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Peacekeepers of Strongfair Court
The Kingdom of Brience
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Explain Brience, Strongfair, and hint at the marauder problem.
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The Greatwood, Fae, and Magic pt 1

Further explain Fae like Dragons and Ents.

Explain Marauders

Magic is everything, and everything is magic. Magic is patience. Magic is sorrow. Magic is love on a summer's eve. The Mountains are Magic. Leaves, trees, twigs and sprigs; all magic. Work makes magic, just as does contemplation, laughter, and pain. All aspects of the world, it's substance, it's soul, it is all magic. For example: The bread of a truly talented, skilled, experienced and caring baker is known to be more nutritious, flavorful, and just essentially better than the bread of a baker lacking in even a single one of these traits. It is not just the quality of the ingredients, or the care he puts into his product, or the love he pours into his passion; it is all these things and more that make a truly and literally magical loaf of bread, capable of not only providing unnaturally bountiful sustenance and otherworldly flavor, but also of clearing and strengthening minds, and even purifying some lesser illnesses.
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World at Peace, and Yet Still at War
Stylistic Notes


Rules

Character Sheet Template

Character Sheets

Name:
Appearance:
Age:
Class:
Greatwood Mage
Academy Mage
Town Mage
Hedge Mage
Priest
Cook
Sellsword
Town Guard
Scholar
Adventurer
Spiritkin
Hedge Knight
Knight
Peasant
Tradesman
Hunter
Woodsman
Tinkerer
Rake/Seductress
Talents:​
 
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1: Druid
2: Sorcerer
3: Magic
4: Spirits/Gods
5: Important Technology
6: The Greatwood, Lake Eldrar, and the Mountains of Iron & Gold
7: Strongfair and Gelrey Keep
8: Ulfang Tower
9: Marauders and Other Turmoil
10: Guidelines for Style and Structure
11: Other Settlements
 
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Name: Grand Duke Daumantas Naujokas
Gender: Male
Age: 62
Role: Grand Duke (King)
Aligned Country: Grand Duchy of Lithuania (Wiki)
Appearance:
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Reputation:
The people of Lithuania love and respect their ruler. He has led them through turbulent times, and, under his long reign, the country has not only strengthened and solidified it's hold on the traditional centers of Lithuania, but also expanded into new lands. Making pacts with the demons and embracing magic early on, Lithuania long ago made the stark choice of completely abandoning their Christian neighbors in their fight against the otherworldly beasts. This has enriched the country and it's people, but at the expense of relations abroad. As the decades passed, all of Chirstendom began to view the country as a bastion of evil; the one place on earth cruel and corrupt enough to side with the devil himself.

Grand Duke Naujokas himself is a powerful sorcerer, and his people love him for his institutionalization of magic throughout the realm. No one is persecuted for practicing magic, in fact, it is seen as a great and wonderful gift. Yet, again, his own country is the only place that feels as such, and, throughout the world, the Duke of Demons is spoken of with disgust and disdain. Outside nations trade with him and his people purely out of necessity, the land of Lithuania having spread from the Baltic to the Black Sea, it's borders containing all the cities and trade routes from one to the other. While the arrival of magic and the demons, or "spirits" as the Lithuanians call them, has ultimately been in their favor, and the years since prosperous, the kingdoms of Christ have not been snuffed out by these demons; far from it. Those that have survived are stronger than ever, hardened by conflict and forced into new and more clever ways of life.

A day of reckoning is sure to soon come; there is not a Lithuanian living that does not fear a crusade on Vilnius.

Personality:

Good:
Liberal & Egalitarian
Intelligent
Gregarious
Scholarly & Cultured
Generally Kind, Caring & Generous
Fair & Light Handed Ruler


Bad:
Impatient, Stubborn & Pugnacious in Old Age
Bitterly Resents Old Age and It's Infirmities
Functioning Alcoholic
Somewhat Bigoted, Racist & Xenophobic
Growing Distaste for Diplomacy
Colludes With Demons, & is Sometimes Bound by Pact to Obey Their Demands


Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
Discovering New Ways To Improve His Country (Technology, Architecture, Medicine, etc.)
Fine Cuisine
Music, Drinking & Kinship
Lithuanian Beer and Mead, & French Wine
Mages and Magic
Intelligence and Inquiry
Bravery
The Peasantry and the Innocent
Soldiers
His Three Daughters & Heirs


Dislikes:
Germans
Cowards
Liars
Rome
The Christian God
The Catholic Church
Catholic Military Orders
Idiots
Tyrants


Religion:
Baltic Paganism, heavily influenced by the arrival of the demons and revolving around worship of ancestors, heroes and the spirits of nature(demons).


