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Reign of Blood and Fire - An Era of Quywe Supremacy
« on: October 14, 2017, 09:00:29 AM »
The meme lives on, this thread will be where the (current) horn nations will write IC posts about the history of the Quywe Empire, and later history of the horn.

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Re: Reign of Blood and Fire - An Era of Quywe Supremacy
« Reply #1 on: October 15, 2017, 06:43:26 AM »
1326 CE,
Modern day Cojotan


Aizu village hadn't been particularly busy as of late, heavy rain had kept farmers inside to fix up their homes until today, and the local Shishin disciples had been lazily praying with a bit of rice wine in their cups. Their tattoos were always so complex and colourful; so whenever they weren't praying or drinking too much, Kaguya Onomyouji and the other teenagers with some free time liked to go visit the shrine; the disciples always had some new story to tell about the tattoos that covered their entire torsos.

"Ah, this one?" the shrine's only female disciple asked Kaguya, pointing to a green serpent that wrapped around her left forearm, to which Kaguya eagerly nodded. "This was one of Ku's many great demons that fought in heaven, he drove the weak-minded and greedy to commit unspeakable acts, damning them into servitude of the Moon Lord." the disciple proudly explained while dropping some ground-up leaves into her long, slender pipe. "What happened to him?" Kaguya asked, urging the woman to continue as she and her friends moved in closer to listen. "Relax, relax. I'm not going anywhere today." the woman said, calmly letting smoke rise from her mouth.

"Suma!" a voice rang out from just outside the shrine. "Someone's coming!"

The disciple glared off to the side, to the entrance of the temple. "The hell do they need me for?" Suma muttered before launching herself to her feet and pulling an elegant-looking polearm out from one of the room's dark corners. Before long, Suma, Kaguya and whoever else was in the shrine had stepped out to check what the commotion was.

From the other side of the valley, an army of shadowy figures had come crawling over the hill, coming directly towards Aizu. Kaguya's eyes widened in disbelief, she stood motionless, even as her friends and neighbors rushed towards the edge of the town, carrying gauntlets, swords and spears. Reluctantly, Kaguya retrieved her own sword from behind her house before rushing to join the wall of people who had formed to meet the horde of men who approached. Kaguya had stood a bit behind the line, afraid to make herself a target instinctively.

An ice cold sweat ran down her forehead as the army of strange-looking men came to a stop face-to-face with Aizu's wall of defenders. Compared to anyone in Aizu, these strange men looked impossibly similar to one another; each wearing metal armor adorned with strange symbols and colorful feathers, standing shoulder-to-shoulder. When Kaguya had gotten lost in examining their appearances, someone had shouted an order to the men, which caused them to run around the village, encircling it in a ring of steel. Many of the townsfolk had followed suit, weapons ready, ready to fight to the death against these foreigners who outnumbered them five to one.

In heavily accented Himeyan, a man's voice rang out. "Who is the leader of this settlement?" he demanded. The village's elder, Hidetoshi had gently pushed Kaguya out of the way as he stepped out to respond. "Who requires my presence?" the elder responded, banging his worn pair of steel fists together, challenging whoever was behind this to show himself. A man on a horse stepped forward, wearing a set of extremely elaborate armor, as colorful as the tattoos of the Shishin disciples. "I am General Tinhil. And I require but a moment of your time." he said, slowly and confidently approaching Hidetoshi.

"We are Quywe, and this land is our domain." he boasted, Kaguya gritted her teeth at the comment. "According to whom?" Hidetoshi barked back, seemingly ready to lunge at Tinhil. "Why, according to the incredible might of the Quywe Empire!" the general said with a hearty laugh. Kaguya, and seemingly many other villagers had taken note of the scene around them, smaller armies were marching through the valleys and hills surrounding Aizu, off into the distance. "You see my friend, we are not here for your blood. But if you want to make things difficult, it's always an option." Tinhil said with a garish grin, waiting for Hidetoshi's silent acknowledgement before continuing. "And in exchange for your safety under the banner of Quywe, we must ask that you relocate this lovely little village of yours."

