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Grid will be waiting for them with a very big Ice Spear behind her.
NorseQuest: Collective Edition (Group-Based Xianxia Settlement-Builder)
- Thread starter I.F. Ister
- Start date
- Original
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- He/Him
you mean the prestige?
Aabcehmu
Confusion as a Natural State of Being
- Location
- Chicago, IL
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- Any/All
I was mostly thinking money, once we have money, but prestige would also be cool. I'd also take some of the products (food if you farm, or other natural resources if there's something to extract) instead, if that's more convenient.
- Location
- Many Places
I'll claim 4H (If I've gotten the number wrong I mean the plot of land just above my first plot)
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Are people allowed to room together?
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Added.
Yes, but having your own home is more prestigious.
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Let's go with the natural resource one since were not sure when money will be a thing yet and I might use it for something other then farming.
Aabcehmu
Confusion as a Natural State of Being
- Location
- Chicago, IL
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- Any/All
Deal! I look forward to a very profitable relationship.
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other way around
Ivor and Kare's Spar (Kreenwarrior)
Ivor and Kare's Spar
Writing up a thing from the Discord last night:
Ivor shifts restlessly as he looks at Kare Sky-Dancer across the grounds of the challenge-field, waiting for the moment the spar is called to begin.
Despite being a practice-fight, he feels on edge, nerves crackling with anticipation. So far, on both his adventures he had avoided a serious martial challenge, and though he had practiced fighting with his father and elder brother, it had never had the edge of a serious spar with another Norse peer. It wasn't wise to display one's skills to their fullest to one's neighbors, because one never knew when one would have to fight them in earnest - the web of alliances and the ease of misstepping in the social game of nid and dreng made that clear. It's possible that Ivor's skills in "women's work", necessitated by a household without women or thralls, would have lead to a duel, but so far Ivor had managed to avoid that in the dance of diffusing, boasting and threats that was the lead-up to a true holmgang.
But while Rekavidr (as Ivor had privately already started calling it even if the Jarl had not officially named it such) was hardly one clan, anyone could see that the pressures of Haskistadr were already strengthening the bonds of its inhabitants beyond that of any normal Norse settlement. Also, the recent trip with Njall had left him feeling… not worried, certainly not worried, about his combat skills, but… when Ivor had overheard Grid, Kare and Agmundr discussing a sparring, he had felt that joining them would be wiser than it was not.
Which is how he found himself across the field from Kare Sky-Dancer.
Who could, from what Ivor knew, fly. And worse, had both skill in archery and a kunna that excelled at range - and no doubt could be very powerful in melee too.
Well, that might not have been as much of an advantage as Kare thought. Ivor had expanded his skills of late, from long hours working over cooking fires in an attempt to find ways to consume the foodstuffs of this new land. It had been of limited success, given that apparently everything they found was poisonous, but Fire opened up a new array of options.
As the beginning of the spar was called, Ivor raised his shield, just in time to cover a flash of lightning from Kare. Then his Fire flared behind him, forming a cloak, of ember wings.
One born on Gotland, ruled by King Hallr Blackhand, did not fail to understand the flexibility and power of the kunna of flame.
Ivor had hoped in vein there was some limitation to Kare's ability that would allow him to catch him, but so far it failed to materialize as both soared upwards. Ivor had hoped to throw fire between them, cloud their approach to the middle distance where he could launch ranged attacks with precision while not first getting skewered by a lightning covered arrow.
Thankfully, either he had the edge in maneuverability, or Kare was conserving ordstirr because the arrows Kare did shoot his way failed to land as Ivor was able to dodge them using the flame-cloak. Unfortunately, his preferred ranged attack, the Needles that had pricked his fingers so often as a child, simply lacked the speed to catch up to Kare. Who felt no shame in pointing this out. "But do you know the difference between you and me? I can keep this up until my Fated Day! You on the other hand? You're going to run out of Ordstirr eventually!!!"
Ivor retorted, "Yes, you are excellent at running away!" But despite the catcalls from those below, Ivor knew Kare had a point - he was having to pour more and more ordstirr into his wings. He had no idea if Kare's brag about his endurance was true or not, but if it was, Ivor had to end this soon.
There was no hope for it. As his father had taught him to do, in times of desperation, Ivor tapped into his saemd, that Aspect that was like a cloak. Immediately, the ember-wings behind him became more solid, rich in detail, showing little things, like the first fish Ivor had ever cooked for himself, his brothers, his father, his mother just a vague space radiating peace and love. And then Ivor was gone, rocketing forward at a speed that tore the air apart and let loose thunder.
The acceleration itself was dangerous, but even as Kare tried to evade, Ivor was on him. And, not wanting to give Kare a chance to react, he finished the battle in one move. Needles appeared, not on his hand, but emerging from almost every inch of his body, puncturing deep into and through Kare, avoiding vital organs and those places that would be nid to touch. But it was enough, the match was over.
