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Organistions of Alteia - The Order of the last Hope

"Hope? It is the one that dies last...
when non of us can stand.
But no one has ever achived that."

In its darkest hour, their is always hope.
Even if just a glimmer, a teeny-tiny little spark, it is always present, to change the tighe of battle or fate itself.

During such moments, their where always great people - some may call them 'heroes' - to inspire others, to spark their hope into bright flames, so that evil would be held at bay.
But over the years- centuries even, evil grew, festering out of dark corners, spreading its ways everywhere...
During the black war, many 'heroes' rose to challenge the great evil - the 'benefactor' as 'they' called him.
But their might was to grand, their influnce to vast.
Hope, it dwindelled... slowly.

It was this moment, when a group of ordenary people, farmers and peasents, stood their ground. Their defience seemed fruitless, but it sparked new hope among many... thousands even.

The Order of the last Hope.
A white spark on dark fabric, wielding great swords, always at vanguard.
Rather careless, they always charge head first into battle, challenge foes to grand for their own good. If their end ignites the sparks of others, their deed is fufilled.

Often called 'true Paladins', they see themself just as simple people.
People that dare to challenge evil, like that ordenary folk once did.

If hope prevails, anything is possible.

For anyone.

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10 days ago

Organistions of Alteia - The Knights of the Red Antler

"Tegul Didžioji Motina mane veda tiek kasdien, tiek mūšyje."

The ways of great mother Wijn are as old as Alteia itself, because what is a daughter without her mother.
Arox, the vile titan, is a cruel father and an even more evil husband. After their daughters creation, he seperated the great mother from her, to mold his daughter in his ways.
Betrayed and enraged she snuck by her daughter ones in a while, planting her seeds among her: life.
The way to creat her own path.
To defy him, bring him to his knees.
To exhaust him, so she can end him.
For the great mother is a vengeful one.
A cruel one, like the spirit of nature always has been.

It is this creed what the last 'heretics', the children of the great mother still hold high.
It is not just the wooddwelling highborn or the greenskins in the south of myrwood, it is the tribes of the Osomi, the forgotten 'grads' in the mountains and the mighty Electorate of Sakele that hold strong to the mothers teachings.

But the transgressions of their old lands during the black war by both the Empire and the newly formed 'Confederacy of Kavkarov' and the most recent 'colonization' by the insultious 'State of Fehrmann' broke the fragile peace in the north-eastern region.

In her name, to unify the last children, the Knights of the Red Antler rose to defend their home and drive its invaders out.
Embodiments of her wrath, fury and indominal spirit, they lead raids against frontier settlements and strongholds... taking captives.
For the mother is cruel and her faith demands a price.
And the oaks of the north-eastern fringes grow suspiciosly big, strong and with many arms... from where many feet may dangle down.

But the mother is also a fair women:
Her own are spaired. Faithful and females alike.
Children are not harmed... the old get a choice.
But men?
Especially the ones taking up arms?
...

The trees are strong.

Despite their violations.

The mother demands blood.

Her reddend antlers will joyfully spill it.

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#alteiaworld #worldbuilding #fantasy #organisations #manequin by @_katzensuppe_

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12 days ago

Organistions of Alteia - The Knights of the Eclipse

"Two sides of the same coin, always conected. Non works without the other."

Day and Night. Sun and Moon. Life and Death.
Two sides of the same coin. Non can function with out the other or the universial balance might shift and chaos would reign.
As opposite as both are, they create order in the world, a fundamental rule to make life possible. An end to a beginning and vice versa.

It is a shame that most beings have forgotten this common rule, never was the devide be greater then now, especially after the Black War:
Solarites and Lunorites, against each other.
Religious turmoil at the streets of the midlands everywhere, both temples accuse each other of treason and heresy...
The 'cult' of 'him' may be shattered, but they truely won the war.

The schism is about to happen.

So the time couldn't be more right for the Knights of the Eclipse to go forth and act in favor of all, to mend the wounds and remind everyone of the truth that is almost forgotten:

They are lovers.
Lunos and Solaris are a couple.
Opposites atract each other but in their case it could literally cause their demice.
He, herald of the endless void.
She, daughter of the stars, bringer of light.
A tragic love, yet one that couldn't be stronger.

