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A history of Mallic's Kingdom
You humans know nothing.  
You are the latest of many races to come to this world – brought here by the parasitic elves who were invaders from another realm.  Brought here to fight their wars and serve their interests – you were to be their puppets.  But you did pull a fast one – is that how you say it?  “pull a fast one” to play a trick or confidence game?  Beside the point – they are gone and good riddance to them.  May they forever rot in what ever eternal damnation they richly deserve.  
Our hatred of the elves is that of children long abused and abandoned by their parents.  Only the priests of Nomog-Geaya and a few scholars know the truth of our origins.  For reasons of their own, the elves mixed their blood with that of goblins.  But they deemed the offspring – our ancestors – hideous and deformed.  So they drove their creation to the wasted west beyond their verdant lands.
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Relations with the Hobgoblins
The colony of Cartago is an island in a sea of wilderness.  To the north are lands that are claimed by the Jutes but have never been colonized by humans – the lands are the home of orcs, giants, giant-kin and goblinoids of every description as well as strange beasts that are impossible to describe.  To the west and the south is the newly recognized hobgoblin kingdom.  The fact that Cartago sits at the mouth of the largest and most navigable river in the Hobgoblin kingdom means that it is a gateway into the heart of their lands.  It is a gateway, many believe, that they mean to control by any means.
The treaty of Gweara signed in 426, which recognized the existence of Mallic’s Law (as the Hobgoblin’s Kingdom is known) granted the lands south of the Tiber River to the Hobgoblins.  The Jutes turned over the lands from the Tiber River in the north, to the northern border of the Duchies of Yvain and Lionel to the hobgoblins in return for their help
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Cartago Society
The colonists who first came to this land were largely former infantry soldiers, marines, and sailors who had earned a farm after a 5 to 10 year enlistment with the Duke’s armies.  Due to the proximity of the Hobgoblin Kingdom, they retain their rank and their weapons.  At any given time the colony can call up a body of 1000 trained soldiers to its defense.  Each of the hamlets can shelter several time’s it normal population in the event of a raid by goblinoids.  Many believe that it is this readiness to fight that keeps the hobgoblins at bay.  The colonists consider it necessary that every boy learn the basics of fighting as soon as they can raise a sword.  A common coming of age present for a boy is a good short bow and nearly every groom gets a good long spear and shield from his father and father-in-law (respectively) on his wedding day.  Girls are trained at the art of slings, short bows and quarterstaffs from a similar age.  
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The History of Cartago
Cartago was the northern most city in the Pax Humanity (the old unified empire).  It was also the center of the Order of Hermes – where the Grand Council met three times a century to set policy for the Order.  Each of the 12 houses of the Order had members in the area, most held individual estates in a manorial system (a manor house, a small village, etc.).  There was one full Covenant located in the high hills just south of the city hidden from mundanes.  Today its location has been lost even to surviving members of the Order.  During the wars that followed the collapse of the Empire, the city was abandoned.  For over 400 years the remains of this once great city decaying and forgotten.  
Enter Duke Bernard Galeshin of the Ducal Alliance. The Duke’s land consists of a few very crowded islands resting in the Inner Sea.  The Duke was looking for unclaimed land to which to settle people and to add to his realm.  The mouth of the Ti
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Jutelander deities
While I'm usually keeping things here game mechanic free, I'm running this world w/ the Pathfinder system for now.  It was originally designed with D&D 3.0 / 3.5 in mind with a heavy influence by Ars Magica 4.0.  
For the Jutelands, I'm borrowing a list of deities that I found on a Pazio message board - at least until I can find or create something better.  
Aengus (god of love and beauty): Charm, Luck, Trickery
Arawn (god of the dead): Darkness, Death, Repose
Brigid (goddess of smithing and healing): Artifice, Fire, Healing
Cernunnos (god of wildlife and the wilderness): Animal, Plant, Strength
Dagda (god of agriculture and weather): Earth, Plant, Protection, Weather
Diancecht (god of healing): Community, Healing, Protection
Epona (goddess of horses and travel): Animal, Liberation, Travel
Lugh (god of the sun and the sky): Air, Sun, Weather
Manannan Mac Lir (god of the sea and all the animals of the sea): Animal, Water, Weather
Morrigan (goddess of war): Chaos, Destruct
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The Northern Orc
