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[Iituem]

Fixed!

Now Mint is included twice in the building list.

Fixed Again! 

I see that there is a Hungry trait, and I see that you are open for suggestions: Would a 'Slow Metabolism' Trait be a possible thing or no?
Mayhaps a 'Cyclops' trait as well?

Hrm.  Certainly accepting suggestions.  Slow Metabolism would reduce food intake...  I'd say -2 points for a 5% reduction in food requirement (doesn't seem like much, but it would stack heavily over the course of the game).

Cyclops...  +1 point, but you suffer penalties to ranged attacks due to the lack of binocular perception, on a par with the Frail penalty to melee combat.

[Nirur Torir]

At what point are cavalry and vehicles distinguished, as far as Ponderous concerned?

[Terenos]

I will be applying in. Because of course I will. Damn your eyes Iituem.

[NUKE9.13]

Shrine   £30, £1/turn.  Req: Worship.      -20% Unrest, provides prayer.
Demands tools, timber.  Produces fish as a good.  Religion

I mean, these things don't matter that much, but, uh, I'm guessing that Shrines aren't supposed to moonlight as fishing wharfs.

[Criptfeind]

Haven't you heard about the whole infinite fishes thing?

[Nirur Torir]

Spoiler: Administrative Form (click to show/hide)

Nation Name: Tacamentia

Starting Government Form: Plutocracy

Leader Name: First Councilor Oraxial

Leader Traits: Bloodlines

Leader Biography: Oraxial was sixth in line to the imperial throne, back in the old world. Not particularly skilled at military command or magic, he was granted governorship over eastern borderlands with a long-time ally. When the Cabal of the Broken Fang's otherworldly summoned beings began a surprise assault, he managed to organize his garrison well enough for their fighting retreat to allow the fortress of Trevor's Remorse to prepare. The Cabal, it seems, were violently opposed to the invasions of other planes, and the secret planar-gate being planned.
Oraxial was given a role overseeing the logistics for building a prototype planar-gate. His older brother was slain in another of the cabal's attacks before the gateway could be completed, leaving Oraxial in charge of the battered survivors.

Race Name: Hevarxians

Racial Traits: Fast Breeders, Green Thumb, Barbarous, Ponderous

Race Description: Scaly humanoids, said to have been created by Clalinsi, the earth goddess, to stand as stewards for her forests. Their females lay eggs, and stay fertile even into old age. This gives them a prolific growth rate relative to most sapient species, and their growth rate quickly outstripped their ability to stay in the scant forests of their homelands. To this day, they simply find it uncomfortable to live in large groups, but are too softened by the luxuries of civilization to imagine another way of life. Prolonged contact with larger animals is extremely unsettling, and few Hevs can overcome their instincts enough to even serve as couriers. Despite that, their growth and ability with plants quickly led them to become a dominant force in their old world.

Nation Description: In the short time since The Falling, Oraxial has managed to stay on top, initially through luck and the gratitude of the masses. An agreement was reached with the several guildmasters who came through and still wielded power, and he became First Councilor. The handful of knights who came through would see to the organization of and tilling of new farms, and ensure that the former city-dwellers were integrating well.

The coming years would see the burghers slowly rebuild their guilds, struggling to make-do with what local resources they could find and the loss of generations of skilled labor. The knights would intermarry and generally make themselves out to be important noblemen. Clerics would try to gather the faithful, occasionally wander the farming communities, and hold meetings in one of the hastily made houses that sprung up Coaxintla. There were quiet whispers that generally quiet Clalinsi had yet to respond to their prayers at all, in this new world.

Overall, the Hevs value industry, commerce, order, and freedom. They hope to once again become a major trading power, exploiting the resources of this new world to the fullest and enriching themselves in the process. They have a standing cultural enmity towards slavers and barbarian raiders. The main sentiment is that one of opportunity: After re-establishing themselves here, they can fix what little problems the mages are having, complete their knowledge of planar gate construction, and then be at the heart of a spectacular trading empire.

Name of your capital: Coaxintala

Name of the region surrounding your capital: Teyapanex

[frostgiant]

This looks interesting, I'm going to go dive into the manual then make a nation sheet.

