Darkraven

A New Age - Ancient Era NRP

It actually is already limited to continual contact. Maybe I didn't phrase myself properly. I meant that you'll need continual contact to become a Daemonrexiac. I'd say the point of no return is around 2 weeks, and within anything between a month to two, the process would be complete.

A New Age - Ancient Era NRP

lol

Also, I've decided to rename my Pit Lords as Nephilims, for obvious reasons :)

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Oh, sorry for calling your pond a lake - I mean your sea a lake :D.

Don't worry about it, the Daemonrexa won't know your nation's name. It's just an indication of what they will think of whoever lives there.

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It would have been tens of thousands of years ago. Your civilisation would not likely have formed then, but your ancestors would have been there, I believe? Living in a house next to a reddish lake would have high property value, I'm sure. If the Daemonrexa were to return to that place, they would just likely associate your civilisation with those mythological figures at first glance :).

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Okay, in the meantime, since your nation is so close to the dominion... Would this be acceptable?

Devaldis-Spes - Qanaxma: Contact in mythology eons ago, with the ancestors of the Daemonrexa forming unions with their people before and after their expulsion (which might be one reason for their expulsion), and after their expulsion, went to war with some villages and tribes from that region before migrating south. As such, mythologically and by popular opinion, the Qanaxma are both friend and foe, passionate lovers and equally passionate enemies.

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Oh okay, but anything exposed to Daemonrexa will mutate into a hybrid between the two species. This includes animals and plants. It would be interesting to see what would happen once constant contact is established.

The Daemonrexa are a cousin species to the Tarix-Na. Due to mutations eons ago, they are able to exchange DNA with other living organisms. While their own DNA has eventually stabilised after enough exchange with humans, it's not so much for other species- and Daemonrexa continues to mutate them. This is done through pheromones, particles, physical contact, consumption of their food, mental marking, with each new factor introduced hastening the process. Within weeks, a human or elf would become a Daemonrexiac.

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

November 3rd, 9:10pm, Street, Southwest Missouri

Valentina stumbled her way back to Dominic's Gas An' Go', feeling weaker with every step. Afraid that she might draw the biters towards her if she fired anymore shots, she decided to hide from them whenever they wandered her way instead. The young girl was good at that, better than she would ever be at fighting the corpses.

Memory played less of a role than instinct when she retraced her steps back to the small grocery store. When she finally made it back, passing through the familiar glass doors that no longer slid on its own accord anymore, she did not felt as much relief as she should, but was instead faint.

Dylan, who had been keeping watch in near-darkness, with only a small lamp sitting beside the chair he was sitting on providing very little illumination, was alarmed when Valentina came in alone. "Where's Ivy?" He questioned the girl curtly, but as soon as Valentina came closer to the light, he knew that something was wrong. Valentina looked horrible- with sticky blood crusting in the trails they made, drying on her hair. Had her clothes been of a different colour other than black, it would have been dyed red along with her blonde hair.

Valentina did not seem to notice Dylan. Instead, she hovered closer to the light, as if a moth, and collapsed into a rough sitting position, resting on the sides of her knees, her legs parallel. Running out of energy, her eyes began to feel heavy. She wavered, and before long, she collapsed. Dylan caught her before she hit the floor - afraid that she might reopen her wounds or make new ones. Seeing Valentina that way broke his heart - bringing him back to when he himself lost his family. Before, she seemed tough just like any other survivor, but now she seemed vulnerable, and fragile, as if a little knock might shatter her bones.

As if cradling his own baby in his arms, Dylan carried Valentina into the room where she was kept, careful not to bump her against the door frame as he passed through. Laying her down on the cot, the man hurriedly backed out of the room to take a water canteen and first aid box before going back in. Wetting a hankerchief with water, he proceeded to wipe her face clean of the blood and filth that covered it, trying his best not to aggravate the head wounds around her face. With those, he dabbed them carefully, trying to keep them clean. He swapped cloths regularly to keep things sanitised. With her hair, he used a tub of water.

