Disclaimers:
I am not a good Civ player.
I am not a good writer.
I am not historically accurate.
This is my first Civ story.
This is my second post here.
Anywho, I am excited! I have enjoyed this forum and especially this Stories and Tales section for years now and have always wanted to play a game and write a story on it. BTW, if anyone knows how to make a table of contents that has links to other posts in this thread (where the links have a title displayed instead of the URL) I would very much appreciate detailed instruction
Constructive criticism is welcome!
Specifications
This game is Civ 4 BTS, a random, Standard size Tectonics (70% water) map at Marathon speed on Noble Difficulty. I am playing as Brennus of the Celts.
Brennus the Immortal
Table of Contents
Brennus of Celtia
Masters, Slaves and Confucius
Brennus of Celtia
I am Brennus, every one I have ever known has died, where as I have lived many lifetimes, I am an immortal!
For millenia I have lived as a mighty warrior who lead his band to plunder whatever settlement we desired. None have been strong enough to stop us. One night a thought came to me, we take whatever we want, but this lifestyle is hard, we don't always live easy and many of my friends have died young in our raids. There must be a better way.
Instead of raiding, we would settle down amongst our victims and demand regular tribute. No longer would we come out of the night and with violence take whatever we could, we would lounge fat and happy.
We settled near the headwaters of a river the locals called Condatis in the village of Mirobriga.
After hundreds of years I had learned many skills that went with this lifestyle of stationary banditry. The most important of which was to control the mind, not the body of my victims. Language was an instrumental tool for this, I was not a Bandit, I was Chief. The people of Mirobriga were not my victims, they were my people, my tribe. I did not loot them, they paid taxes. They paid taxes not for my personal benefit, but for their protection against the evils of the world. After a while I began to believe the fiction myself!
Out of boredom we would go out looking for trouble and treasure, we found another tribe who we forced to teach us how to craft and use bows and arrows. But what I would later learn was more important, we explored.
The mighty Condatis spilled out into a sprawling, dry grassland called "Celtia" I dreamed of many villages across this vast continent all rendering unto Brennus!
Our scouts crossed hills higher then any I had seen, which Celts close to the area called the Agrona Mountains. Beyond there we met someone that shook my very being. ANOTHER IMMORTAL! He called himself Kublai Khan and he was Master of the Mongols. I wanted him dead, but knew it would not be easy.
After millenia, our scouts had uncovered a vast world. There was the West, the East, and Celtia at the center of it. I was training settlers to conquer this dangerous wilderness in my name. I would send them to the Agrona Mountains first, to guard the pass against Mongolian incursions into what was rightfully mine!
I lay awake many nights hoping Kublai Khan would not enter Celtia before I could fortify the pass. There were also disturbing rumors of the Mongolian Master feuding with another peoples called the Khmer.
As you see, Mirobriga will be famous for its hamburgers.
I am not a good Civ player.
I am not a good writer.
I am not historically accurate.
This is my first Civ story.
This is my second post here.
Anywho, I am excited! I have enjoyed this forum and especially this Stories and Tales section for years now and have always wanted to play a game and write a story on it. BTW, if anyone knows how to make a table of contents that has links to other posts in this thread (where the links have a title displayed instead of the URL) I would very much appreciate detailed instruction
Constructive criticism is welcome!
Specifications
This game is Civ 4 BTS, a random, Standard size Tectonics (70% water) map at Marathon speed on Noble Difficulty. I am playing as Brennus of the Celts.
Brennus the Immortal
Table of Contents
Brennus of Celtia
Masters, Slaves and Confucius
Brennus of Celtia
I am Brennus, every one I have ever known has died, where as I have lived many lifetimes, I am an immortal!
For millenia I have lived as a mighty warrior who lead his band to plunder whatever settlement we desired. None have been strong enough to stop us. One night a thought came to me, we take whatever we want, but this lifestyle is hard, we don't always live easy and many of my friends have died young in our raids. There must be a better way.
Instead of raiding, we would settle down amongst our victims and demand regular tribute. No longer would we come out of the night and with violence take whatever we could, we would lounge fat and happy.
We settled near the headwaters of a river the locals called Condatis in the village of Mirobriga.
Spoiler :
After hundreds of years I had learned many skills that went with this lifestyle of stationary banditry. The most important of which was to control the mind, not the body of my victims. Language was an instrumental tool for this, I was not a Bandit, I was Chief. The people of Mirobriga were not my victims, they were my people, my tribe. I did not loot them, they paid taxes. They paid taxes not for my personal benefit, but for their protection against the evils of the world. After a while I began to believe the fiction myself!
Out of boredom we would go out looking for trouble and treasure, we found another tribe who we forced to teach us how to craft and use bows and arrows. But what I would later learn was more important, we explored.
The mighty Condatis spilled out into a sprawling, dry grassland called "Celtia" I dreamed of many villages across this vast continent all rendering unto Brennus!
Spoiler :
Our scouts crossed hills higher then any I had seen, which Celts close to the area called the Agrona Mountains. Beyond there we met someone that shook my very being. ANOTHER IMMORTAL! He called himself Kublai Khan and he was Master of the Mongols. I wanted him dead, but knew it would not be easy.
Spoiler :
After millenia, our scouts had uncovered a vast world. There was the West, the East, and Celtia at the center of it. I was training settlers to conquer this dangerous wilderness in my name. I would send them to the Agrona Mountains first, to guard the pass against Mongolian incursions into what was rightfully mine!
I lay awake many nights hoping Kublai Khan would not enter Celtia before I could fortify the pass. There were also disturbing rumors of the Mongolian Master feuding with another peoples called the Khmer.
Spoiler :
As you see, Mirobriga will be famous for its hamburgers.
Great story! It's good enough that I'm actually saying this to you before my Epic Welcome Message. 
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