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Capital: ????
Religion: Oroist

By Martin Helsdon

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A successor state to the Maori Imperium that fled to the Persian Gulf.

The History:

Unlikely to be written.

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1649-1650 T161
Timor Seahold: The Timorese luxuriated in their far-flung conquests.

1651-1652 T162
Timor Seahold: The Timorese continued to grapple with their economic problems and hoped that they would be able to get their heads above water sometime soon.

1653-1654 T163
Timor Seahold: The Seahold shuffled fleets internally and attempted to shore up the groaning butresses of the state. Luckily, things puttered along just fine for another couple of years.

1655-1656 T164
Timor Seahold: The Timorese continued to struggle with the simple processes of rule and tax collection. In attempts to rectify the book balances for the SeaHold Daivirtu summoned all of the fleets and armies back to Golan, retrained and regrouped many of them and expanded his trade presence on the crucial routes to Judah and Japan, sending a fair portion of the fleet along as escorts in case of pirates. A good deal of grain was acquired from the Sud Afriqan Red Cross as well, which staved off rioting and famine in the streets of the capital. With the grain came many RSA priests, preaching the word of this Jesus fellow. All these arguments and teaching fell on deaf ears, however.

1657-1658 T165
Timor Seahold: Daivirtu. through mighty exertions, managed to scrape by this turn and keep his clerks, factors and troops fed and clothed. Obviously these were desperate times and some bold move was needed to succor the fortunes of the SeaHold. While moping about his chambers in Golan Daivirtu's gaze happened to light upon the locked iron box containing the rutters that he had brought with him from his previous service with the Sarawak. These were ancient collectors items and had been handed down from father to son from the days of the Maori Imperium. Hmn, he thought, perhaps some of the secrets of the ancients can aid me now... A slow devilish smile creased his narrow dark face. Within days the Timorese fleet had loaded marines, food and water aboard and had sailed off north in search of glory and victory! Much later they returned, laden with gold and jewels and Daivirtu was most pleased with the success of his daring expedition.

1659-1660 T166
Timor Seahold: The Timor fleet, its blood whetted by the spectacular success of its raid into the Americas, put to the sea road once more, ranging now west into Indian waters looking for weak prey. They found the Sikh realm coming down in fire and blood and added their own torch to the pyre by sacking the coastal cities of Banavasi in Malabar, Ghoumba in Chera and Tanjore in Chola before making their swift way home to the fortress island of Timor to count their loot.

Sikh Empire: The inhabitants of the southern coasts were treated to strong raids by the Timorese pirate fleet, which destroyed the cities of Banavasi, Ghoumba and Tanjore. Thousands died in these raids and many comely maidens were taken away as prize by the pagan raiders. The survivors wailed and entreated Allah for the return of their beloved children.

1661-1663 T167
Timor Seahold: The Timorese rested after a series of very successful campaigns against distant empires. Daivirtu now turned his attentions to improving the lot of the common folk within his realm.

1663-1664 T168
Timor Seahold: Daivirtu concluded some business dealings with his neighbors and bent much of his attention to the doings of the Sarawak, his powerful neighbor who had suddenly fallen upon hard times. The colonies on Madagascar were also abandoned, as they were doing little for the Seahold financially. The garrison troops there were very pleased to return to the fleshpots and gardens of canalled Timor.

1665-1666 T169
Kingdom of Sarawak: The Sarawak and Timor attacked the Viet capital at Thanglong, got into a massive sea battle with the Viet fleet - defeated it at horrible cost - landed ashore, fought an equally vicious battle with the Viet army - won at great cost and then besieged Thanglong. Soon after they were forced to abandon the siege by the return of the Annamese army that had attacked Manchou and retire to Irem in Champa to regroup.

Timor Seahold: The Timorese sent forces to fight with the Sarawak against Viet.

1669-1670 T171
Timor Seahold: Viton, seeing that his son Kolos was in need of a bride, sent three of his lieutenants to Irian and the court of the prince of Sorong to seek a bride there. They found a Sarawak lord also in attendance, but their more pleasing words (and the offer of direct alliance by marriage) won the day for them. The Sarawaki, Lord Karawin, was tremendously disgusted (he had been there for four years) and he swore bitter oaths against the faithless Timorese. Rumors were also heard amongst the islands of a copper-skinned pirate that had been seen lurking about the Sulu Sea and environs.

1671-1672 T172
Timor Seahold: Viton snickered, quietly, at the devastation caused by the Monster Island fleet and put his own fleet on strong patrols to ensure that there was no piracy within the waters that he controlled! Relations continued to improve with the Iriani, despite strong efforts by the Sarawak embassy there.

