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To Lund ap Lunds

Lord: Rorik Strongheart

Fiefs:

Cold Harbor(6): Infertile(.5%), 8,000 Population(4.4, 8,000 Bullis), Some Resources(+7,000 Bullis), Advanced Infrastructure(+1,500 Bullis,+600 Crops,0.2% Growth) 16,500 Bullis per Annum, 35,800 Crops per annum.

-Stonehelm(7): Great Manor, Great Wall.

-Coldport(13): Fair, 2,000 Population(8,000 Bullis), 8,000 Bullis per annum.

Icewaters(5): Scrublands(.3%), 7,000 Population(4.2, 7,000), Some Resources(+7,000 Bullis), Improved Infrastructure(+500 Bullis, +200 Crops 0.1%), 14,500 Bullis per annum, 29,600 Crops per annum.

-Saltcliff(3): Fortified Manor, Wooden Wall.

-Iceport(13): Fair, 2,000 Population(8,000 Bullis.) 8,000 Bullis.

Deepmount(4): Scrublands(.3%), 5,000 Population(4.2, 5,000), Some Resources(+7,000 Bullis), Improved Infrastructure(+500 Bullis, +200 Crops 0.1%), 12,500 Bullis per annum, 25,200 Crops per annum.

-Highpeak(5): Stone Manor, Stone Wall.

-Soarheight(13): Fair, 2,000 Population(8,000 Bullis). 8,000 Bullis.

Sharpsword(3): Scrublands(.3%), 5,000 Population(4.2, 5,000), Sparse Resources(+3,000 Bullis), Improved Infrastructure(+500 Bullis, +200 Crops, 0.1%), 3,500 Bullis per annum, 8,500 Crops per annum.

-Tallshield(7): Great Manor, Great Wall.

-Longspear(13): Fair, 2,000 Population(8,000 Bullis). 8,000 Bullis.

Military:
Funds: 109,000 Bullis.(6 Points Converted)

2,000 Iron Raiders- Leather(5/1), Axe(5/1). 20,000 Bullis.

750 Iron Archers- Leather(5/1), Longbow(10/4). 11,250 Bullis.

2,000 Iron Berserkers- Mail(10/2), Greateaxe(10/2). 40,000 Bullis.

500 Ironriders- Horse(20/5), Bow(5/3), Axe(5/1). 15,000 Bullis.

100 Longboats-6,000 Bullis.

50 Great Longboats-6,000 Bullis.

25 Great Galleys-6,000 Bullis.

5 War Galley-2,400 Bullis.

60 Ladders- 600 Bullis.

30 Battering Rams- 1,200 Bullis.

15 Catapults- 300 Bullis.

Total cost=108,750 Bullis.

Royal Court(36, 2 Points Converted):
Ailene, Rorik's twin sister: Young Sister(18)-3

Ulfric, Rorik's heir: Young Brother(16)-4

Karene, Rorik's sister, triplet: Adolescent Sister(14)-3

Ailla, Rorik's sister, triplet: Adolescent Sister(14)-3

Ragnar, Rorik's brother: Adolescent Brother(14)-3

Tulnar, Rorik's youngest brother: Toddler Brother(4)-2

Ygritte, Rorik's youngest sister: Newborn Sister(1)-1

Sven, Rorik's Military Advisor: Adult Courtier(33)-4

Kilnar, Rorik's Hand: Elderly Courtier(45)-3

Gorold, Rorik's best friend: Young Courtier(18)-3

Lanna, Gorold's sister: Young Courtier(17)-3

Concerns:

Original Receipts:
Total Population-33,000
In Towns-8,000

Crops per annum- 86,400

Total Growth Bonus- 1.9%

Income per annum- 79,000 Bullis.

Current Treasury-79,000 Bullis.

History:
Ironstone Isle. A cold, hard place. Far to the north, alone in the Northern Sea. The soil is infertile and rocky, and many mountains dot the countryside. Those of the Ironblood are not farmers. They are miners and fishermen, sailors and traders. But before all, Ironmen are warriors. The name Ironstone once meant something. It once struck the hearts of all men with fear. Ironmen were raiders, by birth and blood. They would set sail in their dreaded longships, arriving in some unprotected village. They would plunder, rape and murder until nothing was left. Then they would escape into the night with their treasures, the only trace of their presence being the charred remains of their victims. Every man who lived on the coast feared the Ironmen. None were feared more than the Stronghearts. Though not kings of the Ironstone, they were kings in their own rights. From their mighty fortress Tallsheild, in Sharpsword, they ruled with an iron fist. The Stronghearts were warriors of the finest mirth. Each were trained to be above proficient with a multitude of weapons. When the first Overlord united Lundland, the Ironstone was the last to be annexed. They never would have been, if it hadn't been for the cowardly king Fulnar. The Ironmen were ready to fight for their freedom. Yet when Fulnar gazed upon the united navy of Lundland, he wetted himself and bent his knee. From that day, his name was erased from memory, and he has only known as the q King-who-bent-his-Knee. While the Ironmen have held nothing but contempt for that man and his family, the Overlord granted the man Lordship of the Ironstone Isle. Until now. Rorik Strongheart, merely a boy recently raised to power after the death of his power, revolted. The Ironmen joined his banner and they easily defeated the few loyalists with little losses. As the Lord of the Ironstone laid bleeding, The Strongheart crowned himself King Rorik of the Ironstone Isle. With the Overlord dead and Lundland in chaos, it is time for the Ironmen to return to their former glory.

