Harpsichord
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So, I've attempted a few LPs in the past, only one of which was here, and I've never finished one. However, my experience with KoDP so far has led me to believe that I stand a good chance of finishing an LP of the game with ease. As my recent post in strategy suggest, we'll be lucky to survive a decade before complete agricultural collapse.
So begins the saga of the Korani! Austere sons of Elmal, the Loyal Thane. The Korani are known for their modesty, fidelity, vigilance, and sense of tradition. Though they fulfill their martial duties without complaint, they much prefer to settle things before the law, avoid feuds when possible, and hope in their wildest dreams to reconcile the disparate clans as a tribe one day. Confounding these aims are their sense of stubbornness, naivete, and reluctance to change. They will be tried harshly in the times to come...
It is a new year, and the rituals are underway. Our lawkeepers, shamans, and clan ring set about the business of securing good auspices for our clan's crops, herds, good health, and good reputation.
We've only been in the pass a short time, and we've more cottars and carls than land cleared to work. The clan ring reaches a quick consensus, clear more of our territory for farmland so that we can put those hands to work and keep the wild things at bay. 105 fields are being worked as of the moment, but the clan ring makes plans to clear out another 35 fields in 1329 Sea.
No sooner than we had done this, some womenfolk who really should have been in their house tending children bust through the door ranting about some ritual of sisterhood.
As could be expected, this emotional display has no real bearing on the law, or anything relevant for that matter. Enfrew informs the women to hush their mouths and get back to their respective kitchens. If solving a feud were a matter of cutting ourselves and making up rules on the spot, we'd have come up with a solution a long time ago.
With all of the estrogen behind them, plans were made to explore the region around the settlement. A small band of thanes and carls set out to get a feel of the surroundings, when they came upon an unusual cave. A few carls went in to investigate, only to be chased out promptly. They were covered in bites and complained of bizarre rodents, and plenty of them!
News is returned to the ring, and the remainder of the thanes are sent out to eliminate the problem. We'll not let those rats get the best of us!
We lost a good man, but he'll be remembered when we tell the tale of how the creatures lost their lives!
Speaking of naivete, several were heard grumbling that nothing of value was found in the cave. Not even a measly piece of silver...
...but it seems that virtue has many rewards in store, even if the fanged armadillos didn't. The Wildcat clan heard of our exploits and sent an emissary to honor our victory, offering 16 cows worth of goods as a testament of their good will. We were overjoyed by the welcome and invited their thanes to share in a feast!
Come earth season, a trade mission is sent to the Vostang clan. We offer them goods and horses for cattle and food. For 40 cows worth of goods and a few horses, we negotiated a sum of 27 cows and 100 bushels of crops. Upon the return trip, the caravan stumbles upon something wondrous, the Raven Banner of Humakt! The thanes escorting the caravan sequester away the banner and bring it back to the clan ring, who in turn decide that no other clan can be trusted with such a powerful weapon. They assure the thanes it will only fly under the most dire of circumstances, but nonetheless the mood is somewhat morose amongst the retainers of the clan for a while, and the clan ring are left to ponder how such things came to this strange land they've set out into...
Unfortunately, clearing extra land and allotting our clan rituals to the crops was not enough to please the Gods. We've a bad harvest already, and are fortunate to have traded for food and cattle. This is an ill omen, and a bad sign for what this new land might hold for us.
In the dark season, things should be quiet, but it seems that some amongst our clan are not content with what they have. A scandal is going about the village, and accusations of adultery have been leveled at one of our carls. Such a happening would normally be an offense to a man's honor, but something even more foul is afoot. The carl was accusing his wife of lying with his nephew, an offense to the gods and our ancestor's alike! In spite of the gravity of this offense, the clan ring is careful to observe due process. An official divination is conducted to confirm the guilt of the accused parties. Our ancestral spirits answered with disgust, and bid the ring to uphold the law, and place them outside of it. Bawdy tales and cruel jokes are heard for some time afterward, they suffer considerably for their transgressions without the law to protect them.
An expedition sent out in the Earth season brings news of a Wyrm's cave in the Quivin mountains. Rostakos said that the Korani had never dealt with dragons, and they weren't about to start. However, not all of the clan ring agreed. After some argument on the matter, Enastarra suggested a third option, 'Let's sell the map to the Squat Oak clan for 30 cows worth of goods. A goodly sum, and the prudent course for our scarce time.' Feeling wearied by the troubles of late, the proposition seemed to give some small respite.
But it didn't last long, the dreaded Raven Banner of Humakt went missing. The diviners gave vague portents...in a pile of gold...no harm will come to those who find it...
...so six thanes and three times again as many carls were sent in search of it.
The diviners were wrong, and six men were slain battling the troll who managed to steal it away. How this happened without the notice of any of our kinsmen has roused some suspicion of our own. Other still, worry that it could be yet another curse the banner carries, and have petitioned to be rid of it.
