Name and Title of Vassal State: The Egyszer Incursion
Ruler: Incursor Vaulosz
Race: Egyszers are - if one was forced to admit - human. They are naturally paler, but by exposure to the sun even amongst nobility tend to end up darker. Their hair is typically black or brown, their eyes amber or green; other colourations are distrusted. Their features often tend to the extreme, tending away from the mean and median with men either tall, strong or short, lanky. However centuries of negative relations have had many other races and realms come up with wildly exaggerated stereotypes of them from devious slanted eyes to hook shaped noses and clubbed feet.
Location:

History:
The arrival of the Gaulletics swept the entire geopolitical scene of the continent. Their destruction of the old order was swift and effective, but incomplete. The Egyszers were one of the few proud peoples that withstood their onslaughts. Though they had to surrender much of their ancestral lands, they left a trail of Gaulletic heads mounted on stakes culminating in a great wall of them by the mountains. Retreating over them to the plains beyond, the Egyszers split into two main groups; the Mountaineers and Plainsfolk. They drifted apart for years with their culture growing into two ever more distinct ones.

These people feuded amongst themselves, uniting only to destroy hapless punitive expeditions. They lived a harsh life, but a happy, free one. They killed one another in droves, they starved every decade, but they were not shackled and that made them better than all else.

But in the last century, it came to be that youth could hardly remember the old animosities as they were pursued ever less. Trade spread through the mountains, and ever more it came to be considered among the Egyszers that freedom and bounties of the mainland aren't mutually exclusive. Mountaineers and Plainsfolk alike crossed to enjoy newfound bounties amongst the mainlanders, eventually growing fond of the continent and what it had grown into. But the trouble was that they were not truly of it, only appearing briefly in troupes to trade before fleeing back lest any one bearing a grudge hunt them down.

This changed some twenty years ago when a boy in one of these troupes, a young Vaulosz thought after one such trip that the fate of his people was on the mainland. The son of one of the chiefs of the disparate bands of Egyszers among the plainsfolk, he set out to do much work. Duelling his father for rule of his kin was a first step, securing him a base from which to spring his growing political career off of. From then on he spent several years fighting and convincing fellow tribes that under him they could ascend to be conquerors of the mainland, enjoying both freedom of their current state and the wealth they were robbed of all those decades ago when forced to flee. Using traders to bring examples of the great things that could await the Egyszers he began a gradual reform of their society to prepare them for their new goal of returning to their ancestral homeland.

His greatest obstacle thus far has been the complete unity of his people, wherein he was to convince the Mountaineers to region their now estranged kin. Though for the most part they did not want his greater goal of settling down away from their mountains, they whole-heartedly agreed with his menacing cries for vengeance. Combined with a marriage to the daughter of one of their dying chiefs and a promise to several of their own fiefdoms under him, Vaulosz narrowly secured the unity of the Egyszers.

If he had made his move at any other time, the Egyszer Incursion as it came to be known would have been slaughtered by far larger, better prepared armies. But the growing grip of the Gaulletics combined with their recent plague had created the perfect time for the Egyszers to arrive in the land with violence in mind.

Overnight entire villages and cities disappeared. Any Gaulletic that did not have useful knowledge from medicine to smithing was beheaded with the rest conscripted, humans formed into collaborators, and remaining races enslaved. It was when the beautiful city of Pallare was sacked, that the people of the continent found couriers carrying a surprising message. Vaulosz was now on the throne of the city's governor using the seat's previous occupant as a footrest, and as ashes rained down on him he wrote letters to the powers of the land that he simply wanted equal recognition for his people in the selection of The Throne. Though many laughed at his message, the laughter dissipated as the news spread of the city's taking.

Though yet nobody has replied yet, the Egyszers will push hard to get a seat at the table.

Special Note:
Imperial Intelligence on the Egyszer

Population
12-13 million including local peasants or minor nobles

Economic production

Wheat
Domesticated animals (horse, primarily)
Barley
Fish (anchovies, hake, eel, shrimp, crab)
Hardwoods
Grapes
Iron
Nut trees
Copper
Silver

