Coming back from a long absence and I find this.Color me interested. I think I'm gonna claim the bits of France and Italy that haven't been nabbed by our corporate player and declare them my own as well as parts of Africa. I'll post up a proper sheet by tomorrow.
I'm torn between preserving some of Ramika's dignity as a cool older sister type figure and having her go full ham and cheese and just start indulging her obsession by constantly throwing in English words and talking in a fake Southern/Kansai accent like the Japanese version of a weeaboo (by the way, what do you call those? my favorite names are "freeaboos" and "westaboos" :P)
"Man, that guy sure was full of himself." Goichi grumbled. Though he did kind of have a point. Besides himself nobody in this room really looked like they were much good in a fight, but he's been in enough scraps to know to never underestimate somebody based on looks.
"Well I think some introductions are in order. My name is Ramika Jamison. My interests include old Westerns and first-person shooters. I'm Okinawa born 'n raised, and I've lived in Izayoi City all my life. My dad's name is Wild Bill Jamison. It's a pleasure to meet y'all,"
"Nice to meet you Ramika, name's Goichi Goethe. Friends on occasion call me Gogo for short, but I'm sure as hell not gonna force it. I was born in Dusseldorf, but I moved to Izayoi with my mom to be closer to her family when I was ten. Dad is the famed archaeologist Gustav Goethe. Formerly a student at Izayoi U but I graduated this past season with a degree in Egyptology, so I may as well have not gone to school at all. I like ancient Egypt and I'm a massive sucker for Toku shows like Kamen Rider. I also tend to get into a lot of fights if I think somebody is getting picked on. That's actually how I ended up here now that I think about it. I have a three hundred kilogram dead-lift and uh... I'm starting to ramble right now but those seem to cover the basics. How about the rest of you?" He gestured around the room to the others who had yet to speak.
"If i could change it... I'd die instead... I'm sorry I can't do that... But i'll do the only thing I can... And find out whatever the fuck happened...! So please... Everyone... Help me find out... If not for the peace of Yosukes friend, but for your own safety! We weren't the only people hit by that thing! Other people could be alive! Maybe someone seen something before it happened! And if someone or somethings responsible, i'd like to protect other people... from the same fate..."
Goichi grinned like a madman despite the strange happenings and tragedy of recent events. This Gibson guy talked a big game and if he was willing to back it up with action then he could see them becoming fast friends. He reached out his hand to shake and said,"Gibson you can bet your ass I'm with you. I'm not just gonna stand around and let some asshole kill a young girl and get away with it. As long as we're in this consider me joined at the hip brother. I'm sure as shit not going anywhere until this bastard pays."
The entire situation still stank of something not quite right. Nothing made sense, but it felt good knowing that whoever was responsible was going to get a boot so far up his ass he'd be vomiting leather even if at the moment it was all just words. And he had to admit that Yoyo was taking it better than he had expected as well. Still the question once again came back to what the hell happened to them?
"Guys..." she said, growing a little paler. "Is anyone else injured? Do you see any blood?"
Goichi looked down at his chest and realized that he too was totally unharmed. No bumps, scrapes, bruises, or cuts. But they were stabbed. All of them. Through the heart no less. So much for finding answers.
“Were we in particularly bad shape? All the other rooms are empty.”
And just like that, any remaining good vibes from Gibson's proclamation were sucked out of him. "What do you mean empty? There's no way we'd be the only ones here. That doesn't make any sense,"he sighed, "then again its not like anything else about today has. Does anybody have an idea about our next move? I'm all for getting to the bottom of this but without any leads we're just stuck looking dumbfounded at each other. And I don't know about the rest of you but that's starting to get old for me."
Goichi's voice boomed across the hospital room and his lungs punished him for the effort. He blinked carefully in the harsh lights and tried to catch his breath from the exertion of his waking shout. He was rewarded for his efforts with a hammer blow on his chest that refused to go away. Every breath hurt, his ribs were probably cracked. He tried to remember what had caused this, but his memory didn't make any sense. He remembered something piercing The other people in the impromptu little group he was in, a flashing thing that could change direction in the air and pierced them through the hearts. Must have been a dream hallucination or something.
