This is an NPC only Kingdom
Kingdom Summary
The Fall of the Shroud brought about the rise of Mayan and Aztec death gods and the underworld of Xibalba, turning portions of Mexico and Central America into places of fear and torment. Here, Aztlan citizens are sacrificed to their God of Death, only to rise again with no escape from eternal service.
Dominant Races
Vampires, Wraiths, and Mummies
Politics & NPCs
Dischordia’s relationship with Aztlan has largely emphasized conflict over diplomacy. As such, little has been discovered of the inner workings of their politics.
Allies
German Free States, Stygian Alliance, Ukhu Amarumaya
Enemies
Umbral Realms
Low Umbra - Shroud 2 (Flayed Lands - Shroud 0)
Middle Umbra - Gauntlet 4 (Pangea - Gauntlet 2, Mountains of Heaven - Gauntlet 3)
Dreaming - Mists 10 / Banality 8
High Umbra - Periphery 5 (Afterworlds - Periphery 2, Elemental Courts of Occident - 3)
Kingdom Views
Huitzilopochtli is first in rank, no one is like unto him: not vainly do I sing his praises coming forth in the garb of our ancestors; I shine; I glitter. He is a terror to the Mixteca; he alone destroyed the Picha-Huasteca, he conquered them. The Dart-Hurler is an example to the city, as he sets to work. He who commands in battle is called the representative of my God. When he shouts aloud he inspires great terror, the divine hurler, the god turning himself in the combat. Amanteca, gather yourselves together with me in the house of war against your enemies, gather yourselves together with me. Pipiteca, gather yourselves together with me in the house of war against your enemies, gather yourselves together with me.
In Aztlan the god appears; thy banner is unfolded in all directions, and none weep. I, the god, have returned again to the place of abundance of blood-sacrifices; there when the day grows old, I am beheld as a god. Thy work is that of a noble magician; truly thou hast made thyself to be of our flesh; thou hast made thyself, and who dare affront thee? Truly he who affronts me does not find himself well with me; my fathers took by the head the tigers and the serpents. In Tlalocan, in the verdant house, they play at ball, they cast the reeds. Go forth to where the clouds are spread abundantly, where the thick mist makes the cloudy house of Tlaloc. There with strong voice I rise up and cry aloud. Go ye forth to seek me, seek for the words which I have said, as I rise, a terrible one, and cry aloud. After 1,000 years they shall go forth, not to be known, not to be numbered, they shall descend to the beautiful house, to unite together and know the doctrine. Go forth to where the clouds are spread abundantly, where the thick mist makes the cloudy house of Tlaloc.
Aether: Though this age is one of darkness, it must be so. The wheel of ages must be greased with the blood of sacrifice to continue to turn. It was we who first foresaw the cataclysm at the end of the long count; even we did not foresee the rise of the hungry darkness that seeks to devour the wheel itself.
Avalon: The Pendragon is known to be the wisest leader their people have ever known, and yet he does not possess the wisdom to allow the darkness to rise and fall as balance demands.
Diamond Congo:
Dischordia: Our neighbors to the north offer succor to our enemy who has stolen our most sacred truths, and they, themselves have stolen a holy site of Xipe Totec Our Lord the Flayed One. Dischordia has proven themselves to be our enemies, and we will see blood spilled for their tresspasses against us and their hearts shall fuel us.
German Free States: Those of México-Tenochtitlán, who once called themselves Sabbat, say that these ‘Anarchs’ are like their smaller siblings, following the same rebellious path as they did centuries before. We shall watch with pride as they grow.
Iron Lotus: Like our own gods, Kali knows the nature and necessity of this age as one of death, and recognizes the need for blood. If our gods will ally in death or compete for the dead remains to be seen.
Jade Empire: Allies to our enemies and enemies to our allies, but their people have not acted against us. This stalemate cannot last forever, and so we prepare for war when it comes. Their Emperor clings to the corpses of shattered gods to deny the truth, but his empire, as all things, must pass.
Jukurrpa: We have little contact with this land of savage dreams. What we know of them leads us to believe there is little reason for our paths to cross. The time may come for them to rise, but now is not that time.
Stygian Alliance: Though others have conspired to divide us, Huitzilopochtli is honored by the Council of Stars. Now that Lazarus has taken his place among the gods of death, our two kingdoms are closer than ever before.
Ukhu Amarumaya: Our allies are cut from the same cloth and their gods, like ours, answer to the call of blood.
Vechnyy Uzhas: We know not what to make of Rasputin's madness.