The northern orc is serious blight on the Northern Freeholds and the northern and western Jutelands, these savage creatures a bit larger, a bit more ferocious, and savage than their southern cousins.  They are usually between 6 and 7 feet tall and 3 – 4  feet wide at the shoulder (1/2 foot taller than southern orc and ) and at a minimum 2 ft shoulder to shoulder (largest modern bodybuilder on record is 26” shoulder to shoulder w/ the human average being 18 inches).  
Unlike their southern cousins, these orcs spend much more of their time above ground and have no ill side effects from normal sunlight.  Their eyes have no white to them but are a single color with a pupil.  The eye color ranges from a golden yellow to a deep red with an orangish tint being the most common.  Above the eyes is a pronounced brow ridge (similar to a Neanderthal’s).   Their skin coloration often matches their environment to some extent – this gives the
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Patria Prophecy
Forest Sisters and Earth Brothers no more
Setting Sun sickness and death
Perfidious child men
Bringers of death to the Light
Light extinguished
Moment of Hope slain by Luck
Long Night
Promise of Light
Earth Brothers reborn
Light takes Form
Forest Sisters return
Light Manifests
Darkness Returns
Vanquished For All Time
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Jutelander Major Towns
Each of the 12 towns touched on below with some information players will have available for the asking.  More detailed information will be made available when the PCs visit the respective towns or make a concerted effort to learn about the towns in question.  Only about 1% of the population actually lives in the major cities – the rest live in small villages and hamlets that surround the larger towns.  
Austhorp:  
With a population of nearly 15,000, Austhorp is the largest town in the Jutelands and can be honestly called a city rather than a town.  Despite its large size, it does not have as much farm land round it as the other towns but rather most of its population is supported by the large iron mine in the hills west and south of the city.  Smelters turn the ore to trade bars and a growing number of craftsmen make this town their home.  
Ottershaw:  
Nearly 7,000 people make Ottershaw their home.  Primarily a river port town, trade
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Jutelander Society
Social Classes.  The Jutelanders are far less class conscious than their neighbors to the south are.  This is not to say that a lowly churl can insult the king and get away with it, but that same churl won’t be killed for his insolent behavior.  The Jutelanders recognize several distinct classes with mobility between the classes, both up and down, based on one’s actions and the actions of one’s family.
The lowest of the society is the slave.  There are three ways people come to be slaves, a) they are born into it, b) they commit a serious but not capital crime, or c) they fall deeply into debt and have no way of paying their debts save though their labor.  A slave can be freed through the will of his owner or by paying off his debt.  Those who are criminals are slaves for the rest of their lives and a brand is placed upon their forehead to insure that everyone knows their status.    
Far above the Slave is the Churl.  These
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Juteland History as told by Gyrth Jerbiton
In the time before memory an evil king drove our ancestors from the land of Angels.  We sailed away seeking a new home in the Land of the Grapes or the Green Land – at worse we would make a home in the Land of Ice.  But in any case we would be far from the evil king that had invaded our land, killed our king, and demanded that we be enrolled in his great book of Doom.  
In midst of our journey, the álfar appeared and offered our fleet sanctuary in a new land far from any evil kings if we would fight for them against a great evil that they could not hope to defeat without our help.   After much debate we agreed and we followed them to the lands of the southern coast of the Middle Sea.  We were greeted by old Romans and some of their wizards who promised us help getting settled.  They had set up a kingdom to the south of the Lesser Alps as they called the mountains just to the south of what was to be our lands.  We exchanged oaths of friendsh
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Nations Of Patria
A brief summary of the Lands of Patria
About 1,500 years ago, Elves brought the first humans to Patria to serve as their foot soldiers in a prophesied war against a demonic led humanoid horde.  Just over 400 years ago, that war happened.  A great plague preceded the Horde.  Between the plague and the war, the Elves and Dwarves were destroyed as independent powers and what few survivors hide in small enclaves far from any other civilizations. Prior to the plague the humans had organized themselves into a Roman style empire – a core empire with a number of smaller client states around the edges.  For 1000 years or so the human emperors had ruled in general prosperity (while allowing and profiting from slavery of non-humans and those humans who were deemed ‘troublemakers’).  The plague killed about 40% of the humans and their entire imperial line of succession.  Humans fractured into a number of kingdoms – some groups moving to previou
