YosefNES I: Oif Gelt, Oif Gelt, un Oif Gelt

Israelite9191 said:
Condor didn't order the invasion. His ministers carried out the invasion as was dictated by Ayutthaya's obligations to the tributary state of Lan Xang. If Condor had told me not to honour this agreement, then war would have been averted. Since he didn't, I took it that his policy was to honour all agreements. Comprenez-vous?

EDIT: Oh, and Kentharu and sp are both confirmed.
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You are very correct.

From: Ayutthaya
To: Mahmud Shah, Sultan of Malacca

Ayutthaya is willing to reach an agreement but it would cost you.
We are willing to hand over our recently conquered cities and promise never to return (unless attacked) if you pay us with manpower and Ic. You broach the first agreement.
 
sorry ignore
 
Verily said:
Quite frankly, this is not a negotiation. You leave and return the cities to local (not Malaccan) rule, or we drive you out.
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We see no reason why you wish to throw us out of Sarmatia.

Wait mistake post?
 
Condor_green said:
We see no reason why you wish to throw us out of Sarmatia.

Wait mistake post?
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No, not a mistake. I decided to reconsider, and with reconsideration the statement stands. Sumatra is independent territory, and trade and peace are best facilitated by its continued independence. Moreover, I am well aware that the Muslim peoples will not appreciate your rule and will continue to resist Ayutthayan expansion. It is not in your interests to rule the region.
 
Verily said:
No, not a mistake. I decided to reconsider, and with reconsideration the statement stands. Sumatra is independent territory, and trade and peace are best facilitated by its continued independence. Moreover, I am well aware that the Muslim peoples will not appreciate your rule and will continue to resist Ayutthayan expansion. It is not in your interests to rule the region.
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I will try my luck there and if it gets messy i will leave.
 
A Return

“Hussain!” The voice cried. “Hussain ibn Mahmud! Get inside this house right now! We haven’t seen you for seven years, and you can only wander around on the street where we live? Where we live, Hussain, yes, still, even though you left us for all these long years and times have been lean without you.”

Two children who had been listening from an inner doorway ducked out of sight; Rana was not one to be short of wind when something aroused her ire. “You leave us to study in Hindustan, you say, to become a better smith because all the Hindustanis can work steel, you say, and then you write but once a year, and you know that I have to go to Khadijah down the street to read your Arabic. I can hardly read and your writing could use improvement! And I don’t know what has become of you, gone all these years, and I am running your business but I am only a woman and cannot compete with the men, and your hired boys grew up while you were gone and I had to find new ones…” Around this point Hussain stopped listening and let Rana’s word flow over him. She had a musical lilt to her voice, something he had always cherished in his only wife, a lilt he had not heard in many years. It was more charming than her long speech. Although being spoken to with anger by a wife could be a pleasure of a sort. His ears perked up after a few minutes.

“…And men of the Sultan, they were here themselves, just a month ago, looking for you! You know, you are famous for your metalworking, the Sultan must have some grand plans that he wanted your assistance, but, no, you were in Hindustan, too busy even for the Sultan, even for your wife…”

“Not too busy for the Sultan, at least, and only as busy as I needed to be to keep a roof over my wife’s head. I have heard word already that the Sultan sought me out and visited at the palace gate upon my arrival.” Before the objection could get out, he continued, “It was on the way, and did not delay me in returning home to my lovely and talented wife, who has run the shop so well these years I have been away.”

He paused for a smile before continuing. “There is an important project the Sultan wants my help on, some new form of weapon of some sort that some crackpot scientist has designed and I am to prototype. The messenger sent to the gate did not know more, but I will know soon. And it will be good for the both of us, Rana, and my new steel techniques will bring us in great money from soldiers and pompous noble fools alike. I am only glad to return home.”
 
lord_joakim said:
OOC: Very good update Israelite, but I am sad that you ignored my orders, even when the whole thing was a mistake. I did at least expect to read about the Brunei this turn. :p
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Didn't ignore your orders, you just haven't yet done anything significant enough to be mentioned (same with Chagatai, another PC that wasn't mentioned). Your stats will reflect your orders.
Charles Li said:
OOC: Why did you automatically protect a no-longer tributary state?
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It is not a vassal, but it is a tributary state. If you would please take the time to read the information on tributary relationships, you will see that unlike vassals tributary states' policies are not dictated by the stronger country; rather, they pay tribute and do their best not to get in the way of the stronger country's foreign policy. This may be subtle, but it is a very important difference.

