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City States of Oshmar: Greenskin Invasion

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City States of Oshmar: Greenskin Invasion

In-Game Week

Year 2133 O.K (Oshmarian Kingdom) [ ] = 1 Week [x] = Current week 13 Weeks per season. Game week ends at 18:00 every two days. Spring [ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] Summer [ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [X] - [ ] Autumn [ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] Winter [ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] -[ ] - [ ] - [ ]

Regions

Region Number: 1 Region Name: S'laaeth. Region Type: Desert Race: Unclaimed Player: The Nexerus Region Number: 2 Region Type: Highlands Race: Unclaimed Player: UltikanaRe Region Number: 3 Region Type: Heavily Forested Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed Region Number: 4 Region Type: Jungle Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed Region Number: 5 Region Type: Vast Grasslands Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed Region Number: 6 Region Type: Mountainous Race: Unclaimed Player: Lone Wanderer Region Number: 7 Region Type: Marshland Race: Unclaimed Player: LokiLeo789 Region Number: 8 Region Name: Mudort Region Type: Vast Grasslands Race: Dwarves of the Plains Player: Gendarme Region Number: 9 Region Type: River Basin Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed Region Number: 10 Region Type: Cove/Coastal Focused Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed Region Number: 11 Region Type: Marshland Race: Unclaimed Player: Unclaimed

The Story

Story

The island nation of Oshmar has long been a shattered land of rival city states, vying with each other over the remains of a long dead kingdom from which they were spawned. At its peak, Oshmar was a maritime super power and a global hub of scholarly excellence. Her technology was unrivalled, and her peoples stood ahead of the rest in their comforts and security. Its colonies, spanning the globe, created a monopoly on resources that no other nation could compete with, and for several centuries, her place as the world’s undisputed military power was beyond question. Oshmar’s strength had always been in its diversity of cultures, for she was not one Kingdom, but many. Dating back for thousands of years, the island had been inhabited by many kinds of peoples, who had arrived there when the seas were low, and when the land was plenty. This natural boiling pot of culture blessed Oshmar with a rare regional trait: racial unity. Each species played to their strengths, furthering the island’s cause for the greater good, until eventually they came to dominate the globe But racial unity is, and always will be, a weak bridge on which to base a nation. The Elven King, Elser Highsun III, was fist to touch the forbidden fruit of theoretical genetics. As the Elfkin were immortal, and by right of a long life, were superior warriors to many of Oshmar’s other races, he surmised that they were the true rulers of Oshmar. His arguments were backed up by the number of Elves at court, who again by the right of a long life, had held their positions for centuries. Meanwhile, the mortal races lagged behind in positions of power and military prestige. Still, the other races took the slight without incident. There had been fallings out before over misguided words and unwise gestures, and this would be no different. Except it wasn’t. As the years went by, and Elser Highsun’s reign continued unimpeded, the Elf King began to slowly reform the nation. Gradually, mortal races became second-class citizens, denied the rights earned for them by the Oshmarian Constitution. Soon, questions were raised about Elser’s right to the throne of Oshmar, when he represented just one of many races. These questions were met with subtle violence, as one by one, critical speakers fell victim to accidents. A slip there, a trip here; a bit of bad pork, or perhaps a bad fever. One by one, they all became silent. A century passed, and the Elves of Oshmar were the undisputed masters of the island – and the world. They were fast becoming worshipped as Gods, and operated with impunity from the beautiful strongholds dotted across the island. An Elf soldier was more likely to command an army of mortals, than fight in the front lines; an Elf merchant more likely to sign the contracts, than seek them. Riches flowed in one direction, as did the glory, and soon King Elser had surrounded himself with jealous hatred. The Culling came quickly and suddenly. In the summer of 1921OK (Oshmarian Kingdom), the Orcs of Oshmar, led by their beloved Warlord, Gardul Yellowfang, assaulted several of the Elven strongholds on the island. Elves caught outside of their high walls were put mercilessly to the sword; the other races, confused at first by the violence, rose up and joined the opposing sides of a quickly forming civil war – though they did not realise it at the time. The civil war was a brief affair, lasting only weeks, and which saw the brutal extermination of the Oshmarian Elves. With King Elser’s demise at the hands of Gardul’s patchwork legions, came a new era of stability under his tyrannical first of military rule. Oshmar was reorganised, but only slightly; the Orcs soon replaced the Elves as the island’s leaders. Forty three years to the day of King Elser’s death, and a second civil war was launched. This time, it was every race pitched against Gardul’s Orcs. Gardul however, had forseen this possibility, and his armies were ready. Oshmar burned for five years, and all the while, her colonies revolted or were absorbed by foreign empires. The island’s time as a global super power had come to its end. Gardul was defeated and killed, but his sons were able to take to ships, and with the rest of their kind they sailed eastwards to safety. A broken Oshmar watched their departure, and then turned away from the world. For a century more, Oshmar never regained its peace, nor its unity. The races, suspicious of each other, and slighted by the events of history, were unwilling to be led by anyone but themselves. Confined to city states, the Kingdom fractured into lesser entities, and these entities fought long and pointless skirmishes with each other for decades. Meanwhile, Oshmar’s former enemies, who in all the bloodshed had been forgotten, were regrouping. Across the Thousand Mile Sea, Grakam Greyhem, great-great grandson to Gardul Yellowfang, had gotten himself drunk on the stories of his peoples’ past. Having established himself as emperor of the East Lands, he had a hundred nations united under his banner. Oshmar had found its replacement. Guided by his vanity, Grakam sought to claim Oshmar as the jewel of his empire, and in honour of his mighty ancestor. He felt that such a victory would assure his name in the tomes of history, and his many advisors agreed. And so, on a warm summer morning, Grakam set forth from the East Lands with over a thousand ships, and three million warriors. It was a force not seen since the glory years of Oshmar, and it was assembled for one purpose: the island’s destruction. All the races that denied his ancestral inheritance of the world’s crown would be purged, their names struck from the histories. You are the leader of one of these races.

