Trystan

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Hider

Founding Son
It is said that the Greatfather's six sons were miraculously born one after another for six days. On the third day, there was a terrible storm, and it was then that Seolh was born, dark-haired and with a cold, scowling aspect. The lessons passed down through stories regarding Seolh's boyhood mostly regard lessons of kindness and mercy the Greatfather imparted to his wicked son that are used today -- It is through the story of Seolh and the Elk the Born learn that game tracked during a hunt should be killed by opening its throat, as a long and cruel death would spoil its meat. Through the story of Seolh and the Turtle, the Born base their belief that turtles were given shells by the valkyries because they were too slow to escape Seolh, who meant to eat them all to have less competition for fishing. Most famously, Seolh is known for being bested by his youngest brother Eshkag in a duel of strength, and in his rage, blinding him with a sharp stick. For this, Seolh was cast out to the harshest sliver of Magnar in the western isles, while Eshkag was allowed to remain in the Greatfather's care. Aside from his connotation with cruelty and malice, Seolh is frequently depicted as a seal, or as a warrior who rides a seal -- The depiction is one based in ancient runes, which are largely unclear. Seolh is associated with seals, the ocean, storms, and the color black. He is said to live in an upside-down tower at the bottom of the sea with Skyrra, surrounded by Old Seolhi.

Realm History
• After Seolh was exiled to the Western Isles, he took Shebalog's eldest daughter Skyrra the Sea-Witch as his bride, defeating her undead retinue of drowned guardsmen and taking her and her husband's tower for himself. This angered Skyrra's former husband Oqtos the Deep, a son of Shebalog and ferryman of drowned sailors. Seolh and Oqtos would go on to battle, with Seolhi besting him once again and severing each of his eight arms. His victory was a Pyrrhic one, however, as Oqtos' arms were magically bonded to the eight great islands within Seolh's domain. With his death, the islands which are now called Old Seolhi sank into the sea, killing many under Seolh's rule and erasing his vassal's ability to grow food. In order to provide for the kingdom he had usurped, Seolh struck a deal with the Seal King -- a mythological figure whose underwater domain had been stolen by Oqtos and Skyrra -- that Seolh's firstborn son with Skyrra would marry the Seal King's firstborn daughter, bridging their kingdoms together, and that in return the seals would help his people survive without farms. The Seal King accepted his offer, and the Clan Seolhi, men with the blood of the Seolhi, Skyrra, and the Seal King was brought into the world.

• During the Age of Iron, the Seolhi isles recovered from their inability to farm by subsiding completely off of the sea, even living in their boats year-round. During this time, the first Seal-Chariots were created, as well as the first use of Seolhi-domesticated seals as hunting animals. Slowly, Magnarians delving into their mines discovered that they had come across a material stronger than stone, and the Age of Iron began. As the Seolhi soon found out, their seaside hills and mountains were almost completely barren of iron, and their mines had been totally depleted within a generation, while the rest of Magnar was rich with iron they used to craft axes and swords. Accordingly, the Seolhi began to trade what little goods they had for iron, and when even this became infeasible, they transitioned into a culture of raiding, widening the distance between themselves and who they knew as "Dryfolk". Most of the Seolhi wars during the Age of Iron involve one Seolhi Chief or another proclaiming themselves Master of the Sea, and sinking the ships of those who they saw as invaders. This cultural practice of piracy continues to this day.

• The Age of Steel saw an improvement in the metallurgy of the rest of Magnar, increasing the power gap between the Seolhi raiders, who armed themselves with stolen iron weapons, and the Bornic defenders, who now had steel and stone fortifications. In a way, this widening power gap served to devolve the Seolhi -- They began to practice slavery, for instance, and returned to speaking Old Seolhi as a way of distancing themselves from their Magnarian brethren. Seolhi culture continuED to evolve under Thalasan invasion, with many Seolhi beginning to sail to far-away bits of Magnar to hide in the seas, docking by coasts at night to hunt. The invention of the Wandering Seolhi did not go against the grain of Seolhi culture, a people who believed that the entire ocean was their dominion, and so more and more Seolhi began to live away from the isles, raiding, trading, and toiling for survival along the coasts of Magnar, setting up pockets of territory Dryfolk were unable to safely keep to themselves.

