SKNES: Architecture of Aggression

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Responses to VMs have been sent, and I am currently working on PM responses.
Orders will be due Wednesday, May 2.
NPC diplo and any stat fixes will come tomorrow.
 
Crisis solved. Map posted there. Everyone catholic please accept the holy roman empire.
 
Francis growled as another messenger tried to enter his room. He is going through the records of the Book of the Lord, marking rebellious Forn Sidr peasants for "Conversion".

"Who is it?" he asked as he picked up a box of scrolls detailing Bearn.

"Message from the Pope."

"He can wait."

"URGENT message form the Pope."

"I said"

"AND the Holy Roman Emperor."

"The who?"

"The Holy Roman Emperor. You may recognize him better as Clovis III."

"My God! My Lord! My Liege" cried Francis, falling to his knees.

"They are holding a Coronation soon."

Francis stood up, looking between his vital records, and the door leading outside. He dusted himself and said, "Tell them, I will be there!"

His social group (hint hint) is drawing closer.
 
"Ave, King! Lav Aprel!" was all the messenger said to greet King Herkules as he interrupted his daily prayers at Asttso Tun.
"What is it?" the King sharply growled, who had been in deep thought.
"More news from the Papacy."
Standing up and turning to look the messenger eye-to-eye, the King replied, "What has that pompous fool done now?"
"He has named Clovis III Holy Roman Emperor, Defender of the Catholic Faith."
The King of Armenia was expressionless. He was a tall man, with a neatly trimmed beard, and long dark brown hair.
"Interesting... perhaps we were wrong about him. What is the Patriarch's opinion on the matter?"
"He thinks it well they are unified in the name of God."
"Good. Send word to the Catholics that the King of Armenia and the Orthodox Patriarch approve of the Holy Roman Emperor, and that we wish him a long, peaceful reign. Now get me my horse, I ride to the home of the true Romans."
 
To: The Emperor of all the Romans, King of the Armenians, King of Dublin, King of Thuringia
CC: The Muslims

I trust you have heard of this latest madness by the Pope and the Catholics? In response, I, Queen of the Juts, propose a defensive pact in case they, in their madness, attack any of us.
 
To my Dudes

Don't worry, they can't possibly hold 2 month's worth of food on their ships. Make sure no Longships get supplies at any coast under my Command- and best make it for all the Empire, although only he can give THAT command.


To Queen Astridr I of the Jutes

If you wish to negotiate the safety of your Forn Sidr worshippers, there is now someone you can speak to. I will transfer you right now.
 
To: The Kingdom of the Vandals
From: The Kingdom of Sicily

We know these raids are your doing. Order your navy to cease all fighting against Sicilian ships or action will be taken.

To: All involved in the Holy Roman Empire
From: The Kingdom of Sicily

If you all wish to unite under one banner, so be it. However, we find it wary that your Pope is so quick to unify. Surely one man, group, or empire cannot address the people's needs as easily? Look at our own Orthodox faith. We have a Patriarch, yes, but he gives no orders. All Orthodox in all states administer their faith as they see fit. We simply ask that you consider before you be so quick to unify.

King Alexandros II Valerius
The reign of King Alexandros I of Sicily lasted until 857 AD. He was succeeded by his eldest son of the same name. Unfortunately for Alexandros II, his reign lasted only a short two years before sudden illness took him. In these two years, however, he accomplished one noticeable goal.
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"Tell me again about these new ships." The king strolled along the shipyard, and stopped at a dromon under construction. The advisor stopped at the same point.

"Yes, sir. The raiders speak an odd tongue, unlike any from the Mediterranean. At first we thought they were yet more Vandal raiders, but the construct of their ships seems unlike any from this area."

"Interesting... We must do something about them. Already the Vandals make a mockery of our navy, plundering wherever they wish." He gazed up at the dromon. He knew little of how it functioned, how it stayed afloat, but still he appraised it for weaknesses.

"What do you have in mind, sir?" The advisor followed his gaze.

"What do you think if we made them... bigger?"

The advisor hesitated at the king's vague answer. "Bigger, sir?"

"Yes... I want these ships to tower over the lesser ones. I want the crews to laugh when the other ships attempt to ram into them. I want these ships to carry ballistas, overshooting any Greek fire. I want these to be the strongest, largest ships in the Mediterranean, and I want all to fear the naval might of Sicily."

