The Hitchhikers Guide to the Gathering Storm

[vulture]

The Hitchhikers Guide to Gathering Storm
Copyright: Carrion Communications

Getting There
No matter where you are coming from, there is only one real way to get into the lands of the Storm, namely to go through Vox Controli. The ferry from Port Isolation to Wittlich city is good value, and the crossing is usually calm. The journery south through Vox is pretty easy, and one of the best ways to travel is to join one of the numerous trade caravans that travel the road from Wittlich City to Eliplis these days. You will probably get less trouble from the border guards if you are with a caravan as well.

Elipolis
I can start out by saying that Elipolis won't be to everyone's tastes. Much of the normal social life of a city is still absent, and there is a heavy military presence, which makes the streets feel rather oppressive. This, of course, used to be the frontier town of Vox, with only a single road snaking south to the distant town of Dissidentville. On the south side of the city you can still see the old gate, with signs warning people of the dangers of travelling into the wilds beyond. The town's walls are highest and heaviest on this side of the town, and form a veritable fortress. It was always expected to be the main line of defence in the event of a war between the two nations of Estonia, but was famously circumvented when the Storm managed to sneak a large force on to the beaches north of the city during the night. The beaches and the north side of the city were only lightly defended, and so the town fell without the Storm ever having to assault the great fortress itself. Some of the fortress has been dismantled to provide rocks for the new northern wall, but much of it was adapted to become the new barracks for the border guards. Small sections of it have been opened to the public to show what the defenses we like, and the tour around these areas is well worth the price, although those not interested in military history won't be too enthralled - but then, there isn't much for them to see in Elipolis in the first place.

The next feature of the town worth a visit is the grand canal, a man-made waterway that runs from the western gulf through to the eastern ocean. Amazingly the neck of land narrows to under 800 meters at its thinnest point, and this is where the canal is situated. Boat rides along the length of the canal are available when it is free of heavier traffic, which will give you a chance to examine up close the remains of some of the bridges. There used to be four great bridges over the canal, and as with the fortress, they were built defensively to withstand an attack from the south. The main battles for Elipolis took place at these bridges, with the Stormian infantry attempting to secure them while the Vox troops tried to hold them long enough for their engineers to collapse them, giving the garrison a chance to hold out in the southern town until reinforcements could arrie. Three of the bridges fell, but the forth was taken by the Storm after some dsperate fighting. Once the bridge head was secured, the fate of the town was sealed. Although much of the rubble of from the bridges has been cleared from the canal, much can still be seen of the original structres, and the surviving bridge shows evidence of the Voxian's unfinished attempt to bring it down. The area between the central two bridges has been turned into a war grave, where the fallen soldiers of Vox and the Storm are buried side by side, and the canal trips allow you to get off gere and wander around the cemetery for a while.

Elipolis is at a low point in its history at the moment. It's position and surrounding terrain made it one of the more dramatic and beautiful cities in this part of the world. But currently is is struggling to recover from the war. Many of the Voxians citizens have left to join the exodus, and very few Stormians have come in to replace them so far - those that have are mostly the families of soldiers stationed here for long periods of time. The Stormians don't have the skill at architecture and building that the Voxians do, and so many of the fine buildings that were damaged, and of course the famous bridges, have not been repaired to the same quality that they were originally. But hopefully this town will recover in time and become the cultural center it used to be.

Coming soon: Inchon, Dissidentville and the northern wilderness

[FrustratedPoet]

[DeepO]

If you're going to do all territory of Gathering Storm like this, you have a lot of work in front of you! Better hurry on the Northern wilderniss, though, before it is completely removed... maybe something to do with this greenhouse effect people are talking about?

DeepO

[vulture]

Not planning to do the whole of the Storm, just the major cities I think. Although it may get expanded if I have any ideas.

