Traditions

Land Leader Shock +1

May Raid Coasts

Ambitions

Administrative Efficiency +5%

Ideas

The Giants Tears

Colonists +1

Legacy of Castan Ebonfrost

Discipline +5

Black Pines, Black Forest

Goods Produced Modifier +10%

Orcish Scum

Culture Conversion Cost -20%

Black Banners

Land Force Limit Modifier +10%

Land Maintenance Modifier -10%

Ebonsteel Armory

Shock Damage +10%

Shock Damage Received -5%

Claims of Castanor

Core Creation Cost -15%

We, the olavish people are the rightful heirs of Castan Ebonfrost, our legendary emperor, the one who was able to storm the white walls of Castanor, the Capitol of the ancient Nation, that laid the groundwork to human civilisation itself.

Castan Ebonfrost took the trials of the emperor with ease and cemented one and a half century of prosperous rule for our people. 

Sadly, his dynasty was driven out of Castanor by Nichmer, the Sorceror king. Our Skalds still whisper in terror of the destruction and cruelty he brought by subjugating Ebonforst´s heir Castan LIII `the enthralled`

Luckily his son Urvik led the remaining Reavers north to resettle their abandoned homes.

Our legendary history aside: Current threats are far more imminent than the reclaimation of Castanor.

The Clan of Frozenmaw came out of the Serpentspine to subjugate our southern neighbours. Uncountable numbers of Orcs are right at our doorsteps... 

They will come, they won´t negotiate, but they are certainly underestimating the strength of the Reavers of Gerudia, the plague of the free world and the heirs of Castan Ebonfrost.

Over half a Millenia ago our people brought death and destruction over all of Cannor. Our forfathers sailed their longships out of the Vrorensbay to take whatever they wanted. Untold riches where plundered, legendary nations were brought to their knees and most importantly: Epics of our heroism and strength were written that still live on in the songs of our skalds to this day.

Now, finally, the time has come to reclaim our waning might and bring forth another Age of Black Ice, where we, the allmighty Reavers of the North, will once again rule the seas and land of all of Cannor.