Jason The King
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das, send in orders for after the update, as I obviously wont finish it. think of all that u planned to do is accomplished, and if its not, then it i will just carry on the orders.
stJNES5.1: From the Beginning
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Yeah Jason I know you know that I hate doing this, and I know that you hate hearing this but the civilisations of the world have begun to chant update!
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I am re-beginning update (I only got two or three orders done before) and I will probably finish tomorrow.
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stJNES5.2: From the Beginning
Update 8, 1700 B.C.E.
A close encounter to a great war, greater than anything their world has yet produced, the Sabanese quickly rise up to dispose of the ruling family, the family that has ruled Saba since its founding, and replace it with a more docile, peaceful, and mercantile family. The nation has been renamed to the Sabanese Trade State, a country that has devoted everything they have to trade.
Of course, not everyone likes the low-key appearance of the new state, and most do not like the withdrawal from Kush, which makes STS seem like a weak push over. Quickly, opposition to the regime change has risen in the homeland, where native Sabanese organize themselves into a small army, and march on to the palace. The new dynasty is now held up in the palace under house arrest, as the civilian army patrols the palace grounds. The Sabanese Royal Army is on its way back to the capital, but with the kings head on the line, there is no guarantee that they will arrive on time.
Mercantilism, a religion created by the upper class of Saba, is not taken very seriously by the populace, whom the majority are poor farmers and herders in the deserts, and dont even know what trade is.
Meanwhile, as the Sabanese retreat their support from Kush, the civil war still continues there. Civilians within the Nile cities, where the villagers have taken it upon themselves to fight the King and his armies, bombard ku****e soldiers with rocks and homemade spears. Things are not looking good for this desert nation, and it may all soon collapse upon itself.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The High Road Gates, a series of passages and gates built in the high passes of Helvettia, is finally complete, giving a huge defensive bonus to the small Alpine nation. Meanwhile, the army, after a huge recruitment drive, marches northwest to conquer the nation of Burgundy, who has remained neutral in the exploding wars that have taken place around it. As soon as the Helvettian army marches across the border, the Burgundians quickly assemble their army and march to meet the menace. When they do, the battle is spectacular, with huge movements of troops and long-range arrow firing that nearly wipe out the main portion of the Helvettian army.
However, from the south, the Helvettians have a second army, moving quickly to flank the Burgundians. As the reach the battle, the Burgundians are just about to declare victory. When realized they are being attacked from behind, they immediately push hard into the Helvettian ranks, and manage to break through and retreat northwards. However, they leave their capital and the richness of their lands behind. (Helvettia: -4,000 Archers, 3,000 UU, 200 Horsemen; Burgundy: -6,000 Swordsmen, 1,000 Spearmen)
Just west, the Antigotians prepare their own war. Summoning up nearly ten thousand men for the invasion, the army splits into two and the Antigotians march north, one along the coast, and one through the land. The Gauls are caught of guard, and being unorganized the most they can do is attack in small groups, which are no match for the large armies of Antigot. The faalim, specially equipped for the terrain that they are battling in, are quick to destroy the Gaulic spearmen and swordsmen. (Antigot: -1,200 Faalim, -300 Spearmen; Gaul: -1,100 Swordsmen, -500 Spearmen)
As the Gauls retreat, they destroy all infrastructure in their wake to slow down the Antigotian assault, which includes digging up roads and destroying bridges. This does slow down the momentum of the Antigotian armies, but they still reach the capital and take it. The Gauls are now in the north, preparing a counterattack after they have finished organizing and preparations are done.
Internal trade and travel has increased dramatically in the Kingdom of the Isles, where the most extensive road system exists in the world. Here, one can travel to any small town or city along a raised, paved road that the King had installed. (+1 spendie).
Also, overseas expansion in Denmark has brought economic prosperity back home, and with the Viking raids finally subsiding due to heavy patrolling of the coasts, the ports of the island have grown extensively. The port of London, before it was just a small Angle capital, has grown incredible large, one of the largest in the world, as trade from Gaul, Denmark, the Teutonic Order, and Sweden all enter the port.
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The people in Persipolis rejoice as the Gate of All Nations, a monumental, symbolic gate, is completed. Huge parades are held to commemorate the nation of Persia to be a giant among nations, and festivities continue on into the night for months. The increase in moral has helped create a huge Persian conscript army, an army of mostly peasants with makeshift weapons and farm tools. However, it is an army, and it stands defiantly against the invading Hittites.
Meanwhile, the Persians in Assyria retreat back into the east, pursuing the Hittites. Thinking they will flank the invading army, they were not prepared for a second army to come from the north and flank their own forces. The Persians fiercly fight the Hittites or outnumber them. For days the battle rages on in western Persia, until finally the Hittites retreat back to Assyria, and the Persians go on to destroy the Hittite army who encroached upon Persipolis. (Persia: -500 Spearmen, -3,000 Immortals, -250 Horsemen, -300 Archers; Hittites: -1,000 Spearmen, -1,000 Archers, -4,000 Swordsmen, -300 Horsemen)
The Hittites go on to annex land from Assyria, unchallenged, as the Assyrians send an army to Jerusalem. Afraid that the Egyptians will raze the city, the Jews open their gates for the Assyrians, and the city is soon home to thousands of Assyrian soldiers. Meanwhile, the Jews fight back at the Egyptians, and because the Egyptian soldiers are demoralized by the loss of most of their land and the puppet pharaoh who now rules them, they steadily retreat back into the Sinai. The Assyrians follow the Jews, annexing the land as it falls from Egypt.
Assyria also goes to re-conquer its land from the Persians as they escape into Persia proper. The land is ravaged from years of warfare, the spectacular road system and intricate canal irrigation programs are in ruins, and inheriting this land means responsibility of repairing it.
Trade from Tyre is finally beginning to recover as both attempts by Assyria and Antigot finally yield results. A steady stream of trade ships soon find its way from Tyre, an Assyrian trade center, to the Antigotian ports in Cyprus, and from there, into Alexandria, a port named after its founder, Alexander, who immigrated from Athens after the Spartans assimilated it.
Sionism continues to spread rapidly, becoming the single most-practiced religion in the world, overtaking the Persian Zoroastrianism religion, based in Persia, Gujarat and Magadha. Sionist forces in Sumer finally finish the civil war, lasting over two centuries, routing the pagan practitioners in Ur. The majority of people in Sumer now practice the Sionism religion, and people who dont are continually harassed and discriminated against.
