Post by Dunwik on Oct 16, 2021 16:41:59 GMT
In the time just before the Valentine Rebellion, the Dunwikki government had been unusually focused on procuring its cotninued existence from internal threat, terrified of the concept of a Socialist revolt ending their corporate existence. They had funded the military, reallocated their small tax earnings to systems meant to glamorize and perpetuate the Dunwikki state, and dug in against any threat. Even their interference in the Rebellion was not out of the goodness of their heart, but as a means to gather crucial information in war. But, in many ways, life is like chess, and as they hardened themselves against one potentially destabilizing force, they opened themselves to another.
It began in the soldiers from Duom Asderordia recounting their grisly tales, freely mixing fact and fiction, oftentimes confusing multiple different peoples for others. The Salader became the "Sadalen of Duom" and the Sheenish were mistaken often for other Dunwikki units. Embellishment, exaggeration, and fabrication ran rampant, but even those few totally honest veterans told shocking, bloodcurdling stories of gruesome knife fights in jungles, human sacrifices, and all matter of warped and disturbing customs that echoed the eerie, frozen Lengans in their awful temples in the mountains.
With the spread of "Duom Sickness" first believed to be a foreign pathologic agent, then revealed to be the result of contamination of foreign grains, calls began to spread from the middle class first, then the lower class: to turn away from this world of barbarians and ensure only good, Dunwikki industry existed. The Cog and Nail was their flag, leading to confused brawls in the streets between men waving the same banners for different causes. But more confusingly, second after only the Heelish, the Dunwikki stumbled across an idea that could tear the world apart.
The Dunwikki were proud to be Dunwikki. Not just shrewd merchants, tireless workers, ambitious engineers, and brilliant scientists, increasingly they began to see themselves as a unique and exceptional people - and that it was their mission to ensure the fires of Dunwikki industry would never be extinguished.
It began in the soldiers from Duom Asderordia recounting their grisly tales, freely mixing fact and fiction, oftentimes confusing multiple different peoples for others. The Salader became the "Sadalen of Duom" and the Sheenish were mistaken often for other Dunwikki units. Embellishment, exaggeration, and fabrication ran rampant, but even those few totally honest veterans told shocking, bloodcurdling stories of gruesome knife fights in jungles, human sacrifices, and all matter of warped and disturbing customs that echoed the eerie, frozen Lengans in their awful temples in the mountains.
With the spread of "Duom Sickness" first believed to be a foreign pathologic agent, then revealed to be the result of contamination of foreign grains, calls began to spread from the middle class first, then the lower class: to turn away from this world of barbarians and ensure only good, Dunwikki industry existed. The Cog and Nail was their flag, leading to confused brawls in the streets between men waving the same banners for different causes. But more confusingly, second after only the Heelish, the Dunwikki stumbled across an idea that could tear the world apart.
The Dunwikki were proud to be Dunwikki. Not just shrewd merchants, tireless workers, ambitious engineers, and brilliant scientists, increasingly they began to see themselves as a unique and exceptional people - and that it was their mission to ensure the fires of Dunwikki industry would never be extinguished.