Only during an absulte alignment, a total eclipse, they are able to embrace each other.
When they are equal... at their most vulnerable state.

That is why the knights, heralds of their true love, have sworn to guard and serve both.
The order may be small, having chapters only in a handful of greater cities but their quest and influnce is absolute... for now.

Day after day their influnce on both temple gets thinner, the gap grows wider...

The great schism can't be avoided.

It is apone the order to determin its impact on Alteia.

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20 days ago

Organistions of Alteia - The Deathknights of Fehrmann

"Was tot ist soll tot bleiben, Fehrmanns Wille ist absolut."

All those loop holes...
"Oh no, the child is born still, great Lunos, I beg you to show some mercy!"
"Wisps will guide you back if your soul is lost"
"Your great deed is not yet done, I can't take you in now"
"It would be a shame to cut them from each other just now... we can wait a little longer"

What is dead, stays dead.
The Iron Rule, the unbreakable line.
It is what let the stern grim reaper Fehrmann brake ties with his former master Lunos.
He can do better, in fact: he does.

Many of Lunos 'miracles' opened a deep devide among his followers. Their god, bending the Iron Rule - death - in favour of his most beloved. Straying away from his duty.
They say, he became what he ones thought to fight: Necromanics.

They call themself 'Death Knights', an order of knights in the service of the Cult of Fehrmann.
Born in the ruins brought by the end of the Black War, its fellowship grew, to a point where the authorities couldn't supress them any longer.
Nowdays, they are nummerous, in the norther-eastern parts of the midlands they even outnumber the Lunorites.

Unlike other orders, the Death Knights of Fehrmann do not operate in chapters around the old realms, infact they are ruling their own realm in the north-east of Geronia:
the Order State of Fehrmann.

Stuck in a cruel war against the so-called 'heretics' of the 'Great Mother' and the 'Everfrost', their harsh state is nothing more then a dogmatic autocracy, hold together by maniac-hunts against Necromancers or other 'unworthy arcanists' or the 'dreaded Moonborn', one of the many heresies of Lunos.

Death Knights are often overly proud and tend to arogancy among others, yet they are devouted vanguardists and loyal to a groups noble cause.

In a world of broken faiths, a stern view of a young newcomer might change the world...

For better or for worse.

Time will tell.

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a month ago

Organistions of Alteia - The Knights of Lunos

"Mögen die Sterne des Träumers meine Klinge leiten, auf das ich der Finsternis trotze!"

No day comes without it's night.
No toil without rest.
Every idea was one a dream.
And at the end, on the great stage of life, your play will eventually be over.
But the end is not the final goodbye.
It is merely just the beginning.
The cycle of life and death, day and night.
The way of Lunos, god of the night, watcher of the dead, friend in the void, the eternal dreamer.

His monasteries, temples and grave yard (called 'eternal gardens') are found anywhere in the old realms of the old continent of Alteia.
Yet it is the northern areas of the midlands, the myrwood, and parts of Norn where its faith is the strongest.
Yet among the old realms, non other then the Empire of Geronia holds the most faithful, while still having an equal portion of Solarite worshippers among its denizens.
Holding a brittle peace among two oposing sides.

Geronians and Nornish people among its most nummerous faithful and it is them who enlist in masses for its great order:
the Knights of Lunos.

The executive arm of the Lunorites, the order holds order among its faithful, while dispatching knightly brothers into dark and twisted regions to cleanse them from an old evil... the black war may be over, but its roots are sprouting again.
Necromantic cults form in bulks.
All of them are plenty, numerous.
They are truely evil.

But the lunorite faith is crumbling, its foundation broken. The Solarites and their greed distroyed what was left of the old peace, opening a rift between them and many others.
But the true fall is yet about to come...
The cult of Fehrmann is rising.
Fehrmann, the right hand of Lunos, the first soul reaper.
He denounced his old master, proclaiming his own godhood and challengencing Lunos rule over the night and death, the eternal void.

