RE: Retracing
09-19-2018, 02:05 PM
Most prodigious cartographer Lun,
It is my pleasure to provide you a map-piece of our land. May my contribution provide you with enough knowledge to construct this world map you wish to create. I too look forward for this piece you're about to create.
This land of ours, Ikrikith as we call it, is a cold place. It can snow and frost all year, but thank goodness for the sea that provides us with climatic stability through our long cold seasons that take up three-fourths of our year. Much of our people live in the islands, but most of our commerce occur in the self-proclaimed and defending-titleholder of capitol city, Biziril. It is the unofficial capitol of our nation, and for good reason, as it is where much of the life shines and the money flows in. It is where people go to find new opportunities.
Our lands are blanketed in green forests of pine and fir. Most of our river-water come from the glaciers up in the mountains. It is unfortunate that my kin are not very bright; much of my kin live in modest towns, and lead mostly uneducated lives in the wilderness. Poaching and kidnapping occur in our territories, especially in the mainland out of the islands. Despite such primitiveness of our fellow folk, we have a quite rich culture with many unique stories and tales to tell. Almost all of our fellows are natural-born soldiers just to survive the harsh everyday life. Our people are also quite adaptable, easily learning from any circumstance that arises, but it is not often you see one of our fellows peddle their number-crunching knowledge here in Ikrikith.
With sincere regards,
ēt batuzh zik zeltos (The master of Science), Fenyel.
It is my pleasure to provide you a map-piece of our land. May my contribution provide you with enough knowledge to construct this world map you wish to create. I too look forward for this piece you're about to create.
This land of ours, Ikrikith as we call it, is a cold place. It can snow and frost all year, but thank goodness for the sea that provides us with climatic stability through our long cold seasons that take up three-fourths of our year. Much of our people live in the islands, but most of our commerce occur in the self-proclaimed and defending-titleholder of capitol city, Biziril. It is the unofficial capitol of our nation, and for good reason, as it is where much of the life shines and the money flows in. It is where people go to find new opportunities.
Our lands are blanketed in green forests of pine and fir. Most of our river-water come from the glaciers up in the mountains. It is unfortunate that my kin are not very bright; much of my kin live in modest towns, and lead mostly uneducated lives in the wilderness. Poaching and kidnapping occur in our territories, especially in the mainland out of the islands. Despite such primitiveness of our fellow folk, we have a quite rich culture with many unique stories and tales to tell. Almost all of our fellows are natural-born soldiers just to survive the harsh everyday life. Our people are also quite adaptable, easily learning from any circumstance that arises, but it is not often you see one of our fellows peddle their number-crunching knowledge here in Ikrikith.
With sincere regards,
ēt batuzh zik zeltos (The master of Science), Fenyel.
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