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  1. After some recent developments and I’ve begun to notice my College results are becoming very poor (On average I use to get A’s and B’s but now I’m getting D’s and an E for my most recent test). I’m leaving the discord server for the foreseeable future to put all my time and focus on College. My posts will also significantly slow down (maybe 1 or 2 a month) until maybe around January, earlier if significant improvement comes. sorry for any inconveniences. edit: I will still be checking the forum every now and again, so I will be able to continue with the LAANN and DoC threads
  2. “--Let’s not forget we’re entering a warzone once we land, no one is our friend in there, even if they wear the flag of Limonaia or Fulgistan, for that matter. We’re going to move as quickly as we can and avoid anything that looks like trouble." The Faloki Captain Liu commanded, gritting through his teeth as the ocean foam splattered across the hull. "This ocean liner is not fitted for one on one combat against a power equal or greater then ourselves. Let's just--" Faint in the distance, the exchange of rifle fire could be heard from the interior, flashes of light speeding across the dishevelled coastline. Almost immediately the captain and the men on the deck leapt to the safety of the ground. However, no pinging of metal or any signs that they were the target for that matter came. Hesitantly the captain lifted himself from the wooden floor as one of the two Intelligence Officers who had come along poked his head out a side door. "The gunfire came from the border of the Oclait border, sir." The Captain nodded to the I.O., turning his head back to the gathering of 'soldiers' in front of himself. As his eyes gazed over the men and women, yes they had training, but he knew that whatever they had gone through before would be nothing like Ceris, and definitely nothing like the Oclait Territory. They were priests first and foremost. As the Captain begun to open his mouth to speak, the High Priest Itisekon burst out of the control room, with his cellular phone in his right hand, clapping it shut. "Are we ready to land, Captain?" "Yes, howe--" "Excellent. The Intelligence Officers have found a nice bay near the Rusheau border." Itisekon stated, pleased with current events and himself. The same Intelligence Officer from before had exit the control room to the High Priest's side, beginning to reiterate the High Priest's words, although with rationalisation. "The bay's beaches are flat but defensible positions are possible, especially in north due to the headland. The strait leading into the bay would force any incoming ships into a bottle neck, so if we must fight, we have a chance. Shaedal Bay is our best option for success." The High Priest looked over the starboard side of the ship, giving the Captain ample time to give him a glare behind his back for interrupting him twice, before turning to the crew to finally finish. "Let's just get this over with. Into the bay we go." With his commanding voice, the ship begun to turn clockwise by 90 degrees, heading towards the bay's narrow entrance. Picture of the Shaedal Bay after landing from High Priest Itisekon's camera.
  3. Tokallē Teōmatilistli a Nēkanatlakasētla Metztlikua Culture #03: Tēōmatē Basics Tēōmatē is the national religion of Metztlitlalio, with up to 80.2% of the population adhering to the many sects recognised by the Temple of Culture and Religious Life. Tēōmati is broken up into several sects, the main three are the Totas Sect, Nepanatla Sect, and the Agilni Sect. Which together make up 95.4% of all Tēōmatē followers. The main idea that all of the sects of Tēōmatē follow is that the universe has two parts. Matter (Tlamanatlē) and Form/Soul (Alamatlē). Without Tlamanatlē, the Alamatlē cannot interact with the world. And without Alamatlē, Tlamanatlē has no form and cannot interact with the world. Tēōmatē, compared to other religions of the Wurld, has very lax 'ethical laws'. And those that do exist are primarily about the upkeep of the Wurld. Such as the banned consumption of highly intelligent meats (such as fellow humans, Crescent Birds, Chimps, etc.) and restraint in the consumption of meat in general. As such, homosexual behaviour or similarly 'progressive' ideas are not considered an issue within Tēōmatē, and within the Metztlikua culture, where bisexuality is the norm, is not even considered something that could be an issue in the first place. Within Tēōmatē, there is no deity (except within the Agilni Sect and several smaller subsects.) or deities. The closest to one would be Kipakatlē, which is a giant creature that makes up the Mun (Which they call Metestlē or Tlalōkipakatlē depending on context). And where all organic material and Alamatlē come from. When someone dies, their Alamatlē returns to Kipakatlē to be reused for other life, and depending on how well that person serves Kipakatlē, their Alamatlē is reused for an organic being relative to that servitude. Which comes with the consequence that slaves are actually considered one of the highest serving groups, as they have their entire life devoting to the upkeep of the Wurld or serving those who do. Blood sacrifices to Kipakatlē to keep his energy up as he created new life use to be commonplace, however blood sacrifices were banned and subsequently removed from scripture by the Limonaian Empire, who initially thought of Kipakatlē as the Devil in disguise, but with the translation of scriptures into Cristinese for Limonaian priests to dissect, they