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  1. Black Coast, Land of the Lathi, Vostau Peninsula 179 CE The Black Coast. It was a name which had stood the test of both time and language. Black rocks and black soil gave the land an ominous appearance. Many sailors and oarsmen called the Black Coast haunted, dogged by the nagging feeling of something otherwurldly on its shores. From the mists that oft covered the sea off its shores, the coast appeared as if some jagged void, reaching into the wurld. Even on a clear day, passing ships scarcely missed the sight of the shore, dark and foreboding. Perhaps it was a curse laid upon the land in ancient times, by some deity or trickster long since forgotten? Or maybe the result of some cataclysm that stained the shore and rocks? Whatever caused it, most agreed that it must have been of pure evil. At least, that was the conception from afar. In fact, upon the shores themselves, people groups from ancient times to the present had lived, even flourished. It was true, the land did not so readily offer its bounties as it did to tribes further west. The soil was acidic and did not always grow the crops that the tribes of the area wished for. But they made do - they always had. And with new horizons, history's development to this point, with the recent arrival of new peoples with new tribal structures to the land, the prospects afforded to the people of the Black Coast were endless, for trade, now made possible due to the long and interconnected tribal villages that now comprised the Lathi tribal grouping, brought with it food and quality goods from both east and west. And so, the denizens of the Black Coast traded eagerly and gladly with their Lathi cousins. Their amenability to trade did not go unnoticed by outside eyes. The Lathi called them tiushuti - 'far folk'. They came in ships with wide hulls, powered by the men upon their decks who used long, shovel-like oars that moved in unison. Initially kept away by the harsh-looking landscape, the prospects of trade brought them nearer. The tiushuti had long traded amongst themselves, the walled hill-villages of their homelands largely kept afloat by interconnected communities of subsistence farms and small mines nestled in the hills. But as their technologies had increased, so had their lust for more trade and more reach across the waters. Now, these tiushuti were a fairly regular sight along the entire Northern coast of the Gauli lands, especially along the Black Coast, closest to their own homeland. The Akazia of the Black Coast had become used to a certain rapport with the traders of their tiushuti counterparts. The decentralised nature of their societies meant that a trade agreement with one was rarely a trade agreement with many different villages. The trade would take place with that one village and no others. As such, the Akazi, the leader of the tribe, was the one tasked with overseeing the trade agreements, while the Kyeni, the tribe’s Speaker, was tasked with recording it in spoken verse into the future, as Gauli tribes had done for centuries. To some, perhaps it was an inelegant solution to the problems of recording agreements and history, but to the illiterate Gaulian tribes, it was all they had, and they stuck to it fervently. The Gauli and the tiushuti had a rapport - the tiushuti announced each village with crude banners of various colours, and the Gauli readied the requisite trade goods accordingly. As the traders dined and made merry with the Gauli tribesmen, the boats would be filled, and then the tiushuti would be sent on their way, the successful conclusion of a prosperous transaction. It was with this understanding, then, that Akazi Natkils of a tribe along the Black Coast was awoken by one of the guards. It was early in the morning, and today the mist clung thickly to the water and the coast. But peering through the mist, the guard had seen more than one tiushuti ship making its way from the north to their coasts. Quickly robing himself, Natkils prepared to meet with the tiushuti. It was not unusual for more than one ship to turn up, often for greater transfer of goods, but for some reason, the Akazi felt ill-at-ease today of all days. He shook it off. It should be fine. He made his way down to the shoreline. A guard noticed him as he descended. He was hugging his spear close to his side, keeping both arms around himself to stave off the cold morning air. “I see seven, maybe more,” he said matter-of-factly, “The fog’s too thick to see where they’re from.” “Seven?” the Akazi repeated, astounded, “What one village would ever need a transport fleet so large?” The guard shrugged, “Perhaps a union of tribes?” “Sending one fleet?” Akazi Natkils shook his head. Even confederations tended to trade separately, “We will just have to watch and wait.” The ships came closer, and as they made their way through the mist, the banners could be seen more clearly. One ship, seemingly at the head, held aloft a white banner, with a black marking on it that Natkils could not recognise. Beyond that, other ships had differing banners, some seemingly familiar, but not any that made sense - the time of year, the way they crept through the fog… It was all unusual. At last, the lead ship ran aground onto the shore. The black symbol on the banner appeared to be some kind of eagle. This too was unusual - trade banners never held symbols on them. This was