(I will not be writing the actual updates yet)
There was once a Nordic man with a dream.
He was a true Nord, straight for Nordland.
He departed from his family, scars of bullets in his hand and knives on his back.
He set sail for the new land, at least to them.
He set sail for Calradia.
His dream was to restore the Old Kingdom of legend.
The Old Kingdom that had once stood up the Swadia, but had fallen.
Silly individuals think that the Union is true, but it is not.
The Old Nords will rise again, musket and axe.
This is the tale of Rignan Uuthbrook, Christian, Disowned, and Savior.
A tale surrounded by bodies of comrades and explosions of gunpowder.
Hello! These are the letters of True Nordic King, Rignan Uuthbrook.
(Please note that the following lore is of my own invention, and not made by our lord and savior Quintillius.)
A long time ago, the Kingdom of the Nords stretched across the coast of Calradia, trading the finest goods any man could wish. They had fierce Huskarls whose skill in siege was unmatched, and a rich heritage to their home. The Great War of 1257 had made a great period of national pride for the Nords, for they had fought off the Swadians, Vaegirs and Khergits with not an inch of ground lost. This golden age was soon to end, though. In the fall of 1354, 3 years before the first Centennial Festival of Nordic Pride, a galleon arrived from the Nordic Homeland. They had mysterious gunpowder and bullets, technology that was a century ahead of its time. They also brought Christianity to the continent of Calradia, based off a prophet in the southern part of Nordland. This ship had brought a quest to the Kingdom of the Nords. Return to Nordland was a must! Throughout the Period of Nordic Pride (1354-137 quests were made to make a galleon as great as that that had arrived in the Kingdom. In 1376, they succeeded and sent it off to Nordland. A kings ransom was paid to every last man. But this is when the Time of Troubles (1378-1400) would begin for the Nords. Some Swadian pirates went on the ship, and in winter of 1377, when they were but a couple of leagues away from Nordland, they staged a huge mutiny, making sure to turn every last person above the rank of officer into a blood eagle. The proceeded to cover the last distance in the great lifeboats, and send the galleon sailing back to the Kingdom. The galleon landed in the Great Western Peninsula in Summer 1378, where the bodies of all officers were discovered to have been desecrated in the manner of the Old Gods. This caused the Time of Troubles, beginning with religious instability. People exclaimed that the blood eagles were a sign to return to the old Nordic gods, because the new Christian ones were unholy! This led to a time of strife, and in 1385 the Agonic Order migrated Southeast, spreading Christianity to the rest of Calradia. In 1390, Swadia launched a huge privateering attack, sending multiple ships into every last river of Nordic land. This resulted in about 200-250 thousand Swadian troops in Nordic soil. The Kingdom was destroyed within five months. Now, the Kingdom was separated into many clans, and the Swadian Reich took the Great Western Peninsula and replaced the great Valley of Dwarves with their temple in dedication of the old Calrad Empire. In 1400, the Time of Troubles ended with the Galleon Pact, where all of the remaining clans unified into the Nordic Union. This news took three years to get to Nordland, where it created pride. The New Nords have come and fallen, but the homeland remained with their advanced technology! It was certainly prideful. Since then, dreams of rebuilding the old Nordic Kingdom have spawned in Nordland.
I am a terrible writer, and I hope that my letters will not cause physical harm to you due to their utter terrible writing.
I also apologize for that crazy, terrible, and nonsensical piece of lore that Quintillius will probably cry himself to sleep of because it disgraced this beautiful mod's backstory so much.
Updates to come soon!
There was once a Nordic man with a dream.
He was a true Nord, straight for Nordland.
He departed from his family, scars of bullets in his hand and knives on his back.
He set sail for the new land, at least to them.
He set sail for Calradia.
His dream was to restore the Old Kingdom of legend.
The Old Kingdom that had once stood up the Swadia, but had fallen.
Silly individuals think that the Union is true, but it is not.
The Old Nords will rise again, musket and axe.
This is the tale of Rignan Uuthbrook, Christian, Disowned, and Savior.
A tale surrounded by bodies of comrades and explosions of gunpowder.
Hello! These are the letters of True Nordic King, Rignan Uuthbrook.
(Please note that the following lore is of my own invention, and not made by our lord and savior Quintillius.)
A long time ago, the Kingdom of the Nords stretched across the coast of Calradia, trading the finest goods any man could wish. They had fierce Huskarls whose skill in siege was unmatched, and a rich heritage to their home. The Great War of 1257 had made a great period of national pride for the Nords, for they had fought off the Swadians, Vaegirs and Khergits with not an inch of ground lost. This golden age was soon to end, though. In the fall of 1354, 3 years before the first Centennial Festival of Nordic Pride, a galleon arrived from the Nordic Homeland. They had mysterious gunpowder and bullets, technology that was a century ahead of its time. They also brought Christianity to the continent of Calradia, based off a prophet in the southern part of Nordland. This ship had brought a quest to the Kingdom of the Nords. Return to Nordland was a must! Throughout the Period of Nordic Pride (1354-137 quests were made to make a galleon as great as that that had arrived in the Kingdom. In 1376, they succeeded and sent it off to Nordland. A kings ransom was paid to every last man. But this is when the Time of Troubles (1378-1400) would begin for the Nords. Some Swadian pirates went on the ship, and in winter of 1377, when they were but a couple of leagues away from Nordland, they staged a huge mutiny, making sure to turn every last person above the rank of officer into a blood eagle. The proceeded to cover the last distance in the great lifeboats, and send the galleon sailing back to the Kingdom. The galleon landed in the Great Western Peninsula in Summer 1378, where the bodies of all officers were discovered to have been desecrated in the manner of the Old Gods. This caused the Time of Troubles, beginning with religious instability. People exclaimed that the blood eagles were a sign to return to the old Nordic gods, because the new Christian ones were unholy! This led to a time of strife, and in 1385 the Agonic Order migrated Southeast, spreading Christianity to the rest of Calradia. In 1390, Swadia launched a huge privateering attack, sending multiple ships into every last river of Nordic land. This resulted in about 200-250 thousand Swadian troops in Nordic soil. The Kingdom was destroyed within five months. Now, the Kingdom was separated into many clans, and the Swadian Reich took the Great Western Peninsula and replaced the great Valley of Dwarves with their temple in dedication of the old Calrad Empire. In 1400, the Time of Troubles ended with the Galleon Pact, where all of the remaining clans unified into the Nordic Union. This news took three years to get to Nordland, where it created pride. The New Nords have come and fallen, but the homeland remained with their advanced technology! It was certainly prideful. Since then, dreams of rebuilding the old Nordic Kingdom have spawned in Nordland.
I am a terrible writer, and I hope that my letters will not cause physical harm to you due to their utter terrible writing.
I also apologize for that crazy, terrible, and nonsensical piece of lore that Quintillius will probably cry himself to sleep of because it disgraced this beautiful mod's backstory so much.
Updates to come soon!