found that Kipakatlē was more akin to a twisted form of their God, and thus attempted to synchronise the two, fazing out sacrifices and several other considered 'barbaric' practises. However a symbolic form of sacrifice is still performed using decaying organics such as plant life and/or carcasses of dead 'lesser' animals. Each living being has an Alamatlē (what is considered 'alive' or 'not alive' is up to serious debate – primarily around bacteria and viruses), which makes up their personality and form. However memories requires both Alamatlē and Tlamanatlē. One to create it, and one to store it. There are also Abstract Alamatlē, souls/forms that guide processes, such as time, perspective. And even more abstract concepts such as emotions and concepts. No Alamatlē is conscious or alive, they simply exist. Priests are, to some extent, able to communicate with other Alamatlē besides their own, the more trained and wise a priest is, the more precise and accurate their communication is. The Archpriest however, is considered to house two Alamatlē – Their personal Alamatlē, and the Alamatlē of Purpose. To give out purpose to those around them, to serve the upkeep of the Wurld.
  4. The room was large and rectangular, with a basic long table and chairs, made of a dark greyish rock. Basic. Two main windows on the eastern long side of the room overlooking the Temple of the Highest, still under repairs after decades of misuse and degradation. Scaffolding covered major towers and domes, like a metallic cobweb, with thousands of workers clambering across like spiders. "-Best wishes. Ismail Tian-Han." Oqixatlitetl stated closing the envelope and hesitantly handing it over to the Archpriestess, who reached out and plucked it from the man's hand, reading it for herself as he begun to talk. His voice was thick with a Tapelt accent, and overly ambitious for his role. "It appears as though the mother nation of the Faloki have taken well to our prospects of friendship. I suggest we take this opportunity we have with both arms out.". As Oqixatlitetl lay out his plan, he walked around the table, picking up a Popoatli from a bowl and inspected it. "Fulgistan is a rising power, and in such a prime location..." "It would not be enough." The Archpriest commanded, tapping the wooden table with her fingers. "Fulgistan may be a powerful ally, but if we wish to truly set up a network of alliances for Alharu, we will need at least one more nation." She took a deep breath and sighed. "But who?" "There is always the possibility of Eul--" But before the Foreign Affairs Minister could complete his sentence, Tletlaxoxitle cut him off, her voice stern and uncompromising. "Eulycea is out of the question. There is not a trace of our ancestor's rivals left in their Yatotlan blood.". Silence hung across the room for several minutes as the two went to deep thought. A sudden echo of a wooden door slamming rang across the room, the Archpriestess stood up in shook as the Foreign Affairs Minister put himself in front of her, expecting the worst. Instead, a young lady made herself known but entering the room. Totasaslo complexion, dark brown hair, short. Isayōkōnexetli, the Archpriest's Tekilanani, had arrived. Tentatively, Oqixatlitetl removed himself from the Archpriest's line of sight, allowing her to see her own wife without obstruction. "Isayō? What purpose brought you to us at this time?" Tletlaxoxitle questioned, her face struck with a slight frown. "Am I not welcome? I am deeply sorry if I interrupted something important." Isayō answered, bowing subtly to the Archpriest, who took several steps towards Isayō, bowing her head down in response. "Not at all. We are simply discussing that boy's Native Nation's proposal, I will come see you once we are done." She stated. The Foreign Affair's Minister raised an eyebrow in suspicious, but said nothing. "Oh! I knew you would come around to it eventually!" Her tone shifted dramatically to that of excitement, attempting to stay in a polite posture, leaning back and forth subtly. "May I recommend the Matriarchy of Oyus? Out of all of Alharu, they appear to be quite friendly to newcomers.". "We will take in your consideration, Priestess Isayōkōnexetli." The Foreign Affairs Minister replied. As he did, Isayō begun to make her leave, following her Archpriestess' orders. Better late then never. As the Priestess walked towards the exit, Oqixatlitetl leaned over and whispered into the Archpriest's ear. "Why did you not tell her about recent developments?" He questioned, his voice careful and respectful as to not disrespect his Archpriestess. "I will. In time." Tletlaxoxitle whispered, not taking her eyes off as she left, even lingering on the last spot she could be seen as she had left the room. "I do not mean to be disrespectful nor rude my Archpriestess, but..." The Foreign Minister's voice trailed off. After a moment had passed, the Archpriestess flinched and turned around towards him, speaking rather more informal then usual. "Isayōkōnexetli has had a history with the Faloki I would rather not expose right now. It would be best to withhold this information from her for now." The Foreign Minister nodded, closing his eyes as he did so. "Of course. I will inform the High Priests to tell the rest of the Temple of the Highest and the Temple of Finance. The Archpriestess sighed and fixed her slowly slouching posture to be upright, speaking formally once more. "Find out if it is in our best interest to send a letter of invitation to the Matriarchy of Oyus." "Of course, my Archpriestess."
