>>5881328>>5881333>>5881359>>5881432Very well, Harenae it shall be.
The settling of a new territory reveals hexes adjacent to it that are unexplored; so, to the southwest, the plains region is revealed to contain simply nothing of note. Of course, animals and such in our region still roam there, it just contains nothing new.
In an effort to further settle the restlessness of the Tauricans in this time, a call is put out to all those who are brave enough to delve into the ruins to rid it of the dretches that lurk within its shadows. After several such successful hunts, it becomes clear that these creatures are quite annoyingly persistent, and their population continually bounces back after each purge. It is not known how they breed, if there is some kind of nest, or if some other otherworldly force is at play.
This does have a fortunate side effect, in a manner of speaking, in that rowdy warriors and youngsters looking to earn their blooded marks as a rite of passage have a place they can venture into in which they can slay foul and unnatural creatures to their heart's content. Even so, the dretches can be surprisingly difficult foes at times, particularly if their numbers grow too large and they ambush an unwary or foolhardy adventurer in the expansive catacombs.
And now for the random events of our age:
1) The creation of great food stores in our society occurs. Storing food can assist during times of famine, and can directly counter negative effects of certain random events. Our society once intended to use a small pocket dimension with properties of slowing time as a food storage site, but it instead is now used to contain a dangerous eldritch orb that warps all things around it. These food stores, primarily in Anguia, become culturally ingrained and utilized. They must be protected, both from within and without.
As this does not require a reaction, we shall move on.
2) In the midst of all of the troubles our people are facing this age (food shortages, internal conflict, rampant paranoia) appears a man, a demigod amongst men, promising to lead our people into a new age. This man is taller and stronger than any in the land, which he claims is due to actual divine parentage; he claims that he is a mortal scion of the ruler of a pantheon of deities, and that his great power (both martial and magical) comes from celestial blood. In this age of decline, he begins to amass many followers and believers, and he makes it known his intent to tear down the structures of old and depose not only the Rex but also the Red Naga.
As one can imagine, this draws incredible controversy. Our penitent lord, the Crimson Serpent, has faithfully led our people and advised our rulers for generations. Yet this man, who displays feats of strength greater than any we have ever known, claims to be here to depose the serpent, and that he is the herald of new gods. He appears to be gathering a following out in the wilds southwest.
How do we react to this news?
