The situation in Gostand can simply be explained. After the raids from Korintheya didn't stop and the Bjeua-Sowjeta took too long to find a solution, the anger of the population exploded. The BS was stormed, Jehniak killed and opportunists used the chaos to enrich themself.
At the same time, the second Voradoz was held. Seeing the sudden chaos that the raiders brought the priesthood concluded that the raiders with their unknown armor and language that bring so much pain and chaos into the land must be worshipers of Shimargerl and Kzornavor and therefore want to destroy the planet. To protect Toast and save earth they called for a "Grjasje Dareiberunk" (Great Cleansing) of Toast. The goal of the Grajasje Dareiberunk is to remove depravity, sin and anything else relating to the black god from Toast. Using the Retjeri es Befrogir they are currently violently taking over the peasant republic.
All good rp content coming our way lol
The raiders continue their rampage across the coasts and rivers, but now, with a new horse breed becoming more popular and dominant, Raiders with fast horses are emerging across as The Santland, Addunheim, Ferneus, Psunam, and Free Toast come under attack from water ways, any nation with a land border also comes under attack. These riders are highly skilled in riding and are quite tough considering the desolate landscape that they come from, are also bent to the will of the Imperial army and are allowed to carry out raids on The Santland, Ferneus, and Addunheim with impunity.
With the Fernusi army now freed up from the civil war, they make outposts and forts along the southern river and western border in an attempt to hold off the raiders.
Ferneus is obviously more at risk due to our recent civil war and the fact that stone is mainly used for buildings and other things.
The people of The Santland gather their armies and prepare to march. The horsemen are no match for the skilled riders of The Santland and are easily chased away. The border towns are fortified and the Verns motion that they move to send an attack to the raider camps
I'm sort of going for the fringe groups iron born raiders, sort of like vikings and Huns and stuff for the most part, Look up Iron Born in GoT and yes in fact a good number of the raids fail, but the sheer number means that they still make some kind of profit and sustain themselves. Whatever raids do attack cities are usually coordinated by the army for the economic gain that it presents.
yea I figured it would make pretty good content now that everyone has to deal with that one semi-organized state.
Lenard Voss I: The Road to Elverstadt
It had been a long week for the young Lenard. Since the sun had risen a few days prior, it had been non-stop working on his farm. Ploughing the fields, herding the sheep and working on the new mill, which he hoped would turn out to be a fine investment. Now that the week was almost, Lenard and his brother Baldur set out in the morning with their cart of goods for Elverstadt, where they hoped to sell them for a decent fortune. It was a trip he had been dreading since the roads had become increasingly dangerous over the past few weeks, especially with their close proximity to Korintheya. As they silently walked along the road, their cart of goods in tow, a faint noise appeared from the distance.
"D'ya hear that? Horses." Said Lenard to his brother.
"Aye, I do. Could be anyone though." Replied Baldur, but Lenard wasn't taking any chances.
"We need to hide. Quick. Leave the cart behind." He said anxiously and as the noise got louder and louder, they went off the road, hiding behind a small oak tree that had collapsed. The noise got louder and louder but eventually, it stopped. Lenard peaked his head to see what was happening and saw 10 men mounted atop some large and burly horses. They inspected his cart of goods and began to talk in a foreign tongue that Lenard and Baldur could not understand. His cart only had vegetables and other food, so nothing of real value. The 10 men began to look around but one of them began speaking again and they all rode away. Once it seemed the coast was clear, the 2 brothers returned to the road and continued their path to Elverstadt.
The 3 main clans ready their best warriors for the dual A small clan that specializes in Swordsmanship and archery joins the duals The night walkers of darkness
1st Night walkers
2 undead soul
3 Shining Dragon
4 River Walker
Night walkers spares all warriors
The Imperial Government, now realizing that the raiding and roving tribes and groups have begun to attract the unwanted attention of the The Santland's forces which have been driven back into their own territory with relative ease by the superior professional Imperial army, have caused the Emperor to decree that raiding all raiding activity is to be stepped down and that the people should prepare for the possibility of war from outside forces seeking to penetrate their borders to wage a war on the raiding groups. While naval superiority is assured, due to the combination of an advanced navy and raiders taking to their own warships, mainly galleys and longships, which have, in their raids, done great damage to the fleets of all of the costal nations. Meanwhile though, the situation on land is less acceptable. The Imperial army consists of some of the best soldiers in the world and has troops like sovereign protectors, which are known to have the fighting prowess and worth of ten to twenty men at least, is still looking at a bleak situation. Despite being better in every respect due to a national support for it and such, it lacks anywhere near enough men and numbers to effectively wage a war against a quadruple alliance and will be forced to look to the warrior and raider clans and tribes to at least wage a nonconventional war to wear down the enemy forces while they engage in the field fighting.
Deep within a dark forest, a group of 20 soldiers, all hailing from House Fornev, are manning an outpost on the western border of Ferneus. At 9:43 pm, two soldiers are patrolling some time away from the outpost....
"Can't believe we're the ones stuck on patrol duty..." Said Farev Nemik, a newly freed slave who enlisted shortly after the end of the civil war. Next to him is Derik Manus, a 34 year old veteran of several conquests. "Perhaps instead you'd enjoy sitting around in a cold, damp room all day." He said. "You have a poi-" The veteran cuts him off mid sentence. "Shut it. You hear that?" The two stand in silence, alert. "Those sound like hooves..." Said the now shaken recruit. "Just stand your ground while i figure out what it is." Derik walks off into the forest right before he gets shot in the eye with an arrow. "Oh, gods!" Terrified, Farev runs off to the outpost, bumping into Saveh Geran, the Lieutenant of the group. "Bloody hell boy, whats gotten into you?!" The Lieutenant asks, bewildered. "The Sergeant, hooves, invaders, h-he-!" The lieutenant gets shot at with an arrow, prompting him and Farev to get inside a nearby barracks. "Save the chit-chat, we're under attack!" Other soldiers begin returning arrow fire at the enemy. The raiders charge out of the trees, slaughtering most of the soldiers. Saveh turns to Farev. "Get to the capital boy, let them know we're under attack!" Farev runs off, escaping the fight. Saveh, the last man standing, manages to kill three men before he is overpowered and killed. The raiders begin sacking the outpost, but only find food and personal belongings. Farev makes it to the capital, informing the council and the secret meeting of the attack.