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Ok! App is in a judgeable state, ill probably add more body to it (with descriptions of the religion, government, and possibly various organisations) later. But for now what i have should do, i hope.
Sorry been hit with a plague of computer problems will get my post up ASAP
The Federation of Lamorian States (or just Lamor)
Pre-Colonial Description
"The state of Lamora is a rocky place, a harsh environment for a harsh people. It is a land of contradictions and traditions, its mountains giving way to plains, its rocky capital surrounded by forests as well as grasslands. But most of all in all of its roughness, there is beauty." - Eclesiarcus "A Study of The kingdoms of Osteria, page 5 above map, written C. 1247
Located just slightly north of the center of Osteria, Lamor is a land of mainly green rolling foothills, grass plains and deciduous forests. These stretch out for near as far as the eye can see, until their terminus in the south when the gentile rolling hills give way to the Crag mountain range, which curve slightly along their path in Lamor around the small plain which holds the capital city of Sarasloc. Due to the mountains trapping moisture, it seems that rain across Lamor (with the notable exception of the north) is not a question of if, it is a question of when.
Lamor began life as a small early settlement, named Lamor, from one of the Empires of Antiquity. It was originally used mainly for wood and food, resources that helped fund the empires expansion outwards. For most of the Empire's existence Lamor remained peaceful with political unrest uncommon within the province. However from what texts Lamorian scholars can recover it seems that while political unrest was uncommon, it seems that social unrest was a constant flavor of life, with one ancient text stating "Even as the faith of our empire swelled to consume the lesser faith of it's fringes and even it surrounding cultures, those of Lamorian decent remained true to their four gods and goddesses, and any attempt to stamp this out has been met with an unexpected level of resistance." With this account's mentioning of the Four gods and goddesses, this is usually considered the first mentioning of the Lamorian religion of Kalrise.
When the empire collapsed, it seemed to bring the rest of the region, as well as most of the world with it and Lamor was no exception. As the great dark age deepened the former imperial province fractured into five parts, the Western March Lands, the eastern lands of Mesora, the northern coast lands of Gorgora, and what was once the capitol lands of Lamorra. With this separation infighting became common between the five former countrymen, with it growing worse with each passing decade few expected to find any unifying factor between them, yet one remained in play here as much as it did in the waning days of the Empire, that as different as they were all of Lamor refused to give up their gods of old. A factor that brought them into conflict with the primary church of Osteria and eventually led to the "Lamorian inquisition and penitent crusade" in the 1300's. It was not a quick victory as the church had hoped, with the battles quickly becoming mires of death and the inquisition killing more than it was "saving", the only thing they accomplished was turning near the whole of Lamor against the church and driving them further into the arms of their traditional religion. This went on for years until 1312 when the Church finally conceded and drew out of Lamor leaving "The Heathens to their land" as one crusader wrote.
However, even though they had produced a unified front against the church, Lamor would remain divided until 1422 and the birth of Sarin Novak, or Sarin The Unifier. Sarin was a low ranking noble born in the lands of Lamorra, withing the walls of the capitol that at that time shared the same name. As he grew, there was little to make note of save for his betrothal to a young noble woman named Sara. As popular myth holds it was in 1440, when Sara was killed by West March agents while Sarin was away from the capitol with their son Verin. When he returned home, Sarin was distraught and killed the captured agents on the spot before rallying his house forces to make a suicide assault at Wast March. However, as the myth goes, this suicide attack was joined by forces from all over Lamorra, till Sarin had at his side a great host. Battles raged on throught that march till 1437, whn the march bowed to Sarin, who turned his eyes to the remaining three factions of Lamor. However only one other had to fall through conquest, with the others giveing up willingly to spare themselves the great host. With Lamor unified Sarin returned home and took for himself the crown of the now unified country, renaming its capitol to "Sara's place", which was shortened to Saraloc. He died in 1489 alone in bed, with a smile on his face. He was succeed by Verin, from whom the modern Novaks are decedent from.
With the advent of the age of sail Lamor began to make a name for itself across the world, establishing layover and trade ports at certain locations throughout the route from Osteria to Feresia. None of these grew to enough import to warrant full colonies and instead as the technology of sea travel improved, were abandoned or became mainly staging points for Lamorian interests in the Feresia region.
All this changed however in 1894 when the ruling body of Lamor at the time was approached by a foreigner dressed in a Lamorian military uniform. This Tanraíl III, as he introduced himself, sought assistance in reuniting his country of Celocombo under his rule. Seeing this as an opportunity to expand their interests in the region, most within the government voted to help the young monarch and temporarily gifted him with four large scale detachments from the main military body. With the victory Lamor pulled the vast majority of its forces out of Celocombo to forts across Feresia, with Fort Mercer being packed with troops due to its location being closest to Celocombo. Yet it should be noted that a small number of solders stayed at the request of the now Raja as mainly as small peacekeeping force as well as guards for the Lamorian tradesmen and ambassadors. But As the years went on most were rotated away, being re-tasked in the motherland to deal with problems in Osteria and around the world.
