conversations.from: system
conversations.value: Sadly put on hold/hiatus while I work on my novel project. Sorry!
  
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  A sword-and-sandals/ancients themed Anthropomorphic/Furry setting, based off my somewhat defunct webcomic collaboration, Askazi Myths. ( www.askazimyths.com )
  
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  This is the ancient world of Askazi, set in the time after the first cities were founded, and the first cultures were born, after the secrets of writing have been discovered, but before The Civil Way has overthrown The Old Way. The world is young enough that the Days before Days, when the world was created, are not so far away that the people do not remember them, even if the worship of God-Alaim is professed to be far superior by all civil peoples.
  
  From the mighty city of Suthatis, first among all cities in the heart of the Civil Lands, where the Askaathi kings reign, to the dry deserts of the Far South and the legendary Golden Kingdom beyond. In the far east, the den of black-leaves, Baraq-Uqhal, home to pagan Khatulim who think blood upon their claws the greatest virtue. In the West, the wild plains, and the Khaba, where the Wild Hounds still chip stone into blades and sing at the moon each night.
  
  This is a world both young and ancient, well-trodden and yet unexplored. This is Askazi.
  
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  On the Oasis Road, travelling from the Civil Lands to the Far South, a caravan provides ample opportunity for profit... if the Wild Hounds and bandits don't eat you, first.
  
  Relatively few have travelled to the Golden Kingdom of the South, but all have heard tales of the strange beasts and peoples to be found there, and more importantly, the riches.
  
  For your own reasons, you have joined Abjaal Money-Stranger's caravan, no matter that the Khatulim trader has a reputation as unlucky, as his is the last caravan departing the civil lands before the height of summer makes the Oasis Road impossible to travel.
  
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  Okay. Now that I've figured out Storium's mechanics a little better, mainly playing with a focus on figuring out what resources I'll need to put together/provide players with for larger adventures, so, players who have no idea about the setting beyond what's in the custom setting cards are totally welcome, and encouraged to ask questions if necessary.
  
  Players joining mid-stream are liable to be introduced as members of the caravan who have otherwise quietly been on the other side of it for awhile, eating at a different campfire each night, or perhaps someone picked up out of the desert after losing their way or someone abandoned at an oasis by a previous caravan.
  
  The anthropomorphic animal-people of the setting are one of the 'peoples', whom tend to be either one of the Khatulim (feline), Mus (rodent/etc), Cavalo (Equine), Taurus (Bovine/Cervine/etc) or Hounds (canid), though exceptions exist. Regular wildlife are referred to as 'beasts', and exist alongside the peoples, although most people find their beast counterparts unnerving or unpleasant at best.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This thirst is maddening! You MUST do something about it!
conversations.prefix: Thirst:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Abjaal's little cousin found this skull in the sand nearby. 
  
  Perhaps it will be useful.
conversations.prefix: Animal Skull:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There was once an ancient tree in the desert, and its branches grew brittle with innumerable centuries.
  
  These sticks are long dead, but they are also dry, and though they crumble to the touch, strong enough to use a little.
conversations.prefix: Dry Sticks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have come such a long way, only to find yourself forced to wait longer to drink! This is intolerable! Use your anger!
conversations.prefix: Parched and angry.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Learn the ways of the deserts of the Far South, for the deserts are hospitable only to those who make a point of befriending the sand.
conversations.prefix: Desert Wisdom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A few small pieces from the edges of the monument-stone at the mid-desert well.
  
