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We meet again, old friends.

For it is I! Creator, Author, and Abandoner of the Crusader Kings AAR "We're On a Mission from God...Don't Tell the Pope."

But behold! For we have a new tale to tell, with the new (for me) Deus Vult!

Imagine a world...

Where the Brady Bunch took place in medieval Spain...

Where there were seven boys and only one very lovely girl...

Where all of their neighbors were Sunni's...

Where Cousin Oliver was the King's daughter...

...And Where Mike and Carol were second-cousins.


Imagine the World...



Of Actinguy's next AAR.


:D
 
A Family Affair - January, 1066

The castle was in a festive mood, all but two unaware of how today would end.

Music danced through the air, intertwining with the streamers hung from the ceilings. There was food...oh, was there food...and there was drink.

And, of course, there were gifts.

But if the castle's mood is best described as "festive," then Diego De Leon's was down-right giddy. For today was not only Diego's 33rd birthday.

It was also his only daughter's wedding.

Diego and his wife Christina had worked hard, ensuring that their daughter Jimena had all they could afford, and more. Perhaps they had not always been perfect...Jimena could be a tad difficult to handle, at times, and always seemed to be playing her parents against each other...but they had always done what they thought was right. And today...today was the culmination.

For today was the day that Jimena would marry Donnchad O'Brien.

Donnchad was the son-in-law any man would want. A good man...a military man...a man who seemed to have no faults.

And...not coincidentally...

A man who was second-in-line to be Duke of Munster.

Diego and Christina had crossed the sea...braved that rickety ship...to address the Duke directly. The Duke, an elderly man by anyone's reckoning, had been warm and receptive to the Leon's...until they offered their only daughter for marriage to his eldest son. Then...without so much as a dip of his engaging smile, he swiftly showed them to the door.

It was Christina who saved the day, he supposed. Of course, that's what Christina always did. It was why he had married her in the first place. She knew how to make things happen.

And it didn't hurt that the Duke's wife, Gormlaith, enjoyed a bit of meddling herself.

The two women had gotten together for a bit of woman-talk while Diego had addressed the Duke. So when Duke O'Brien was charmingly throwing Diego out of his castle, Gormlaith interrupted.

"Duke...I wonder...don't you suppose that this Jimena sounds like just the woman who would be right for Donnchad?"

Donnchad wasn't their first choice...they had wanted his older brother, first in line for the throne...but they had never imagined that they would get a second pick. They jumped at the opportunity.

And so, here he was. Making sure everything was just right, for his daughter's wedding to the son of a Duke.

Somehow, he'd managed to get every one of his sons into the reception area without "too" many issues. Rubio, his youngest at ten years old, ran up to Diego and began twirling around before him.

"Father! Father! Look at how handsome I look in my suit!" He twirled again, as his mini-coat tails furled around him.

Fernando, Jimena's 16-year-old twin brother, sat in a corner, saying nothing. Doing nothing. He wished his son would show some sign of life...but compared to a few of his sons, at least Fernando wasn't problematic.

There was a crash from the other side of the room. Diego ran towards the noise, prepared to confront whichever servant had broken one of the dishes...only to find his son Pedro, 12, standing over the pieces of China.

"Pedro? Did you do this?"

"No, father! It...it wath...it wath one of the thervants! That one! Thee's the one who broke the dith!"

Diego knelt by his son. "Pedro...I'm going to ask you again. Did you break this dish?"

"No father! I thwear!"

"You're not in trouble, Pedro. Just tell me the truth. Remember what you're learning in school? About honesty?"

"Yeth, father."

"Now...who broke the dish?"

"...I did. I'm thorry."

Diego put an arm around his son. "There's a good boy. Now, go get a broom. You're going to clean this up."

As Pedro ran off to find a broom, Diego heard a familiar thumping sound.

His second-eldest, Fruela, had arrived.

