Rulers Civ Summary
Name of civ- Rulers
Location- plains
People- Koijan
Traits-
People of will. Normally black hair and eyes, but some family lines have white hair with gold eyes. The Koi family, while not the strongest, it is the oldest in the tribe and are committed to making the civ better in all ways.
Despite their lack of cultural practices, the Koijans have a deep belief in the heavens and their heavenly arcs. They believe that these arcs connect the mortal world to the divine, and that by following their guidance, they can attain enlightenment and a better life for all members of their civilization.
The Koijans stand at an average height of 2 meters, making them average-sized compared to other civilizations in the area. They have a basic level of technology, with simple tools and weapons that are used for hunting and defense. They are a self-sufficient people, relying on the land and their hunting skills to sustain their way of life.
Koijan Votes
Pyrometric Democracy for a Singular Tribe (Tiny Pop) (Round 1)
Contributions to hunts, innovations, and projects give a person merit. The more Merit an individual has, the more power they have.
Merit does not pass to children, children have a base merit of 0, and merit cannot be exchanged, but can only be lost/gained.
The Pyro rankings are,
Kinder- 0-10 merit
Spark-11-25 merit
Flame- 26-50 merit
Blaze - 51-100 merit
Inferno- 101-1000 merit
Every person is categorized by Elder, the 10 oldest members of the tribe (and usually the highest-ranking members) It should be known that to be an elder one must relinquish their ability to gain merit, if a majority of people think that an Elder is abusing their power, then they can banish the elder.
At the end of the year, the elders will gather, and each person in the tribe (Except the elders) will be judged and given an amount of merit per activity they completed/improved.
Bestowed are the callings bestowed upon newborns, like names. They are bestowed via the oldest elder.
The First Bestowed is different for everyone. Like a first name, cannot be changed, and is not related to anyone else’s name except Elders. When one elder dies it is tradition to name the next newborn after them, as tribute. This leads to the names of surviving generations.
The Last Bestowed is taken from the maternal parent with the highest merit and may change over a person’s life depending on their maternal parent’s rankings.
so,
Name = {Pyro Rank} {Position} {First Bestowed (With Family)/Last Bestowed (With others)}
Kinder Young Zeit (With Family)/Kinder Young Drams (With others)
Spark Member Hans (With Family)/Spark Member Pars (With others)
Flame Elder Louk (With Family)/Flame Elder Jas (With others)
Averages of society,
The average child (below 15) is a Kinder Young.
The average adult (15+) is a Spark Member.
The average elderly (28+) is a Flame Elder.
Merit scores per person involved, (Based on contribution to the event)
Satisfactorily Hunt - +1-3 merit (Happens around once every Winter)
Minor Innovation - +2-9 merit (Happens around once every 5 Winters)
Minor project- +1-6 merit (Happens around once every 3 Winters)
Excellent Hunt +4-7 merit (Happens once every 5 Winters)
Major Innovation +7-18 merit (Happens once every 10 Winters)
Major project +3-9 merit (Happens once every 8 Winters)
Koijan History
Round 1- Brief Introduction
Setup: 13/10
The Koijan are an indigenous population located on the Northern Plains of one of the continents. They use the terms Rulers and Koijan interchangeably. They possess the ability to create simple architecture and have simple weapons consistent with a nomadic population living in plains, including bows and javelins with atlatl. Currently there is no observation consistent with anything more complex than a chiefdom, such findings are consistent with early formation. They have been included in this report as a means of showing a baseline development compared to their more advanced others, with virtually unlimited potential.
The plains they reside in have numerous antelope-analogous species living in herds large enough number in the hundreds. These antelopes are very fast for their large size, so the Koijan have resorted to complex hunting tactics in conjunction with persistent hunting, often pelting the antelope from a distance and following until exhaustion. There are also several oases that the Rulers utilize as stops to refill their waters and gather plants that tend to grow in the region. They are considered “Stable” and “Tiny”, with an estimated population of 1,000.
Stability: Stable (1)
Power: Tiny (1)
Population: ~1,000
Koijan Lore Round 1
Spark Young Tra Koi (Promising Youth)
This winter I will be a member!
Over the years I have seen some truly remarkable things! Giant Antelopes and the such! The greatest thing though is the great arches beyond the plains!
The remarkable arches! A masterpiece of architecture! They must have been made by someone! Maybe an Inferno!
It’s a shame I can’t go beyond the plains. The Elders said that it is dangerous to go as Young. So, I guess I’ll have to wait until next Winter…
Unless I sneak out…
I look towards the horizon. Not today, the wind is picking up, and I expect there will be a storm soon, I ponder my ideas. We will probably go into the caves soon.
“Kinder Young Tra, it is time for Orlain! (Meal)” Spark Member Jens Los aka. my mother said.
“I’ll be right there!” I shout as an object of interest catches my eye. In the distance, I see a white almost reflective substance, in one of the caves in my sight (I have really good eyesight). I must see this material! It’s just a little far.
‘I can get there before the storm hits…’ I say to myself. I started to run in a sprint, and jagged weeds poked at my legs, uncomfortable, but not unbearable. My stone rock (my favorite, I worked hard on shaping it) and atlatl Jiggle around in my antelope pouch and my mother worked hard to make it. It’s the only one in the community!