All that changed with the Insserection and the slaughter of most of the dignitaries, their families, and the few soldiers now stationed in Celocombo. As an immediate response, most warships in the area were pulled to blockade the rebels coastal towns and begin bombardments up and down the blockade. As this continuous shelling progressed, troops were funneled into the capitol of Celocombo for immediate deployment. The victory was decisive and relatively quick, however one of the generals could not control his men in an amazing (and now infamous) show of incompetence that preceded what is now called Rape of Balangas. Needles to say that when he was brought before a military tribunal his punishment was fittingly brutal and final.
Still the damage had been done and Celocombo closed herself to her once friend, seizing all Lamorian assets within the country as well. A move that did not sit well with the government at the time, most of whom were still on a slight warpath, and soon the order had gone out to all frontier forces to go into a full mobilization state. At the same time large elements of the main army body were being brought in from Osteria, along with new ships and weapons. They were able to make two mass landings and smash the backbone of the battle tested Celocomboian army as they hammered their way to the capitol. When the Lamorian forces stormed into the city they marched their way to the palace where they disposed of Tanraíl and placed his cousin on the throne, who signed the Concordat a few weeks later, securing Lamor a colony and resource base in Feresia. An affair generally remembered as "Tidy"
Lamor began life as a small early settlement, named Lamor, from one of the Empires of Antiquity. It was originally used mainly for wood and food, resources that helped fund the empires expansion outwards. For most of the Empire's existence Lamor remained peaceful with political unrest uncommon within the province. However from what texts Lamorian scholars can recover it seems that while political unrest was uncommon, it seems that social unrest was a constant flavor of life, with one ancient text stating "Even as the faith of our empire swelled to consume the lesser faith of it's fringes and even it surrounding cultures, those of Lamorian decent remained true to their four gods and goddesses, and any attempt to stamp this out has been met with an unexpected level of resistance." With this account's mentioning of the Four gods and goddesses, this is usually considered the first mentioning of the Lamorian religion of Kalrise.
When the empire collapsed, it seemed to bring the rest of the region, as well as most of the world with it and Lamor was no exception. As the great dark age deepened the former imperial province fractured into five parts, the Western March Lands, the eastern lands of Mesora, the northern coast lands of Gorgora, and what was once the capitol lands of Lamorra. With this separation infighting became common between the five former countrymen, with it growing worse with each passing decade few expected to find any unifying factor between them, yet one remained in play here as much as it did in the waning days of the Empire, that as different as they were all of Lamor refused to give up their gods of old. A factor that brought them into conflict with the primary church of Osteria and eventually led to the "Lamorian inquisition and penitent crusade" in the 1300's. It was not a quick victory as the church had hoped, with the battles quickly becoming mires of death and the inquisition killing more than it was "saving", the only thing they accomplished was turning near the whole of Lamor against the church and driving them further into the arms of their traditional religion. This went on for years until 1312 when the Church finally conceded and drew out of Lamor leaving "The Heathens to their land" as one crusader wrote.
However, even though they had produced a unified front against the church, Lamor would remain divided until 1422 and the birth of Sarin Novak, or Sarin The Unifier. Sarin was a low ranking noble born in the lands of Lamorra, withing the walls of the capitol that at that time shared the same name. As he grew, there was little to make note of save for his betrothal to a young noble woman named Sara. As popular myth holds it was in 1440, when Sara was killed by West March agents while Sarin was away from the capitol with their son Verin. When he returned home, Sarin was distraught and killed the captured agents on the spot before rallying his house forces to make a suicide assault at Wast March. However, as the myth goes, this suicide attack was joined by forces from all over Lamorra, till Sarin had at his side a great host. Battles raged on throught that march till 1437, whn the march bowed to Sarin, who turned his eyes to the remaining three factions of Lamor. However only one other had to fall through conquest, with the others giveing up willingly to spare themselves the great host. With Lamor unified Sarin returned home and took for himself the crown of the now unified country, renaming its capitol to "Sara's place", which was shortened to Saraloc. He died in 1489 alone in bed, with a smile on his face. He was succeed by Verin, from whom the modern Novaks are decedent from.
With the advent of the age of sail Lamor began to make a name for itself across the world, establishing layover and trade ports at certain locations throughout the route from Osteria to Feresia. None of these grew to enough import to warrant full colonies and instead as the technology of sea travel improved, were abandoned or became mainly staging points for Lamorian interests in the Feresia region.
