Kev
Hired Goon
PART I
1525.
It was supposed to be a great moment in history for all of United Fanatica. The civilization was growing. Great achievements were completed. The people were among the most enlightened.
This is why the Minister of Interior was all the more shocked at walking into a palace devoid of its leader.
Word had reached the idyllic coastal capital of The Holy Duck Pond that United Fanatica was bursting with 4,000,000 citizens all counted by hand. Yet, amazingly enough, leaders were disappearing almost as quickly as the civilization was growing.
An empty palace. The vice president-turned-president was nowhere to be found. Much like the vice president-turned-president-turned-science minister-turned-missing leader before him. Curiosity turned to fear and turned to near panic as a parade of messengers filtered into the unoccupied study of the palace.
Mr. President? one of them offered.
Im not the president, Im sorry, was all the MOI could muster.
The bold messenger looked to his colleagues as if for support. He turned back to the MOI and said, Look sir, Im sorry too but there are decisions that need to be made NOW and you may as well give some if the president cant be found.
What was Kev to do? United Fanatica, with all of the beauty and wonders, was an empire in turmoil. What could he do? What he must!
What is your message?
Smiling and eager with a new purpose finally at hand the messenger spoke quickly
and louder that he needed to.
I bring word from the outlying land of Dukeshire. Sir, we have no defense and can smell the odious Roman military and can hear their men shriek as they rape one another. How shall we defend ourselves?
It became apparent from this issue, and the issues brewing in the many messengers behind this so eloquent one, that this was a situation that was not to be trifled with. Word went out to those who would join him and advise at the highest levels. For the time being, though, he would have to make the best decisions he could.
A cursory search of the presidents papers strewn about as if he left in a great rush showed some of the decisions that his and other offices had suggested. He would follow these to the best of his ability and hope beyond hope that he could guide his beloved Fanatica to greater glory.
With great fanfare, the people put out some lovely fur rugs in what was to become an awe-inspiring throne room.
1530 (1):
The settler connected with THDP boards a ship (that was FORTIFIED in the city for some odd reason) and heads to an island ripe for settling. The MOI also decides to ship the settlers near Dellville to the island of Viroconium to create yet another city.
Pikemen move into Dukeshire and are supported by this city. All over the land newer cities begin to take responsibility for the soldiers that are defending their city.
The settler near Unknown City has nothing more to improve. The MOI sends it to the other side of the island to possibly settle that portion. By contrast, the settler near Joespaniel begins to mine a hill.
Word reaches the MOI that the Romans have begun to build Leonardos Workshop. These same Romans make a pact with the evil Mongols to contain the (perceived) aggression of Fanatica. Bah, contain THIS.
Word then reaches the capital that the GERMANS are building Leos Workshop and they are almost finished with Sun Tzus War School. GERMANS? Where did THEY come from? With such a wonder race, the MOI decides to visit the rushing of caravans soon.
1535 (2):
The brilliant thinkers of Fanatica have discovered University. Torn between gunpowder, democracy and the theory of gravity, the MOI chooses the last as it was due next in line before his time. Hoping to end the current wars while he waits for gravity and then for gunpowder, Kev sends word to the British. The meeting went as follows:
Kev: Can we stop this war, please?
Hank: Sure, just give us invention and we may decide to spare you.
Kev (hiding a snicker): I see. Why dont you take that crumpet and {SENSORED}
Hank: Prepare for war.
Kev: Were already at war, idiot.
Hank: Then prepare for MORE war.
Kev: Yeah, whatever. Like youre some Kenneth Branagh or something.
During this time, Leipzig builds Sun Tzus. Given that we didnt even know they existed until now, I dont think theyll be launching attacks anytime soon.
Spycatcher builds a caravan and switches to a diplomat. Would like to send it into Chinese territory for some knowledge.
1540 (3):
The city of Marl Downs is built well south of Brighton with a crusader for support. The transport ship heads back to Mpondo for additional troops. It would seem that this is a fine area to settle and there seems to be no enemy troops nearby. Still, Kev worries and will send the crusader regiment out on constant patrols.
Rushing 4 caravans still leaves us with 331 gold. Nice. Well have this Worshop build before any other.
Zulu crusader wandering about the city of Viroconium and 2 Zulu caravans are spotted as well. They seem to be carrying dung for trade.
1525.
It was supposed to be a great moment in history for all of United Fanatica. The civilization was growing. Great achievements were completed. The people were among the most enlightened.
This is why the Minister of Interior was all the more shocked at walking into a palace devoid of its leader.
Word had reached the idyllic coastal capital of The Holy Duck Pond that United Fanatica was bursting with 4,000,000 citizens all counted by hand. Yet, amazingly enough, leaders were disappearing almost as quickly as the civilization was growing.
An empty palace. The vice president-turned-president was nowhere to be found. Much like the vice president-turned-president-turned-science minister-turned-missing leader before him. Curiosity turned to fear and turned to near panic as a parade of messengers filtered into the unoccupied study of the palace.
Mr. President? one of them offered.
Im not the president, Im sorry, was all the MOI could muster.
The bold messenger looked to his colleagues as if for support. He turned back to the MOI and said, Look sir, Im sorry too but there are decisions that need to be made NOW and you may as well give some if the president cant be found.
What was Kev to do? United Fanatica, with all of the beauty and wonders, was an empire in turmoil. What could he do? What he must!
What is your message?
Smiling and eager with a new purpose finally at hand the messenger spoke quickly
and louder that he needed to.
I bring word from the outlying land of Dukeshire. Sir, we have no defense and can smell the odious Roman military and can hear their men shriek as they rape one another. How shall we defend ourselves?
It became apparent from this issue, and the issues brewing in the many messengers behind this so eloquent one, that this was a situation that was not to be trifled with. Word went out to those who would join him and advise at the highest levels. For the time being, though, he would have to make the best decisions he could.
A cursory search of the presidents papers strewn about as if he left in a great rush showed some of the decisions that his and other offices had suggested. He would follow these to the best of his ability and hope beyond hope that he could guide his beloved Fanatica to greater glory.
With great fanfare, the people put out some lovely fur rugs in what was to become an awe-inspiring throne room.
1530 (1):
The settler connected with THDP boards a ship (that was FORTIFIED in the city for some odd reason) and heads to an island ripe for settling. The MOI also decides to ship the settlers near Dellville to the island of Viroconium to create yet another city.
Pikemen move into Dukeshire and are supported by this city. All over the land newer cities begin to take responsibility for the soldiers that are defending their city.
The settler near Unknown City has nothing more to improve. The MOI sends it to the other side of the island to possibly settle that portion. By contrast, the settler near Joespaniel begins to mine a hill.
Word reaches the MOI that the Romans have begun to build Leonardos Workshop. These same Romans make a pact with the evil Mongols to contain the (perceived) aggression of Fanatica. Bah, contain THIS.
Word then reaches the capital that the GERMANS are building Leos Workshop and they are almost finished with Sun Tzus War School. GERMANS? Where did THEY come from? With such a wonder race, the MOI decides to visit the rushing of caravans soon.
1535 (2):
The brilliant thinkers of Fanatica have discovered University. Torn between gunpowder, democracy and the theory of gravity, the MOI chooses the last as it was due next in line before his time. Hoping to end the current wars while he waits for gravity and then for gunpowder, Kev sends word to the British. The meeting went as follows:
Kev: Can we stop this war, please?
Hank: Sure, just give us invention and we may decide to spare you.
Kev (hiding a snicker): I see. Why dont you take that crumpet and {SENSORED}
Hank: Prepare for war.
Kev: Were already at war, idiot.
Hank: Then prepare for MORE war.
Kev: Yeah, whatever. Like youre some Kenneth Branagh or something.
During this time, Leipzig builds Sun Tzus. Given that we didnt even know they existed until now, I dont think theyll be launching attacks anytime soon.
Spycatcher builds a caravan and switches to a diplomat. Would like to send it into Chinese territory for some knowledge.
1540 (3):
The city of Marl Downs is built well south of Brighton with a crusader for support. The transport ship heads back to Mpondo for additional troops. It would seem that this is a fine area to settle and there seems to be no enemy troops nearby. Still, Kev worries and will send the crusader regiment out on constant patrols.
Rushing 4 caravans still leaves us with 331 gold. Nice. Well have this Worshop build before any other.
Zulu crusader wandering about the city of Viroconium and 2 Zulu caravans are spotted as well. They seem to be carrying dung for trade.