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Oh well, in that case, time to fuck everyone over as the OS. A ship can run without any trained medical professionals on board, but the party must make sure their credits are not wasted!

Also, any particular reason you keep using "motherfucking" every time you try to emphasize something but put it between commas? :
It just feels so random and out of place haha

Slyboy's Wonderful House of Magical Characters

So, I've been having ideas of a few new space races recently, mostly inspired by Stellaris. But whereeas I can live out my murder fantasies in that game, the more intricate matters simply escape the grasp of the game. So, here I am, writing it down for later usage.

Name: The Kiendramaat

Born on the continent sized coral reefs of their tiny charred homeworld the Shaen Tik, the Kiendramaat are a race of large humanoid amphibians who deeply despise their galactic neighbours. Their society has evovled over the past several thousands of years to be incredibly martial, yet they frown upon conflict and stay within the confines of their little segment of space and rarely interact with the other races of the galaxy. Their society is managed by a complex system of couriers that are tasked with delivering messages between the smaller entities of the Kiendramaat and relaying requests and offers. This is all in favor of their egalitarian society where every member of the race works towards the higher goal of terraforming their home planet or maintaining their ramshackle fleet and warding off intruders.

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Now that we have that out of the way, let's go further into depth for these xenophobic isolationists and why exactly they are the way they are. Perhaps the best way to explain that is by taking a glance at their history and work our way up from there once we understand how their star domain came to be.

History: In the beginning, Shaen Tik was a beautiful world that would've been envied by any other race who would breathe the same nitrogen and carbon-dioxide rich atmosphere as they did. And chances are that they would've been welcomed by the locals, ancestors of the Kiendramaat who were simple people with simple goals. Inhabiting the single continent just south of their planet's equator and the many small atolls created by the violent volcanic nature of their planet, they lived off of hunting and gathering. For thousands of years, their society had made great strifes in communication and culture, and all but neglected technological advancements. Never particularly curious and always benevolent, the Kiendramaat lived in an extremely decentralized society where no individual held any power above the others, and more complex tasks were compelted with individuals working together in a anturall cohesive way. This way, even the dangerous predators of their home planet who resides in the marshy areas of their continent were hunted and tamed. Had it not been for a fateful day, the Kiendramaat would probably be a footnote of history, a race still living on their planet in peace until their sun burned out, perhaps never discovered in the chaos of the galactic nebula they inhabit. However, that destiny, was not to be.

On the very first day of teh very first year of the Kiendermaat calendar, the heavens cracked with a holy lightning, and blaze filled the skies. Millions of their kin gazed upon the sky as the stars flickered and faded, as if the sky was going to fall on them. And indeed, it soon did. Hours after the first of the lights were observed by the people, a lightshow enveloped the sky. Hundreds of thousands of shooting stars blazed across the sky, drowning out the sun as they burnt up in the atmosphere. It took exactly an hour before those that didn't arrived. The locals stared into the sky as a deafening explosions shook the air and a fireball descended towards them. Then a dozen more followed as they raced towards the surface. Within the minutes the first one landed and the ground shook all over the planet. The water receeded before a series of tsunamis laid waste to the low lying beaches of the planet. In two hours, half of the population had been either completely wiped out, or were left to search for survivors amongst the ruins of what once were their primitive villages. As time passed, a series of other firbealls descended from the sky and the Kiendramaat all gathered inland. So far, not one ahd hit their continent, but the effects were still devastating.

It was around nightfall that the fate of their people had been sealed. An explosion that brought day to the night lit up the sky a boom boom that travelled several times around the planet echoed as the people watched in fear while a gigantic object seemingly piereced the heavens and feel towards their planet. Minutes crawled by like seconds, and seconds came to a halt as the giant object finally collided several thousand miles off the western coast. Most of the Kiendramaat who saw this event from the high grounds of the continent didn't live to see the next hour. A tsunami sveral miles tall formed and a shockwave that flattened entire rainforests hit the continent. Hundreds of thousands died from it alone, while a second, even brighter explosion filled the the sky until it faded away into a cloud reaching so far out into the sky that it seemed to touch the stars themselves. The Kiendramaat who were still alive could only huddle close to each other as they took refugee wherever they could and waited for the waves to hit.

