Nation: Kingdom of Denmark(Jason the King)
Ruler: Arukus
Goverment: Monarchy
Religion: Nordic Mythology
Economy: 4 (???)
Army: 225 Footmen, 1,000 Jutland Horsemen
Danish Army of Norway: 375 Footmen
Navy:
Culture: Standard
People's Mood: Happy
Description: Once a province of Norway, Denmark is a nation of the horsemen.
Wonder:
In the outskirts of Alborg, Jutland North...
The horse sounded like thunder as it galloped through the rock-laden valley, the sun quickly falling beneath the smooth hills of old. Arukus pulled the reigns to slow the horse, peering over the land scape to the huge line of Norwegian soldiers marching along the Darnuk Road. the lifeline of mainland Denmark. The carried with them long flags picturing the Norwegian god of war and the sacred Norwegian emblem that signaled war.
The soldiers were lined in twenty rows which made nearly thirty columns. They marched in unison with the clanging of their armor to be heard throughout the land. It was the sound of the Norwegian army, the sound that had echoed these lands and was the maker of the Danish people, the forefathers. Trailing the footsoldiers were the Krieger Knights, numbering about half as much as the foot soldiers. They were riding upon heavily armored horses, big horses, and they themselves were armored in iron plates. They carried with them a flag of the Krieger, an ancient people who are known throughout Scandinavia.
The army marched in silence. As Arukus peered further into the sunset he could see the long army march all the way to the coast, where he could just barely make out the small specks of ships that were anchored near the harbor of Frederikshavn. He stared in awe of the magnificence that Norway was, until his silence was broken and the steady sound of iron against iron was interrupted by a strong, deep voice from behind him.
"It is magnificent, isn't it?" Arukus turned around to face a tall Norwegian man with dark blue eyes, who seemed to have a gentle face compared to the rest of the Norwegians he had known. Taking off his helmet revealed a hair much the same as Arukus, blonde and long. Extending his hand in friendship, Arukus' heart began to pound. This was it. This was the most important time in Danish history.
Taking his hand and shaking it, the Norwegian began to speak. "I am Kerus, messenger and diplomat for his highness, Amon of Norway. He brings you tidings and a response to the letter and documentation you have sent him. In reply, he has agreed to such an agreement upon which you have asked for." He pulled from the inside of his cloke a thin skinned animal hide, so thin it resembled the papyrus of Egypt. One it was the decision Arukus had waited for his entire life. Bidding him farewell, the Norwegian galloped off to join the army on Darnuk Road.
Removing his helmet and brushing his hair away from his eye, Arukus began to read that of which was so important to him. His eyes scanned side to side, and slowly a smile appeared on his face. Thrusting his army into the air, he let out a loud cheer of excitement and happiness. It had happened. Denmark is an independent and soveriegn nation. Grabbing the reigns of the beast he rode, it began to gallop and with a swift turn they were off to Arhus.
Arhus, Jutland North...
Riding swiftly, Arukus passed the peasants passing through the cobbled streets and he skipped crowded passes by dodging through gaps between houses and shops, until he finally made it to the Fugenmark, the former capital of the province of Denmark under Norway. Now it would serve as the interim house of the King of Denmark.
As he rode tied up his horse to the post, Arukus ran inside to see already celebrations and happiness. As they caught sight of Arukus, the men and women yelled and cheered him, holding their drinks high. "Hail Arukus, King and Father of Denmark!" They yelled, and began to sing in the Norwegian tongue the national anthem until Arukus silenced them.
"Do not sing the anthem of Norway! Sing the Anthem of Denmark!" And with that he began an ancient hymn that was common throughout Denmark and told of the horsemen and hills of Denmark, a true nationalist song. The rest joined in quickly, and began to sway thier drinks back and forth, smiling and laughing on this joyous day. Later Arukus heard from his wife that the provincial governor had left, and on doing so informed the populace that they were independent. She had nearly died of anticipation for Arukus to return home so the celebrations could really begin.
The party and festivals lasted nearly all week in Arhus, but the festivals did not end throughout all of Denmark until three weeks later, as many were just recieving the news from the new national message services and the horseriders that Arukus had sent out. The next week, Arukus took the throne, and was crowned King of Denmark. A crown of silver and polished stone was ladened on his head, and a chair resembling the throne of Norway was assembled to serve Arukus.
And Arukus did not waste time. He began to forge a government with a sort of independence not found most eslewhere. The nation was split into six provinces, each province had a representative that would advise the King in their opinions, representing the province from which they came. They made up the Kings Council, but had no real power. They were there should the King want advice from the people. Arukus then began the formation of the formal army of the Mark, with the assembling of the pre-Independence army he had mustered nearly half a decade ago. This included a thousand horsemen, the finest in the world, and nearly half a thousand infantry men. Like promised, he would have to form the Danish Army of Norway, which would consist of 350 men of the 500 footsoldiers that were part of the Danish Army. They would immediately be sent south along with the Norwegian Army.
Meanwhile he would also begin construction of the Arhus Castle, which would have the seat of the King and be the house of the King. It would be modeled after Norwegian castle designs, and would boast of the most modern inventions such as trap doors and secret passages. It would be made out of solid rock that juts from the gound not a mile from Arhus, the rock is part of a hill that seems to be chopped off in the middle. It would have four walls, each steadier then the last. It will indeed be the keep of Denmark.
Denmark is the youngest nation in Europe. Arukus knew this, but he also knew that Denmark was not to be underestimated. With a willing people, skilled horsemen and a mighty ally, Denmark would soon rise to being one of the most powerful nations in Europe.
ORDERS
If I have anything less in economy then what I have posted, increase it. If i do have the economy posted, then recruit as many Jutland Horsemen as I can.
Send the Danish Army of Norway (350 footsoldiers) to aid Norway in their war. Put the soldeirs under Norway command.
Begin wonder: Hillside Castle of Arhus (+2 economy, +2 Jutland Horsemen).
Spread word of the independent Denmark nation to all of the people in Denmark. Accept anyone who wishes to join the army.
Continue to allow Norwegian troops to use Denmark roads, and host the army along the way. Spread word to the people that Norway gave them freedom so they are more tolerant.