• By now, the Seolhi are the most primitive of the six kingdoms, but arguably the most feared. They are an almost alien culture to other Magnarians, who speak a different language, eat a different food, and interpret ancient religious texts differently. While they are not without reason, their tried and true inability to hold land away from the shores has made them less of a feared kingdom than they believe, and more of a regional threat.

Realm Seat: The capital keep of your realm where the clans of chiefs have lived for a long, long time.
Realm Boundaries/Location

Realm Chief: The realms trace their history back to the six sons of the Greatfather, and the chief of the realm is a direct descendant of one of the original six sons.
Chief's Biography: May be combined with Realm History.

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Glad to see ya'll here. I'm putting up a WIP sheet in the Characters tab, feel free to put applications here or PM them to me. Googer, having written the setting, is auto-accepted.

Magnar

OOC can be found here!

@ElRey814 Realistic fiction. The world operates somewhat using the Rule of Cool, but there is no outright magic you can see, point at, and go "that's magic." For instance, I'm playing a peoples who have domesticated seals, who coordinate them in a way real-world seals could not feasibly be trained. Doesn't exactly hold up to Magic Missile on the fantasy scale, but it doesn't hold up to Danish medieval realism either.

Valar Morghulis: A Game of Thrones Roleplay

House Arryn WIP

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House Arryn of the Eyrie is one of the Great Houses of Westeros, and is the principal noble house in the Vale of Arryn. Their main seat is the Eyrie, which is considered impregnable, as well as their winter castle at the Gates of the Moon, which was once their main seat. Both of these fortifications sit astride the Giant's Lance, the tallest mountain in the Vale, the Gates of the Moon at its foot, the Eyrie at its top. The Arryns of the Eyrie have a collection of distant relatives located throughout the Vale. Although much poorer than the ruling Arryns, aside from the Arryns of Gulltown, the lesser branches are proud due to their name and heritage.

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the Vale can raise perhaps as many as forty-five thousand men, and is roughly equal in military strength to the North and Dorne. The Vale also has a fleet, which counts hundreds of ships at Gulltown alone.

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For the prominent members of your household.

Lord Somebody

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Self-explanatory. Please detail the recent history of your house here, up until the present date, 370AC.

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If your house has any important relations with other houses outside of your own region, you may detail the nature of these relations here.

House TBC 2

Example information about relations between House TBC and TBC 2 here.

Ser Beric the Burned

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Ser Beric Hightower

• Ser Beric the Burned (The Reach)
• The Bagfaced Knight (The Seven Kingdoms)
• Beric the Babe (Formerly)

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There are few knights in Westeros' history that have garnered reputations like that of Beric Hightower. He is a folk hero in some villages and a tall tale in others, though his name finds its way into lands he has never stepped foot in all the same. Beric is a prodigious swordsman who was dubbed Beric the Babe at thirteen, who has since dedicated the majority of his waking hours to scouring the Reach of banditry and crime. Although he is a skilled combatant, he is easily more well-known for the disfiguring facial burns he suffered -- though their origin seems to change from place to place -- and the linen sack he wears to hide his face. To most, Beric is a half-mad laughing stock, while some see through his eccentricities and recognize his martial skill. Regardless, Beric continues to illicit starkly divided opinions everywhere he goes, though fewer and fewer are kind as he ages.

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• Beric Hightower is born with his umbilical cord around his neck, which many blame for his strange behavior. As an infant, he does not cry, laugh, smile, or respond to provocation of any kind. Most assume he is deaf and dumb, or more optimistically, deaf and shy. He learns to read remarkably quickly, although he continues to exhibit strange behavior throughout his childhood -- Beric compulsively stacks and lines up the toys in his room, tears off his clothes and runs about the Hightower nude, and strangest of all, does not speak a word. Servants and retainers jape that he is a changeling in whispers for years.

