Tarrakhash
Padawan Predator
- Joined
- Oct 17, 2019
- Location
- USA
((Most of the intro is Casual's world building info))
A thousand years ago, Midvadir ("World Central Sultanate") was the most powerful nation on the continent of Orngath of the planet Emada. At noon each day, the planet's twin suns would cast no shadow on its capital, Madieca ("Ever Bright City"), and representatives of tributary nations from all four corners of the world would gather to trade in its thriving riverside markets, study at its prestigious universities, and then seek an audience with the Sultan Supreme, who Vadirians claimed to have a direct line of communication with their Allfather, giving him great clairvoyance- but only through fathers, for reasons unknown. Whenever a Sultan died and the new male Sultan came to power, daughters of all nations would travel across the world to in turn offer their bodies as tribute for political gain, love, or simply to experience the Sultan's visions by way of his cock, and the Sultan could marry as many as ten of them at once.
The days when Midvadir commanded the world stage are long gone. Under the brutal tyranny of Yusef's great-grandfather, Sultan Ulerinj II, the administration of the sprawling state began to decline, the navy that once charted the entire world fell into disrepair, the fearsome Iron Guard rusted, and magic and the Sultan's visions began to fade throughout the kingdom. In the meantime, the Ananki Confederation and the Caledorian Empire quickly filled the void. Now the Empire rules most of the world with its superior technology, such as airships and internal combustion vehicles, while the elvish-ruled Ananki jealously guard the secrets of magic and dragon riding, and the merfolk of Olsea rule most of the oceans. Worried about the three superpowers, Yusef's father, Sultan Hanuku the Wise, offered an alliance to all the other nations. Some joined and some refused, but when the United Kingdoms of Surai and Bamba (often shortened to Surabamba, as they had been one nation for two hundred years) was conquered by Caledoria, all remaining free nations banded with Midvadir for mutual protection.
The world was now down to four nations, all eyeing each other with suspicion, but Ananka, Caledoria, and Olseka knew the value of having a buffer state between all of them, and so continued the tradition of marrying off as many of their noble women as they could to the Sultan for political and economic benefit, while also lining up women to arrange for his successor. Now Yusef's father has died peacefully in his sleep, and the world teeters on the brink of war unlike any ever seen. For now, an unsuspecting Midvadir is grieving but safe and awaits the crowning of a new Sultan, and the parade of potential brides eager to fill the harem hall that has now been vacated by Yusef's father's wives.
The new Sultan of Midvadir was sitting at the long table reserved for his meals he watched his many servants bringing in the food as he spoke to the poor sap he had selected to listen to his complaints this morning,"And you know all those princess, I'm supposed to select ten of them, but they are all the same...they're political pawns sent to manipulate me with their bodies, their minds and their skills." He sighed and ran a hand through the fur of his trained panther, Arcturis, as he looked over at the poor servant sitting there nodding about things he knew nothing about,"And what's more I've been having some strange dreams, dreams of woman...and a man made of Iron...the iron man chases me into the arms of the woman...one of them even has a mechanical arm and a massive syringe....I'm pretty sure it's the artichokes, they mess with my digestive system and give me wierd dreams."
He had almost stopped believing the all father would ever send him anything useful...an iron man chasing him into the arms of a woman with a massive syringe, and the sexy girl with all the piercings! Definitely the artichokes!
A thousand years ago, Midvadir ("World Central Sultanate") was the most powerful nation on the continent of Orngath of the planet Emada. At noon each day, the planet's twin suns would cast no shadow on its capital, Madieca ("Ever Bright City"), and representatives of tributary nations from all four corners of the world would gather to trade in its thriving riverside markets, study at its prestigious universities, and then seek an audience with the Sultan Supreme, who Vadirians claimed to have a direct line of communication with their Allfather, giving him great clairvoyance- but only through fathers, for reasons unknown. Whenever a Sultan died and the new male Sultan came to power, daughters of all nations would travel across the world to in turn offer their bodies as tribute for political gain, love, or simply to experience the Sultan's visions by way of his cock, and the Sultan could marry as many as ten of them at once.
The days when Midvadir commanded the world stage are long gone. Under the brutal tyranny of Yusef's great-grandfather, Sultan Ulerinj II, the administration of the sprawling state began to decline, the navy that once charted the entire world fell into disrepair, the fearsome Iron Guard rusted, and magic and the Sultan's visions began to fade throughout the kingdom. In the meantime, the Ananki Confederation and the Caledorian Empire quickly filled the void. Now the Empire rules most of the world with its superior technology, such as airships and internal combustion vehicles, while the elvish-ruled Ananki jealously guard the secrets of magic and dragon riding, and the merfolk of Olsea rule most of the oceans. Worried about the three superpowers, Yusef's father, Sultan Hanuku the Wise, offered an alliance to all the other nations. Some joined and some refused, but when the United Kingdoms of Surai and Bamba (often shortened to Surabamba, as they had been one nation for two hundred years) was conquered by Caledoria, all remaining free nations banded with Midvadir for mutual protection.
The world was now down to four nations, all eyeing each other with suspicion, but Ananka, Caledoria, and Olseka knew the value of having a buffer state between all of them, and so continued the tradition of marrying off as many of their noble women as they could to the Sultan for political and economic benefit, while also lining up women to arrange for his successor. Now Yusef's father has died peacefully in his sleep, and the world teeters on the brink of war unlike any ever seen. For now, an unsuspecting Midvadir is grieving but safe and awaits the crowning of a new Sultan, and the parade of potential brides eager to fill the harem hall that has now been vacated by Yusef's father's wives.
The new Sultan of Midvadir was sitting at the long table reserved for his meals he watched his many servants bringing in the food as he spoke to the poor sap he had selected to listen to his complaints this morning,"And you know all those princess, I'm supposed to select ten of them, but they are all the same...they're political pawns sent to manipulate me with their bodies, their minds and their skills." He sighed and ran a hand through the fur of his trained panther, Arcturis, as he looked over at the poor servant sitting there nodding about things he knew nothing about,"And what's more I've been having some strange dreams, dreams of woman...and a man made of Iron...the iron man chases me into the arms of the woman...one of them even has a mechanical arm and a massive syringe....I'm pretty sure it's the artichokes, they mess with my digestive system and give me wierd dreams."
He had almost stopped believing the all father would ever send him anything useful...an iron man chasing him into the arms of a woman with a massive syringe, and the sexy girl with all the piercings! Definitely the artichokes!