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United Men of the Crescent
The UMC is a nation forged by war, and exists only for that purpose. On the bloody battlefields around the marsh it was born, and since then the overriding purpose for anything they do has been one thing: to destroy Anvil. It is said that men there are born with a longsword in one hand and a shield in the other. This might as well be true. Fit boys join the war at 16, with little exception. After four years of battle some return home to take up other crafts, but soldiering will always be their first profession. Women are pressed into the clergy, or if they have the talent into the Mage towers. Men who are close enough to the Gods to wield their divine power, or those who study the arcane do so in the shadows. More than anywhere else the men of the Crescent hold to a strict caste system. Anyone who strays from the accepted norm is branded as an Anvil sympathizer and a traitor, and often time outcast entirely. "All for the Crescent!"
Lord Brene is a dark and foreboding man. Behind his great curly mustache and bald chin is the mind of political master. He is only matched by the War Prince Hutak in this regard. Traditionally the War Prince handled the military and the Lord everything else. Lately the two have been butting in on each others areas. The war has raged on as usual, but behind the scenes two great minds do battle in a different way.
Stereotypes of a Crescent Man:
Brutish and Warlike
Uncaring towards good or evil
Loyal
Exceptions exist, but are practiced in secret.
Crescent Soldier: Chainmail, longsword, and shield. These men are excellent in groups as well as in single combat, unlike the pure squad maneuvers of the Anvil. This allows smaller units with greater mobility on the field, their one true advantage to the superior size and equipment of their enemies.
Crescent Knight: Full plate knights in the classic sense. These men are made up of the nobility of the UMC, and more often than not are superior to all other horsemen on the field. The nobles of the crescent or sometimes even more brutish than the lower classes.