The Egyszer have the status of a foreign envoy in Garnalaña

Name and Title of Vassal State: Kingdom of Asceria

Ruler: Illyrin Kaçadere

Race:
The native elven peoples of the Sceri Basin, Ascerians are a hardy folk. Derivative from their nomadic ancestry, Acserians typically possess a more tightly-built frame, typically amassing tone over raw mass as they make the most of every muscle. They are also noted for their complex set of pupils - ordinarily green or blue in color - Ascerians are gifted with very keen eyesight, able to discern objects with greater clarity at extreme distances. Most Ascerains possess skin tones that range from snowy pale to dark redwood, though the most common tones which are expressed stand with a distinct, reddish hue. Likewise, their hair most commonly manifests itself from shades of bone-white to blonde or bloody crimson, with black or brunette hair being quite rare. Though gifted with famously long elven lifespans, it's more typical that an Ascerian first die to disease or violence before coming close to the end of their natural dotage - a fact no doubt coupled with their cultural propensity for conflict and adventure. On average, an Ascerian will stand at approximately 190cm, with deviations being based more heavily on ancestry as opposed to sexual dimorphism. There appears to be a discrepancy between the number of births between males and females within Ascerian diaspora, with male births seeming to be considerably lower than their female counterpart, yet the phenomenon as of the present seems to be poorly-understood.


History:
From beyond the Eastern Ranges, the elf-folk of the Sceri Basin have long held a less-than-stellar repute from their neighbors. Much has been spoken and told of the acts of they and their brethren, yet few of these tales involve cowardice. They and their ilk have long been touted as pillagers and hellions - with these yarns exaggerated or otherwise. Proto-Ascerian society at that point had largely been comprised of small, individual roving tribes, who had at large only reverted into larger coalitions in order to fuse tribal weddings or drive forth potential alliances for an upcoming incursion. Atop their famed greatwolves, the Proto-Ascerians of the East stormed through settlements with lightning speed, often traveling hundreds of miles per day in hot pursuit of a string of villages or outposts to siege. The times of the era were a harsh one, few could dissent; Clashes with men and dwarf were quite common, and for what the Proto-Ascerians lacked in organization they more than happily took in cultural cannibalism. When tribes or settlements were defeated in Proto-Ascerian battle, customary ritual would foresee the integration of their survivors into the clan of the vanquisher. Feuds between loyalties and bloodlines, then, were commonplace among Proto-Ascerians, and had by in large grossly inflamed tensions not only between Proto-Ascerian peoples and the peoples of the hamlets they now found themselves anthropophagizing, but also between individual clans and even inside of clans themselves. The loose, constantly-shifting nature of Proto-Ascerian society paved way for a chaotic, constantly-shifting arrangement, one where wealth and status was lost as easily as it had been gained, for which the fluidity of life itself was seen, perhaps viciously, as free as life itself. Life was orderless, anarchic perhaps, but certainly never dull.

But, come the Gaulletics. What would soon come to be known as Asceria would be brought unto the fold - if not unto by heel for lack of trying. Initially, the divisions between Proto-Ascerian tribes had long divided not just individual chieftains, but also their many wise-men and witches in council. Some had long foreseen the sheer power that the Dark Men from across the seal could bequeath unto them, yet in that same breath their opposites warned that the strength lent to them from their would-be ally was not their own. The divisive opinions mattered little in the end, for those who would be lent unto the Dark Man would find themselves absorbed along their wind, and for those who might resist would lead to little aside from a chase back unto the Sceri from which they came - and from which they had long not belonged. The clans and battle-families which had long found themselves fighting side-by-side in alignment of their wrongs with the Dark Men of the West divided even their fragmented society greatly, until the vast and varied peoples of the Mountain Pine were solidified and their culture claimed; In that sense, when the dust settled and their people firmly a vassal, Asceria - then - was born.

Aptly, the description to fit the relationship that the Ascerians have toward their overlord is one of acceptance, and little besides. Above all, Ascerians are nothing short of proud, and the aptitude from which the Gaulletics have routinely subverted or thwarted both the efforts of not just Ascerians - but of their friends and foes alike - has earned them something of a...begrudging respect.

Respect and cooperation are not always two sides of the same coin, however, and that is a fact that is a painfully omnipresent statement as to be seen whenever one walks through the lands of the Ascerian. The Mycorian language is only spoken in the most absolute of circumstances, regulated only unto middlemen and adjudicators for Móirens. Metropolitan Mycorian fashion is discarded and disrobed for the native cloth and pelt of Asceria's sparked artisanship, from the ornate stone-and-wood, jagged architecture of Asceria displacing any mention of Mycorian masonwork, such that any Merchant Guild or Embassy shall stand out in the Ascerian settlement as to display it like a zoo. Even the Imperial Cult has been ritualistically cannibalized, butchered and carved before Ascerian totem-poles and prayer flags as saints become spirits and prayers become majicks.