He pushed the thoughts from his head, instead focusing on his immediate surroundings. The strangers he had "met" earlier were here with him, but he could have sworn there was somebody missing. A girl maybe? He could have sworn there were at least two girls there, and the one he had nearly decked was accounted for. Several of them were standing now and a nurse was in the room. Time to get some answers,he thought. With a struggling wheeze he pushed himself off the bed and swung himself onto the ground, landing on his feet uneasily. He grabbed his jacket off of a hook near the bed and began to walk over to the others, the first steps unsure but slowly getting more sure as he went. He slipped the jacket onto his soldiers but decided against buttoning it up while his torso was still stuck in the industrial press. He got up to the small group clustered near the nurse and cleared his throat to speak "What the hell happened to uh..."the sentence trailing off into the ether as realization hit him.
"Oh Yoyo..."
Goichi looked at him then. He saw that there were tears in his eyes and his mouth was twisted into the kind of false, saccharine-laced, smile that only comes with bad news. He knew then, where the other girl had gone. And a rage began to build in his chest, burning him worse than the pain that already dwelt there. He knew that he had no reason to be so upset, he hardly knew the girl, didn't even know what got her let alone everyone who was still standing here. It could have been an auto accident, a truck whose breaks failed or something. There was no reason to think it was premeditated or that there was even a person to hold accountable. All he had was a gut feeling and he'd acted on less than that in the past. It was enough for Goichi to be sure that when he found whoever it was that did this to them he was going to tear them limb from limb. Enough to know that there was not a single force in the goddamned world that would get between him and whoever it was that was responsible.
"My god."In the end, for all his bravado and righteous fury, they were the only words that would come out of his mouth. There would be time for talk of revenge and justice and all kinds of theatrical crap like them later. For now they just needed to know what happened. "Does anybody know how we even got here? I remember getting stabbed by a flying...thing but it all seems so weird and nothing makes sense."
Haha! Surprising everyone I am actually still alive and well! I'll be posted at a far more regular schedule now, just had some junk that needed to be cleared up. Sorry about that though guys.
In other news Goichi isn't exactly the talkinest type at the moment, and I swear it has nothing to do with me just not sure where to push things because of my absence. No sirree.
Goichi rubbed his temples and sat up, getting his face off the sweltering ground. He glanced around him trying to regain his bearings. The Lemon guy was starting to stir again so he scooted away towards the others who by and large seemed to have ignored him. He couldn't exactly blame them, this entire situation just screamed out absurd from all angles. Also most of these people looked like they were still in high school, he'd be totally out of place among them. Maybe it would be better if he just left quietly...
"Hey! What was going on there guys? Sorry if i'm butting in or anything! Names Gibson! Gibson Ves Hawkin! Nice to meetcha! None of you are hurt right? I've a few more ramune if anyones thirsty! Might take some of the pain away! Hahah!"
His trepidation was immediately worn away by the taste of dirt and bits of asphalt that were still lingering in his mouth from when he ate the ground just moments before. The offer of a fine beverage immediately lifted Goichi's spirits, and he decided to give this group of wackadoodles and fellow fashion pioneers a chance.
"Why thank you sir," Goichi said reaching out for one of the drinks, "Name's Goichi. Goichi Goethe. Professional unemployed and defender of justice, or at least an attempted one." he chuckled wryly scratching the back of his head.
He glanced at the cheery fellow with the tall hat and stroked his beard deeply in contemplation. He also spared a quick peak at the younger group, but decided it better to get to know the strangers who were closer to his age. "Hey pops, do I know you from somewhere?" he inquired, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he had just moments ago spoken his name. Must have been the fall he reckoned. Scrambled up his thoughts something fierce. "You sure look awful familiar, I just can't pin down where I've seen you before"
The Le'shi resemble nothing so much as vaguely humanoid Gila Monsters. They are distinctly bestial, retaining their full tails, venomous bite, and keeping a notable slouch to their posture. Their skin has a beaded texture and is normally a mottled combination of black/green and yellow. They are a large race, even with their slouch they tend to stand at least a head higher than most races and are heavily muscled. They are capable of incredible bursts of strength and speed but are in general slower in the long run and more ponderous than most races.