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History of Patria
    Patria has seen several races come from other worlds – usually in mass migrations and there are few if any native races left on Patria.  It is believed that six legged reptilians were the first races and perhaps even the only truly native races.  Dragons of all types represent the original native sentient race.  Races that derived from that stock – like ‘lizardfolk’ and kobolds – have lost two of their limbs either through natural selection or magical alteration as four limbed races and life became more common.  What is known for certainty is that humans, elves, halflings (Kareena) and gnomes (Chergari) were imported from other worlds.  The good dragons brought the elves to Patria so far in the past that even the immortal elves have only the vaguest of memories of the event.  The elves in turn imported the Chergari and the Kareena before they imported the humans as part of their plan to find allies against the pr
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Chapter 1 -- Discovery
Undisclosed U.S. Army Mountain Wilderness training reserve.  Present Day.
The snow was still thick on the ground this early in spring.  It would be a good obstacle for trainees just up from their bases in Louisiana and Arizona.  Shaking his head at the quality of trainees today, he wondered if his sergeants said the same thing twenty-nine years ago when he was the new croot, he scanned the valley below through the thick evergreens.  Probably so.  29 years later – since the day after the tower’s fell – he had been everywhere – Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria, Iraq, Philippines, Germany, Italy, Turkey,  just about every corner of globe where some religious nut was trying to kill everyone who dissented  over some extremely obscure interpretation some books written thousands of years before.  
Retirement in just under a year really sounded good as he thought he saw some sunlight reflect off of something metallic on the far side of th
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Journey to the Homeland
Darkest Hour
Earth Brothers final night
Hope Awakens
Birth of the stone brothers
---ancient dwarven prophesy.  
With the coming of the Horde, it is certainly the darkest hour for the dwarven race.  All but one stronghold has fallen to the vast tidal wave of goblinoids lead by demonic officers.  The last desperate hope of the dwarven people rests in the hands of four young but carefully trained dwarves.  A fighter, a cleric, a scout/trap master, and an Underearth ranger have been selected to carry the Hammer of Moradin – a smith’s hammer of incredible age and holiness – to the lands where the dwarves were first created by Moradin.  Deep in the homeland, beneath the seven Mountains of Virtue, rests the Origin Forge.  It was upon this ancient and most sacred site that Moradin forged the first dwarves.  The group must extract raw ore from each of the mountains of virtue, smelt it into raw iron, and forge an iron statue of a dwarf.  
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Nostra Patria Geography
Geography –
Patria is an Earth sized world with Terran standard seasons and years.  The majority of my development so far has been on the eastern one third of a Eurasian sized land mass that dominates the northern hemisphere.  In the vast ocean on the other side of the northern hemisphere is a large archipelago of islands.  Aside from being an area untouched by the Plague and Horde Wars (see below) and thus being about 400 years ahead in technology, this area has not been explored or developed – even the size of the archipelago and whether it is one or several is completely open for development.  These islands are completely unknown to those living on the main landmass – whether the reverse is true is yet to be determined.  
The Southern hemisphere is – at this point and subject to revision – a vast ocean dominated by a massive super storm that circles the planet every twenty years or so.  I am still pondering this idea and ha
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Nostra Patria Introduction
Welcome to Nortra Patria
I have been playing Dungeons and Dragons off and on since 1987 when a neighbor introduced me to AD&D 1st Edition.  I have always been draw to the historic nitty-gritty of low magic worlds and every published world I have found seems to emphasize the high fantasy / mega-magic style of play.  WOC’s decision to create the Open Gaming License for the D20 system in 2000 saw an explosion of creativity.  I decided to try my hand at creating my own low fantasy / historically based (sort of) fantasy world for D&D 3.0/3.5.
After a couple years of playing, I realized that the task of creating a semi-historic fantasy world was more than one person could realistically do alone (if they wanted a life and a bit of sanity).  I shelved the project for over a decade while I returned to finish a college education and complete law school.  Now with my academic life behind me, it is time to take an old project off the shelf and make another attempt. &
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You humans know nothing.  