But alas, an Ascerian likewise has long known the mantra of obligation and mercy unto concord. While Mycoria has earned a their respect, the same certainly cannot be said for their friendship. And with the rumors of a rapacious disease tearing apart Mycorian society - one which only afflicts the Dark Ones - the true nature of their relationship shall be brought to bear, and perhaps with it, Mycoria shall witness whether Asceria shall ride into the future atop her majestic greatwolves with her, or toward her.

Imperial Census on the Kingdom of Asceria

Population
13,000,000

• Ascerians 75%
• Human 10%
• Gaülletic 10%
• Other races 5%

Average life expectancy
85 years

Causes of death

• Pneumonia
• Influenza
• Dysentery
• Typhoid
• Smallpox
• Small wars, inter-clan violence, and related adventurism

Economic Production

• rye
• hops
• wheat
• domesticated animals
• iron
• lead
• copper
• tin
• lead
• nickle
• fish (salmon)

Tribute production

• sulfur
• precious stones
• iron

The Kingdom of Asceria also has the Minister of Works in the official service of the Empire.

Name and Title of Vassal State: The Kingdom of Kur-Myrthina
Full name: The Blessed Kingdom of Kur-Myrthina, commonly known as Great Myr.
Ruler: King Hesti (IX) Risha Shabbini - the Blessed King is ordained by the religious authorities as the physical embodiment of mortal divine power and so commands an enormous amount of respect from his subjects. He technically functions as an absolute monarch, though imperial oversight, a powerful and established religious administration, and a heavy, overladen royal court has restrained this power for centuries. King Hesti is the thirteenth king of the Shabbini dynasty. He makes his capital at the great port city of Shabbini, historically the third of Kur-Myrthina's six blessed cities - all of them ports that grew rich on imperial prestige.

His Majesty has thirty-six legitimate children.





Race: Myr - the Myrese are a race of humanoids noted for their ‘amber’ skin (in fact Myr skin can range in tone from beige to bright orange) and who without exception have white, depigmented hair. Their eyes range in colour but are most often shades of brown and green, but blue, purple and yellow are also possible. They are noted for their youthful complexions which often last into middle age and short height among other humanoids - females usually stand at around 5 feet (152cm) and males average 5’3 (160cm).

Populations of humans, dwarves, and a particularly significant population of Gaülletics also inhabit Great Myr as well as members of many other races.

The Myrese are known throughout Mycoria for their mercantilism, materialism, and strange adherence to their particular form of piety. Considered useful to the imperial administration due to the strategic location of their island kingdom, its fertile lands, and its pliant population, the islands grew rich through loyal imperial service. Myrese priests are known for the ritualistic nature of their worship. Myrese aristocrats are known for their extravagant taste.

Although they often consider themselves more civilised than many of their continental neighbours - or perhaps because of this - the Myr have been easily bought off by the Empire consistently over the years and in return have shown unwavering loyalty. Their reputation among their neighbours is mixed due to their reputation for collaboration with the Gaülletics, and while it’s common to find their merchants all over Mycoria and indeed the further Empire it’s rare indeed to find settled populations of them outside their islands.

Some in Myr - including members of the powerful religious authorities - claimed that the construction of the Arllánco Canal was an imperial reward for the loyalty of the kingdom. In the last century the canal’s construction has improved Kur-Myrthina’s fortunes even more.

History: Kur-Myrthina as a kingdom predates the Empire’s arrival in Mycoria. A unified territory, according to the annals, for sixteen-hundred and eighty-two years, Kur-Myrthina for many centuries existed as a pious but poor island kingdom in the warm seas of the south. Although the land is bountiful and fertile, the islands were prone to violent summer storms, disease outbreaks and raiding, and so for many years although power was ordained by the Blue Priests in the person of the Blessed Monarch the kingdom operated more as a loosely connected series of tribes with competing interests. From this a strong aristocratic culture developed and a strict hierarchical system of understanding caste.

A thousand years ago the Myr underwent something of a maritime revolution and over the next three-hundred established trading posts up and down the coast of Mycoria. Myrese merchants brought huge boulders of ice from the north and then ferried frozen produce to the northern kingdoms and established tentative trade routes criss-crossing the coasts and islands and making river expeditions in their shallow-bottomed Scuttler ships. These ships were no good for long distance travel so while Myrese society grew increasingly urban and advanced their purview did not extend beyond the sea.

