In the times of [i]old[/i], a [i][b]Great Empire[/b][/i] reigned but it [i]fractured[/i]. An [i]era of strife and hardship[/i] led to a [b]Grand Exodus[/b]… The [b]Nobles and Peasants[/b] of a [i]thousand[/i] fractured tribes cities and villages, made [b]The Long Journey[/b] to a distant yet [i]familiar[/i] land... …to the realm... of [b]Newtopica[/b] Through struggles and death the great kingdoms of the [b]New Realm[/b] rose to [u]dominate[/u] every corner. [b]The Noble [i]empire[/i] Empire[/b], dominating the vastness of the outer spaces, their space magics producing an abundance of food, while allowing the interesting persons of the realm to come to their places of living for unknown purposes. Their alarming likeness to regular people; shocking. [b]The Kingdom of El[/b] inhabiting the multidimensional space known as the tesseract, it’s zealous seekers, traveling to distant cultures and reaping souls for their unknown and nefarious purposes. Of what those could be none may know but them; the soul seekers of El. Their leader the Great El is a picture of their races seemingly undying beauty, just their presence is said to intoxicate, like men and women of marble they dazzle the mind when revealed. [b]The Flying City of Alessia[/b], patrolling its territories of various Mountains to the east, rivers and valleys to the north and abundant plains and rolling hills to the South and west. A formerly agrarian civilization, the brilliance of their people led them to the discovery of Magical technology. Ubiquitously referred to as Magitech, the city and it's magitech is always hungry for the crystalline fuel that drives it's society. The High Empress Lord Leader Lady, leads her people with a Victorian precision, and her subjects incorporate their enigmatic technology and her wisdom into almost all aspects of life. [b]The Schlaugendaurff Empire[/b] is a merchant state, setting it’s ports off the coast of Sorlufftok sound a strange land with many strange names, their main exports being “tobasco sauce” -an odd imitation of the human version- and the ever present surf-dwelling Urckenlatens, strange crablike macroparasites living in the brackish waters. The parasites are attracted to the massive flows of sewage produced by their industrious doings on. The amalgam-like Schlaug’s comprise of goblin- gnome- and troll-like beings, and are ruled by the Stautten a conclave of the strongest and must cunning amongst their kind. All are equal under the Stautten; the Stautten says so... They are always on the search for Flautennaters and Norftens though what those are is yet to be figured out by any other civilized species In a particularly bleak corner of the world [b]The Empire of Mike Illitch Jr.[/b] Stands, it’s monuments to caesers undying devotion to pizza and market dominationpierces the sky with a lance of steel; all of the land is blue da ba dee da ba dye; Etsy Throw pillows leave massive warehouses in amazondotcom vans; mules painstakingly weave them with their teeth for wasteful youths and middle aged women. Great codeine vats dispense their drugs into the nostrils of the mules to keep them calm and all the while the Overlord Mule-tender Mike Illitch Sr. watches and reaps the profits. A [i]warrior[/i] society of [b]The Gamla Upsala[/b] inhabits the plains of Gotland. The abundant lands of their home produce mead and turnips in great amounts, but is unfit for the growing of their most coveted [i]chilli peppers and lettuce[/i], it is said the Norse Like people and their Jarl go mad when they can’t get their [i]chilli-p’s and lettuce[/i]. Though much to the chagrin of the other denizens of this land their bathing habits can seem a bit… sparse [i]The water dwelling[/i][b]Turg’u[/b] forever locked in a battle against the wretched Sea-grass planted by their hands. In the great forests of underwater Seagrass they make their society, eating and cultivating waterbeasts to eat the great grass stalks with them. Their leader The U’turg is a royal venerated as the highest being; and they swim about their home with wide flapping earlike protrusions and trunks that keep the wretched life giving weed in line. And finally the [i]Deathly Ones[/i]; known as [b]the Bone Zone[/b], in their decaying lands of soot and ash, they are led by the Cryptkeeper; a maniacal spirit of unknown strength. They destroyed their land in an apocalyptic nuclear and None but the overlord of the bones know the reason for this massive cultural suicide. Zombies stalk from its blackened glowing heart to consume all who enter its border lands. Their sloughing flesh and gaping mouths tearing at flesh and bone and metal alike. [i]It is in this land that your leaders vie for greater control and power, and it is here that the long [b]Entropy of Civilization[/b] begins.[/i] A hooded envoy of the [b]Greater Lord's[/b] hands you a [i]contract[/i] between [b]Heaven and Earth[/b]. Penned by [i]the Fates themselves[/i] and guaranteed by the [u]Gods[/u]. Your mandate is clear… you alone have the blessings of nebulous and f[i]i[/i]ckle Gods to rule all of Newtopica, but who knows what the future may hold… He offers you with a bony malnourished hand: a quill of flesh, earth and bone. It burns to the touch, but it is the only way… *To be continued* [spoiler]Edit 1 for content and clarity. Edit 2 because I'm a [i]moran[/i] Edit 3: Including missed details on the Schlaugendaurff, because I'm SuperMoran Edit 4: Welcome to the realm of Newtopica, [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/261901770?sort=0&page=0]please go here to make a new empire[/url], *Vote in the polls beginning at each post. *If you have a recognized Empire by the Greater Lords, you will be able to pilot your empire through a series of dice rolls made by the house with diminishing chances to succeed at actions per post. You decide as your Empires "God" how you can manage to someday rule the Greater Realm of Newtopica, and Restore The Great Empire lost, or perhaps that is not what you all want? I mean all it takes is one power hungry individual, could happen, ngl. Chances of success per round are known only to the house. Don't take it too seriously, be sporting chaps; and have fun. Its way less complicated then it might seem, or maybe it doesn't seem complicated idk, just bump the post and upvote if you want to see more.[/spoiler]