You are the latest of many races to come to this world – brought here by the parasitic elves who were invaders from another realm.  Brought here to fight their wars and serve their interests – you were to be their puppets.  But you did pull a fast one – is that how you say it?  “pull a fast one” to play a trick or confidence game?  Beside the point – they are gone and good riddance to them.  May they forever rot in what ever eternal damnation they richly deserve.  

Our hatred of the elves is that of children long abused and abandoned by their parents.  Only the priests of Nomog-Geaya and a few scholars know the truth of our origins.  For reasons of their own, the elves mixed their blood with that of goblins.  But they deemed the offspring – our ancestors – hideous and deformed.  So they drove their creation to the wasted west beyond their verdant lands.   But we survived and grew stronger in the harsh lands devastated by the War of the Gods.  It was in those early years in which Nomog-Geaya came to us and taught us to respect authority and prepare for the day in which we would claim the Elvin lands as our birthright.  

When Asadon came to lead all those who had a reason to hate the elves, dwarves, and all those who served those justly hated races, Nomog-Geaya blessed the struggle – but warned that we should not blindly follow Asadon for it was a being of chaos and we are beings of order (no army can function w/o good logistics and proper discipline in the ranks after all).  With the Great Cleansing moving ahead of our people, we began the process of claiming our birthright.  Our bastard parents fought with great cunning and earned much honor as we burned each of their cities and cleansed the taint of their betrayal from the face of our world.  

Our struggle against the elves was justified by their abandonment and their subsequent actions against our people.  But the Dwarves were only their allies.  We had no – and still have no – abiding quarrel with them.  They were a skilled and honorable foe.  But Asadon had no desire for honor.  It ordered the slaughter of any dwarf who surrendered or had been taken captive.  Nomog-Geaya protested and threatened to withdraw but Asadon would not be persuaded.  Some of the other gods sought to mediate the conflict while the war with the dwarves proceeded.  But Nomog-Geaya was right in that those who are wounded in honorable conflict and are unable to fight anymore, as well as those who can not fight in the first place, deserve the protection of all honorable warriors.  And Asadon had no honor – even infants in swaddling cloths were to be sacrificed on its altars or burned alive for its glory.  
At last Nomog-Geaya could take no more.  We withdrew from the war with the dwarves and began to prepare for the war with the remains of the elf slaves – your people, the Kareena, and the Chergari.  We held funeral rites and sung praises for the dwarves and named them to their gods when we heard that their last stronghold had fallen.  A truly great race – a noble and honorable race – disappeared from the world that day.  

But we had promised to wage the struggle until the last taints of Elvinkind had been abolished from the world – and that meant that your people had to be driven from the Serpent Lands.  The Great Cleansing had already destroyed your God-King and his bloodline and you were busy fighting among yourselves when we came upon you.  We expected an easy victory.  But we were surprised.  That Which Can Not Be Named raised a warrior king to unite your people and the Paladin Nestor gave battle to us and our allies.  We found in him a dwarf soul – almost as good as a hobgoblin soul.  We came to respect his ability to strike were we least expected it.  At first he only nipped at the combined armies.  But those attacks angered Asadon greatly and it kept falling for Nestor’s traps.  

Meanwhile your people united and rallied.  Again we were surprised by your resilience.  No tribe not strengthen by the God’s Blight has ever proven to be such a resilient foe.  You should take pride in that.  It is a high honor.  

In a particularly bold move, your leader Nestor let it be known that he would challenge Asadon to a duel.  Nomog-Geaya demanded that Asadon accept the challenge.  Asadon refused claiming it was the move of a desperate and soon to be defeated foe.  But those who followed Asadon suffered defeat after defeat as we tried to trap the human army.  Each time we thought we had your people cornered; it turned out to be an ambush.  Most frustrating – and annoying – which are another two traits you humans seem to have mastered – being extremely frustrating and annoying.  Your mastery of crafting alcoholic drinks – from wine to mead and even some beers and ales – is good enough put up with your other less desirable traits – most of the time.  