So it was, the first year in Dragon Pass behind them, the Korani square their shoulders to the challenges that lie ahead...
So begins the saga of the Korani! Austere sons of Elmal, the Loyal Thane. The Korani are known for their modesty, fidelity, vigilance, and sense of tradition. Though they fulfill their martial duties without complaint, they much prefer to settle things before the law, avoid feuds when possible, and hope in their wildest dreams to reconcile the disparate clans as a tribe one day. Confounding these aims are their sense of stubbornness, naivete, and reluctance to change. They will be tried harshly in the times to come...
It is a new year, and the rituals are underway. Our lawkeepers, shamans, and clan ring set about the business of securing good auspices for our clan's crops, herds, good health, and good reputation.
We've only been in the pass a short time, and we've more cottars and carls than land cleared to work. The clan ring reaches a quick consensus, clear more of our territory for farmland so that we can put those hands to work and keep the wild things at bay. 105 fields are being worked as of the moment, but the clan ring makes plans to clear out another 35 fields in 1329 Sea.
No sooner than we had done this, some womenfolk who really should have been in their house tending children bust through the door ranting about some ritual of sisterhood.
As could be expected, this emotional display has no real bearing on the law, or anything relevant for that matter. Enfrew informs the women to hush their mouths and get back to their respective kitchens. If solving a feud were a matter of cutting ourselves and making up rules on the spot, we'd have come up with a solution a long time ago.
With all of the estrogen behind them, plans were made to explore the region around the settlement. A small band of thanes and carls set out to get a feel of the surroundings, when they came upon an unusual cave. A few carls went in to investigate, only to be chased out promptly. They were covered in bites and complained of bizarre rodents, and plenty of them!
News is returned to the ring, and the remainder of the thanes are sent out to eliminate the problem. We'll not let those rats get the best of us!
We lost a good man, but he'll be remembered when we tell the tale of how the creatures lost their lives!
Speaking of naivete, several were heard grumbling that nothing of value was found in the cave. Not even a measly piece of silver...
...but it seems that virtue has many rewards in store, even if the fanged armadillos didn't. The Wildcat clan heard of our exploits and sent an emissary to honor our victory, offering 16 cows worth of goods as a testament of their good will. We were overjoyed by the welcome and invited their thanes to share in a feast!
Come earth season, a trade mission is sent to the Vostang clan. We offer them goods and horses for cattle and food. For 40 cows worth of goods and a few horses, we negotiated a sum of 27 cows and 100 bushels of crops. Upon the return trip, the caravan stumbles upon something wondrous, the Raven Banner of Humakt! The thanes escorting the caravan sequester away the banner and bring it back to the clan ring, who in turn decide that no other clan can be trusted with such a powerful weapon. They assure the thanes it will only fly under the most dire of circumstances, but nonetheless the mood is somewhat morose amongst the retainers of the clan for a while, and the clan ring are left to ponder how such things came to this strange land they've set out into...
Unfortunately, clearing extra land and allotting our clan rituals to the crops was not enough to please the Gods. We've a bad harvest already, and are fortunate to have traded for food and cattle. This is an ill omen, and a bad sign for what this new land might hold for us.
In the dark season, things should be quiet, but it seems that some amongst our clan are not content with what they have. A scandal is going about the village, and accusations of adultery have been leveled at one of our carls. Such a happening would normally be an offense to a man's honor, but something even more foul is afoot. The carl was accusing his wife of lying with his nephew, an offense to the gods and our ancestor's alike! In spite of the gravity of this offense, the clan ring is careful to observe due process. An official divination is conducted to confirm the guilt of the accused parties. Our ancestral spirits answered with disgust, and bid the ring to uphold the law, and place them outside of it. Bawdy tales and cruel jokes are heard for some time afterward, they suffer considerably for their transgressions without the law to protect them.
An expedition sent out in the Earth season brings news of a Wyrm's cave in the Quivin mountains. Rostakos said that the Korani had never dealt with dragons, and they weren't about to start. However, not all of the clan ring agreed. After some argument on the matter, Enastarra suggested a third option, 'Let's sell the map to the Squat Oak clan for 30 cows worth of goods. A goodly sum, and the prudent course for our scarce time.' Feeling wearied by the troubles of late, the proposition seemed to give some small respite.
But it didn't last long, the dreaded Raven Banner of Humakt went missing. The diviners gave vague portents...in a pile of gold...no harm will come to those who find it...
...so six thanes and three times again as many carls were sent in search of it.
The diviners were wrong, and six men were slain battling the troll who managed to steal it away. How this happened without the notice of any of our kinsmen has roused some suspicion of our own. Other still, worry that it could be yet another curse the banner carries, and have petitioned to be rid of it.
So it was, the first year in Dragon Pass behind them, the Korani square their shoulders to the challenges that lie ahead...