• A week after his seventh nameday, as a reward for behaving himself during the High Septon's visit to the Hightower, Beric accompanies his father to preside over two knights dueling, and speaks for the first time, requesting he become a knight. His stunned father agrees, and makes him his personal squire. Beric takes to swordsmanship with an almost concerning speed, and after three years, has surpassed his father's swordsmanship and requires two tutors. As his mannerisms have improved under his newfound tutelage, his father encourages his training wholeheartedly. Beric abandons all other interests in favor of learning more about knighthood, training from the moment the sun hits the sky to the moment it leaves, while studying books of technique procured from the Citadel by candlelight at night. His speech improves, though he is still a remarkably quiet boy.

• By thirteen, Beric has become a prodigy whose talents are somewhat well-known in the Reach, spending his days beating knights into the dirt for sparse audiences of smallfolk watching across the waters of Oldtown. Beric now requires four tutors -- two knights, a sellsword, and a Braavosi swordsman -- to satiate his obsessive focus on training and improving his technique. For the constant toll on his body training takes, Beric sleeps remarkably little, waking up at the crack of dawn with little comforts throughout the day but breaks for rest. Beric attends a tournament at Highgarden to celebrate the birth of Leo Tyrell, where he wins the Squire's Tourney and is knighted by Quentin Tyrell, who dubs him Beric the Babe. Sensing an opportunity to further ally his house with the Hightowers, Quentin then requested Beric's attendance as a Knight of Highgarden, perhaps the greatest honor for any knight of the Reach, to guard his newborn son Leo. Within a fortnight, Beric's life changes from that of a prodigious squire to Ser Beric of Highgarden. Unable to bring his four tutors, Beric begins training with the Hightower guards.

• Aside from being Leo Tyrell's bodyguard, Beric has become Captain of the Guard during his tenure at Highgarden by the time he is twenty. However, this is not without provoking the ire of many Tyrells and their retainers, including Cassana Tyrell, who has grown fearful of him -- His obsessive training is a stark contrast to the restrained, manicured culture of Highgarden, and he has accidentally killed one guardsman during a bout of sparring. Furthermore, Beric is almost entirely without tact, chafing at the knightly duties of court, frequently speaking too little and out of turn, and being well-known as an unwelcoming Captain of the Guard to those visiting Highgarden. Cassanna chooses Ser Alec Fossoway as the knight Leo will become a page for, a knight known for his courtly nature and wisdom, and dismisses Beric. Having devoted a great deal of his identity to knighthood by now, Beric refuses to return to the comfort of the Hightower, and begins life as a hedge knight.

• Beric takes the young Damon Swann as a squire during his travels, teaching him as much as he can impart. During this time Beric becomes known as Beric the Bedless, a wandering vehicle of law within the Reach, the Marches, and the Westerlands, killing slews of bandits and thieves. When he is six-and-twenty, Beric and Damon are spotted by Red Rickard, the leader of a small company of sellswords and highwaymen, whose father was killed five years prior by Beric. They are followed in secret as they set up camp for the night, and are set upon with nets and chains as they slept. Beric and Damon are beaten until sunrise, with Rickard finishing the deed by dragging the still-chained Beric into the smoldering remnants of the campfire, face-first. Though the company leaves them to die, Beric manages to wiggle his way to freedom before he can burn to death. Damon Swann manages to free himself and Beric from their restraints, and robs a passing farmer of his horse to carry the dying Beric to Oldtown. Lord Hightower knights Damon for this, and begins sending for every manner of healer gold can buy.