Also, Ming told me to go for Lan Xang, Ayut is tributary state of ming, so Ayut is going against Ming interests... me taking Lan Xang (gota find that diplo!)
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I did not see anywhere in this thread were you were told to attack Lan Xang, nor did the Ming tell me that they wanted you to invade Lan Xang, nor did you tell me that the Ming told you to invade Lan Xang, not was Ayutthaya told that the Ming wanted you to invade Lan Xang. They did tell you not to invade Panduranga, but I do not believe that they ever told you to invade Lan Xang. Remember, be clear in all diplomacy, tell me of all diplomacy, and do not make any assumptions.

Disenfrancised said:
OoC: Damn moronic colonising powers, I mean really your just dumping down forts all out of whats valuble nowadays, rather than what was valuble and feasible then. The Missisippi delta was useless swamp until the explorers out of New France mapped the up reaches of the basin and found tribes and items to trade with and for, and then headed downstream.
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St. Augustine controls access to the Caribbean and was a hotly contested spot in OTl during this period; there is valuable agricultural land new New Orleans, particularly for the growth of sugar cane, which at this time was, as you know, incredibly valuable; Virginia/North Carolina (the Netherlander colony) was the first attempt (second successful), IIRC, of the English to colonise the New World and was so because of its agricultural land (particularly tobacco); the Chesapeake through New England is, indeed, less valuable, but still quite desirable due to the fur trade around New York, tobacco and fish around the Chesapeeke, and fish around Cape Cod (just look at the name!). You're right that Canadian Maritimes and Caribbean are still the most desirable, but it is most certainly not ridiculous for the colonies that are present to be in their locations.

alex994 said:
Spoiler :
The Defender

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September, 1505​

It was one of the most beautiful mornings he had ever seen since he had been assigned to France’s premier outpost in Columbia, the beautiful Ste. Marie. Dressing in his bedchamber, he noticed that the gulls had decided to bless his humble settlement with their presence. “Excellent, we will have gulls to roast tonight” de Rochefort thought to himself.

He promptly summoned his servants and had them prepare for himself and his household a lovely breakfast. At least, it would be the finest breakfast possible on this side of the Atlantic Ocean considering the climate and weather. They would try the exotic foods brought to them for trade by the local and lovely indigenous peoples. After all, the weather had finally calmed down after months of torrential storms.

Beginning breakfast, he stated not without a sigh of content, “Nothing could possibly ruin this day.” He regretted it the instant he said it. God is prone to whimsy, damn what the Bishops said. Yet he had no cause for regret and the comment went sailing out of his mind. Ah, what beautiful sails were in the horizon; sleek and white sails.

“White sails?!?!”

He ignored the stares of his servants and household, he could tell them what the sails meant later. They could only mean one thing. He was being transferred! “Finally, thank God for powerful families” he muttered to nobody in particular.

“You! Inform the garrison commander of the necessity of sending a detachment of our finest soldiers to form a honor guard for the new Governor of Ste. Marie!” He shouted as loud as he could, did not even bother to hide his glee in the face of his servant. He was leaving.

***********

It was always a terrible thing to be wrong; he knew that the Governor de Rochefort would not be happy. A young noble of Bearn, Treville had exhausted what meager connections he had possessed to be assigned this military command. The Military Commander of French Columbia had a grandiose title, but it was not much in practice. He already regretted the words he had told his soldiers earlier:

“The new French governor of Ste. Marie will be here shortly. Wine to every soldier who participates in an honor guard for our Excellency The Governor!” he had stated with excitement.

That excitement had turned to horror when he realized half the garrison had turned up, abandoning their duties elsewhere, to participate in this splendid honor guard. If it had been a new Governor, perhaps it would have been a good thing. But no, they were Italians. Italian vessels armed to the teeth with terrible looking men onboard. Ripped shirts, one-eyes, swords and daggers in their mouths, the Italians were infamous for being the scoundrels of Europe.