Apart from Sumer, Sionism spreads in Hattassus, the Hittite homeland, and even into Arabia, across the barren deserts. But the most prominent and unexpected expansion is into the eastern Antigotian lands. Across Egypt and into Cyprus and even as far away as Sicily, people of the Antigotian empire give up their traditional pagan faiths and confess to be Sionist worshippers. .
The newly formed Bedouin Riders of Arabia have accelerated expansion, and are used to deal with the rowdy Nabats that harass the settlers. Meanwhile, the Arabs are doing well with their harvesting and herding, but more is needed in order for the economy to expand. Trade is needed in the lands of Arabia, but with little to offer, it is hard to guess how the trade is going to come. Already there is some importing and exporting in the Red Sea, in conjunction with Egypt, Antigot and Saba, but Arabia has little to offer, and many do not even stop at this Arabian trading port.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the fertile Indian plain, the powerhouse that is Magadha, now a world power, continues to subjugate the Gujarati, who just wanted to remain independent in their small peninsula. Instead, the Magadhans decided to destroy the nation, since they would not ally and unite with the Magadhans. Outnumbered nearly five to one, the Gujarati stood their ground, patriotic about this being the last stand of Gujarat. The Magadhan soldiers charged the line of Gujarati spearmen, who stood stalwart, their spears straight.
The clash came just moments after the charge, the Magadhan swordsmen, accompanied by horsemen, duck as arrows fly over their heads and straight into the unsuspecting front spearmen, who fall, the second rank unprepared for the charge yet. And then the two armies clashed, sword upon sword. The fighting raged for hours, without a clear winner for most of the time, until the Magadhan numerical superiority began to show. (-1,500 Swordsmen, -300 Spearmen)
The Gujarati nation fell that day; their queen was slaughtered in battle, and their soldiers shown no mercy. Most of the populace who had run to the peninsula and resisted Magadhan dominance were enslaved and sent north, to their former lands, where they labored on yet another magnificent road system devised by Magadhan mathematicians and architects.
Now the army marches back east, where it intends to deal with the invading Aryans who are kept across the river by a brave and organized militia. The homeland of the Magadhans is at risk by this barbarian storm, which seems to get larger and more powerful each year. Intrusions into the mainland bring destruction and devastation unknown by anything else to the Magadhans.
However, as the barbarians wait at the river, just across it, near Petna itself, the farms begin to become very prosperous, and the soil enriches with light and healthy rain. Productive farms sprout here, and aid to the ever-growing power of Magadha.
Trade has begun to rebuild itself in the old Gujarati land, and unknown thing to most Magadhans. The city of Gujarat begins to rebuild its river ports and markets once more, and a trade route once taken, across the seas, leads to the old colonies of Gujarat, which now govern themselves, and to a Persian port. This important trade begins to bring in needed wealth back to the region, and to the Magadhan people.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Along the sea of civilization, in that thin fertile strip of land, the Carthaginians begin to revitalize the land they have conquered. Tripoli is rebuilt, and the farms are re-seeded. This has led to a completely prosperous farming community near Tripoli, where the farms are extremely productive and the people are happy working on them. The city is given a senator for the senate back in Carthage, distrust and resentment soon waters away in the new province.
Meanwhile, the Carthaginians march westward, having their eyes set on the battled down and poor peoples of the Fez. An agreement was worked out among the Carthaginian Consul to march through Antigotian lands, but was overruled by the Senate in Carthage, who decided to march the army through unclaimed lands, and create a border with the Fez itself. This way, the Senate argued, the supply routes would be secure.
The invasion itself was nothing much to talk about. The Fez were completely outnumbered and outmaneuvered, and fell easily in one battle. However, the capital remained defiantly, with its gates shut. After a long siege, the walls crumbled and the Carthaginians destroyed the city, setting it on fire and slaughtering anyone who tried to flee. Angered, but weak, the Fez accepted the Carthaginian garrison. (-300 Horsemen, -500 Spearmen, -200 Archers)
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The Japanese continue their assault against the northern tribes, with their armies they are far more numerous then the rest of the inhabitants in the north. Meanwhile, Japanese scouts have revealed the Chinese nations in the south, and even a Korean nation that is much closer. All have expressed their willingness to trade, and the Koreans look up the Japanese in cultural standards.
Meanwhile, roads are built across the island, in order to better traverse their army. This has led to a smoother flowing internal commerce trade, and even has led to a small population boost.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the cold mountains of Scandinavia, the Swedish send peaceful propositions to the hundreds of Viking tribes in the west. Many send back the messengers heads as a reply.
To prove their power, the Swedish recruit nearly four thousand swordsmen and go aboard their famous longboats and galleys, setting sail towards Holland, into the rich city of Amsterdam. Across the choppy waves this magnificent fleet sails, and right up into the harbor of the city, the Swedish land and begin their plundering. The whole city is set on fire as the Swedish board their ships, loaded with the wealth of Holland, and takes it back to Sweden. Gloating about their newfound wealth, the Swedish show off their spoils to the Vikings who could have had a share in it. Quickly, many tribes join the Swedish, and still many do not.
It is now clear in Scandinavia who the power is. As Finland was forced to make peace, Lappland in utter economic failure, and the Viking tribes succumbing to temptation, Sweden continues to rise and dominate the peninsula.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Muscovy enters an age of prosperity as the Scythian lands are fortified, and the soil tilled. Surprisingly, the land here is found to be extremely fertile, as many settlers from Muscovy note. The new land is soon transformed into very productive farmland, the most fertile land in all of Muscovy.
As Muscovite soldiers move to conquer the northern lands, they encounter many barbarians who are fair skinned and say they came from the north. These people call themselves Germans, and are violent with the Muscovites who seem to encroach upon their lands.
OOC:
You can now bank your SPs that you dont use; they will be displayed in parenthesis in your economy stat.
I have decided: there will be no empire age, as most are already empires and it would be a waste to make a whole age for it. But, there will be a dark age. Your empires will come down soon, and you will have to rebuild. Will it be plague? Civil unrest? Barbarians? Or a combination of all?
Update 8, 1700 B.C.E.
A close encounter to a great war, greater than anything their world has yet produced, the Sabanese quickly rise up to dispose of the ruling family, the family that has ruled Saba since its founding, and replace it with a more docile, peaceful, and mercantile family. The nation has been renamed to the Sabanese Trade State, a country that has devoted everything they have to trade.