Not an hour later, most of the low lying areas were flooded completely, and except the higher mountains the water had swept away everything. Hours later, the eart itself began to crack and gases erupted, the massive volcanic fault line along which the continent was formed began to open up again as the tectonic plates shifted violently. Volcanoes erupted where ebfore thwere were forests or grasslands, and the muntains exploded with a thunderous roar, sending rubble and ash high into the atmosphere. As the night went by, the ground shook constantly and as the water receeded it would travel thousands of miles off the beaches until it would come to a halt. Shaen Tik was no more as it used to be, and neither were the Kiendramaat.

As the night rolled by and day came along, the survivors of this cataclysm crawled out of whatever hole they were hiding in, only to find what was once a lush landscape as far as they eye could see devastated. The forests still standing burned with an orange fever and smoke billowed from teh ground in every direction the eye could see. The sea was not to be seen, instead the giant object that fell now domianted the horizon as it's metallic frame stretched high into the sky, it's gargantuan size hidden by the thick black clouds that now covered the skies. Every Kiendramaat alive knew that their world as they remembered was gone and it would never be the same again.

(WIP)

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@ScreenAcne Mmmm, we live in a world where WW2 is forgotten. This is truly a dark time. Looking over the things, isn't Voltus our OS? If not, I'll gladly take over that role. If yes, I'll be the medic, because I'm inclined to play as a role I always play. Every fukken time. I swear I'm the only medic on this goddamn site Yes, watching people bleed out can be glorious. But hey, not my problem if they can't keep their guts in their body.

You are Cordially Invited...[Closed until zelta 02]

@ScreenAcne Mmm, nothing rustles my jimmies more than some gritty space opera about our glorious coroprate overlords and the dreams of people getting crushed under the mad-max style steel boot of reality.

I hope I am not too late to the party to fire up some les miserables who will suffer for my and others's enjoyment >:D

Edit: quick aprse through the OOC, DID SOMEONE SAY AI? *brings out the copies of Martha Well's Murderbot Diaries* My body is so ready :

@Voltus_Ventus I see a Voltus Ventus. it has been ages my dude. I hope you're holding up fine!

International affairs a tale of spies, generals and diplomats ( SCI-FI Nation RP)

I read the first 2 paragraphs and I'm already interested. In fact, I've been making a near identical RP setting in my head, which I'll put on a halt to see how this works out! Lemme just read the rest quickly, but you already have my itnerest!

EDIT: Okay, after reading this I'm even more hyped than before! I really hope this RP takes off, because there is nothing more interesting than an Expanse style conflict.

Fumes of War: A Dieselpunk RP

Yeeee, I loved this idea so much but then you were too busy to actually GM this for us. In case this time you actually put effort into starting when everybody is on their heels to start, then I'd love to join. Otherwise, wasted effort.

Battle of the Maw

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Era of Strife: The Eternal War of Saqquar (Or a medieval-style RP about a civil-war)

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Era of Strife: The Eternal War of Saqquar (Or a medieval-style RP about a civil-war)

Here is the link to the lore of Saqquar and related articles:


And here is teh link to the discord server!

Slyboy's Wonderful House of Magical Characters

This all very heavy WIP, I need to add more, do spellchecking, etc, but here is everything I have writted down so far.

Saqquar

The Nation of Saqquar

Architecture and Craftsmanship
Since the dawn of time, Saqquar has been like a womb for scientific advancement, even if others didn't see the end results. Many new and exotic designs have been birthed in this desert region, that would seem rather unusual for an outsider. Saqquarians often have different trinkets for many different tasks, including polished gemstones that can be used as protable sundials and portable lighters which consume rare oils to ignite themselves. This may not be commonplace in different provinces, but almost every saqquarian that aren't in poverty have some basic forms of this master crafstmanship. These trinkets are often saught after and can fetch high prices in markets around the kingdom.