Dark times...

But Lunos endures.
The old flash among the stars always did.
He even slew a tyrant god once.

He suerly can do it again.

If needed.

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a month ago

Organistions of Alteia - The Knights of Solaris

"Voluntate Solaris, lux eius te dirigat."

She is always watching, even when the sun does not shine.
Solaris, daughter of Luminos, the great sun.
Solaris, the star child, watching over her sister Alteia, shielding her from her fathers wrath, the malevolent Arox, the gaseous giant that holds his daughter in his gravitational grip.

Solaris, the bringer of light and giver of life.
Farmers pray to her for good harvests, fisher for a great catch, matrons for healthy children and lovers for a long marrige life.

She is as kind as she is beautiful, as soft as forgiving.
But don't let this fool you into believing she does not know vengeful ways, let alone no wrath... for her anger will unleash a furrious end to her foes.

That its what her sworn Knights are, an order of guiding helpers that tend to the weak and sick, protecting the ones in need, while pointing their holy blades at any foes that dares to cross their paths.
Being the executive arm for the great temple of solaris in the midlands, they have forts and office all over the old kingdoms.
They are strong... and yet also blinded by their might.

Their victory during the black war, lead through the hands of the great Saint Justiné and her fellowship, the clensing of dark influnces in the north and the rebuilding of old instutions made them rich, powerful and glorious... put the old hirachy wanted more.

The recent war in the south, the third 'sun war' and its (re)establishment of the 'sun-realms' carved a deep devide into the order and its allies. Many members split away. Their 'brother faiths' such as the temple of Lunos and its orders froze their relations with them.
And the south?
The Barrians welcome the new 'buffer zone' and many smaller solarite realms took their chances to grow in that chaos...
But the followers of the sand father?
They are furious. Their peace: disturbed.
The old pacts during the black war: VIOLATED.

The old order, the one that was so dearly up held, that was almost broken during the black war...

It is no more.

The only truth, lies in the sun.

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a month ago

Organisations of Alteia - The Court of the true King

"From the earthly dephs, we shall rise again."

'With his last cackle, the lich king of Myrwin cursed the land, transforming it into the twisted, dark forest it is now.
The sword to his rotten chest, strucking his crystaline heart ended him, but for what price?'

Ended. Him?
Fools. All of them.

The great monarch did not die.
The 'crystaline heart'? Just a decoy.
The true one still hidden somewhere in bowls of the earth.
The kingdom fell that day, yes... but its ruling court went into hiding.
Way down they went, into the underdark, through the old basements and sewers, crypts and forgotten hallways deep below the old capital. Hibernating. Rebuilding.
Waiting...

The art of healing is a farce, a mockery of what is truely possible...
Various spells of different origin cluttered together, barely working in harmony, only scratching the surcface of what is possible.
Though it is so much more effective streching, bending and even braking the possebilities.
To go beyound the limits.

...walking the way of the Necromanic.

His knowledge is endless, his libaries vast, his offerings far to tempting.
The thought of necromancers being sick and twisted isn't true... well, mostly...
Many scholars, barbers, physicians and even desperate clerics followed his whispers, his promisses, pledging their oaths to him.
Along with fallen mages, old nobility and the simple power hungry deludes, they form his court, plotting and sheming in the dark, to plan his return when he is ready to take his throne back.
And more.

Some of his recent followers drew some attention, a bit to much.
The traitorous clans, those backstabbers got far to nosy...
swore alligends to those northern barbarians...
amassing cutthroats, sellswords and 'adventurers' at our gates...

But do not remorse, instead rejoice.

For he is always prepaired.

The age of the Witch Kings of old is apone us.

Be ready.

His majesty is.

For he is delighted.

Created with @heroforgeminis
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3 months ago

Organisations of Alteia - The Order of Shieldbearers

"No soul is without taint but every true life is sacred, to take it, is the greatest sin one can commit. By my shield, great Waldemar, I swear thy oath to protect life, regardless of its deeds, to harm no one, to put the evil in chains and safeguard the ones trying to uphold order, no matter the cost."