As Dylan was undressing the girl and using a wet towel to bathe her (even this treatment would be considered a luxury), Valentina was roused from her sleep by the feeling of cold water, and as her eyes fluttered open and saw what Dylan was doing to her. How she was suddenly topless frightened her, as she has had bad experiences before, and Valentina struggled against Dylan, thinking that he wanted to make love with her. "Hey kid! Relax!" Dylan exclaimed in surprise as he didn't notice that Valentina was awake until she started flinging her arms around. Grabbing hold of her wrists, he tried to make her stop, "I'm just cleaning you up!"

The girl stopped, not because she believed Dylan but because she was too tired and in pain to resist him - even when she was healthy, she would never be able to beat an adult in a game of strength. "And I'm going to patch you up." Dylan continued, trying to use the sound of his voice, the sincerity, to make her believe.

Valentina did not know what to think, but instead kept silent. Dylan continued wiping her body. For a moment, there was awkward silence until he decided to break it, "I used to have a daughter." He said to Valentina, trying to let her in, so that perhaps she could trust him better, and what better way than to let her know that he had once been a father? "I used to bathe her every night." Another moment of awkward silence. Valentina wasn't used to conversations anymore. Then something clicked inside her.

"What happened to your daughter?" She asked, curious as she did not see any kid other than herself around. Valentina shivered as the cold water on her evaporated. It was her turn to be met with silence, and she began to think that she had said something wrong.

"She's in a better place now." Dylan replied after a pause.

"Oh." Valentina turned her face away, suddenly ashamed of having asked such a question even though she was unsure why. Wrapping and fastening a bandage around her head, Dylan did not say anything else, though he was a little offended by the question, he forgave her immediately, and did not show it.

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Cosmic Fury said
Neutral----- A fair amount of exploration has likely taken place within the northern parts of the region. However, the far southern reaches have proven too inclement for the Ralgons to stay for long, regardless of how well the natives might have treated them. The local pirates didn't help the unfriendly nature of the place, despite the lack of trouble they ended up causing the Ralgons. Thus far, no treaties have been signed between this nation and the Ralgons.

Do note that the pirates are human beings though. Only a very rare few would be Daemonrexa, as their society does not condone taking away anyone's free will. That said, any Daemonrexa pirates would likely have struck terror in any human nations, as they can be... shall we say... Demented :D.

Hmm for the exploration expeditions, the Daemonrexa would have indeed treated them very well... very, very well indeed :). You might even add that some members of these expeditions might even have stayed on, becoming Daemonrexiacs (humans mutating into Daemonrexa-Human hybrids due to weeks of exposure to them).

Also, I'll update the foreign relations thing to this accordingly.

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Aristo said
Damn, they must be freezing. Unless they're naturally furry people.

No, they do wear winter clothing if they need to get out of their subterranean lava cities :D

Also, Alf, the border you drew for me looks funny :D I hope it won't be copied into the latest map.

Then relations... Devaldis-Spes was once an isolated nation in the southpole with the only contact through trade with small coastal villages, but has only in recent decades expanded out thanks in part to aggressive and criminal human activities. That said, its relations are as followed:

Devaldis-Spes - Tarixis-Narikuli: Contact in mythology eons ago, forming a breakaway people. Mythologically and by popular opinion, the Daemonrexa believes Tarixis-Narikuli to be the evil scum of the world.
Devaldis-Spes - Palmydia: No contact.
Devaldis-Spes - Ralgon: Seen but unmet. Will soon be sending a diplomat.
Devaldis-Spes - Vyrndar: No contact.
Devaldis-Spes - Isbis: Seen but unmet. Will soon be sending a diplomat.
Devaldis-Spes - Yul: Seen but unmet. Will soon be sending a diplomat.
Devaldis-Spes - Xai Qian: No contact.
Devaldis-Spes - Helcore: No contact.
Devaldis-Spes - Naqah: No contact.
Devaldis-Spes - Crayven: No contact.

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lol darn I think I better look around me while I try to sleep tonight...

Anyway, I think my nation is shaping up just fine. Looks like it's going to be very interesting... Muah hahaha!

Anyway, is it just me or is Hounderhowl's map a little... ancient/worn?