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Chapter 3 by SlitheringBaconChild SlitheringBaconChild

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Lympshamian Empire

Despite a dozen regime changes and rebrandings, the Empire has considered itself the apex of nations for over a millennia. With layers upon layers of walls around their capital, no attack from without has ever conquered the Empire. That fact was useless against the reality of revolution; a **** separation by the Nansharma family reduced the great empire’s holdings by two-thirds. They were only halted from destroying the Empire by their own civil war that spawned first one independent land, and then one in vassalage to Ata. What was once an Empire that owned the majority of a continent is now a shadow of its former self.

With high marble walls and a cult of personality around the Emperor, the Empire continues to give the impression of a nation of strength, and this opulence and their long legacy of imperial might gives them an advantage over their neighbors. Their tried and true military structure dating back to the Failed **** on Heaven proves to be effective still, even if the nuances have been lost to time.

There will come a time they will take back what they lost, and if unchecked will try to take even more from their neighbors.

The Empire’s landscape is dominated by rolling fields and greenery, the horizon only sparsely hampered by small forests kept for lumber and for training soldiers to fight in Nansharman conditions. The capital, Mivansk, is upon the great river Agentia, and it has stood for over a thousand years, under different banners over time, but never destroyed.

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