[vulture]

Inchon
It used to be the case that after leaving Elipolis, you wouldn't see another building until you reached Dissidentville, unless you counted Grog's mountain shack as a building. These days it is only a fairly short journey over the hills before you find Inchon nestling at the end of a short valley. Not that you'd be pleased to see it there, because it really is the ugliest town in the whole Storm. It really is nothing more than a military camp with a few of the buildings made a little more permanent. The best advice to give you here is to stock up on supplies and get out of there as quickly as you can, because there is nothing to see, nothing to do, and a lot of bored soldiers, which almost always spells trouble.

You have a choice of two roads out of Inchon. One heads south east to Inchoff, the other south to Dissidentville. Both are long hikes through the jungle and wilderness. Although we weren't tempted to try and visit Inchoff, we discovered that travellers aren't allowed to go there anyway. The town is currently closed to visitors, and the road isn't maintained. Apparently Inchoff is only really accessible via sea from the east coast towns further south. Hopefully by the time we get there the town will be open, and we'll be able to explore it.

The jungle is a dangerous place to travel. The road to Dissidentville is well maintained and frequently patrolled, but be on your guard. There is occasional bandit activity, and some of the local fauna are best left unmet, particularly the tropical chickens. We cannot emphasise strongly enough that you should not leave the road. Although the Storm says it intends to clear the jungles one day, it won't happen any time soon, and certainly won't happen in time for anyone to find you should you get lost. So please, stay on the road, enjoy the scenery, and behave yourself until you are out of the jungle and entering the wheat fields of Dissidentville.

Dissidentville
The best introduction to the history of Dissidentville can be found in Dissidentville: A People's History by Beta of Vox Controli. Maybe this is a one horse town, but it is probably the most interesting horse you will ever see. Dissidentville only has the one street, and it is not even a particularly large street, but you can find the architecture and cuisine of three different cultures here. This, coupled with the locals flair for combining these odd ingredients into a surprisingly pleasing whole, give you a town that is unrivalled anywhere for the sheer interest per building it generates. Every single building in this town has something you just won't see anywhere else, and the half chicken, half fish fountain at the centre of the town is a thing of such sublime beauty that is has to be seen to be believed.

For dedicated hikers, Dissidentville also marks the beginning of the Arashi trail, a route that heads south into the Spinebreaker mountains, alternating between scorching rocky valleys and high passes almost permanently under snow and ice until it finally reaches Arashi many miles to the south. The route follows that taken by the invading Vox army on it's march south - as one often finds in the north of Gathering Storm, a great deal of life is heavily influenced by the recent war.

For those of a less adventurous nature, there is only one option, and that is to follow the easy road south west along the valley floors which will eventually bring you to Monsoon. Soon there will be another option, when the highway east is opened, allowing you to skirt around the north of the mountains to visit the new town of Blizzard.

Coming soon: Monsoon, Arashi and the Spinebreaker Mountains

[Beta]

Vulture. Excellent stuff!!

Never having been able to spend much time in Elipolis myself, I somewhat regret not having seen more of it in its former life.

And yes - the fountain in Dissdentville is very unique. Oh, and by the way, Travellers should make sure they try the suberb restaurant across the street from the fountain. It is called the Three Tureens - with 'Jungle', 'Mountain' and 'Beach' sections to the menu.

[Aidun]

This country sounds nice. Maybe I'll travel to there next holiday. are there also some good hotels? Is there a tourist office of your country in Pamplona, Spain?

Aidun

[vulture]

Originally posted by Aidun
This country sounds nice. Maybe I'll travel to there next holiday. are there also some good hotels? Is there a tourist office of your country in Pamplona, Spain?

Aidun

Actually I've just finished writing the stuff about Monsoon and Arashi, and Monsoon certainly has some good hotels, and might appeal to you. I don't think we have a tourist office open yet - Gathering Storm doesn't have a tourism minister at this time.

[vulture]

Monsoon
As you come down out of the Spinebreakers south of Dissidentville, you arrive on the great Lung plains, named after the famous warrior Lung Tzu, father of the even more famous Sun Tzu. The plains consist of vibrant grassland nesting between the Spinebreakers to the north and east, and the hills known locally as the Ribbreakers to the south. At the west end of the plains is the coastal town of Monsoon, while at the eastern end is the city of Arashi.

