Lore Of Atridia

= The Lore of Atridia = War, the art of killing or being killed. The dilemma that has afflicted man since his birth. The dilemma that afflicted our ancestors and that afflicts us today, just as, undeterred, it will afflict our children, and their children's children, and so on, in a continuous and perpetual rattle of death and destruction.

War… bringer of death…

War… mother ofAtridia…

Epilogue
-AT THE GATES! BLOCK THE ENTRANCE!-

* ram falls over the door*

-We will die, today we will die, I knew it, I wasn't ready, who made me join the army, I knew it, I knew the day would come, mother I want to return to you...-

* ram continues stronger*

-BLOCK THE ENTRANCE DO NOT LET THEM ENTER-

* ram gets stronger*

-Mother of all, save us from those who attack us, spread the message of peace and prosperity*ram even stronger*spread peace…-

-I'm sick, I'm sick, help, we're going to die, I'm sure that- *vomits*-

* A figure climbs a fence*

-Men, friends, brothers, I am not here to tell you to attack, I am not here to tell you to defend yourselves*ram gets stronger*I'm not here to ask you to defend your city, I'm not here to ask you to defend me. I am here to ask you to defend your families, your children*ram throws himself for the last time*your daughters, your women, the people you love, just as our fathers did, and their fathers' fathers, and even before their fathers. Will we perhaps be the ones who, after generations and generations, will surrender to their enemies? That they will shed blood in vain without ever having tried? Will we be the ones who will be killed without mercy?......*silence reigns supreme among the souls of the soldiers*......Will we be the ones who fail to avenge their ancestors?....*silence*.... NO! WE WILL NOT BE, WE WILL GIVE THANKS TO THOSE WHO SACRIFICED THEMSELVES, TO THOSE WHO FIGHTED, TO THOSE WHO GAVE THEIR LIVES FOR OUR KINGDOM, THOSE WHO LEFT THEIR WIVES WIDOWS, AND THEIR CHILDREN ORPHANS IN THE NAME OF THE HOMELAND.THE BRAVE HAVE FALLEN, THE STRONG HAVE FALLEN, WASN'T THEIR LIFE WORTHY? WHAT WOULD YOU SAY ABOUT THEM? WAS THEIR SACRIFICE PERHAPS USELESS? *no one answers* WELL, MY FRIENDS, THE MOTHER OF ALL IS READY TO RECEIVE OUR SOULS, THE HANDmaids ARE WAITING FOR US, THE SACRED HORSES WILL TAKE US TO HER HOME, WE WILL FIGHT, AND WE WILL DIE KNOWING THAT WE HAVE AVENGED OUR BROTHERS, WHO FALLEN IN BATTLE! AND WE WILL DIE KNOWING WE TRIED! MEN, WHO IS WITH ME?

* the soldiers shout, rejoice, throw their helmets and bang their swords on their shields, to cheer on their leader*

-and then my soldiers*places helmet on head*,see you on the other side...-

* the ram breaks through the door and the enemy soldiers pour into the city*

“ Of these houses

he didn't stay

that some

scrap of wall

Of many

that corresponded to me

he didn't stay

not even that much

But in the heart

no cross is missing

It's my heart

the most tormented country"

The Day After Ragnarok
Day 7navigation, supplies are finished, food is scarce, if we don't find land today we might never see it again...

Day 8 of navigation, still nothing on the horizon, a friend of ours bled to death from the wound of a sea creature, we had to throw away his body to save weight.

Day 9 of navigation, we are increasingly weaker, one of our companions went mad, he asked us to kill him to put an end to his suffering, we didn't do it, he tied his hands and feet and threw himself into the sea...

Day 10 of navigation, all my companions have died of hunger... the blade of my dagger is now getting closer and closer to my heart, suicide is no longer an option, it is a certainty...

Day ?I can't open my eyes, in the dim light I see a figure, the ground beneath me no longer moves, I'm not moving*faints again*

Day ? I finally manage to open my eyes, I'm bandaged up, there's no one with me, I find myself in a tent, I try to move but I can't, all I remember is the cold blade of the dagger penetrating my body, I must have missed the heart, but I don't remember anything else.