1673-1674 T173
Timor Seahold: The Timor continued their diplomatic pressure on the Iriani and finally convinced them to become full members of the Seahold. Sealord Jakat, on patrol against the Pirates of Monster Island, noted with avarice that the Sarawak had fallen on very hard times. He took some intiative of his own and seized the Sarawak city of Ternate on the Moluccas and when that proved successful, he also seized the rich province of Sabah on the north coast of Borneo. King Viton, who was at first quite displeased by this, then examined the tax receipts from these lands and was quite pleased. He was less pleased to be murdered by his son, Kolos, at the end of 1673. Kolos ascended the Timorese throne without difficulty as Sealord Jakat supported him fully.

1675-1676 T174
Timor Seahold: Various plans of the Timor were forestalled by the murder of Sealord Jakat by Sarawak agents at the beginning of 1675. Prince Kolos then decided to mind his own business and prepare for more activities … later.

1677-1678 T175
Timor Seahold: The Timor minded their own business and were very surprised when the Tatar refugees were sealifted into their immediate neighborhood. Kolos was not pleased with the loss of Sabah and wondered when he would be able to take vengenance…

T177
Timor Seahold: The Timor, also faced with the prospect of being crushed between the millstones of the great powers, fortified the cities of Sorong, Ternate and Golan. Trade was cut with the Japanese, which hurt Timor much more than Japan, sadly. Attempts to seize the Japanese shipping that might have been in port were foiled by the Nipponese merchants having already fled! Even so, the Timor fleet ferried the Oroist zealots over to Sulawesi, where they spent most of 1681 crawling around the jungle before besieging and capturing the port of Mikuran.

Prince Kolos regarded the lowly acolyte with distaste. For his part, the priest, aware of the potentional for misfortune that threatens the bearers of bad news, was visibly frightened.

"You are sure of this?" snarled Kolos.

"I am afraid so, Lord. The islanders, encouraged by the recent rejection of the vile foreign religions, have returned to the faith of their forebears and..."

"Donned purple robes?"

The priest flinched back from the expression on the face of the Prince and nodded.

"Yes, Lord. They talk of the 'god of the sea from the east'. When my fellow priests tried to object, the islanders set upon them and bound them with black ropes. Then they took them to the old stone pyramids deep in the jungle and offered their still-beating hearts to their so-called great god Kon-Kuluz."

Kolos turned to his admiral in disgust.

"Take a detachment of the fleet, find these islanders and destroy them. This foul aberration must be nipped in the bud!"

1683-1684 T178
Tatar Kingdom of Borneo: The Tatars, tired of being kicked around, counter-attacked! The noyan Uwelhu recaptured Tengah from the Javans (who to be honest, had abandoned it) with a force of some hundreds. Lord Goyenjen led a larger force against Sulawesi and the Timor troops occupying that island...

Timor Seahold: The Timorese garrison on Sulawesi was busy setting Buddist temples alight and otherwise thrashing the natives about when the coastal scouts reported that a Tatar army had landed quite near to Mikuran and was now marching overland against the city. The Sealord Johos, determined both to protect his new conquest and to teach the Tatars a lesson, gathered up his men and moved to intercept the Tatar army. Well, it was really only about a thousand men with five or so artillery pieces. Johos had almost 5,000 men under his command, so he attacked the invaders as soon as he could. Goyenjen's force was slaughtered and he himself fled to his fleet to scamper away. Johos laughed to see the Tatars make such haste.

1685-1686 T179
Timor Seahold: The Timorese, meantime, had gathered in secret a great fleet and army at Mikuran on Sulawesi. Indeed nearly the entire Timorese army had been gathered on the island when, lo! the Tatar host landed on the far side and once more marched across the rugged interior to besiege the port. The Sealord Johos, upon learning of this, sent Seacaptain Jen around the island to the south-west with the fleet while he himself led his men out to hunt down the invaders. So, Johos and his army of 14,000 men soon encountered the vanguard of the 6,000-odd Tatars in the jungled passes of central Sulawesi. The ensuing battle was neither pretty or one for the histories - suffice it to say that Johos was victorious and Goyenden was then hauled back to the dungeons of Golan in chains, disgraced.

Seacaptain Jen, in turn, fell upon the unsuspecting (and unled) Tatar fleet on the north side of the island and destroyed the warships and captured many of the transports. Thus, the victorious sailors were waiting when Johos and his troopers marched down out of the mountains. Johos was well pleased with this and loaded his army forthwith onto the Seahold fleet.