Monsoon is a rapidly growing town, founded not long before the start of the war, but quickly growing into an important trading centre. Work is underway on expanding the harbour, in anticipation of it becoming the main access point for naval trade with Bob. If you've come in the overland route, this is the first time you will really feel as though you've seen a genuine town. The residents of Monsoon are generally very friendly and outgoing, and it is one of the few places in the Storm where we received an enthusiastic welcome. They have staked their future on becoming an important trade conduit, and as such are much more open to visitors, and much more interested in the world around them than is usual. With intercontinental trade being relatively new, they are embracing it all cheerfully, and then finding out what they like and what they don't. While we were there, squid was the new delicacy - squid not being native to this part of the world, it has only recently become known about through Spanish traders.

We were fortunate enough to be in town in the early summer, when the rose festival occurs. One of the main products of Monsoon is rose perfume, gathered from a peculiar species of rose that grows in the hills to the south. There is only a small window each year where the petals can be collected and the perfume made, and after a few weeks of frantic activity, the whole town relaxes and puts on the rose festival, culminating in a big parade and much feasting and playing of games. Lodgings are easy to find even in this busy part of the year, and very good value.

There is a large spring in the town's main marketplace, and local legend has it that any visitor who drinks from the spring three times will one day return to the town. The town's rapid growth is pointed to as evidence of this. Well, we all had our three drinks before we left, so we shall test the theory sooner or later, but it has to be said that if we do have to come back here, I doubt any of us will be complaining. If this is the face of the new look, arms open Storm, then we like it.

Arashi
Arashi is quite a contrast to Monsoon, and perhaps what we would tend to think of as more typical of Gathering Storm. It is at the other end of the Lung plains, a large town in a narrow valley under the shadow of the Spinebreaker mountains. This town is second to none in importance in the history of the war in the eyes of the locals, and certainly the only other battle that matches it for significance has to be the battle for Elipolis. The defence of the town was also one of the most controversial decisions during the war. The Storm armies had camped out on a mountain known as Arashi Nine - the origins of the name are unknown - and were awaiting the approach of the Voxian army along what is now the Arashi trail (see the entry on Dissidentville). Scouting reports on the size of the Voxian army suggested that it was too big for the defenders of Arashi Nine to stand against, although numbers were very uncertain. Reinforcements from the south would be unable to reach the mountain in time to help, so the much debated decision was made to abandon the defensive positions on the mountain and concentrate the defense in Arashi, which could be reinforced before Vox got there. This gave Vox free access to the mountain overlooking the city, and also left exposed the short trek across a valley to the next peak in the Spinebreaker chain, which Vox crossed to surround the town from all the peaks.

The town's layout is still dominated by the effects of the war. Arashi was besieged for many years by Vox's armies camped out in the mountains, and while the initial defensive works were very quickly thrown together, the duration of the siege enabled a more complex defensive arrangement to be put into place. The east side of the city now has a second wall some distance outside the first wall, and the region in between became known as the 'field of catapults'. Semi-permanent catapult emplacements were built there, well over a hundred of them, initially for defensive use, but as the war drew on the catapults were strengthened and re-engineered to be able to fire loads high up into the mountains to where the Voxians were camped. The catapults were all in the outer half of the field, and upon a signal could very quickly be pulled back to the inner half, whereon large boards covering a ditch across the middle of the field would be pulled up to give a makeshift wall with a deep ditch in front of it, and a field completely exposed to catapult fire for the attackers to cross. Although the field is being converted to housing these days, a section of it is left as it was with the ditch and catapults, and at weekends there are regular displays of the well drilled catapult crews performing the manoeuvre in a startlingly short time.