someone, or something, new. But as the ships came ashore in the tribe, the northern horn blew. None had blown it in many years, but each guardsman and dignitary of the tribe knew what it meant. Invasion. ----ᚨᚱᚠᚱᚨᛗ---- The lead ship saw the Black Coast through the fog. It had an air of mystery to it that most aboard the ships of Arfram's fleet had never seen before. It was true, what the old traders said of the place. Amidst the fog and low sunlight of the early morning, it looked as if it were haunted. But Arfram, as well as the men aboard his fleet of ships, was not deterred. Arfram's commanders knew their plan well. His black eagle banner was the lead war-flag. He would mount the main offensive into the tribe. Arfram's brother, Arberxt, would mount an offensive to the north, having landed on the headland up the coast. Arfram's father, Arbalþ, had told tale of the Black Coast and its wealth of trade. He said that the men who inhabited the coast traded in gold, silver, spices, all sorts from all around the Great Southern Sea. That the land to the south, and its myriad trade networks, could reach all the way down to hot, arid but rich lands, all the way west to fertile lands of fruit and wealth, all the way east to rivers and yet further trade routes. That the people there didn't need to seek trade - trade came to them. That was more valuable than the meagre Sakspati trade that other Koudish sailors seemed intent on attaining across the sea. Arfram stood to gain nothing in inheritance from his father. He was a ‘stained child’ - the child of a former wife who had died, and his father had remarried, cutting off his inheritance entirely in favour of the spawn of his stepmother. It was the way of these stained children to seek their own fortunes, but for most Kudish folk, that simply referred to the raiding of a few dwerɣaz towns around Kudilanda. Arfram inspired many of these stained children at home, telling them of the wealth that they could gain across the sea. His father Arbalþ himself had served as a merchant before becoming Kuning of his own tribe, and so Arfram talked at great length about the benefits that lay for them across the sea. His compatriots called him Blakar, or ‘Black Eagle’, for he would fly across the sea and take it for the Kudiskfolk. That prediction of his destiny was what led him to the Black Coast that day. As the coast neared, he lit a torch on the port side of his ship, signalling to his brother to begin the attack. The ship touched the coast, and the Lathi horn blew. Arfram knew that his brother had attacked as he was instructed. The Koudish left their boats, and drew their weapons. The boatborne troops began to fire bows and arrows at the defending Lathi, before dropping them, picking up from the sides of their ships their shields and variously seaxes and spears. As more troops landed on the beaches, they formed in wedge formation, Arfram standing in the middle of the wedge. His compatriots moved forward slowly, shouting as they did so, and they could hear the troops of Arberxt doing the same. The Lathi tribe was in disarray. The guards, not a professional force by any means, began to rout from the beachhead, and the wedge broke to pursue. Many of the Lathi men were captured. Arfram’s troops moved to relieve the northern force, which was having more trouble. Forming again into a wedge, the Lathi line was divided in two and fell apart, many more being captured. ----ᚨᚱᚠᚱᚨᛗ---- The victorious Koudishman brushed aside the veils of the tent which held Akazi Natkils and a few other notable prisoners which his force had taken. He was followed first by a cold wind. The prisoners had been stripped of their robes and forced to kneel, and the cold wind bit at them. The next thing to follow was the smell of burning wood. These Koudish forces had begun to loot and pillage the entire village, and Natkils could only guess what was happening to many who had been less fortunate than he. Finally, some of the Koudish commanders followed their leader into the tent. They were a strange group, some seeming just the same as a normal soldier among their barbarous ranks. Their leader knelt, and to Natkils’ surprise, spoke Lathi to him, but with a biting and cold accent to it. “You are the leader of this tribe, yes?” Natkils shuddered as he nodded reverently to the man. The leader cocked his head. “I am Arfram Blakar, the Black Eagle. I shall be ruling this land from now on, and my sons shall rule this land beyond me.” “Tiushuti pig!” one of the other captives spat at Arfram. Seemingly without hesitation, the Koudish lord drew his seax and cut the man’s throat and neck, spraying blood onto Natkils, who squirmed with discomfort. “Let this be a warning,” Arfram now spoke to the whole group of captives, “That those who cross me shall be executed without fail. But to those who submit, I shall deliver only prosperity. Live in servitude, and you will be rewarded by the gods and me.” Natkils exhaled, fear and disgust turning to rage, “We are Gauli. We do not submit easily, and we do not fear death. Better death than captivity.” Arfram seemed taken aback. He grunted as he rose to speak with his retainers in their harsh foreign tongue. They seemed to be debating something between them. Something Natkils had said took an interest to them. Arfram spoke from his standing position, one word in the Lathi language, quietly, as if turning it over in his