"Such a ridiculous request, surely you aren't expecting us to comply, are you?" Hidetoshi said, growing impatient of Tinhil's faked politeness. "If we wanted you dead, you must consider that it would have happened already. Now, I admire the courage of your people, but perhaps I should demonstrate the hopelessness of resisting?" Tinhil answered, before addressing the entire village. "Now, who wishes to display the tremendous fighting spirit of this village?"

After a terrible silence, a young man stepped forward, Kaguya's brother, Jinsuke. Tinhil grinned "This boy is prepared to face the mighty Quywe empire for the sake of his village. Surely my men admire his courage as much as I do." the general said before shouting something in a foreign language, causing one of the armored warriors to step forward. Kaguya was shaking in fear, her heart had sunk down below her feet. Hidetoshi attempted to comfort her. "He's decided today is the day he will become a man, we must respect his decision to fight." Even if the words offered some solace, Kaguya could see the elder was sweating, nervous.

Jinsuke lunged forward at the Quywe soldier, furiously thrusting at him with his spear. The Quywe soldier had been clumsily parrying Jinsuke's attacks before going on the offensive, the sheer force behind each swing of the soldier's club could knock Jinsuke off balance with the slightest error. Tinhil watched intently. "The boy's form is impressive, but he won't be fighting just one soldier." he said at Hidetoshi, prompting yet another Quywe soldier to join the fight. What was an evenly-matched duel became a quick beatdown as Jinsuke failed to detect a club being swung at his back. He let out a pained scream before collapsing on his knees. The soldiers rejoined their ranks as Tinhil silently applauded the young man's efforts. "Now, don't mistake Quywe as being merciful. You have but this one opportunity to reconsider our offer. Otherwise this whole village would make for worthy guests atop our sacrificial altar."

Hidetoshi breathed deeply, he wasn't expecting to determine the fate of his village today. The villagers all carefully watched him, not knowing what the think themselves. The silence was abruptly broken by Hidetoshi's answer. "So tell us what needs to be done." he said, trying not to sound defeated. "Wise choice my friend!" Tinhil smiled. "We will return tomorrow to take you east. Everything you don't take with you then will never be seen by you, or any of your descendants ever again, so take whatever you can." Kaguya held onto her battered brother, the words hit her like rocks. "Seven days from now, you will arrive at your new home." Tinhil said before turning his back to Aizu and disappearing into the ranks of his army.

A dark cloud loomed over Aizu that night, as the villagers packed away their identity in silence.


The Mass Relocation of Asiatic Settlers

During the first 300 years of the new millennia, Asiatic settlements could be found all across the Horn of Ardia along with their native counterparts. As a new faction arose in what is now Ahkabnil and Cojotan however, unfortunate consequences would arise for these Asiatics. During the first decades of the Quywe Empire, the largely native empire would round up many non-natives throughout the central part of the Horn and then force them to relocate to the tropical and densely vegetated eastern part. The motives behind this bizarre course of action were not particularly obvious, but they weren't without purpose.

A few years later, the Quywe Empire would return to the eastern part of the Horn, intent on finding out if these displaced Asiatic settlers were best left off to their own devices or ready to join the Quywe Empire alongside the Ahkabnilian and Cojotani people. Quywe scouts deployed in the dense jungles of the seemingly inhospitable eastern region were shocked to find that the Asiatics they had forced to relocate were not only surviving in these conditions, but thriving. When word of this reached the Quywe royal family, they immediately went about instilling a puppet monarchy in the eastern Horn, proclaiming this previously lawless and uncharted region as Himekuno with the help of some cultural advisors.

Despite the Quywe Empire's ferocious reputation, they were very clever when it came to managing their territory and people. When creating Himekuno, the Quywe leadership wanted to ensure there would be less risk of the Himeyan people revolting against their Quywe masters; and through carefully designed propaganda, they lead the Himeyan people to eventually develop a strong sense of nationalism through their shared Asiatic heritage.

By playing Himekuno as a culturally distinct nation within the Quywe Empire, the Quywe royal family had managed to keep the Himeyans from rising up; and ensured they would be more willing to serve alongside their Ahkabnilian and Cojotani counterparts, seeing the Quywe Empire as a mutually beneficial political entity.
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