Skills:
Diplomacy: Though he once took great delight in it, Daumantas has lost much patience and all love for foreign diplomacy. He is more crass and impatient than is usually required for a smooth parlay.
Riding, Soldiering and Swordsmanship: The Grand Duke was once a great soldier, but no more. Due to old age and injury, Daumantas has been unable to ride a horse for over twelve years, and has since given up practicing with sword and shield.

Administration & Logistics: Daumantas has grown his kingdom by exerting careful and deliberate control over important cities, trade routes and resources.
Brewing: The Duke has been brewing beer and making mead for decades.
Military Command: Long successful history of military command.
Sorcery: Grand Duke Naujokas is known far and wide as one of his countries greatest sorcerers, having studied with the demons themselves since he was a boy. As do most Lithuanian mages, Daumantas almost solely relies on combining elements of nature in ritual to has his spells, and therefor his magic is not at all spontaneous. Fresh blood is almost always used as one of the components of these rituals, and, as such, this sort of magic can be unwieldy and even altogether impractical in certain situations.

Bio:
Daumantas Naujokas is the second son of Grand Duke Shvarn of Minsk. As second son of the royal family, it was his duty to enter the military. After first graduating from the acacamy, Daumantas served with distinction as a field commander on the western line. Following in the tradition of his family and people, he was also sent at an early age to first discover and then later to hone his aptitude for magic. After many years of practice and study, he had become a proficient sorcerer.

His elder and only brother had always been prone to illness, and, only two years after receiving the crown from his dying father, he too succumbed to death. And so at the age of thirty four, Daumantas Naujokas was crowned ruler of one of the great nations of the world.


Country History:
Though Lithuania officially had it's first Catholic king crowned in 1253, his death later lead to a series of events, a that would firmly establish Lithuania as a pagan nation. This was only reinforced by the coming brutality of the crusades. The Teutonic Order of Knights mercilessly waged total war against the various pagan tribes surrounding Lithuania, until, after half a century, they had wiped them all out. Lithuania stood as the last pagan nation in the world, and the next six decades would play host to one of histories most terrible and brutal wars.


Then, after over a century of slaughter and conquest, the Teutonic Order was presented with a force so terrible, the Baltic Crusade was recalled within the span of a week. The Hour of Darkness had brought great opportunity for the pagans of Lithuania, and they had seized it wholeheartedly.

A century and a half later, and Lithuania stands as a hated yet respected anomaly, prosperous and well established as the northwestern center of world trade.
 
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Magic:
Aura Casting:
Saphire
Emerald
Ruby

Alchemy:
Potions and Other Consumable Concoctions
Pultices and Other Healing Items
Incense
Enchantment and Transmutation


Arcane Ritual:

Spirit of Endeavor:
 
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Schools of Magic

Spirit of Endeavor
Powers everything
Azure Aura of the Soul
Derives power from strength of mind and spirit
Spells include Minor Transmutation, Minor Enchantment, Minor Fire and Water Conjuration and Manipulation, Minor Healing and Cleansing, Minor Force and Manipulation

Viridian Aura of Nature
Derives power from rare and exceptional natural sources
Magic includes Potions, incense, and other Consumables, Non Blood Ritual and Sacrifice

Crimson Blood Ritual
Derives power from highly ritual sacrifice to various Fae
Spells consist of Blood Ritual and Blood Concoctions

Faemagic
The Fae are the ultimate personification of the Spirit of Endeavor, and stand as the pinnacle of arcane ability​
 
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    The Rules of Magic:

    The arcane arts encompass many different realms of ability and effect. The fae of the world are the undistputed masters of magic, but, with talent, training and passion, man is more than capable of bending its power to their will. But be careful; magic is a fickle and unkind mistress.

    Magic can do most anything int his RP. The only restrictions will be imposed by your discretion, and the game's karma system. Basically, the sky is the limit as far as what you can do, but be careful; abuse your power, and you will regret it.

    List any spells or arcane abilities in "Ability & Aptitude", and any enchanted items in the appropriate category("Garb", "Weapons", Etc.)