His father had always told him stories of the atrocities committed by the Italians in the German Wars of Religion. Entire villages scorched to the ground for simply annoying the Italians. They were a fussy and most effeminate people in manner, and the most gruesome in action. The sailors onboard the Italian ships now seemed to be… leering at his soldiers.

“Sir, your father served with honor in the German Wars of Religion. Do the Italians possess the sin of sodomy alongside greed and gluttony?” asked a young soldier standing next to him. That did not go well. The ships were ever approaching more closely and he could sense his men physically and mentally stiffening up. Fussy, gruesome, effeminate and now sodomists; oh those Italians!

As their ships pulled up, he decided to reassure his men. “Soldiers! We are all sons of Bearn. Garner your courage men, we are Frenchmen!” He regretted those words the moment they left. How could he betray the beloved Navarre of his sires? But perhaps it was for the better now. A ramp fell on the dock and a rather coarse fellow descended, with perhaps a gang from hell. He had seen many terrible looking lowlife, but these Italians were beyond horror.

Yet he was the commander and he must take charge. Taking a number of his soldiers, he led them to meet and confer with the representatives of the Italians. He had learned some Italian, at least, the Italian that existed for Spanish sailors as they waged the art of seduction in faraway ports.

“Signors,” he began slowly, unsure of his speech, “I must say I am deeply distressed when I inform you that your ships are not allowed to dock.”

He would have continued, but he stopped after the lead Italian threw his subordinate a half mocking look. The utter lack of respect! Yet he hid his dislike for the Italian behind a wide smile, it was the proper thing to do.

“Well Signor, I am Guisseppe Pazzini, chief navigator aboard the Figlio di Maria of the Most Serene Italian Republic. On behalf of my Captain, Niccolo Patrucci, I humbly request permission to dock our ships in St. Marie’s for much needed supplies” said the Italian, with a flourish that he had not even seen in Paris. His words were in complete opposition with his mocking and satirizing tone.

He scoffed at them.

“As I have said before Signors, you do not have permission to dock in Ste. Marie’s. However, if you would be so kind as to have your ships anchor outside of the harbor, we would not be against allowing your quartermasters onshore to make the necessary purchases.” It was distressing after all, to have foreign warships in your harbor, completely within cannon range of the entire settlement. It was an uneasy moment.

“But surely France will permit us in making some repairs for our ships? They are in urgent need, we have weathered many storms.”

Again, Italians and their merchant tricks! He had switched his position from simply needing supplies, to needing to stay in Ste. Marie for repairs! He was a Basque yes, but he was not an idiot. The Italians, in their shifty demands, were surely out to seize Ste. Marie for their own!

“Signor, I repeat this again. Your ships are not allowed to dock within the vicinity of Ste. Marie. Do not take us to be fools.” That being said, the subordinate of the Italian went for the pommel of his sword but was stopped with an amused look by the other Italian.

“I will politely ask our captain to discuss with you on the matter” said the Italian with a wicked smile.

***********

“Captain Niccolo, as I have said before, the Treaty of Naoned does not necessarily exclude the Most Serene Republic of Italy docking rights to Columbia. The Treaty is not as consequential as the lack of any treaty between the Kingdom of France and the Most Serene Republic of Italy involving opening French ports in Columbia to Italian ships. My uncle is a clerk for the Comte de Rethel, the Foreign Minister of France” he said as politely as he could to the Italian Captain, a man who was obviously lost in his cups.

Most likely from carousing through the night with his men, he was an Italian after all. But he was not prepared for the umbrage from the Captain.

“What in the name of Christ is Naoned?!?!” screamed the Italian Captain with Treville almost raising his arms to defend himself as the Italian Captain flung his arms above Treville’s head.

“Captain, the Treaty of Naoned is of little consequence to your docking rights. Your ships are not allowed to dock at Ste. Marie’s. You can either take my offer of anchoring outside the harbor, or you can doom your men to death. You choose” Treville said with a hint of aggravation. The Italian Captain Niccolo was an infuriating man.

"You bastard, we wont get half way back to the Azores without resupplying, now get the hell out of my way!" shouted the Italian Captain. He let his emotions take control of him.