The roads in the town are also built for defence, with very wide, straight roads running across the town to allow for quick movement of troops to where they are needed. The chariot lanes are worthy of mention, as another feat of well-practised timing to defend the town. These wide lanes gave chariots the chance to get up to full speed, four abreast, charging at the makeshift wall in the catapult field. When they passed a certain marker, a section of wall would be dropped over the ditch, and the chariots would stream out. The wall could then easily be pulled back up before the enemy would have a chance to take advantage of the breach. Displays of this are also done at weekends, and the wall-bridge hits the ground at almost the exact moment the lead chariots arrive at the wall. The citizens' boast that taking the first wall would leave the attackers in a worse position than before may well have some truth to it.

In the end though, these defensive measures were never used. The combined effect of the hundreds of catapults firing day and night took their toll, and by the end the remaining Vox troops were the ones under siege up in the mountains. The wide roads are still here though, making the large town very easy to get around.

Well, enough rambling about history. The town itself is rather austere, not too surprising given its recent past. The huge barracks at the centre, from which the wide roads radiate, is currently being developed into something new, although we were unable to find out what plans the government has for it at the moment. From what we heard from neaby residents, it appears to be becoming an indoor city square type of feature, with law courts, permanent shops, a library and possibly even a theatre, with almost all daily business being able to be done in the same place. A novel idea, and if it does turn out like that then the finished article should be worth a visit as well. The town also copies Monsoon in some way, being rather more outward looking than most of the Storm, although for some reason there is a particular fondness for Neu Demogyptica here. Demogyptican food is widely available, and of surprisingly good quality. Saumagen is a particular favourite, even after they found out what it actually was ("we ate worse during the siege, I can tell you" seemed to be the general attitude). And Arashi is almost alone in the Storm in teaching the Demogyptican language. Traditionally children learn Voxian, since it is useful and closely related to the Stormian language. By government decree, schools also have to teach one Bobian language, which is almost universally chosen to the that of the Glory of War, because it has more connection with the Estonian languages than any other (due to inter-mixing between the Warmongers and the Voxians there is a considerable shared vocabulary), and because it is somewhat simpler than Spanish or Demogyptican. In Arashi however, Demogyptican is almost the only Bobian language spoken. If we ever find out why Arashi acquired such a curious quirk, we'll be sure to let you know.

Hotels and guest houses aren't common, considering the size of the city, but are easy to find. In typical Stormian fashion, the guard houses found along the main boulevards which are no longer needed were converted into government-run hostels. They're certainly not luxury accommodation, but are comfortable and offer a cool place to hide from the afternoon sun, before venturing out for the evening. The best food is found on the west side of the city, near the road to Monsoon. Food distribution here is rather quirky, with food caravans selling most of their goods to the first restaurants they come to. This means that the further east you go, the less choice there is and the worse quality the food is, while dining spots on the square by the west gate get the first choice of what to buy and serve. Consequently the west square has become the heart of the city's evening activities.

The Spinebreakers
The Spinebreakers are the most imposing geographical feature of the Storm, and it is well worth taking the time to go walking in the foothills of them, if nothing else. The Arashi trail runs along the entire length, and actually goes south of Arashi as far as Tempest, although by that point most walkers can't cope with the idea of another few days hard hiking in the mountains. Arashi Nine is now the site of a shrine dedicated after the victory over Vox, and is several hours walk up steep trails from Arashi city - not a journey for the faint hearted. The trail is pretty busy though, with many Arashians making the journey to remember lost family members, and on Armistice Day there is a major procession. The southern Spinebreakers are mostly notable for the curious banana shrubs that grow there. Allegedly a consequence of the war, when over-sized bananas were bred and used as ammunition against the Voxian army, it is claimed that a few of the bananas took root, producing small shrubs in the think mountain soil. They are thought to be the only high altitude bananas in the world. Travellers are advised not to eat any of them for their own safety; not that the bananas are poisonous, but rather than they are the favourite nesting site of the ferocious rock chickens, and going for a banana might just cost you a leg. Fortunately the terrain close to the Arashi trail is kept clear of the bushes, so the chicken threat is minimal.