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Jonah's Locked Box + Undo Recent Damage x1

Summon Falling Steel Net x3

Lairy's Bronze Palisade x1

Lairy's Iron Cage x2

Grand Charm Beast x1

Choking Fog x2

Greater Thorny Vine Snare x2

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As I peruse the RPs here on the forums, I notice a severe lack of straight forward fantasy.

Anyone feel like participating in a somewhat old school party based fantasy adventure?

I would imagine a group no bigger than six, and no smaller than three, starting as townsfolk from a small settlement. You will be a member of a quintessential "adventuring crew", either taking jobs/bounties, seeking out and slaying powerful monsters, or just questing to discover the unknown. You'll make your way around a relatively small map, facing strange and challenging circumstances. You'll gain fame, fortune, and perhaps even great power along the way. There'll be a good possibility of character death, and I'll make the world a pretty hard place to live in(not Darksouls hard, but pretty challenging), but I would also like to give everyone ample opportunity to do awesome stuff that shows off their particular talents. You'll need to use wit, caution and preparation at least as much as martial or arcane ability, if not more.

The game will focus on your travels and encounters. You will meet interesting people in strange and wonderful places. You will encounter the arcane, and, as your journey progresses, you will find magical items of wondrous power. You will also accumulate great treasure, the nature and power of which being dependent upon your team's choice of adventure. Will you brave the dragon soaked mountains to the south, looking to plunder the lost cities of old? Will you face the kingdoms soldiers, turned to marauding and brigandry? Perhaps you will explore the Greatwood, looking to uncover both the treasures and the mysteries of the Fae that rule over it. You may even come out the other side relatively unchanged...

Whatever your group decides to do, you will have many and sundry as challenge to overcome, and remember; work as a team. At the beginning of the game, the average soldier is a good deal better trained, equipped and experienced than anyone in your group. Charging in like a fool, or fighting without thinking will most likely get you killed.

Handy Breakdown:

Beginning = You kinda suck, and things are hard. Be careful, even sneaky when you need to. play to your team's strengths, and never charge in blind. You're building your character/team in this arc.

Middle = You are above average, but things are still hard. You'll be getting the hang of working as a team by now, and have some impressive skills and gear gained from your travels, but the world is still an incredibly dangerous place. Running is always a option.

End = You're awesome and can kick major ass. Still, there are people, places and, especially, magical beasts, that dwarf your power. You will never be the strongest in this world, but together, perhaps, you and your team might just be able to take on even the mightiest of foes.


Well, can't wait to get tings started with this; I'm sure there are at least a few people on here who're ready to get down with some old school fantasy RP adventurin'!
 
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Name:
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Weight:
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Experience, Aptitude, Occupation & Ability: What have you done, & what have you learned? What are you naturally good at? What do you do for a living? What are you able to do, and how well?
Hopes and Dreams:
Values, Morality & Worldview:
Prejudices:
Garb:
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Food:
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[fieldbox="Chapter One, Ivory, dashed, 10, book antiqua"]The Journey Begins

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"My name is Kallrin', I am a merchant, and I am in need of some cheap sell-swords..."

It was a nice enough tavern, despite to slight reek of fish that permeated the town in which it was situated. It was fairly well populated at this time of night, many of the towns men relaxing and blowing off the steam generated by a hard day's work. One table was left bare, though, save for a single elderly man dressed in the garb of the east. As he finally began to bore of waiting for those he had summoned with the poster outside, wondering if any would come at all, a slew of men and women walked in all at once. It would seem that many or most of the aspiring adventurers already knew one another, all but a couple chatting familiarly with one another as they gathered to the table and began sitting.

The old man wasted no time revealing his intentions, speaking the moment the final ass hit it's chair. "I'll be both quick and blunt. My name is Kallrin', I am a merchant, and I am in need of cheap sell-swords to escort me to Masrin City. I've been cursed to return to a Rarkonir where I am unable to ply my wares. I've never had a trouble in my life making the trip from here to Masrin, but I hear stories that chill my bones, and from sources I'm inclined to believe. So, again, as I said, sell-swords, yes; I need you all to help me get from here to Masrin, WITH my cart intact, of course. I can give you each forty silvers here and now, and a gold piece upon our arrival. I'll even put you up both here and there for a night. So, can I trust you're all..."

