The Kingdom of Missreas

[Cyian]

The Kingdom of Missreas

Dreven Lodizal
Affiliation: The Kingdom of Missreas
Title/Profession: Interim Councilmen, Lord Protector of Missreas
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Faith: Theylin
Alignment: GM
Class: GM
Special: GM

Bio:
Dreven Lodizal’s regency came at the behest of Vaspasian Corronaught , one of the Interim Council Chair’s most trusted enforcers. His foul temper ignites at the slightest insinuation of dereliction of duty, disloyalty, or discontent. His strict unforgiving manner has put him somewhat at odds with the people of Missreas, and is seen as the lapdog of Vaspasian Corronaught by the Council of Twelve.


Founding:
Missreas initially came to prominence in the 4th Age, after the fall of Irrydrill, and destruction of Clearwater. Its location on the confluence of the Clearwater river and the mighty Elyriana river made it a natural location for trade. Goods could be sent in all cardinal directions, and with Clearwaters outlet to the great divide, aloud for timely transport to Hearthome, the Inland Sea, and all points abroad.

The peoples of the sundered city of Clearwater gravitated toward Missreas and settled. Here the refugees began anew, farmers cultivated crops, tradesmen fashioned all manner of sundry, and merchants traded in goods, supplies, and foodstuffs that would reach all across the Confederacy.

It wasn't long before Missreas was a thriving metropolis, the city’s evolution was graceful, steady purposeful growth managed by some of the most talented civil engineers. Amazing feats of architectural engineering that allowed for the first storied buildings and housing complexes to give rise. This lead to rapid urbanization within the bustling trade hub. No city in the Confederacy is its population is so densely distributed as it is in Missreas.

Astonishingly enough Missreas’ true claim to fame is its lufundia’s, an awe inspiringly huge agricultural complex of wheat, corn, and flax plantations. Millions upon millions of bushels of grain produced each season to be shipped abroad to feed and clothe Confederate citizens.



Current:
Missreas is the Kingdom which boasts the highest population in all the confederacy, largely human with a light mix of half-elf, elf, and dwarf. Missreas has positioned itself well within the Confederacy. Its role as the largest provider of foodstuffs has made many of the Kingdoms reliant upon Missreas for feeding their citizenry. With this and the immense tax revenues derived from its huge population make Missreas influence on the Council of Twelve palpable.

Recently, After the investigation of Lord Commander Liam Eventide’s acts of treason and conspiracy it was King Hershem Eventide of Missreas who was most implicated by the trove of evidence found at Eventide’s estate, surpassing that of even Eventide’s and other co-conspirators alleged crimes. The evidence was so damning that Hershem and Liam were tried by tribunal and put to death only days after their trial. Hershem’s family narrowly escaped persecution and has absconded to the countryside, the family has been deemed enemies of the state and warrants for their capture or death have been issued.

By executive order Vaspiasan Corronaught Interim Chair of the Council of Twelve, and Lord Commander of the Confederate Military has named his close ally and enforcer Dreven Lodizal Lord Protector of the Kingdom of Missreas, and Interim Councilman. Until the proper heirs of Missreas are in-stated. Recent findings have lent credibility to the assertions made by Count Reneven Drunmore that his claim to the throne of Missreas is irrefutable, and is awaiting unanimous decision of the Council of Twelve to crown him.

More recently,sweeping discontent plagues Missreas as the common citizenry respond to Lord Protector Lodizal’s flair for over compensation in stifling political dissenters and crushing even peaceful protests. He even went as far to dispatch riders to burn out the homes of commoners who whisper of discontent. Since he has enacted martial law and outlawed weapons, magic and assembly of more than three people at any given time . Any caught breaking these rules is met with swift and brutal reprisal.

Several units of the Hearthonian Army have been sent in to keep the peace and enforce Lodizal’s mandates.. By and large this has stymied the populations thirst for freedoms as they cower in their homes.

Count Reneven Drunmore has been vocal in his opposition to these mandates and has dispatched diplomats to the Council of Twelve to lobby for decisiveness in their deliberations on the proceedings of his coronation so that “ he may begin the healing process and the return of normalcy during these trying times”. The people have begun to silently clamor for Count Drunmore intercession to deliver them from Lodizal’s thumb.


State Structures:
Castle Ariendale
The Square of Ariendale
Palace Complex
Sentry Watch Complex
Great Seat of the Judiciary
Great Forum (Trade House)
City Sewers
Aqueducts
The Wharf
Latifundia Agricultural Complex

Private Structures
University of Missreas
La Magnus Opus (Concert Hall / Amphitheater)
Merchant’s Street
Noble Estates
The Horse and Tack (Stable)
The Millers Foundry ( Grain Processor)
Cathedral of the Sun (Theylin)
Spire Mount (Temple of Dardantiss)
Temple of the Harvest Moon (Nathis)
Circus de Equestrius (Chariot Games) (Hidden Temple of Zivix)
Hall of Mercenaries (Temple of Rawruun)
Venereal House (Temple of Sierra)
Keep Stoneshoulder (Temple of Gallian)
Knight’s of the Road, Chapter House

Guilds/Noteables

Adventure Guilds

Hall of Mercenaries (Fighter’s Guild)
Gronk Battlemore (Half-Orc)
10 Barbarian \ 2 Frenzied Berserker