• It has taken scores of maesters, hedge wizards, and maegi from Asshai, but after two years, Beric has healed enough to live life outside of his bedchamber, though that is the furthest thing from his wishes -- He is left horribly disfigured by his healing, causing several servants who cannot stand the sight of him to leave Oldtown in the night, one by one. In order to avoid offending his family members within the Hightower, both through blood and marriage, Beric begins to experiment with methods of hiding his malformity. He initially wears a helm at all times, though his skin is too sensitive to sustain this for long, and then tries wearing a scarf and cowl, though he finds them too easily displaced by wind. Eventually, Beric would settle on the face he would wear for the rest of his life; A simple burlap sack, with two holes cut out for his eyes. Beric would go on to eat, bathe, and attend to his burn wounds in absolute privacy, far from the remaining Hightower servants.

• Finding that he had grown rusty after his years of healing, Beric hires seven more tutors to assist his training. He continues with his usual day-and-night regimen of training for two years until accidentally killing one of his tutors during a spar, resulting in the remaining six leaving his service. Realizing that his mutilation has caused him to grow obsessive and fearful of the outside world, Beric disembarks from the Hightower at thirty years of age, continuing his scouring of the Reach as Beric the Burned. Shortly after word spreads that Beric Hightower has returned to life as a hedge knight, Quentin Tyrell sends a score of knights to find him. A mere year from turning sixty, an aging Quentin wishes to ensure his son and heir Leo will be able to defend himself -- and, vicariously, the Reach -- should he have to. Dissatisfied with Ser Alec Fossaway's martial training, Leo humbly requests Beric take his son on as a squire, asking forgiveness for his earlier dismissal from Highgarden and subsequent maiming.

• It is the present day. Beric has been training Leo Tyrell as a squire for four years, and will soon be four-and-thirty himself. With the war on Essos on the horizon, it is believed that Beric and Leo will make their way across the Narrow Sea to assist in the assault on the New Valyrian Empire.



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@Dusty I dig it. I'm gonna write a flowery description for the Bornic faith later, one that actually sounds like an old scandinavian is telling it, but for now here are some basic rules. I trust you guys to take liberties with the rest, which I will slowly add to the OOC, which is still a work in progress.

• The world (Earth) is on the back of a giant snake that is constantly eating its tail. This is why the Earth spins -- the latter concept was introduced by Thalasan invaders, which has been digested by the Bornic as something that bolsters their pre-existing faith. Every winter, the world snake dies, and every spring, it sheds its old skin and is reborn.

• The Greatfather may or may not watch over us, but the valkyries definitely do. Despite cursing them with mortality for the sins of their father, the Born are still sons of valkyries, and so the valkyries pick only the most honorable to join them in the heavens. The heavens are a lot like Valhalla. but they're just called the heavens, because there are different levels depending on how Good you were.

• The six sons of the Greatfather are a pantheon with many stories that serve to better explain natural phenomena. Skeletons do not decompose, for instance, because the Born are still technically part immortal.

• Thalasans were Not-Catholic, so I'm hesitant to allow Viking Crusaders. The Bornic value honor that is strong, whereas I think the Thalasans would have a more Anglican reserved strength that values piousness, celibacy, restraint, etc. This isn't to say that the Bornic are barbarians, but I think their ideals would be more focused on when it is and isn't appropriate to kill than any chivalric code.

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Since the first days of the world, when the Greatfather and his six mighty sons walked the land, Magnar has been the homeland of the Born: Children in their tongue. A dozen centuries have passed since those heady days, and in that time the children of the Greatfather's sons have tamed the rugged lands of Magnar and carved out six great realms, one for each of the Greatfather's sons. The hosts of the vengeful dead have been laid to rest forever and the trolls have been banished to their lairs deep in the mountains. Invaders too have hoped to despoil the birthright of the Born; the Thalasan Empire, bringing horses and magicks, nearly succeeded in destroying the great realms centuries ago, but they too were ultimately repulsed. Every enemy of the Born, unbowed children of the Greatfather, have been laid low. Magnar has always been a birthright for all men, though not one easily-earned. Now, winter snow thaws in the north. The rivers run swift, impregnated and gorged by the melt and rains of springtime. Leaves bud anew as the bone-chilling winds of winter give way to the wet snap of spring, and the world-snake uncoils from its skin, anew for the fresh year ahead.