Fruela was a problem. He wasn't a bad son...but he was an embarrasing son. There was something wrong with his foot...always had been ...and Fruela had been walking with a crutch for the past fourteen years or so. His face was slightly deformed, with a hare lip, and he was frequently sick...the doctors said he had swallowed a worm or some such nonsense (Diego had never been a big believer in medicine), but the reality was that the boy was an embarrassment. He loved Fruela as much as any of the others, but if he had one wish, he would make Fruela less embarrassing.

Now his eldest, Rodrigo, was someone you could be proud of. In fact, he was quite a bit like Donnchad. Clean-cut, responsible, a soldier. Nothing to be ashamed of there. But Rodrigo was not his favorite.

No...it was Bernardo who held that secret place in his heart. And Bernardo, just 14, wasn't just the favorite of Diego...he was also the favorite of the King.

It was, again, his wife Christina who had made it happen. Christina, the King's cousin (and, perhaps now is the time to mention, Diego's second or third cousin, once removed. Diego's great-grandmother's brother was Christina and the King's grandfather.) had recommended they send one of their sons to the King's court as a fosterling, as the King had no children of his own.

Alfonso Jimenez, King of Leon, had quickly taken a liking to the boy. And once he was deemed old enough, the King gave him something Bernard's own father never could.

His own province.

Bernard, not yet old enough to take a liking to women, was already Count of El Bierzo, the next county over. Now THAT was something to be proud of. In fact, Diego was already thinking that, though he himself was not yet 35, it might be time to think about what would happen when he was gone. And he was starting to think maybe it should be Bernard...not Rodrigo...who should take over him when the time came.

But speaking of time...he heard the music change, and knew it was time for him to march his daughter down the aisle. Down the aisle to marry the son of a Duke. Down the aisle, being watched by the King. Down the aisle, with his son, the count, watching on as well.

Today, Diego thought, just might be the proudest day of his life.

The thought lasted about thirty seconds, until his last son, Gutierre, ran up to him before they began to move towards the chapel.

Gutierre was 17, and a bit of a mixed bag. He was fierce on the battlefield, and was showing the beginnings of a strong leader...but he was also fierce "off" the battlefield as well.

"Father...father, there's something I must discuss with you. Immediately."

"I'm about to walk your sister down the aisle. It can wait."

"Sure...it can...




...It can wait about nine months."
 
A Reception, Redemption, And Immaculate Conception - Jan 1066

"What?"

"Jimena's maid. She's ill, father. She's...being ill, right now. In the chamber room."

"I'm sure it's just nerves, concerned about her role in Jimena's wedding today. She's never met the King, and now she'll be standing in front of him. I'm sure that's it."

"She says she's with child, father."

Diego turned sharply, stopping Guttiere in his tracks.

"Silence, boy! You speak with the devil's tongue."

"Father..."

"You know Giselda has no husband."

"Father..."

"I suppose you believe an angel brought it to her."

"Father..."

"I tell you, son. It is nothing but nerves."

"Father..."

"What is it, boy?"

"The child..."

"There is no child."

"I think it's mine."


Silence.

The silence could only have lasted a minute, but to Gutierre, it was an eternity.

Finally, Diego nodded.

"Right, then," he started, slowly. "Well...that will have to wait. We have a wedding to get too. And then we will have a serious discussion about this. This man who's marrying your sister and Donnchad...Bishop Alfonso...we'll talk to him about this. But first, Jimena's wedding."

Gutierre exhaled, surprised by his father's calm response.

"And then yours."

"Father! I can't marry her! She's a commoner! I am the son of the Count! Second cousin to the King himself!"

"Then you should have thought of that before. If you weren't too good for her then, you're certainly not too good for her now."

"Father..."

Diego grabbed his son's arm and tightened the grip. "We will discuss this with the Bishop," he growled. "Now, take your seat."
-------------------

The wedding was a beautiful affair...the sort of wedding that women had dreamed about for centuries before...the sort of wedding that women continued to dream about for centuries after.

But it was the reception, you see, that people spoke of for months.

