I write this to you, to tell you about the Embassy we constructed in the lands of Nocturnus,
As you know, Nocturnus is a twisted and hostile place, the landscape made with swamps, desolate plains. rugged mountains and fiery lakes of lava. Common sense made us believe that the Marshlands were the least dangerous of these, but we were wrong, so wrong.
For the marshlands are in the eastern part of Nocturnus, which means that our caravans have to travel far, to reach these lands. Although there is supposedly peace, the roads are filled with dangers. Our caravans have had to endure twisted bandits, gigantic monsters, there was even speak of dragons, at one point! And not to mention, the Drow! Many of my caravans have not made it to the place I am now, they have been burned, ransacked or have just completely disappeared.
The place I am now is being called Knife-point by the soldiers. It is called this way because we built the Embassy on a place in the swamp, where the rocks are as sharp as knives. The Marshlands are a pain to build in, the ground is almost nowhere fit for building, And the few places that are, are almost always taken by the locals. The locals we found, are as umpredictable as the shifting sands of the desert, we found. One day they are open to trading, the next they will try to storm our Embassy. The latter has been proven to be pointless, thanks to the squad of Elite Qarkyr Archers we were assigned, they have proven to be precise and deadly, an asset to Kaiphilin.
Life in Nocturnus has proven difficult, besides the dealings with the locals. Supplying has also proven to be difficult. Since many supply caravans do not arrive, we are struggling to get fresh water (The water from the swamps is undrinkable, naturally) and food. The latter is slightly less of an issue, as we have found that there is an abundance of edible fish in the marshlands. Still, fishing brings danger, as there are also ravenous monsters lurking where the fish are. My task for the coming time will be negotiating a trade agreement with the local werewolf clans, Wish me luck.
Honor to Kaiphilin!
Hello all, This is my first real MOC since my dark ages, If you have any tips, comments or criticism, PLEASE let me know . I had some trouble photographing, but I think it is all right now. Here are the photo's:
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The back, two people are fishing, you might recognize the one on the right ;), On the balcony are two archers, ready to fire if anything shows up.
Close up of the standard, to scare off any potential enemies, mushrooms in different colours grow here, a workman is dragging a crate of fresh fish to the main building.
Tower picture, some Archers look out for potential threats, 2 Kaiphilin merchants are chatting about the prize of fresh water.
Lord Shale is Negotiating a Trade Agreement with the local werewolves
A target is set up for practice, but these archers are the best of the best, they don't need any practice!
I hope you enjoyed my Embassy, please leave C and/or C!
Edited by Scubacarrot, 12 February 2012 - 06:25 PM.