Before he could finish, several of the others had already began agreeing in various ways, one shaking her head vigorously, another slamming his fists on the table in a near violent, yet seemingly joyous, display. Before long, all had taken their silver, and retired to some rooms Kallrin' quickly ordered. Most slept restless, unable to hold back their excitement; tomorrow would be the start of a great and wonderful adventure, to be sure!

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"The air was crisp and nature was alive as the party approached the river..."

The next day, the newly forged group of dissonant novices broke from Istek an hour after dawn, only awake long enough to gather for a quick meal, and then pack for the journey ahead of them. The road to Masrin City wasn't a particularly long one. None were in the Kingdom of Rarkonir, true be told, the realm itself slanting on the small side. No, the journey would not take long, should it be unimpeded; two or so days walk, depending on the pace. But these times are not ones of unimpeded travel. Indeed, they are times of plunder and thievery, as Kallrin' so bluntly pointed out the night before. Yes, it was true; any time spent on these roads was now trouble at the least. And at the worst? Slavery, death, even unending torture. The stories of the terrors abounding on these highways were what led the merchant to hire on the adventurers in the first place, and now, they would all see how true the stories were.

Hours and hours passed uneventfully, and nearly a third of the journey to Masrin had already been completed. The group decided they would continue on till they reached the Montari River, hoping to break for camp a bit before late evening. The air was crisp and nature was alive as the party approached the river, birds and bugs filling their ears with pleasant noise. Walking in no particular formation and with far too little caution the group was startled and surprised to find, after coming over a hill in the road, a group of surprisingly well armed and armored folks. Most of our adventurers noticed the kings colors upon them, and a few even noticed the more subtle insignias some of them bore. These were soldiers, or at least they had been during the war. It was quickly becoming clear to all but Hull that these were once proud warriors turned brigand; there was even what looked to be a knight among them, dressed in red fineries. True to the assumption, he soon proved to be leading the others, stepping forward to speak to Kallrin'.

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"Leave th' cart n' yer other supplies an' I'll let ya go on t' Masrin. Otherwise..."

The man puffed up slightly as he spoke. "Leave th' cart n' yer other supplies an' I'll let ya go on t' Masrin. Otherwise we'll slaughter ya raggedy bunch right now." He was plain enough, reaching for his weapon as he finished, his men following suit a moment later. Kallrin' quickly ran behind the cart to cower, shouting as he went "This is what I'm paying you for! A-at it! Get at it! Go!".[/fieldbox]​
 
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"That was just a warning! Leave or more will follow."
"You want cart, Hull give cart. But fancy hat man only have cheap stuff, you see?"

"Clear the path now, or we shall clear it ourselves."
"Don't make us have to kill you..."
"You lot had better-"
"Please don't make me waste this poison on you"


1: Rinata, Eira, Marda, Ronric and Aedan Call out the Knight.
2: Hull, not noticing this, slaps the mule and sends it and the cart speeding toward the brigands.
3: The blue guard sends his spear at the mule, killing it instantly., and stopping the cart before it gets too far.
4: The old soldier tosses his spear to the guard, and unsheathes his sword. He is rushed by Eira, who gets smacked around and loses her sword and even her arm, but gravely wounds the older soldier.
5: Rinata shoots another arrow at the Knight, but he magically deflects it back and kills Kallrin', spattering the two standing next to him.

6: Glaive soldier is about to "kill" Eira, but is engaged by Aedan, Marda and Ronric. Ronric is slashed in the leg.
7: Hull rushes the knight, but in intercepted by the blue guard.
8: The mage moves behind the knight and summons the bears on the far side of the party. Two of the bears rush the large group, while the eother takes on Rinata.


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Kevin Jackson (Tiger Anthro Cyborg with Super Strength, Agility, Speed, and Durability) M [1]

Tele-Lie (Radio Manipiuulation) M [6]

Terror Kill (Able to force the combustion of Anything Within Range of Vision and is then able to telekinetically control said object, Super Strength and Durability, Super Speed and Agility) F [1]

Launch (Flight/Excelerration Bestowal) F [6]

Fog Girl (Smoke/Vapor/Gas Physiology, Generation and Manipulation) F [4]

Battle (Firearm and Vehicle Summoning) M [4]

Red Glare (Pyrotechnic Manipulation) M [5]

Ivory (Ivory Consumption Empowerment) F [5]

The Black Hole (Oxygen Empowerment) M [5]