All this changed however in 1894 when the ruling body of Lamor at the time was approached by a foreigner dressed in a Lamorian military uniform. This Tanraíl III, as he introduced himself, sought assistance in reuniting his country of Celocombo under his rule. Seeing this as an opportunity to expand their interests in the region, most within the government voted to help the young monarch and temporarily gifted him with four large scale detachments from the main military body. With the victory Lamor pulled the vast majority of its forces out of Celocombo to forts across Feresia, with Fort Mercer being packed with troops due to its location being closest to Celocombo. Yet it should be noted that a small number of solders stayed at the request of the now Raja as mainly as small peacekeeping force as well as guards for the Lamorian tradesmen and ambassadors. But As the years went on most were rotated away, being re-tasked in the motherland to deal with problems in Osteria and around the world.
All that changed with the Insserection and the slaughter of most of the dignitaries, their families, and the few soldiers now stationed in Celocombo. As an immediate response, most warships in the area were pulled to blockade the rebels coastal towns and begin bombardments up and down the blockade. As this continuous shelling progressed, troops were funneled into the capitol of Celocombo for immediate deployment. The victory was decisive and relatively quick, however one of the generals could not control his men in an amazing (and now infamous) show of incompetence that preceded what is now called Rape of Balangas. Needles to say that when he was brought before a military tribunal his punishment was fittingly brutal and final.
Still the damage had been done and Celocombo closed herself to her once friend, seizing all Lamorian assets within the country as well. A move that did not sit well with the government at the time, most of whom were still on a slight warpath, and soon the order had gone out to all frontier forces to go into a full mobilization state. At the same time large elements of the main army body were being brought in from Osteria, along with new ships and weapons. They were able to make two mass landings and smash the backbone of the battle tested Celocomboian army as they hammered their way to the capitol. When the Lamorian forces stormed into the city they marched their way to the palace where they disposed of Tanraíl and placed his cousin on the throne, who signed the Concordat a few weeks later, securing Lamor a colony and resource base in Feresia. An affair generally remembered as "Tidy"
Current Description
[center]It might be said that all countries bear scars from the world war, a statement that rings true for Lamor even now in the dawn of 1961. But with those scars fading slowly Lamor is once more free to turn its attention inward to itself and outward to Celocombo, which as of late the now colony has become less of a source of resources and money, and more of a source of continued influence in the region and a source of continued fascination on the part of some of the governmental bodies of Lamor.
In Osteria Lamor has begun to grow in its post-industrial state, with various new technologies being researched or even moving into prototype sates as more focus is being moved to them over the demand of raw resources and manufacturing. Though they are still not progressing as fast as most would like, with their main battle rifle (The Auto Carbine 223) being a simple reverse engineering job of a superior fascist rifle, with updates and Lamorian twists of course (It should be noted that most Lamorian infantry like the AC-223 as it is a very reliable and durable weapon that can operate in even the most unpleasant conditions with very little chance of jamming).
But with the winds of discontent blowing steadily in from the colony, whisperings have begun among the populous about what actions will be taken within the colony to settle it and re-secure it. But as of yet the main body of the Lamorian government has remained oddly mute on the subject, but is expected to take a stance soon. Especially with the recent massacre that transpired under the colonial governments watch, with rumors in both Celocombo an the mainland going around of possible official (or non official as the case may be) punishments for those responsible that has even the highest ranking magistrate sweating.
But fir niw it seems that the governments attention is fully on the fallout from the Blight, a disease that ripped through a portion of Lamor's crops in the previous harvest year. It was quickly found and all tainted crops irradiated to stop its spread, but the damage had been done, resulting in higher than normal prices, slight shortages and small scale demonstrations in certian areas of Lamor.
Major Political Parties in Lamor
- The Children of War (Militant Party); Lead by Rt. Major Councilman Nori
- The Party For Cultural Preservation (The conservative party, also abbreviated to the PCP); Lead by Councilwoman Nea
- Free Market Party (capitalist party); Lead by Councilman Strauss
Yes sir! See the first post for the application!
Right-O will get my app into full swing later today!
-UPDATE/EDIT-
Its mostly done now, but an oddity of my computer bing well... odd, slowed me down. Sorry about the delay :/
alright will get sheet up after work.
we are using the same one as the colonial nations correct?
we are using the same one as the colonial nations correct?
When one has regular dealings with Werewolves, especially in sensitive matters like pack relations and the like, one develops a number of rules. These can range anywhere from rule 12: Only bring jerky if you have enough to share and rule 13: One never has enough jerky to share, to the more extreme such as rule 22.
Never get involved in a Were fight, at the slightest notion of one, get out.