Sabah and the Tatar capital of Kozoronden were the next targets for Johos and he found that city undefended and empty of the expected Tatar government ( which had fled for parts unknown once news of the failure of the expedition to Sulawesi was learned, and word of the Austral landing in Sarawak had come ). Johos spent the rest of 1686 converting the population of Sabah to Oroist.

1687-1688 T180
Javan Empire: Even as the Skull-fleet rained destruction upon the cities of the north, the Japanese fleet, awesome in its strength, came upon the Riouw Sea like a taifun of legend. Striding across the sea in great hooked lines, the Tokugawa ripped through the shipping of the Javans, Timorese and Australs. Hundreds of ships were captured, looted and set alight to drift like paper lanterns in the darkness. Thousands of seamen were slain or hurled overboard to cling to the debris of their ships.

Timor Seahold: Kolos shuffled his fleets about, sending more troops to Sumatra to crush the remainder of the Tatar resistance on that bejungled land. Lord Punfei led these men, along with a goodly portion of the levy from Irian, and the fleet to do battle. So it was that Kolos was stunned when the rattle of musketry broke the evening silence over Golan-port in December of 1687. Rushing to rally his men, the Prince was nearly gunned down by Punfei's marines, who were busily storming the palace. Luckily for the Prince, he had recently recalled several regiments of crack musketeers and sharpshooters to the city for requipage. Now Timorese fought Timorese in the nighted streets; block to block, with clubs, guns and sabers under the flickering torchlight and the huge yellow eye of the moon.

So did Golan bleed for four days and four nights. At the end of this time, when the captains of the fleet saw that neither Kolos nor Punfei had gained the advantage and that the marines and sailors and infantrymen were dying in vain, they called a truce between both sides. To the prince and to the pretender, they said: "By the blood of the men of Timor, you shall not have the longboard of rule, rather by your own wit and skill you shall have it, as was done in days of old, when our forefathers rode the waves of the land of the long cloud. Here, knives you will have, and a circle of sand, and the passing of the day to decide between you."

Then did the shark-priests take up the serrated tooth-staves and ring about the 'island' of sand and Kolos and Punfei were left upon it to find mastery. Not twelve minutes did Kolos last upon the island, 'ere Punfei stepped forth, Prince of Timor. All those in the city acclaimed him, for the shark-god smiled upon the victor. Elsewhere, the Timorese army in Sabah attacked south into Timur, which the Tatars had left defenceless - so it was easy prey - and then Selatan as well. Oroist priests, both of Timor and Austral clans, followed close behind and the Buddist temples were destroyed or reclaimed ( if they had been Oroist before the coming of the Tatars ). The populace of both provinces accepted Oro as their personal saviour.

1689-1690 T181
Timor Seahold: Punfei, for his part, had concieved in secret a strategem that would win him the mastery of all Indonesia - the Javans, he thought, are weakened by their incessant wars against the Japanese. Now is the time for me to strike and seize what remains to them! Though he planned in secret, his thought was known to some who held Oro first in their hearts. These faithful sent word to the Austral realm, and thence to Java.

So, as Prince Konote and Sealord Johos set sail under moonless skies from the port of Golan, their passing into the west did not go unremarked. Indeed, the Javan fleet had been withdrawn to Sumatra, or sent with Laboute on his mission, and the Timorese army ( and many mercenaries ) landed in Kediri province and marched upon Singhasari.

Almost immediately the Timorese force found itself in the midst of a thicket of fortifications and now pressed by not just the Javan forces commanded by Prince Mo'ark, but by Wili himself. The 6,000-odd Timorese were attacked by 10,000 Javans. Things went immediately downhill for the Timorese and they were chopped to bits amidst the rice-paddies and fortifications of "spiny Java". Some six hundred men of Konote's personal guard managed to make it back to their fleet offshore. They slunk away, bloody and chastened by their foray into the killing fields.

Now, in the meantime, Laboute and Abei and their squadron had sailed to Tempy, taken aboard a great force of mercenaries, and had launched a great raid upon Golan on Timor itself. Punfei, alone in his capital, watched in horror as the Javans swarmed ashore and laid siege to the city walls. Though the Golan city milita fought fiercely to hold the gates, they were smashed aside by heavy guns and then, in a cruel act of revenge, the Javan Monsters were unleashed within the city. The great lizards rampaged through the streets, goaded on by their handlers, dragging screaming men and women from their homes to rend them limb from limb. While the Monsters feasted upon the townsfolk, Laboute's marines captured the palace and cast Punfei down from the eyes of Oro. His brains lay dashed on the flagstones below as his palace burned above him.

