What can be said of the south pole that doesn't involve a sense of tragedy.
The south has always been dealt the worst hand in history. Situated at an endless icy continent, flat and barren, the South pole has long been deemed by the rest of the world as the backwater frozen ass end cut off from the rest of the world. Yet still as the old southern saying goes these lands don't melt away and neither do we.
The southern races have a strange sense of national pride and common unity. Perhaps evolved from a shared goal of survival in a hospitable landscape where food and resources was scarce. The common unifying factor? The sea. The lifeblood of their impoverished nation. But in time even that was not enough to sustain them. so they began looking elsewhere.
Seeking a new home for their now overpopulated continent, and struggling under the restrictions of the ocean monarchy in use of their seas Arkavos the wanderer, set out alone to scour the world in a pilgrimage to find a new habitable icy biome for his nation to colonize leading to the first yet certainly not the last war of conquest against their rivals of the North. In time, the North would capitulate to the rule of their southern rulers, and Arkavos the wanderer was crowned first emperor of the new South Pole Empire.
For 300 years the empire prospered at both corners of the world. Pulling the best, (and worst) from both northern and southern cultures in to a diverse and multiethnic empire growing wealthy, yet arrogant in their seemingly invincible might. So much so they sought to challenge the rule for control of the southern seas against the might of the ocean Monarchy. A contest of strength, that sadly for their nation. Ended in a humiliating defeat.
Its hard to believe its only been seventeen years since their false surrender. Much has changed since the golden days of the South Pole Empire. Their nation at first appearing fractured and impoverished as in the days of old. Morale weakened, their army disarmed. yet we were deceived. They survive even stronger than ever. Defeated yet determined, rebuilding their famed navy and airforce stronger than ever before in secrecy right under our very noses. I fear they will endure as always, they are a resilient people I will say that much for them. Resilient, and uncompromising in reclaiming their lost ambitions, for a new symbol of hope has arisen in the form of the new empress to guide them to reclaim what they have lost.
No matter how many her vengeance must consume to fulfill that promise to her people scorned by mine.
Arech Historian Khel Kem Vorus.
Day 248nd of foreign travels abroad.