The advisor was mostly blankly staring at the king. Shipwrights would have to be contacted. This new king was rather fickle with those who did not carry out his orders. And if the king wanted bigger ships...

Well, he was going to get them.
 
To: The Emperor of all the Romans, King of the Armenians, King of Dublin, King of Thuringia
CC: The Muslims

I trust you have heard of this latest madness by the Pope and the Catholics? In response, I, Queen of the Juts, propose a defensive pact in case they, in their madness, attack any of us.

We accept, as long you accept that not all Christians are wrong. Just the annoying ones.
 
I agree that annoying religious folk are wrong in almost all occasions. Unless he happens to wear a certain set or two of robes.
 
OOC: :eek: I go away for five minutes, and there's a declared jihad, a schism, and now a united Catholic empire? :eek:
 
It was perhaps the greatest procession in the history of all of Christendom. Clovis smiled to himself, seeing the flags and armies-Venice, Aquitaine, France, the Italian states...all to be under one Emperor. His personal priest, Francis Valdier, spoke to him.

"Your Majesty, it is time."

To think, only a month ago, he had been kneeling in the snow, reduced to begging so he might keep his throne. And now? He was the Emperor of all Catholics. Venice was brought into the fold, Naples would join soon enough. It was time. And as he prepared to walk, he heard a voice in his head

You got here because of me

God...And He was right...you must humble yourself before God, and He will grant you blessings

The cloak was placed upon him. Clovis kneeled before the Pope in prayer. The Pope raised the crown of the Roman Emperors of old and placed it on his head. The Dukes and Princes of Christendom kneeled before him and sweared fealty. In one stroke he had gone from outsider about to fight a Civil War to the most powerful man on Earth

"I hereby present to you, His Most Serene and Catholic Majesty, Clovis I of the Holy Roman Empire and the Defender of the Catholic Faith"

Glory to the Empire!

From the Holy Roman Empire
To the Vandals


Cease your raids on my domains at once.
 
To: The Holy Roman Empire
From: Naples

We confirm our HRE membership status.

OOC: Which brings up another question, how would you like th Empire represented on the map?
 
All one color, the red in erez's post
 
Religious War Part One
Uchel Brenin Arnallt stood in the back of the church as the pitiful Christians were paying homage to their deity. I'll have them killed off some day, he thought as he looked in disgust. Why would they worship their deity in a cattle barn anyways?

Bless the father, the son and the holy spirit ... blah blah blah... could be heard in the background as Arnallt stood there silently.

The priest leading the prayer stopped and looked up.
"The heathen king is here! Kill the heathen! God demands it!" the priest shouted. The people in the church got up and began to charge at Arnallt. Stupid fanatics. he thought as he left the church.

Arnallt walked out of the church and left with his retinue of 20 guards. The Christians attacked. "My soldiers!" Arnallt shouted. "These Christians do not seem smart. They are weaponless and charging our party! What shall we do?" "As the fates decide!" the soldiers shouted as the Christians slammed into the small line of soldiers.

((Fixed the title I hope))
 
To: The Emperor of the Romans
From: Balghichi, Duke of Taman


If I may, I request free trade and travel through your great city of Constantinople.

OOC: Geez, so much is happening now.
 
Religious War Part Two
Brenin Pysgod's small troop stood across the road from Uchel Brenin Araullt's troops. Pysgod's symbol had changed to a red christian cross on a grey field while Araullt's had changed to Thor's hammer. The shield walls smashed into eachother. Shouts like "For the All-father!" and "God wills your death!" were heard throughout the fray. Eventually, Araullt broke through the opposing shield wall and turned around to find his troops running through the Christian force. Psygod was nowhere to be found.
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Brenin Croeswch was marching through a forest with his beleaguered troops to aid Psygod against Araullt when the enemy appeared from the forest and slammed into his unprepared forces. He looked up and saw the knot on their shields as a sword sprouted from his back dripping red into the dirt. The last thing he saw was the ground rushing towards his face.


Several skirmishes like these two were happening all over Brythonia as nations split off and declared their allegiance to different faiths. The kingdoms of Brythonia, only newly united, had literally split into 4 different religious factions. The Forn Sidr and Celto-Coptic Christianity being the largest factions. The druids are temporarily allied to Forn Sidr followers.

Note names:
Araullt = name is supposed to mean eagle, looked it up on a name sight.
Pysgod literally means fish.
Croeswch literally means cross
 
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