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Map of Magnar

Magnar's History

The Age of Stone

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According to legend, the Greatfather inhabited Magnar since the birth of the world. He roamed the valleys and mountains of the land, exploring a land inhabited only by the beasts of the woods and hills. He spoke to the animals and the trees, befriending them and learning their wisdom. To the Greatfather's dismay, all living things around him eventually died. From the whales of Magnar's stone gray seas, to the wooly icewalkers of Magnar's northern reaches, all living things on Magnar met their end sooner or later. Even the trees, the longest-lived of all the Greatfather's friends, eventually declined and died. The immortal Greatfather could only watch as mortality claimed all life around him. The Greatfather walked Magnar for nearly three thousand years, searching in vain for another immortal being in whom he could confide. From the heavens, the valkyries watched the Greatfather's melancholy search. The valkyrie Nystra took pity upon the Greatfather and descended to Magnar to befriend the Greatfather. The Greatfather was elated to meet a fellow immortal being, and he took Nystra as his wife. Nystra bore the Greatfather six sons over the course of their marriage - the very first of the Born. The Greatfather was tremendously proud of his new family, and together the Greatfather and his children explored Magnar, teaching them all of the wisdom he had learned in his solitude among the beasts. Nystra taught the Greatfather and his sons the ways of the valkyries - how to settle down and live in a domicile and be civilized.

Eventually, Nystra tired of the company of the Greatfather and left. Horrified by his wife's disappearance, the Greatfather left his sons to their devices as he went out to find Nystra. The Greatfather searched Magnar for many years, and eventually found her in the haunt of the troll Shebalog. Nystra had taken Shebalog as her new husband, and with him had sired many sons and daughters. Overcome with jealousy, the Greatfather went into Shebalog's cave in the dead of night and killed Nystra and Shebalog with a heavy stone. Upon seeing the blood of his wife on his hands, the Greatfather wept loudly. Hearing the terrible cries from the chambers of their parents, Shebalog's children fled the cave in the night and scattered across Magnar. A remorseful Greatfather returned to his home to see his sons once again. He encountered his youngest son Eshkag, in the woods outside the house, scrabbling about in the dirt eating acorns and roots. When questioned as to why he was doing this, he explained that his brother Seolhi had stricken him blind in a fight, and that he could not find his way back home. A furious Greatfather returned with his son to find his hall was in shambles. His sons had succumbed to infighting, and their disputes had caused the house to fall into ruin. Seeing that his children could not be trusted to live together, the Greatfather elected to divide Magnar amongst his six sons. The Greatfather sent the children to the far-flung corners of the land so that they would not fight amongst themselves. Eshkag was in no condition to fend for himself, and so the Greatfather allowed him to stay with him.

In their own corners of Magnar, the sons of the Greatfather established their own houses, and eventually encountered the daughters of Shebolag. The Greatfather's sons took these women as their brides, and sired the second generation of the Born. And as their children grew up, the Greatfather was horrified to find that his own children continued to age. Due to the wounds inflicted by Seolhi, Eshkag was the first son to pass away. He died in the Greatfather's arms, who was as saddened as he was bewildered, for he did not understand how the offspring of two immortal beings could be mortal. But the valkyries in the heavens had conspired against him. Seeing the Greatfather murder their sister Nystra enraged the valkyries, and so they placed the curse of mortality on all of Nystra's children - that the Greatfather would never again find company in a fellow immortal. The Greatfather could only watch as his children withered and died like all other beings. Refusing to watch his progeny die like all other life, the Greatfather departed the realms of the Born and has never since been seen.