Faraday (Copper Manipulation, Electric sensing and combat) F [5]

Logic (Extremely high intelligence and extensive education coupled with Emotion Negation/Locking) F [4]

Crepitus (Knuckle Cracking Empowerment (S.A.D.S.)) M [3]

Magic Sheet (Bioelectric Barrier over a bed sheet) F [5]

Pageant () F [2]

Toil () M [2]

Lear () M [2]

Lightning Justice () M [4]

Lightning Lightning () F [6]

Planar () F [3]

The Vampire King () M [1]

The Nine Vampire Queens F [2-6]

The Alphas [2-4]

The Betas [2-6]

Dr. Klevorick () M [N/A]

Android 47 () F [2]

Android 30 () F [6]

Android 32 () M [5]

Gold Mask () M [4]

Ursula () F [3]

Master Tian-Lu () M [1]

Jose' Griego () M [3]

Jason Cassegrain M [1]
 
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Name: Todd Geller
Alias: Geller, Pack-Rat
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 159
Personality:
  • Calm:
  • Fairly Gregarious:
  • Mitigated Illness and Depression:
  • Denizen of the Underworld, and Proud of it:
History: j
  • Your Friendly Neighborhood Drug Dealer: j
Skills and Education: j

Powers: "Substance Merging":

Wall Hide:
-Wall Hide Glue:

Wall Slide:

Sword Catch:

Appearance:
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An Antithetical Position: How Many Advocates of Limited Government are Getting it Wrong When it Comes to the Police.

Scroll through the comment section of the latest video documenting the rampant abuse of authority present within law enforcement and you'll likely be presented with a strange paradox; the comment of a pro-police libertarian. Comments like these, many of which can be found on videos of indisputable abuse that one might come across on a daily basis make it glaringly obvious that many of us lack the philosophical/moral/ethical moorings, historical context, and overall understanding necessary to look at the problem clearly. When even those who openly and vocally subscribe to the principles of liberty find themselves flippantly dismissing the problems of police brutality, excessive force, and general abuse of authority in law enforcement, it serves as a pretty good indicator that the narrative has been thoroughly turned away from the principles upon which the U.S. was founded.

They're not writing the laws. The politicians are the REAL problem.

It's strange to me that most of those who say they value individual liberty as a principle can agree that the profession of politician generally attracts a class of people wholly unfit for the monumental task of governance, as its power is so inherently enticing to those who would seek to abuse it, and corrupting to even those who enter the career with altruistic intentions. Yet many of the same people who say this about politicians will tell you that "there are people who suck in every job" when trying to contradict someone who says something negative about the profession of law enforcement officer. Really, I don't see much of a difference. No, not all cops are cruel or ill intentioned. In fact, most of them truly believe that every action they take is for the good of society, and the same could be said about politicians, but the job wields near unassailable authority, and tasks itself with such abhorrent abuse of other people's rights that it's almost impossible to be a good police officer, for the smae reason that finding a politician that can reasonably be reffered to as "good" is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Police are simply the enforcement arm of the government. It's so strange to me to see self avowed libertarians try to somehow separate the police from government, as if they are any less culpable for the government abuse which they personally act to enforce. If the politicians are violating our rights by writing laws that violate not only the constitution, but our very natural rights, then surely the police force is violating our rights by acting to enforce them.

If we're going to say that a large, overreaching government is inherently evil, we MUST also say that it's enforcement branch is ALSO inherently so. To do otherwise is to abandon any kind of consistency.
We're tasking the government with doing increasingly more and more that was historically taken up by the citizen. This includes both self defense and the task of maintaining the security of a given community. We're trading our rights to the government in exchange for some level of ostensible safety, and it is a course of action completely antithetical to the spirit of the nation. Many of our founders wrote that the path to peace is the same as that to prosperity; the path of individual liberty. How can anyone in all seriousness advocate for the virtues of voluntary exchange, only to turn right around and argue that the government is the only possible means of attaining peace and security for the people?

It's a hard job. We can't judge them because it's hard to do what they are asked to do day in and day out.

I'll agree with the first part; it IS a hard job. So hard, in fact, is the task of law enforcement in an ever growing centralized state, that I would argue it is a futile endeavor. We're never going to achieve the peace and prosperity that we desire this way. We're asking too much of these people. We're asking that a small group of government employees assume the responsability of protecting everyone in the nation while at the same time enforcing legislation that outright infringes on the rights of those very people.