  5. Of course :). This was just a proposal to see if people were okay with me getting involved.
  6. I’m not sure if I am too late, but Metztlitlalio would happily take in the refugee Christians if there are no other alternatives. Metztlitlalio is willing to accommodate 5,000-10,000 immediately, and if given 2-3 months to prepare, a maximum of 100,000. Anymore and the infrastructure will not be able to accommodate. Metztlitlalio has access to (although a bit shoddy) ocean liners that they can transport people with if all else fails. Metztlitlalio already has a large Christian sect with their own autonomous region that is one of the richest areas of the nation, so although Metztlitlalio is a theocracy, Christianity is a protected faith and allowed to be freely practised within the autonomous region. Below I will put reasons for why Metztli may not be a great candidate for refugees, but also why Metztli is (suspiciously) welcoming:- -Climate: Metztlitlalio has a tropical climate, perhaps not the best climate for a steppe people, however the temperature range is somewhat similar. And the Yatotla Autonomous Kalpolli (Christian region) has. Mainly deforested their region, so tropical diseases are lessened in that region. -Infrastructure As most know, Metztlitlalio isn’t exactly a powerhouse and does require further industrialising, however the Christian region is the most industrialised outside of the capital territory, and I’m sure many would prefer to live in cramped apartments or rural villages then a Haruspex labour camp. +Work Force Metztli has a population of 20 million. It needs some form of influx of migrants if it ever is to truly industrialise as so few live in the country compared to it’s size. An injection of 10,000 of working age adults would do wonders, 100,000 could potentially kick start a new base of economics... or the infrastructure could collapse. It’s a 40/60 chance to be honest. And hey, if all else fails. Metztlitlalio is in need for some cheap labour of it’s own in the agricultural and mining sectors . +Diamond in the haystack there is potential for some of the refugees to hold valuable information that Metztlitlalio can use for leverage, either politically (unlikely) or to introduce new ideas into the economy (likely). Which helps the above reason. Of course not everyone in Metztlitlalio would agree to this, but hey, it leads to some very interesting plot lines in the future. Just in time for Metztlitlalio’s 2020 elections. As stated in the past, Metztlitlalio is a MIC/LIC nation, so it would probably be best for my nation to be a last resort “we have no other options”.
  7. Indeed, I had a look at several IIwiki pages that I could gather information from, if they are up to date of course. Perhaps this ethnic family tree could one day be expanded to all currently active nations, to help visualise and consolidate data. Until then, I am still on the look out for indigenous groups of Aurelia and Alharu.
