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Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The Cindorayi Republic, Population: 199, Year 28 IL, Age of the Quarter Moon

"What if picked leader weak or dumb or not glorious!?", Hof exclaims, pointing at the Cindorayi that are being used to show the voting process and then acts out the opposite of the traits used to describe Dud.

@Elitestpotato

"Then Cindorayi are not smart for picking them." Ekatyrina smiled. "If most of Cindorayi pick leader, she must be strong, smart and glorious, or otherwise they would not pick her." "Fighting over leadership," she said, gesturing to the others, "weakens tribes. If we pick and do not fight, we remain strong."

Sonya whispered in her ear, and her eyes widened. She nodded, and said. "Sonya suggests that you follow us for the Luna Celebration. It is to start tonight, in the main city. There will be much food, singing, dance, and music. You can then return to your people and then tell them what you have learned."

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The Kingdom of the Cindorayi, Population: 156, Year: 77

Rajah sat thoughtfully for a moment before continuing. He was seated upon his stone chair, placed inside a tent made from some kind of woven fabric, as his guards stood to either side of the prisoner restrained with rope on the floor.

"Since the dawn of time, the Cindorayi have been ruled by the Perumal imperial line, of which I am the seventeenth. Your ancestors broke with us, and scattered from the fallen star to create your own societies. I have every intention of rectifying that mistake. Before long, the so-called 'republic' you claim to belong to will be crushed under the tracks of this kingdom, and we will finally aspire to our true goal: that of empire."

Kseniya shifted in her rope bindings. She was cut and bruised from the king's guards, who punished her every outburst and insult. She was of a strong will, however, and continued to resist.

"I have never heard of such a thing," she spat. "And now I see why my ancestors left to the west, with such a cruel man claiming to be their overlord. Luna will bring another crystal star to destroy you and return justice."

"Crystal, you say?" Rajah laughed. "My dear, you have provided me with all the information I need to know." He gestured to his guards, and they tightened the noose around her neck. He watched stoically as she choked and struggled, and when she finally expired he rose.

"Bring the warriors. It is time to reclaim the crystal."

As the guards rushed out, Rajah strode to a nearby stone pedestal, the only other thing of note in the tent, upon which rested a strange shaped metallic object, which bore in it a diamond-shaped hole, as if something was meant to go there. He passed his fingers over it and smiled.

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Animal Husbandry: 3/5
Wheel: 2/4
Copper Working: 2/8

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

<Snipped quote by Joegreenbeen>

Like Israel basically. The coast is pretty fertile and this is where the vast majority of Arsuron live. Its very rough, rocky, many cliffs and bluffs. There's lots of grasslands, some small wooded areas in the mountains and cliffs with thin ceder forests. As you go further west it gets more dry, like a savannah with lots of tall grasses an fewer trees. Then its just pure desert until the mountains.

@Nerevarine

I'm basically in western Russia. Cold-ish, with trees upon trees upon trees, extending into Ukrainian-like plains in the east and a small patch in the west.

@orangebox and @mathionx, if I don't see any posting from you guys (or an explanation for your absence) I'm going to have to remove you from the player list.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The relevant species have been added to the list, with some parts shortened for conciseness.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Thanks, Neruu.

Apologies on not noticing you mentioning them, Father Dagon. They're fine, as I said before you don't have to wait for approval from me unless they are huge or have strange abilities. Will add them and the Ogurks and Jeks tonight.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

So, is there any chance we can get @Neruu's Ogurks and the Northern version of them, the Jeks added to the list of wildlife?

@Elitestpotato

If I can get a description, sure. I haven't been told anything about them, just that they exist.

Age of Rebirth (Post WW3)

I'm thinking about posting. Thinking very, very hard.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

@Mihndar Rajah returns!

For those not familiar, Rajah was a (the?) infamous leader of Mihndar's race in the older Civ RP. It might not come out to be the same here, but the name has a significant history.

@Aweirdgamer

Yes, I figured you at least would take interest in that. They were an imperial line, all named the same but with a different Roman numeral. There will be significant reference to the old RP (mostly for my own amusement) in regards to his character. I've set up the Kingdom of the Cindorayi to more or less be the "bad guys" of the RP to throw a wrench into the gears of interspecies politics here and there. They, much like the empire of the past are harshly xenophobic and will stop at nothing to take over the Republic and enslave/kill other races.

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

I believe that one day, one fabled day, far in the future or maybe a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, @Skepic will post.

Or maybe even daresay @Willy Vereb

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The Cindorayi Republic, Population: 186, Year 26 IL, Age of the Quarter Moon

@Elitestpotato

"I was chosen." said Ekatyrina in response. To illustrate what she meant, the other Cindorayi gathered around her in a circle and pointed, as if picking, at her. "The Cindorayi pick amongst all the members of their race who they want to be the leader. Whoever is chosen by more than half wins." This time Sonya stepped into the circle, and roughly 80% pointed at Ekatyrina and 20% at Sonya, showing how it worked.

When it was finished, Sonya said, "The chief is selected by us so that they work for us, not themselves."

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Nadya quietly gestured at the teskur in the distance, blissfully grazing. Her party of hunters had traveled farther east than ever before, in pursuit of new and more exciting game. She and the others with her, riding on their hawkynders, drew arrows and fitted them to their bows, drawing back and then firing in quick succession. The four arrows flew gracefully and struck the teskur in the side. It bellowed, and prepared to charge at them, but it had only taken a few steps forward when another volley struck it in its face and it fell to the ground, dead. Nadya cheered, and the others tugged at their improvised stirrups and rode forward to collect their prize.

A peculiar sensation came over her as she began to follow, and she hesitated. Something wasn't right.

In that brief moment of hesitation, an enormous net fell from the trees around the three other hunters, and entangled them and their hawkynder mounts. Out of the surrounding trees from all sides came other Cindorayi which Nadya had never seen before, who charged forth with knives and spears of a shiny, brownish material. Realizing that she could not fight so many, she turned around and urged her hawkynder as fast as possible back to the village. Two of the attacking warriors stood prepared with their spears, but she let fly an arrow which killed one. The other warrior, seeing her pull another arrow from her quiver, jumped out of the way of her path.

And so Nadya escaped the ambush set for her hunting party, and rode swiftly back to inform Ekatryina and the council of the news: the final group of Cindorayi had been found, and their intentions were clearly not benign.

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Stone tools: 8/8
Animal Husbandry: 3/5
Wheel: 1/4
Copper Working: 1/8

The Kingdom of the Cindorayi, Population: 142 (one casualty from combat), Year: 76

"Wake up." a Cindorayi male voice said gruffly, slapping Kseniya in the face.

Kseniya regained consciousness dazedly, trying to make sense of her surroundings. Her hands and feet were tied behind her, and she and the other two members of Nadya's hunting party were tied similarly. In front of her, atop a throne fashioned from stone, sat a man with a crown of the same brownish, shiny material which was embedded with moon crystals. Two guards, also male, stood to either side of him, one evidently having been the one who slapped her in the face.

"Who... who are you?" she managed to pronounce.

The man on the throne smiled. "Who am I?"

"I am your ruler. I always have been, and I will always be. You may call me... Rajah."

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

Alright, my spankin bankin new keyboard is here and working fine! Post will hopefully be up sooner than originally anticipated!

@Skepic

Glorious~