The Orcs of Gardul, and the East Lands

Story

The Orcs of Gardul, Grakam's home kingdom in the East Lands, and named after the very man that tore Oshmar asunder, are a hardy race of warriors. They prize battle above all else, and had they not, then it is unlikely Gardul's sons would have conqueored the East Lands so easily with their diminished strength. Having arrived on the continent with mere thousands, the Orcs of Oshmar made quick work of the recently liberated Oshmarian colonies nearby. The peoples of these colonies were promptly forced into slavery, therefore augmenting the Orc war machine with a free work force and much needed auxiliaries. From this small beginning, Gardul's sons took their tribes, and spread in every direction. The East Lands, reeling from centuries of warfare with Oshmar, and colonial occupations, was in little condition to withstand the quickly growing cancer that was the Orcs. Wars were waged, but lasted months and not years, and nations quickly crumbled in the face of an experienced, organised and blood thirsty enemy. Indeed, within the first three decades of the Orc's coming, a third of the East Lands were in their possession. More conquered nations provided more slaves, and soon the Orc army was a horde larger than any of the remaining nations could muster. Concerned that the slaves, as numerous as they were, would turn on the Orcs, Grakam's father, and by then King of Gardul, ordered the "Blood Fade", a social initiative aimed at boosting the invader's population with loyal species. This naturally included the merging of Orcish blood with any race deemed appropriate, and within a few more decades, the Kingdom of Gardul controlled the entirety of the East Lands. Much like Oshmar in its former years, the East Lands have been united, albeit bloodily, under a single banner. Multitudes of races serve their Emperor, Grakam Greyhem, whose power is supreme. Together they form the world's deadliest fighting force, and once Oshmar falls, it is likely the rest of the free nations will follow.

The Grey Fleet

Grey Fleet

The Grey Fleet, named both in honour of its leader, and after the dull sails possessed by many of its ships, is a mighty force the world hasn't seen in a thousand years. Even in Oshmar's height, her combined maritime forces would have only just surpassed Grakam's terrifying arrangement of floating fortresses in terms of combat strength and tonnage. Rank upon rank of iron-clad monstrosities slowly crawl their way across the rough seas; tens of thousands of slaves ply their trade at the oars. The fleet stretches north and south for as far as the eye can see, and some of it has yet to leave the East Lands. It is truly a fleet like no other. Inside their dark hulls, dine the warriors of Gardul Yellowfang's legacy. Hundreds of thousands of them, all Orc to some degree, but all equally deadly. They sharpen their blades, practice their drills (for as much as the deck space allows, anyhow), beat their drums and drink to their future glory. Each day brings them closer, and as the sun sets on Oshmar, many are left with the grave conclusion that for the island, the end is nigh. Augmenting this impressive Orcish invasion force, are hundreds and thousands of Grakam's slaves. Crudely equipped, and lacking in skill, these East Lands auxiliaries are never the less a potent force. Offered freedom for time served, and death for failure, the enslaved species fight like savage animals for the right to survive. For them, the conquest of Oshmar is another depressing footnote in the history of their peoples, and like their fathers before them, they rise to the challenge of the meat grinder, that they may win their battles, and earn their freedom. A slim hope indeed, but a hope all the same.