  8. The Capital Paper (Amatluatekaken) Tenoch Okelotlamachallē kicked out of her own party. The head of the Tlateqopnōsētla (also known as the Qopnō Party or Conservative Party), Tenoch Okelotlamachallē, in a stunning historic turn of events, was expelled from his own party earlier this Sunday at midnight (17th November 2019), and recently confirmed earlier today with his leaving speech. The speech was played live over the National Metztlitlalio Broadcast Network at 8am this morning. At the end of this article is a translated copy of the script for those who was unable to watch the broadcast. With Tenoch Okelotlamachallē exiled from his own political party, the possibility he will be reelected in his Kampan, Tlalōtaxakalli Otosotla, is unlikely as he is now under an independent Tlatonitōnatlē unless another party picks his up for the upcoming Kampan and Kalpollē elections in 2020. The removal of Tenoch Okelotlamachallē only a month and a half away from the start of the official campaigning season, and coupled with the refusal of both Tenoch Okelotlamachallē and the Tlateqopnōsētla party to publicly disclose their reasoning for the expulsion, has casted doubt onto the party's ability to hold dominance in the next election. The leader the other major parties have yet to release their opinions on the matter due to the lack of context and reasoning, with the leader of the Makoxotlasētla party herself, Xiadanē Xōxisynada, stated that "Until we know all the details, we can not and will not release any formal statement on the expulsion of Tenoch Okelotlamachallē from the Tenoch Okelotlamachallē.". With no leader of the party, a snap election within the party has been scheduled to begin at the end of November. Ever since I first stepped into the Tlateqopnōsētla Temple, I strived to make this nation a better place then I first came. And although I believe I have done that, the Tlateqopnōsētla Party has decided to relieve me of my duties to the people they represent, and ultimately sealed my political career to it's end. So I am today public ally announcing my forced resignation as the head member of the Tlateqopnōsētla party and it's temple. I feel as certain today as I did ten years ago that in a democracy, if you give people a choice you have a purpose, a duty, to implement what they decide. I have done my best to do that, to help the common people with the hardship of common life. I negotiated within my Kalpolli to have minimum wage increased by 10% and across Metztlitlalio for continual support of the League of Alharu and Aurelian Native Nations, which as come to be proven as widely successful for the wider economy. And I did everything I can to convince other Tlatonitōnatlē to back the proposal nationwide, and although had succeeded, not to the extent I and many others had hoped for. But it is now clear to me that it is in the best interests of my Kampan for a new Tlatonitōnatlē to lead that effort for me. And to continue the growth of Metztlitlalio by doing his or her part. Both I and the party have kept the Archpriestess, my Purpose, and the highest priests fully informed of my leave, who personally decreed my split from my party last Saturday on the 17th of November. It is, and will always remain, a matter of deep regret to me that I have not been able to deliver my promises I had layed out to the people of my Kampan completely, and I hope successor to seek a way forward that honours what has been built upon so far. To succeed, and to find the strength and will that I could not muster. I have always lived by the quote 'Compromise is not a weakness. Life depends on compromise.' This country is a federation. A federation of compromises, trust, and family. Not just a family for the individual ethnic groups, but for each and every one of us. Every family, every social group. We may not agree on individual policies, but nonetheless we are still a family. We stand together. And together we have potential for a great future. A future without the need of slaves, a future without the need of such fear of the outside. A future, I will be happy to watch unfold. Even if I cannot play a direct role within the Temple of the Commoners. I will still love this nation, and love the opportunity I had to serve this great and beautiful family. -Tenoch Okelotlamachallē, Wednesday, 20th of November.
