They went into this war, levied but eager, not knowing how sensual those exotic southerners could be! (luckily an Order Knight saved the day)
Three Subbielander farmbois after a grand orgy with Al'Bussinian twinks
👑 Subbielands
“Serve The Realms. No Matter The Plaps.”
The Subbielands is one of the largest and most fertile realms in the twinkiful world of Glerra, lauded for their rolling fields of golden wheat, tall stone bastions, delicious pastries and high fashion. It is a highly feudal society ruled by the beloved Boyarch, where some twinks are lucky enough to be born to the nobility, while most are forced into serfdom! Said serfs are ruled by a variety of high nobles who form autonomous states that swear chivalric allegiances to the Boyarch. Loyally using their power for the expansion and defense of their superior empire! They are a highly honorable society that values peace, stability and progress… all that they’re willing to achieve through submission! Many underestimate their iron resolves and velvety bussies, many more paying the price! By the will of the Boyarch and the blessing of the Daddy, the Subbielands will stand against the tides of barbarism and harmony will return to Glerra! For Boyarch and Country!
😈Dommonia
“Sow The Meek. Reap Their Moans.”
Dommonia is, beyond all, a living hellscape. Darkened lands, industrial smoke, endless nights lit only by a purple, lust-inducing artificial moon. They are the cruel villains of many stories in Glerra and find satisfaction not in creating, but taking! It is a brutally meritocratic confederacy of multiple tribes, clans, petty kingdoms and tributary states that all bend knee to the might of the Khan. Leading a belligerent empire of demonically-imbued rapists and their ever-moaning slaves! Despite their clear barbarity, the Dommonians have a strong sense of honor that respects mental strength in their constant dicking, that and the fact that even slaves can rise up to be equal to the Khan if they’re willing enough. With cocks barbed and ribbed and a desire insatiable, all will kneel before the might of Dommonia!
⛩️Brattan
“All Are Toys! All Will Squirm!”
Once thought to be a myth due to their incredible stealth, the clans of Brattan has just revealed themselves to the world with punchable fanged smirks and ear-hurting cackles! Theirs is a land of vast forests of hard wood and bamboo, mixed with the occasional wetlands and swamps, making it nearly impossible to invade them! They are a loose confederation of ninja clans and dojos who swear their allegiance to the one Sex-Sensei, master of The Way of The Brat. Theirs is a people who are incredibly insulting to all others, being master torturers and humiliators with their dishonorable way of combat and bratty demeanors! Every interaction is frustratingly fun for them, especially when one is caught in their incredibly crafted traps. All are playthings to the foxes of the east and Brattan will rise, heels on testicles and grins to their victims!
🌶️Al’Bussinia
“We Are The Addiction. The Fantasy Of Your Loins.”
The Slutanate of Al’Bussinia is the oasis of a once lifeless desert, brought to fertility with the redirection of a great river into their sands. Ruled by the Slutan, they are a unique society where everyone that resides here is a slave to one another, the Slutan included. Compared to the rest, they thrive on trade with all the other nations and each other, exchanging exotic goods, addictive drugs, vapors and top tier slaves for those willing to buy! Their mercantile and seductive nature makes sure that every caravanserai or city that they found is brimming with these pleasures that they specialize in making… and that soon, the whole of Glerra will be begging them for more. Hail to the moans, gasps and shrills of Al’Bussinia’s enemies! For they will all cry out for an extra fix! All will cry out... for us!~
❄️Prostigrad
“Through Cuddles Or Cum. We Shall Never Melt.”
Ruled by the enigmatically shy Tzar, Prostigrad is an isolationist land of shivering frost, cozy huts, cuddling academic nerds and magical knowledge unbound. Though the Tzar has absolute power over his subjects, in practice, every academy and magical college in their territories practice independently to make sure that none of their beloved students fall victim to the extroverted perverts beyond their borders! Not much beyond that is known about them due to how much they keep to themselves, but the warmth within their hearthed homes and the near ravenous thirst for knowledge invigorates the shy population to fuck back! If the fiends and fools from beyond the snow dare step foot on Prostigrad, then they’ll subject themselves to every single test they want!
🔒Puralem
“Faith. Devotion. Chastity!”
Holy amongst the unholy. Hallowed Puralem is a rocky, olive-grassed and sunny paradise full of white marble pavilions and high cathedrals to their One True God… The Daddy. Leading the faithful under this singular banner against sin is none other than the Fem-Pope, the living saint and spiritual leader of the Holy Church of Puralem’s Daddy. Despite Glerra being full of sex, Puralem avoids any sexual encounter like the plague, seeing it as impure, immodest and a grave sin before the eyes of the Daddy. Yet there is a darkness in the world that plans to rob them of the extreme rapture of heaven’s angels! Thus, to tread this darkness, the Puralemi faithful lock bigger cocks in golden cages, edging for years until the time to fuck the enemy will come. In the name of the Daddy and all his buff, fat, hairy angels all will convert to our evangelizing faith and repent! Or else.
🏴☠️Azzgobblinz
“YYYYAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!”
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Nobody knows how these short green rimming bastards came to play, but the Azzgobblinz make sure that no landlubber will ignore their lustful plundering! They barely have lands beyond tropical islands that are the homes of native tribes of goblins, for the great seas of Glerra are their true homes! Taming great sea monsters and bringing forth their great crashing waves of horny short stinky green menaces to Glerra! Azzgobblinz are a vicious, selfish breed that somehow forms a loose collective with the singular goal of dominating the world with their tongues and their musk! These disgusting little critters are abhored by the rest of the continent, but that makes their victories all the more sweet to them! By the Mommy and all the deep fuckers who bring our sails to juicy tallboi bussies, none will escape the tides of the Azzgobblinz fleets!