Day 17, a stranger approaches and wakes me up with a bucket of cold water

-eheheh, I see that you are alive then. well, will you help me find food today-

-where I am? who are you? where are my men? I do not understand-

- you were asleep for a week, you arrived here with a boat, you attempted suicide but I saved you, I know who you are, the merchants talk about you, you are the head of the city of Zama, you tried to defend, in vain I dare say, your miserable city.*giggles* From the way you look, I can see that it didn't go so well after all."

* stands up and spills a bottle of medicine in the stranger's face*

-BUT ARE YOU MAD?*starts bleeding*I SAVED YOUR LIFE, YOU SHOULD BE…-

* grabs the stranger by the neck*- Do not dare…. never again…. talk about my brothers or my city…. you…. you are not worthy of even pronouncing their names…..-

* points dagger at wounded man*-Trust me, I wouldn't want to create another hole in your body, I think that in addition to the wound you got and the asshole you end up with, it doesn't look too good on you-

* lets go of the stranger and sits back*

* places the bandage on the wound and sits down too*

-Who are you?-

-I? I am just a humble old man, who has spent his life seeking adventure and battle. you can call meTombolino.-

-Where do you come from? Why are you here?-

-I come from distant kingdoms, kingdoms of little importance, which do not deserve to be mentioned, I was kicked out of the city where I lived, and coincidentally as soon as I left those idiots were besieged and killed, but then again what could I expect by a bunch of wimps who are after a lazy and stupid dictator. Anyway, tell me something. I don't know your real name. Would you be so kind as to tell me or do I have to get another bottle in the face?-

-My name is Lord Andrea, head of the city of Agarus, commander of the army…-

-Yes, yes, spare me the string of names and get to the point. You and I do little together, I barely know you but I don't feel like you're in a position to help me much today. The sun is setting, eat something and get better, tomorrow we leave, we will look for other people who can help us, we will create a new settlement, it is the only chance we have to survive.-

* the two do as told and go to sleep*

Day 18, Tombolino and Andrea head towards the woods

-Tombolino: I know a place not too far from here, the other day while you were sleeping I explored and found an abandoned wooden hut, I saw it in the distance, then I had to go back. We'll head in that direction, if we're lucky we'll find someone.

-Andrea: Understood…

* after a few minutes of travel the two reach the hut and decide to go in*

-Tombolino: Mhh, I doubt we'll find anyone, this cabin is more disgusting than my ex-wife, I'd say we can camp here and...

* in a flash what appears to be a soldier throws himself at the two and almost hits Andrea with a slash*

-Unknown: GET AWAY FROM MY HOUSE, I WILL NEVER GIVE UP, EVER!

* Tombolino quickly manages to get behind the stranger and point a dagger to his throat*

-Tombolino: Stop my dear, I don't want to hurt you.-

* The stranger grabs Tombolinoo's arm and throws him to the ground, pointing the sword at his chest*

-Tombolino: Holy fu.....

-Andrea: Stop! We come in peace, we don't want to hurt you! We are looking for citizens for a new settlement. We don't want to attack you!

-Milti: Aaah don't worry, I'm certainly not worried about you, rather I worry about myself and what I could do to you. My name is Milti, I come from a distant land called Eternia, my friends had to run away and unfortunately I did too. But I will never repeat this mistake again, I swore it on my life. I swore it on my daughter's life...-

-Tombolino: Of course I imagine, we will all die thanks to you…-

* Milti kicks Tombolino in the stomach to keep him quiet*

* Tombolino refrains from further comments, perhaps because he didn't want to say anything else, or perhaps because his stomach was simply repositioned in place of his left lung*

-Andrea: I know your pain, I felt it too. All my friends and brothers are dead, my people are gone forever, but one day I'm sure I will join them. I want to avenge them, just as you will avenge your kingdom. We have done enough for today, tomorrow we will leave again, now let's rest.-

Day 19 the three travel to the city of Malryia

-Tombolino: This city is strange, the language they speak is different from ours, I don't like it at all.

-Milti: Already…-

-Andrea: Hey look up there, who is that guy?-

-Tombolino: Ah he must be a builder, they are always at work they never finish, but then I know how they behave, I was one too once.

* The “guy” notices visitors and approaches them*

-Unknown: Welcome! You would be? Maybe you are the new builder recruits that the city masters sent me! Mhh, you don't look like people who know how to build.

