Lu'umil

Lu’umil, officially known as The Confederation of Lu’umil, is a tropical country inhabited by -insert ranting here-. The country is mostly jungle. Geographically, it makes up the majority of the Lu’umil Penninsula, although it also covers the (NORTHERN ARCHIPELAGO/ISLANDS). A majority of the population is indigenous, belong to the síinik, marabunt, arachne, or other native species, although there are large and important populations of non-native- primarily Malaszec and Erothenan elves, humans, and faeries. Lu’umil’s only neighbor is the country of Erothena to the southwest.

History

Early History

I was thinking of very old times, when the Romans first came here, nineteen hundred years ago—the other day…. Light came out of this river since—you say Knights? Yes; but it is like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker—may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday. Imagine the feelings of a commander of a fine—what d’ye call ‘em?—trireme in the Mediterranean, ordered suddenly to the north; run overland across the Gauls in a hurry; put in charge of one of these craft the legionaries—a wonderful lot of handy men they must have been, too—used to build, apparently by the hundred, in a month or two, if we may believe what we read. Imagine him here—the very end of the world, a sea the colour of lead, a sky the colour of smoke, a kind of ship about as rigid as a concertina—and going up this river with stores, or orders, or what you like. Sand-banks, marshes, forests, savages,—precious little to eat fit for a civilized man, nothing but Thames water to drink. No Falernian wine here, no going ashore. Here and there a military camp lost in a wilderness, like a needle in a bundle of hay—cold, fog, tempests, disease, exile, and death—death skulking in the air, in the water, in the bush. They must have been dying like flies here. Oh, yes—he did it. Did it very well, too, no doubt, and without thinking much about it either, except afterwards to brag of what he had gone through in his time, perhaps. They were men enough to face the darkness.

Precolonial History

The “Dark Peninsula”

Great Jungle War

I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK-

Contemporary Era

Government

There is certainly a government!

Military

In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.

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Culture

The Horror! The Horror!

These chaps were not much account, really. They were no colonists; their administration was merely a squeeze, and nothing more, I suspect. They were conquerors, and for that you want only brute force — nothing to boast of, when you have it, since your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others. They grabbed what they could get for the sake of what was to be got. It was just robbery with violence, aggravated murder on a great scale, and men going at it blind — as is very proper for those who tackle a darkness. The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much. What redeems it is the idea only. An idea at the back of it; not a sentimental pretence but an idea; and an unselfish belief in the idea — something you can set up, and bow down before, and offer a sacrifice to.

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