Shieldbearers, the ultimate bulwark of defense. Clad in steele plates and armed with two shields, it is not their intent to harm but to keep harm away.
Born in the age of the first knights in the war against the dark Myrwii, this order sees their greatest strenght not in the offensive... but in a stalwart defensive.

Not anyone could afford a set of armor or even lucky charms and trinkets to protect from myrwii magic, so a band of men from the kingdom of Eschen, under them Waldemar "from the Oakwoods" - a former lumberjack and friend of Rosé - deceided to not take up arms, instead taking up shields... covering archers under fire, securing retreating men, caring the sick and wounded...
not out of honor.
Out of compassion.

As Waldemar said, 'a cut down tree can provide many things, it even makes room for new life to grow... but a persons life taken? There is no benefit in there... only pain and sorrow.'

Today their sides are rare.
The ways to defend against the arcane are common use now, their is no use for a shieldbearer anymore.
The last ones are few and far inbetween.
Still, Waldemars decendence are upholding their ancestor.
The geronian house of Eichwald, the last Shieldbearers.

If you ever find your way alongside one of theses last kin, be kind.
Their shields are still strong and having them behind your back is worth more then gold.

And if the need truely arises...
Their fists can pack quite a punch.

Just because evil deserves the same chances in life to do better like everyone else, doesn't mean they are safe from a propper 'punch in their nogging'.

And shieldbearers are quite the brawlers.

Created with @heroforgeminis
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3 months ago

Organisations of Alteia - The Fellowship of Rosé

"Your heart and compasion offered to the ones in need, your sword and shield in protection of the weak!"

Rosé de la Pic, the first knight.
The embodiment of chivalry, the most pure hearted man, a hero in shining armor, a paragon of virture...
...he was just a boy.

A young marzoni boy, from the most northern tip of the marzoni populated peninsula.
De la Pic = "from the peak/point"

He was no noble, just a smithing apreantice that got pressed into war to fend of against the great threat of the dark Myrwii, marching under the banners of the old kingdom of Lothmere, 'the horsemens realm'.

He suprisingly excelled with riding and fighting with a lance came natural to him, claiming his rank under his fellow 'ridmanne', the riders.
What made him truely stand out was his 'selfmade' set of plate armor, unusual for the time and got him the mocking name of 'the bucket'... until the first spells bounced off his angular armor, deflecting every spell, letting the myrwii maniacs flew in terror before him.

What was made out of caution, became the turning point in a war of survival.
Soon many followed him suit, even under his banner, under new hope, under new chivalry.

The band of Rosé, the first knights.
On their noble quest to end evil and help the ones in need. A simple smith that wanted to end suffering, now a noble knight, fighting for his ideals.

His death at old age was not the end.
His deeds even after the war not forgotten, they gave rise to an order in his name:
The Fellowship.

Their Questknights, men of every rank and name, forsake everything they own to help the needy, risk their lives for no reward, so as Rosé did.

The fight evil and protect the ones in need.

Humilty and Compassion.

The shield against a tide of war.

More then ever.

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3 months ago

Nations of Alteia - The Folk of Hybrids

"Stay low, let them come... and strike if they least expect it!"

They said, that the great lichking, last ruler of the old realm of 'Greater Myrwin' cursed the land with his last cackle. That his malicious words brought by terrifying monsters, fusing animals with humanoids.
His words of ruin plunged the Myrwood into darkness and gave birth to the bane that the 'civilized' call: Animalica.

That are the words of the scholar Gunnar Alvisson, a controversal figure in alteian scholaric literature and his on-going debattes and degradations with an even so controversal medicus of the name of Conrad Tannhuser are often missleading, yet a mixture of both show a clear view of the truth, the balanced middle, the inbetween.

The Myrwood was cursed.
But the animalica where present before.
It wasn't Myrwin who made them.
Everyone did it, to win a war everyone feared loosing.
They weren't made... they where forced into this world.
The poor and desperate, expiremented on by malicious mages and abhorrend alchimists.
And when the war was over, the damage was done, victims framed as monsters and cast out.