But I digress again.  

At last, after several stinging defeats other gods were willing to side with Nomog-Geaya and began clamoring that the cowardly Asadon to face the human warrior in single combat.  But after a particularly bad defeat in one of Nestor’s many traps, Nomog-Geaya and his people had endured enough.  He directed the great clan chiefs to lead his people to a land far from you pesky humans.  Most hobgoblins returned to the Elvin lands and we wish our distant cousins well but some followed Kodan-T’Lak the grand sire of Mallic.  Kodan-T’Lak with the advice of the Priest Larg Sar-Nach lead his tribe north and east to the shadow of the birth place of the dwarves.  And at the gateway to that long abandoned realm we made our home.  

Kodan-T’Lak had many sons from many wives – as was befitting of a great king.  But when Kodan-T’Lak died, his sons and generals quarreled and we broke into several tribes each claiming to be the rightful inheritor of T’Lak.  Each tribe claimed territory for itself and we fought and struggled.  The sons Larg Sar-Nach were few and did not partake in the fighting.  Instead they combined the magic given from Nomog-Geaya with arcane secrets taken from the Elves as we punished them for their betrayal.  And so the smallest clan became the most feared clan.  

Several generations passed and no tribe or clan could united all of us behind a single leader.  Each time one leader seemed to be ready to seize the title Imperator – General of Generals – the clan of Sar-Nach opposed it.  Sometimes the clan used its divination magics to prove the contender was not a true child of Kodan T’Lak.  Sometimes the clan would use darker magics to cause the death of the contender.  Only twice did the clan actually break its history of not joining the struggle for leadership.  

Once, several generations ago, one claimant made a pack with demons and devils to bring back the worship of Asadon.  The claimant united the tribes as never before – and in a manner he least expected – in a war to destroy him.  His name – Mag’howl survives only as something one calls a traitor to all things hobgoblin.  

20 years ago, T’Lak Mallic rose from being a common soldier to being the leader of his clan by rite of combat.  He started, as we all do, as a child in the barracks.  Through strength of will, cunning tactics, persuasion, and when needed shocking levels of violence that stunned even the hardest of warriors, he built a following that led him to first claim himself leader of his clan – Rixan.  But he was not done.  In a series of campaigns he subdued several other tribes and soon earned the  blessings of all the priests of Nomog-Geaya from almost in every tribe.  With that blessing he claimed the title Imperator.  But the clan of Sar-Nach stood in opposition.  

No one knows why clan Sar-Nach opposed his rise.  Some claim it was jealousy, some say they were warped by their own long history of using Elvin magics, some say that they wanted the wars to continue so that we would never weaken, some say many things.  For whatever reason, they decided to take the field against Mallic – who had claimed his blood name T’Lak when he had been blessed by the Priests of Nomog-Geaya.  They came at him with assassins and wielders of arcane Elvin magics.  Meanwhile they schemed with others who were opposed to T’Lak Mallic’s claim to field an army of malcontents and rebels.  In the end, they were destroyed and all those who were old enough to have been inducted into their arcane ways put to death.  It was a sad event – to see the son of our greatest hero and leader be forced to put to death the children of our greatest and wisest advisor but rebellion has no other price.

Now we claim all lands that our people rightly inhabit – from the river Vilaine to the north, to the river Tirso in the south.  But to be fair, most lands between the rivers Tarns and Tirso remain disloyal.  And that is why we are not interested in ejecting you from our lands at the mouth of the Tiber.  We have more important – how do you say, ‘fish to fry’?   But the time will come in which you will have to swear allegiance to T’Lak Mallic if you wish to retain these lands.  And we will welcome you into our kingdom when that day comes – you will be granted all the lands and property you currently work free and clear – we recognize that those who sweat on the land should own it free and clear.  This is especially true of those who claim it from wilderness and build families on the land.  A people rooted in the land make for a strong kingdom.  And while you humans are extremely annoying and frustrating at times, once you are fully assimilated into our kingdom you will be a welcome strength that the line of Kodan T’Lak via T’Lak Mallic will be able to depend on for all time.  

