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THE GREAT COLONIZATION III
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Author: Proszak
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Tavern tales of a forgotten continent stirred our imagination. We organized an expedition and set sail into the unknown, armed with only vague clues about the location of the rumored land.
The long voyage depleted our supplies, and at one point it seemed this would be a journey with no return.
Yet soon, on the horizon, the outline of dry land began to emerge.
As we sailed past one of the small isles, we heard a loud call.
Before a modest hut stood an old man, waving to greet us:

Ahoy, sailors!
My heart rejoices to see new arrivals from all over the world  may you breathe new life into these lands!
Allow me to sketch for you what you may expect from this place:

Decades ago, the continent was ruled by several smaller kingdoms, which, unable to live in harmony, plunged themselves into exhausting wars. Bled dry by senseless conflicts, the population was finally decimated by a terrible plague.

Those who survived that hell forged a cultural melting pot in the port city of Myros, striving to live a peaceful life far from all strife.
Local architects, eager to restore the former glory of this land, are working to rebuild its ruined monuments.
They will surely welcome your help in this endeavor.
South of the city once stood a great pyramid,
and in the port itself  a statue of Helios. The locals once worshipped this god, but hard times led to moral decay and stagnation. Now the citys leaders seek to rekindle civic pride by reconstructing the magnificent statue.

And then there is the Order of the Sun
The last remnants of orthodox zealots, among those to blame for this lands downfall. Theyve secluded themselves in a monastery on a rocky island. They look with great hostility upon newly arrived settlers, so dont be surprised if they try to make your life difficult.

Besides that, just days before your arrival,
a group of Normans landed here. Youll surely have the chance to get acquainted with them soon.

The remaining lands lie uninhabited, waiting for their colonizers. Frozen glaciers, dense forests, fertile plains,
and the scorching sands of the desert await their new masters.

To reach distant places more easily, make use of the magical whirlpools, whose oceanic currents will carry you across vast distances in the blink of an eye.

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Youll find one of them east of my island.
Go forth  and make the land your own!

After these words, the old man handed us a detailed map of the continent, so we could navigate its winding shores with ease.

Nothing remains but to settle here for good and begin a new chapter in history.

Post scriptum:
Greetings to the whole team at culturesnation.pl
Special thanks for scripting support to:
Mikulus, Andrew, Stachu, Matrix

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A pack of wolves closely observed the activities of the tribe building itself in the permafrost.
To everyone's surprise, the animals were easily tamed.
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It seems that the ambition of the Vikings who arrived here before us was to become the hegemon of these lands.
Our arrival has thwarted their plans.
We had better stay on our guard.
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It seems that a castle once stood here, and a great battle was fought beneath its walls.
Bring me some mead and supply me with tools,
and Ill share with you what Ive unearthed!
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The statues base is already in place, but many rare materials are still needed to complete it.
Anyone who funds the construction can count on the exceptional gratitude of the citizens!
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Ruins Explorer<font:$local$\fonts\font12.fnt>

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Once, a gigantic pyramid stood here.
During the war, the local rulers plundered the tomb, using its materials to strengthen their fortifications.

Of course, in the end, it did them little good
The foundations of the tomb still seem to radiate ancient energy. Who knows what the pyramid was like in its days of glory?

Perhaps we could try to rebuild it?
It will take great effort, but it just might be possible!
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Our combined efforts have restored
the monumental tomb.
This place is once again filled with ancient magic.

A new tribute is now available!
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The Flame of Helios once again lights up the bay.
Filled with pride, the townsfolk have gifted the statues sponsor their ships loaded with riches.
Additionally, some of the fanatics have completely changed their attitude and offered their service to the founder.

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After some time, our settlements began to take shape,
which did not escape the notice of the Order of the Sun.
They quickly realized that at this pace of development, they would soon lose their military advantage.
Fearing for their own survival, they have sent their forces to attack.
We must face them.
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The Normans barbaric provocations failed to take hold in this new land.
Their brief presence in this realm will soon be forgotten.
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The weakness and excessive trust toward strangers
led to the ultimate downfall of the last native inhabitants of the continent.
Upon the ashes of the old culture, we shall together build a new, better world.
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The end of Order of the Sun
The fanatics overestimated their strength, which led to their ultimate defeat.
Their treasuries now stand open before us.
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