Lazaro1505
Skeleton Boi
(Fluff will come later, but do expect it today!)
The followers of the universe itself;
The Order of Kerem;
The Capital
Why must we be forced into such a role… to be forced into fighting a threat that we believed to be long gone
A man thought to himself within what appears to be a room, although, everything was too blurry and out of focus in order to get any more detail out of such. He was too busy trying to figure out… why. Their leaders had lied to them, saying earlier that the very threat of losing their Capital was long gone, a thing of the past, yet, here he is, training along with many others in preparation for a threat they have not ‘seen’ coming. Was it their ignorance and belief that everything was finally over that tricked them into going into a state of false security.
Are those in charge actually capable of leading this nation? They did lost their strongest and most intelligent councilman in the art of war… a man who would have surely done something differently to run this nation instead of it going back to a ‘peaceful’ state as it always as been, even after the attacks upon the vaults had occurred, it wasn’t until recently that they had decided to prepare for a threat. They might be undermanned for such… they might not have enough equipment… they-
He was then brought back to his senses by a hand grabbing his shoulder, turning to see another individual, one that appears younger than the aged man that was thinking earlier. The young lad had a look of concern upon his face, as they said.
“father, are you well? You have been staring off into the air for a while now… and, are you ok?”
Treaton, his only son and child. Being born 8 four-full seasons ago, even now, he still showed a sense of being a creative and imaginative child as he is. Kind hearted and always worrying for others… it reminded him of himself when he was younger, back when all he had to worry about was figuring out when he can go outside and play games with his neighbors and friends, or learn new things. Being young and unknowing of the world around you was both a blessing and curse in disguise. But now, he needed to respond… he can’t keep his son worrying now. Giving out a ‘false’ smile to hide his true emotions as of now, and to hopefully get more time to think about the recent events, he said.
“It’s fine Treaton… it’s just that training has been rather hard recently.”
“Father, why must you train? You had said before that life here was peaceful, nothing bad was gonna happen, yet, you speak of training as if something grand was gonna happen.
“It’s just normal to do such, like… uh, a requirement once you become of a certain age. Someday, you might have to do the same thing.”
“But I don’t wanna do that, it sounds hard and nothing I wanna do…”
“sometimes in life, you just have to do things you may not like doing. Especially if it’s for Kerem, the Universe itself. It is our duty as followers of the Universe to protect our sacred desert, and as such, we must prepare for it.”
With only a nod of understanding, the child then left his father alone, no longer having any more questions to ask. The man himself merely gave a sigh, as he looked towards the ceiling of his home… thinking to himself… is all of this worth it?
——————-
Later
“One-two-three-four, one-two-three-four, one-tw-“
The loud booming words had echoed through the air, the same old individual from earlier, now wearing some pieces of bronze armor over his body, marching in formation with a group of other similarly looking armed men. This was yet another day of training, preparing for this ‘Remnants’ that will soon arrive and lay siege to their Capital in a attempt to gain it like the Euovians had done so in the past. While most other soldiers here are fighting in order to protect their loved ones or their very nation… he was conscripted into such, and didn’t have much choice in the matter.
He may think he is proving a purpose by joining the other soldiers, but he is just one person against possibly the most dangerous threat in his life. What was he expected to do against such as a mere common Footsoldier? He couldn’t think too much about it, he needed to continue yet again, these useless discipline practices, as if it was gonna help in a real battle. Off to the side, he could see small glimpses of what appears to be the main star of the ‘show’.
A rather large Isopod, hell, probably the largest he has ever seen in his life, covered shell to leg in large metal plates armor, as well as some sort of device on its back. Last month, he had seen firsthand on what the damage that thing can do, a ‘cannon’ if he recalls correctly. A late time to be putting these creatures and weapons to use if the warning came only a few months ago… but hopefully they can win this one.
With only a sigh, the man continued forth, not by free will or some sort of goal, but instead, thinking in some sort of false hope that all of this will just blow over… and nothing bad would happen to him or his family.
“The times are changing… a grand war is arising. Would be able to survive such a thing?”The followers of the universe itself;
The Order of Kerem;
The Capital
Why must we be forced into such a role… to be forced into fighting a threat that we believed to be long gone
A man thought to himself within what appears to be a room, although, everything was too blurry and out of focus in order to get any more detail out of such. He was too busy trying to figure out… why. Their leaders had lied to them, saying earlier that the very threat of losing their Capital was long gone, a thing of the past, yet, here he is, training along with many others in preparation for a threat they have not ‘seen’ coming. Was it their ignorance and belief that everything was finally over that tricked them into going into a state of false security.