Of course, not everyone likes the low-key appearance of the new state, and most do not like the withdrawal from Kush, which makes STS seem like a weak push over. Quickly, opposition to the regime change has risen in the homeland, where native Sabanese organize themselves into a small army, and march on to the palace. The new dynasty is now held up in the palace under house arrest, as the civilian army patrols the palace grounds. The Sabanese Royal Army is on its way back to the capital, but with the kings head on the line, there is no guarantee that they will arrive on time.
Mercantilism, a religion created by the upper class of Saba, is not taken very seriously by the populace, whom the majority are poor farmers and herders in the deserts, and dont even know what trade is.
Meanwhile, as the Sabanese retreat their support from Kush, the civil war still continues there. Civilians within the Nile cities, where the villagers have taken it upon themselves to fight the King and his armies, bombard ku****e soldiers with rocks and homemade spears. Things are not looking good for this desert nation, and it may all soon collapse upon itself.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The High Road Gates, a series of passages and gates built in the high passes of Helvettia, is finally complete, giving a huge defensive bonus to the small Alpine nation. Meanwhile, the army, after a huge recruitment drive, marches northwest to conquer the nation of Burgundy, who has remained neutral in the exploding wars that have taken place around it. As soon as the Helvettian army marches across the border, the Burgundians quickly assemble their army and march to meet the menace. When they do, the battle is spectacular, with huge movements of troops and long-range arrow firing that nearly wipe out the main portion of the Helvettian army.
However, from the south, the Helvettians have a second army, moving quickly to flank the Burgundians. As the reach the battle, the Burgundians are just about to declare victory. When realized they are being attacked from behind, they immediately push hard into the Helvettian ranks, and manage to break through and retreat northwards. However, they leave their capital and the richness of their lands behind. (Helvettia: -4,000 Archers, 3,000 UU, 200 Horsemen; Burgundy: -6,000 Swordsmen, 1,000 Spearmen)
Just west, the Antigotians prepare their own war. Summoning up nearly ten thousand men for the invasion, the army splits into two and the Antigotians march north, one along the coast, and one through the land. The Gauls are caught of guard, and being unorganized the most they can do is attack in small groups, which are no match for the large armies of Antigot. The faalim, specially equipped for the terrain that they are battling in, are quick to destroy the Gaulic spearmen and swordsmen. (Antigot: -1,200 Faalim, -300 Spearmen; Gaul: -1,100 Swordsmen, -500 Spearmen)
As the Gauls retreat, they destroy all infrastructure in their wake to slow down the Antigotian assault, which includes digging up roads and destroying bridges. This does slow down the momentum of the Antigotian armies, but they still reach the capital and take it. The Gauls are now in the north, preparing a counterattack after they have finished organizing and preparations are done.
Internal trade and travel has increased dramatically in the Kingdom of the Isles, where the most extensive road system exists in the world. Here, one can travel to any small town or city along a raised, paved road that the King had installed. (+1 spendie).
Also, overseas expansion in Denmark has brought economic prosperity back home, and with the Viking raids finally subsiding due to heavy patrolling of the coasts, the ports of the island have grown extensively. The port of London, before it was just a small Angle capital, has grown incredible large, one of the largest in the world, as trade from Gaul, Denmark, the Teutonic Order, and Sweden all enter the port.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The people in Persipolis rejoice as the Gate of All Nations, a monumental, symbolic gate, is completed. Huge parades are held to commemorate the nation of Persia to be a giant among nations, and festivities continue on into the night for months. The increase in moral has helped create a huge Persian conscript army, an army of mostly peasants with makeshift weapons and farm tools. However, it is an army, and it stands defiantly against the invading Hittites.
Meanwhile, the Persians in Assyria retreat back into the east, pursuing the Hittites. Thinking they will flank the invading army, they were not prepared for a second army to come from the north and flank their own forces. The Persians fiercly fight the Hittites or outnumber them. For days the battle rages on in western Persia, until finally the Hittites retreat back to Assyria, and the Persians go on to destroy the Hittite army who encroached upon Persipolis. (Persia: -500 Spearmen, -3,000 Immortals, -250 Horsemen, -300 Archers; Hittites: -1,000 Spearmen, -1,000 Archers, -4,000 Swordsmen, -300 Horsemen)
The Hittites go on to annex land from Assyria, unchallenged, as the Assyrians send an army to Jerusalem. Afraid that the Egyptians will raze the city, the Jews open their gates for the Assyrians, and the city is soon home to thousands of Assyrian soldiers. Meanwhile, the Jews fight back at the Egyptians, and because the Egyptian soldiers are demoralized by the loss of most of their land and the puppet pharaoh who now rules them, they steadily retreat back into the Sinai. The Assyrians follow the Jews, annexing the land as it falls from Egypt.
Assyria also goes to re-conquer its land from the Persians as they escape into Persia proper. The land is ravaged from years of warfare, the spectacular road system and intricate canal irrigation programs are in ruins, and inheriting this land means responsibility of repairing it.
Trade from Tyre is finally beginning to recover as both attempts by Assyria and Antigot finally yield results. A steady stream of trade ships soon find its way from Tyre, an Assyrian trade center, to the Antigotian ports in Cyprus, and from there, into Alexandria, a port named after its founder, Alexander, who immigrated from Athens after the Spartans assimilated it.
Sionism continues to spread rapidly, becoming the single most-practiced religion in the world, overtaking the Persian Zoroastrianism religion, based in Persia, Gujarat and Magadha. Sionist forces in Sumer finally finish the civil war, lasting over two centuries, routing the pagan practitioners in Ur. The majority of people in Sumer now practice the Sionism religion, and people who dont are continually harassed and discriminated against.
Apart from Sumer, Sionism spreads in Hattassus, the Hittite homeland, and even into Arabia, across the barren deserts. But the most prominent and unexpected expansion is into the eastern Antigotian lands. Across Egypt and into Cyprus and even as far away as Sicily, people of the Antigotian empire give up their traditional pagan faiths and confess to be Sionist worshippers. .
The newly formed Bedouin Riders of Arabia have accelerated expansion, and are used to deal with the rowdy Nabats that harass the settlers. Meanwhile, the Arabs are doing well with their harvesting and herding, but more is needed in order for the economy to expand. Trade is needed in the lands of Arabia, but with little to offer, it is hard to guess how the trade is going to come. Already there is some importing and exporting in the Red Sea, in conjunction with Egypt, Antigot and Saba, but Arabia has little to offer, and many do not even stop at this Arabian trading port.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the fertile Indian plain, the powerhouse that is Magadha, now a world power, continues to subjugate the Gujarati, who just wanted to remain independent in their small peninsula. Instead, the Magadhans decided to destroy the nation, since they would not ally and unite with the Magadhans. Outnumbered nearly five to one, the Gujarati stood their ground, patriotic about this being the last stand of Gujarat. The Magadhan soldiers charged the line of Gujarati spearmen, who stood stalwart, their spears straight.