The city was destroyed, as "a lesson to those who raise their hand in treachery against Oro" and then Laboute and Abei withdrew to their fleet and melted away into the tropical darkness. Behind them the towering pillar of flame that marked the ruin of Golan was visible for hundreds of miles.

Konote followed that dire portent home with his fleet and found the home of his youth a scattered waste of charred timbers, cracked skulls and the signs of a terrible feast. Disenhartened, he recalled the various outlying garrisons to Golonarda in Wewak, where now he made his capital.

Naipon-Austral Empire: Now the throng murmured angrily, thinking of the battered merchant ships that had of late come into the northern ports, filled with the dead and the dying. The Tokugawa fleet had punished the Australs heavily.

"We have learned a hard lesson. We thought that the overbearing Japanese had been put in their place. Instead they still reach across the ocean to interfere in our lives in a vain attempt to prove that they are still a great power. It is a typical Buddist weakness.

"But there is more! Just today I have been informed that the house of Oro has a traitor in its midst. Punfei, the new king of Timor, is a Japanese ally! It is not the fault of the people of Timor that their lord has betrayed them. I have faith that they will happily come under the rule of Austral, along with any Timorese fleets or armies that survive.

"Because here today, on the very steps of the Temple of Oro, I, the Primate of Oro, excommunicate Punfei and his followers. The source of this corruption is, as always, the Japanese. Clearing them from our part of the Holy Ocean was not enough. As Oro Incarnate I tell you that they must be exterminated! When my father fought them, he made one mistake; he showed them mercy! This mistake shall not be repeated.

"Once again, the Great Shark calls you to war! Will you follow?"

The crowd thundered its acclaim and its fervor.

1691-1692 T182
Hosogawa Borneo: The refugees sailed south, past the Phillipines, to Sabah on the north end of Borneo, which they then seized from the Timor Seahold garrison there. The Hosogawa lords then settled upon the land ( the third such set of exile masters that the province had known).

Javan Empire: Admiral Laboute, sent to sea to watch the doings of the Timorese, shadowed their fleet sailing into the uttermost west, then landed a strong force of marines at Sabang in Aceh and seized the city. The Danish missionaries there were undisturbed, however. In the east, Captain Sturl'n and Abei had remained in the hidden inlets of Sumba until the Timorese fleet had departed. Then they sailed north to Sulawesi, where the newly free province agreed to pay at least nominal allegiance to the mighty Wili. Abei then urged the other captains to continue onward.

With the ghostly "Hooligan" at their head, the Javan squadron then sailed quietly into the Moluccas and captured, with barely a shot, the Timorese city of Ternate there. The city milita, faced with the horror of the Monsters, was unwilling to die such a gruesome death and they begged to be spared. Abei was quite pleased - now all of the spice and pepper trade was in Javan hands.

Timor Seahold: Having convinced the Javans, at least a little, that he was harmless, Konote beggared all of the remaining moneylenders within his domain ( and in nearby Austral ) to finance the hiring of the mercenary captain Al-Walid and all of the mercenaries in the area. These forces he gathered ( along with the garrisons of Sulawesi, the Moluccas and Sabah ) and sailed west in a large fleet. As they passed the Javan islands they were shadowed at a distance by the locals, but let pass freely. It was a doomed voyage, for none of the men of Timor that took ship into the west returned to their homeland again. After the news of the slaughter at Parim Island reached Golan, Konote's cousin, Tahanú, was chosen as Prince by the elders.

Persian Empire: Messengers from Jiddah had reached Persian outposts on the Warm Sea and carried a tale of infidel invasion and piracy, So, Ibn al As departed in the spring of 1692 to deal with the incursion of the Timorese into Arabian waters, but returned soon after to continue the blockade.

Off the Arabian Coast...: After a long and grueling voyage, the Timorese fleet under the command of Konote arrived at the rocky shores of Madina. A fishing village ( Jiddah ) was captured by the marines and then a great host of Timorese and Khemer troops came ashore in longboats, rafts and barges of all kinds. Local tribesmen, watching with surprise from the nearby hills, counted almost 35,000 men gather in the camps that were then built around the town. A few weeks later the Prince of Golan spoke to his men, telling them that "we will repay the opressors of Oro with their own coin; blood and slaughter!"

The Timorese host then marched inland, towards the dusty,white-washed, city of Mecca. Those same tribesmen scattered before the advance of the Oroists, bringing the word of their invasion to the sheykhs and chiefs of the surrounding tribes. An Infidel army was marching upon the Holy City! Casting aside their differences ( for the moment ) the lords of Asir, Hijaz, Tihamat, Dahy and Safajah rushed their warriors to the city of the Fallen Stone with all haste. Within three months, as the Oroists struggled with little water or feed through the Madinan highlands, the Arab tribes had gathered 35,000 horsemen at Mecca.