After several more minutes I reach the cave, the opening like a gaping maw that will swallow me alive. I carefully make my way to the shiny substance; I take my rock and strike at it.
Bang!
I strike at it again.
Bang!
Why is nothing happening? I look at my rock.
‘Not enough force.’ I think to myself.
I start to notice water slowly crawl up my feet. I start to panic as the light in the cave gets dimmer and dimmer! I stumble through the ever-steeper cave entrance, and losing my footing I trip and fall down into the stream of water, I struggle to regain my footing as I am carried away by the current.
The roaring river of water pushes against me as I somehow get hold of my atlatl, I jam it into an opening in the rocks as I struggle to breathe.
‘I’ll wait out the storm!’ I repeat like a mantra in my head.
May the Inferno save us all.
Flame Member Iku Koi (Talented Individual)
I help the elders get seated in the caves as we wait for the storm to settle.
“Headcount!” Fire Elder Jans/my father says. This will be a long night. I sigh to myself, as much as I hated to admit it, I had just as much of an adventurous spirit as my son, for better or for worse. It made me the best hunter in the community at just 23 Winters old. My father starts,
“Kinder Young Lewis”
“Here!”
“Kinder Member Kiln”
“Here!”
“Flame Member Hurst”
“Present!”
…
“Kinder Young Tra”
“…”
“Kinder Young Tra!”
‘Damn kid’ I say in my head, the third time this winter he has missed headcount!
“Spark Member Jens!” I call out to my partner.
“I told him to stay for Orlain, but you know how he is. He probably ran off in search of something…” She responded.
The other Members and Kinders start to whisper to each other. I ignore it,
‘Punishment for my unfilial son.’ I think.
My father continues on as the names go on. I hear the wind pick up as the rain starts to pour.
‘How long has it been? 6-7 Uns (unit of time based on sun’s angle) ?’ I think the rain starts to pour down in sheets.
‘Dangerous’ I think, ‘the cave lower in the plains could flood.’
“I’ll find Kinder Young Tra.” I say to both Father and Spark Member Jens. I gather my spear and atlatl. Making my way to the entrance to the cave, I scout the surroundings. The only attraction is the large cave system.
… no… he wouldn’t go into a cave when a storm is coming… damn unfilial son!
Flame Elder Jans Koi (Eldest)
I sigh as I finally finish the headcount, I get up from my seat, albeit with struggle. Old joints, I will be 45 this Winter. By then I will most likely be dead, preferably sooner than later, I don’t want to deal with this crap any longer. Unfilial grandsons!
I approached my son, “You know where he went?”
My son sighs and looks at me as he grips his spear, “Idiot went into the caves!”
I furrow my (or what remains of them, burnt them way too many times) eyebrows.
“Lost now of the Kinders to a cave last year too! There is still time!” I quickly make my way into the main cavern.
“We have a missing Young!” The people look at me as I tell them about my grandson’s estimated location.
‘What a pain.’ I say to myself. Runs in the Koi bloodline. I sigh as the most elite hunters gather in front of me, as well as other Flame Elders.
“I guess I will have to come too,” I say as a grab my grand cane, passed through generations of the Koi family, after he would die, it would go to his son.
“Let’s get this over with.” Flame Elder Rou declared.
The search party headed out as the thick sheets of rain clouded our vision.
15 Uns Later (1 hour)
“We Found Him!” A spark shouted out to the others.
“Is he alive!” My son shouted; I could see the stress in his eyes.
The spark carried my grandson out of the cave as the intensity of the storm grew.
Crack!
Heavenly arcs danced in the sky. A sign perhaps.
“Stone cold…” My son said almost whispering.
My son fell to his knees as I gripped my staff tighter, a raging torrent of emotions flowed through me but I silenced them. The damn kid beat me to it!
“Leave him, my son, we’ll have a burial after to storm settles.” My voice cracked just a bit.
My son struggled to his feet as tears flowed from his eyes.
The heavens rumbled as the heavenly arcs raced faster, and faster. The (lack) of hair on my head stood up as I looked around for the source.
“We have to go!!” I shouted to my son. Who stood there petrified?
“The heavens have been angered! We must take shelter!” I shouted again, oh how I wished I could hit him with my stuff!
“I can’t lose another son!” I shouted at him, the heaven’s noise was deafening, as if the most ferocious of beasts were crying out to the sky. My son finally started to move. We quickly made our way from the wrath of the heavens.
CRACK!
The heavenly arks struck down upon my grandson’s corpse. As heaven’s wrath receded, I saw my son turn over, spitting out water from his mouth.
After that, the boy took out a stone from his mouth. Damn boy!
My son hurried over to my grandson, a quickly slapped him.
‘Can’t let my son monopolize this.’ I think,
“Let me get a few hits in son!” I shout as I hobble over,
“The heavens really do favor the bold” I say to myself as I stare at the heavens,
A sign, perhaps.
This should be enough specification for now, I’ll make a new one every round.
This took me over 5 hours! tf