The Manipur Coast
Update Five: War & War Again
The east and west of the Manipur Coast were burdened by continued war. Harum and Gedmeria fought on against Trys and Iskan, now joined by Racadonia, launched attacks against the Aabal! These ongoing wars were taking a toll on the economies of the areas and in some cases threatened the very existence of nations. For a few nations peace reigned and prosperity was in season. In Mernacia King Negala continued his slow and steady expansion and improved use of iron. In Striga, Queen Beloslava oversaw an economic boom that also fueled a readiness for war should it come her way. As part of the queen’s effort to keep her nation at peace, she developed a taste for a young Harum nobleman.
On cold rainy nights like this, the queen huddled in her chambers by a raging fire with her two young daughters. Usually she sang to them or played a game with colored stones and a cross hatched pattern drawn on the hearth. Tonight was different though. A bundle of scrolls lay in disarray about her and the girls slept across her lap. Beloslava stroked their heads as she stared into the flames. Callan, her Harum lover was dead. The word had come as part of her ongoing correspondence with him as he fought in the Trys war. That was how she had kept up with the events of the west. Now she no longer cared who won or who lost or how many had died. Clever stratagems no longer captured her interest or made her proud of her gallant soldier. In the beginning, he had just been a fling, a casual interest to pass her time and father smart, pretty children. Ana and Belosita were all she had now. With her head against a table leg and the sleeping children her consolation, she thought back on the past 5 years and cursed the never-ending war and the stupidity of men.
The war had gone well for Harum and its King Coan. They had pushed hard to crush the outnumbered Trys army under Myoi Sous himself and much of eastern Trys was now under Harum control and probably permanent control. The Trys strategy to avoid a single deciding battle had worked to save their army, but not land and their seemingly unending ability to raise decent levies made a quick decisive victory difficult. All through 323-325 Callan had been part of those campaigns and his bravery had earned him recognition and awards. Now steeped in pain she realized that much of the Harum success was because the Trys were also fighting and winning a war against the Gedmeria. In that war, the Trys had retaken or taken much of the Gedmerian holdings that had been traded and fought over for decades. At every opportunity Callan had made his way east to see her and spend a few weeks of winter’s truces in her ‘custody’. Both girls had been products of those winters. Then came 327. By all odds a terrible year. She had miscarried in the spring and the war took an unexpected turn that summer. A peace of sorts had taken root as the Myoi Sous seemed to relinquish rights to the lands he had lost and the Harum army recovered from campaigning. At the time, given the next step in King Coan’s plans for his war, such a lull seemed a gift.
His Gedmerian allies had been campaigning in the west, as well as, defending their river holdings, but there had been no thought to working together to win this war. So when the two armies broke camp for the summer fighting, Coan sent his army north so his generals could discuss a better coordinated campaign for the summer. The Gedmerians were receptive. In two weeks they had developed a plan and celebrated their expected success. That evening Harum soldiers mingled freely with their allies and praised their new comrades in arms. Later in the night they assassinated as many of the Gedmerian leadership as they could before the alarm was raised, an alarm that launched a full blown attack and virtual destruction of the Gedmerian army. What once she had thought of as bold and imaginative, now seemed repugnant and wasteful. It had been in that new war against the Gedmeria that her Callan had been slain most foully in an ambush. She cared no more for Harum success and when she read that a powerful Harum warlord, who controlled the eastern provinces, took the king’s preoccupation with Trys and Gedmeria to declare his independence, she secretly rejoiced. Coan of Harum had failed to recognize the signs of his own undoing. Perhaps the now hated war would end. Beloslava finally slept, curled with Ana and Belosita on the cold stones of her bedroom.
Had she known the full story of the war it probably would not have improved her attitude towards kings. Like King Coan of Harum, the Myoi of Trys had ignored the failing of his control over his own lords and in the west, at the edges of the steppe, Alark, an ambitious lord, saw opportunity and declared his own kingdom. His timing was such that the renewed Gedmerian attacks in the west were poorly answered and vast swathes of land were laid to waste and devastation as they were conquered by the northerners. By the end of the decade, the west of the Manipur coast was no more stable than it had been 10 years earlier, probably less, given the failing central authority of the kings of Harum and Trys and the deteriorating economic situation across all three nations.