mind. “Captivity…” He turned back to Natkils, and procured from his retainer yet another seax. He gestured for one of his group to bring another naked captive for him. The man obliged, and brought up one of the guards who survived the onslaught. Arfram cut his bindings. “You will be my slave, unless you slay yourself in front of me.” The guard, a pained expression on his face, took the seax that Arfram offered. Looking the Koudishman in the eye, he stabbed into his gut, letting out a grunt as he did so. Admittedly, one or two of Arfram’s retainers seemed not to expect this. But Gauli cultural values ran deep. It was one of the reasons they had managed to become the eminent group in Vostau - they took no prisoners, as captivity is the ultimate shame. They truly believed it was better to die. Arfram and his retainers returned to debating. Some of the expressions made by their group seemed to indicate a desire to kill. Others showed ambivalence. Finally, Arfram turned back to the Akazi, and cut his bindings. “Not captivity then. You have ruled alongside your fellow tribal rulers before. I shall permit you to do the same.” Natkils was unsure of how to take this. He remained at the floor, and gradually looked up at Arfram. “But I shall rule over you. No longer will your realm be kept together by alliances, your word of mouth bonds with other tribes. Your realm will be kept together by me at its head,” he leant down again, but did not kneel to the tribal leader, “I will be your Kuning. And if I do not have your loyalty, then captivity or death - I don’t care which.” Perhaps Natkils knew the weight of the words he was about to speak, or perhaps he did not. He spoke them nonetheless, at great difficulty. He harboured brief thoughts of treachery, another thought that Arfram and his realm would not last, that the Lathi confederacy would overtake him again. But these brief thoughts made way for that which became the policy towards all Gauli from that point on - Loyalty, Captivity or Death. In the face of those choices, Natkils alone could only choose loyalty. “Long live Kueninka Aferam - I kneel to you.”
  2. Sounds awesome! I see no issue here! It'll be great to have another country on those islands again.
  3. 🎂 Happy birthday @Vostau

    1. Vostau

      Vostau

      Aye, thanking you greatly! 

    2. Orioni

      Orioni

      Hopefully you had a lovely day.

  4. Hello again, and welcome to What is Vostau Doing Today, in a special m a n y w e e k s n o t u p d a t i n g edition! Don't worry, just because I have not been updating here does not mean that I have not got some things to show you. Without further ado... A map: Now, some of you might be wondering what this map is. It's Vostau, yeah, but what does it show? Well, this map shows the rough political situation as of 300 CE. In the time that I've been away from here, I have managed to just about do some history. Not as much as I could have, but I'm going into intense detail, and even this is without names for most of the states here. But I can give you a rough overview of the people groups. 300 CE is a pivotal time in the history of Vostau, and so a lot of what I've got here will be applicable into the future. So - on with the tour. If you remember my earlier people group map, there were three colours, yellow, green and red. Well, only two of those colour groups exist on this map at this point. For the yellows, the Vestu people, there are two groups. The large conglomeration on the west coast is the remnants of the bronze age tribal structure of the Vestu - specifically, the Vausii and Temesti people groups. Over the course of the last few hundred years, their ranks have been bolstered by refugees fleeing from some of the other groups on this map, but we'll get to them later. In early years, they were probably the most advanced on the peninsula. In the 2000s BCE, they had adopted a pretty much wholly agricultural lifestyle, but later than that, many among them engaged in piracy along the Keelpijp coast, or rudimentary trade with outsiders. But as attention shifted from them to Thafon, further into the bay to their east, the Vestu people gradually lost their eminence. They are one of the least advanced people groups on the whole peninsula now, even when compared to their close cousins. Inland a way, past the winding rivers as you move to the highlands, the people group marked in reddish-brown. They are the Meresti, another Vestu people group, though one with perhaps an even greater history than most, that had fallen so much further. The Meresti emerged as a confederation quite late in Vostauc history, around 1000 BCE, but at the height of Thafon's power, as a key opponent to the great city state and its surrounding Patriarchy. Cobbled together from the loose bands of Auosi deserters and Meresti pillagers, the confederacy had a meteoric rise, cutting a gash southwards into Thafon's patrimony. They might have thanked their god Sce, patron deity of rain, for their good fortune. But they weren't to know that another, more ruthless power had already been attacking Thafon, and that by weakening the Patriarchy, they were only opening the way up for them to invade the whole peninsula. After they had finished off Thafon, the new invaders turned to the Meresti, and drove them up into the mountains, where they yet remain. Let's travel to the east now, for the people group marked in red on my earlier map. These