With that I bid my scribe to go get some lunch and some of that fine Freeholder Mead I’ve learned to appreciate so much.  Good day, good farming, and many strong children to carry you through your last years good sir.
The colony of Cartago is an island in a sea of wilderness.  To the north are lands that are claimed by the Jutes but have never been colonized by humans – the lands are the home of orcs, giants, giant-kin and goblinoids of every description as well as strange beasts that are impossible to describe.  To the west and the south is the newly recognized hobgoblin kingdom.  The fact that Cartago sits at the mouth of the largest and most navigable river in the Hobgoblin kingdom means that it is a gateway into the heart of their lands.  It is a gateway, many believe, that they mean to control by any means.

The treaty of Gweara signed in 426, which recognized the existence of Mallic’s Law (as the Hobgoblin’s Kingdom is known) granted the lands south of the Tiber River to the Hobgoblins.  The Jutes turned over the lands from the Tiber River in the north, to the northern border of the Duchies of Yvain and Lionel to the hobgoblins in return for their help in repulsing the invasion by the Duke of Gareth.  Needless to say, Duke Galeshin was not one of the signatories for this treaty and does not recognize the Hobgoblin’s claim to “all lands drained by the Tiber River.”  

The Jutelanders, considering the five-year-old colony nothing more than a group of squatters, are content to let the Hobgoblins and the Ducal Alliance argue over the colony.  They recognized that they will be unable to settle the land for some time and King Alfred seems to believe that giving two potential enemies something to argue over is not the worst idea.

King Mallic first demanded that the colony submit to his authority.  It’s ready willingness to defend itself and threats by the Dukes Yvain and Lionel to come to the aid of Duke Galeshin in defending the colony forced Mallic to back down.  After negotiations that nearly broke down several times, the three Dukes managed to come to an agreement with Mallic over a boundary between the colony and his kingdom.  

In the two years since the boundary was drawn, no small number of “criminals” have been expelled westward from the hobgoblin kingdom.  It is suspected that King Mallic is either looking for ways around the settlement or fractions within his kingdom are attempting to undermine the agreement by using these “criminals” to attack the colony.  Raids by these brigands occur often enough for Duke Galeshin to order that all colonists learn basic fighting skills and that all men are to own a spear and shield at the very least.  This is contrary to the normal practice in the Ducal Alliance where only the nobles may own weapons of war.

The largest raids consist of about 30 some odd orcs or goblins that have banded together.  Usually they have a wide assortment of weapons and armor.  The fact that their equipment is usually very shoddy and their best armor is hide lends credibility to Mallic’s contention that these are exiles that are acting without his consent.  The fact that he does not attempt to find solution other than exile to the problem of beings that are not content to live under his rule supports the idea that Mallic is either behind the raids to some extent, trying to find a use for them, or at the best turning a blind eye to a problem.  So far there is not enough evidence to convince Dukes Yvain and Lionel to take a firmer stand with King Mallic.  

King Mallic has stated that any human traveling into his kingdom, save for pre-arraigned ambassadors, travel at their own risk.  To this date, no one who has gone into the hobgoblin lands has ever returned to talk about what the lands are like.  When the humans need to talk to King Mallic, a messenger is sent to the boarder where Mallic maintains a small garrison.  The messenger then waits at the post for Mallic’s reply.  No ships are allowed to travel up river although small barges come down river to trade from time to time.  Should Mallic want or need to talk to the humans, an ambassador is sent with a company of hobgoblins.  

While it is irritating for the colonists to have to deal with the Hobgoblin’s arrogance, they understand that if Mallic wished it, he could crush the colony by surprise attack before the Ducal Alliance could prevent it.  Wither the Alliance could destroy him in response is anyone’s guess.  The colonists have no desire to find out the hard way so they deal with his arrogance for now.  The colony leaders know that the colony is growing and with luck, good harvests and plenty of immigrants, the colony will be, in a decade or so, be able to defend itself against the hobgoblin army should fighting break out.  They know that Mallic is aware of the colony’s growth but they have no idea what he will do next.  