Shadow Den (Thieves Guild)
Remmy (Human)
12 Rogue 5 Shadow Dancer

The Performers Guild (Bardic College)
Bien Marusto (Human)
10 Bard 4 Virtuoso


Artisan Guilds

The Millers Foundry (Merchant)
Preston Grainreaper (Human)
15 Expert (Miller \ Merchant)

Harvest Moon ( Agriculture Cooperative)
Lilly Cosgrove (Elf)
15 Druid 5 Hierophant

United Dwarven Furnace and Construction Workers Union (Blacksmith Architecture Civil Engineers)
Noraden Stonecrafter (Dwarf)
18 Expert (Architect \ Engineer \ Smith)


Arcane Guilds \ Knightly Orders

The Spire Mount Inquiry (Mages guild)
Ary’wynn Silvermoon (Gold Elf)
10 Wizard 5 Arch Mage

The Knight’s of the Road (Knight Order)
Brummer Fellhammer (Dwarf)
6 Fighter 10 Cavalier

[Cyian]

Oak Castle

Affiliation: The Kingdom of Missreas
Reagent/Governor: Count Drunmore
Title/Profession: Count , Lord of the Oak, Warden of the Undercroft
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Faith: Theylin
Alignment: GM
Class: GM
Special: GM


Bio: GM






Founding (Legend DC20)
Located on a plateau within the Evermore mountain range, the landscape offers a host of natural protections. The surrounding peaks offer only two ways inwhich the plateau can be approached. The Eastern Approach and the Southern Pass, both of which are naturally defensible. The plateau resides just below the tree line in which the great oaks have taken root and turned rock into soil over the eons. Natural forces have created an extensive maze of networked caverns, grottos, and estuaries located deep within the plateau.

Oak Castle has gone by many names and served many purposes over the courses of the millennium. Originally settled by Theylinite monks seeking sanctuary from the toiling minutiae of population centers of early man. These monks sought out a place of great natural beauty and tranquility to perform their meditations in the pursuit of becoming one with Theylin and his divine grace.


It is whispered in legend (DC25), these monks centered their lives in accordance with Theylin’s holy aspect of goodness. They created simple but beautiful oaken abbie's dedicated to this pursuit.
After centuries Theylin took notice and ventured himself to gaze upon the works of his faithful. Theylin was so taken back by the beauty of their creation and the way they lived their life in pursuit of his grace that he began to weep. So long and deep did he weep his tears washed over the great plateau flooding it. Eroding it. Consecrating the ground and creating the cave systems.
Theylin wiped away the tears and told the monks that this place would be forever be a sanctuary for good, that no evil could permeate or taint this place. He instructed them to bury the dead of the truly faithful within the plateau and would he would ensure them undisturbed rest for eternity.


Past
Over the millennium to come nations and empires rose and fell. The greatest of clergy, leaders, and heroes who distinguished themselves amongst the church were offered final resting place within the sacred catacombs.
As Oak Castle became a more potent religious symbol to Theylin’s faithful, so too did its importance as a defensive stronghold in the region become apparent.
As stone slowly replaced wood , Oak Castle stood resolute in the face of some of the bloodiest conflicts the region had to offer.


During the fall of the Irydrill Empire times were especially trying. War was rampant, commoners and trade folk alike from all around the region picked up their homesteads, livestock, and tools attempting to make their way to the safety of Oak Castle. To accommodate this mass migration of people most of the original city was nearly all but demolished and paved over with space efficient housing and sturdier stone structures that would endure time and siege. The great oaken forest that all but swallowed up the Eastern Approach was clear cut to make way for agriculture, small villages, and hamlets.


After the destruction of Clearwater the great Kingdom of Irydrill influence its began to recede, and peace was available wholesale. Hearthhome emerged as shepherd of this peace using its rejuvenated strength from these wars to create the Hearthhome Confederacy, a union of the most powerful nations in greater Ellyrian region.
As Hearthome cloaked these fledgling nations in its wings more and more people began to leave Oak Castle for the great cities of the confederacy to find there chance at wealth and prosperity.


Present
Oak Castle still stands to this day as the only original structure to remain since its founding, tho most of Oak Castle's secrets have been lost through time they lie it wait to be rediscovered. One of the great land Barons of the relatively new kingdom of Misreas purchased Oak Castle as their new noble family stronghold. Having little overall strategic or religious importance anymore it was a steal at twice the price.


The Drunmore's had purchased the redoubt for mere copper on the gold after the city seen several centuries of decline and stagnation. Oak Castle now only boasts a handful of its once immense population, its hearty people still toil endlessly amongst the hamlets and villages trying to eek out an existence.


Lost are the great oaks that once seen to the protection from scouring mountain winds of the Evermoores. These winds now relentlessly whistle down from the Evermoores pillaging the remaining great oaks that now only dot the countryside, leaving them wind burnt, twisted, and leafless. A thick fog often obscures most of the city and castle. Soot from coal burning stoves have blanketed the city as a whole, nothing escaping its blackening touch. Remnants of former battles still litter the countryside. All this lends to Castle Oaks eerie and inhospitable looking landscape.