The Age of Iron

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In the absence of the Greatfather, his children multiplied across Magnar. The houses established by the first Born grew into estates with acres of wheat and livestock, and great forts of stone. The mountains of Magnar were mined to build towers and walls for their estates, while great swathes of forest were cleared to create pasturage for sheep and cattle, particularly in Magnar's southern hills. The oldest and most established estates were those built by the original sons of the Greatfather, and these typically became the seats of each of the six realms. Smaller estates sprang forth, and the masters of these estates pledged their fealty to one of the six realms in return from protection from livestock thieves and banditry. As the six realms accumulated wealth, their masters became increasingly avaricious. Realms attacked one another to plunder cattle and other wealth. The incessant raiding and pillaging led to mass starvation among the common folk, and killed many men of fighting age.

After centuries of warfare, it became clear that something had to be done to stop Magnar's rampant bloodshed. It was apparent that a leader among the Born was necessary in lieu of the Greatfather. Magnar needed a Chief above all Chiefs. Isvald Steindal, the Chief of Clan Steindal, suggested at a feast of the six chiefs that Jarl of Magnar be a rotating title. The chief of one realm would serve as Jarl; upon his death, the chief of the realm next in line would assume his role as Jarl of all Magnar, based upon the order of birth of the forebear of each realm. An election was summarily held, and Isvald Lastrund was named the first Jarl of Magnar.

The Age of Steel

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Several hundred years of relative peace ensued, and Magnar's population swelled. Wars between the realms continued to occur, but were much fewer. The Jarls of Magnar had established a lasting peace among the realms. But the peace was shattered with the arrival of the Thalasans. A seafaring people from across the Sturmsee, the Thalasans arrived first as a small number of traders, greedily exchanging furs, pelts, and ivory from walruses and icewalkers for exotic goods from the southern lands. But within two years of their initial arrival, a massive fleet of great Thalasan warships landed on the southern coast of Magnar. Cohesive, well-organized armies of soldiers bearing steel armor disembarked from these ships and effortlessly routed the disorganized warbands of the Bornic defenders and their exotic siege engines laid waste to the primitive estate fortification. Most terrifying of all, perhaps, were their horses: exotic animals from the south that the Born had never encountered before. Within months, the Thalasan hosts had driven the Born into the northern hinterlands of Magnar. Rulership of Magnar fell upon Solveig Eshkag. Solveig recognized that continuing to attack the Thalasans in a piecemeal, uncoordinated fashion would spell doom for all of the Born. Unity among the Greatfather's Children would be utterly necessary. Solveig approached the Chief of the Seolhi - the perennial nemesis of the Realm of Eshkag - and offered material support for Seolhi boats to waylay Thalasan supply ships arriving and returning to the south. He persuaded his fellow chiefs not to waste their warriors in futile counterassaults of their captured estates, but to conduct brief nighttime raids and ambush small cohorts of Thalasans traveling the countryside.

Solveig's coalition was very effective at hamstringing the Thalasan advance into northern Magnar, but he knew that he would not be able to expel the Thalasans without help. He turned to the non-Bornic peoples in the icy north of Magnar, and met with Lypaak, a king among the sons of Shebalog. In exchange for assurance that the Born would leave the far north of Magnar in peace, Lypaak assembled an army to assist Solveig and the Born in freeing Magnar from the Thalasans, complete with a cohort of reindeer-mounted warriors. Seolhi pirates had captured correspondence from the Thalasans that indicated that their hosts were mobilizing to capture Narskur - the Eshkag stronghold and center of Solveig's resistance. With this knowledge, Solveig recognized an opportunity to deal a decisive blow against the Thalasans. At the plains near Yorvask, the northward-marching Thalasans encountered the largest army ever assembled by the peoples of Magnar. An effective charge by reindeer-mounted javelineers caught the Thalasans off guard, giving the Sons of the Greatfather and Shebalog the opportunity to charge into the Thalasan infantry and engage them in their preferred one-on-one melee. After days of intense fighting, Solveig and Lypaak's armies emerged victorious, and the Thalasans were killed to the last man. A number of Thalasan horses captured after the battle became the forebears of most horses in Magnar today. The remaining Thalasans scattered across Magnar were eventually slain by vengeful Born or sailed back home - either on their own ships or commandeered Bornic boats - never to return again.