Myrese merchants were some of the first intelligent life forms encountered by Imperial expeditions.

The arrival of the men of Gaüllo was an instant revelation in Great Myr.

Blue is the sacred colour of the Myrese religion, and their priesthood, who wear robes of blue, are known as the Blue Priests. Much Myrese scripture, which is normally in the forms of songs and poems, also contained references to the spiritual purity of the colour blue, both in explicit and allegorical terms. The blue skin of the Gaülletics caused the High Priestess of the time, Shatana of Ylino, to sanctify the arrival of these imperial conquerors as heralding the coming age of Menaya-Allo, the ‘blue rain’, the prophesied period of endless prosperity and eternal life prophesied to be the destiny of the Myrese. The proclamation was convincing enough to the Myrese, who immediately began to profit monetarily from selling out information about other kingdoms and brokering tentative peace deals with native belligerents with whom they had pre-existing relationships in the name of their new Imperial overlords.

As Myrese religion is also built around the worship of material wealth so the accumulation of goods, the unprecedented splendour of the imperial war machine, their fine clothes, and indeed their raw wealth were all interpreted as symbols of holiness by the Myrese clergy. The slightly bemused Gaülletics readily accepted that they could simply hypnotise the Myrese into submission with displays of wealth and gifts. In this capacity, the Kingdom’s religion has been left alone, though often studied by Imperial researchers on sabbatical, keen to understand its strange esotericism and see the gold-tipped spires of the Blue Temple in the capital city Shabbini. The Empire garrisoned a lot of soldiers on the islands over the centuries, helped to fund the construction of its defensive structures,

Although the religious authorities hold a lot of temporal power in Kur-Myrthina, the civic authorities grow well developed on the imperial model. The Myrese have learned a lot from imperial infrastructure and their own cities, although they contain shocking displays of disease, inequality, hardship and slavery, also feature soaring spires, aquaculture, steam-heated bath houses hewn of marble, and a variety of other public structures. The construction of these monuments is considered a pious act. With the coming of the canal the kingdom's fortunes, long feared to be stagnating, were revived for a century known as the Shining Summer. Those old anxieties have been revived in recent years as a pervasive fear of the weakening centralised imperial administration heralded by several religious sects as signifying doomsday or the end times. Some of these sects, it is feared, could turn to extremism or violence to spread their heretical views. This has shaken the decadent and byzantine Myrese royal and religious administrations into unrest for the first time in hundreds of years, and finding for the first time no Imperial support, the self-fulfilling prophecy has caused a lot of consternation in the Blessed Kingdom.

Imperial Census on the Kingdom of Kur-Myrthina

Population
4,000,000

Myr 60%
Gaülletic 20%
Human 10%
Other races 10%

Average life expectancy
31 years

Causes of death

Dysentry
Malaria
Flu
Typhoid
Leprosy

Economic Production

wheat
fish (anchovy, swordfish, eel, grouper, crab, oyster, clam)
barley
grapes
iron
lead
alum
salt

Tribute production

alum
wine
saltpeter
sugarcane
citrus

The Kingdom of Kur-Myrthina also has the Minister of Finance and the Assistant Treasurer of the Merchant Monopoly in the official service of the Empire.

Ironclaws

War Chief, Egron "Wolf Rage” Argoz.



Descendant of Argoz; the strategic advisor to Nu’kal during his rise, the teacher of Barrag the Great Red, and father to Lagruk the Warmaker. Lagruk became father to Gar and Kordal, who became Generals, and fathers to Dralzar, Ungdar, and Har’hai. The children of Gar; Dralzar and Ungdar would later become Generals of their own. Har’hai, the daughter of Kordal, would birth a son, Raga, who would become a Warlord to the War King, Nurkal. When Nurkal died, Raga, retreated into the deep recesses of the wilds to continue the legacy of what made their goblins great. Egron is the great-great-grandson of Raga, descendant of Argoz, and War Chief to the Ironclaws; a band of hobgoblins who equip gauntlets with reinforced steel claws that can be used as a supplemental weapon in close-quarter combat. Their banner is a red flag with three claw rips through the center of the banner.