Coming soon: Sandstorm and Eye of the Storm

[Panzer32]

Wow, look at all the intel we're getting

just kidding

Great stuff, Vulture!

[Rhothaerill]

Pretty darn cool! Good job Vulture. Can't wait to read more.

[Beta]

I'm in awe, Vulture.

(But I would like to raise an issue concerning the game here. Using a catapult mod as you have described in Arashi is clearly not legal under civ3 rules. Vox demands that the game be re-wound to a point 10 turns prior to our troops approaching Arashi, you remove the illegal mods, and we will start again. Sound fair? )

[Arrian]

Great work, Vulture! It's a good read

-Arrian

[asleepathewheel]

Great stuff.

[alva]

Enjoyed it very much, fantastically-didlio

[UnOrthOdOx]

Ah, hell!

Looks like I may need to rewrite some stuff, since this is much better. May as well take some of the features mentioned and put them into the next edition of Trappings.

Very good work!

[Theseus]

Mmm, bananas.

[vulture]

Sandstorm
Sandstorm really is the Gathering Storm of legend and of popular imagination. It is not an easy place to get to; the only real option is to join a caravan heading across the desert, and they don't take on passengers, so you'll have to find one willing to employ you as a handler or drover. The pay is reasonable, but the work is hard, and you have to live by desert law. Desert law is pretty simple, if rather brutal: nearly all crimes are punishable by death. Caravans have a rather precarious existence, and won't tolerate anything that endangers their safety. Conversely, the only crimes there are are things that endanger the caravan, such as stealing, or harming another member of the group. It isn't possible to break the rules accidentally, so unless you are of a malicious nature, you'll be quite safe.

A week spent crossing the desert is quite pleasant once you get used to the pattern of life, and despite the work, you just might be sad to finally arrive in Sandstorm and leave the caravan - although the only way out again is to join another caravan across the desert to another city. Sandstorm has only really grown as a town due to being situated at the crossroads of two trade routes across the desert, which happen to cross each other near a good-sized oasis. East to west, the road connects Arashi to Hurricane, while the north-south road runs from Eye of the Storm to the new town of Blizzard. Most of the business of the town is dealing with the caravans that come through, with a side line in dyeing clothes with juices from a kind of berry that grows around the oasis. The dye produces a deep blue colour, but the berries don't grow in huge numbers, so the volume of clothing dealt with is rather small.

Places to stay are plentiful, but as you might expect, are rather shabby. They are designed for the caravan crews to spend one or two nights in before moving on, and the caravaneers don't want anything more than a straw mattress to sleep on. Slightly better quality, coupled with greater privacy, is available in the rooms saved for the caravan chiefs, but don't expect too much. Food is also rather basic, with the exception of the Dharumba. The Dharumba is actually a fruit that grows on the trees around the oasis, which has a stone in the middle. The stone is removed from the fruit, and the cavity is filled up with a mixture of honey and water. The hole is then blocked up with tree resin, which is edible if tasteless. The fruit have a hard skin which allows it to keep the water inside it despite the heat, and allows the sweets to keep for long periods in the desert. The taste and feel of them is marvellous, but they can only be found in this one town, so make the most of them while you are here.

The people here aren't talkative, although once you've had a mouthful of sand from a sudden gust of wind, you'll be more inclined to keep you mouth closed as much as possible too. As a consequence, it is hard to find out what things there are that might be worth seeing in the area. One place deserving of your time is the recently built Temple of the Winds in the heart of the oasis. The building is designed such that when the wind blows over certain places, musical notes are produced inside the building. The notes aren't constant; apparently there are sections in the roof that move with the wind so that each position can produce a sequence of notes rather than a single one. The overall effect is mostly chaotic, but occasionally coherent flashes of melody appear for a short time.