For generations, war has engulfed the nation, but the rich never stopped being selfish and egotistic. A result of their innate desire to show the world just how filthy rich they are, craftsman from all over Saqquar have been gathered to make the finest luxury items. Using the plathera of luxury resources avaible in the province, exotic and luxurious items were created in the hundreds, from simple polished gemstone to incredibly complex golden jewelry. In recent decades, with the peace and propserity that has come to the Saqquar, these craftsman have continued to wage a different war: and arms race between both themselves and foreing craftsman to see who can produce the most exotic piece of jewelry.

Thought Saqquar may house some of the finest craftsman, their architects should not be forgotten. Turning the desert into a luxurious paradise for the sultan and the rich is no small feat, but the architects of Saqquar can always manage to surprise the world. Not only are their siege engines works of art, but Saqquar's pursue of luxury in the recent decades has yielded in the creation of some wonderous buildings that stand a testament to the progress of the Saqquarian people from nomadic tribes, to the cultural and economical heart of the south. Many architectural wonders date back to decades, but their restoration has only been finished in recent years. However, some of the most beautiful buildings in the province have been built in recent memory, including the Temple of the Halconics.

History

The long history of Saqquar is one of relentless wars and ideological crusades. An endless sufferage of the people whom have survived against all odds and made an Empire that all envied for it's richness and technological advances. A story about two brothers whom started a war which would last generations and engulf the nation in flames. A fairy tale of how a war torn nation could reclaim it's former glory thanks to their strong beliefs in their gods, and the leadership of benevolent Sultans appointed by foreign powers.

Era of Beginning

Once upon a time, a group of merchants decided to settle down after a life long travel around the continent at the delta of the Ifrit, and found the earliest form of what is now Markath. They built sturdy ships from the palms around the river, and ventured north to trade gemstones that would wash up on the shore in exchange for food and supplies. Many would seek out the settlement in hope of gaining wealth from this business, and the years would see Markath become a decent sized town. At the time, the city was one of the only settlements in the Saqquar area. The original traders who have founded the city soon became known as the Merchant Kings, and Markath continued developing as a city state.

The gem of the Ifrit grew with the generations, until it would attract more people than it could hold. Soon, the descendants of the Merchant Kings, now known as the Merchant Princes would wander out into the lands nearby to find a palce to settle and form new colonies. This would lead to the founding of El Shamul, in an oasis not far north of the Ifrit. Her people worked tirelessly to make aliving from herding wild Krollans for their milk, and venturing south to the Ifrit for the seasonal harvest of wheat and reed. Most of the Merchant Princes decided to stay in Markath in the end, but some of them travelled to El Shamul to help with the developemment of the small colony.



Era of Crusade

Many years passed by, until El Shamul outgrew Markath, and became the larger city state. Thought the people of these two cities shared the same language and had similar ancestry, El Shamul was highly religious, whilst Markath was strictly focusing on wealth. A divide between these two town arose, and it would lead to the outcome humans have always resorted to in their tiemes of dofference: war.

Some of the deepest beleifs in modern Saqquar history can be dated back to this era, as the almost fanatical believers from El Shamul interconnected war and their religion. Their belief, however, is heresy by modern standards. They beleived that the path of war and forceful spreading of their beleifs was the way to go about every day life. They blieved in the ways of the dragon: a merciless rage that is within every living being, ready to be unleashed upon their foes. Heated by this divine rage, it is no surprise that the fanatical warriors of El Shamul crushed the mercenary soldiers of Markath, conquering all the settlements in between the two major cities. In the end, Markath would surrender rather than to fight a war it couldn't win, letting in the armies of El Shamul to ransack the city, and ending the conflict in favor of the attackers.

During the following decades, the El Shamul would expand along the river Ifrit, and start crusades against their northern neighbours. In these decades, they have pludnered villages as far north as the modern capital of Torivia, establishing the deep rooted traditions of cavalry tecniques in Saqquar. The earliest recordings of Ixclidis being rode to battle come from this time, where a band of incredibly daring fanatics rode nearly 20 of these lizards into battle, and becoming highly infamous as they ransacked many villages to the north.