As the reception started, Diego was watching on as Gutierre explained his problem to Bishop Alphonso de la Cueva in a back room.

The Bishop, who was barely older than Gutierre himself, asked just one question.

"Count...I wonder...may we have a moment?"

"Of course. Gutierre, step outside."

"Actually, with respect, I meant that I needed a moment with your son. Alone."

"I see...very well, then. I'll be in the reception room when you've finished."


As Count Diego left the room, the Bishop turned to Gutierre. "You've done the right thing. You have confessed this...indiscretion."

"Yes, Bishop."

"As you know, I am a young man myself. Even wearing this cloth, I am still human. I fully understand desire."

Gutierre nodded, attempting to conceal his surprise.

"But as men, we have the ability to control this desire. You understand? We need not act on every impulse. We must consider the outcome of every action."

"Yes, Bishop."

"Now...what do you plan to do?"

"I...Father wants me to marry Giselda."

"Are you going to?"

"I...I don't know. I don't love her...I know that's a terrible thing to say...especially now...but I don't. It doesn't feel right."

"Then pray, son. Pray for forgiveness, but more importantly, pray for guidance. You will soon know what to do. The answer will be made apparent."

"Thank you, Bishop."

"And, Gutierre?"

"Yes, Bishop?"

"Is this ever going to happen again?"

"Oh...no. Never again. I've learned my lesson the hard way. I swear chastity until the day I wed."

-------------------
Meanwhile, at the reception, the food was grand...but the drinks, it appeared, were a bit too strong.

"I say, Diego, this is quite the little celebration."

It was Count Nuno de Lara who spoke the words...Count of the neighboring Asturias de Santillana, and there was a certain tone that comes when one speaks the otherwise unspoken truths that flow from too much drink.

"Quite the celebration, indeed. I say, I was beginning to think none of your children would ever wed."

Diego inhaled deeply. He had enough to worry about. He didn't need to pay Nuno any attention.

"Good to see Jimena wed off though. Good to see the family line finally progressing."

Diego remained silent.

"I say, what are the odds? Seven sons...seven sons, nearly all of them grown men...and not a single one interested in the ladies!"

Diego lifted a heavy plate off of the buffet table. He watched how it shined in the dancing candlelight.

Nuno's voice was getting louder now, and they had quite the audience.

"Seven sons, I say! And every one of them a..."

Count Nuno de Lara didn't have a chance to finish his sentence.


I hope you won't blame him.





You see, a very heavy plate had just landed on his head.

------------------------

Some time later, Count Diego was standing at the gate, having just seen Count Nuno escorted off of his property.

He heard someone approaching, in the dark, and he turned swiftly.

"Giselda."

Giselda bowed her head, staring at her feet. "Your excellency," she whispered.

"You shouldn't be out here, in the cold. You're ill."

"Senor Gutierre? He spoke to you, sir?"

"Yes, Giselda. He did."

"The child..."

"Shh."

"The child..."

"I know."

And so they stood there, in the silence and the cold, neither one wanting to say what had to be said next.

And yet...both knowing it had to be said.

"The child...





"Is yours."
 
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The One Where Nobody's Gay - 1067

Count Diego de Leno may have broken a plate over Nuno's head, but he still took the point. It was time to start marrying his sons.

His eldest, Rodrigo, was the first to go. He married Ragnhild of Shetland, a cute 16-year-old trouble-maker, if he'd ever seen one. Fruela, mirraculously, was the next, wedding Radica Dezofi, who could have been Ragnhild's twin sister, if they were related.

How Radica managed to overlook his club foot, intestinal worm, and hare lip, Diego would never know.

Fernando married Hedwiga von Tschudi just two months later, and she was the most beautiful (and trouble) of them all.

Bishop Alfonso married them all...in fact, he was becoming such a regular at Asturias de Oviedo that Count Diego finally asked him to be the Diocese Bishop. Alfonso agreed, primarily based on his new-found friendship with Gutierre.

Speaking of Gutierre...

"Son...we need to discuss this situation. With Griselda."