The clash came just moments after the charge, the Magadhan swordsmen, accompanied by horsemen, duck as arrows fly over their heads and straight into the unsuspecting front spearmen, who fall, the second rank unprepared for the charge yet. And then the two armies clashed, sword upon sword. The fighting raged for hours, without a clear winner for most of the time, until the Magadhan numerical superiority began to show. (-1,500 Swordsmen, -300 Spearmen)
The Gujarati nation fell that day; their queen was slaughtered in battle, and their soldiers shown no mercy. Most of the populace who had run to the peninsula and resisted Magadhan dominance were enslaved and sent north, to their former lands, where they labored on yet another magnificent road system devised by Magadhan mathematicians and architects.
Now the army marches back east, where it intends to deal with the invading Aryans who are kept across the river by a brave and organized militia. The homeland of the Magadhans is at risk by this barbarian storm, which seems to get larger and more powerful each year. Intrusions into the mainland bring destruction and devastation unknown by anything else to the Magadhans.
However, as the barbarians wait at the river, just across it, near Petna itself, the farms begin to become very prosperous, and the soil enriches with light and healthy rain. Productive farms sprout here, and aid to the ever-growing power of Magadha.
Trade has begun to rebuild itself in the old Gujarati land, and unknown thing to most Magadhans. The city of Gujarat begins to rebuild its river ports and markets once more, and a trade route once taken, across the seas, leads to the old colonies of Gujarat, which now govern themselves, and to a Persian port. This important trade begins to bring in needed wealth back to the region, and to the Magadhan people.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Along the sea of civilization, in that thin fertile strip of land, the Carthaginians begin to revitalize the land they have conquered. Tripoli is rebuilt, and the farms are re-seeded. This has led to a completely prosperous farming community near Tripoli, where the farms are extremely productive and the people are happy working on them. The city is given a senator for the senate back in Carthage, distrust and resentment soon waters away in the new province.
Meanwhile, the Carthaginians march westward, having their eyes set on the battled down and poor peoples of the Fez. An agreement was worked out among the Carthaginian Consul to march through Antigotian lands, but was overruled by the Senate in Carthage, who decided to march the army through unclaimed lands, and create a border with the Fez itself. This way, the Senate argued, the supply routes would be secure.
The invasion itself was nothing much to talk about. The Fez were completely outnumbered and outmaneuvered, and fell easily in one battle. However, the capital remained defiantly, with its gates shut. After a long siege, the walls crumbled and the Carthaginians destroyed the city, setting it on fire and slaughtering anyone who tried to flee. Angered, but weak, the Fez accepted the Carthaginian garrison. (-300 Horsemen, -500 Spearmen, -200 Archers)
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The Japanese continue their assault against the northern tribes, with their armies they are far more numerous then the rest of the inhabitants in the north. Meanwhile, Japanese scouts have revealed the Chinese nations in the south, and even a Korean nation that is much closer. All have expressed their willingness to trade, and the Koreans look up the Japanese in cultural standards.
Meanwhile, roads are built across the island, in order to better traverse their army. This has led to a smoother flowing internal commerce trade, and even has led to a small population boost.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the cold mountains of Scandinavia, the Swedish send peaceful propositions to the hundreds of Viking tribes in the west. Many send back the messengers heads as a reply.
To prove their power, the Swedish recruit nearly four thousand swordsmen and go aboard their famous longboats and galleys, setting sail towards Holland, into the rich city of Amsterdam. Across the choppy waves this magnificent fleet sails, and right up into the harbor of the city, the Swedish land and begin their plundering. The whole city is set on fire as the Swedish board their ships, loaded with the wealth of Holland, and takes it back to Sweden. Gloating about their newfound wealth, the Swedish show off their spoils to the Vikings who could have had a share in it. Quickly, many tribes join the Swedish, and still many do not.
It is now clear in Scandinavia who the power is. As Finland was forced to make peace, Lappland in utter economic failure, and the Viking tribes succumbing to temptation, Sweden continues to rise and dominate the peninsula.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Muscovy enters an age of prosperity as the Scythian lands are fortified, and the soil tilled. Surprisingly, the land here is found to be extremely fertile, as many settlers from Muscovy note. The new land is soon transformed into very productive farmland, the most fertile land in all of Muscovy.
As Muscovite soldiers move to conquer the northern lands, they encounter many barbarians who are fair skinned and say they came from the north. These people call themselves Germans, and are violent with the Muscovites who seem to encroach upon their lands.
OOC:
You can now bank your SPs that you dont use; they will be displayed in parenthesis in your economy stat.
I have decided: there will be no empire age, as most are already empires and it would be a waste to make a whole age for it. But, there will be a dark age. Your empires will come down soon, and you will have to rebuild. Will it be plague? Civil unrest? Barbarians? Or a combination of all?
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REFORM OF THE STS
This was not turning out well for High King Araz. At first, the revolution he had led along with the nobles had been thought of as "pure genius" among the ranks of the upper class and the traders. They had thought that, if the old, strict rule of the religious rulers was overturned, peace with Antigot would be inevitable, saving their land the price of another savage war. It seemed now, that fate had a cruel sense of humor. The great mukkaribs had been overthrown, yes, and they had not been extremely popular with the new post-war generation, but the peace, trade, and prosperity that he (and the nobles) had promised was yet to be seen in even the smallest way. After around another generation of waiting, the Sabanese were tired and fed up of a government that was weak militarily and even weaker economically. The common people it seemed were now rioting and forming a militia of their own. There had also been rumors of the mob setting up an alliance with the exiled soldiers and leaders of old Saba. With this in mind, we go now to the deepest chamber of the royal palace, where the Araz and the 8 highest nobles were talking about reforms to please the people.
"We cannot allow them to phase us in the least, this insurrection must be crushed with the fullest of force," Lady Fatima said with, one could say, a coldness that countered and overdid even the greatest of temperatures. "We have become too soft; under the mukkaribs, the people were subjected to a harsh hand," she continued "but our stance with them was so....... creepily feel-good that even the most sensitive hearts of the people vomitted at the sight of our weakness."