While Duke Galeshin controls the seas and Dukes Yvain and Lionel threaten his southern flank, an uneasy peace rests over this area.  Everyone knows that it would not take much to shatter that peace.
The colonists who first came to this land were largely former infantry soldiers, marines, and sailors who had earned a farm after a 5 to 10 year enlistment with the Duke’s armies.  Due to the proximity of the Hobgoblin Kingdom, they retain their rank and their weapons.  At any given time the colony can call up a body of 1000 trained soldiers to its defense.  Each of the hamlets can shelter several time’s it normal population in the event of a raid by goblinoids.  Many believe that it is this readiness to fight that keeps the hobgoblins at bay.  The colonists consider it necessary that every boy learn the basics of fighting as soon as they can raise a sword.  A common coming of age present for a boy is a good short bow and nearly every groom gets a good long spear and shield from his father and father-in-law (respectively) on his wedding day.  Girls are trained at the art of slings, short bows and quarterstaffs from a similar age.  

Most of the colonists are small landholders who treasure their independence.  Nearly all of the colonists first came to the colony as new couples looking to start homes and raise families.  A standard tax of 5% is levied against all landholders to pay for costs such as rebuilding the walls of Cartago and for providing for a common storehouse at all hamlets that people can draw from in times of bad harvests or other ill fortune.  This tax is often taken in grain or dried rations.  Coin is accepted if it is available.  Each adult male is expected to provide two weeks service a year standing guard for the city or for his nearest hamlet at his discretion.  Should a woman choose to take up a craft other than home and hearth, then she would likewise have to offer up the two weeks a year in service to the community.  

The typical farm is grows mostly grain with a couple heads of cattle to provide milk and cheese.  Hogs are marked with various ear cuts and brands and left to run wild.  This marking prevents accidental killing, or at least provides for compensation if person’s animal is slain.  Sheep are not raised in this area as they compete with the cattle for the small stretches of open grazing that is available.  Many men spend their time away from the fields hunting for game.  Now with Spring of 428 just around the corner, the colony can grow enough food to support itself, craftsmen in the town proper, and export enough to resupply trading ships that dock at the town with increasing frequency.  Increasingly farmers are starting to plant cash crops for export.  Most of these are fruits that can be preserved or dried for long distance shipping but also tobacco, cannabis, and opium are starting to appear.

In the Spring of 427, 4 landowners north of the river have hired “Adeligers” to come and work for them. Adeligers are people who can not pay but will work off their passage.  An “Adeligers” works for the person who purchased their passage for 2 – 7 years after which they are entitled to either a small amount of coin or the tools they need to set up a farm of their own.  The three farmers have brought in nearly 100 males to work their fields to the north of the river.  Word has it that these Adeligers are little better than slaves.  The use of Adeliger-labor is being debated by the farmers in the south who see the advantage of a helping pair of hands but at the same time fear what will happen when these Adeligers end their term of service and have no wives to settle down with.  

As noted above nearly all the people who immigrate to this land come as families.  Many of them have children ranging from infants to young adults getting ready to strike out on their own.  These new immigrants quickly adapt the common ideas of everyone defending each other.  While attacks on hamlets are rare, raids by exiled goblinoids on individual farms are still common enough for everyone to eagerly learn basic weapon skills as soon as they arrive in the colony.
Cartago was the northern most city in the Pax Humanity (the old unified empire).  It was also the center of the Order of Hermes – where the Grand Council met three times a century to set policy for the Order.  Each of the 12 houses of the Order had members in the area, most held individual estates in a manorial system (a manor house, a small village, etc.).  There was one full Covenant located in the high hills just south of the city hidden from mundanes.  Today its location has been lost even to surviving members of the Order.  During the wars that followed the collapse of the Empire, the city was abandoned.  For over 400 years the remains of this once great city decaying and forgotten.  

Enter Duke Bernard Galeshin of the Ducal Alliance. The Duke’s land consists of a few very crowded islands resting in the Inner Sea.  The Duke was looking for unclaimed land to which to settle people and to add to his realm.  The mouth of the Tiber River seemed like a good place.  The Tiber empties into the Eastern Sea far north of any lands claimed by the Ducal Alliance members and the Jutes have little if any presence on the coasts of the lands they claim.  Seven years ago, in Secundum Pestis 421, Duke Bernard Galeshin sent a team of adventurers to see if anything of value could be found on this distant coast.  

