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My new flag to fit in with the new RP theme.

Adenaline wrote:My new flag to fit in with the new RP theme.

You should make that your regular flag

Adenaline wrote:My new flag to fit in with the new RP theme.

Looks nice.

Adenaline wrote:My new flag to fit in with the new RP theme.

Looks good.

the silence is killing me

The Benain empire, The greg heffley, and Rambotania

The greg heffley

Adenaline wrote:the silence is killing me

It might be because a bunch of people left

Things will pick up once the RP gets started

Marlo wrote:Things will pick up once the RP gets started

Speaking of which. The RP starts..... NOW!

A small flotilla of ships lands on the beaches of a large island, and the settlers get to work establishing a new land to call home.
(Fast foward a few centuries to RP time, cause im not doing all that)

The great Empire of Rambosea and her king get to work building a great navy and creating trade. While at the same time claiming that our pope is the true pope. And we will defend any nation that recognizes our pope.

Phoenix-Bearer Aoife sat in his study. His great-great grandfather’s empire still stood. Aoife’s ascendancy to the throne is questioned during private conversations but not out in the open, those that did often disappeared or were found murdered. Aoife considered his recent decisions regarding the northern tribes and their barbaric ways. Their men serve as shock troops for the Phoenix and are the damned best at it, having fought units twice their size and won but Aoife’s opinion was more biased for his Southerner tutors instilled a generational hatred for the more warlike Northerners for it was their armies that conquered the south and forced under their banner, a conquest that his great-great grandfather almost made the Northerners pay for with their extinction.
“A fate they damned well deserve.” Aoife thought.

Emperor Killmore stood at his palaces balcony as he watched his people wonder from there homes. They all look up past the fencing and guards and see the Emperor and cheer. At that same moment two giant Rambosean flags dropped from the top of the palace and could be seen from miles away. The emperor walks I to his thrown room and sits down next to his son prince Richard a young 10 year old boy. The emperor starts to look over at his son and thinks of his Empress that died during child birth. He stands up gives his son a hug and says son you are the future and your mother opened the door for you. But father the boy asks, I don't want to be the leader. The emperor looks down at his son and says you are the future son and you will learn. Then he simply walks away.

At the other end of the great capital the pope sat in the holy church of Rambosea the largest this fare north (name is pope Freeman). The pope stays seated praying as a adviser walks up and interrupts. My holyness we have a matter of problems that the emperor has stated earlier today.

What is it my son?

Well sir it seems that the boy does not want the crown and to top it off many do not see you as the holy one.

I see I will chat with the boy in the morning. As of now we will have our followers soon enough. A grim look glows over his face.

Silk, spices, and incense luxuries that the demand is growing exponentially and when the traders came they bring there religion slowly after a centuries most of the country have accepted Catholicism and the one true pope of Rambosea. Vlandian trade is flourishing with ships from Rambonsea and Valtaia providing luxury goods.

Pizzaaaaa wrote:Silk, spices, and incense luxuries that the demand is growing exponentially and when the traders came they bring there religion slowly after a centuries most of the country have accepted Catholicism and the one true pope of Rambosea. Vlandian trade is flourishing with ships from Rambonsea and Valtaia providing luxury goods.

As trade grows we also send naval protection and are willing to sell ships if needed.

Time was the enemy of the state. What once was a vast empire bond with power and ine of the founding fathers of the modern world was now an Enclave of the former government. The Enclave as it was called stayed behind her walls as if to say stay away. Not all was a shambles for themselves. The nation began investing in mercenary work to help increase the fighting abilities of their soldiers and gave them a sense of the world they were in.

King Joseph Henrich Eden stood a 20 year old man as the emperor of one of the oldest peoples know to man. He had served in many campaigns, but none would match the Great Fall or the Empire some two centuries ago. Although the faith of both the neighbor of Rambotania was the same as the Enclave they did sport their own pope. It would be for the independence and maintainace of the little power they had left over the church. The Enclave navy was one of the most important parts of their existence as it protected trade and the sea side from the threat of piracy. In the end the Enclave has one motto, Only the toughest survive.

The greg heffley

thank you everyone for voting me for senator I will keep this region great tthanjj you

Life in the north was harsh, unforgiving and joyful. Northerners considers everyone their family despite many being strangers to their way of life. Religious festivities were held regularly and despite only a small number of Northerner still following the old ways, they welcomed everyone to the festivities and the festivities were days off for everyone.

The northern port city of Rika’s city bustled with activity. Merchants shouted out trades and prices, guards patrolled the streets and the Northern men prepared to march out for war. As provincial capital of the Northern province, Rika’s city was a wealth and populous one and it was the cultural and religious center for the north. This makes it the most heart broken city in the entire Phoenix Empire, only a fraction of the men that march for war return to their families.

Stefan just turned 18, the acceptable age that a Northerner can march for war. He hugged his mother, father, his brother and sister. He grabbed his sword and left to join the gathering group of men.
“Be safe out there and come back to us.” His mother said, her eyes were fill of sadness and proud.
“Do what your mother says and come back. Don’t be a hero, it will get you killed.” His father said, his scars from the battles he fought seemed more clear in the rising sun.
“Don’t go, I don’t want you to go.” Said Stefan’s littlest brother.
“I don’t you to leave either, please don’t go.” his little sister said, appearing in the door. As the oldest in the family of 5, he helped raise his sister and brother and guided them in the city as his father worked the forge and his mother worked elsewhere.
“I must go, little ones.” Stefan turned to his parents, their eyes filled with emotions. “I’ll be careful, no unnecessary risks, I’ll be home by Swan’s day.”