Moreover, I don't really care if it's a hard job if it doesn't provide a service worthy of it's funding, much less if it actively serves to diminish our natural rights. Even if your job is the most difficult, dangerous one in existence, if it serves as an active force against liberalism, your career is irredeemable.
If we want that, government needs to step back and let armed individuals use voluntary interaction and cooperation to personally work toward those goals.

Every profession has it's "bad apples", idiots, jerks and even crazy people. We can't judge every cop by the actions of a few.

There are a number of reasons why the comparison between the profession of LEO and every other isn't an apt one. For one, the position of police officer is a government career. Most of us are well aware of the corruption inherent in government agencies. Free from the regulatory influence of the market, abuse of authority, lack of transparency, and general corruption are inevitable. Second, police are ostensibly tasked with protecting the public. Because of this, they have been granted increasingly absurd degrees of leniency. The double standard when it comes to what is and what isn't deemed to be a legitimate use of force, both by the courts and by the public at large, is staggering. Let's say I'm a canvasser, for example, and carried I a pistol with me as I worked. Let's say I went to a person's house to ask them if they wanted to sign my clipboard, had a dog come around the corner at me, and then shot it, saying I literally "feared for my life"; almost no one would argue that I was in the right. All a police officer must do, however, is claim that he did indeed fear for his life, and they will usually get away without any meaningful consequences. Not to mention the instances of police performing no knock raids ON THE WRONG HOUSE, throwing flash-bangs into cribs and beds as families sleep, and nigh countless documented cases where they generally ruin peoples lives due to what would certainly be deemed inexcusable incompetence in any other field of work. The problem is obviously both much different and much worse than the inevitable small percentage of crappy employees that slip through the cracks in any occupation. The problem is both massive and systemic. We've given law enforcement so much power and authority that they've effectively become a separate class of citizen with a set of rules all their own, a fact which not only renders the constitution hopelessly impotent, but effectively strikes our very natural rights from the conversation.

It's painfully clear that these cases of abuse which we see day in and day out aren't simply the actions of a "few bad apples", but a clear example of government grown out of control. Tasking a group of government employees to beat us all into a submissive state of order under the often arbitrary and sometimes downright cruel rules and dictates of government officials(some of whom aren't even elected) is in no way congruent with the spirit of liberalism upon which this nation was founded. A rightful and rightfully achieved order is most easily obtained by letting people do as they will, and letting the free people find for themselves the best way to secure peace and prosperity.

Well, there we have it; just a few of the arguments you may see being made by a self proclaimed lover of liberty that render their user completely contradictory. Perhaps some of these commenters think that most people are stupid, and will just muck everything up if you let them. But we all need to trust in the principles of liberty. The evil that can be enacted by a stupid or ill intentioned individual is rarely is ever as potent a threat as that of a collective, especially when said collective is the governing body of a large and influential nation, and it's principles are based on the supposed virtue of the ideology of collectivism itself.
 
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Deep in Sector 12 of Sextant 47 of the Galaxy, there lies an infamous pinprick of space known as the Cosmic Void. Situated reasonably close to two of the Galaxy's largest governmental entities, the Void was once a prospect for mining and colonization. That changed after a few hundred years of failed attempts, and now the only ones venturing there are either lunatic adventures out to satisfy an urge to explore the unknown, eccentric researchers looking to uncover the secrets of the Void, or someone looking to hide within oblivion. This is because, once a person sets out to the Void, they do not return.

The swirling, ethereal, impossibly huge space dragons which patrol the Void are the first and last thing anyone venturing there sees before their vessel is spirited away to the atmosphere of a nearby planet. Called Kaal by it's natives, the lush sphere invariably becomes the new permanent home of anyone caught by the Void. Ruled by a global empire spearheaded by the planet's original inhabitants, a reptilian species called the Koe, Kaal is also home to something which every visitor to the planet and survives the crash landing experiences: The Green Valley Event.

The Green Valley Event is a great gladatorial survival tournament televised worldwide, set in one of the planet's most inhospitable environments; the Green Valley of Vishnm. Upon arrival, those spirited away to the surface of Kaal find themselves conscripted as slave-warriors,

The Grand Societal Empire:

Technology:

Magic:

__Astral Magic
__The Empire and it's Species, Weird Magic, & Tech.
__The Events and the Green Valley
__Youa
 
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