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2nd Young Man, 2nd PAC. The Rising Star still shines brightly.
>GLOBAL
As apology for the second delay, each nation may build one additional half-action building in turn fifteen.
God willing this will not happen again in another seven turns.
>AE
Priests chant in the smoke filled halls of their temples in search of magics, spells that should bind the soul to the body to fight ever on. Plumes from Tu Aket grant them their answer. Each man must be painted over with a paste made from lake water and ground pumice which irritates the skin & nostrils, leaving the body stinking like a corpse. It is fitting and off-putting. With prayers then over squadrons the soul is there trapped inside the cocoon of ash that coats them. Priests' minds then turn to thoughts on magic that will stop the rains.
The army of Lord Akutal is ordered north, making it to the edge of the lake in their long march.
>AH
Some Ahmosi have pondered what epithet their kingdom shall be remembered for, one which always arises is that of "Wonder Hoarder", or the much more polite "Collector". This recent expansion southwards grants them one more marvel to add to their collection. [This is your only "grab that thing" expansion. You also need to start using your land more. Only 15/57 tiles are being utilised right now] Near to which they set out the grounds for the fledgling city of Hammudrabi in dry but fertile enough plain. Climbing the great butte allows for excellent views of the surrounding, especially over the boring but industrious neighbour to the south.
With no threats from the sea making themselves more apparent, the armies are drawn from their watery watch to the newly founded city to guard against whatever threats may the settlers there.
>AU
[NM] It has been a long time, eleven tyrns in fact, since the Uati have received consult from the stars. There had been general confusion when there had been no response in the eighth tyrn from the heavens. They had neglected to gather priests and scholars as they had done then, so it is a schoolboy skipping stones in the empty observatory who is struck with the knowledge from above. He babbles that the message had come in an instant but seemed to last for an hour of congratulations and commendations and the recommendations of who they should deal with. Of course being only twelve years old he could only remember their final message, much to the gathered party's collected dismay. It had been to "Sail the seas. Walk the land. Treat justly and make allies.", he repeats it three times, as if like a mantra.
Trade, internal and external, has proved to be most lucrative, with many Laudation ships bringing a taste of the wider world to Uru-Anu. There is talk of perhaps building a full navy, or at least a few sailing ships, in search of others to trade the most valuable gift of the nation with others; Myrrh. And knowledge, one supposes, but that's a little more difficult to sell in bulk.