Re: Happy New Year, New Game, New Players (noob EA game: Running))
Verudoctius finished the ritual, spilling the blood of the boar over the altar. He walked away, hoping his god would be pleased with the sacrifice this day. Tomorrow he was bound for the borderlands. He wandered into the city past the tribesmen readying for the next month's raids. Many lands had been brought under the sway of the Marverni, and more would soon be under their rule. Of course, which lands were conquered and which were yet to be taken was unknown in the capital.
Without the druids, chaos rules Marverni. The Gutuaters attempt to keep the tribes united and under control, but only a few bother to care for anyone beyond their own clansmen. The prophet, if he can be called that, was a simple man, an unknown warrior. He happened to be the first mind the great scholar's thoughts reached. That touch drove him mad. He only thinks of conquest, now. The Gutuaters sent Luterius with him to keep him aimed in the right direction. Soon, though there will be nothing anyone can do to control him. Not unless the druids return, and bring with them the one true god, the one marked by the stars.
OOC: I'm delaying messages by a turn or two to represent the chaotic political situation in Marverni.
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