  This is a crude image of an eye.
conversations.prefix: Chipped Heiroglyph Eye:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Explain this to me again. You say the sky _isn't_ inhabited by the sky-people, who carry pots of water on their heads? That the rain is not what they spill, but the water that vanishes when a puddle dries?
conversations.prefix: Be convincing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes a tongue like sand is not a distraction, but a way to help you focus on what really matters.
conversations.prefix: A thirst that must be quenched.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: These footprints were not in the dunes before, were they?
conversations.prefix: Markings in the Sand:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This well is covered by a massive slab of stone, as used to build monuments, and ancient script covers two sides of it - the third side, and the bottom, both seem to be rough-cut, as though the slab were split away from a larger edifice or monument.
conversations.prefix: The Wellstone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The southernmost city of the Civil Lands, once a mighty home of the Taurus, near-ruined by the march of the Kith Athara, and finally rebuilt by the Askathi Kings, Osura is the last stop on the way to the Far South.
conversations.prefix: Osura, Broken-Walled City:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The first and greatest city, the home of the Askathi kings.
conversations.prefix: Suthatis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Travelling at the end of spring, this is one of the last trading caravans that can venture south before the summer's heat is too much to bear.
conversations.prefix: The Late-Season Caravan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: From the Civil Lands to the Golden South, there is only thirst inbetween. To cross the deserts, one must follow the Oasis Road.
conversations.prefix: The Oasis Road:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It is not as though his crops could possibly be worth anything this far South. Why is he not at home? What is he running from?
conversations.prefix: Amareth the Mus Farmer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A squirrel-lordling, one of those who must not touch the ground, for they made a covenant with Alaim in the days of old that they would shun all that is mortal.
conversations.prefix: Askathi Prince:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: He stands head and shoulders above most others. He thinks himself biggest and strongest, but he only bears four burns, each one painted white. He is no champion.
conversations.prefix: Balazazi The Hound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A Khatulim trader in old carpets. He uses bones to make needles, and is always in need of good thread.
  
  His apprentices say he is mad, but apprentices would say such unkind things about their master, wouldn't they?
conversations.prefix: Mejaaq the Trader:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: How dare they! This will not stand.
conversations.prefix: An insult to your honour.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A party of Baraqish Khatulim, blood-thirsty pagans from the heart of the darkest jungles!
conversations.prefix: Baraqish Raiders:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The days are long, and there is little fun to be had.
  
  But it is important to be cheerful, is it not?
conversations.prefix: Boredom.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Even in the desert, bees eke out a life.
conversations.prefix: Desert Bees:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There is no food to be had. Starvation will surely follow.
conversations.prefix: Starvation.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It is a wall. It is very big. So big that the stones must have been lain by the gods themselves... or teams of slaves, perhaps.
conversations.prefix: Wall:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Born to the plains, running as far as your hooves might take you. The civil peoples might prize you as a slave, but in your heart, you are forever free on the immortal green grass.
  
  (Horses and all other equines.)
conversations.prefix: Cavalo:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: From the far south, beyond the oasis road, you were but a legend until recent years. Standing twice the height of all others, your people live near the legendary Golden South.
  
  (Elephants, Rhinos, Giraffes, Lions/big cats, and other extremely large mammals other than bovines.)
conversations.prefix: Giants:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are one of the sons or daughters of Ekoshi, first-wolf, he who walks from horizon to horizon and hurls the sun into the sky. Hunter-born, only flesh will sate your hunger.
  
  (Wolves, Dogs, all canids other than foxes.)
conversations.prefix: Hound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are one of the Kith Athara, guardians of the Askathi kings. A rabbit or hare, you live in monastic surroundings, trained in the ways of battle-without-shedding-blood, for the filth of mortality offends God-Alaim.
conversations.prefix: Kith Athara Brother:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are of the Mus peoples. Yours are the agrarians, those who have learned how to break the soil open and sow life within it. Those who have settled, founding the first cities upon the face of the world.
  
  (Mice, Rabbits, Squirrels, and other similar rodents.)
conversations.prefix: Mus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are more civil than any other, for who else but the Khatulim both speak and clean themselves with their tongues? You are a trader from the northern end of the civil lands, and worship Alaim the one God.
  
  (All small felines.)
conversations.prefix: Civil Khatulim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: From the small to the large, yours are the people who have formed kingdoms since time immemorial, with gold wrapped around horn and antler to serve as crown.
  
  (Cattle, Antelope, Goats, etc.)
conversations.prefix: Taurus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a giant! Twice the height of any other, and stronger than any other.
conversations.prefix: Giant!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Life has been good to you. So good that you expect the world to bend to your every whim, even when this makes you seem a fool.
conversations.prefix: Noble's Viewpoint:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are small, you are weak. No matter how strong your heart, your body fails you.
conversations.prefix: Weak!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The world is a fine place to be, especially if you own as much of it as possible.
  
