First playtest!

- We fear and resent the gods.
- We are industrialists; we look toward the iron-mountain-god.
- Our nation's heart is Asor Eil, the great fortress-forge that belches smoke into the sky.
- We carry on a cold war with the gods.
- Thus we are most concerned with the gods' ambassador, Lok-Sang of hubris, who was deliberately chosen to be as ofensive as anyone could be.
- Our nation's heart is the king's tea garden, where all the most important business is conducted during the royal meal.
- We don't speak unless spoken to; we pray in art.
- We are feminists and fishermen; we look to Mahina of the moonlight and the tides, who lends our warriors strength.
- Our nation's heart is a stone tower/monestary on a cliff; it's open to the sky and constantly whistles with the wind. There's a white marble altar on the top. It's important but no one is allowed inside.
- We use the gods as currency and drugs.
- We are urban gutter dwellers, a leper uprising; we have captured the giant frog, the god of wine, and tap him for his blood.
- Our nation's heart is the wine-god's cage, where his giant maw feeds on the fifth of the city, which makes him cry.