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Brutality; the north can be best described by that one word alone. Savage wilds, hideous monsters, and bitter cold all make life in the north brutal and the people reflect this. The northlanders are a savage and proud lot, tempered in the sweltering summer heat, quenched in the biting winter chill and bloodied in the battles against the monsters and southerners. So much blood has been split it is wonder the earth is not stained red, the crops weeping as they grow. Indeed blood is the preferred drink of the north, brandy distilled from the ichor of monsters. Nothing is wasted, even the inhumans. The Melite pride is legendary and memory long, no slight, or boon, is ever forgotten. They have faced off against all manner of foe without fear, their savage fury bringing death, uncaring of the loss. Indeed it is that pride and fearlessness that drives their independent nature, sometimes making them altogether uncontrollable, even to themselves. So much so, that many an argument, with man or woman, has ended in a tangled mess of fury and furs. With Aldo Unti came something a little different from the usual fare of savagery and brutality, there came light. The foederati tribes of the land were forged by Emperor Tsu into a blade of death, but Consul Aldo gave that blade purpose, a thirst beyond mere blood. The land was still savage, the people still blood thirsty and proud, but now that strength had a channel. The tribes had been forged and now they were united. Order was built, to work with the natural tendencies of the people; the Republic was founded. Laws were hammered out that put the individual, not the state, as the main champion. The rituals and legends of the land codified into a great religion, while the myths and occult melded with scholarly pursuit and philosophy in the academy. The fruits of civilization were made manifest, prosperity grew, as did the number of women, and life changed. Magnanimity, honourable, enlightenment, knowledge, justice, these things became the foundation of the Republic.