Konote's army, approaching Mecca from the north, reached Al-Jumúm in June of 1692 and found the town held against them by a force of Dahy tribesmen. Under an incindiary sun, the Timorese shook out their lines and launched a probe into the town. The Arabs attacked from the surrounding hills and wadi as soon as the Timorese troops reached the outskirts of the village. That first day of struggle in the sun-baked valley consumed almost half of each army. The sheikh of the Dahy was wounded, as was Konote. Still, the Timorese hurled back attack after attack with their superior artillery and musketry. On the second day, the Timorese went on the attack, hoping to break out of the encircling Arabs. Without the good advice of the Dahy chief, the remaining clansmen hurled themselves into the heart of the Timorese advance and were volleyed to pieces by the disciplined fire of the Oroists. The Arab army broke apart by the end of the day and scattered. The road to Mecca was open.

The city of the Fallen Stone surrendered by the end of July; for its ancient stone and mud-brick walls could not withstand the hammering of the Timorese guns. Konote entered the precincts of the Al-Haram in the company of seventy Hmong mercenaries and carried on a large curule chair hoisted by eleven Sumatran slaves. One side of his face paralyzed by the bullet wound he had suffered at Al-Jumúm, the prince grimaced a smile at the sight of the cloth-shrouded Kaaba. "Tear it forth as a babe from the womb!" he shouted to the sledge weilding masons that accompanied him, "let them see their holy stone defaced and destroyed!" The Oroists rushed forward to the corner of the windowless building.

Casting aside the heavily embroidered cloth drapes, the masons drew up short in surprise. The cornerstone of the building, said to be as black as the night sky, was empty - only a gouged cavity revealed itself to them. They turned to Konote in confusion, where was the stone? The Prince was enraged and nineteen of the mullahs captured with the fall of the Mosque were slain out of hand before he could master his insane rage. At last, the eldest was dragged forth from under the bleeding bodies of his fellows and thrown onto the stones before Konote's chair.

"Where is the Stone, old fool! Where have you hidden it?"

The mullah raised his ancient eyes to the sky and smiled. "Know, O king, that you were not the first to strike so at the heart of the Dar-el-Islam. No more than sixty years ago, the Black Stone was destroyed and defaced by the thousand-times-damned Egyptians ( may their souls writhe in torment for all eternity ). There is nothing for you here, save death in the sand." Konote felt a great emptiness then, his bold stroke was for nothing. He raised his mailed fist to strike the knowing smirk from the face of the old man, but halted at the sight of blind, corrupted, eyes.

"Your house shall be accursed for this," came a voice from the body of the old man, a voice from a great vastness, which filled the canopied halls of the Haram. "all your race will perish, abandoned by your cruel god; woe to the bloody city! ... Golan is laid waste: who will bemoan her? ... Thy fishermen slumber, O king of Timor: thy nobles shall dwell in the deeps: thy people will be scattered upon the wave-road, and no man shall gathereth them."

Konote shuddered at the tolling echoes of that voice, and then slashed down; spurting blood blinded him, for a moment. Still, his troops destroyed the city with fire and powder, leaving many of the inhabitants entombed alive. The Oroists, now viewed as demons, returned to Jiddah unmolested by the local tribes. They then set sail for the southern ocean.

A Persian frigate was watching their departure from the harbour of Jiddah, however, and its captain put on all sail to dash south to the islands at the mouth of the straits of Bab-al-Mandab. So, when Konote's fleet passed on the channel side of the island, a single bright green flare was lofted from the mount of Perim and the seas turned black with the vast armada of Persian sails that then swung out from behind the desolate shore. The 174 Timorese ships attempted to swing away from the two attacking groups of Persians ( numbering over seven hundred in all ), but were forced to action. The sea battle of Perim Island was over quickly, with all of the Timorese ships and crews smashed and sunk, while the mercenary ships were quick to surrender and were put ashore in Aden. Konote and his lieutenants were killed in the affray or were put to death soon after by the enraged Persians. The Amir Ibn Al As, commanding the Persian fleet, was grim in his countenance thereafter. The Oroists would have to be tought a lesson...

The Kings

  • Tahanú 1692-????
  • Konote 1690-1692
  • Punfei 1689-1690
  • Kolos 1673-1688
  • Viton ????-1673
  • Daivitru

The Players

  • T181-T182 Jon Sharp
  • T178-T179 John Millsaps
  • T174-T175 Open
  • T172 Kevin O'Neill
  • T171 Open
  • T168-T170 Steve Hogie
  • T161-T167 John Zan
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