We had the good fortune to observe the Gathering Storm government in action in the few days we were here. Shortly after we arrived, we were approached by a few people asking our opinions on whether the town ought to build a new set of stables for the pack chickens. Obviously we had no idea, and explained we were new to the town. At this point we were told that the relevant information was posted near the main well, and that we were welcome to add to the discussion. The main well had a large board next to it with much data about stable occupancy and anticipated growth of trade routes. Over the next few evenings, we often found groups of people discussing the stables, and after a while it became clear that everyone was in favour of it, and discussion had moved on to choosing a site. Opinion in the town quickly became polarised into two groups each with a preferred site, but by the following evening enough people had changed from one group to the other that it was clear where the majority lay. Before we left, the new stables were already under construction, without anyone making a decision. The people building it just waited until it was clear that most of the town favoured a new stables in this spot, and then got on with it.

Eye of the Storm
This the the capital of the Storm, birthplace of their people, and with a many claims to fame, not least as the birthplace of the legendary Grog, and home to a higher proportion of talking animals than anywhere else on Estonia, and possibly the whole world. It was founded nearly four thousand years ago by the mythical notyoueither on the banks of the great river, at the southern end of the desert. It has grown into a huge metropolis and is in the running for being the largest city in the known world. Finding accommodation here is easy, and possibilities range from the very basic to the stunningly luxurious. There is so much to do here that we will list the highlights only.

The Great Chicken Chapel. The chapel itself is surprisingly small, but it houses the sacred split boulder. The boulder itself is fifty feet across, and split down the middle to reveal the fossilised bones of a massive chicken embedded in one side, while the other side contains the matching indentations. Notyoueither's discovery of this boulder is what led him to found a city here, where prayers were offered to the Great Chicken to save his people from the depredations of the war chickens. Those prayers were answered, and the Storm was thus born. There is a recently born controversy within the city as the a man claiming to be a prophet has declared that the Great Chicken is a false god, and the one true god is the holy donut. The proclamations of Octavian the tenth are not taken too seriously by most people, but he does seem to be attracting a growing group of followers. Religious tolerance is the order of the day though, and surprisingly, non believers are allowed in to see the boulder, and upon seeing it your first reaction is likely to be relief that such monstrous specimens are no longer with us today, else the armies of the Storm would be invincible.

After that comment, we have to mention the chicken breeding pens, which is where the Storm's was chickens are bred. There is also a breeding program underway to try and improve the fighting characteristic of the chickens, and they claim to have recently bred a new strain of chicken capable of carrying not only a man clad in heavy armour into battle, but also armour for the chicken itself.

The Grand Opera House. Construction was completed over a hundred years ago, but the magnificent opera house is still in good shape. Opera is surprisingly popular in Eye of the Storm, although it wasn't always the case. The surge in attendances came with the opening of the operatic adaptation of Grog want Tank twenty years ago, which was playing to sold out audiences every night for the first five years of its life. It is still on twice a week (Wednesdays and Sundays), and tickets still have to be purchased some time in advance. The rousing final chorus scene is particularly inspiring, and you'll find yourself humming "Grog want tank, tank, tank; Grog want tank right now!" for weeks afterwards. The death scene, although stunning, lacks something in terms of historical accuracy, and may annoy Voxian visitors.

The Night Market. The night market is located in a large square on the waterfront, just east of the Theseus bridge. During the daytime the only stalls here sell freshly squeezed fruit juice, which is refreshing in the afternoon heat. But the place really comes alive at night. Almost anything can be bought here, but it is particularly worth visiting for the food stalls, which sell a variety of traditional Storm food. The place is usually packed with entertainers. Anyone is allowed to perform anywhere where there is space, and jugglers, fire eaters, singers, drama groups and storytellers can be found every few yards. One very popular story is "The twins of Nab" which tells of the exploits of Yelma and Trosipan, the first people to climb the highest peaks of the Spinebreakers. One of the best songs we heard was a sad tune called "The Floodplains of Athenry", about a man exiled from the Storm for stealing corn to feed his chicken. A game with small coloured stones on a table is also played a great deal, usually for money, but we were never able to find out what the rules were.