  9. 36B, 26, 22, 14 Doom of Ceris The TATs Atlafaloko Whanganui Sea, Adlantic Ocean, Last Week. The rugged blackish waves slammed and sloshed across the hull of the ship, foam spewing, splattering, soaking the ship. The distance echoes of thunder rocked the ink-black sky, a constant ambient noise of rumbling and crackling, like the heavens themselves were twisting and cracking, near snapping. Rain poured down upon the deck of the ocean liner, seeping through parts of the floor and collected as large puddles. The naval jack of Metztli, a striking flag of red, drenched and dullened by the downpour. Only several hundred meters away a bolt of lightning struck the sea, temporarily illuminating the rusty off-white starboard side of the ship, and the more recently painted deck and accommodation. But as quickly as the light came, it faded, with the only traces left was the pungent smell of ozone and metal quickly overpowered by the ocean's own stench. The ship in question was the Tla'ākatopixiko Atlafaloko, also known as the TATs Atlafaloko. was one of the many ocean liners that were sold to Metztlitlalio by Fulgistan within the past couple years. It already had several nautical miles to it's name when sold, and with the ship near the end of it's lifetime, Archpriestess Tletlaxoxitle Second to hold the name gave up the ship to a group of Priests and their High Priest of the City Temple of Tenamitlepetl of the Kalpollē of Tlalōmitletlō for their project: To set up a Teōmati community on Ceris. Picture of TATs Atlafaloko as it sails away from the port city of Kisatli. Temple of the Highest, Metztlitlalio, 2 Months Ago. "--And understand that any bloodshed will be placed upon you, Itisekon." The Archpriestess stated, she sat on her throne in the centre of the Temple of the Highest, painted stone columns ordained in gold, platinum, and jade surrounded the room, partially obscured by darkness and shadows. With several hundred other lesser thrones in a U shape facing towards the Archpriestess. Standing in front of her was a man of Totasaslo complexion. Short, light brownish gray skin and brown hair. The man wore a long tunic, dress-like, white with a orange rim. Orange and red patterns covered the tunic, a representation of his rank. High Priest. Itisekon held his feathered headdress in his hands, customary when in the presence of the Archpriest. "O-of course, My Purpose." Itisekon confirmed, his stern voice tainted with faint apprehension. His eyes glanced past the Archpriestess' eyes towards the murals of other Archpriests of the past, before quickly asserting his eyes back to the Archpriest. "...And I hope you understand that we are not declaring territory for the Dominion. Any attempts at colonialism will lead to your decapitation." She stated once more, her voice dominating and harsh. "Do. You. Understand?" Itisekon hastily shook his head, cold sweat dribbled down the back of his neck with sweat beads across his forehead. With Itisekon's reaffirming, the Archpriest's composure relaxed, her shoulders lowering and her body falling backwards onto the back of the throne. "You are dismissed." The High Priest begun to exit the room, not a moment too late. Leaving the Archpriest alone in the chamber. Sunlight from the evening sun illuminated the room as the faint chanting of the Evening Precession took place on the ground level, within the ninth garden chamber of the temple. Screaming whistles and drums echoing throughout the temple, eventually ending with 8 chimes of the ball at the centre of the temple. The Archpriest let out a wavering sigh, taking out her phone and with muscle memory, pulled up Isayō's number, her Tekilanani. After several seconds, Isayō picked up, and the Archpriestess took a deep breath and spoke to the phone. "I believe I have just made a grave mistake." Swansea, Seylos, Present Day. The TATs Atlafaloko rocked gently at a pier at the Seylosian port city of Swansea, for the past two days the Ocean Liner had been stocking up on new supplies, with soldiers dispersed across the city. The High Priest Itisekon and the TATs Atlafaloko captain sat on a wooden bench, looking out at the city. The clear blue sky contrasting starkly with the storm five days ago. "You need more confidence, my friend. We have already done the hard part. We will soon reach the Oclait Territory, and we can finally begin our--" "--Your" The captain butted in. A scowl across his face. "Our intended purpose. Imagine it! A community of converts, no longer consuming the flesh of the young or the intelligent like the yatotlan they are." The captain sighed, shaking his head slowly, before speaking. His voice deep and gravely. "The Oclait Territory is a land of tribal warlords and warfare. You brought four hundred and forty priestly soldiers, I give you a month at best before you are forced to flee, or your head sunken atop a wooden spike." Itisekon turned his head to stare at the captain, shuffling slightly in the tense situation. The captain was clearly Faloki, with Huang characteristic. Black hair, light skin, and epicanthic folds. His scowl made his forehead wrinkles more pronounced. Stubble stretched from one buccal to another with his hair salt and peppered with black and white hairs. Itisekon patted his back and lifted himself off the bench and begun to walk towards the ship, shouting to the captain. "We will be fine, Liu! We have been through tougher situations together!" He had reached the ship, the stairs back up to the deck had already been unfolded. As he begun to climb up, he shouted once more to the captain. "Call for the soldiers! We leave for Oclait in six hours!"
  10. I’m not saying the current slow progress is “not wanting to put in the extra time”. I’m saying not entirely getting rid of Rihan and his puppets is. If it’s being used as a testing grounds for a new idea, sure, but at the very least shrink the size of his nation down. Don’t give it the satisfaction of holding a large amount of territory.
