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>Civilization/Race Name:Those Of The Uncrowned Depths.>Capital Name: The Upper Depths>Brief Summary of Nation: Pint Sized, Semi-Aquatic fairy's gathered around a great religious eldership known as the deep speakers. Survivors of a flood long ago, last of their kind & finally reaching out once more, with the help of insectile friends. >Optional Fluff: Long ago, far more of the world was dry. We were big & strong & tall & knew no fear. The spirits of the land were our friends & we loved them. The flood came unexpectantly, a great rise that none could have predicted.It ended us, it drowned our people. It forced us into caves that we sealed off, yet flooded still. Within deep, dank caverns, half-flooded? Desperation was all we had, malnourished, starving, we degenerated for generations. Until an equilabrium was found, enough fish, enough algae, enough kelp. Scattered community's that reached out to one another through flooded tunnels. We found him, he found us. That god of the depths, in the primordial earth. That being that showed us life still remained, those small & insignificant that we nurtured into friends. Spirits of the caverns, the god of the depths children sang out to us. Guided us, spirits of water tempted us & yet gave us life.
The Elders amassed knowledge, we gained hope. Many of us now, fungus & algae & sickly fish. Our lungs filter it, this water, we reach beyond. The sun, gone to us for so long. Will be ours, the depths shall spread outwards & we will reclaim all that was lost.
Thankful to the dark, to the depths, to the spirits who gave us the knowledge, the hope to keep going.
>Spread southwards, the shore brings with it promise. Hope, a chance for change, for the first time the Uncrowned see the outside world again.>Spread the bloom, have algae spread around the coastline & in the ponds & small lakes. We need food and will need to sustain ourselves. 