The Undercity. Part of the town is built on a rocky massif which the river winds around. An extensive network of tunnels is dug into the massif, forming an underground town with its own houses - usually at the sides of the massif so there is access to sunlight - as well as shops and even the town library. This part of the town is quite chilly compared to the temperature above ground, but is worth a visit for the odd experience of wandering around all the tunnels, and occasionally coming across a large cave park open to the outside air. It is fairly easy to find your way around, as you are never far from one of the major tunnels which all meet up at the surface.

Coming soon: I haven't decided where to do next

[Arrian]

I haven't decided where to do next

hurr-i-cane, Hurr-i-cane, HURR-I-CANE!

More good stuff, Vulture!

-Arrian

[DeepO]

I wonder why that's no surprise, Arrian

Indeed, keep going Vulture, I enjoy it very much

DeepO

[Shiber]

Vulture, this is all just wonderful! I wish I had such an active and fruitful imagination.

[Beta]

Originally posted by vulture
I haven't decided where to do next[/i]

The Voice.


(wonderful stuff, Vulture!)

[vulture]

Originally posted by Shiber
Vulture, this is all just wonderful! I wish I had such an active and fruitful imagination.

It's the combination of having plenty of time to think when walking home from work every day, coupled with real stuff stolen from places I've been to. And I've left out the wierder stuff (my home town has an annual 'cheese rolling', which is a race where the contestants have to roll a cheese in front of them - not too bad until you consider that it is run on the steepest hill in the area, and the contestants never see the cheese again once they cross the start line. The winner is usually the person who hits the ground the fewest times while falling down the hill - and usually ends up in hospital).

[mrmitchell]

[notyoueither]

This is great stuff, Vulture.

Before we left, the new stables were already under construction, without anyone making a decision. The people building it just waited until it was clear that most of the town favoured a new stables in this spot, and then got on with it.

And that, right there, describes us better than anything else could in a few words.

[Octavian X]

Maybe you can take a trip out of Stormia. I hear Bob is beautiful this time of year.

[vulture]

Due to the overwhelming vote of Arrian (and I've seen what happens to people who disagree with him), next up is Hurricane.

[vulture]

Hurricane
Hurricane is a huge city built primarily around the broad bay on the eastern most point of Estonia. To the north is the Storm's second mountain range, which contains several active volcanoes. The southern end, near Hurricane, is quieter, and is the basis of the Storm's iron mining industry. Iron was the reason that the area was first settled, although it is no longer the main industry of the city.

The town first jumped past the status of a mining camp when the great architect and builder Aeson came here with a band of followers. Aeson had put forward the idea that the Blockheads of Legoland were descended from ancient explorers from the Storm who had set out to sail across the ocean. This theory met with a good deal of scepticism from everyone else. so Aeson and his disciples moved to Hurricane to develop their plan to re-create the voyage, to prove it could be done. Sadly Aeson never lived to see the voyage over the vast ocean, having drowned in a shallow puddle one night on the way home. His death lead to a schism in the Aesonic lodge (as they became known), with one group pushing to attempt the voyage, while the other group diverting their efforts to Aeson's other great passion - building things.

The first group faced not only the scorn of their fellow Hurricaners, but also the problem of continual strong winds blowing east to west across the ocean. Their best attempt at the voyage got two miles out to see before being blown back on to land. The wind problem would eventually prove an insurmountable burden to the voyage. The second group had meanwhile started on their great project to build a tower high enough so that Legoland could be seen from the top. Engineering was rather basic back in those days, so the tower ended up being as wide as it was high - rather pyramidal in nature in fact. When news eventually came that the Blockheads had completed an even bigger pyramid, reactions were mixed. Some took heart from this evidence of a common attitude between the Blockheads and the Stormians, while others grew depressed at the failure of their pyramid tower. Construction was halted, but eventually the idea of putting a light in gained ground, making the tower a navigational aid for ships.