In the east the war was more one-sided and less debilitating overall. Queen Julia of Racadonia was bored with little left to conquer so she honed her army’s skill and put her smithies to the task of learning to work with the new metal called ‘iron’. Her sudden and unexpected attack on Aabal! would put her revitalized army to the test. Both Aabal! And Yexal had picked up on the value of iron and were developing its use also. Surprisingly, the Mernacia, who had pioneered the use of iron, did little to expand their knowledge of its potential. Instead, after shoring up the internal workings of his kingdom, king Negala sent some of his most trusted nobles on a grand tour of the neighboring nations. For them it was both educational and opened many avenues for increased trade. Of the eastern nations only Yexzal looked beyond war for their spending. Var Keesalee continued the emphasis on religious training and education. The stars featured predominantly in the work of the priests and many ordinary citizens took notice of them and their beauty. The Var also took the first Yexal steps to learn the ways of the sea. Boats worthy of the great waves of the Fuusaza (ocean) were called ‘Sed’. These large sturdy canoes were based on the river canoes long in use, but were larger and more carefully constructed. Within a few years Yexal colonies appeared on the off shore islands.
War along the Gihon
Nuh The Splintered Hand Never Rests had been ruler of Aabal! for less than a year when the war renewed, and this time Iskan had help. But Nuh was more prepared than his grandfather had been a decade ago. Everything about his army was improved: leadership, weapons (including some of iron), training, tactics, and even the roads needed to move his troops about what was left of his nation. He even had enough spies to give him fair warning of enemy movements. From his palace in Nod he would command over 2500 infantry and 200 horsemen. Plus he had several thousand levies being called up and armed. He knew he outnumbered Iskan and was confident of victory. When word came that Racadonia appeared to be making ready to take sides against him, he grew worried and redeployed his army to contend with a two front war. Three actually, since Queen Julia had also ordered an assault by sea. Nuh didn’t know if the poor coordination between the two nations was because of bad communication or was nonexistent to begin with. In any case he was attacked piecemeal. Bareit, the warrior Prince of Iskan led the initial attack and defined the war: no prisoners, no mercy, and the slaughter all that stand in your way. The ferocity of the initial invasion secured much of coastal Aabal! for Iskan, but they were met by equally dogged defenders turn back the Iskan tide. To take the pressure off the Iskan surge, Nuh ordered 1000 of his reserves to attack the weak western flank of the front and they successfully retook much of previously held Aabal! territory. Bareit the Warrior becomes Bareit the ruthless and even King Hyenreit is appalled at the bloodbath to civilian and soldiers alike. The father and son struggle for power and the favor of the nobility. To end the conflict, Bareit, slays his father with his own hand and assumes the kingship of Iskan. The lords are in confusion about where to take their stand, but Bareit settles the problem and all into battle where many are killed. Those who remain swear loyalty to the new king. By this point the war effort is in disarray. To keep his nation from falling into complete chaos, Bareit asks Nuh of Aabal! for peace and it is granted giving Bareit the freedom to seize the lands of his depleted nobility and restore order.
As Bareit was establishing himself as king and disengaging from his war with Aabal! Queen Julia of Racadonia was launching her attack. Nuh was more than ready. To thwart the expected naval invasion he sent his fleet to attack the Racadonian fleet first and when they approached the enemy harbor they found it undefended. There was no Racadonian fleet and they burned the waterfront and pillaged the trader warehouses there. On land the Racdonians had more success and pushed their way up the coast. But after a battle outside of Aabal!’s second city of Domarhin, just upriver from Nod, went badly for the advancing Racadonians, with two disappointments, Queen Julia had had enough of this war. She took what she had gained and declared the war over. Nuh accepted the new borders and breathed a sigh of relief.