Lord Vergence
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Mon at 12:45

Did you guys know that the werewolves in Twilight aren't werewolves? I did!
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Jun 2, 18 - edited

"Dawn always overtakes dusk."

- Solomon Lustris, Voice of Vaknera
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The Union just sticks with hanging >.<. Though there was a case early on where a Minuteman soldier had assaulted a fellow female soldier, and after careful thought, Kathryn ordered his hands be cut off by axe, and him medically stabilised, so he could be hung shortly after alongside some captive raiders.
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Depending on where you go, they'd probably hang. But this is Solomon's Cult. I mean, Solomon's Church. They've got a huge flair for the dramatic. Fancierians would send you into the dark caverns in exile. (What they did supposedly for Lord Lyx of Domora). It's basically sending you to your death with no supplies into the unexplored caves of Fancieria, not a fun time.
Also forgot to explain why that's the worst punishment in Fancierian culture. They're a very close society that's HIGHLY xenophobic (Foreigners are not allowed in the Fathercity. At. All). So to them, the worst punishment is to be forgotten. Sending you into the dark is their way of forgetting you and your deeds.
Now take that idea, and birth from it a society deep within the caverns, of survivors. A large, rough band of forgotten banished slowly sharpening their tools toward retribution
Could that happen? Yeah I wouldn't doubt it. Probably unlikely though, Fancieria was only possible because they lived aboveground before constructing the Fathercity (A fact they like to conveniently forget) and so the vital infrastructure needed for that would be very hard to get. I'm not doubting it and I bet some folks have managed to survive. The Fancierians have mapped out a significant portion of these caves after all.
One person or group gets kicked out, survives, sets up a camp, finds a new outcast straggler, invites them in. Strength in numbers. Over many years they continue to draw in various outcasts into their fold, killing the ones who cause too much trouble, strict leadership and harsh law. They are mostly criminals after all. over time they create a sort of tribal life for themselves and reproduce and many many years later they remain, bitter toward the "cruelty" of Fancieria. Hiding well from any official forces moving through the tunnels.
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Damnit Kayden! You have enough problems running Fancieria already! Yeah I get what your saying. Logistically, it'd be significantly harder than anywhere else. Fancieria only has major infrastructure in the Fathercity and their food is grown hydroponically in House Urei areas. Basically, the things you need to survive or the basics to craft tools and such, are under Fancierian guard because Fancieria relies on these materials in bulk to sustain their underground life. I think the group would have much better success if they went aboveground and raided materials like that (assuming they can avoid the "unofficial" Fancierian presence aboveground.

Assuming they had significant numbers, equipment, etc, they could do some damage to the Fathercity because the bulk of Fancieria's defenses lay aboveground guarding their entrance with the majority of their troops. That and with how the Fathercity is designed, rebels could easily hold buildings in guerrilla warfare.
May 2018
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - May 18, 18

I got maps, who wants maps? This is Ondoa.
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I love maps <3
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I'd post another one but I can't do that in the comments section, rip. You'll have to content yourself knowing I have MORE maps.
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - May 6, 18

Because I know all of you care and because I haven't posted in forever, here's the styling of the current Fancierian monarch:

High Lord Kayden weh Vergence myl Fancieria, by the Power of Past of the Sovereignty of Fancieria, Holder of the Carved Throne
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WHERE IS THE EDIT OPTION
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unlucky you have to deal with it
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why are you here. i haven't seen you in forever
am I not allowed to be in here s m h
i'll allow it. this time.
March 2018
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Mar 18, 18

wow I haven't posted in like 16 days even I thought I died
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February 2018
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Feb 19, 18

I found a nice game
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Basically C3po, darth vader, and chewbacca hanging out in cloud city. Such a style choice has gotta be from the 90s ^o^
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January 2018
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Jan 30, 18

2 year anniversary of when Nessapia was started.

Cheers!
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Jan 28, 18

Astrology is some great stuff. #SexyTimeAquarius #MeAndCancer
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Jan 19, 18

"Secondhand and used to the darkness. You'll never stand the light."
- Madame Selene
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Jan 15, 18

"My Kingdom collapsed, the land barren, and the people gone. I have endured and eventually, I shall strive. I will bring life to the withered, water to the thirsty, and settlers to the oasis. We. Shall. Prevail."