There was a silence as the entire group thought on what she had said. She had a point, but the words she said were a little harsh. But she was, some say, a very stubborn and strict woman. Her husband, High Nobleman El, had died preaching freedom of trade to the people, but those bumbling idiots did not even have an inkling of what he was talking about. Even so, the mukkaribs were very paranoid at the time and had killed him in the public square and, in the rich sector, her neighborhood, in front of her very eyes, he was disassembled and his parts were left on the doorsteps of every nobleman in Saba. This had hardened her to a point where revenge against the mukkaribs was an absolute necessity. She would not die until the rest of them where killed in the barbaric fashion her husband was.
The more militaristic leaders High Noblemen al-Bellim and Sayeed, nodded in agreement with her. Sayeed added a few thoughts of his own. "Even so, the past cannot be changed. What will we even hope to accomplish without a greater control over our own people? We need to stop focusing solely on trade and begin to shift some of our finances toward making a stronger military. Only then can we put down this foolish faux-revolution."
The cultural leader Sir Muhhamed also had to add his own two cents. "I disagree with all these points of views," he said earning him a glare from all those who had spoken before him, "the reason, sir, is because that we have not assimiliated them to a more docile culture. Their current views are that peace time is boring and useless. They obviously don't even care about our culture, about our great poets, our songs, our --"
Suddenly he was interrupted by a loud outburst from the aggressive part of the council. The profanities yelled at him almost brought him to tears, so bad were they that even the sayers of these things cringed at what they had said. When the four were done quarreling, an uneasy air had settled on the room. It seems that the differences of opinion were not only greatly differing among the peasants and elite, but also among the elite themselves. Araz wondered if the peasants opinions were also this varied and likewise, they were also bickering among each other.
His thoughts were interrupted by the great scientist Avena. "Well I think we should have concentrated on technology." like Sir Muhhamed before him he also earned a few eyes on him, but these eyes were more confused than enraged. "Really, I think we should have. If we had new technology, we could easily put down the revolt and, at the same time, develop ships that could travel faster and further for trade reasons also." When Avena was done, all the other leaders took a while to get back into reality. They all had been staring at the table's centerpiece which was an desert lily. Not one of them had even taken a glimse at him, let alone listen to him. Enfuriated he sat back down muttering about how backwards Saba was.
When everyone was up and alert again, the three traders who were representing the economy of Saba had the council's attention. The head trader al-Enai began to speak, "Now, on to a point of view which actually matters." All the other members, save Avena, put on a wide grin, some of them even laughing despite the very serious matter they were discussing. "I know that most of you here blame us for this rebellion, and yes, we may have been a bit too emphatical about the economy." The other 6 present were all nodding, but what they really wanted to say was HELL,YES!!!!!!! "But, we still that a strong economy is the key to a strong nation."
Another pause, and then Araz began to talk after a long period of silence. "I think all of you have a valid point, yes, we were a bit soft, and, yes, we have a weak military, and Etc. Etc. Etc." "What the rest of you miss is that I, as official ruler of this country have unlimited power vested in me. And the rest of you are well, now that I've seen how different and bickering your views are and how hard it will be to take the time to put our beliefs in even the most general area, I've decided that its not safe for any of you to hold power.
The council, not exactly understanding what he was saying was very confused to say the least. It was soon cleared up, though, when the High King Araz gave the two most dreaded orders they had ever heard, "kill them." At once they all ran to the frontdoor, but the 50 guards in the small room blocked their path instantly. The head guard said, "Come peaceably, it won't hurt at all." The cultural man, Muhhamed, was a great believer in humanity and, gullibly, went forth to the guard. "See!" he says, "Peace is the way." After that, the guard promptly cut off his head with his own bronze scimitar. The rest of them screamed in horror and ran to the back door, Avena being hit by an arrow to the chest. His last words were unheard as blood flowed out of his mouth. After that he went limp. Al-Enai, always the coward, pushed his other two companions to the guards, saying," Take them and leave me alone!" That was not to be as dozens of throwing knives hit both him and those he had betrayed. They feel to the ground twitching as they lay dying. By now, the once hardened demeanor of Lady Fatima had worn down to one of fear. She begged and begged, but all she got was a slow mutilation by the swords. The last two, the military leaders,fought valiantly with their own daggers, which they had brought in case anyone decided to get a little frisky, but they soon feel back to the horde and they were overwhelmed.
Araz looked around and he thought only this: Well, that wasn't so bad, and I don't really feel that guilty, they were total snobs that got in the way of my power. Now off to do the second part of the plan, once that is complete all the country will be under my control. As the high king thought this and alerted the army to begin phase two, the mob was fighting their way into the palace, but were being held back by the numerous guards paranoid High King Araz placed in the entrance to the palace. Further into the city, though, no one noticed the brutal murders of all the nobleman in Saba, the 2nd part to the great plan. By the end of the year all the nobles of Saba except High-King Araz were killed and the rest of the rebellion was put down. Only small patches remained of the once great "army of the people." Most of his opposition in Saba dead, he turned to Kush, where the mukkaribs continued to undermine the Ku****e government. He would own it, and the mukkaribs would be killed.
OCC: This sounds like what one would do to those annoying advisors in civ 3
if we could....
EDIT: DIPLO
To the Sionists: You are all welcome to our lands, but you must remain orderly, as required by all those who live in Saba.
To Kush: Since we have withdrawn, your kingdom is on the verge of collapse,
we will send troop there whether you like it or not.
To Arabia: That trade route may have to wait. We have on our hands much too much.
To Magadha: We want partial or full control of the Isle of Socotra a few hundred miles off the coast of Arabia.
This was not turning out well for High King Araz. At first, the revolution he had led along with the nobles had been thought of as "pure genius" among the ranks of the upper class and the traders. They had thought that, if the old, strict rule of the religious rulers was overturned, peace with Antigot would be inevitable, saving their land the price of another savage war. It seemed now, that fate had a cruel sense of humor. The great mukkaribs had been overthrown, yes, and they had not been extremely popular with the new post-war generation, but the peace, trade, and prosperity that he (and the nobles) had promised was yet to be seen in even the smallest way. After around another generation of waiting, the Sabanese were tired and fed up of a government that was weak militarily and even weaker economically. The common people it seemed were now rioting and forming a militia of their own. There had also been rumors of the mob setting up an alliance with the exiled soldiers and leaders of old Saba. With this in mind, we go now to the deepest chamber of the royal palace, where the Araz and the 8 highest nobles were talking about reforms to please the people.
