1500 BC: A great wave of panic sweeps the German nation - from the lowliest peasent to the filthiest, most incompetent beuracrat.
Chancellor Bismark is subsequently stuffed unceremoniously in a closet in Berlin where he is to remain until 1125 BC. In his place towers
Warlord Hippo.
Hippo, being of a wise and well bred nature, heads immediately south with a heavily armed envoy to meet his neighbour, Queen Elizabeth of England. WIth crafy Germanic merchant skills, he gets a quality English worker off her for a mere 30 gold. Hippo looks forward to future encounters with this travesty of a tradeswoman.
1475 BC: Elizabeth hails Hippo to tell him of soldiers of his allegedly stealing her chickens and bothering her women. Pleased with their strong displays of testosterone, Hippo gladly moves them out. He also redirects a lowly batallion of archers to follow the west coast of the England in hopes of finding a suitable city site or two.
Leipzig comes out of civil disorder as Hippo declares "Free Satellite Channels for All" week while secretly activating his SS to deal with the troublemakers.
1450 BC: A spearmen regiment is ready to go in Bristol, and the factories prepare to work on a batch of settlers. A Barbarian encampment is sacked for 25 gold and local penguins have their tundra back (and promise a "significant" contribution to Warlord Hippo's upcoming campaign for re-election!)
1425 BC: Hippo reflects that it'd be nice to meet some other tribes as this English dipstick doesn't have any tech to buy
1400 BC: Berlin completes a band of chariots, and everyone's-favorite-warlord rolls over local prisinors on mainstreet as thousands cheer. The Pyramids, a great and foodstuffs-holding wonder (imperative for a healthy Warlord
) have their ground-breaking ceremony. Tutankhamen would be rolling in his grave reflect local scholars.
1375 BC: A settler is completed in Leipzig, and sent west to follow the infamous archer to a nice city spot on the coast. This spot, notes Hippo, will deny the English access to a tile of horses!
Chariots are deployed to escort the settlers.
1350 BC: Warlord Hippo rumbles north in his new humvee and whips the crap out of citizens in Schelswig until they're done his new temple.
1325 BC: The temple is complete, and in partially related news, violent heathen-beatings rise a shocking 500%!
An archer is ordered by the leader-wth-the-100%-approval-rating (validity of said statistics subsequently questioned by rogue academic who disappears mysteriously days later). "Needless to say he could've used some ketchup..." comments Warlord Hippo.
1300 BC: A road to wines near Bristol is complete! Drinking-driving counterattack campaign launched.
1275 BC: Elizabeth has Iron Working! Hippo pays a visit and 130 gold to the old bat in order to learn the wonders of this new technology. His geologists report large quantities in the northern foothills, and even more intriguing, a large patch right on the English border. Evil cackling begins in earnest...
1250 BC: A lone chariot patrols the praries and continues harassing the English ladies
Feminists everywhere are ignored.
1225 BC: Warlord Hippo takes a break from his busy schedule to organize a drinking competition in Berlin and a pie-eating contest in Leipzig. The empire comes to a standstill...
1200 BC: Our heroic settler, having braved tile after tile of miserable hiking conditions (they forgot the TP in Bristol!
) surveys the land they plan to build upon. Then they pour cement and write their names and various obscenities in it
1175 BC: Hamburg is officially founded! Hippo orders a temple immediately started to combat English "culture"
in the region.
1150 BC: Herodotus releases long diatribe on the military might of the nations of the world. Warlord Hippo is shocked to learn that his people are 'Puny' in the eyes of the bastards at UNN (United Neanderthal Nations) Headquarters, and writes a scathing letter in return. He does note with some satisfaction that Mrs. "I'm late for my milk bath" is listed as "Forgotten"
Bristolian civilians are whipped mercilessly as Hippo embarks on a plot to steal some iron out from under Elizabeth's fat nose.
1125 BC: Temple complete! An archer is ordered, but that, reflects Warlord Hippo in his memoirs, is probably a mistake. "We need a barracks that we might unleash veteran swordsmen to sheath their swords into the beating hearts of our enemies!" he declares.
And with that Bismark is let out of his closet and prepares to take over for another term while Hippo heads off to someplace warmer to work on his tan. He claims the stress of the job was killing him, and judging from his relatively svelt midsection, burning off the calories to boot! This must be corrected of course - he hits the Berlin nightlife for 10 hours of solid snacking before his flight...
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Author's notes: Go get the furs near Berlin with a colony. And KILL the English -they're weak, and we need more land. Focus on our military needs in the coming turns