In light of the failure of the Lego expedition, that group also split in two, giving rise to the current three rival Aesonic lodges (the pyramid lodge, the boat lodge and the bridge lodge). The first of the new groups stuck to the modified theory of an ancient link between Lego and Stormia, but claimed that the voyage went the other way, with the prevailing wind. The other lodge, not liking the idea that Legoland was the birthplace of their civilisation, reasoned that the migration must have gone from Stormia to Legoland via the great bridge. Members of the first group set off to travel across Bob to Legoland to attempt the voyage in that direction, while the second group started construction of a great bridge of their own. The attempts can be seen south of the main harbour to this day, stretching grandly fifty meters into the ocean.

More recently the pyramid lodge completed another great project, a statue of a man mounted on a war chicken. The whole statue is close to one hundred and fifty meters high, and was commissioned to celebrate the end of the war with Vox. This recent success has brought a lot of tourism to the city, and a great deal of prestige to the pyramid lodge. Discussions are underway about what their next project should be. With rumours floating around of new developments in engineering methods coming in from abroad, there is talk of a collaboration between the pyramid and bridge lodges to restart the great bridge project.

The city, as it currently is, is strongly influenced by the lodges. The pyramid lodge in particular has contributed a lot to the layout and architecture of the city. The colossal statue, known locally as 'Ernie', stands in a large ornamental garden which is built on many levels. Near the top, between Ernie's feet, is a large fountain, from which four streams flow down to create a veritable maze of ponds and streams through the gardens, and it is possible to spend a whole day exploring the pathways and miniature forests. The centre of the park is also used as a performance area, with a feel similar to the night market in Eye of the Storm. Another day can be spent following the history of the town as it is laid out in a series of statues around the town. Currently there are thirty four statues, and following them in order takes you around most of the old town, and conveniently near to several good places for food and refreshment. The meaning of some of the statues is a little obscure at first, but there are always plenty of people around who are willing to explain the significance of various features.

There is a great deal of rivalry between Eye of the Storm and Hurricane. Eye is of course the capital, and the first city of the Storm. It has also been the larger of the two for most of their history. Recently though, Hurricane has overtaken the Eye in size and claims to be the cultural capital, if not the administrative one. For that reason you will often hear jokes about Hurricaners everywhere in the Storm; they have always been regarded as a bit strange, and the bridge project in particular hasn't helped their case. Nor has a more recent plan, thankfully abandoned, of exporting buildings. Another brain-child of the bridge lodge, they wanted to build traditional Hurricane buildings and sell them to other cities. The plan never got going, because they couldn't find large enough chickens to carry the houses.

The maritime museum in Hurricane is worth visiting, and explains the development of the modern lighthouse. The original has been upgraded by adding a second, smaller light on an island in the bay. The distance between the two has been carefully measured, and so at night navigators just have to measure the angle between the lights as seen from their boat to know exactly where they are, and safe night routes for galleys have been plotted with this method. Hurricane also features the galley captain's school where these principles of night navigation are taught. They proved vital during the war, and such skills were used to great effect during the series of midnight landings in Voxian territory which eventually turned the war in favour of the Storm.

The presence of the lighthouse has lead to a uniquely Hurricane way of spending the evening - on a boat. Pleasure galleys are organised, which serve food and drink, and usually carry a group of musicians. Once it is dark the galleys load up with passengers and goes on a trip around the bay, which typically takes a few hours, arriving back at the port just after midnight. Different galleys specialised in different styles of food and entertainment, and it is quite likely you will find something that interests you. Tickets are available from the maritime museum.

At the time of writing, travel by galley is only available from Hurricane to Blizzard, Tornado and Sufa. Inchoff is still closed to the public.

Coming soon: Tornado, Cyclone and the south

[vondrack]

This one is even more beautiful than the previous ones, vulture!

[FrustratedPoet]

The price of our world map has just gone through the floor, though.

Great stuff vulture.