  Gold helps in this, but without cunning, true wealth will never come within your grasp.
conversations.prefix: Gain Riches:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Alaim loves you best.
conversations.prefix: Favour of God-Alaim.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The old gods smile on you.
conversations.prefix: Favour of the Old Gods.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Life is short, and for the living. Find a way to be joyous!
conversations.prefix: Be merry!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The ancestors lurk over your shoulder, watching your every action.
  
  Do not dishonour them, do not make yourself weak in their eyes, do not court their displeasure.
conversations.prefix: Honour your ancestors:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have lost someone close to you. Honouring their memory is all-important.
conversations.prefix: Lost one:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know who your betters are, and you seek to serve them in all you do.
conversations.prefix: Obedience:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have been wronged.
  Justice must be done, at any cost.
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have no honour. No one thinks well of you, least of all your friends.
conversations.prefix: No Honour:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You smell bad.
  
  Very bad.
  
  Please, for the sake of us all, bathe.
conversations.prefix: Stench:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It was an omen! That bird that flew across the sky, that cloud, that pebble, an omen I tell you!
  
  Pfshah. You are a fool, but your panic is amusing for others to behold.
conversations.prefix: Superstitious:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: For much of your life you have not had enough to eat. Even now, the hunger gnaws at you, clouds your judgement. Where will your next meal come from?
conversations.prefix: Hunger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have lost someone close to you. It fogs your mind, digs into your nightmares, unsettles you when you least expect it. You can do nothing but mourn.
conversations.prefix: Grief:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Calluses are an advantage if you must thresh flax, or break the earth, but at all other times you seem clumsy compared to others.
conversations.prefix: Farmer's Hands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a coward. When pain strikes you, you will cry out, and whimper for your mother.
conversations.prefix: Cowardly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have been ill-blessed. Your tongue is easily tied, and words do not come easily. Walking upon two legs like a person leads you to stumble more often than not.
conversations.prefix: Beastly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are the biggest and the strongest. In a challenge of champion against champion, you will prevail.
  
  (Recommended for Hounds and Taurus.)
conversations.prefix: Biggest and Strongest:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your faith in the god of the civil peoples is unshakeable.
conversations.prefix: Faith in Alaim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your faith in the old Gods of your people is unshakeable.
conversations.prefix: Faith in the Old Gods:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You speak quickly, too quickly for those with smaller minds to truly understand you. This is to the better - if they do not understand that they are being cheated out of their wealth, they cannot complain.
conversations.prefix: Golden-tongue:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are good with a knife. Or, rather, bad with a knife...
  
  Let us say that you are very good at doing bad things with a knife, and leave it at that.
conversations.prefix: Good with a knife:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: All believe you are good to look upon, and justly so. After all, does your mirror not smile back at you?
conversations.prefix: Handsome:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are one of the wild hounds of the Khabaa, those who live in tribes and follow The Old Way. The men are initiated with burns, which mark their state in society, and the women are expected to be wise, cunning mothers.
conversations.prefix: Wild Hound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know many things. It is best no one else knows just how much you know, for the more ignorant they are, the more they will cling to your wisdom.
conversations.prefix: Wise:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have been trained in the way of killing-without-bloodshed by the Kith Athara warmasters. Be quick on your feet, strike true, and draw no blood. You are deadly, and extermely learned in poetry.
  
  (Really only for Kith Athara brethren.)
conversations.prefix: The Kith Athara Way:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Owned by ancient hands and passed down the generations, the strength of this weapon has been proven a thousand times over.
conversations.prefix: Heirloom weapon:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Every Khatulim will purr when presented with such a fine gift as this.
conversations.prefix: Catnip:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have travelled far from your home, and all right-minded people look at you askance, for they do not know what God-Alaim lifted from the mud in order to create you.
  
  (Foxes, weasels, stoats, otters, bears, and various other mammals not otherwise listed.)
conversations.prefix: Strange Folk:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Find a foe and kill them. Your honour demands it! Or, at the very least, bicker like an old hen with them, but make sure they know that they have been put in their place!
conversations.prefix: Vanquish a foe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You come from the distant eastern jungles of Baraq-Uqhur, the den of black leaves, and are a true-blooded Khatulim. You make sacrifices to your ancestors in blood and wine, and know the value of a good knife.
  