"We cannot allow them to phase us in the least, this insurrection must be crushed with the fullest of force," Lady Fatima said with, one could say, a coldness that countered and overdid even the greatest of temperatures. "We have become too soft; under the mukkaribs, the people were subjected to a harsh hand," she continued "but our stance with them was so....... creepily feel-good that even the most sensitive hearts of the people vomitted at the sight of our weakness."
There was a silence as the entire group thought on what she had said. She had a point, but the words she said were a little harsh. But she was, some say, a very stubborn and strict woman. Her husband, High Nobleman El, had died preaching freedom of trade to the people, but those bumbling idiots did not even have an inkling of what he was talking about. Even so, the mukkaribs were very paranoid at the time and had killed him in the public square and, in the rich sector, her neighborhood, in front of her very eyes, he was disassembled and his parts were left on the doorsteps of every nobleman in Saba. This had hardened her to a point where revenge against the mukkaribs was an absolute necessity. She would not die until the rest of them where killed in the barbaric fashion her husband was.
The more militaristic leaders High Noblemen al-Bellim and Sayeed, nodded in agreement with her. Sayeed added a few thoughts of his own. "Even so, the past cannot be changed. What will we even hope to accomplish without a greater control over our own people? We need to stop focusing solely on trade and begin to shift some of our finances toward making a stronger military. Only then can we put down this foolish faux-revolution."
The cultural leader Sir Muhhamed also had to add his own two cents. "I disagree with all these points of views," he said earning him a glare from all those who had spoken before him, "the reason, sir, is because that we have not assimiliated them to a more docile culture. Their current views are that peace time is boring and useless. They obviously don't even care about our culture, about our great poets, our songs, our --"
Suddenly he was interrupted by a loud outburst from the aggressive part of the council. The profanities yelled at him almost brought him to tears, so bad were they that even the sayers of these things cringed at what they had said. When the four were done quarreling, an uneasy air had settled on the room. It seems that the differences of opinion were not only greatly differing among the peasants and elite, but also among the elite themselves. Araz wondered if the peasants opinions were also this varied and likewise, they were also bickering among each other.
His thoughts were interrupted by the great scientist Avena. "Well I think we should have concentrated on technology." like Sir Muhhamed before him he also earned a few eyes on him, but these eyes were more confused than enraged. "Really, I think we should have. If we had new technology, we could easily put down the revolt and, at the same time, develop ships that could travel faster and further for trade reasons also." When Avena was done, all the other leaders took a while to get back into reality. They all had been staring at the table's centerpiece which was an desert lily. Not one of them had even taken a glimse at him, let alone listen to him. Enfuriated he sat back down muttering about how backwards Saba was.
When everyone was up and alert again, the three traders who were representing the economy of Saba had the council's attention. The head trader al-Enai began to speak, "Now, on to a point of view which actually matters." All the other members, save Avena, put on a wide grin, some of them even laughing despite the very serious matter they were discussing. "I know that most of you here blame us for this rebellion, and yes, we may have been a bit too emphatical about the economy." The other 6 present were all nodding, but what they really wanted to say was HELL,YES!!!!!!! "But, we still that a strong economy is the key to a strong nation."
Another pause, and then Araz began to talk after a long period of silence. "I think all of you have a valid point, yes, we were a bit soft, and, yes, we have a weak military, and Etc. Etc. Etc." "What the rest of you miss is that I, as official ruler of this country have unlimited power vested in me. And the rest of you are well, now that I've seen how different and bickering your views are and how hard it will be to take the time to put our beliefs in even the most general area, I've decided that its not safe for any of you to hold power.
The council, not exactly understanding what he was saying was very confused to say the least. It was soon cleared up, though, when the High King Araz gave the two most dreaded orders they had ever heard, "kill them." At once they all ran to the frontdoor, but the 50 guards in the small room blocked their path instantly. The head guard said, "Come peaceably, it won't hurt at all." The cultural man, Muhhamed, was a great believer in humanity and, gullibly, went forth to the guard. "See!" he says, "Peace is the way." After that, the guard promptly cut off his head with his own bronze scimitar. The rest of them screamed in horror and ran to the back door, Avena being hit by an arrow to the chest. His last words were unheard as blood flowed out of his mouth. After that he went limp. Al-Enai, always the coward, pushed his other two companions to the guards, saying," Take them and leave me alone!" That was not to be as dozens of throwing knives hit both him and those he had betrayed. They feel to the ground twitching as they lay dying. By now, the once hardened demeanor of Lady Fatima had worn down to one of fear. She begged and begged, but all she got was a slow mutilation by the swords. The last two, the military leaders,fought valiantly with their own daggers, which they had brought in case anyone decided to get a little frisky, but they soon feel back to the horde and they were overwhelmed.
Araz looked around and he thought only this: Well, that wasn't so bad, and I don't really feel that guilty, they were total snobs that got in the way of my power. Now off to do the second part of the plan, once that is complete all the country will be under my control. As the high king thought this and alerted the army to begin phase two, the mob was fighting their way into the palace, but were being held back by the numerous guards paranoid High King Araz placed in the entrance to the palace. Further into the city, though, no one noticed the brutal murders of all the nobleman in Saba, the 2nd part to the great plan. By the end of the year all the nobles of Saba except High-King Araz were killed and the rest of the rebellion was put down. Only small patches remained of the once great "army of the people." Most of his opposition in Saba dead, he turned to Kush, where the mukkaribs continued to undermine the Ku****e government. He would own it, and the mukkaribs would be killed.
OCC: This sounds like what one would do to those annoying advisors in civ 3
if we could....EDIT: DIPLO
To the Sionists: You are all welcome to our lands, but you must remain orderly, as required by all those who live in Saba.
To Kush: Since we have withdrawn, your kingdom is on the verge of collapse,
we will send troop there whether you like it or not.
To Arabia: That trade route may have to wait. We have on our hands much too much.
To Magadha: We want partial or full control of the Isle of Socotra a few hundred miles off the coast of Arabia.
Sheep
Orange Shrooms!
To Sumer
From Assyria
We should form the Holy Confederation of Sionism and thus have the majority of the world's Sionist practicitoners under one banner.
To Judea
From Assyria
We assure you that your people will remain free and we shall protect them under our banner, rise up and assist us against the Egyptian foes.
To Persia
From Assyria
Now it is time for phase two I believe....
