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From a lone mountain above, a grizzled hermit peered down over his homeland. A dark fog settled over Novus Lucidum.
The hermit could sense a disturbance and the fog signaled to him that something grave had fallen upon his region.
“The dark fog symbolizes internal strife as prophesied by The Light”, said the hermit.
The hermit continued,
“I have been on this mountain long enough. I have dwelled upon the sacred principles of my faith, and it is clear that my people have lost their path. Now I must return to the base of the mountain, and bring to them the principles they have since forgotten and my wisdom that I have acquired from the heights. Let us not forget or principles. Let us not forget our creed.”
In the hermit’s right hand was a small marble pallet. The pallet read as follows:
If my neighbor is starving, I am impoverished.
Keep the land forever green, the oceans forever blue.
Welcome those unknown with love.
Do not gamble with your possessions.
It is a sin not to help those in need and it is a sin to help those who will not help themselves.
Forgive your errs and use them to find truth.”
The hermit began his trek down the mountain. Laid before him were the mighty nations of Novus Lucidum. The hermit could very clearly sense the tension. Arms were raised. Weapons aggressively positioned. His beloved home was on the brink of destruction.
And so the hermit came to a ridge that overlooked the nations of his homeland. With a bellowing echo his voice traveled through every gully and knoll, valley and peak, to the ears of every man, woman, and child.
The hermit proclaimed, “My people. It is I, your Spiritual Father. Once an outcast, I have returned with truth. Please, do not sneer, for I come bearing peace. I have traveled to the mountaintop for wisdom, and I have returned with our truth."
The hermit struck his staff to the ground, and held the tablet before him and shouted,
“Lay down thy arms, for your neighbor is impoverished by war!
Lay down thy arms, for the land is no longer green, nor the oceans blue!
Lay down thy arms, for we no longer welcome those unknown, nor our own neighbor!
Lay down thy arms, and forgive your errs to find thy truth!
My dear people, let us not forget our past and let everything that's been planned come true. Let them believe. And let them have a laugh at their passions. Because what they call passion actually is not some emotional energy, but just the friction between their souls and the outside world. And most important, let them believe in themselves. Let them be helpless like children, because weakness is a great thing, and strength is nothing. When a man is just born, he is weak and flexible. When he dies, he is hard and insensitive. When a tree is growing, it's tender and pliant. But when it's dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death's companions. Pliancy and weakness are expressions of the freshness of being. Because what has hardened will never win.”
The hermit then fell to the ground, and the tablet stumbled out before him. The seven pillars on the tablet laid exposed to the sun light, as if it was a gesture from the gods to pour sunlight onto truth. As the light struck the tablet, names appeared as though from divine intervention. They are as follows:
Ionalands
Shreminov
Odinburgh
New bradsburg
Elite leomonade
Greater jes new islands
Cauva
New Nationale Einheit
Taikradia
Scalesburg
Cavardille
New Bradfordsburg
Cybran States
Explodes into existence
WHERE AM I
Anacodia and New bradsburg
The Hermit approaches with a wet wash cloth and places it on the head of the newly appeared being
You are here with us now in Novus Lucidum. Things have changed since you were gone. All is well. A dark dog has descended on our once great home, but the light is beginning to shine through as the prophesy has foretold.
See in me, I breathe again.
Anacodia, New bradsburg, and Taikradia
Wonderful. The Light has shown us the way. The prophesy is true. It is up to us now to have courage and resolve to bring our beloved friends and allies back to their rightful home, Novus Lucidum.
Anacodia and Scalesburg
Hey guys, New bradsburg isn't the Brad we respected when we were in The Radiant.
Feel free to try and revive the region, but out of respect don't try and impersonate and slander someone who is trying to enjoy their time on NS.
Brad is back, he has is own region with Shreminov and new friends/family.
Of course, feel free to try and keep NL running, but it looks like it'll just be kicking a dead dog.
Why would someone try to impersonate him? I'm trying to understand why, not saying you're wrong or right though
The Hermit briefly breaks character and removes his cloak
Look, Odinburgh requested that I revive the region. So far it seems to be working. For now, let’s have fun and bring the crew back together.
Feel free to stay and enjoy yourself. If need be, I will relinquish my power immediately after reconstruction. Moreover, all aliases and variations of countries are allowed to play here — there is no more ban list.
So let’s put the past behind us and let bygones be bygones. No one is slandering anyone.
We just want to enjoy our escape from reality with familiar faces here in Novus Lucidum.
The Hermit goes back into character and slips the robe back on
I suppose I'll see how things are going.
Greater jes new islands, Scalesburg, and New bradsburg
Oh my god you beautiful man I missed you
Rothaland and Scalesburg
Anyone interested in the validity of this being Brad should read through the Lustrous RMB. Just in case any of it vanishes, here's an Imgur gallery archiving all of the pages. Due to a problem with getting it to arrange the images correctly, the image at the very bottom is technically the 11th image.
https://imgur.com/a/JeyDfbs
Another gallery including some references to Brad, again due to Imgur, the image at the bottom is actually the 6th image - not that it matters in this case.
https://imgur.com/a/3fpxk1Z
From some simple observation and reading, it doesn't seem likely at all that New bradsburg is Brad. It doesn't seem like there is any conclusive proof to who it actually is, but just from reading through the messages it seems more likely to be Paplem than Odinburgh, something the real Brad thought as well.
This post in particular, assuming it is from the real Brad, is saddening. https://imgur.com/a/JgarnQB
Regardless of if New bradsburg is Paplem or not, this is very distasteful and it's a shame that you continue to act this way. You are never going to build this region back up on a mountain of lies, instead you are doing nothing but sullying its name.
Those days are over. Its important we recruit and ally with good regions.
Greater jes new islands and Scalesburg
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