are the Elmorici, who live in two groups. The people opposite the Meresti, on the other side of what they call "the Giants' Table", lie the Conconii. Like the Meresti, they have a proud history, standing toe-to-toe with the mysterious Galli and the witch-men of the Toirii, who have both disappeared to the sands of history. The Conconii rose to prominence with their feet already in the mountains, but were driven further towards them over centuries of wars. They follow the god Awhi, who they believe gives and takes, offers great treasures and wonders, but will also test his children to ensure they are strong and independent. They might well see their current situation as another test from Awhi. But poor as their situation is, they remain alive, more than can be said for their kinsmen who lived in the region thousands of years ago. Two of those groups were the Boanii and the Dovapari. They inhabited the semi-arid steppes that comprised the Asachal Peninsula, a sub-peninsula of the Vostau. Neither the Boanii or the Dovapari were particularly great warriors or farmers, thinkers or artists. In fact, if one were to look at their situation at the time of powers like the Galli, Thafon, the Conconii, the Meresti and such, one would assume they would be lost to history as a footnote. However, the poor land that they made their homes, and their position off to the side of every major power's path, proved to be their strength. The peninsula was largely defensible, and since the land was arid and, for the most part, unwanted, they were able to unite their people groups, the Asachali, and fight as hard as they could, and that was enough to defend their land. Even now, though, their grip is slipping. But a later people group might prove to be their unlikely salvation... Moving onwards, the large blue fields that have painted Vostau were not present on the first map. These are the Gauli, represented here by two clans of Lathi, one of Scylha and one of Gauli-proper. The Gauli are ruthless invaders and rabid colonisers. In their great invasion of Vostau, they must have killed many thousands, maybe millions, in what would best be termed a genocide. While most of the people groups in ancient Vostau fought battles that could almost be called ceremonial - they killed, yes, but they never reaved, raped, pillaged or plundered - the Gauli did all of those things. Most notably, they took every chance to chase down their fleeing opponents, destroy their tribal villages and burn their wheat fields. The Gauli believed that manner of invasion to be a mercy - they see imprisonment and slavery as the ultimate crime, the fruits of one's own labour to be more honourable than the fruits of someone else's, and brotherhood as crucial, even as far as collaboration amongst tribes and a relatively complex legal system. To the southeast, the Gauli-proper have almost forgotten how to fight. Having invaded into Vostau in 2000 BCE, they have come far. One might say they represent (currently) all that is good of Gauli society - an independent will, made of brotherhood and law. To the southwest, the Scylha most definitely have not. They have spent the past few hundred years wiping out the Thafonici and the Vestu people. Themselves a cross-breeding of Elmoric and Gauli traditions, they fight hard, and see themselves as holy and honourable warriors. To the north, both east and west, the Lathi lie. A different culture to most Gauli, where women are given high place in the tribe and inheritance is strictly regulated. But they fight just as hard as the rest of them, the easterners against the Asachali and the westerners against the Vestu. The Gauli people groups operate under a strange system of spoken-word vows. Each tribe has a vow with the next tribe, and the next tribe beyond that, all of them acting independently, but given how important spoken-word vow is to the Gauli, while it would be tricky to mobilise them all, they are more closely related and allied than most of the earlier people groups were in Vostau - perhaps what allowed them, above anything else, to invade so successfully. But there is a final people group yet unmentioned who promise to change things. They call themselves Ruageut. They are not endemic to Vostau like the Elmorici or Vestu, nor have they been on the peninsula for thousands of years like the Gauli. They arrived in the year 282 CE, under the command of their lord, who went by the epithet "Blakar" - 'Black Eagle'. By 302, Blakar would be dead, and his first son Ernfara would be dead by 310. But Blakar promised that, no matter how many of his countrymen the Gauli tried to throw back into the sea, they would keep coming... Language: So I'll admit, I let myself get a little bit ahead when it came to history. I'm still in ~2100 BCE in terms of language, and most of the tribes, other than the major tribal names, I only have in untranslated and unevolved forms. But it's coming along nicely, and I have no doubt that I soon ought to be caught up in terms of language and such. A really awful summary: So that's a large amount of what I've been doing. I've also done some work on the flora and fauna of Vostau, but though I've got a lot of stuff there, it's nowhere near any kind of presentable stage. But yeah, that should give you an idea of where I am, where I have yet to go, and what kind of things you may expect going forward! Watch this space, as always, and have a good one!