Le'shi are hardly sexually dimorphic and most other races have difficulty telling the two sexes apart. They are cold blooded and are therefore very sensitive to temperature shifts which has been a major contributor for the race remaining in its arid homeland. While not a particularly dumb race, the Le'shi are not exactly a race of geniuses either. There seems to be some correlation between magical aptitude and intelligence among the Le'shi which may explain how the hierarchy of their species came to be.
The most notable thing about the Le'shi beyond their impressive bulk is their powerful magic users. Magic users are an order of magnitude rarer in Le'shi society than in most other places, but for the fast breeding reptiles this is somewhat offset. Le'shi magic users form the secular and religious rulers of their society from the lowliest Le'shi medicine man all the way up to the mighty priest-kings, if they are in a place of holy authority they wield the powerful magics of the Le'shi.
Location
American Southwest around Arizona/New Mexico extending down into bits of Northern Mexico.
General Introduction
In the lands stretching from the southern edge of the Rocky Mountains in the north, the Grand Canyon in the west, and loosely following the Rio Grande southwards into the northern tip of Mexico sit the mighty confederacy of the Le'Shi. The Confederacy is a loose collection of the many sovereign theocratic kingdoms of the reptilian Le'Shi. At the head of each sits a great Priest-King, the strongest mage within their Kingdom, who wear the twin hats of ruler and demigod. While Kingdoms occasionally war against one another, all come to the holy city of Chitdol-Asiba to reconcile their grievances before the Priest-King who has been chosen by God and Le'shi to sit as the arbiter of disputes and leader of all in times of trouble. The Le'Shi themselves are a large and intimidating race of rippling muscle and venomous jaws, but the lack of essential resources has kept them largely stuck in the Bronze Age as if to counter their natural strength.
History
(You can ignore this part for now because the game's setting is ambigious at the beginning. Once it took shape you can work on your background more. Albeit if your General Intro already covers the history we need you can just skip this)
Government and Society
The Le'shi is not technically a singular nation but instead a confederacy of many kingdoms all united by their common race, customs, and religion. All Kingdoms are theocratic and ruled by a Priest-king who is the most powerful mage within that Kingdom and therefore the closest one of all to the realm of the gods. The various Priest-Kings all rule from the Holy City of Chitdol-Asiba. To determine which Priest-King leads the confederacy at a given time, every five years a tournament is held where the various priest-kings all bring forth their greatest champions to do battle. The champion who reigns victorious determines which Priest-King takes Primacy over all others.
The culture of the Le'shi is highly regimented and tradition bound. The Le'shi practice a soft caste system. There are no specific rules about what a Le'shi does with their life, but a family based guild system ensures that the chances of a Le'shi changing its course in life is rare at best. The major industries of the Le'shi are all based around individual families. They are also heavily steeped in ritual, with elaborate ceremonies for everything from hunting, marriage, warfare, and even the act of writing texts. Being theocratic the Confederacy is also deeply religious and every household has at least one shrine to the local nature deities that keep them safe or ensure good harvests or what have you.
Religion is the cornerstone of Le'shi society. Their faith is animist in nature, they believe that everything animate or inanimate has a spirit known as a Kachina. Some Kachina are obviously more powerful than others and could be considered deities in their own right such as the great mountains and the Sun who are worshiped universally by all Le'shi for they are considered the givers of life to the cold blooded reptiles. Kachina are said to reside in the underworld, a realm where newborn Le'shi souls come from and dead Le'shi souls return to and is also considered to be the origin of Le'shi magics. Religious rituals are based around appeasing the local Kachina to gain favor or right wrongs that a village or kingdom may have caused. To represent Kachina in ritual, the priests of the Le'shi wear elaborate costumes and masks in an attempt to channel the Kachina into the mortal plane. Those with magical powers are considered to be "between" worlds and therefore better able to communicate with and channel the powers of the spirits. The Priest-Kings, being the most powerful mages, are therefore also considered to be the holiest members of society and are themselves worshiped like minor deities by the Le'shi.