But this raiding lifestyle wouldn't go tolerated for long, and the northern city states around Granat would form a coalition to finally end the tyrannic rule of El Shamul over the region. This was the beginning of the Great Crusade, an era of time loosely defined by more than hundreds of years during which El Shamul waged a constant war against the coalition, and the two would exchange blows from generation to generation.

This particular era defined the lifestyle of the people in Saqquar. They would make weapons instead of jewelry, and they were all trained in the arts of war. The religion of the Dragon was brainwashed into every man and woman in El Shamul, and people would willingly give their life for the ultimate victory. Those captured would commit suicide, and anyone captured by them would be executed by tying them to a pole in the desert. This blind devotion, and absolute hate against all those deemed heretics by the church led to the naming of this era full of bloodshed.

Many doubted this war would ever end, but no-one expected a religious coup from within their own borders to end the war. A prophet by the name of Inara spoke against the violent ways of the ir religion, and told the people or Markath about a more peaceful way of existence, one lead by the shifting of seasons and a man's natural desire to live a fullfilled life. One by one, towns and cities abandoned El Shamul, and left it alone to fend off the coalition by itself. Meanwhile, Markath began construction on the Temple of the Halconics, as instructed by Inara, who was revered almost as a god amongst mortals. Thought she asked her followers not to revere her, her teachings were already spreading too fast for het to not be viewed as some goddess who ended this long war.

When the coailition finally conquered El Shamul, and came to Markath, they found no army, but instead the citizens of the town following Inara into the grasslands to meet the armies of the north. On this sacred day, she would strike a deal, that would place Markath as the capital of this new coalition with the city states of the Granat. How she did it, is a mistery lost to time, but all believers are tuaght that the divine Halconics interfered to strike the deal.

Through her life, she spread the ways of the 12 Halconics through the coalition, which would eventually take in El Shamul too, and convert it to the new religion. For nearly 56 years of her life, she has achieved something no-one before her could: she united the many young towns of the Granat, and the large cities of the Ifrit under a single banner: one she would call Saqquar after a divine dream. With her death at the age of 64, millions mourned her passing as they carried her body through the streets of Markath to set her earthly remains ablaze as the last rays of the sun had disappeared over the horizon. She would not live to see the temple of the Halconics be finished a year later, and her death meant the end of the Crusade Era.



Golden Era of Saqquar

After the death of Inara, the still relatively new coalition was torn when it came to choosing a successor for the throne. There was a general fear in the air, as amyn speculated that another bloody war would break out between major figures to see who would inherit the leadership. However, such a war would not take place, thanks to some important figures who have been forgotten in the Crusade Era. The Merchant Princes of Markath held significant power in their hands since Inara made Markath the capital of the South. They held significant provinces under their control all over Saqquar, and their influence was starting to restore pre Crusa Era levels. They petitioned to the great kings and rulers that there would be an election. Each city with provincial status would automatically send their liege to the election, and public elections would be held to determine one more candidate from amongst the nobles in each city. As such, the people of Saqquar could voice their demands too.

The Merchant Princes would pay all the expenditure of setting up such a large scale event. It took 3 weeks to collect all the votes and get the chosen people to gather in Markath. Then, a week long festivity was held in the city, where people could listen to what each of the chosen representatives would have to say. Thought only nobles could vote on the successor, the common people's wishes were hard to ignore for any landlord. The festivities were also mean to cheer up the people of Saqquar, as many of the Pilgrims who decided to walk to markath would be able to rela and let go of their dreary thoughts regarding the death of Inara.

At the end of the week, all 17 Merchant Princes gathered in Markath to announce the results of the election. Many expected one of the provincial lords to win, but in a surpirse turn of events, a young boy from Tayalet was the one who won by a landslide. His name was Imam Gremik, and thought nobody could suspect it, he and his children would bring around 250 years of prosperity for Saqquar.