- Unknown, presumed to be from one of the Dead Continents
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Also, first post of 2018. :)
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I hate this emoji clipping tbh
December 2017
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Dec 19, 17

"The High Court Rebellion"

It is a commonly held belief, by Fancierians and foreigners alike, that Fancieria cannot fall to outside forces. It must be taken down from the inside to raise the gates for invaders. The task is regarded as nigh impossible due to the setup and location of the main Fancierian city. This belief makes the betrayal of House Skulan so much more daring, unbelievable, and unforgivable.
For the longest time, Skulan warriors remained the staunchest allies of the Royal House Vergence and held the dual loyalty to the High Lord and to the throne. House Skulan remained a vital force that kept the internal peace, through the task forces and security provided. However, that trust and loyalty was turned aside for promises of leadership and power. Centuries of loyalty were overturned by a greedy Lady of the House and an equally corrupt membership. This horrific betrayal nearly sparked the end of a sovereign Fancieria, to fully examine the event deemed as the “High Court Rebellion” we must travel back to the causes, a full eighteen years ago when the now deceased, High Lord Xander, was crowned and assumed full state control.
Heir Xander took the throne at age 28, when his father, High Lord William finally succumbed to a chronic condition that affected his breathing. It was known for some time that William’s condition was weakening and consultation with his memory stone affirms the knowledge that even he knew he would expire soon. This left Xander to inherit the entirety of Fancieria with his Consort, Lady Catherine Rels of Ethua, a second daughter of the High House Rels (At this point, Fancieria had opened themselves to limited foreign contact. It was one of the few brilliant moves that William had arranged, giving Xander’s hand away to a foreigner.)
During the casual turmoil associated with a new monarch commanding control, Lady of the House, Lady Lyx offered her services to High Lord Xander, with the intent to join his privy council. It’s assumed that this offer was extended to further political standings and to quash power struggles that Lady Lyx was combatting at the time. This not being clear, High Lord Xander gladly accepted because Lady Lyx was considered a respectable and clear minded noble with sensible views.
Along with her accepted offer, Lord Commander Cedric von None, and Lord of the House Declan vun Calfore, also ascended to the High Council. Suitable evidence has been brought to light, showing the manipulation of Lady Lyx while on the High Council. It’s believed that her influence tainted many of the High Lord’s decisions, while making her a clear leader on the Council, balanced only by the Lord Commander who had little time for such games as the Jafral Empire had chosen this season to harass the aboveland citadels.
Looking back on such events, the timing provides a clear conclusion that belies any hope of a coincidence that Lyx’s power conveniently rose when Jafral attacked. Correspondence found hidden away in desk drawers after Lyx’s exile supports this theory quite concisely.
Her growing power only matched by her unwavering ambition, it’s believed that after many years of being on the Council, that she now desired a higher position, which, the only obtainable higher position would be Consort of the High Lord. Around this time, now 14 years ago, Consort Catherine fell grievously ill and eventually perished due to assumed complications of the heart. In a rare moment of clear headedness, Xander sent off his son to be trained in the Fancierian Guard while he was forced into another marriage. The fact that very few words were sent to High House Rels, regarding their deceased daughter, severely damaged relations with Ethua that are just now being repaired.
Communication with the memory stone of Xander drives the suspected point home, theirs was a loveless marriage in which his power was whittled away as he became a puppet. During this time, his drug addiction was made public knowledge when palace servants leaked it. This undermined the trust placed in the High Lord and by extent, Fancieria.
In effect, Xander was powerless, but not mindless. Further discourse with the memory stone have shown that near the end of his reign, he managed to nearly stifle his addiction and enjoyed a more lucid state, more often. Lady Lyx, now fearing this possible threat, had to speed up her timeline and geared her House for war.
Sending the Guard into a weakened state and recalling the Lord Commander to an emergency High Council meeting, Lyx struck. Quickly moving against the Council, she slew all the members, including the High Lord with the assistance of the Skulan guards who patrolled the halls. Jafral was also let in through one of the citadel gates, in which they were barely beat off by the combined efforts of the adopted daughter of the Lord Commander, his unspoken heir, and the Heir Kayden von Vergence.
This nearly resulted in the annihilation of the Guard but the threat was successfully contained and the pair rushed into the Council chambers, to find Lyx lurking over the dead corpses. Battling their way in, they managed to halt and arrest her, drawing upon Vergence troops and a few Guard squads.
The foreseeable threat that was Lady of the House Lyx, was over. Acting swiftly, she and other traitors to the throne were summarily exiled into the dark caverns, an unmapped portion of Fancieria. One of the greatest fears of a Fancierian is to be forgotten. They follow the actions of the past with an almost religious fervor, treasuring all knowledge as it will guide them into the future. So their names were stricken from all records. The name of Lyx abolished and Skulan disbanded. Loyal survivors were taken into the other Houses as their ignorance was not to be blamed.
Following these disastrous events, the newly crowned Kayden faced tremendous challenge as he fought to rekindle the trust that was shaken in the throne and to rebuild the Fancierian Guard that was so utterly depleted in the near overthrow of the Fancierian City-State.
Hardly three years later, this event dubbed the “High Court Rebellion” still minorly influences actions but has largely been overcome due to the termity and dedication of High Lord Kayden and Lord Commander Aryn. The now six Houses of Fancieria move forward in united plans to create a stable and thriving Fancieria, while opening up the workings of their Houses to the High Lord as to promote clear and honest relations.
In the end, Lady Lyx serves as a open reminder to remain firm and unwavering, to dedicate oneself to the defense of an ideal. A reminder to try harder when attempting to defeat a Fancierian.