While lacking in precious resources the Confederation has access to large amounts of materials to make incredibly vivid dyes and so Le'shi clothing is brightly colored. Colors are not attached to any social significance but the numbers of colors are. Common farmers for example only wear clothing of one color, normally purple as the insect that is ground up to make purple dye is considered a major pest that attacks crops, whereas the Priest-Kings' outfits could only be described as technocolor vomit. While not ones for paintings, the Le'shi make elaborate statues of wood, bone, and stone of the local Kachina. The greatest of all of these statues are known as the Dueling Twins, avatars of the Sun and the Stars who are considered to be in an endless battle with one another over control of the Earth. These statues are locked in battle and form the arch that all must walk under when entering the Holy City of Chitdol-Asiba.
There are two distinct styles of Architecture within the Confederacy. Those who live in the open lands live in Pueblos of a few hundred to several thousand in the largest cases. These communities are normally made of Adobe as there is a shortage of stone or wood in these areas. The cities that live closer to the great mountains are made in a similar manner, though are done so with stone. The holy city of Chitdol-Asiba is one such city with strong basalt walls protecting the Priest-Kings who rule from what could only be called a great pyramid at the heart of the city.
Economy & Industry
The Confederacy lacks a distinct economic slant to it; many goods are produced, traded for, and consumed. Their homeland is arid and resource poor so metals, especially iron, are the most common import the Le'shi require. Their primary export are the many vivid dyes made from materials unique to the region. Le'shi dyes are well regarded as the best in the region in both vibrance and variety. The currency of the Le'shi is the he'le, a bronze coin (copper and tin being some of the only metals that exist in abundance within their lands) that is circular with a square hole stamped through the center. Instead of purses Le'shi keep their currency on long strings which hang from their belts. The denominations of he'le go up by twelves with 1, 12, 24, 48, and 144 he'le coins existing.
Military Overview
The military of the Confederacy is a highly divided and decentralized thing. There is no central military structure, and in many Kingdoms there is not even a dedicated military class. Instead when times of war come the Local Priest-King calls a summons for War Parties from all of his subservient villages. Individual War Parties can be anywhere from a handful to hundreds of individuals depending on the size and wealth of a village or city being called. The calling of every War Party in the Confederacy by the currently ruling Priest-King is an incredibly rare thing and only occurs when a threat massive enough to affect the survival of all Le'Shi rises. In such a dire event nearly ten thousand warriors could be rallied for battle, with likely twice that in lesser militias made up of War Parties from lesser settlements without real training.
The level of training and equipment of these warriors is also highly variable. Many War Parties are simply made up of any able bodied males the village can gather, while those of the Priest-Kings' own cities are often individuals who have dedicated their lives to the arts of battle. The lesser War Parties are primarily used as skirmishers and missile troops, using their lives spent on the hunt to their advantage while the true warriors clash in the open field. Light infantry are traditionally armed with Bronze headed spears(Often the same ones used on the hunt) and a small round shield made of wood and leather. Heavy infantry wield massive war clubs made of hard wood and bronze or large forward curving swords in one hand, and a tower shield in the other. More elite units, such as the retinue of a Priest-King or his generals, may even wear heavy armor made from splints of Bronze. Otherwise troops go into battle largely unarmored. Missile Troops carry the same Greatbows used to hunt huge game. Made for the large Le'Shi, these bows have a draw weight few other races could handle and fling arrows longer than a man's arm. Highly effective in the hands of trained archers, they are not used as volley weapons.
Mages are both a constant and a massive rarity on the battlefield. The only members of a Le'shi War Party capable of using magic are the leaders, normally a Priest-King and his handful of generals. While the magics wielding by these individuals are a terrifying sight to behold, they are few in number and can only do so much to act as a force multiplier especially considering they are such high-value targets. Combat magic normally revolves around the aspects of the two greatest deities of the Le'shi: The Mountain and the Sun. Blinding beams of light, the ability to make the ground tremble, and hurl great chunks of stone are all in a Priest-King or general's playbook.