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[Lord_lemonpie]

The world is a big place, filled with dark forests, dangerous creatures, foreign peoples and invaluable riches. It is so incredibly big, that no man is said to have traveled from the western shores to the uninhabited lands of the east, of this continent alone. But as of now, none of this matters. Yet. You are [], the Grand Jarl(ess) of the Chamdhi of Nivula, the Tribe of the Northern Tops. And this is all you currently, for certain, know exists.

Not that you're incredibly well traveled, even though you've seen more than your average peasant. You spent your younger years in the town of Kildhula, an average town of the north, with about a thousand inhabitants, wooden shacks and a pointy pallisade to keep the Khami raiders from sacking the town. You were the kid of a minor count in the north, owning Kildhula, it's surroundings and some other territories west of Trondheim. From the day you turned 6, you started practicing the art of axe-combat, soon mastering it. At the age of twelve your father perished while hunting for boars (with his bare hands, the fool that he was), leaving his small county to you. At the age of 16, you owned all Chamdhi territory above the city of Kildhula, as well as the city of Trondheim and it's surroundings, mostly through wars for subjugation. At the age of 20, your victorious troops carried you through the breached walls of the city of Nilvestra, taking the city and all it's holdings for yourself. And while the celebrations and sackings continued, you already planned your conquest of Nil- and Sudaradh, succeeding merely three years later, after being welcomed inside the walls by the deserters that consider you a hero of the Chamdhi people. With this newly aqcuired territory, you finally gained enough men under your command to call yourself a Grand Jarl, and your territories a true Chamdhi. But who, you wonder, who are you again?

Name:?
Dynasty:?
Gender:?
Age:23
Talents:
Axe-combat
Military Tactics
Inspiring morale


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[Lord_lemonpie]

Grand Jarl Ulric's court:

Ulric "the Wolfslayer" av Laade, Grand Jarl of the Chamdhi of Nivula, Duke of the Lands of Aradh and the Grand City of Nilvestra, Count of Kildhula and lands of the North, Trondheim, and Kilvidhi, Jarl of Nilkuredhol [PC]

Urhilda av Laade - Kilvidhi, Jarl Spouse of the Chamdhi of Nivula, Countess of Kilvidhi

Ludhar the Advisor

Tarren the Harpist

Many insignificant figures, such as maids, cooks and servants, but also lower nobles and their relatives.

[TopHat]

PTW.

[Tomcost]

PTW too

[Urist Reborn]

Name: Tullia "Iron Axe" Lundel
Dynasty: Lundel
Gender: Female

I'm not sure if you want us to supplement your backstory at all, or if these three facts were all you wanted.

[Ghazkull]

Name: Grand Jarl Ulric
Dynasty: av Laade
Gender: male
Age:23
Talents:
Axe-combat
Military Tactics
Inspiring morale

[Atian the Elephantman God]

Name: Krag "The Mystic The Legend" Dwar
Dynasty: Myaxe
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Talents:
Axe-combat
Military Tactics
Inspiring Moral

[Yourmaster]

Name: Grand Jarl Ulric
Dynasty: av Laade
Gender: male
Age:23
Talents:
Axe-combat
Military Tactics
Inspiring morale

+1

[Lord_lemonpie]

Name: Grand Jarl Ulric
Dynasty: av Laade
Gender: male
Age:23
Talents:
Axe-combat
Military Tactics
Inspiring morale

+1

That's right, you're Grand Jarl Ulric from the dynasty av Laade, the last surviving member of your dynasty and currently still unwed. You look to your left, and see a fresh pile of documents placed on the nightstand next to your lavishly large bed. Paperwork was something you always hated. Reading and writing in general; it was something for weaklings and women, and you were not known to be one. You soon call your clerk to read the documents aloud for you, and potentially write up a reply if necessary.

The pile starts with your monthly report of the nation, estimates of you civilians, and how much of them are able bodied (wo)men, your personal wealth and titles, as well as the resources you possess. The current list is as follows.

Population: 11.000
Manpower: 4.000
Wealth: 200
Titles: Chamdhi of Nivula (titular), Lands of Aradh, County of Kildhula and lands of the North, County of Trondheim, Grand City of Nilvestra
Resources:
Food (average)
Wood (plentiful)
Bronze (low)

The second letter is ought to report the happenings of your dynasty and vassals, yet your advisor has left it empty as a painful reminder for you to finally get a wife, and ensure the continued existence of  your dynasty (and his position with it, of course). Instead, there's a bunch of love letters from some peasant girls and kitchen maids, most of them claiming to be the descendants of an old and forgotten dynasty, yet you know this to be nonesense.

Lastly, a report of all interesting happenings within and outside of the borders of your Chamdhi. Only three notable events are on the list.

>Rumours of a possible Kathi raid on the easternmost Lands of Aradh circulate and frighten the peasants.
>A great, black wolf has been spotted in the northern lands, ravaging the precious herds of sheep and goats herded there.
>The late Count Arnulf of Kilvidhi has passed onto the gods, leaving his possesions and holdings to his 16 year old daughter, Countess Brunhilda of Kilvidhi.

[Yourmaster]

Put more troops near where a raid was claimed, but don't attack.
Offer a reward to the killer of the wolf.
Begin courting wealthy countess

[Ghazkull]

The above plus:
learn goddamn math and reading. Only an idiot is dependant for such things on others.
Go hunting for the wolf yourself. Need to make a better name plus big black wolf cloak looks nice.
Check in whether the Chamdhi Kuredh has any daughters of age we could marry.
Consider the Diplomatic Situation with our Southern Neighbours.

Consider the current Trade Situation in our country.
Consider the Threat from the Huge ass Blobs of Khami and Chamdhi.

[Lord_lemonpie]

Consider the Threat from the Huge ass Blobs of Khami and Chamdhi.

Those huge blobs of Khami and Chamdhi are (probably) separated in other nation states, they are just currently out of our sphere of influence. Once we start to grow bigger, or send scouting missions we will discover their exact contents.

[Leonardo8]

learn goddamn math and reading. Only an idiot is dependant for such things on others.
Go hunting for the wolf yourself. Need to make a better name plus big black wolf cloak looks nice.
Check in whether the Chamdhi Kuredh has any daughters of age we could marry.
Consider the Diplomatic Situation with our Southern Neighbours.

Consider the current Trade Situation in our country.
Consider the Threat from the Huge ass Blobs of Khami and Chamdhi.

+1 but met your advisor to dicuss the last three matter. Better to have a good idea on who is addvising us.

[Yourmaster]

Can we not waste time and put ourselves in danger to kill one wolf?

[Ardent Debater]

Can we not waste time and put ourselves in danger to kill one wolf?

Nay, to bring Allies would be cowardly! Infact, to prove that we are superior to our Father, We shouldn't bring Weapons or Armor! If the Gods are with us, we shall succeed and tales of our Might shall spread across the World, if if we Fail, then the Gods were against us and we had no hope to begin with!