  (all small cat/small wild cats)
conversations.prefix: Baraqish Khatulim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have done something terrible, something horrible. You must run from it, and no one must find out.
conversations.prefix: Shamed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You act in accordance with The Old Way, and follow the teachings of the gods of your forefathers. Avoid war, let disagreements  be solved champion against champion. Ensure that your children will honour your memory.
conversations.prefix: The Old Way:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It is not likely within your grasp, but still, you can dream that one day you will be a king among kings, an emperor of all you survey.
conversations.prefix: Grand Dreams:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The known world is so very small, and your legs are tireless.
conversations.prefix: Wanderlust:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You follow the tenets of the Civil Way, and Alaim's faith. Do not shed blood, clean yourself of the filth of mortality, be just, and ensure yourself a place in paradise at Alaim's left hand.
conversations.prefix: God-Alaim's Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You keep your feelings beneath the surface. All hardships are as dust upon the palm - easily looked upon, and just as easily washed away.
conversations.prefix: Stoic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A down on his luck Khatulim trader, who has nevertheless found the coin to mount one last expedition to the Far South.
conversations.prefix: Abjaal Money-Stranger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have acquired treasure of one kind or another. Rare spices, golden jewellery, valuable manuscripts, perhaps even silver-and-gold coins that are pretty to look at.
conversations.prefix: Valued Goods:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One way or another, you can give off the impression that you are as likely to cut off someone's tongue as you are to speak with them.
conversations.prefix: Reputation for violence:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Lies taste good in your mouth. Find an excuse to lie to someone, but do not tell them you are lying, for that would defeat the point.
conversations.prefix: Fib:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have acquired strong armour. Likely leather and copper scaling, heavy padded cloth, or even a bronzework chestpiece, depending on where you got it.
conversations.prefix: Armour:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a fine weapon. Perhaps it is only a small copper knife, or even a stick, perhaps it is a glorious bronze sword, but all the same, it is yours, and you love it.
conversations.prefix: Fine Weapon:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A fine shield, bearing the image of three hares running around its rim, their ears interlocked. Only the most skilled of the Kith Athara may bear a shield like this.
conversations.prefix: Shield of the Kith Athara:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You wish to be champion, to make the champion's boast of 'I am the Biggest and Strongest' and have all who hear it quiver in fear of you.
conversations.prefix: Be the Biggest and Strongest:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is stone, good stone, of the kind that chips easily and flakes well. It can be easily made into any number of useful tools or weapons by one with the knack.
conversations.prefix: Good Stone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bathing is a rare luxury. Very rare, unfortunately. Perhaps others think you smell, or perhaps you are vain. Either way, clean yourself!
conversations.prefix: Bathe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Curses. You have fleas. It is vitally important you find some way to rid yourself of them, or at the very least have a good, long scratch!
conversations.prefix: Fleas!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The past is better than the present. Wallow in nostalgia.
conversations.prefix: Nostalgia:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You wish to make yourself seem better to others. Find some new clothes, perfume, or otherwise make yourself beautiful to behold!
conversations.prefix: New clothes!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is an ancient tree with many dead branches, its bark worn grey with time, so dry that it breaks to kindling with a merest touch. It has been uncovered by the motion of the dunes, and yet seemingly remains rooted in place.
conversations.prefix: Ancient Tree:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are thirsty! There is little water, and the desert burns you.
  
  But what to do about this? First, you must decide.
conversations.prefix: Thirst:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Deep in the deserts of the Far South, as the dunes roll across the land and swallow everything, a gap between two dunes has briefly exposed an ancient well, its stones poking up from the desert sands, steps and stone paths leading away from it swallowed by the dunes.
conversations.prefix: Mid-desert Well:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If only there were a way to get a _little_ water, or prove beyond a doubt that this well has plentiful water...
conversations.prefix: Shortcut:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A few small pieces from the edges of the monument-stone at the mid-desert well.
  
  This is a crude image of a beast-rabbit, laying upon the sand.
conversations.prefix: Chipped Heiroglyph Rabbit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were a skilled hunter for your tribe. You have developed the skills of tracking your prey across the sands and interpreting the signs they leave behind.
conversations.prefix: Hunter: