OOC: Hurray! It started at last! Sorry for failing to send orders last turn - darn bloody connection.
IC:
Mid-4th Century AD. Julius the Apostate rules in the Western Roman Empire, Constantine II – in the Eastern Roman Empire. Numerous barbaric tribes live more-or-less peacefully on Rome’s borders.
Let us look on one these tribes, on the tribe of Visigoths. They are divided between two factions, two powerful leaders – Fretigern, or Frithugairns ( “desiring-peace” ) and Athanaric, or Athanareiks ( “king-for-the-year” ). It is also divided between old Pagan beliefs and the Arianist Christianity. And rumors come that Huns are coming from the east.
In our world, the Visigoths lived peacefully until the Huns attacked and overrun Ostrogoths, and threatened Visigoths as well, and the names of the two leaders were more or less correct – Fretigern, desiring peace (which was OBVIOUSLY not something one would get if he stays in the way of the Huns), crossed Danube. Athanaric followed. The Visigoths settled in Byzantine territory. After a famine in 377, Visigoths had no choice but to attack the Byzantines. Against all odds, Visigoths won in the Battle of Adrianople, and were, by the following treaty (signed by king Athanaric, who, true to name, ruled for only a year after Fretigern’s death), granted federate nation status.
Now, we shall ask the question “What If?”. What if the Visigoths have not lived so peacefully until the Hun invasion?
Allow us to speculate. These times were the beginning of the Dark Age. Wars started for the reasons of honor, meaning for what ever reason that could appear, based on the mood of kings and emperors. Words said on a tribal tag after drinking lots of beer might inspire a ruler to start on a rampage.
Suppose some random Visigoth – let us name him Rekagarth – has suggested on such a meeting that Fretigern unites all of the Goths. Suppose that Fretigern was just as drunk as Rekagarth, and gladly agreed, and perhaps also promised to conquer the world. And to find an elixir to turn water into beer. On the morning, everyone forgot about conquering the world and about finding that elixir, but all remembered about Fretigern’s oath to unite the Goths. Here was a predicament. Fretigern had no choice but to try his best at fulfilling that oath...
Diplomacy:
From: Visigoths
To: Ostrogoths
We share the same language, the same beliefs, the same culture. We also share the same world, in which noone is entirely safe. We heard rumors of Huns to the east – no doubt you heard just the same. In short, here is my proposal – we will unite again into one tribe, one kingdom, the Goths, and all the nobles will gather to choose one king, whether Ostrogoth or Visigoth. Please, notice the merit of our offer.
Orders (editted):
-Raise 1000 more Warband.
-Use our bonus to get 400 more UU.
-Try to find out what terrain there is in the new Gothic Kingdom.
-Merge with Ostrogoths, grant them a federate nation in 4/5 of their territory, the other 1/5 is to be a part of our kingdom. That 1/5 is the former Ostrogoth border area and a small bit of land slightly to the east from there.
-Try to avoid making any more drunken oaths.
Sorry about the late orders.