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|1.||The Cyrodiilian Dominion of Queen Alessia||Anarchy||“I am my own Woman; First, Last, and Always.”|
|2.||The Tamrielic Free Land of Argonia and Black Marsh||Father Knows Best State||“May the Hist embrace you”|
|3.||The Tamriellic Empire of Imperial-Empire||Father Knows Best State||“Pax Per Bellum”|
|4.||The Republic of Skyrim And Nordic Peoples||Left-Leaning College State||“Nords Arise!”|
|5.||The Teyrnir of Volaena||New York Times Democracy||“Kesi Botagon”|
|6.||The Matriarchy of Twosret||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“جمهورية مصر العربية”|
|7.||The Divine Entity of The Emperor of Tamriel||Left-Leaning College State||“The Empire is Law, Law is Sacred”|
|8.||The Federation of Ald-Resdayn||Corrupt Dictatorship||“Azura Shogahag, En Taljeg”|
|9.||The Holy Empire of Edmulus||Psychotic Dictatorship||“Unity, Discipline, Work”|
|10.||The Kingdom of Nord Skyrim||Moralistic Democracy||“Talos Guard You”|
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- : The Kingdom of Atmoran Skyrim departed this region for Sea of Ghosts.
- : The Kingdom of Atmoran Skyrim arrived from Skyrim.
- : The Virtuous City-State of Alofstead agreed to construct embassies with The Mainland of Tamriel.
- : The Imperial Pantheon of Nine Divines departed this region for The Mainland of Tamriel.
- : The Imperial Pantheon of Nine Divines arrived from Osiris.
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|The Campy Fanfic of Trollz|
(Just letting you all know I am still alive and plan to write more soon. Have been working and out of town, still am in fact, but will be back soon and have more free time to access a computer and so I will continue on. Hope everyone else has been well for Tamriel though I see no recent activity from anyone. Glad to see Argonia and Black Marsh revive and I notice the High Chancellor and longtime member Great Cyrodil has CTE'd and hope he comes back, but if not perhaps proposing a new High Chancellor be interesting, but as always I am committed moreso to continue the creative story/RP side of our alternate Tamrielic universe and always interested to see what you guys have to add to it.)
|The Virtuous City-State of Alofstead|
|The Tamrielic Free Land of Argonia and Black Marsh|
|The Campy Fanfic of Trollz|
The Empire of Tamriel: Departure From Solstheim 8th Heartfire, 4E 204
The Fellowship had arrived in Solstheim about three weeks prior and made the small trek to Maerwyn and Medea's cabin on the outskirts of the settlement of Raven's Rock. They found the cabin empty and devoid of any signs of the couple revisiting it. Finding the door sealed with a level 90 lock mechanism they decided to wait until nightfall and investigate the town. The locals said they had not seen that the pair for over a year when Sir Mazog commissioned them to help defend Tamriel from the Akaviri Invasion.
Resigned, the party returned to the cabin and Zep Po the Khajit delicately worked on picking the difficult lock all night, breaking many picks in the process. Around midnight to the glee of the bored companions, Zep managed to open the lock with only a few picks to spare. Gaining entry to the house the Fellowship enters and lights and a fire and cooks some food. Zep Po after intensely focusing on the difficult lock walks into Medea and Maerwyn's room and collapses asleep on the bed purring loudly in deep drowse. Trollz eagerly remembers the cooking pot and sits down looking up at Cassandra as she prepares a stew, like a hungry dog his two good eyes grows largely and he drools expectantly for some food. Madai with Bella and the pale Redguard Olivia, the two vampiresses under his arms tours the house grunting out some begrudged approval.
"Well, at least he has a decent sized enough house I suppose for a family." Madai mutters.
"Do you wish you were a mortal again my love?" Bella's thick kissy lips play a sinister smile.
"No. Men have lost their connection with the world and Nirn, their innate free nature like the beasts have." Madai shakes his head. "But my daughter has made her choice, she has her own free spirit like her mother did. If that Maerwyn cannot provide for her like a man I will not fail to kill him the next time."
"Forget this past life and Medea, stay a child of Nocturne with us and be my daddy. Surely you are hungry and forgetting who you are now. Drink from me daddy." Olivia the pale skinned Redguard vampiress seductively and submissively throws her arm around Madai's strong neck kissing it and baring her own imploring him to drink from her.
"Was she more beautiful than me? Your former wife?" Bella the sumptuous dark-haired Imperial vampiress on the other hand breaks away and gives a jealous look at Madai.
"Yes she was very beautiful, a warrior, a free spirit too." Madai grins back at Bella whom snarls at him with her fangs suddenly and throws Olivia, whom is desperately clinging to Madai, to the side.
"Even if you do cure yourself from Nocturne's Gift remember I'm mommy now." Bella grabs Madai by the beard and pulls him into her lips kissing him and biting down on her tongue the same way she infected him with the vampirism and making him drink her blood.
After the rest of the party that aren't vampires finish eating Cassandra's stew, Madai announces to them that he must go retrieve the Wolfsbane Petals as part of the special potion they need to make in order to cure him of vampirism and the lingering side effects from his long time as a werewolf. Remembering the location from their previous adventures Sir Mazog and Felicity agree to lead Madai alone of the vampires with them and they also bring along Tizona the High Elf spellsword with them. They set out leaving the rest of the party at the cabin in case Maerwyn and Medea return, and to purchase and forage some supplies.
After about a week of trekking to the far north of the island of Solstheim the four arrive at Hvitkald Peak. A familiar pass greets them along with the familiar shriek of rieklings, the little impish goblin-like creatures that inhabit the wilds of the island. Somewhat sentient like goblins and falmer, the rieklings issue out of the same cave where a band of them had assaulted the party years a go. Felicity the Dunmer Ashland warrior leaps down from a pass above swinging her spear in a wide arch and knocking the rieklings back and some tumbling down the mountainside. She engages the warband with ferocity and with a human howl Madai jumps down from above his axe dancing through the rieklings with supernatural vampiric speed. The old Nord nods approvingly at Felicity for her intensity in combat as he dispatches the last foe with a death stroke.
Suddenly a shrill blast of a crude horn blasts out and from two levels above them some boulders and rocks slide down from above battering the Madai and Felicity though the manage to avoid being squished to death or knocked off the mountain. Several more riekling issue out of the cave another group of the little monsters jeers and taunts from above and begin riding in from above mounted on wild boar. As the riekling boar riders reach the two warriors suddenly the Orc Sir Mazog in armor and sword drawn seems to appear out of thin air, his Elder Councillor cape blowing behind him and he casts the ability Blessing of the The Emperor of Tamriel upon the party augmenting their stats and vigor. His shield deflects the lance from a rider. He kills its boar with a deft slash sending its rider flying forward into the ground, before it can lift itself up the riekling is dispatched at Felicity's spear. The trio back to back fight hard fending off the swarming rieklings attacking them from both sides.
Just as they begin to tire, exhausted, wearied by some small wounds and exertion, a lightning bolt pierces a riekling ride from above. As a shriek begins to escape the creature a torrent of fireballs rains down upon the flank with the boar riders. Used to the cold and ice climates, the fire balls explode doing much damage incinerating riekling and boar alike. The fireball storm turns upon the riekling infantry and those not burned to death are sent flying off the mountain by the force of the blasts. Tizona, one of the Aldmeri Dominion's agents and representatives, casually walks down from the pass above, her enchanted sword called Colada sparks and gleams magically in her hand as she approaches.
"You are all so slow! Didn't any of you learn even any beginner's magic at least? I sent Mazog back hours a go. Well let's hurry then I found the flower." Tizona impatiently struts past the Orc, Nord, and turns to her Dark Elf kin Felicity looking her up and down tutting with some disapproval. "I can teach you a basic single fireball if you like dark sister."
"A true elf warrior has no need of magic tricks." Felicity retorts twirling her spear skillfully.
"How foolish! We are the superior magical race! You are most unwise to forsake the gifts of our higher nature. No wonder Morrowind has fallen so far." Tizona shakes her head and hands Madai the wolfsbane petals which Sir Mazog confirms.
"Morrowind may appear fallen to you, and indeed we have had many hardships, invasions by the Argonians, the Akaviri, and all the N'Wah; but Morrowind has still emerged free and we earned it by only our strength! Goldenskin sister perhaps I will let you teach me some basic magic for the good of our Fellowship, but be wary that your arrogance will be your weakness. It is wiser and stronger for us to just live in peace and freedom, not to conquer the other men and the mer and continue the cycle of bondage and slavery." Felicity, whom had been enslaved by the Argonians at one time rebukes Tizona but agrees to learn some novice magic from her later.
Another week elapses when the four that had set out to retrieve some wolfsbane return to the cabin at Raven's Rock. Trollz runs up excitedly sniffing them curiously smelling some boar meat which they had harvested from their battle with the rieklings. They wait until the first week of the month of Heartfire passes on the chance that Maerwyn and Medea might show up, but they never do. Sir Mazog announces that the party cannot tarry much longer and suggests that since Skyrim was the last place the Elder Scroll was known to be, that perhaps they sail to Winterhold where Medea is also a member of the Mage's Guild there.
Agreeing to this plan the party well stocked with supplies returns to their ship and sets sail for the mainland of Skyrim. Sir Mazog and Cassandra write a note and leave it at the cabin for Maerwyn and Medea and recounting their adventures in brief since they became separated. Trollz dips his paw in ink and imprints in on the back to confirm he is alive. Madai slides a secret letter he had written himself into a book, Mystery of Talara, on Medea's bookshelf. Zep Po the Khajit re-locks the house much quicker than it took for him to pick it.
|The Resurrected Empire of The Legion of Mankind|
|The Commonwealth of Canulusia|
|The odd display|
(Hey, got here yesterday, I’m new here, and I’m looking to claim a spot on the map.)
|The Campy Fanfic of Trollz|
The Empire of Tamriel: Caught In The Ice 21st Sun's Dusk, 4E 204
Over a month a go the party of adventurers and their ship docked in the cold northern waters of Winterhold. Situated in the extreme north of Tamriel, the Great Northern Sea has frozen over early. Using the time of a month the crew met with the College of Winterhold and secured permission to stay. The vampires, especially Madai whom is presumed to be dead in Skyrim, have opted to remain with the ship and hunted some horkers out on the ice in the month the rest of the crew stayed in Winterhold.
The College had managed to somehow find the legendary Eye of Magnus a few years a go in the time of the Dovakhin, and while this has boosted their reputation among mages and the The Empire of Tamriel, it also has had an ill effect too. Now and then troublesome creatures of basic form called Magical Anomalies emerge and attack the town. These creatures are formless and so their attacks are not actually very powerful, but the difficulty in killing them due to their strong magical shell makes life difficult if their numbers are not kept in check. To pay for their stay the remainder of the crew agrees to help provide magical pest control for the town.
Tizona and Cassandra both being members of the Mage's Guild all ready use this time to learn some new spells and practice. Though wary of magic, Felicity agreed to allow Tizona to teach her a basic fireball spell in Solstheim. During the stay the Dunmer chieftainess also allows the guild mages to teach her a few other basic destruction magic spells and to practice them to raise her skill level enough to be proficient with basic spells.
When not helping Zep Po and Trollz and the mages cull the magical anomaly creatures, Sir Mazog pours over the famous library of the Arcaneum Along with another orc whom is the head librarian, Urag gro-Shub, the Elder Councilor searches for lore about the Elder Scrolls. The old orc librarian tells Sir Mazog about how the Dovakhin had found the last known Elder Scroll nearby in a cave shrine to the daedra Hermaeus Mora, but that this scroll was taken by the Dragonborn to fulfill his famous quest. The librarian suggests that perhaps the Elder Scroll could be anywhere in Skyrim, or even Solstheim for that matter if it had remained with the Dragonborn. Otherwise it could be lost entirely and like many of the powerful and divine artifacts of the world may have manifested itself elsewhere by now.
Studying the histories for weeks on end Sir Mazog also finds books which recall the finding of an entirely different Elder Scroll in the third era. This Elder Scroll had been stolen by the Gray Fox, the leader of the thieves guild, from the very secret and guarded vaults of the Elder Council itself. Though it is unclear what happened to this Gray Fox, it is thought that the town of Anvil where the Count Umbranox suddenly returned around the same time the Scroll was stolen might be a promising lead if the Scroll of Skyrim cannot be found. Zep Po the Khajit confirms this account being a thieves guild member himself. He notes that it was thought within the internal lore of the Thieves Guild that Count Umbranox had been the previous Gray Fox, but that he used an Elder Scroll to undo the curse of that office which prevented people from recognizing a person before handing over the Gray Cowl to the next Gray Fox.
Almost two months elapse from when the crew arrived in Winterhold and stayed there. After buying up what little supplies are afforded for sale in the small northern city, and training and researching, they return to the ship, still stuck in the frozen seas to discuss which Elder Scroll to try to hunt down. Having found no sign of Maerwyn and Medea either, Madai supported by the two vampiresses consider searching Skyrim the best choice since there is a chance they may find his daughter Medea too. Sir Mazog, Felicity and Zep Po insist that going on the long voyage around Tamriel to Anvil, where the lore is more certain to lead them to the Elder Scroll, or at least a significant clue to finding one is more prudent. Tizona walks up deck hearing the argument.
"What use is it anyways to wait to sail to Anvil? The boat is fast frozen in the sea, we cannot sail among icebergs lest the boat be dashed to pieces. Let us just travel through Skyrim on foot until I find my daughter, then we can go whichever way you please if you wish to still spare my life." Madai argues with Sir Mazog and the others against sailing to Anvil.
"Ha we will have a way to figure that out!" Tizona shouts and turns her hand unleashing a massive torrent of flames near the front of the ship melting some of the ice. "Sisters, show them what you have learned." The high elf calls out and Cassandra and Felicity throw their own fire magic into the spray of the flames melting off the ice around them which begin to rapidly steam.
"Gahhhh! FIRE!!!" Trollz shrieks at the sight of such a show of fire magic and runs madly down below deck. The three mages stop and laugh and Cassandra goes below to calm Trollz down and bring him back up the deck.
"Do you have any idea how far Anvil is?! We'd still have to sail across the entire cold north, High Rock and Hammerfell to get there. You can't melt it fast enough." Bella turns her nose up at Tizona.
"Lazy harlot I am not confined to a box in the daylight like you." Tizona snarls back and a spark crackles between her hand and her enchanted lightning sword Colada.
"We will be too close to Aldmeri Dominion waters......or perhaps that's just what this arrogant high elf bich wants!" Bella snarls back baring her long vampiric fangs and her arm also makes its way slowly down to where her knives are.
"Now now ladies hold on!" Sir Mazog ever the diplomat intervenes between the two. "It's true we cannot really sail all the way to Anvil until the winter is over, and that's not for many more months. And the Aldmeri Dominion must not find out about our quest." Sir Mazog nods at Bella and then turns to Tizona. "However with your help we could get to Solitude at least more quickly." Sir Mazog then turns to Madai whom he originally began the dispute with. Madai silently stone-faced considers the orc's suggestion. "Solitude has a better harbor and after investigating the the town we could decide then which route to pursue. Perhaps also Maerwyn and Medea have gone there, but if not it is the biggest city in Skyrim, we are sure to learn something."
"Aye and we will be able to resupply also for the city is very rich! It be a good waypoint whether we travel by sail or the sole of our paws." Zep Po the Khajit nods approvingly to Sir Mazog's plan.
The group agrees to this plan and the mages; Tizona, Cassandra, and Felicity disembark from the ship and go on ahead of the ship to magically melt the ice and cut a path for the ship out of the harbor and towards Solitude. Trollz, Sir Mazog, and Madai take turns throughout the day and night to guard the three mages on the ground from pesky horkers and mudcrabs and the occasional lone ice wolf which wander the frozen icebergs. Tjolfdir and the Mage's Guild see their efforts from afar and help them greatly make it out to sea for about three days journey and then return to the College of Winterhold. It is slow going trapped in the ice and having the thaw their way out, but the crew creeps along the frozen sea determinedly forward.
|The Commonwealth of Canulusia|
|The Virtuous City-State of Alofstead|
Thanks for the heads up. I've not got much experience with Warcraft tbh, so will pass, but good luck!