[Iituem]

Shrine   £30, £1/turn.  Req: Worship.      -20% Unrest, provides prayer.
Demands tools, timber.  Produces fish as a good.  Religion

I mean, these things don't matter that much, but, uh, I'm guessing that Shrines aren't supposed to moonlight as fishing wharfs.

Only the shrines to Dagon.  Curse you, copy-paste!

At what point are cavalry and vehicles distinguished, as far as Ponderous concerned?

For the purposes of Ponderous, a living entity that you have to ride.  If you invented motorcycles, you could get away with those just fine.  But your people would have trouble riding, say, an elephant, a summoned mega-mammoth or a giant eagle.  Undead horses are a grey area.  Either way, you cannot simply and easily create units that are effective in the charge phase, which is primarily what cavalry does.

[Nirur Torir]

By that definition, chariots are usable, but that doesn't fit with the charge phase nerf.

[Iituem]

Chariots still need you to raise and tend to the beasts that pull them.  Horseless chariots yes, horsed chariots no.

[Roboson]

Still room for one more?

[Taricus]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Nation Name: Varxsea

Starting Government Form: Autocracy

Leader Name: Autarch Varxsea
-Leader Traits: Mundane (+4 Points), Unique item (1 Point)
-Leader Biography: The mysterious leader of the Varxseans, purported to be a long lived, wise and outright ancient in age. No accurate physical description exists of the autarch due to the shifts in physiology that happen from time to time which range from different builds to outright changes in sex. Currently, the Autarch has a svelte, female figure & piercing blue eyes that are visible beneath the mask. Furthermore, rumour abounds that the Autatch has porcelain skin and black hair (though any caught saying those rumours in earshot of the authorities is summarily tried as a heretic and burned to death in short order). The most striking detail of the autarch is the one that remains constant; the mask. Ancient and weathered; yet still in a near-pristine condition the mask remains eternal no matter the changes to the autarch, and is the very symbol of Varxsea's influence.

Race Name: Varxsean
-Racial Traits: Industrious (2 Points), Intellectual (2 Points), Brave (2 Points), Green Thumb (2 Points), Hungry (+2 Points), Mundane Race (0 Points)
-Race Description: Roughly humanoid, the Varxsean biology underwent rapid changes from their baseline, of which there seems to be little recollection in the shared consciousness. More dexterous, intelligent and determined than their forebears, at the cost of a heightened metabolism, lends the Varxseans great potential.

Nation Description: Caught in the cataclysm, Varxsea (the nation) managed to escape utter ruin by good fortune and the sacrifice of hundreds of mages to maintain the gate. While only a small percentage of it's population got through, Varxsea themselves was able to join the myriad of refugees, bolstering morale among the population that made it through.

Distinctive from just about every other civilisation in the area, the Varxsean culture is unlike any of their neighbours or indeed any of the others. Effectively an absolutist monarchy, with the autarch on top and everyone below in social standing, the Autarch holds absolute power over Varxsea and what would constitute a social elite consists of government officials directly subservient to the autarch, and the people subservient to both.

Every Varxsean wears a mask out in public, beautifully hand crafted and adorned with what others would consist of priceless jewels on even the lowliest of masks, the masks serve to conceal the entire face of the wearer and generally a Varxsean's most prized possession to the point that 'work' masks exist, unadorned and simple masks suitable for heavy labour conditions, and that trying to remove one in public is punishable by death on the spot. The adoption of the masks in Varxsean culture has never been explained, though the sheer uniformity it imposes despite the wide variety in the mask designs may be key to the issue.

Varxsea has only one religion, others being drowned out by it's permeation throughout it's society: The Autarchal cult. Preaching that the autarch is a god, and the only god at that, the followers of the Autarchal cult tend to refute the claims of other religions violently. This ensures a level of devotion and loyalty to the Autarch that many foreign rulers would be envious. However, this devotion tends to maintain a baseline of aggression to outsiders and hinders trade significantly.

Name of your capital: Zandaria

Name of the region surrounding your capital: Nova Claretia

[Iituem]

Still room for one more?