Imam's parents were both nobles who served the armies of the north as generals during the Crusade Era. Many acused him of cheating the polls, but since the majority of nobles who voted were from the north, they voted on the son of a well known family. To bolster his numerous talents, one major fact was playing for Imam on the elections: he had a tutor in the form of an exiled king from a faraway kingdom in the north. Thought the name of this king was lost to the ages, many attribute the succes of young Imam to this tutor.

The young leader was only 19 when he first sat on the throne, and many of the nobles refused to follow him, arguing that he was too young an inexperienced. However, the charismatic Imam was not going to sit around idly to let Saqquar fall apart. Utilizing the vast knowledge passed down onto him by his tutor, he came up with a series of acts to reform and stabilize the governement. His first act was to secure the loyalty of the nobles, thus securing the future for his reforms.

Reforms of Imam the Benevolent

To do so, he devised an ingenious provincial system for Saqquar that would split up the already existing provinces into many smaller ones that would be all centered around key strategic locations, such as cities and fortresses. In the end, a grand total of 57 provinces were established, all with a landlord controlling them. He landed many princes and nobles to get their loyalty, and enact his system across the whole Empire.

Once he finsihed this, most of the nobles became loyal to him, but ironically, the Lord of Tayalet still refused to follow him. To combat this, he founded the Senate of Saqquar: the reigning council of advisors and lords who would be working under the Sultan to create laws. To enact this, he passed the Bill of Saqquar to all his newly appointed lords, and coined the name of the country Saqquar for ages to come. The bill was a success: with the eyes of lords set upon the position of the senate and the great power that comes with it, they all agreed to follow Imam.

However, he wished to abolish the feudalism in the country. He wished to see the rise of a Saqquar where the uttermost faith in the Sultan and the Halconics meant that there were no landlords, but servants of the ruler who fullified their duties for the people. Thought this plan couldn't be done in his lifetime, he would pass on this plan to his offsprings.

Once the issues of rowdy nobles has been deal with, Imam saw to rewarding the Merchant Princes for their loyalty. He freed them from the taxes, and gave them the rule to self govern the Markath area. They would only need to answer the Sultan himself, and the Senate would have to jurisdiction over them. This established the modern influenceof the Merchant Princes, who are now trusted friends and advisors of the Sultan.

To reform the economy, he instituted monopolies over gold and silver ore, and would pay for any landlord who would helped find a gold or silver mine on their land. With gold and silver abundant, he could mint high quality gold coins instead of the silver and brozne coins used before. This made the Saqquar market competitive yet again, and greatly boosted the trade in the region.

He also spent a lot of the money on building infrastructure in the region. He requisitioned aquaducts that would help transport water away from the rivers of Ifrit and Granat. He gave funding to landlords to make them construct better agricultural systems on their lands, and he sent people to oversee that the money was well spent. He built watchtowers alongside mayor trade routes to deter bandits, and encouraged traders to seek out more profitable trade routes by providing soldiers to defend those willing to explore.

To pay his respects to Inara, he would spend money straight from the treasury to buy resources and hire workers to speed up the construction of the Temple of Halconics. Thanks to his efforts, the temple was finsihed by the first anniversary of Inara's death, and hundreds of thousands wandered to markath to see the majestic building finished.

Five years into his leadership, Imam was overcome with and Imperialistic fervor. He knew that to unite the people of Saqquar for long after he was gone, he would need to forge a strong bond between the various cultures of the nation. To do so, he began construction on the symbol of his greatness, and the unity of the people. He began the construction if the Imperial Palace in Tayalet, and turned the city into the new capital of the country. He formed the Scalguards, the elite woman's guard divisionr ecrutied from all the various ethnic groups of the Empire who would act as the personal bodyguards of the imperial family. He held great parades through the streets of the great cities of Saqquar, and hung up banners of the Imperial Sigil all over the Empire. With this, he layed the groundwork for the national pride of Saqquar.

The Imperial Palace wasn't finished before Imam died however, and his son, Imam II took over leading the kingdom. Imam was given the title "the Benevolent", and his son viewev with great expectations. Following the wishes of his father, he too would continue to unite the people of the Empire, and would teach his kids the same.

