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Chapter 2: Journeys, Part IV Geirmundr sat in the tavern nursing a tall mug of the honey-wine the Uppsalan's called 'mead'. He would have looked like any other surly tavern-goer, except that he was chatting up the barmaid, which was an activity most of the men avoided since they were in the...

Wow, wait patiently? Such polite readership. Either that or the tale's just not riveting enough . . . Thanks for the comments. It's good to know that someone's taking an interest, at least.

Post-Roman, and post-Moorish as well, o' course. Just stopping in to say thanks for another great story arc. I can't wait to see Roman rifle legions in action.

Alexander's certainly got the physical resemblance to the Professor. Maybe de Gaulle for Howell? Something close, anyway. And yes. Victoria. Yes and yes.

Chapter 2: Journeys, Part III The night was inky black and pouring rain when the two travelers entered Amsterdam. They trudged unerringly through the outskirts of town and past the guard house along the main road, where tolls and taxes were assessed on the merchants' carts during the day...

Yah, it should be fun. I've got a literary/story bent anyway, so I'm tempted to roleplay it and have them be the militant-for-good force in that part of the world. Maybe take some cities and try give them to Bannor, or just try get good trade deals out of the other good folks. Any good...

Sounds like Order indeed. Either that or just start churning out golems and pray to the earthmother. The other big issue is that I'm relatively well-defended with only 2-front in terms of landmass, ONCE, that is, I can get rid of the clan. But of course once I declare war on them, no one...

Hi all - Just downloaded FfH2 a bit ago, and I'm starting my first real game with it. I've played a couple to get the feel for some different things (including a bee-line to Infernal just to try it out) and am now playing with the Luchiurp. It's a huge map, a few continents, lots of...

Chapter 2: Journeys, Part II Inside the meeting hall that air was warm and still. The rough lumber walls and roof had no spaces for windows, so once the large door was shut the only light was from four torches, two on either end wall. Seven men sat round the table, and an eighth seat at one...

Chapter 2: Journeys, Part I ". . . . and so Garm the Bronzesmith took his children, and his children's children, and their cattle and their households, and they boarded a boat and sailed to the south across the wide, wide oceans." The old man leaned on his walking stick and made motions of a...

What were the settings for that game? Any chance you could post a savegame? That'd be a really interesting challenge. Sort of a Castaway start . . .

Hmm, I think some slavery might be in order. People are about the only natural resource you've got, there. Also, they float well.

Heh. Thanks. I was chuckling about it the whole time I was writing it. I got the "ambassador commits a faux pas" random event, and I was trying to think what someone in 3000 BC could possibly do to offend someone else that wouldn't actually start a war. I mean, at that point in the story...

Interlude – New Friends They certainly were an uncouth folk . . . At least, if the man seated at Adel’s table was any guide as to the rest of them. The stranger took a long, loud slurp from his jug of wine before placing it on the corner of the wooden slab to have it refilled...

Interlude – Ooh, Shiny Sigurd peered out over the landscape, squinting in the late afternoon sun. He ignored the buzzing flies and the pounding heat, but was conscious of the subtlest shifts in the winds and the movements of the trees stretching down to the plain below him. Behind...