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|'''Maapan''', Coastal Farmlands
 
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|Population: 1200
 
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[[Category: Atamara]]
 
[[Category: Regions]]
 
[[Category: Talerium]]
 
Mattlu is a harsh land, whose sole oasis' contains a camel farm. The eastern and most popular path to central Talerium, it is an unforgiving road. More than I can say is said by the local storytellers...
 
  
''Postern of Fate, the Desert Gate, Disaster's Cavern, Fort of Fear,
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The land of the Maapan people is frought with decay and death. Some say it's the miles and miles of sand that cause the death but in reality is the boredom that leads many to take their own life. Not many visit and those that do, usually leave as quickly as possible.
The Portal of Chocxal am I, and Doorway of Talerium.
 
  
The Western Dawn with new desires may net the flushing mountain spires:
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The Maapan inland area is home to nomadic camel herders that travel the land to make a meager living by selling their camels and handmade crafts in the markets of Ptaphoc and Mapaxal. Some adventurous people have attempted to increase the amount of business in the small port town of Maapania by specializing in small boats they can take to sea to fish.
But my gaunt buttress still rejects the suppliance of those mellow fires.
 
 
 
Pass not through, O Caravan, or pass not singing. Have you heard
 
That silence where the birds are dead yet something pipeth like a bird?
 
 
 
Pass not through! Men say there blows in stony deserts still a rose
 
But with no scarlet to her leaf--and from whose heart no perfume flows.
 
 
 
Wilt thou bloom red where she buds pale, thy sister rose? Wilt thou not fail
 
When noonday flashes like a flail? Leave nightingale the caravan!
 
 
 
Pass then, pass all! "Chocxal!" ye cry, and down the billows of blue sky
 
Ye beat the bell that beats to hell, and who shall thrust you back? Not I.
 
 
 
The Sun who flashes through the head and paints the shadows green and red,
 
The Sun shall eat thy fleshless dead, O Caravan, O Caravan!
 
 
 
And one who licks his lips for thirst with fevered eyes shall face in fear
 
The palms that wave, the streams that burst, his last mirage, O Caravan!
 
 
 
And one--the bird-voiced Singing-man--shall fall behind thee, Caravan!
 
And God shall meet him in the night, and he shall sing as best he can.
 
 
 
And one the Bedouin shall slay, and one, sand-stricken on the way
 
Go dark and blind; and one shall say--"How lonely is the Caravan!"
 
 
 
Pass out beneath, O Caravan, Doom's Caravan, Death's Caravan!
 
I had not told ye, fools, so much, save that I heard your Singing-man.''
 
 
 
ooc: credits to James Elroy Flecker
 

Latest revision as of 21:55, 25 March 2009

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The land of the Maapan people is frought with decay and death. Some say it's the miles and miles of sand that cause the death but in reality is the boredom that leads many to take their own life. Not many visit and those that do, usually leave as quickly as possible.

The Maapan inland area is home to nomadic camel herders that travel the land to make a meager living by selling their camels and handmade crafts in the markets of Ptaphoc and Mapaxal. Some adventurous people have attempted to increase the amount of business in the small port town of Maapania by specializing in small boats they can take to sea to fish.