The following 250 or so years marked the Golden Age of Saqquar. The Empire became united under the Sultan, and people of all former ethnic groups were now simply Saqquarians. Saqquar saw no major conflicts, and it's economy and trade boomed under the benevolent rulership of Imam's sons. This was an era of peace and prosperity that the region has never experienced before. Markath continued to be the religious and economical capital of Saqquar, whilst northern cities like Tayalet and Horqath were the cultural and imperial hubs. by the end of this era, the Senate was reformed to be made up of the leaders of the 57 provinces, who were now appointed instead of passed on from landlords. Otherwise, the dream of Imam the Benevolent came true in the form of a rich, loyal and peaceful Saqquar.



Era of Strife

Nothing could last forever. With the death of Imam VII, what seemed to be an endless empire was about to fall apart. Upon his death, he left behind a pair of twin brothers to lead the empire. However, none of the brothers wanted to give up their power, and both claimed the throne theirs. These brothers were named Granat and Ifrit, who would later give their names to the two major rivers of Saqquar through their ruthless actions against each other in the Endless War.

(More Coming here)

The Land of Saqquar

A brief overview of things related to Saqquar

Cities

El Shamul
Hanging gardens, finely crafted ivory statues plated with gold, and palaces with working waterworks adorn the royal district of El Shamul, the ancient capital of the province. The capital of Saqquar is an ancient town that has evolved with the men and woman of the nation, carrying their burden through rough times, but also decorating itself with the joy of her people. It lies between the two rivers of Ifrit and Granat, and has a pleasant cliamte that allowed this oasis town to become the home of the great Sultans that rule the nation. The city spans miles in each direction, with the breathtaking sight of the massive Royal Palace dominating the skyline. Sprawling urban regions dot the edges of the city, while the richer mansions and palaces are located further up the hill upon which stands the palace. A wonder of it's time, El Shamul has a functioning sewer system that uses the elevation of the terrain to carry waste water away from the city, thus greatly helping with the rapid expansion of the city.



Markath
Nearing the delta of the Ifrit, travellers will gaze upon the majestic statues of the 12 Halconic Guardians as they stand guard at the gates of Markath, the gem of ifrit, the city that lies on the borders of the ocean. The Holy city of the Saqquarian people, it marks the end point of the Halconic Trail, a pilgrimage that walks believers of the Halconic gods through the lenghty riversides of Saqquar. Entering the town upon the sacred trail, the road takes pilgrims through the main street of the town, adorned with temples and lush greenery to easen the last steps of the travel. Upon their succesful pilgrimage, believers are granted access into the otherwise locked Temple of the Halconics, the spiritual center of the Saqquarian religion. This massive temple has stood the test of time, and was recently renovated after the integration of Saqquar into the empire. If one wishes to explore more of Markath, they will find a maze of docks and markets that lay beside the sea or find themsevles wandering in the rich Merchant District, where the merchant guilds house their emporiums of luxury goods, and where the rich of the town have their palaces built. Whether one comes to visit the town for its wide array of luxury goods from across the known and unknown world or to cleanse themsevles of their spiritual burden, they will surely find what they are looking for in Markath.



Horqath
Bolstering the strongest fortifications in the province, Horqath was once the capital of Northern Saqquar, the kingdom which plunged the nation into a dark war for control over the scarce resources. The town lies on the river Granat, but this fact can be easely overlooked if one travels through the narrow streets of the city. The river has been funneled into a large canal running along the length of the city, actins as the beating veins of this metropolis. Smaller in size than El Shamul, Horqath makes up for this in it's grandiose nature. Slowly built into a fortress city during the eternal war, grandiose towers of dual purposes cast sahdows over the palaces that once housed the nobility and military leaders of the North Saqquar. The narrow streets run along the city in a non-uniform manner, with many small alleys and sewers connecting every parts of the city and hiding many secrets. It is a widely known secret that when one visits the black market of Horqath, they can buy just about anything as long as they have enough money. To support such an immense city, the canal contains numerous docks that are busy all around the year. Even now, decades after the eternal war, they city bears the marks of the militaristic traditions of it's former controllers.