From Assyria
We should form the Holy Confederation of Sionism and thus have the majority of the world's Sionist practicitoners under one banner.
To Judea
From Assyria
We assure you that your people will remain free and we shall protect them under our banner, rise up and assist us against the Egyptian foes.
To Persia
From Assyria
Now it is time for phase two I believe....
Jason The King
Deity
To Assyria
From Sumer
What? No, we are doing jsut fine ruling ourselves.
To Assyria
From Jewish Rebels
We already are assisting you against the Egyptian scum.
From Sumer
What? No, we are doing jsut fine ruling ourselves.
To Assyria
From Jewish Rebels
We already are assisting you against the Egyptian scum.
Kamilian
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Muscovy
Boris Kalinov had moved to Scythia when the Province was formally being attached as an integral part of the Muscovite Empire. Himself a Muscovite, he was proud of his country's achievements, but felt some sadness about leaving the shack - it was just a shack but it was home - that his family had been living in for centuries, on the outskirts of the great capital of Moscow. He still recalled how one time when he was a little child, his father took him into a marketplace in Moscow that was near the Rurik Palace, the glorious residence of the Rurik Tsars of the Muscovite Empire. How wonderful it looked... He still felt even now, years later, as if he himself was enveloped by those great riches, so strong was the essence of wealth that emanated from the Palace.
But... back to his arrival and life in Scythia... He had found a woman he fell in love with at once, as did she with him. She was a simple Scythian peasant. When he arrived, it was her family that was moving out of the farm he acquired. They went to live with a cousin in the nearby village. Boris sought her out. How wide-eyed her father was when he had heard Boris's request to allow him to marry his daughter, whose name was Tatiana. It was already a somewhat Muscovised family, but while adopting Muscovite customs they remained true to certain old Scythian traditions. The next morning, they married. Tatiana was overwhelmed with joy. But Boris felt bad for her family... The new house they were living in... it was so cramped and crowded. At least 10 people in one single room!
He promised Tatiana, that he would ensure that her family wouldn't live in such horrible condition for long.
Within a year, his new farm had bestowed incredible harvests, as was the case with many other nearby farms. He became wealthier, and was by now landlord of farms in and around Tatiana's home village. He gave her family their own house. The family's patriarch worked hard to earn this gift. In fact, most of Boris's workers were Scythians. He treated them reasonably. His Muscovite pride had not made him enslave the Scythians. Rather, he encouraged Muscovization while promoting common equality.
But then, not all was rosy. News came to Scythia that a new people, who had reacted violently to Muscovy, had appeared in the north as a potential threat. Would the Muscovite armies triumph as they had over the Scythians? Or would this time Muscovy be forced to stay within current borders? - Boris wondered, as he went back to tilling his precious farm. Then he was distracted yet again, this time by Tatiana and their two kids - a boy and a girl. They were playing games together, running around. Such fun. In time, Boris and Tatiana would die, and it would be these children that would take their place and become the adults... Half-Scythian, Half-Muscovite... These children would be the future...
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Boris Kalinov had moved to Scythia when the Province was formally being attached as an integral part of the Muscovite Empire. Himself a Muscovite, he was proud of his country's achievements, but felt some sadness about leaving the shack - it was just a shack but it was home - that his family had been living in for centuries, on the outskirts of the great capital of Moscow. He still recalled how one time when he was a little child, his father took him into a marketplace in Moscow that was near the Rurik Palace, the glorious residence of the Rurik Tsars of the Muscovite Empire. How wonderful it looked... He still felt even now, years later, as if he himself was enveloped by those great riches, so strong was the essence of wealth that emanated from the Palace.
But... back to his arrival and life in Scythia... He had found a woman he fell in love with at once, as did she with him. She was a simple Scythian peasant. When he arrived, it was her family that was moving out of the farm he acquired. They went to live with a cousin in the nearby village. Boris sought her out. How wide-eyed her father was when he had heard Boris's request to allow him to marry his daughter, whose name was Tatiana. It was already a somewhat Muscovised family, but while adopting Muscovite customs they remained true to certain old Scythian traditions. The next morning, they married. Tatiana was overwhelmed with joy. But Boris felt bad for her family... The new house they were living in... it was so cramped and crowded. At least 10 people in one single room!
He promised Tatiana, that he would ensure that her family wouldn't live in such horrible condition for long.
Within a year, his new farm had bestowed incredible harvests, as was the case with many other nearby farms. He became wealthier, and was by now landlord of farms in and around Tatiana's home village. He gave her family their own house. The family's patriarch worked hard to earn this gift. In fact, most of Boris's workers were Scythians. He treated them reasonably. His Muscovite pride had not made him enslave the Scythians. Rather, he encouraged Muscovization while promoting common equality.
But then, not all was rosy. News came to Scythia that a new people, who had reacted violently to Muscovy, had appeared in the north as a potential threat. Would the Muscovite armies triumph as they had over the Scythians? Or would this time Muscovy be forced to stay within current borders? - Boris wondered, as he went back to tilling his precious farm. Then he was distracted yet again, this time by Tatiana and their two kids - a boy and a girl. They were playing games together, running around. Such fun. In time, Boris and Tatiana would die, and it would be these children that would take their place and become the adults... Half-Scythian, Half-Muscovite... These children would be the future...
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TNG
Sad, sad little man
Isn't that farmland?
erez87
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to Gaul:
Your capital has been taken. Your armies crushed. Surrender to the might of Antigot or we shall inslave your population and destory your nation!
to Assyria:
Do NOT attack the Egyptians.
to Sinost people:
You are welcome... but remember. Antigot is ruled by the Antigotians and our god Rujarat rules all. Do as you wish but if there will be any sign that Sionism will come against the great god Rujarat and his orders you will not be allowed in Antigot anymore. Mark our words. Be peacfull and we shall let you be. Rise agaisnt Antigot and we shall break you a part.
to Anatolia and Hitties:
Would you like to begin greater trade?
Your capital has been taken. Your armies crushed. Surrender to the might of Antigot or we shall inslave your population and destory your nation!
to Assyria:
Do NOT attack the Egyptians.
to Sinost people:
You are welcome... but remember. Antigot is ruled by the Antigotians and our god Rujarat rules all. Do as you wish but if there will be any sign that Sionism will come against the great god Rujarat and his orders you will not be allowed in Antigot anymore. Mark our words. Be peacfull and we shall let you be. Rise agaisnt Antigot and we shall break you a part.
to Anatolia and Hitties:
Would you like to begin greater trade?
erez87
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Antigotica - The religion of Rujarat
It is well known that the ancient religion of Antigotica is probably one of the oldest religions on the lanet. Until some time ago it was only worshpied by the people of Antigot. A group of people who believed in the one only god Rujarat. Rujarat himself called them Antigot - People of Rujarat.