  5. Very good question! The Natos complex is located quite far from Thafon, near to the tribe of Xepurton (Cheroni). The notable thing about Xepurton was that it was by the sea, and Xepurton made booming trade in sea salt. The Thafonici, who used salt in funerary rites for nobility and the wealthy, made a trade agreement with Xepurton - salt for food and metals. They agreed. The Natos complex, built between Xepurton, Thafon and Tkesonepkon (Hepsoni), would use salt from Xepurton, and gold from Apkon (Laconi), to bury nobles and monarchs from Thafon in small, sealed stone structures. King Kesolon was a legalistic and well-governing King, whose reign saw the establishment of many trade routes, including what has been termed the Vizon-Pedh trade nexus - copper and tin from the upper Pedh and mid-Vizon, gold from Agepkon (Heptaroni), and Apkon (Laconi), and salt from the large salt mines of Ŋapurṯon (Natoni). The trade network was centred at the crossroads near to Marəkai (Rhasseni), and in that position, what with the increased quantities of salt and the other important resources that would be able to make the mausoleum there possible, the Kesolon Complex was founded, and the monarchs buried there for the remainder of the High Patriarchy and some of the Late Patriarchy era.
  6. Welcome indeed! Glad to have you here, and interested to see what you end up doing!
  7. You'll get used to it! Welcome to the region! I've found it really awesome so far, and I'm sure, if you engage, you'll have a great time here too!
  8. Many thanks! I'll be working on it much more closely in the future.
  9. Hi there, and welcome back to What Is Vostau Doing Today? Unfortunately, today's post will be very short. Not because I haven't done anything, just because none of it really looks like much at the moment. It's all in preparation for later points. So, I shall write out the in summary. I guess it's my way of proving that I haven't given up on the project In summary: Thafonici: Have the history and settlements up to 900 BCE for all Thafonici tribes outlined. Have the culture mostly worked out (as in, how the tribes would have worked, etc.), just need to write it down concisely. Have the Kings of Thafon up to 1105 BCE written down in this IIWiki page. Vestu: Have the culture mostly worked out (as in, how the tribes would have worked, etc.), just need to write it down concisely. Beginning to work on the history and settlements. Elmorici: Adding a lexicon to the Elmorici language - about 400 words in. I'm planning for this to be the only native Vostauc language alive in the modern era, kind of a mix in situation between the Bretons and the Basque. Beginning to work on the history and settlements. General stuff: Have written an outline of the history up to the modern day as a guideline. This includes the new plans with Sayf, and does not require a big empire like my original idea did. Working on some maps. Got the rivers fully mapped out, with some (especially around Thafon) named, and some regions and waterways named also. Wrote in some IIWiki articles - I plan that once I have the majority of the Bronze Age stuff sorted, I'll begin to work in earnest on the IIWiki articles. Based on the progress made thus far, I think it is entirely possible that by next fortnight, I could be out of the Bronze Age and into the Iron Age. Watch out for roving bands of Gauli, a breakdown of earlier trade, and strange newer invaders from the north... Anyway, yeah, a bit thin on the ground. No nice pictures today, as the ones I have been working on recently still need some work. Watch this space for (hopefully) less disappointment!
  10. That is a nice touch! In this case it really was just a matter of me writing it with no clue about the history. I think I'd changed one thing over, but forgot to remove references to pre-human hominids. But thank you, anyway - it's really awesome to see dialogue regarding history.