Talayet Al Granat
Talayet Al Granat or Palace upon the river Granat is a gem of Saqquar that lies in one of the most temperate regions of the province. The city which once housed the Sultans of the old saqquar empire, Talayet is a city of great importance. Lying beside the river of Granat, this carefully planned out city stands to mock and ashame all others, even in the face of it's decay during the last years of the endless war. The city itself is divided up into two halves by the Granat: the southern side which houses the Imperial Palace (not to be confused with the Royal Palace), a gargantuan building complex which once housed all the administration required to run the old Saqquar Empire in all it's might. This side of Talayet is know as the Imperial quarters: a large walled off area, with a carefully planned street layout that houses the nobility, merchants and priests of the city.

However, the northern side is quite the constrast to the souther side. Here lies even more housing, where the majority of the city lives. If one accused Horqath for having thin streets, then one will wonder how the people of northern Talayet can get around. The cityscape reaches for the skies with buildings of immense height, and unlike the southern side that is protected by a wall, the slums on the north carry on for a long time without such restraints. The long winding streets of the southern city are house to some of the most notorious criminal organizations in Saqquar. Life is very busy in Talayet due to the size of the city, and some people have taken a great interest in controlling the trade going on around here, far from the places that the prying eyes of the guards.

Tames

The Mighty Krollan
The Krollan have been used since the earliest of Saqquar habitants as beasts of burden. These large quadrupedal mammals bear similarity to porcupines with their massive skeletonized extrusions on their back. They are excellent at carrying things thanks this thick layer of protection on their back: the sun can't harm them with it's rays, and the burden placed upon its back will not hurt the animal as it does with other beasts. The Krollan have adapted to desert life in many idfferent ways, but perhaps the most helpful for travellers is the spongy nature of their fur that sucks up water with which the beast cools itself in the scorching desert. However, as excellent as these beasts are, they can be a rare sight to see: the eternal war has severly dwindled their numbers, and the wild animals have taken a rather suspicious attitude towards humans.



The Swift Ixlicid
Riders of the swift Ixlicid are considered the most daring in Saqquar society, as taming an controlling these beasts can prove to be rather difficult. These large lizards have grown to be abnromally big - and abnormally agile. Thought they rarely leave their nests other than to hunt at night and to find mates, they are extremely fast when traversing terrain, and their natural colors make it hard to notice them. Taming an Ixlicid is an unforgiving task where the tamers have to ride the Ixlicid and stay on it until it runs out of stamina and it cna be peacefully subdued and captured for training. However, those who have tamed an Ixlicid earn the title of "Desert Daredevlis". These tamers and their mounts are viewed highly, and there are offical games where the daredevils and their tames face off against each other in competitions to test who has the best control over their steed. Hunters who favor fast steeds but aren't brave enough to risk an encounter with this beast may have to settle for a Saqquar Throroughbred instead.



The Saqquar Rhinoceros
A unique breed of rhinos only found in the Saqquar deserts, these beasts are in every way representative of the Saqquarian people: hardy and resilient, but elegant and precise in the way they do things. The rhinos of the province weren't always held in such high regards. For a long time they were viewed as pest who ate and trampled crops. It seemed like too much trouble to tame them instead of the relatively submissive Krollan. However, after some failed attempt, some cavalrymen from North Saqquar finally managed to tame some of these beasts to use as heavy cavalry. The plan worked exactly as they wanted it to, and soon the sultanates opposing Horqath had to face the charge of these heavy beasts. They became widely used as heavy cavaly during the endless war, and their status elevated from pest to royal animals. In fact, generations of selective breeding has led to the current form of the animals, which is rumored to be different from ther ancient figure. To this day, Saqquar Rhinos form the basis of the province's shock cavalry, thought in much smaller numbers than during the endless war. That said, every year during the Eternal Dawn festival, the rhinos make an appearance to vow the crowds with their elegance and strength as they travel down the roads of the capital.