It was this last rule that Hadrian was all to happy to comply with the second Elize turned and shifted to respond to another Were. His execution was practiced and quick, taking just about as much time as it took Elize to respond to the other. He began by springing away from the shifting wolf, then launching himself backwards his form blurring into that of a large crow as he did so. Beating its wings hard and fast, the crow shot into the air, far out of reach of any leaping wolves. As he climbed Hadrian felt a slight breeze, and with it a sense of freedom, the Earth stretching out far beyond the trees, so much to see and so much sky to fly. He would have stayed longer, his black feathers being warmed by the sun. But he still had things to do on the ground, so he lowed his ascent and brought himself down on top of the ship, letting out a slightly annoyed Caw at the direction of the wolves. Noting the waking of other members of the crew Hadrian hopped over to the edge of the ship to get a better look at them, his head involuntarily tilting slightly to the side as he did so.
Never get involved in a Were fight, at the slightest notion of one, get out.
It was this last rule that Hadrian was all to happy to comply with the second Elize turned and shifted to respond to another Were. His execution was practiced and quick, taking just about as much time as it took Elize to respond to the other. He began by springing away from the shifting wolf, then launching himself backwards his form blurring into that of a large crow as he did so. Beating its wings hard and fast, the crow shot into the air, far out of reach of any leaping wolves. As he climbed Hadrian felt a slight breeze, and with it a sense of freedom, the Earth stretching out far beyond the trees, so much to see and so much sky to fly. He would have stayed longer, his black feathers being warmed by the sun. But he still had things to do on the ground, so he lowed his ascent and brought himself down on top of the ship, letting out a slightly annoyed Caw at the direction of the wolves. Noting the waking of other members of the crew Hadrian hopped over to the edge of the ship to get a better look at them, his head involuntarily tilting slightly to the side as he did so.
Still in, and ill take an Imperial rol
Im in
Id be up for playing an imperial power
Id be up for playing an imperial power
Hadrian groaned slightly as he came to, reaching out slowly to open his chamber. No graceful exit was in store for the shiftier however, as it seemed his legs were still used to the rest of hyper sleep, making him stumble slightly as he exited. Barely catching himself before he fell to the floor Hadrian sighed slightly "Legs still semi work, i suppose that's good. Arms? Ok they move, good good." Quietly he ran over a mental checklist of various extremities, rotating each one as it came up. Finalizing the mental list Hadrian grinned and stretched deeply, his elbows and shoulders popping in response.
His wake up ritual done the shifter finally stopped to take inventory of his surroundings. The immediate sights and circumstances told him that they had arrived safely, and the sounds told him that he was not the first one awake. Breathing deep Hadrian oriented himself towards the exit and left the ship, blinking slightly as his eyes dilated in the brighter light of the outside. As soon as he could see again Hadrian broke into a wide grin, it was a beautiful day on this new world. "Not new" he reminded himself as he set about walking around looking at everything, but mainly the trees and sky, fighting the urge to stretch his wings for a bit in the slight cool breeze that slowly rolled through the air "Odd to think we came from here so long ago, and now we are coming back. Well, more like visiting, or fact finding, but did they want us to set up a functioning colony? Probably not as they only sent us and not -"
His thinking was cut off as he almost ran face first into one of the cows, the beast of burden only giving him a weary glance and shake of it's head as he danced around it. Nodding to the cow Hadrian once more took a look around, there was the Were Niall tending to one of the animals, accompanied by (or at least talking to) the Seelie Juniper. He contemplated going that direction when he realized that doing so would run him straight into Elize, and not wanting to be rude he changed plan."Good Morning, or is it afternoon? Can't really say myself, haven't looked at a clock yet. But morning or not, they still got woken up before me. Cant say that i'm not a little bit hurt." he said as he approached, his tone joking and exaggerated
His wake up ritual done the shifter finally stopped to take inventory of his surroundings. The immediate sights and circumstances told him that they had arrived safely, and the sounds told him that he was not the first one awake. Breathing deep Hadrian oriented himself towards the exit and left the ship, blinking slightly as his eyes dilated in the brighter light of the outside. As soon as he could see again Hadrian broke into a wide grin, it was a beautiful day on this new world. "Not new" he reminded himself as he set about walking around looking at everything, but mainly the trees and sky, fighting the urge to stretch his wings for a bit in the slight cool breeze that slowly rolled through the air "Odd to think we came from here so long ago, and now we are coming back. Well, more like visiting, or fact finding, but did they want us to set up a functioning colony? Probably not as they only sent us and not -"
His thinking was cut off as he almost ran face first into one of the cows, the beast of burden only giving him a weary glance and shake of it's head as he danced around it. Nodding to the cow Hadrian once more took a look around, there was the Were Niall tending to one of the animals, accompanied by (or at least talking to) the Seelie Juniper. He contemplated going that direction when he realized that doing so would run him straight into Elize, and not wanting to be rude he changed plan."Good Morning, or is it afternoon? Can't really say myself, haven't looked at a clock yet. But morning or not, they still got woken up before me. Cant say that i'm not a little bit hurt." he said as he approached, his tone joking and exaggerated
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