Mechanics

Space Saver

Time: 48 hour real life time period = 1 in game week. This 48 hour period may be fast-forwarded, if all players have had a chance to post. There will be a season display at the head of the rp, with boxes. The box with the X is the current week in play. Movement: As a rule of thumb, an army can travel across one region per turn. Battle Resolving: Freeform resolution, however the GM has a battle-system that he'll crack out if he suspects god modding. The battle system will also be used to resolve any player vs player action, should any arise. In this instance, both players must state and agree their force strengths, the quality of their soldiers, the battlefield and their tactics. The GM will then adjust the force modifiers, depending on this information, and the rolling will begin. NPC City States: NPC City States should be considered Allies, and will be under control of the GM as far as their military forces are concerned. However, players are free to do whatever they want with them, beyond controlling their armies. This includes invading them - a scenario in which the GM will respond by detailing the NPC's retaliatory actions, if any. Raising Armies: Armies take time. A few hundred here, a few thousand there, and we wont have any problems. However, if I see someone raising 50,000 professional soldiers in the space of an in-game week, and dispatching them across the realm, I'll step in. If raising a new army, allow time for it to be raised. I'd say an in-game week per 10,000 as a general rule of thumb to go by. Navies: A navy, depending on the ships, could likely move 200 miles a day. Times that by 7, and you have 1,400 miles. Use the little "500 miles" line on the map to work out roughly how long it'll take for your fleet to get somewhere. Raising navies is not as easy as raising armies. The ships must be built first, after all. Consider allowing an in-game week to pass per 6 medium ships. This may appear unrealistic to some (a tad quick), but I see no sense in people waiting literal years for their fleets to be ready.

Rules

• Adhere to the established mechanics.
• If a player does something you find is contradictory to the mechanics, I'd rather you raise it with myself, or a Co-GM if there is one, rather than yell it out in the OOC.
• Be reasonable in all areas of this RP. Constant wins, successes and other positives will draw my attention.
• Show maturity at all times. Childish actions will garner childish responses, and I can be one Hell of a kid If I want to be.
• If you feel you could improve everyone's experience of the RP, yell it out in the OOC at any time, or contact me.

Oshmar City State Entry Sheet

Space Saver

City State

Oshmar Region: 1 - 11 Name of Region: Name of City: Can be same as region's name. Visual Description of City: This is more for the benefit of other players, who may wish to visit in one form or another. City Population: City's Defences: Include any walls, strongpoints, keeps and castles it may have. This applies to any fortifications that guard the approaches to the city. Visual description for each defence of note may be handy for other players, so provide one if you can. Also include any siege engines that may be attached to the defences (think Minas Tirith from the cinematic lotr) City's Food Stores: If surrounded and cut off, how long could your city hold out in a siege? Say so in months. Obviously food stores fluctuate, but this figure will just be a general estimate. City's Garrison Capacity: How many soldiers are needed to man your city's defences so that they're at full capacity? City's Main Industries: What are your city's famed exports and produces? This can be anything, from metal craft to herbal medicine and scholars. City's Government: A brief description of how your city's government works. List of Towns: List any towns that occupy your region, outside the safety of the city. Descriptions and populations are welcome, however to reduce workload, I will simply allow names.

Race

Race Name: Race Leader: Name, rank/title Race Leader Physical Description: Race Leader Significant Traits: This is for when your race leader is a special being. For example, if you had a nation of wasp-like drones, your leader may be the Queen who upon dying, would render the rest of her kind mindless. Race Physical Description:

• Male Appearances: : (If applicable)
• Female Appearances: (If applicable)

Use of Magic: (Not required, if your race does not use it, then remove this section. Describe what your race does with it and how widespread it is amongst the population. Life Span: How long do they live for on average?

• Male Lifespan: (If applicable)
• Female Lifespan: (If applicable)

Reproduction Rate: Are they like rabbits? Or are they like the rare Snow Leopard? Describe how quickly their population is able to replicate. Include how long it takes for them to reach “adulthood” in Earth years. I.e, a human would be16-18 years of age to be considered an adult. Society: What kind of society do they operate? History: Can be brief, or long. The more the better. I've left a lot of Oshmar's history vague, to allow for some creative licence. Religion: Describe the type of Gods/God your people worship. Significant Racial Traits: List here anything you feel should be mentioned. For example, if your race cannot swim, or if they require a certain diet to thrive. Seafaring Capabilities: Is your race experienced at sea? Do they use ships, or do they swim? Other Information: Anything that has been missed, and you feel needs a mention.