  11. Unified Republic of Palu / The South Palu Confederation (Konofederasēon Palō Otosotla) March 5th, 1945 – October 8th, 1959 On March 5th, 1945, the nation that will eventually become Metztlitlalio officially and yet temporarily broke off from the Empire of Limonaia with the signing of the Treaty of Altepetl Tlalotlatoninekolli (Often shortened to the Treaty of Ninekolli) between the South Palu Multinationalist Army (Yaqosoqō Palōtosotla Nalēstamatla or Y.P.N.) and the Empire of Limonaia. South Palu Pan-Nationalist Army and U.S.P The South Palu Multinationalist Army was an organised group who wished to establish a secular, socialist nation in place of the old Colony of Metztlitlalio, the YPN was founded on the 3rd of June, 1928 by Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē. Over the years the separatist group gathered more members and split itself into several divisions across the colony. The largest was the Tekaken Division, founded on the 19th of September 1934, of which Īkatlapallē took direct control of. The Worker's Republic of Fulgistan had funded the YPN with firearms and limited artillery in attempt to weaken Limonaia. From 1945 to 1947 after the Treaty of Ninekolli, the South Palu Multinationalist Army established the Unified Republic of Palu (Rēpollēka Senetlaka Palō) which was a single party socialist nation taking inspiration from the Worker's Republic of Fulgistan at the time with the YPN's leader, Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē, put at the highest power with the title of "People's Tlatonitōnatli". The Archpriest was subsequently expelled for the first time in history from the Palu peninsula, exiled to the Empire of Limonaia. Tyranny and Murder Īkatlapallē was considered by many once USP had been established to be a tyrant, deliberately pushing secularisation and cultural integration onto minority groups such as the Atinaslo and the Faloki and turning a blind eye to the major ethnic groups. Redistributing land away from the original aristocracy that did not support him to communes that were under the thumb of those loyal to Īkatlapallē, and was generally disliked by those within the party as well as the rest of the nation. Yayotlochicā Īkatlapallē was assassinated on December 30th, 1946, by his own childhood friend, Ēkatlamalin Texoatli, after he had overheard Īkatlapallē's plan for a complete systematic ethnic genocide of the Pekateka people group after a failed uprising in Filnaj. Ēkatlamalin Texoatli's wife was from Agoul, Pekatekan, which most historians agree likely brought him to kill Īkatlapallē to protect his own wife and his children. On the other hand, there have been cases brought up whether Īkatlapallē actually had said those words, or if it was simply Texoatli lying to justify his murder. Whichever truly occurred, by law Ēkatlamalin Texoatli should of been executed, however, many within the party sided with Texoatli which caused a schism up until January 16th 1947, when Texoatli was freed from any charges and only three weeks later became the new People's Tlatonitōnatli. Ēkatlamalin Texoatli brought in reforms to the already fracturing system, reorganising the nation into the South Palu Confederation, also known as K.P.O. South Palu Confederation The South Palu Confederation was a semi-democratic, socialist state with the nation split into 10 republics. 3 Karisaslo dominated republics, 2 Totasaslo republics, 1 Atinaslo republic, 1 Tapelt, 1 Limonaian, 1 Faloki, and 1 Peketeka. Each republic could vote in a representative to the Republican Council (No connection to the American Republican Party). However the People's Tlatonitōnatli was an unelected role and had veto power over any new legislation, and can assume total control in times of war or when voted into doing so. Total control was only used once in 1959 when the Limonaian Republic invaded the nation. Even to this day Ēkatlamalin Texoatli is considered a hero within Metztlitlalio despite his anti-Archpriest views for helping the common people and implementing real change to the working conditions within the nation. On October 7th, 1952, at the age of 47, Ēkatlamalin Texoatli shot himself in his private office as the Republic of Limonaia's army had broken through Altepetl Tekaken's defences. As a socialist and the leader of a breakaway nation he knew that if the fascists of Limonaia got hold of him, he would not have a quick death. Once his body was discovered, it is rumoured that he was buried near the Temple of the Highest (which at this point was in disrepair) in a solid steel coffin. On October 8th, 1952, the South Palu Confederation surrendered to the Republic of Limonaia, and was subsequently annexed directly into the nation with the original Archpriest placed as a puppet to control the region. It would be another 25 years before Metztlitlalio would gain independence in 1977 as the Archpriest Dominion of Metztlitlalio. South Palu Multinationalist Army Tekaken Division Flag (September 19th, 1934 - February 15th, 1960) First National Flag of the Unified Republic of Palu (March 5th, 1945 - March 12th, 1945) Second National Flag of the Unified Republic of Palu (March 12th, 1945 - January 21st, 1947) National Flag of the South Palu Confederation (January 21st, 1947 - October 8th, 1959)
  12. I’ve mostly renamed silent on this issue, mainly because I won’t be as affected by Rihan and his duplicates being removed. But I will say I strongly agree with Oyus and Shffahkia that Rihan should be entirely scrubbed and to leave as minimal trace of him as possible. Shffahkia put it best. If we let any form of Rihan stay, it will only show outsider’s Eurth is unable to move one from events like that and encourage people to come into the server and bash around the community once in the map. Also the collective territories of Rihan and all his duplicates have a large land area and cover a few ethnic groups. It would be unfair to newer players to have to deal with that because we as a group didn’t want to put the extra effort of wiping his influence from the community.