  11. Aye, definitely one of the more useful uses of mud
  12. Would be very happy to play a part in the history of your nation, but I doubt, with the history I have going, that Vostau could have been a colony in that sense. Still will be interesting to work out history between us - since you'd be near the Keelpijp, that could lead to some form of history there?
  13. Ah yes, I wrote that back before I had heard about the timeline. I can remove that. (Also, yeah, sorry that it's a bit bare bones. It is liable to change - I just want to lock in the land that I'm writing history for)
  14. Hi there, and welcome again to What Is Vostau Doing Today? I've decided to merge yesterday and today as the things I've done on each individual day are less than I'd have hoped to do (I have some study that I've now completed, so we're all good). In any case, here are some of the things that I've done. Tribes and people groups: Perhaps lists are not worth too much, but I have been making a list of the early inhabitants of Vostau. I had tentatively named the people group that would come after these guys 'Calresian', but that name no longer works with my current conception of events. In any case, I'm basically going to work on the bronze age stuff, get excruciating detail with that, then move on. That list contains every current people group I have yet made for Vostau, and will be updated further with the early bronze age tribes and tribal groups as they need or as I give context to each of them. Most of these names have been Latinised, just because I like the Latin convention of naming tribes and people groups, but each of them have a meaning in the languages I'm constructing for each major people group. However, I have made a conscious decision that I don't want to maintain a list of the etymologies of each, so that way I can either hazard a guess or make something up on the spot later on down the line, once the future history has been sorted out more. I also have various maps at some stages of development for the tribal locations through the bronze age. These are meta-resources - there is no way that historians of the time would have been able to gather information even this accurate. Here, for an example, is a map of the Vostau peninsula in 2500 BCE, about when attention was starting to be made to the resources and people of the peninsula by Mediargic traders; Don't worry, there won't be a test on these, but this is the crucial first step in deciding place names for modern Vostau. Sometime in the future, once an empire has taken over the peninsula, it will name certain regions after rough translations of the tribal names of each group. So as Kronk might say; "Oh yeah. It's all coming together." Further history: I have been focusing on the history of the Thafonic Patriarchy for the moment, as it is probably the most interesting state on the peninsula. I have detailed Thafon's rise to prominence, and am detailing its highest point in history. I have yet to detail its fall, but I will hold off on that. I intend to detail what's going on elsewhere in the peninsula, to show how things are developing there too, as nothing is simply static. Likely, certain other urban centres would have been founded, emulating Thafon in all its tin-having, mercenary-using, slaving glory. I have begun trying to work out what society would be like for people in each main group, and it's likely that the main things I'll be RP'ing for the near future might be 'Day in the Life' sort of things, or something akin to it. Language and writing: As you may have seen from the IIWiki article on the Thafonic Patriarchy, I have begun the process of detailing the Thafonic semi-syllabary. Based in part on the Phoenician script, the Thafonic script has some syllabic characters (that represent vowels and consonants), some vowel characters and some consonant characters. I have also begun to try and see what it would look like written. It doesn't look that nice to me, which is perfect for a rather primitive bronze age script, akin to the Paleohispanic and Iberian scripts of IRL history. And yes, it looks sloppy deliberately. You think ancient city-folk had time to make their scrawling look pretty? There are goats to look after! Anyway, here are some samples for perusal: Again, I feel it'd be best to keep the meanings of these texts vague so that I can come back to them later and try to guesstimate what I wrote. Either way, I've worked out how to make simple-looking text fragments, so if you see more in future, that'll be why! In summary: Have written in scant detail about the cultures of the Vostau peninsula in the bronze age. Have worked on language stuff, including making a script for Thafonic. Have begun to gain an idea of the history of the Thafonic people. Wrote in the following IIWiki articles: List of Pre-Calresian peoples of the Vostau peninsula - Names, goddamnit, names! Vestu - Added some context here. Thafonic Patriarchy - Added some history here. So yeah, some fun stuff all around, and I hope to keep working on this after work tomorrow. We'll see, anyway. Have fun everyone, I'll catch you all on the flipside!
  15. Indeed so! It's one of the time periods that, formerly, I found very dull until I started researching a lot more into it later on. I'm planning on my ancient city state of Thafon having been pretty key to the Mediargic bronze trade, similar to how Tartessos was IRL.
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