"Yes, Father."

"Are you sorry? Do you swear you will never let anything like this ever happen again?"

"Of course, Father. Never again."

"Alright, then. Obviously, Griselda can not cross the sea with Jimena, in her condition. That means she stays here, and that means there will be questions."

"Yes, father."

"Here is what we'll do. We'll keep Griselda out of the public eye for a few months, until she has the baby. Obviously, we won't be able to hide her from your brothers or your mother, so we'll tell them this is the indiscretion of some long-lost commoner, and that we've decided to be supportive. When Griselda has the baby, we tell the public that it is Jimena's, who has sent it here as a Fosterling."

"But..."

"Griselda will do what we say, and Jimena never has to know. She's across the sea, near England. Word will never get to her. We will then make Griselda the child's maidservant, and I will provide for them both."

"For you," he added quickly.

And with that, Count Diego had solved the problem of the bastard child, with no one the wiser.

For now.

Freed from his obligation to marry Griselda, Gutierre soon married Ekaterina Paloczi...the exact opposite of his three sisters-in-law. Ekaterina was a devout woman, and expected the same in others.

Blessed to have his castle over-run with young, beautiful, strong women (each of whom reminded him of his wife), Count Diego decided it was time to shuffle his advisors.

He named Gutierre's wife Ekaterina as his chancellor and Gutierre himself became the county Marshal. Diego's brother-in-law, Fernando de las Asutiras, was given the position of Steward, with Fruela's wife taking the position of spy-master (to give her something to think about other than her husband's deformities). Bishop Alfonso de la Cuevo stayed on as Diocese Bishop.

And so it seemed that everything would somehow work out for the De Leon family after all.







Until, of course, the Pope ordered Diego to murder Gutierre.
 
Wow this is a nice suprise to see in the AAR section. Just have a question when you write the story are you using cheats or is all of this actually happening in the game on it's own?
 
Thanks for all the responses!

It's all happening in the game, no cheats (or even patches...just the original game plus deus vult). Obviously, I'm taking some license...both Gutierre and Diego had the "bastard child" event. I had Gutierre go to the chapel and pray and become chaste, while Diego claimed drunkness and ended up with the child (I think it was 50/50). And Count Nuno insulted Diego at a tourney. I changed it to Gutierre and Diego each thinking a bastard child was their own, and Nuno insulted him at the daughter's wedding, that sort of thing, for the sake of the story.

But everything I post here is at least based on actual occurences in the game. I'm currently around 1095 in the game and about 1067 in the story...and there's a lot of good stuff coming up.

So stay tuned!

And thanks for the feedback!
 
What a totally topsy turvy family.
 
Bad news, guys…my game exploded. I’ve got an error where the game keeps crashing in January, 1100. I do have a game saved from 1097, so if there’s ever a patch released that fixes this, I’ll pick the game back up then.

But since I already wrote out all the notes, and a few people seemed interested, here’s how things played out. By the way, this is five pages long…so if you want, you can skip to the end, where I’ll give a very brief synopsis of what happened to each of the characters you’ve met so far.

Gutierre was accused of black magic, a crime punishable by death, but Count Diego and Gutierre’s friend Bishop Alfonso came to his defense and saved his life, earning them a black eye from the religious community.

Giselda died in child birth, though the bastard Raimondo survived, and was raised by Count Diego and his family, with no one the wiser…for now.

Daughter Jimena had three children with Donnchad O’Brien…but none of them survived for more than a year. When the third one died, she committed suicide.

The bastard Raimondo was sent to a monastery for school, while Count Diego led his troops in the King’s war against the surrounding Muslims.

Favorite son Bernardo married a niece of the King (and, thus, a distance cousin of himself), and Pedro (the one with the lisp) married a widowed Icelandic woman with a two-year old daughter, Thora.

By this point, all of the sons were having children like crazy.

Count Diego declared war on Count Nuno (who insulted him at the wedding). Count Nuno’s liege, the King of Castille, came to his defense, but Diego still won, taking Count Nuno’s land as his own. Diego’s King took the rest of Castille, allowing the empire of Leon to expand by three or four provinces.