A hobgoblin measures virtue by physical strength and martial prowess. Five to six foot goblinoids with dark orange or red-orange skin, and hair ranging from dark red-brown to dark gray. Their eyes can be that of a cat-like Yellow or dark brown. If one were to get too close to a Hobgoblin, the blade is not all they would need to fear, their mouths open wide with sharp teeth capable of puncturing and crushing human bone. Male’s sometimes have blue or red noses. The hobgoblin’s lifespan can measure anywhere from 80-120, but often times because they have an affinity for war and conflict, they live on average to about 40. Hobgoblins are born into a military culture, training to fight with a variety of weapons and have mastercraft skills in blacksmithing arms, armor, siege engines, and other military devices. Hobgoblins are organized in war tribes, eventually these tribes can evolve into legions. The last mighty legion to have existed was Nurkal’s. The ranks of a tribe and legion are as follows; War King (there only has ever been one, Nurkal), Warlord, General, Captain, Fatal Axe, Spear, Fist, and Soldier. Hobgoblins are no novices to tactics and discipline, in fact, they can carry out sophisticated battle plans under the direction of a strategically minded leader. Hobgoblins have zero problems with supplementing their forces with humans, ogres, giants, lesser goblins, bugbears, orcs, and wargs. They dislike elves greatly, and if the Gaulletic were not a superior force by a landslide, there would be an imminent fight happening everytime they locked eyes. Hobgoblins are master beast trainers, using horses and oxen to transport goods and weaponry over long distances. They use ravens for communication and position wolves to protect camps, watch guards, and ride the bigger ones into battle. There really is no limit to the types of animals hobgoblins will train, it just depends on the ecology they are in, and what makes sense for what purposes. Hobgoblins look for wood, metal, and slaves. There are small pit arenas where hobgoblins watch gladiator matches, and participate in the arenas themselves, this form of entertainment has grown since their subjugation by the Gaulletic, since they cannot leave the island.



The large island to the left (West) of the Castle.



The Rise of Nu’kal

Nu’kal rests on Kaos Island, North West from the Dacori Til Peninsula and directly West across the straight from Castle Arillanco. Before the Gaulletic’s arrival 800 years ago, the Nu’kal’s power on Kaos was not to be trifled with. Their war chief, Nu’kal, stood at an unaverage height of 7’9”, wielding a long two-sided battle axe and Daghata (top and bottom “V” cut construction capped at the center with steel for reinforcing it’s strength when catching weapons) shield. Nu’kal’s rise began when he killed his rival Daghata with his own weapon (the Daghata shield). After killing his rival, he was crowned War Chief, and the tribe was renamed after Nu’kal’s own. His first gift to the Nu’kal hobgoblins was a campaign to the east, their target, the Drax; another rising hobgoblin tribe which had united lesser goblins and bugbears under their banner. The Drax posed to be formidable enemies, but in the end, Nu’kal reigned supreme with the beheading of Drax, the Spine Taker. After the Drax were absorbed into the Nu’kal ranks, they moved to the human port city, Caelum. Before arriving, they were met 15 miles out from the city while marching through the wilds. An order of religious zealots swearing to protect the faithful city of Caelum battled the toughened Nu’kal ranks and even took a few strategic victories on the battlefield across four days. In the end, the zealots fell, retreating where they could run, or standing to die on the soil they vowed to protect. Nu’kal pushed toward the city and met mild resistance from Caelum’s small standing army and trained guard. Two days after their fight with the zealots, Caelum was under Nu’kal’s rule. The humans were enslaved and transported back to the heart of Nu’kal’s original territory where they would work to keep the war machine alive. The young and strong who would obey Nu’kal were integrated into the ranks with temporary titles, and given some freedom within zones of the camp, but ultimately were used as fodder when it came time for battle. The final test to Nu’kal’s might were the Orc war bands in the West, it would take Nu’kal eight months to bend the knees of every Orc in the region, but eventually they did, and were enslaved to be used as gladiators for entertainment and tests for the young Hobgoblin military units.

The Red Tides

Nu’kal bore a son and daughter, albeit his daughter received little storytelling attention, and so her records are only shared by a few who were ever close to her. However, Nu’kal’s son, Barrag the Great Red, received many appraisals from the Hobgoblin society. Barrag was as mighty as his father, possibly mightier, and maybe it would not be a question had Nu’kal decided to keep his son around long enough. Instead, Nu’kal ordered his son to learn under his strategic advisor and commander, Argoz, and the two of them were sent to the mainland for expanding Nu’kal’s supremacy. Across the water, Argoz and Barrag land just above where Castle Arrilanco is standing today. Argoz would spend the next 20 years teaching Barrag, and Barrag would spend an additional 60 years marching up the shores of the mainland. Nu’kal settlements flourished as more slaves were added to each one bolstering economic and military growth. Several generations from Nu’kal, to Barrag, and his sons, and his sons, kept the Nu’kal tribe connected and strong. Eventually, the Nu’kal came in contact with the Lyndenstrath dwarves, but before much came out of the few skirmishes that left both sides licking small wounds, the Gaulletic arrived, ending the Age of the Red Tides.

