This project is part of Iliana's famous mod http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1071663-relzbeta-elsweyr-the-deserts-of-anequina-thread-8
Previous threads:
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1062821-wipz-elsweyrs-kingdom-of-rimmen
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1067779-wipz-elsweyrs-kingdom-of-rimmen-thread-2
Team:
grzesiog1 - started the project, but had to leave us.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/560600-auryga - forced into being the team leader by grzesiog1. So it's all his fault, not mine.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/416156-googlepox - retexturing and interiors.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/567880-johnn123 - owns the market of Rimmen and the lower class part of the city.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/599040-norinvaux - owns the upper class part of the city.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/591230-zaf - in charge for our male voice files.
http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/227375-mr-siika - not sure if I'm allowed to name him a team member, but he made the meshes for all upper and lower class houses and the walls around the city.
Some background:
Rimmen
Though ostensibly its own kingdom, Rimmen still pays tribute to the Mane of Elsweyr, from whose realm it seceded in CE812 during the Interregnum. Earlier, Akaviri refugees had fled persecution when the warlord Attrebus briefly aspired to the Imperial Throne. Attrebus, though he lasted no longer than most of the pretender kings of that period, thought he might rid Cyrodiil of the foreigners who had ruled it for the first half of the Common Era, and he drove the Akaviris past the Empire's borders into Elsweyr. The khajiit granted them asylum in the hills and steppes of northwestern Elsweyr, where they dwelt in relative seclusion until remnants of the Dir-Kamal resurfaced in Cyrodiil, seizing the Throne from Attrebus' successors. The Rimmen (literally, the "Rim Men," as the khajiit called them) joined their brothers to try to rebuild the Empire. This effort was doomed to failure, but not before the khajiit attempted to reclaim their lands in a series of bloody border wars. Currently, since the ascension of Tiber Septim, the hapless Rimmen have once again submitted to the protection of the Mane, with a renewed tribute paying for the Cat Lord's guarantee of their independence, a truly weak reed upon which to lean.
34. The Pocket Guide to the Empire (and its environs) mentions that Cyrodil has some colonies of "true Akaviri", and people with Akiviri facial traits and last names. Will this lore be present in any form in the game?
The vagaries of Akaviri culture have been all but completely absorbed into the cosmopolitan social structure of Cyrodiil. Holding out hope for some kind of remote pool of "true Akaviris" was perhaps simply wishful thinking on the part of the author of the initial Pocket Guide. A new version is being composed to correct his mistakes and exaggerations.
Rimmen has elegant bones of ivory-colored stone with few towers but many domes. Soldiers- human soldiers- met them at the gate... For another hundred yards they snaked through the twists and turns of an entry overlooked by platforms for archers, mages, and siege weapons. that brought them to the market, a bustling, colorful plaza empty in the middle but girdled by tents and stalls and bounded by canols. A broad avenue flanked by even more expansive waterways continued on to what was clearly the palace, an ancient-looking structure raised up on a high, tiered substructure. the tiers held some buildings, and apparently earth, because he[Attrebus] could see trees growing there. Surmounting that was a cylindrical building with a large golden dome. Water cascaded down the sides of the palace, feeding the pool that encircled it.
Attrebus wondered where all the water came from.
Off to the eastern side of the palace, he could see the odd curly-edged roof of what had to be the Akaviri temple ... The only place ... with similar architecture was Cloud Ruler Temple...
...
He was surprised to see that fewer than half of the people were Khajiit, and many of those lolled about with wild or vacant eyes, skooma pipes clutched in their hands. ...
They left the plaza, crossing a canol on a footbridge and thence down a narrow street where gentrly chiming bells were depended between the flat roofs of the buildings and viridian moths flittered in the shadows. the addicts were even thicker here, a few watching them and holding out their hands for money; but most were shivering, lost in their visions.
They arrived at their destinations, a smaller square with a fortified building surrounded by guards in purple surcoats and red sashes.