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Rebellion has swept the Territory in the south as Glacia dominates the north. Landen and Blood join forces to spread a message of equality with any method possible while Glacia works to infuse the land with power and the people with their Dark Beliefs. The Rebellion, led by a Council of Eight, is not always in agreement but none can resist the power, and the danger, the movement has generated.
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Author Topic: General History of Nharkava  (Read 9223 times)


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General History of Nharkava
« on: Aug 13, 16, 12:15:33 PM »
Pre-Purge Era

In ancient Nharkava, when the Realms were new, the land was a paradise. Lush forests and flowing rivers attracted Landen and newly-minted Blood alike. The result was a colorful and inclusive melting pot of a culture. Natural mountainous borders made it difficult to mount an army in those days when the Blood were still maturing and honing their Craft, giving the Territory an omnipresent lack of concern for outside attack which would linger until the Eyrien invasion of 990 BP. And with that force’s abrupt departure, even that lesson was swiftly forgotten.

Instead, Nharkava’s focus turned inward, toward the question of resources and the building of prosperity. They established a network of trade routes along the rivers and through the moutains. The particularly enterprising learned how to survive the dangers of the deep jungle. Cities soon sprang up around the flow of business. Queens began gathering the people about themselves to form Districts, and then Provinces. Interestingly, the Province hosting the present capitol established itself last, under Queen Anandi Gadhavi in 15,000 BP. Beating her to it were Queens Kamuda Patel of Sikkim and Madhuri Ganuush of Goa, both around 16,000 BP.

No one Queen was strong enough to unite the Provincial fiefdoms into a true Territory, nor motivated enough by outside concerns to do so. The name “Nharkava” in fact comes from a Dhemlanese scholar traveling through on a study of the culture: when he asked “What land is this?”, he received the Old Tongue reply “Nar Kave.”, meaning “No one’s.”. The term did not see wide use until the Great War, when use of it by the Eyrien army finally made it stick among the natives as “Nharkava”.

Though highly prone to intra-Province conflict on behalf of Queens and Warlord Princes competing for resources, the Blood’s form of worship for Mother Night came to center around the belief that one would only return to the Darkness once perfect understanding of the variety of Her creations had been achieved. So the culture built a tradition of strong extended family ties and a respect for life and the natural order of things. Guests were treated as family.  The Landen worked the land, the Blood cared for them both, and cultural creativity flourished- mostly around religious themes, but also secular works as travelers moved through the land and lent bits of their culture to Nharkava’s own. The greatest influence on Nharkavan life remained at the local level.

The Great War and the Purge

Like most of the Realms, Nharkava was entirely unprepared to wage war against the massive Eyrien war machine. The War being most intense in distant Terreille,news of it spread slowly to its more far-flung reaches. When the invasion of their own Territory came, many were unsure there was an invasion at first, rather than a mass immigration. But no true resistance ever formed, for their erstwhile occupiers retreated within the year to whence they had come. Any opportunity to build a strong, united Territory was lost as its people mourned the dead and the temporary suffering, and got on with life.

As the Purge approached, Nharkava drifted into an era of isolation and complacency. Competition between Provinces and Districts increased as the culture became more inclined to value material goods over community relations. Resources which previously were sufficient to support a population began to be plundered and hoarded for personal profit. Those at the top of Nharkavan society forgot that each caste, even the Landen, had something to contribute to society. Corruption existed at all levels of society and no one seemed to be able to see it.

Their Blood abused the privileges of their position as much as in any other Territory while abandoning the responsibilities which came along with them. Procotol was twisted to make the caste hierarchy ironclad- where once it had been a lesson in safe interaction and the development of wisdom, now Queens and Warlord Princes used it to enforce their rule over the land, taking obedience and luxury as their due. Lesser Blood embraced it for what superiority they could eek out for themselves over the Landen. Traders and guests among Nharkava’s Blood were increasingly turned away as parasites eager to suck away the land’s wealth, or beaten and robbed if they carried desirable goods.

Post-Purge Nharkava

When it came, Witch’s power bit sharp and deep. Nharkava’s Queens and Warlord Princes suffered most in the onslaught, too proud and combative to yield. Only a handful of light-Jeweled Queens were left alive and unbroken, and few were born in the aftermath to replace the missing. A sudden rise in the number of Warlord Princes, however, helped to allay immediate fears and to mask this first sign of general decline.

The Landen took advantage of decreased Blood numbers and influence to push as their social and physical boundaries. Blood blamed this Landen rebelliousness for the loss of the land’s fertility and Landen blamed Blood for not doing one of the only things they were good for. Famine spread and it was not uncommon for those Dark-Jeweled who were born in this time to starve for lack of sufficient food. Frantic Blood scrambled in vain to enforce their rule, fear making them seek out the comforting rut of old patterns of behavior and tradition as a bulwark against further potentially catastrophic changes. Violence and competition increased at all levels.

Finally a Purple-Dusk Queen with enough connections of blood and power rose to unite the struggling Territory enough to implement critical emergency measures of cooperation and rationing. It was the saving of Nharkava’s remaining Blood. But Lahari Rien had about as much success of shoving the Landen back in their neat, pre-Purge box as the daughter who later succeeded her, leaving Mahamari with a host of thorny problems. Faced with agitated Landen, uncooperative Blood and simply no feasible method of reinvigorating the land to pre-Purge levels, it was all the Summer-Sky Queen could do to keep peace limping along and the Territory’s head above water.

Though cultural pride would lead many to vilify her for it later, the Territory’s overshadowing by Glacia was nearly inevitable from there. Glacia had united its whole population under a strong regime and consequently recovered much faster than the Territory still reluctant to admit the old ways were no longer working. For many Blood this influx of strength was initially a welcome one. The land received its due and the power their neighbors offered promised enough potential to subdue a riotous Landen population. Bruised pride didn’t like it, but few truly thought to question the price before the tide turned and a new aristocracy had begun to pillage the new storeroom to the Star of Kaeleer.