Military

Types of Soldiers: List and describe the common types of soldiers used by your city-state. An example would be something like this:

• Berserkers: Berserkers are drawn from the primitive tribes dwelling on the city's outskirts. They are a ferocious bunch, with deep beliefs in ancient warrior customs. Typically they wear no armour, and run into battle naked, however their flesh is covered in coloured war markings from head to toe. They use large swords and axes, and hurl themselves at their victims in a rage.

Call to Arms Capacity: If your nation was to declare a state of emergency, calling up every able bodied individual capable of serving in the ranks, how many soldiers would you expect to have access to? When deciding this figure, remember that someone has to remain at home to plough the fields, fire the forges and run things whilst they are away. Battle Doctrine: How do your armies fight? Give us a short introduction to your nation's combat tactics. Naval Presence: How many warships does your nation possess? And what are their functions? Example:

• 39 Galleys, armed with balistas and capable of carrying a hundred men. They form the navy's core in battle.
• 92 skiffs, lightly armed but quick. Used for harrying manouvers and to screen the advance of the galleys.

The Galactic Ocean

Lemme know if you want something changing. Character name: Magnus Blackclaw Criminal?: Yes Convicted for: Seventythree counts of murder in the first degree, possession of illegal weapons, property damage in excess of 8.9 billion, conspiracy to cause mass fatalities, facilitating the production of improvised explosives, eight counts of murdering a member of the security services, grand theft auto, resisting arrest and two hundred counts of assault with intent to cause serious injury or death. Species: Mesocricetian. Gender: Male Sexual orientation: Straight. Age: 15, 35 in human years. Appearance: Magnus is a long haired Mesocricetian, meaning that the fur covering his body is roughly ten inches long, and tapers off into a 'cape' near his hindquarters. The colour of his fur can best be described as 'charcoal', with vertical stripes of white, black and grey going from one end of his body to the other. He has a nasty scar behind his left ear, which is coloured white (whilst the other is black), and new fur has yet to grow over it. His eyes, customary of his people, are black. Magnus' pointed nose is slightly crooked, and missing thin strips of fur across its length, whilst his incisors are yellow and nicked in places. Height: On four feet, roughly 5ft. On two feet, roughly 7ft. Weight: 321 ibs. Apparel: Magnus wears an improved version of the Mesocricetian Quadrupedal Ballistic Combat Armour (QBCA). QBCA is made from square fragments of plasma treated steel titanium bound together by a leathery synthetic anti-ballistic material known as targon, and forms a jumpsuit that protects a Mesocricetian's vital organs. The visual effect is not dissimilar to a turtle's shell, and so many refer to the QBCA affectionately as T-shell. As Mesocricetian soldiers move on all fours, and stand only to aim their weapons, the shoulder, back and arm areas of the QBCA are extra thick. The chest and stomach regions, therefore, are more susceptible to missiles. However, this allows Mesocricetians to maintain their dexterity. Magnus' version is made from the latest lightweight anti-ballistic materials, allowing him to move quickly and easily whilst still benefiting from the effectiveness of QBCA affords its user. Additionally, Magnus wears a Panzer Helm III, or PZH III. The Panzer Helm, designed by Earth's military, was developed especially for Mesocricetian infantry. Essentially, it is a thickly armoured helmet, covering the face, ears and neck with blast-resistant alloys. Moreover, each Panzer Helm comes fully equipped with 'Optical Assist' technology, which works to provide the otherwise near-blind Mesocricetians with almost 20/20 quality vision. Optical Assist also features night-vision and thermal imaging modes. Weapons: The Mount Sinai Munitions Corp MS-32K, Meso Variant. Smaller than the original, and lacking some of the range, the MS32KM is designed for the smaller arm-length of the Mesocricetians, making for a more comfortable grip. Equipment: Energy powered arc welder, capable of cutting through several types of materials. Personal starfighter: N/A Skills: Engineer, Systems Technician Weaknesses: Extremely susceptible to rapid temperature changes. Powers: Behavioural Inhibitor Off Switch - Magnus' Behavioural Inhibitor can be controlled by the team's designated leader. Deactivating it will instantly revert Magnus to his native mental state, and he will attack everyone. Whilst this may seem rather pointless, and potentially dangerous, a Mesocricetian's natural high aggression and resourcefulness can be an ace card when situations go to shit. Personality: Magnus is very quiet, and barely speaks. Although he does grunt a lot, in fact, grunting is all he seems to do. He will often zone out if someone talks to him about anything other than the mission, displaying his obvious disinterest in what they may have to say. Biography: Magnus lived an ordinary life as a dockyard systems engineer, grinding away 9 til 5 every day without much purpose - like many of his kind. One fateful morning during a routine logistical systems check, he suffered a serious head injury when a crane lost its grip on a container, and released it on top of him. Consigned to a coma for four weeks, Magnus' damaged behavioural inhibitor went undetected by hospital staff. Upon waking, he thanked those who had helped him back to health, promptly left the hospital, murdered a weapon's store owner, took a stash of guns and waged a one man war against his own peoples. Six days of death and destruction later, and Magnus was finally apprehended. Hundreds had been killed or wounded in a rampage that had torn half a city to pieces. Although originally sentenced to death, the Meso Supreme Court took mercy on him, noting that his actions were committed out of "diminished responsibility" due to his damaged behavioural inhibitor. His resourcefulness and ruthless efficiency during his killing spree grabbed the attention of a local human admiral, who had caught news of the tragedy. Morbidly impressed that a single Mesocricetian with no military background could do so much damage to a civilised and otherwise passive society, the admiral flagged Magnus' name to his superiors. Consequently, Magnus' impending life sentence with no chance of parole was automatically replaced by an ultimatum of joining Oblivion Squad. Not wanting to rot in a cell for the rest of his life, Magnus accepted.