Are those in charge actually capable of leading this nation? They did lost their strongest and most intelligent councilman in the art of war… a man who would have surely done something differently to run this nation instead of it going back to a ‘peaceful’ state as it always as been, even after the attacks upon the vaults had occurred, it wasn’t until recently that they had decided to prepare for a threat. They might be undermanned for such… they might not have enough equipment… they-
He was then brought back to his senses by a hand grabbing his shoulder, turning to see another individual, one that appears younger than the aged man that was thinking earlier. The young lad had a look of concern upon his face, as they said.
“father, are you well? You have been staring off into the air for a while now… and, are you ok?”
Treaton, his only son and child. Being born 8 four-full seasons ago, even now, he still showed a sense of being a creative and imaginative child as he is. Kind hearted and always worrying for others… it reminded him of himself when he was younger, back when all he had to worry about was figuring out when he can go outside and play games with his neighbors and friends, or learn new things. Being young and unknowing of the world around you was both a blessing and curse in disguise. But now, he needed to respond… he can’t keep his son worrying now. Giving out a ‘false’ smile to hide his true emotions as of now, and to hopefully get more time to think about the recent events, he said.
“It’s fine Treaton… it’s just that training has been rather hard recently.”
“Father, why must you train? You had said before that life here was peaceful, nothing bad was gonna happen, yet, you speak of training as if something grand was gonna happen.
“It’s just normal to do such, like… uh, a requirement once you become of a certain age. Someday, you might have to do the same thing.”
“But I don’t wanna do that, it sounds hard and nothing I wanna do…”
“sometimes in life, you just have to do things you may not like doing. Especially if it’s for Kerem, the Universe itself. It is our duty as followers of the Universe to protect our sacred desert, and as such, we must prepare for it.”
With only a nod of understanding, the child then left his father alone, no longer having any more questions to ask. The man himself merely gave a sigh, as he looked towards the ceiling of his home… thinking to himself… is all of this worth it?
——————-
Later
“One-two-three-four, one-two-three-four, one-tw-“
The loud booming words had echoed through the air, the same old individual from earlier, now wearing some pieces of bronze armor over his body, marching in formation with a group of other similarly looking armed men. This was yet another day of training, preparing for this ‘Remnants’ that will soon arrive and lay siege to their Capital in a attempt to gain it like the Euovians had done so in the past. While most other soldiers here are fighting in order to protect their loved ones or their very nation… he was conscripted into such, and didn’t have much choice in the matter.
He may think he is proving a purpose by joining the other soldiers, but he is just one person against possibly the most dangerous threat in his life. What was he expected to do against such as a mere common Footsoldier? He couldn’t think too much about it, he needed to continue yet again, these useless discipline practices, as if it was gonna help in a real battle. Off to the side, he could see small glimpses of what appears to be the main star of the ‘show’.
A rather large Isopod, hell, probably the largest he has ever seen in his life, covered shell to leg in large metal plates armor, as well as some sort of device on its back. Last month, he had seen firsthand on what the damage that thing can do, a ‘cannon’ if he recalls correctly. A late time to be putting these creatures and weapons to use if the warning came only a few months ago… but hopefully they can win this one.
With only a sigh, the man continued forth, not by free will or some sort of goal, but instead, thinking in some sort of false hope that all of this will just blow over… and nothing bad would happen to him or his family.
Army make up:
Army 1;
- x1 Royal Guard
-x2 Giant Desert Isopod Herd
-x1 Footsoldier
-x1 Greater Isopod (armed with cannon)
Army 2;
-Adella / Hero Unit
-x1 Hunters
-x1 Tamed Lions
-x1 Javelin Warriors
Army 4;
-Brothers 3/Hero Unit
-x1 Footsoldier
Free Actions:
1. Free Advancement from Hero Roll:
Lvl 2: “The Anger of the beast”; Greater Isopods units now have a extra attack, which could be put to use when armored with a piece of siege equipment, giving it essentially 2 attacks instead of 1
Paid Actions:
1. Lvl 1 advancement: “Grand movement” Greater Isopods units have +1 Movement, -2 resources
2. 2/3. Hire 1 Greater Isopods unit, and arm with with a cannon on the same turn in the capital. -30 resources
Expenses;
Current resources: 258
Capital: +4
Farming Settlement: +6
Trade with Mesania: +12
Trade with Oni: +12
Trade with Zanzir: +12
Trade with Imperium: +60
Trade Routes benefit between settlements: +26
Per Turn: +132
Unit cost & lvl 1 advancement: -32
End Result: 358 resources
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