Motto: Stronghearts, Strong Men.
Can we only spend 1 point in total, or if we have more than one we can use them all up.
I will update a new NS in a little bit. I am changing a few things, regarding my military. And I am perfectly fine with converting points into bullis. Should I factor that into my new military sheet?
And So Boerd, I have like eight family members and a few courtiers.
Ronan's stomach dropped with the tip of the airship. Without warninng, the ship angled downward into a nosedive. The air around them whistled as they sped downwards. All around Ronan, people were screaming and crying. Ronan added his voice to the commotion, but instead of him being fearful, he was enjoying the spiral to ann umtimate doom.
"Whooooopppp!"Ronan yelled at the top of his lungs. The orphans Ronan had gathered added their voices in similar joy. They screamed and yelled and whooped, and it only ended when a sickening crunch signasled the airships's crash. Ronan lurched forward, hitting his head on the steel wall of his compartment.

Ronan couldn't have been out for long. No longer than five minutes. Some of his fellow orphans were recovering conciuosness. Others were waiting for Ronan's guidance. As he observed the scene, Ronan turned to see a middle-aged woman hanging from the wall. Her stomach was red, covered in blood. Some sort of debris impaled her through the stomach. She looked down at it, dumbfounded. She muttered to herself unintelligibly, until eventually the life drained out of her.

Ronan made his kids look away, so they wouldn't be scarred. They were hardy enough, but still, some of the younger ones would have nightmares.
"Okay, guys. We need to get out of here, and fast." He turned and started to make his way out. The orphans had been shoved in the back, even seen with disdain by refugees. Yet they had been the safest. As they passed through numerous compartments, they w more and more corpses strewn about. He told them not to look, but he caught a few of them peeking. Suddenly, they came into the middle compartment, the largest so far. At the opposite end, the exit was blocked by two soldiers, muskets raised at the crowd of people clamoring to get out.
"Stop. We don't know how many of these guys were infected.We can't let you out, to possibly spread the virus." One soldier told the rioters.
"Fuck that! We'll die in here, there's fires in some of the compartments!" A man screamed. Cheers of agreement met him from his fellow crowdspeople. Ronan had his kids stick along the back.
"Stop, now! I will shoot you! I will shoot!" The second soldier screamed. He seemed younger, and much more afraid. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire filled the room. Ronan ducked low, his kids following suit. Smoke bellowed from the entrance. At first, everything stood still. The rioters looked at the soldier who had shot, then down at the bloody corpse. Then, as sudden as the gunshot, the crowd surged forward. Another shot, another victim, and then the crowd overran the soldiers, trampling them underfoot, Ronan waited a few minutes, to make sure the angry mob had left. Then he started forward, hopping over the crushed remains of the soldiers. The mobs were stupid, as in their rush to escape, they had left anything of value. Ronan grabbed the soldiers muskets, tossing one to a sixteen-year-old orphan. He then stripped them of any ammo. Looking around the small adjoining room, Ronan found a whole bunch of crates. There were more guns and ammunition, which he distributed to the older kids. In another crate he found vials upon vials of medicine, which he vaguely remembered would be useful.He gave these to some other kids, telling them to be extremely careful. In some other crates there were large bags filled with something. It took Ronan a moment to realize they were seeds. He gave these to the youngest.
"Okay, let's go." From there, Ronan easily found a way out. The bright tropical sun burned down on him, hurting his eyes. As they readjusted, Ronan saw children strewn around, weeping silently to themselves. Some had parents that were killed in the crash, or the infection, or had simply left them. Ronan told them to come with him. Observing the surroundings, Ronan found a large mountain towering above them.
"Okay guys, follow me. We're going to that mountain. We need to get the high ground." And so, Ronan set forward, a small army of young children marching along behind them. Ronan thought to himself. They were young, they were small, they were few, but they were alive.
I like it. Consider me your first followed.
Well then. I guess I'll have to stay on your good side.
Well, it does say that the head of the house is currently disagreeing with your leadership. He wants his own lordship. As King of the Ironstone Isle, I could give him that lordship. He would be the most powerful Lord in all of Lundland, if he only joined me.
Well he is a maritime based nation, so together they would rule the seas.
That's fine. I'm on vacation myself, but the weather's been bad today so I'm more available. Is it all right of I post my first IC.
I think an alliance with House Fisher would be very beneficial to Ironstone Isle.
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