Some gave in and became what they where labeled, forever changed by arcane madness, lost in darkness and drivin mad by their existence.

The most however, they endured.
They still do. In slums around cities, among freefolk or traveling nomads, as their own societies deep in the Myrwood, as venerated berserkers in the north. Some even cling to their old roles in duty of the 'civilized' realms.

Lycans, Vulpins, Felinids, Spiderfolk and what not was made in the labs of madness.
They call themself 'Tyma', the 'animal-men'.
Scholars call them 'hybrids' snd classify them into countless categories... the uneducaded call them 'animalica'... 'malicious animal'.

What they are at the end, does not matter.
We made them... and they are here to stay.

And they won't go down without a fight.

We made them that way.

*depiction of a Lycan (or Werewolf) from a Myrwii clan turning into their beast-form during battle*

Created with @heroforgeminis
#alteiaworld #worldbuilding #fantasy #nation #manequin by @_katzensuppe_

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3 months ago

Nations of Alteia - The Wandering Folk of the Laoato

*curious head tilt*

Lurking in the outskirts of towns, in makeshift camps close by settlements or in trails of wagons across Alteia.
The Laoato are a mysterious tribe, hailing from the far east of the world, even further then the easterlings (or Kavkarovi), from a place that they once called home.
Displaced by a hegemony of bureaucrats and their armies of pottery-man, they fled west, finding shelter in a strange world.

Their colorful and lavish clothing attract views and their masked carved from wood or modeled with clay draw suspicion.
Their silents and empty stares strike fear among many people.

"They take children!
They steal food!
Are they even humans!?"
Wrongful accusations, after all their true nature shows a far different group of people.
A kind and friendly folk, one that avoids conflict and rather trades then steals.
They are humans, but their culture and apearance seems so alien to many midlanders, that they are seen as nuisance, a liability, some thing that has to leave... or else...
So, the Laoato are always on the move, from one place to another, not staying for long.

Yet, they found a place in the old woods of Myrwin, staying over the winter, leaving for summer. Despite the cold, the woods protect while the local Myrwii are a friendly towards them... depending on the clan they meet.

These wanderers are a folk of traders, artisans, artist and muscians, the latter are both their most defying traits.
Fine and colorful clothing, delicate and thoughtful carvings, abstract clay sculptures.
The Laoato are masterful craftsmen, a very welcoming trait to the Myrwii, which often trade or exchange their artistic goods, like fine dys or delicate jewlery with them.

But the woods are shrinking, the old realms around the Myrwood turn greedier every year and the Myrwii slowly run out of space to offer...

Time will tell how this odd folk will hold and endure.

*silent stare* ... *head tilt*

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Nations of Alteia - The Enclave of Kobolds

"Very nice of you to visit... but... when are you leaving again?"

Kobolds are the smallest and least expansionistic of all the imps. While literally everywhere on Alteia, being presived as unknown house guests, living in corners of the attic, inside walls or even under floorboards, filling the role of either a friendly house ghost, leaving boons or helping where they can... or just being lazy freeloaders, no other place then the Myrwood led to the formation of their very own enclave.

Naturally drawn to the arcane and very good at hiding, they founded a community, their very own small settlement, somewhere in the cursed wood, at a hilly spot that is rather peaceful: Knodling.

Not very secretive, yet hard to find, this settlement is as odd as its denizens.
Houses in neat and narrow rows circle from its outer pallisade to the inner marketplace and its townhall. 'Lawns' at every front, gardens in every backyard. Kobolds preffer order above adventure, seen in their townsguard, the so-called 'Bobbies', neatly dressed guardsmen patrolling their 'neighbourhoods'.

Kobolds value their peace and if a 'nuisance' can't be bribed with money or magic, they can rally into a fierce mob to drive out even the biggest invader.
Just being as high as to a average humans knee doesn't mean a swirl of smal pitchforks can't leave nasty scars... or poke an eye out.

If you ever stumble onto this small place, just make a quick leave... unless you intend to stay longer, to make 'an arcane aquisition'.
Then, my dear traveller, be prepaired.

Bring biscuits and be patient.

The 'afternoon' tea does take a while.

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