I won't pick for a couple of days, the only limit is that I will pick seven from all the applications.

[Jilladilla]

Those traits are about what I'd guesstimate that they'd do/be worth. Alright, I think I have a sheet, would've posted sooner but passed out in the middle of it, it seems ok, but their may be a derp in here somewhere...:

Spoiler: THE SHEET! (click to show/hide)

-Nation Name: Agartha
-Starting Government: Magocracy
-Leadername: Twothought
-Leader Traits: Power Sources: Sorcerer (-1), Bloodline (-2)

-Leader Bio: A young 'Oracle' definitely, Twothought spent his life as many an initiate in the cavernous realm of Agartha, gathering knowledge from the stone, and the ancient sacred carvings; although Twothought also explored other magics than the norm... Magics that would save the Pale Ones as a species... For when the Cataclysm hit, the world was swept by storm. His Portal Magic, first set up as a last resort method, turned out to be what eventually saved his species. Standing at an impressive for most races 4 meters, he is short for an Oracle, although that is due to Age; alas, he is the most veteran Earth Reader among those few who made it, and the Title was thrust upon him, even if it is mostly honorary.

-Race Name: Pale Ones
-Racial Traits: Intellectual (-2), Ponderous (+2), Amphibian (-2), Doomed (+2), Slow Metabolism (-2), Red-Thumb (+1), Cyclops (+1)

-Race Description: Pale Ones are large, pale skinned, cyclopsean humanoids, sporting a set of external gills. While with size comes strength, Pale Ones typically aren't that much stronger than the average human, and while they are more durable, it turns out that fast reflexes to mitigate damage is a rather important thing in combat, and their slow metabolism has slowed down their reflexes to such a point. As such, they aren't that much harder to take down than a human provided you know what you are doing.
Now, that said, Pale Ones never stop growing, however; none of the Pale Ones who made it through are anywhere near old enough to achieve said Ancient Stature.. Other than Twothought, that is. Pale Ones have a very notable metabolism; that is, they can go great lengths of time without food, even surviving for years without any while in a state of hibernation!.. At least, they used to, it seems that the ability was somewhat magical, as the new world has greatly interfered with it and left it in a much diminished state.

-Nation Description: Agartha used to be located in the bowels of the Earth. From this secluded location, the Pale Ones had a relatively easy life away from war, and their metabolism made hunger a non-issue for the most part; allowing them to develop a society based around gleaning the secrets out of the earth. Those who pursued this path became known as 'Earth Readers', with those who've attained sufficient skill and age being referred to as 'Oracles', and truly their magical might was great, being able to listen to the earth itself, they say. A small select group of the most capable Oracles led the Pale Ones from their Council.
When the Cataclysm reached the caves, the society was confident that they'd be able to push back the 'surface invaders' and as such, only really explored Twothought's escape portal as a 'just in case' measure. And for a time, they held, utilizing the natural defenses of being underground with their darkvision to great effect. But then, they Cataclysm pushed hard, having more or less finished off the surface world, and the lines faltered.
The Cavern Guard managed an excellent fighting retreat, buying time for resources to be redirected to Twothought, to finish the portal and finish it now... It seemed that it was finished in time to evacuate a significant number of Pale Ones, for already 10,000 of them managed to cross over, and the defensive line was still holding!
But then, Tragedy struck, an Ancient Seal, long holding back Unfathomable Evil; has been weakening all this time... And chose this exact moment to burst. This almost certainly killed off everyone still on the other side of the portal, for the brief second its Malevolent Power poured through the portal before it overloaded and cut off was sufficient to cull half the number of the refugees..
And now the survivors look towards Twothought, the Last Oracle for guidance... But will Twothought lead them to greatness? Or is he only prolonging the inevitable in this surface lit landscape? It is only now that he realizes that they are used to working in caves and harvesting mushrooms, not forests and fruit... And that the carvings of ancient knowledge were due to transferred over next...

-Name of Capital: Sunstone
-Name of the Region: Sunlit Lands

[Taricus]

Hey Iituem, what would be the point cost of a leader starting with an artefact? Got a bit of an idea but it's fairly reliant on that being a lynchpin.