  13. The Capital Paper (Amatluatekaken) Tlalōtaxakalli Unveils New Kalpolli Capital Last night, the Tlatonitōnatli of the Kalpolli of Tlalōtaxakalli announced that the Temple of the Commoners had granted the Tlatonitōnatli's request to begin construction of a new capital for the Tlalōtaxakalli Kalpolli. The new capital of Tlalōtaxakalli is to be constructed between the rivers of Atlakapetesakatlēxika and it's tributary of Atlamilotl, north-east of the current second largest city Altepetl Tlapallē and the Kampan Council City of Tlalōtaxakalli Otosotla. The new capital, officially called Tlalonikolli Yankok, named after the previous capital of Altepetl Tlalotlatoninekolli, was primarily designed by the renowned architect Priest Ixepoxotlo in 2015 to 2017 and sent as a proposal to the Temple of the Commoners in late 2018. Tlalonikolli Yankok is 82.5 square kilometers and house up to 315,000 people. The main goal of construction of the city is to break up the dominant influence of Altepetl Tekaken by encouraging migration into Tlalonikolli Yankok. The plans for construction have been met with resistance in the past from environmentalist groups as well as the Temple of the Capital (Tokallē Tekaken), who themselves have criticised for blocking the proposal as the planned city would decrease the capital's influence. (Sorry this article is not very long. Couldn't think of much to write :l)
  14. It'll be nice to finally have a direct neighbour, especially with what history we've interlinked so far in the totally-not-real group chat ;).
  15. The Capital Paper (Amatluatekaken) Illegal Loggers Save Environment Last Wednesday, 3 AM, a fire broke out 150 kilometers from the Atlakapetesakatlēxika (Western River). The fire is assumed to have been caused by ash gatherers but became too unwieldly. By 5.30 AM the local authorities from the nearby city of Zhēgewan in the north-east corner of the Faloki Autonomous Kalpolli had arrived to the fire. By then the fire had stretched out to over 1,080,000 square meters in size. Image taken by the Zhēgewan Local Authorities. The Flames tear through an opening meant to be harvested for ash. By 5 PM, the Rainforest Protection Services had finally arrived to the location, the fire had spread out to over 25,000,000 square meters in rapid succession. However the Rainforest Protection Services soon began to cut down a perimeter around the fire to prevent further spread. In the process discovered a long strip of recently cut down trees within a protected area south of the fire, which could only be the result of illegal activity. However, the Rainforest Protection Services took full advantage of the cut down, reducing the time to create the perimeter by a third. The long strip also meant the fire could not reach the protected area, leaving it unscathed by the flames. By 10PM, the fire had completely burned through it's fuel and died out with an estimate of 27,000,000 square meters of rainforest burned down. Thankfully no major settlements had been destroyed and deaths are minimal. Image taken by the Rainforest Protection Services. Aftermath of fire at the north-east perimeter. The lead officer for the Rainforest Protection Services released a statement regarding the long strip. Stating that although he is grateful for his men, he condemns those who illegally chop down the rainforest, especially within protected areas, and that monitoring within protected areas should be increased.
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