-Tombolino: So, first of all, go fuck yourself, secondly we are visitors, we are looking for people to create a settlement with us, we have all had, let's say, not very lucky pasts... would you like to join us?-

-NiccoParde: Well I believe it, if you don't defend your city you will never be able to afford to know how to defend it. My name isNiccoParde, ask me to defend your city and rest assured that not even the inhabitants of Wintergard will be able to overcome my traps without ending up with a spur piercing their belly. However, yes they are yours, these people where I live speak a language that even I struggle to understand. I'll get my stuff and then we can leave.

* NiccoParde hurries and in less than 5 minutes returns with a backpack full of building materials*

-NiccoParde: Ah, I'm not leaving these, they're my materials and no matter what I give them to potential enemies, never trust anyone, it's my first rule. Maybe he could kill me one day*points to Milti*

* Milti looks at him with a serious and perplexed expression*

NiccoParde: You don't talk much, do you? Well perfect! I love when people stay quiet, it helps me build better! You and I will be great friends. Anyway we can leave I would say.

-Andrea: Happy to have you among us!-

-Tombolino: During the trip we will exchange knowledge, from builder to builder, but for now let's move on.-

* the four leave again and in the evening they meet in front of the fire*

* Andrea blows a whistle*

-Tombolino: Sorry to ask… WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS SOUND?!?

-Andrea: It is the call that we in the Zama army use to understand where we are in case of war. If I'm lucky my brothers will hear it, maybe they ran away like me and we will be able to reunite.-

* two figures interrupt the silence by rustling among the leaves of the nearby bushes*

-Unknown: I see you're lucky as usual Andrea, huh?*laughs sarcastically*They made you feel bad, huh?

* Andrea turns and, recognizing the voice, throws herself at the stranger and his friend*

-Andrea: I thought I'd never see you again!embrace the stranger in a friendly way*You're fine I seeFolded. After the enemies besieged Zama I never saw you again, I wasn't able to say goodbye, but I see you're fine! You tooTerror! Luckily you are alive, everyone's mother saved you.

-Terror: What did you expect? We are your best fighters, why shouldn't we be alive? After the war we were captured by a regiment of Tek soldiers, but we managed to escape just before they locked us in a cage, we got into a fight with a guard who freed us after we threatened to kill him. Then obviously we killed her, but those are details, the important thing is to be here.

-Andrea: I present to you, they areTombolino, wise warrior and orator,Milti, noble fighter and king of the kingdom of Eternia andNiccoParde, skilled strategist and builder. Instead they areFolded, chief of the 15th Zama regiment, andTerror, general of the 2nd Zama regiment.

-Tombolino: Our goal is simple, create a new settlement, we are currently in the kingdom of Askaru, in the next few days I will ask for a diplomatic alliance and a plot of land where we can start our city, we will have to find as many inhabitants as possible, having a commercial outlet will be useful for territorial expansion. Let's say I know these things*chuckles and drinks some rum from his pocket*-

-NiccoParde: I'd say perfect! I already have some ideas in mind. We will obviously have to defend ourselves so I will build traps and barricades suited to the geographical positioning of the city.

-Folded: We will need a leader, who knows how to command, and who has humility and knows how to manage a kingdom. I propose to appoint a Caesar among us. Andrea seems like the right person to me, I will vote for him. Whoever is with me say yes.-

* Everyone nods in approval*

-Folded: Excellent, I'm sure he will guide us well, just as he guided the city of Zama.-

* the group toasts and celebrates, and once the sun goes down everyone goes to bed*

The Birth of Atridia
In the following days the city of Atridia was erected, the first houses were built and a senate was elected, made up of skilled and deserving people. Ministers were elected who could make decisions of a political and cultural nature, as well as war obviously. Tombolino concluded legislative treaties with the kingdom of Askaru, Andrea concluded commercial treaties with foreign merchants, in order to favor the increase of resources, NiccoParde, Terror and Milti, with the help of new people and new inhabitants, erected the palace of government.

This was born Atridia, a city founded from the ashes of other cities, founded on the blood of noble people and deserving souls.

' -LONG LIVE ATRIDIA! '