A hard-won victory over the Thalasans belonged to the Greatfather's children, but many Born predicted that they would return to avenge their fallen kin and conquer Magnar in earnest. 630 years have passed since the Battle of Yorvask, and the Thalasans have never been seen again. Their conquest of Magnar ended in defeat, but the Thalasans left an indelible mark upon Magnaran culture during their brief reign. Most of these innovations have been martial in nature. Foreign weapons like maces and halberds have been adopted by the Bornic warriors who previously used only axes and swords, and Thalasan-inspired war machines like the ballistae are now utilized by the wealthier masters. Fortifications are now built out of stone if possible. Perhaps the most revolutionary change to Magnaran society is the introduction of the horse. Cavalry have turned the art of warfare on Magnar on its head, and have forced warriors to adopt new tactics and weapons to counter the threat of horse-mounted foes. The Thalasan contributions contributed more than just new ways of waging war. Thalasan loanwords and place names persist - particularly in the south of Magnar. Thalasan traders left behind an appetite for foreign goods such as spices and fruit wines. And the Thalasan encounter kindled an interest in the wider world beyond Magnar. This interest has driven some adventurous Born to brave the Sturmsee and see what lies beyond Magnar's shores.

Sons of Magnar

Steindal -- The Greatfather's Eldest son. Ancestor of Clan Eshkag. Associated with wisdom, justice, and bears.
Seolhi -- Ancestor of Clan Seolhi. Associated with evil, storms, and seals.
Eshkag --- Ancestor of Clan Eshkag. Associated with blindness, mysticism, and wolves.
XXXXXXX -- Ancestor of Clan A.
XXXXXXX -- Ancestor of Clan B.
XXXXXXX -- Ancestor of Clan C.

Application

Realm Name: One of the five remaining realms of Magnar. Effectively a duchy or great house.
Founding Son: Information about the son of the greatfather who founded your realm. This sets up your realm's "flavor".
Realm History: Start with the son of the Greatfather who founded your realm, include important chunks of history, and end with recent history.
Realm Seat: The capital keep of your realm where the clans of chiefs have lived for a long, long time.
Realm Boundaries/Location: A chunk of the map.
Realm Chief: The realms trace their history back to the six sons of the Greatfather, and the chief of the realm is a direct descendant of one of the original six sons.
Chief's Biography: May be combined with Realm History.

Magnar

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Since the first days of the world, when the Greatfather and his seven mighty sons walked the land, Magnar has been the homeland of the Born: Children in their tongue. A dozen centuries have passed since those heady days, and in that time the children of the Greatfather's sons have tamed the rugged lands of Magnar and carved out seven great realms, one for each of the Greatfather's sons. The hosts of the vengeful dead have been laid to rest forever and the trolls have been banished to their lairs deep in the mountains. Invaders too have hoped to despoil the birthright of the Born; the Thalasan Empire, bringing horses and magicks, nearly succeeded in destroying the great realms centuries ago, but they too were ultimately repulsed. Every enemy of the Born, unbowed children of the Greatfather, have been laid low. Magnar has always been a birthright for all men, though not one easily-earned. Now, winter snow thaws in the north. The rivers run swift, impregnated and gorged by the melt and rains of springtime. Leaves bud anew as the bone-chilling winds of winter give way to the wet snap of spring, and the world-snake uncoils from its skin, anew for the fresh year ahead.

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Welcome to Magnar, a roleplay based on the works of @gorgenmast and @Dinh Aaronmk. Thank you for reading this far. If you were hoping to find a premade plot by now, I'm afraid it's not here. The plot will largely depend on the kinds of sheets I accept -- If people want viking wars, it'll be viking wars. If people have sheets emphasizing religion, it'll be religious magic. If people want personal stories, we won't have a plot, and the world will exist to expand upon through micro-interactions and collaborative worldbuilding. I don't really care. I just want to write about vikings. If you want to write about vikings too, please let me know in this interest check.