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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Baron Opal II" data-source="post: 9404089" data-attributes="member: 6794067">Well, a conquest paladin would be appropriate for the former.What they look like has already been stated, although I am being vague about that for reasons.Thulians have long had a tumultuous relationship with the land and sea. This has lead them to a conflict-based mindset, interactions with others, even peaceful ones, tend to be one of contests, with a winner and a loser. In trade and market this is largely symbolic, taking the form of spirited haggling. Even so, these people are able to subsist on coarser and less food than others. A few days of food for someone in the Six Kingdoms could last a couple weeks for a Thulian. However, when the harvest is plentiful and the nets full, they are able to use their broad frames to fearsome effect. Such is their partnership with ships and the sea, some say they hear the whispers of the wind. They have a caste of magicians that claim to bind the winds like other tame horses. The Empire of Thule has been enjoying a calm after 30 years of hard battle and conquest. Through tactical excellence, strong esprit de corps, and strange good fortune, they have conquered the lands surrounding the Bolor Sea. Their emperor, Tavus the Blue Lion, is currently eyeing surrounding lands debating furthering his holdings after a time of peace. Excellent shipwrights, their merchants sail through the Dogged Channel past the Broken Lands, a collection of islands that are rumored to be but the tops of mountains of a sunken kingdom. The famous good fortune of these people is shown by the Northern Lions, a section of Imperial culture that has the remit to travel freely through and out of Thule. They often take risks that others find foolhardy and yet survive to tell the tale. Their presence in the lands of the Six Kingdoms is worrisome; are they scouts for the Blue Lion or simply meddlesome adventurers?*  *  *  *  *The Sunaya dwell south of the Ring of Fire, the barrier of scorched deserts and steamy seas that ring the globe. Rarely are they seen in the lands of the Six Kingdoms as they must go through the high passes of the Roof of the World mountain range. There the air is thin yet cool. This alone prevents many Sunaya with wanderlust from travelling northeastward as they are more accustomed to severe heat and humidity of the jungles south of the Ring. While they are well accustomed to the stifling heat and monsoon rains of their home, even they cannot easily cross the Ring of Fire.Curiously, much of their metalwork is based in brass rather than iron. The clime attacks iron viciously causing items to rust quickly. Brass resists the corrosion to a much higher degree. Often, a typical sword would be worthless in a month without constant care and maintenance. Of their brasswork, one commonality is their paired dagger and knife. The knife is presented to them on the eve of adulthood. It is marked, stamped, and engraved with signs and symbols of clan and heritage. As a full adult, they either make or commission a dagger that bespeaks their identity and goals. Those that marry trade these daggers, showing that their partner's hopes and dreams are now their own.From their myth, their ancestor was found as an abandoned or lost infant by the Phoenix. This ever-reincarnating being had never seen such a strange humanoid creature before. But, the cries of hunger were familiar to all avians as to the cry of the chick in the nest. It was fed by the Phoenix as birds do, and was strengthened thereby. Now all the Sunaya hear the speech of those of wing and feather. Rumors persist of exiles who hear the nocturnal screech of bats. They have forsaken the light of the Sun, and the heat of their patron, the Phoenix. But, surely, those are just tales to scare children.Many of those who do make the trek over the mountain passes are from the Golden Mantel clan. Their clan specializes in the many alloys of brass, bronze, and copper. Their warriors are usually armored with shining coats of brazen mail burnished to golden gleam. When encountered they seem quite gregarious, some presenting gifts of brass bells, flowers, or other baubles. The local smiths have some concern, however, as conversations drift towards questioning on their secrets of ironwork.*  *  *  *  *That help?</blockquote>

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