“Captain! Our fleet will be returning very shortly. If you choose to persist in your acts of aggression, our fleet will have no choice but to consider the beginning of hostilities against The Most Serene Republic of Italy.” He glared at the Italian, the presumptuous attitude of theirs was annoying. They ruled the Western Mediterranean and now they wished to rule the waters of Columbia.

"Take your ships and shove them up your weak ass, Frenchman!" screamed the Italian Captain. As he thought, the man was of peasant stock. No gentleman of honor or dignity would scream like that. At that, the Captain’s subordinate pulled at his Captain as if to encourage him in his insane endeavors, whispering a few words into the Captain’s ears. The advice taken, the Italian Niccolo threw his subordinate aside before screaming:

"After we fought alongside them in the Holy War, they cast us into the blue! A pox upon France and all her runts!"

That was it.

“That is not the conduct becoming to a gentleman, Captain. Italian actions in the Holy War were a disgrace, a disgusting façade of true virtue and honor. Italian soldiers were the shame of all true Catholic soldiers” Treville said blatantly to the Italian. He turned his back to the Italian and walked towards his detachment of men.

Everything after was a blur of powder, blood and screams. He was tackled down by his lieutenant just as the distinct boom of the arquebus went off. All hell broke loose. His men charged in unison, swords drawn to defend (or they thought) the body of their fallen commander. When he was again standing, he saw that his trusted subordinate had been slashed and kicked in to the harbor. He would survive; the man was the finest swimmer he had ever met.

Turning his attention away from the small melee going on, he quickly sent a messenger to the Governor as well as summoning the cannons to prepare to fire upon the Italian ships. When he looked again, he saw a huge mob of Italians fighting against a few of his more heroic French soldiers as they tried hopelessly to stem the incessant tide.

“Fall back! Fall back!” he shouted in vain at the few French soldiers still engaged in the melee, but it was impossible. With reluctance, he ordered a volley against the Italian mob at point blank range.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Like drunkards, the Italians front collapsed. Miraculously, the Frenchmen fighting were spared the bullets and continued to slash at their enemies mindlessly and were preparing to rush onto the decks, the poor fools. He ordered his men to halt on the dock and simply waited for the Italians to leave as his cannons were being prepared.

The Italians fled. In their haste to get away, they fired at their own men when they were desperately trying to scramble onto the decks of their own ships.

May God save the Italians from themselves…
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Absolutely brilliant Alex! Paired with Comunisto's story these are definately my favourite so far of the NES.
 
The Great Nara Restoration​

With imperial power being at what possibly is the lowest point in history, the options for the Emperor were quite limited, luckily the Shogunate was usually too preoccupied with its own power struggles to attempt to further erode what little Imperial powers were left.

One of the few new sources of influence and prestige came from the growing support from the clergy. Sparked partially by to the choice of the emperor's third son, Prince Kakudō, to become a Buddhist monk, the Emperor hoped this friendship could be used to restore imperial authority and diminish the constant strife between the feudal lords. In order to cement this friendship the Emperor decided to allocate some of the pitiful little Imperial income to fund a restoration of Nara as the religious center of the Empire.

Nara was one of the most important cultural and religious center of classical Japan, not unlike Athens in the Classical Hellenic Period, in 8th Century it became the first permanent Imperial Capitol of Japan, during that time many of Japan's oldest and most revered temples and shrine were constructed there.

Tragically many temples were greatly damaged or outright destroyed through the centuries, sometimes by accidents or natural disasters, but much too often by warfare. The Onin War was no exception and perhaps temples suffered worse during it than during other recent conflicts, the aftermath was not beneficial either and many temples that survived the war still fell to disrepair and decayed as a result of the ruined economy.

Nara's most powerful Buddhist temples were the so called Nanto Shichi Daiji (南都七大寺), lit. the seven great temples of Nara, of the seven temples Daian-ji (大安寺), Gangō-ji (元興寺), Saidai-ji (西大寺) and Yakushi-ji (薬師寺) suffered the worst, Kōfuku-ji (興福寺) and Hōryū-ji (法隆寺) suffered a significant decline but were spared massive damage, the only temple complex to maintain much of its ancient splendor is Tōdai-ji (東大寺), with spectacular structures like the Shōsōin (正倉院) and Nigatsu-dō (二月堂) which are cultural treasures in their own right, this Temple will become a glorious centerpiece in the restored Nara.