The Galactic Ocean

Hey, how are we all? Thought i'd post my proposed race before creating a character. Species name: Mesocricetians Appearance: Mesocricetians (mazo-cry-sate-ians) are typically stout-bodied, with tails shorter than body length, and have small, furry ears, short, stocky legs, and wide feet. They have thick, silky fur, which can be long or short, colored black, grey, honey, white, brown, yellow, red, or a mix, depending on the sub-species. They posess an upper and lower pair of large incisors, and have elongated cheek pouches that extend as far as their shoulders. Generally speaking, a Mesocricetian is around 3-4 feet high when on all fours, but can reach 6-7 feet if they stand on their back legs. Their front feet are akin to human hands, with stunted claws and only four fingers, but lack posable thumbs. Powers: None to speak of. Strengths: Mesocricetians are extremely flexible beings, despite their size and stocky build. They're also quite strong, and this coupled with their large incisors makes them formidable in close combat. They are able to communicate and hear in the ultrasonic range. Weaknesses: Despite their powerful build, Mesocricetians possess fragile bones, and cannot take the kind of beating they look like they could. Additionally, they are colour blind and nearsighted, forcing them to rely on their sense of smell. Age scale: 30 years is considered the average lifespan of both males and females. Culture: Mesocricetians are anarchists by nature, believing that no one creature has authority over the other. Their history has not been of competing nations, but of competing individuals. Naturally, they did not evolve same way as other races, and their population has always been small. However, with the advent of human contact, came outside intervention in the form of behavioural inhibitors. Over the last 100 years, nearly 90% of the Mesocricetian population has been implanted with microchips that greatly impair their natural aggression to each other. The consequence of this, is the rapid establishment of the Mesocricetians as a rising power. Birth rates have skyrocketed, and under careful human observation, their technology has reached plateaus that would have otherwise been impossible. However, a cultural void has taken the place of their inhibited aggression. Depression is widespread, and most Mesocricetians rely on a cocktail of anti-depressants to keep the suicide rate stable. No religion, and not much art to speak of. The Mesocricetians exist because they must; because alien ideals of unity, increasing life spans, flashing lights and political clout have to pay off at some point. Right? Homeworld: Meso Rarity: Mesocricetians now number in the hundred millions, thanks to the behavioural inhibitors. However, they are rarely seen anywhere other than their homeworld. Government type: Democracy, based on and established by Earth. Strength: Meso is a rising power, with its current industrial output sitting at roughly 50% of Earth's. Their fleets and ships are modelled on Earth's, with slight alterations. Though capable of mounting an effective defence of Meso, they are ill equipped for offensive warfare. Typically they assist Earth in its endeavours, and rely on it for defence in return. Backstory: See culture. Can expand if necessary.