The team found the walls of the city where in better shape than they had expected and after dealing with a tribe of hobgoblins that had made the ruins their home, the group leader, Tedrin, sent word that the lands were good and that the Duke could start sending people.  The Duke offered the adventurers titles and the land, but instead they took gold and set off to find other adventure further up the Tiber River.  They have not been heard from since.  

Within the first year, the Duke had recruited over 500 families, mostly soldiers who had served out their 5-year enlistment, to rebuild the town and to begin farming the land.  By the winter of Secundum Pestis 422, less than a year from when the first colonists had set foot in the ruins, a small town had been built within the ruined walls.  The former soldiers quickly erected a palisade that stands to this day.  Work continues at a much slower pace at restoring the old stone walls that once surrounded the city.   Most of the stone for this wall comes from a large number of abandoned Imperial era buildings – many of them in surprising good shape after centuries of neglect.

By the winter of 423, people were starting to settle in small hamlets further away from the town and the town’s population dropped to just over a couple hundred people.  These people made their living by greeting new colonists and setting them up with tools they would need to carve homes for themselves out of the wilderness.  

In the Spring of 424, fear swept the colony as a large hobgoblin host appeared marching up the river towards the town.  All settlers quickly flocked to the town and lay in as many supplies as they could, fearing a long siege.  The hobgoblins initially demanded that the colony submit to their kingdom since it was built on their land.  After a great deal of haggling over details, the current boundary between the kingdom of the hobgoblins and the human colony was established and Duke Galeshin recognized the hobgoblin kingdom as a legitimate nation.  Since that time, the only problem the colony has had with the hobgoblins is their tendency to drive their undesirables out of their lands into the colony.  

During the late spring of 424, a single trading ship from the Freeholders stopped off and traded some of their products for some of the colonies.  By the end of that trade season, Cartago, as the colony had named itself, was a fixed point on the Freeholders’ southbound trade routes.  The Freeholder often stop to resupply their ships in trade for some wool or other goods they usually ship further south.  

The Spring of 425 saw the town of Cartago boasting a population of over 600 families, mostly craftsmen who moved to this land to trade with the Freeholders or with the new farmers.  Some 1500 families live in the lands beyond the town in 20 small hamlets.  Each hamlet is of similar make, a large stockade surrounding homes and cattle pins with farmland around that.  People talk of linking each of the hamlets by a road in the near future, but that is only talk, for now the only link between the stockades are forest tracks and a single cart-wide path to Cartago where the farmers sell their extra food to trade ships passing by.  

As we end the winter of 427 and look with hope on 428, the future is for the colony to create for itself.  With new colonists coming and setting up homes further and further from the fortified hamlets, there will be a need to clean out the ruins that dot the country side.  Since advancement west and south is blocked by the hobgoblin kingdom, explorers will have to be sent northward in to the lands that never been explored by humans.  Who know what lies there waiting to be awakened?
While I'm usually keeping things here game mechanic free, I'm running this world w/ the Pathfinder system for now.  It was originally designed with D&D 3.0 / 3.5 in mind with a heavy influence by Ars Magica 4.0.  

For the Jutelands, I'm borrowing a list of deities that I found on a Pazio message board - at least until I can find or create something better.  

Aengus (god of love and beauty): Charm, Luck, Trickery
Arawn (god of the dead): Darkness, Death, Repose
Brigid (goddess of smithing and healing): Artifice, Fire, Healing
Cernunnos (god of wildlife and the wilderness): Animal, Plant, Strength
Dagda (god of agriculture and weather): Earth, Plant, Protection, Weather
Diancecht (god of healing): Community, Healing, Protection
Epona (goddess of horses and travel): Animal, Liberation, Travel
Lugh (god of the sun and the sky): Air, Sun, Weather
Manannan Mac Lir (god of the sea and all the animals of the sea): Animal, Water, Weather
Morrigan (goddess of war): Chaos, Destruction, Strength, War
Nuada (god of kingship and justice): Glory, Law, Nobility, War
Ogma (god of magic and wisdom): Charm, Knowledge, Magic, Rune

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