Cursed Blade (Governor): The Republic of Zombie Aurora
WA Delegate: None.
Last WA Update:
Embassies: Gypsy Lands.
Tags: Anime, Anti-Capitalist, Anti-General Assembly, Anti-Security Council, Anti-World Assembly, Eco-Friendly, Magical, Minuscule, Multi-Species, Password, Puppet Storage, and Quarantined.
Fae is home to a single nation.
Activity • History • Administration
Today's World Census Report
The Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector in Fae
World Census special forces intercepted crates of smuggled weapons to determine which nations have the largest arms industry.
As a region, Fae is ranked 1,862nd in the world for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector.
Nation | WA Category | Motto | ||
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1. | The Republic of Zombie Aurora | Father Knows Best State | “once upon a dream” |
Regional Happenings
- : The Republic of Zombie Aurora succeeded Velarus as Governor of Fae.
- : Regional Founder Velarus ceased to exist.
- : Velarus updated the World Factbook entry.
- : Velarus granted Successor authority to The Republic of Zombie Aurora and renamed the office from "Undersecretary of the Infernal Civil Service" to "Unbroken Edge" in Fae.
- : Velarus named the Governor's office Cursed Blade in Fae.
- : Velarus updated the World Factbook entry.
- : Velarus dismissed Chivalry and romance as Junior Tempter of Fae.
- : Velarus dismissed Sapphique as High Command of Fae.
- : Velarus arrived from Commonwealth of Liberty.
- : Velarus changed the regional password.
Fae Regional Message Board
Things are well. But Karma/my job have been occupying my full attention. Capitalism in this world and the next, if you catch my meaning. Sorry for neglecting this place.
Not a problem, I was just checking in.
Almost zombie time!
I saw that. The players behind this region seem not to have much time, currently. Too bad their puppets won't get cards.
I liked the outcome of my card, too :) One of the few of mine that actually looks better vertical, lol. Yours is nicely aligned and suitably horrifying :P
From "Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell." I'm reading it now, came across this mysterious little excerpt, and thought it should live here.
I reached out my hand; England's rivers turned and flowed the other way;
I reached out my hand; my enemies' blood stopped in their veins;
I reached out my hand; thought and memory flew out of my enemies' heads like a flock of starlings;
My enemies crumpled like empty sacks.
I came to them out of mists and rain;
I came to them in dreams at midnight;
I came to them in a flock of ravens that filled the northern sky at dawn;
When they thought themselves safe I came to them in a cry that broke the silence of a winter wood.
The rain made a door for me and I went through it;
The stones made a throne for me and I sat upon it;
Three kingdoms were given to me to be mine forever;
England was given to me to be mine forever.
The nameless slave wore a silver crown;
The nameless slave was a king in a strange country.
The weapons that my enemies raised against me are venerated in Hell as holy relics;
Plans that my enemies raised against me are preserved as holy texts;
Blood that I shed upon ancient battlefields is scraped from the stained earth by Hell's sacristans and placed in a vessel of silver and ivory.
I gave magic to England, a valuable inheritance
But Englishmen have despised my gift
Magic shall be written upon the sky by the rain but they shall not be able to read it;
Magic shall be written on the faces of the stony hills but their minds shall not be able to contain it;
In winter the barren trees shall be a black writing but they shall not understand it.
Two magicians shall appear in England.
The first shall fear me; the second shall long to behold me;
The first shall be governed by thieves and murderers; the second shall conspire at his own destruction;
The first shall bury his heart in a dark wood beneath the snow, yet still feel its ache;
The second shall see his dearest possession in his enemy’s hand.
The first shall pass his life alone; he shall be his own gaoler;
The second shall tread lonely roads, the storm above his head, seeking a dark tower upon a high hillside.
I sit upon a black throne in the shadows but they shall not see me.
The rain shall make a door for me and I shall pass through it;
The stones shall make a throne for me and I shall sit upon it.
The nameless slave shall wear a silver crown,
The nameless slave shall be a king in a strange country.
Velarus and Zombie Aurora
Alone. To help.
The nutshell. No ‘scape.
Egress. Again.
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