Antigotica have seen better days. With the spread of a new religion called Sionism The great priest of the Kufu family have been given orders. Antigotica must be changed so that other people beside Antigotians could follow it. Rujarat left the exact ways to do so and the first was to spreading the word of Antigotica. A group of of people now known as Kafa'ai have been chosen to become the second-leveled priests of Rujarat under the great Kufu priest. They were few at start but as the word spread out of Antigot itself more and more joined this group and the Kafa'ai have begun to go out of Antigot and into new lands. Antigotica have for the first time begun to be spread out of the homelands.
Also the ancient and secret rules of the Antigotica have been put for all the see. With the main rules being an unconditional beliefe in Rujarat and listening to all that he says. Few rules only mentioned the other spirits of the sky, ground, sea and underground.
The more interesting part was the prophecy of Tamai.
Tamai was a woman in ancient Antigotlands that saw when Rujarat left the earth. When he was just going to leave the skies he turned to her and gave her the knowledge of a whole prophecy. This prophecy spoke of a rising demon that will bring dissbeliefe into many Antigotians. Rujarat memory will fade out from far away Antigotians as they will leave his words behind and choose new ways to follow. They will no longer be named Antigotians but Zarkis - traitors. In the prophecy a king named Malai Sufu will go to fight this traitors but this will cause uproar and rebellion in the lands of a new Antigot that one day would be built. The people of this new words will not surrender to Rujarat quickly but will choose war. Asir - the great demon that will spread this word will come forward with mighty armies to destory the Antigot and Antigotica. This demon will look for Rujarat himself that will come back to the ground and be one with the humans again. None will know it is him but he will be there, somwhere, waiting to lead Antigot to victory. The Wat of Asir will be long and hard. The Antigotians would be hurt very badly from this. The prophecy only end with the words "Continue to follow me and I will make you go throught hard times until all shall follow you."
Now all await. Antigotica will begin to spread. Baby Malai is already living... Will the Prophecy come true?
It is well known that the ancient religion of Antigotica is probably one of the oldest religions on the lanet. Until some time ago it was only worshpied by the people of Antigot. A group of people who believed in the one only god Rujarat. Rujarat himself called them Antigot - People of Rujarat.
Antigotica have seen better days. With the spread of a new religion called Sionism The great priest of the Kufu family have been given orders. Antigotica must be changed so that other people beside Antigotians could follow it. Rujarat left the exact ways to do so and the first was to spreading the word of Antigotica. A group of of people now known as Kafa'ai have been chosen to become the second-leveled priests of Rujarat under the great Kufu priest. They were few at start but as the word spread out of Antigot itself more and more joined this group and the Kafa'ai have begun to go out of Antigot and into new lands. Antigotica have for the first time begun to be spread out of the homelands.
Also the ancient and secret rules of the Antigotica have been put for all the see. With the main rules being an unconditional beliefe in Rujarat and listening to all that he says. Few rules only mentioned the other spirits of the sky, ground, sea and underground.
The more interesting part was the prophecy of Tamai.
Tamai was a woman in ancient Antigotlands that saw when Rujarat left the earth. When he was just going to leave the skies he turned to her and gave her the knowledge of a whole prophecy. This prophecy spoke of a rising demon that will bring dissbeliefe into many Antigotians. Rujarat memory will fade out from far away Antigotians as they will leave his words behind and choose new ways to follow. They will no longer be named Antigotians but Zarkis - traitors. In the prophecy a king named Malai Sufu will go to fight this traitors but this will cause uproar and rebellion in the lands of a new Antigot that one day would be built. The people of this new words will not surrender to Rujarat quickly but will choose war. Asir - the great demon that will spread this word will come forward with mighty armies to destory the Antigot and Antigotica. This demon will look for Rujarat himself that will come back to the ground and be one with the humans again. None will know it is him but he will be there, somwhere, waiting to lead Antigot to victory. The Wat of Asir will be long and hard. The Antigotians would be hurt very badly from this. The prophecy only end with the words "Continue to follow me and I will make you go throught hard times until all shall follow you."
Now all await. Antigotica will begin to spread. Baby Malai is already living... Will the Prophecy come true?
Kingdom of the Isles Orders
Change Name to United Kingdoms (you wanted a different name)
Spend 2 SP to Recruit Swordsmen
Continue the Great Lighthouse of Cornwall 3/6->4/6
Use 20 Ships to ship 500 Spearmen, 800 Archers and 200 Horsemen to RL Danemark and use them as garrison (The ships to patrol waters and intercept viking raids towards danmark and great britain)
Use 50 Ships, 2000 Swordsmen 2000 Highlanders to invade pictish Ireland
Use 50 Ships, 2000 Swordsmen and 2000 Highlanders to Invade Iceland and the remaining pictish minor isles
Use 2000 Swordsmen and 2000 highlanders to invade pictinsh great britain
Use 2000 Swordsmen and 600 Highlanders to garrison the remainder of great britain and defend against viking raids, if the invasion of pictinsh britain turns into a lenghty siege of their capitol re-deploy these men to assist the siege.
Change Name to United Kingdoms (you wanted a different name)
Spend 2 SP to Recruit Swordsmen
Continue the Great Lighthouse of Cornwall 3/6->4/6
Use 20 Ships to ship 500 Spearmen, 800 Archers and 200 Horsemen to RL Danemark and use them as garrison (The ships to patrol waters and intercept viking raids towards danmark and great britain)
Use 50 Ships, 2000 Swordsmen 2000 Highlanders to invade pictish Ireland
Use 50 Ships, 2000 Swordsmen and 2000 Highlanders to Invade Iceland and the remaining pictish minor isles
Use 2000 Swordsmen and 2000 highlanders to invade pictinsh great britain
Use 2000 Swordsmen and 600 Highlanders to garrison the remainder of great britain and defend against viking raids, if the invasion of pictinsh britain turns into a lenghty siege of their capitol re-deploy these men to assist the siege.
Insane_Panda
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NPC me for thenext 3 weeks and keep things interesting... 
Jason The King
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wow, see ya panda! 
EffingPrancer
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Any way I could pick up the Picts?
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