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[Closed] 5000BC

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Riverman

Am Fear Mòr
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Tribal drums beat, and campfires blaze as the first peoples to permenantly embrace agriculture and nomadic herding of animals begin to take shape, replacing the previous hunter-gatherer means of living as permanent and semi-permanent towns and villages begin to take shape. Small tribes, most of whom only number in the hundreds, have began to form proto-cultures, mysticism and mythology that would eventually evolve into things more familiar- Languages, Religion, Identity.

You yourself are unaware of what will become of the currently small, somewhat irrelevant tribe that you rule over- Be you a respected Elder, guiding and shepherding your people, a tight-fisted warchief that sits upon a throne forged in blood, or anything in between. What will be the fate of you, and your people? Where did they come from? These questions, dear reader, are yours to answer.

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Mene

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"The harvest will be good this year," the man spoke to himself, allowing the precious handful of fertile black silt deposited by the floodwaters of the unending river his people depended on to trickle from his outstretched fist to the ground from whence it came now that he's satisfied of it's quality. Some days, it seemed to him all of creation began, and ended, in this thin green strip of land clinging to the banks of what gifted it life. The ocean and desert beyond only promised death to those who had no memory of the nomadic ways of their ancestors. He idly watched his sons far beneath him, coordinating the ongoing work efforts and lending guiding hands whenever and wherever leadership by example is found necessary. He had begun to permit them to demonstrate their quality as of late, a decision that has admittedly come with it's regrets. Foolishly they believe that they can divert the annual overflow of the river with nothing more than a grid network of ditches flanked by earthen walls; domesticating the force of nature and then harnessing it for more favorable results. He doubted they would last a single flooding season. Their sisters busied themselves in more practical endeavors, much to his approval, like overseeing the construction of a vast granary intended to wisely store national excesses of grain in preparation for an eventual coming famine, in addition to the very sensible establishment of a institution of healing for unwhole individuals.

The Mene begin to study basin irrigation (-1 action), start the construction of a granary where a portion of grain is stored in times of plenty in preparation for redistribution during times of famine (-1 action), and finally, begin to establish a beautiful isolated sanctuary of healing staffed by swnw specialized in various fields of medicine promoting healthy living (-1 action).
 
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