Panting a little, Ivor released the needles and returned to the ground. Since he had absolutely no idea what he would have done if that hadn't worked, he was desperately glad to use the excuse of returning home to check on a cooking pot to avoid the round 2 the others seemed to be gearing up for.
Writing up a thing from the Discord last night:
Ivor shifts restlessly as he looks at Kare Sky-Dancer across the grounds of the challenge-field, waiting for the moment the spar is called to begin.
Despite being a practice-fight, he feels on edge, nerves crackling with anticipation. So far, on both his adventures he had avoided a serious martial challenge, and though he had practiced fighting with his father and elder brother, it had never had the edge of a serious spar with another Norse peer. It wasn't wise to display one's skills to their fullest to one's neighbors, because one never knew when one would have to fight them in earnest - the web of alliances and the ease of misstepping in the social game of nid and dreng made that clear. It's possible that Ivor's skills in "women's work", necessitated by a household without women or thralls, would have lead to a duel, but so far Ivor had managed to avoid that in the dance of diffusing, boasting and threats that was the lead-up to a true holmgang.
But while Rekavidr (as Ivor had privately already started calling it even if the Jarl had not officially named it such) was hardly one clan, anyone could see that the pressures of Haskistadr were already strengthening the bonds of its inhabitants beyond that of any normal Norse settlement. Also, the recent trip with Njall had left him feeling… not worried, certainly not worried, about his combat skills, but… when Ivor had overheard Grid, Kare and Agmundr discussing a sparring, he had felt that joining them would be wiser than it was not.
Which is how he found himself across the field from Kare Sky-Dancer.
Who could, from what Ivor knew, fly. And worse, had both skill in archery and a kunna that excelled at range - and no doubt could be very powerful in melee too.
Well, that might not have been as much of an advantage as Kare thought. Ivor had expanded his skills of late, from long hours working over cooking fires in an attempt to find ways to consume the foodstuffs of this new land. It had been of limited success, given that apparently everything they found was poisonous, but Fire opened up a new array of options.
As the beginning of the spar was called, Ivor raised his shield, just in time to cover a flash of lightning from Kare. Then his Fire flared behind him, forming a cloak, of ember wings.
One born on Gotland, ruled by King Hallr Blackhand, did not fail to understand the flexibility and power of the kunna of flame.
Ivor had hoped in vein there was some limitation to Kare's ability that would allow him to catch him, but so far it failed to materialize as both soared upwards. Ivor had hoped to throw fire between them, cloud their approach to the middle distance where he could launch ranged attacks with precision while not first getting skewered by a lightning covered arrow.
Thankfully, either he had the edge in maneuverability, or Kare was conserving ordstirr because the arrows Kare did shoot his way failed to land as Ivor was able to dodge them using the flame-cloak. Unfortunately, his preferred ranged attack, the Needles that had pricked his fingers so often as a child, simply lacked the speed to catch up to Kare. Who felt no shame in pointing this out. "But do you know the difference between you and me? I can keep this up until my Fated Day! You on the other hand? You're going to run out of Ordstirr eventually!!!"
Ivor retorted, "Yes, you are excellent at running away!" But despite the catcalls from those below, Ivor knew Kare had a point - he was having to pour more and more ordstirr into his wings. He had no idea if Kare's brag about his endurance was true or not, but if it was, Ivor had to end this soon.
There was no hope for it. As his father had taught him to do, in times of desperation, Ivor tapped into his saemd, that Aspect that was like a cloak. Immediately, the ember-wings behind him became more solid, rich in detail, showing little things, like the first fish Ivor had ever cooked for himself, his brothers, his father, his mother just a vague space radiating peace and love. And then Ivor was gone, rocketing forward at a speed that tore the air apart and let loose thunder.
The acceleration itself was dangerous, but even as Kare tried to evade, Ivor was on him. And, not wanting to give Kare a chance to react, he finished the battle in one move. Needles appeared, not on his hand, but emerging from almost every inch of his body, puncturing deep into and through Kare, avoiding vital organs and those places that would be nid to touch. But it was enough, the match was over.
Panting a little, Ivor released the needles and returned to the ground. Since he had absolutely no idea what he would have done if that hadn't worked, he was desperately glad to use the excuse of returning home to check on a cooking pot to avoid the round 2 the others seemed to be gearing up for.
Thing 1
I.F. Ister
Fortifying The Thread
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- He/They
Grimfari Jarl stands on a large platform constructed for the coming purpose. Around him, scatted haphazardly on the slopes of the shallow hill, are dozens of sod tents raised from the earth itself.