-An account composed by Calmen Fell, supplemented by the High Lord of Fancieria.
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Oh my
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Yea but on the brightside, the sheer amount of support he's gotten from his actions on fixing this, have enabled him to be more progressive than a usual High Lord. He's been able to open up more towards foreigners, which, imo, Fancieria NEEDS to do to survive in the modern world.
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Dec 8, 17

"How can we re-introduce Star Wars?"

"Build a bigger and better Death Star."

"How can we do that?"

"Remove it's mobility, require it to absorb suns (because we have an infinite amount of those nearby), and increase it's size by a tenfold."

"So we're removing it's ability to move, removing the 15 minute charge, and making it a bigger target?"

"yes."

"Sold."
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"Also lets have it get destroyed after it's first field test! Because nothing matters anyway!!"
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Dec 1, 17 - edited

I've combined the Fantasia city-state of Caliphate with the Nessapian nation of Pre Trium. Both were rich in lore that made more sense together.

As a result, they shall be known as the Sultanate of Pre Trium, ruled by his holiness, the Sultan, invested with the authority and power of the godsforged Celestial Throne which rests in the City of Closed Shadows, Caliphate.
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November 2017
Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Nov 26, 17

RIP Kevin Spacey.
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He'll always be my president.
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Lord Vergence

Shared publicly - Nov 26, 17

A Meeting of Powers

“I have already given you fire, water, metal, and life. What more do you wish? You know I require the other Relics to grant you more abilities. Unlike your pandering underlings, I am well aware of your progress. You don’t possess another.” Comes a guttural voice, sounding bored and impatient.
“Yes, yes, Architect. I dare not waste your time unless I require so. A primal girl has appeared.” Serecar says, a glimmer of excitement running through his voice. “You know how those are created.”
“Do you forget the rest of the legend? When strifes plague the world. Rivers that flow red and barren fields, shall one be born of the Eldest gods, imbued with them they shall purify and restore.” Architect says, disappointment lacing his voice. “The Gods are aware of your goals. The last one prevented your ancestor and this one shall as well.”
“But this time, she is ignorant. She can be manipulated.” Satisfaction evident in his voice as he addresses this to the mirror faced automaton that the Architect can be seen through.
“Oh?” Architect’s voice sounds hopeful and gleeful. “And how would you plan such a feat?” His gaze is fully on Serecar now, looking through an identical mirror, at the man in the golden room.
“The legends does not say which side she will take. She will be taught that I seek to purify and that the old, towering corrupt ways must topple.” He replies.
“Then I will ready the forges.” Architecture’s face breaks open in a vicious grin. “I shall like to examine the primal girl. It’s been so long since one has graced my table.”
“Yes, yes.” Serecar waves him off, suddenly weary. “Prepare for more Relics. I grow closer.”
“Mmm, payment has gone up. I desire more material. An additional ton of gracium, colsite, misera as well as five mages of each element should cover it.” His voice is smug as if he knows that Serecar cannot refuse him.
“Very well. You will embed the Relics as soon as I acquire them, then.” Serecar snarls, quickly losing his patience.
“Glad we have a deal. What a fruitful partnership.” Architect’s face with that victorious looking grin, fades from the automaton as it melts into a gold liquid and flows into a jar near the corner of the room.
Serecar turns away and unleashes a small, rage filled scream. Some of the glassware shatters under the power of it.
“Bastard thinks he can demand such things of me? He’ll get it. For now.” He straightens his collar and opens the door, to the guards stationed outside, he says, “Fetch a maid to clean the mess.”
He walks on, he has a girl to collect.
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