FerriticMatrix

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery.
A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him.
He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself.
But how can such things not attract jealous eyes?
The naval superpower- Cantagena,
The unstoppable army of- Exolas, 
The superpower of the east- Adhania,
The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, 
The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, 
And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest,
All want something from each other.
In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all.

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Herald of Steel

Azira diplomatically replied to Alexander, "As the pasha said himself, both the temple of Ramuh and the temple of Gaia want the same thing: peace, and prosperity for Zanzan. And thus, though we are currently understaffed, we will try to do our level best."


This was a politician's way of saying, 'We don't want to help you, and this is our excuse.'


Because the excuse of being understaffed was moot as the temple of Ramuh could just let the priests of Gaia watch their day to day to observation.


It was not like the Gaia priests had to be sat down and taught in a seminar.


Alexander was impressed by this very professional answer.


It was much better than the simple 'no' or 'never' he had expected.


'Hmmm, looks like these two are capable of learning,' Alexander could easily tell that Azira had picked this up from copying him.


"That's good, that's good." Alexander showed a very happy, content countenance to the twins' answer, appearing to buy their excuse.


Shordar Cambyses