Lifting his hands above his head, he calls for the attention of all those in attendance, "Friends, we are gathered here today to conduct the first Thing of our new land. Let us find fair laws as we work to further better ourselves and our families."
How the Thing Works:
-First, bring the case before the Thing.
-Second (Optional), assemble your Legal Counsel (I'll pull you and your helpers into a PM)
--There, you will determine your strategy.
-Third, both sides pick 9 Judges (other players)
--Following that, each side takes turns veto-ing one of the other side's picks until you have 9
-Fourth, both sides give their cases
-Fifth, the Judges discuss amongst themselves (in a PM) before coming to a conclusion.
-(Optional) If you disagree with the outcome, you may challenge your opponent to a fight. They do not have to accept.
If you have a law to add to the Lawspeaker's memory, that functions similarly to the above, just without the vetoing and counter-vetoing. Nine judges decide if the law is good and fair before adding it to the books.
This Thing will be going on for the next few days or so. You may also continue upgrading during this time.
Lifting his hands above his head, he calls for the attention of all those in attendance, "Friends, we are gathered here today to conduct the first Thing of our new land. Let us find fair laws as we work to further better ourselves and our families."
How the Thing Works:
-First, bring the case before the Thing.
-Second (Optional), assemble your Legal Counsel (I'll pull you and your helpers into a PM)
--There, you will determine your strategy.
-Third, both sides pick 9 Judges (other players)
--Following that, each side takes turns veto-ing one of the other side's picks until you have 9
-Fourth, both sides give their cases
-Fifth, the Judges discuss amongst themselves (in a PM) before coming to a conclusion.
-(Optional) If you disagree with the outcome, you may challenge your opponent to a fight. They do not have to accept.
If you have a law to add to the Lawspeaker's memory, that functions similarly to the above, just without the vetoing and counter-vetoing. Nine judges decide if the law is good and fair before adding it to the books.
This Thing will be going on for the next few days or so. You may also continue upgrading during this time.
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- Location
- Eastern Seaboard
Is there a specific method/format in which we should propose a law?
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Rikard Villeson appeared to be somewhat irritated by something that had gone on--though anyone who had kept their ear to the ground and paid attention to the land claims could likely infer the reason.
"I have a Lawsuit to bring forth to Kare Sky-Dancer!" He called out. "I had been preparing my lands for expansion, and had found that my neighbor had laid a claim to the only undeclared property adjacent to my own! He hasn't even plowed his own fields or prepared more than a single home from what I could see from my own homestead, but he's boxed me in with more land than he's even begun to use! I've attempted to resolve the matter privately with my blood-brothers as a go between, but the man's been nowhere to be found since! He's certainly not dead, but I'll not find myself cornered when there's still so much space left unclaimed!"
[X] (LAWSUIT) Rikard Villeson is upset that Kare Sky-Dancer has boxed him in, and would like to contest his claim on H4
OOC: Actually, it was an honest mistake, but we decided to roll with it to give the Thing setup a field test.
"I have a Lawsuit to bring forth to Kare Sky-Dancer!" He called out. "I had been preparing my lands for expansion, and had found that my neighbor had laid a claim to the only undeclared property adjacent to my own! He hasn't even plowed his own fields or prepared more than a single home from what I could see from my own homestead, but he's boxed me in with more land than he's even begun to use! I've attempted to resolve the matter privately with my blood-brothers as a go between, but the man's been nowhere to be found since! He's certainly not dead, but I'll not find myself cornered when there's still so much space left unclaimed!"
[X] (LAWSUIT) Rikard Villeson is upset that Kare Sky-Dancer has boxed him in, and would like to contest his claim on H4
OOC: Actually, it was an honest mistake, but we decided to roll with it to give the Thing setup a field test.
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I.F. Ister
Fortifying The Thread
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- He/They
[X] (Law Proposal) blah blah blah blah blah
- Location
- Southampton, Great Britain
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- He/Him
Is there any penalties to not accepting?
I.F. Ister
Fortifying The Thread
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- He/They
The Laws currently say nothing regarding if they do or do not have penalties. If you think there should or shouldn't be, make a Law Proposal
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[X] (Law Proposal) The challenged may turn down a challenge request for no penalty. If the challenger pursues it further they will suffer heavy nid.
Is here where we should officially decide our settlement name?
I.F. Ister
Fortifying The Thread
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You may make the proposal
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So you want challenges to be impossible? Yeah, no, this law is ridiculous.
I.F. Ister
Fortifying The Thread
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- He/They
Looks like there's conflicting law proposals, which means we proceed with the legal proceedings as stated in the Thing post
Grab your lads and pick your Judges, cause the Court is in session!
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gotta lawyer up
- Location
- Many Places
[X] (Law Proposal) Kare Sky-Dancer would like to propose that Challenge requests can be postponed during an active crisis until that crisis is resolved.