Among other prestigious Buddhist temples in Nara and the Nara prefecture there is the Hase-dera (長谷寺) which is the main temple of the Buzan sect of Shingon Buddhism. The Tōshōdai-ji (唐招提寺) founded by Ganjin himself in 759 is of extreme importance to the Ritsu sect. The Tonomine Temple which can trace its history as far back as 678. The Ancient Jinraku-ji (秦楽寺) of 5th century origin. The Enpuku-ji (円福寺) founded by the famed Gyōki (行基) in 749. Another local temple founded by him is Chikurin-ji (竹林寺) where he also was buried. The Hokki-ji (法起寺) is one of the greatest temples founded by the legendary Prince Shōtoku (聖徳太子). The Hozan-ji (宝山寺) is located in a holy site that predates the empire. The Hōrin-ji (法輪寺) with its ancient statues. Taima-dera (當麻寺) which attracts pure-land pilgrims from across the empire and the Asuka-dera (飛鳥寺) which is one of first Buddhist temples to be constructed in Japan.

Besides a being a great Buddhist center of japan Nara has several ancient Shinto Shrines such as the Kasuga Shrine (春日大社), the Ikoma Jinja Shrine (生駒神社) and the Isonokami Shrine (石上神宮) and while they are far less in number, one encompasses a whole forest and another a mountain, making them of comparable size to the Buddhist temples, which often have small Shinto shrines themselves.
But still, the Emperor decided that at least one new, massive Shinto shrine should be constructed to help balance things out.

The Emperor had also decided that Prince Kakudō should supervise this project and that legendary artists such as Sesshū Tōyō (雪舟 等楊),Kanō Masanobu (狩野正信) and his son Kanō Motonobu (狩野 元信) would be commissioned to deliver amazing works of arts to greatly enrich Japanese culture and prestige.
 
Israelite9191 said:
St. Augustine controls access to the Caribbean and was a hotly contested spot in OTl during this period; there is valuable agricultural land new New Orleans, particularly for the growth of sugar cane, which at this time was, as you know, incredibly valuable; Virginia/North Carolina (the Netherlander colony) was the first attempt (second successful), IIRC, of the English to colonise the New World and was so because of its agricultural land (particularly tobacco); the Chesapeake through New England is, indeed, less valuable, but still quite desirable due to the fur trade around New York, tobacco and fish around the Chesapeeke, and fish around Cape Cod (just look at the name!).
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I only complained about the Mississippi one, as the mainland sugar cane industry isn't going to start up till the small warm sugar islands are filled up with a properly established sugar industry and developed markets. Secondly North American agriculture get started off supplying the caribbean with food stuffs (it being silly to send anything but stored fish across the atlantic till much later when demand increases and costs fall much later on), and europe certainly didn't have a population problem at this stage.

Also why is St Augustine's controlling access to the Caribbean important? There is nothing there yet! All the stuff is reasonable, just out of order!
 
@Israelite
States of the church stats is not updated. Its missing St. Churchill's Basillica.
 
Churchill 25 said:
@Israelite
States of the church stats is not updated. Its missing St. Churchill's Basillica.
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St. Peter's had been added to the master list of projects. Sorry that I forgot to add it to your stats, it's been fixed. EDIT: You can change the saint for you basilica (would be strange though, given Peter is the patron of the Holy See) if you chose, but please keep it IC.
conehead234 said:
Did you change the technology level upgrade rules?
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Yes, it's been fixed on the front page to reflect this.
 
From the Ashikaga Shogun
To the Ming Emperor and the King of Joseon
We would like to propose opening Fukuoka, Shanghai and Gwanju as trade ports between our great nations, this would be both profitable and a good measure to prevent resurgence of the Smuggler groups.


From the Ashikaga Shogun
To the King of Ryukyu
While we congratulate you for you achievements in Kirun we are very displeased that our ships were attacked while in your waters and your navy did not come to aid us against these pirates, resulting in enormous damages. We request from you 1 Eco tribute to make up for at least a fraction of these damages.
 
To: Ashikaga Shogun
From: Shin Sho of Ryukyu
We are trying to stop these pirates as is your wish, but we will double our efforts. And we will send tribute next year to pay for the damages.
 
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