The Great Sunder

The Gaulletic’s arrival started off as a frustrating surprise. Arriving on ships, the Gaulletic swiftly took the unprepared shorelines of the Nu’kal, who primarily focused their might on land. Once the north and south settlements were divided on the mainland, they began fighting amongst themselves, and eventually ripped apart by the Gaulletic. The War King in the Age of the Great Sunder was Nurkal, or “Might”, and closely resembling the origins of his great ancestor Nu’kal. Nurkal back at the capital on Kaos island had been dealing with the Gaulletic on home terf, while receiving news of his divided nation on the mainland. Consolidation was in order and the commands were given to all Nu’kal that they return to Kaos to reinforce the island and return to the mainland once the Gaulletic were suppressed. Unfortunately, the Gaulletic had converted some of the Nu’kal to their own side, which created small Hobgoblin war tribes to begin emerging out of thin air on the island and on the mainland. The urge for strength and power during a time of obvious weakness is never passed up by the worst of the opportunistic hobgoblins. The fight for Kaos ended in the death of Nurkal, the last of the Nu’kal dynasty.

Thralled by the Gaulletic

The history of the Nu’kal were left to the remaining orators who dare speak of the ancient myths before the Gaulletic. Reduced to a fraction of it’s original power, the Gaulletic had subjugated much of island with pockets of resisting Hobgoblins that would not bow without being cut down. Most of these pockets were left in the center of Kaos, in the thickest brush of the island. There never really would be a way to stomp out every fire, but for the most part, either you were a Hobgoblin society serving the Gaulletic, or being cut by a Hobgoblin serving the Gaulletic. There are more than a dozen small war tribes of hobgoblins serving the Gaulletic empire, and only a handful that continue to be a nuasence. Some hobgoblins on the mainland have been successful in their ability to hide, others fleeing North, and the rest converting to Gaulletic rule and serving in their military. Many in the first few days of the Gaulletic invasion were shipped back to the island to fight their own kind into controlled regions for the Gaulletic to sweep in with few casaulties and assert their control with greater ease.

Today

The news of Mormer’s death and the plague that sticks to the Gaulletic like glue has passed through the ears of those hobs who serve closely. Their mouths gabbing to the others about a shift in power, and as the hobs before them, the worst of the opportunistic begin to scheme. The hobgoblins of Kaos Island albeit ready to kill each other to prove their might in battle, are also not to be mistaken as dumb or weak when there is a sign of weakness in those who hold a temporary chain to their necks. There are some tribes who whisper ideas of revolt, and even deeper in the wilds, a tribe who has always been free, preparing to spread it to the shores of Kaos erupting like a flame from the center. But, right now, these whispers…are only stories.

Religion: The First Flame

Nu’kal’s origins stretches back to the “first flame forced from the dark mouth of Ozgoth, the god of depths and darkness. Ozgoth formed many sons and daughters out of darkness, all who were slain, except for a sister and brother, by his strongest son, Akuroth, the god of war and leadership. The two who Akuroth let live were, Gresh, the god of cooperation and territory; Hargoth, the god of alchemy and knowledge. Akuroth following his geneological slaughter, took the world as his prize, and awarded Gresh and Hargoth to sit as rulers of the goblinoids with Akuroth. The descendants of the Nu’kal, no matter what they call themselves today, will know of this story, and worship Akuroth as their god who will return their mighty empire back to its former glory.

Population
1,800,000

Hobgoblins 40%
Lesser Goblins 15%
Human 10%
Gaülletic 10%
Bugbear 5%
Dwarves 5%
Myr 5%
Other Races 5%

Average life expectancy
29 years

Causes of death

Malaria
Typhoid
Influenza
Clan Warfare
Plagues

Economic Production

Domesticated animals
Olives
Copper
Salt
Fish (sardines, anchovies, mackerel, bogue, cod, sea bass, halibut, salmon)
Tin
Shellfish (oysters, clams, lobster, crab)
Barley
Iron

Tribute production

Olive Oil
Salt
Shellfish (purple dye)
Saltpeter
Gold
Cattle and Horses
Copper

The Ironclaws/Prefecture of Kaos also has the Minister of Spies and the Minister of the Mines in the official service of the Empire.