The Benain empire wrote:Life in the north was harsh, unforgiving and joyful. Northerners considers everyone their family despite many being strangers to their way of life. Religious festivities were held regularly and despite only a small number of Northerner still following the old ways, they welcomed everyone to the festivities and the festivities were days off for everyone.

The northern port city of Rika’s city bustled with activity. Merchants shouted out trades and prices, guards patrolled the streets and the Northern men prepared to march out for war. As provincial capital of the Northern province, Rika’s city was a wealth and populous one and it was the cultural and religious center for the north. This makes it the most heart broken city in the entire Phoenix Empire, only a fraction of the men that march for war return to their families.

Stefan just turned 18, the acceptable age that a Northerner can march for war. He hugged his mother, father, his brother and sister. He grabbed his sword and left to join the gathering group of men.
“Be safe out there and come back to us.” His mother said, her eyes were fill of sadness and proud.
“Do what your mother says and come back. Don’t be a hero, it will get you killed.” His father said, his scars from the battles he fought seemed more clear in the rising sun.
“Don’t go, I don’t want you to go.” Said Stefan’s littlest brother.
“I don’t you to leave either, please don’t go.” his little sister said, appearing in the door. As the oldest in the family of 5, he helped raise his sister and brother and guided them in the city as his father worked the forge and his mother worked elsewhere.
“I must go, little ones.” Stefan turned to his parents, their eyes filled with emotions. “I’ll be careful, no unnecessary risks, I’ll be home by Swan’s day.”

Who are you fighting?

Rambotania wrote:Who are you fighting?

It’s medieval times, there’s always some fighting going on between rebel lords, bandits or raids.

The Benain empire wrote:It’s medieval times, there’s always some fighting going on between rebel lords, bandits or raids.

Oh okay currently I'm not at war but that might change with the Enclave on my back.

As morning comes over the harbor's and beaches of the great Empire of Rambosea giant floating wooden vessels are seen all over with the Empires flag raised high. Naval power is now our main goal in funding as we are a island Nation. The empire continues to build new ships with some people being forced to help on construction but still being paid. Citizens look to the harbor's in amazement as they watch these giant's sail. Admiral Adam's stands tall on his largest ship of his Royal Highnesses first Fleet. Adams looks to the horizon as he spots pirates and orders his men to open fire they ring the bells on the ship and the others are alerted and immediately fire. On the pirates end it is the legendary captain White Beard who is comanding and he uses strategy seen little by the Empiral navy canapolts fire with flaming ammo from the pirate ships and sink one of the naval vessels. The admiral is surprised then he looks over the horizon and see the pirates are gone. Later that day the admiral wrote a report to the emperor and a few days later the emporer gets it and as he reads the admiral explains every moment in detail and claiming it's the gost fleet commanded by White Beard later this year we lost 10 ships to the gost fleet and the emporer gives a full kill any pirate on site order.

In the capital city 50 pirates are seen hanging over the roads and citizens cheer as the 51st is dropped.

Rambotania wrote:As morning comes over the harbor's and beaches of the great Empire of Rambosea giant floating wooden vessels are seen all over with the Empires flag raised high. Naval power is now our main goal in funding as we are a island Nation. The empire continues to build new ships with some people being forced to help on construction but still being paid. Citizens look to the harbor's in amazement as they watch these giant's sail. Admiral Adam's stands tall on his largest ship of his Royal Highnesses first Fleet. Adams looks to the horizon as he spots pirates and orders his men to open fire they ring the bells on the ship and the others are alerted and immediately fire. On the pirates end it is the legendary captain White Beard who is comanding and he uses strategy seen little by the Empiral navy canapolts fire with flaming ammo from the pirate ships and sink one of the naval vessels. The admiral is surprised then he looks over the horizon and see the pirates are gone. Later that day the admiral wrote a report to the emperor and a few days later the emporer gets it and as he reads the admiral explains every moment in detail and claiming it's the gost fleet commanded by White Beard later this year we lost 10 ships to the gost fleet and the emporer gives a full kill any pirate on site order.

In the capital city 50 pirates are seen hanging over the roads and citizens cheer as the 51st is dropped.

You plagiarized my Admirals name from the last RP

Castle Raven Rock

King Eden was a man of patience and good temperament. A trait lost to many emperors before him, including his predecessor. There was something of great interest for him. The loss of lands has left the Enclave with some forms of resources lacking. However the Enclave enjoyed precious metal deposits going down for miles. Word had reached Eden on the topic of a certain merchants from a past war that have the resources in question that are needed.

"Gaurds, somun an envoy." Quickly an envoy entered the throne room. The cold nature of the room brought the man shivers. Prizes from hunts, battles long past, and more lined the walls. "Yes your majesty?" The man bowed. "Go to Port Klon on the boarder of Vals. Bring word to Thaddeus Thatch to request that their leadership to be an audience here in Washingburg." He motioned for the man to leave.

Port Klon

Thatch was strolling the port when his advisor arrived on horse to him. "My lord! News from the Capitol!" The horseman dropped from the saddle and handed a letter to the Governor. "I see, his majesty wants an ambassador from the islands leadership. I will personally make contact with the people of the Valetia." The governor made his way to the estate and mounted his horse. "Open the gates, we are going to make a meeting with our neighbors!" Thatch replied enthusiastically.

United Enclave State wrote:You plagiarized my Admirals name from the last RP

Not really plagiarism because it's a different world and your admiral Adam's doesn't exist.

The hunt for pirates was on the Rambosean Royal Navy's starts placing bountys on pirates with the highest bounty of 20 thousand gold coins on the legendary captain White Beard. Many bounty hunters who owned small attack boats started capturing some pirates and killing most. While the most famous of pirates kill the bounty hunters easily. The seas are now ruled by two powers Navy's and pirates.

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