The Fearsome Skarrat
"Tame" is a strong words when describing the Skarrats. They are more of a "caged beasts" that are unleashed upon attacking armies to wreak havoc in the heat of battle. These large beasts are the apex predators of Southern Saqquar, and they are one of the main reasons explorers don't venture far into the Badlands. Ther are reminiscent of large dogs, thought the large bone ornaments on their heads gives them a devilish look. They were once believed to be demons unleashed upon the earth after the heresy of El Shamul during to Crusade Era, as means to punish the humans. Nowadays they are not so mystical, but their strength and ferocity are still highly feared. However, as with all wild animals, humans have managed to tame these beasts too. There has only ever been three records of these beasts being ridden, all which came from the same era. During the golden age of Saqquar, Imam II captured a baby Skarrat during a hunting trip, which would later become his loyal companion. The beast outlived him by far, serving his son and grandson, until withering away under Imam IV, having been ridden to battle by each of these 3 royalties. The saddle of this beast named "Skyla" sadly burned down along with the Imperial Palace during the age of strife, but an accurate recreation of it can be seen in Tayalet.

The royal game of Tarvak

Tarvak is a popular dice game that is played throughout empire. Used both in gambling due to the luck factor, and in competitions thanks to the amount of brawl it needs, the Tarvak is a game that both peasants and royals play.

Rules:
Tarvak is a game easy to learn, but hard to master. Each player starts with six D8s (8 sided dice) that have the numbers 1-4 on them, with each number having two sides on the dice. Both players roll their die and then hide them from the other player, usually with their hands. Now that the dies are rolled, the game begins. The starting player states an amount of dice faces that he thinks are shared between both hands. For example, our opponent can say that "There are four 3 faces" or as we write it, 4x3. This means that he thinks that from the 12 dies, there are at least 4 that have the "3" face showing upwards. We must then decide whether we think that this statement is true or not.

In our scenario the die faces are as follows: 2x1, 1x2, 5x3, 4x4.

If we decide that the statement is true, then we must "Raise". Any statement has more value if either there are more dies involved, or if the die faces are worth more. After the 4x3 claim in this scenario, we can only say 4x4 if we wish to stay on 4 dies, otherwise we will have to state the faces of 5 dies, with any face values. Naturally this means that any statement, that says that there are x number of 4 faces, forces the opponent to raise the amount of dies that they try to guess. The only rule of "Raise" is to not lower the value, but a player can always go from 2 dies to 5, or switch from the "1" face to the "4" face in his statement.

If we decides that our opponent's statement is false, then we can "Call". When a player calls, both players reveal their hands and count the amount of faces. If there are equal or more dies with the desired face on them, then the calling player loses a dice, otherwise if there are less, then the opponent loses a dice. In our example, the opponent said 4x3 and we called, however there are 5 dies with 3 faces, 5x3. In this case we must sede a dice to the die pool for calling on a true statement. The die pool is where the lost dies are stored, and has no real impact on the game in the competition ruleset.

After a call, the round ends and the player who called will begin the next turn. Whenever a player has only one dice left, he or she will always be the one starting the round. If both players have only one die then the player who most recently lost a dice starts the turn. The game lasts until one player is out of dies, upon which the player with remaining dies wins.

It is a valid strategy to call out a true statement in a winning situation, and lose a dice in exchange for starting the next turn.

Variants:

Some variants of the game allow players to get back one of their dies if they call when there is exactly the same amount of dies with the desired faces as their opponent called. However, the tournament rulesets do not follow this variation.

Similarly, there are variants of the game where the starting player is determined by adding together the values of their dies, and the player with the higher value starts. This is usually reserved for beginners as it gives away valuable intel.

A popular variant of Tarvak is when multiple people play. In this variant the same rules apply, and the turn order goes counter clockwise.

Through the ages many other, even stranger forms of Tarvak have popped up empire wide, some of which use different dies or have vastly different rulesets or goals.