Diego continued to march into Muslim country, taking Molina from the Shiek…and a month later, took Soria as well, leaving Diego in charge of four provinces.

The Muslims pushed back, however, taking the King’s capital (which was moved to Lyon), and also favorite son Bernardo’s province…causing Bernardo to move back home, empty-handed, where he promptly became rivals with his oldest brother Rodrigo. Diego took Leon back for the King.

He then gave his oldest son control of Molina, and favorite son Bernardo control of Soria, with the hope that they would stop fueding.

It was around this point that the King’s wife died. Count Diego and the King were very close friends, so the King sent his eldest daughter Ursula, 5, to Diego as a fosterling.
 
A few years passed without too much intrigue…and then Diego decided to declare war against Muslim Toledo to reclaim his son Bernardo’s lost land. He won, taking El Biarzo back. However, as Bernardo already had land, he made son Pedro the Bishop of El Bierzo…which pissed off Bernardo.

He also made son Fernarndo the Count of Asturias de Santillanas (Count Nuno’s former province).

The King’s daughter Ursula was becoming a snotty brat, so Diego sent her back home…but the King gave her a stern talking to, and sent her back to Diego.

Meanwhile, the bastard Raimundo accidentally learned of his true identity, and swore vengeance on those who stood between him and the throne. Diego’s wife Christina also learned that Raimundo was Diego’s bastard son…and was none too pleased, becoming Diego’s rival.

All of these wars had depleted the coffers back home, forcing Count Diego to borrow a large sum of gold from moneylenders. The pope learned of this, and branded the Count a heretic.

Wife Christina began turning members of the court against Diego…including Son Rubio’s wife Marthe (his chancellor) and Diocese Bishop Alfonso de la Cueva.

Count Diego then went to war with his King against the Duchy of Barcelona. Unfortunately, the King (Diego’s friend) was slain in battle…leaving his five-year-old son (and Ursula’s little brother) Sancho in the throne.

Diocese Bishop Alfonso, having been turned against Count Diego by Diego’s wife, decided to leave the court for El Bierzo, under Diego’s son Pedro’s rule. This put the bishop first in line for succession, as El Bierzo had elective law, and Pedro had no sons.

Diego fired his traitorous wife and daughter-in-law from their posts, naming his son Rubio as the new chancellor, and Fruela’s wife Radica as his spy master.

Diego befriended the new king (just seven years old now). And Bastard Raimondo, 15, …fell in love with Ursula, the King’s oldest sister!

Diego borrowed even more money from lenders, but the Pope decided to forgive all of his sins if he would join the crusades. Diego agreed…but he still didn’t have any money, so he never did send any troops to Jerusalem.

Diego and former favorite son Bernardo had a falling out over this perceived betrayal of the pope, and they became rivals.
 
The bastard Raimondo turned out to be good with money, and Diego decided he might be the answer to both the financial crisis and the problem of the bastard child’s role in the court…naming Raimondo as the new Steward.

Raimondo used his new position as Steward as collateral and proposed to Ursula…who accepted! And so the bastard son became brother-in-law of the King.

Unfortunately, the King died shortly thereafter, leaving his 15-year-old son Hermegildo in the throne.

Raimondo called off his internal battle against Count Diego, accepting his place as Steward, now that he was married to the woman of his dreams. Surprisingly, this was exactly what Diego was waiting for…once Raimondo accepted his position, Diego publicly acknowledged Raimondo as his son, and placed him in the line of succession to the throne (though, admittedly, towards the back of the line).

Fruela (the deformed son) began publicly fighting with his wife, Radica, who was also Count Diego’s spymaster.

The continued debt dragged the Count’s land into a state of instability, and Diego became very ill.

Weeks later, there was a terrible discovery. Fruela, who had been sick his entire life, was dead. But there was some concern that it appeared to be a poisoning. Diego had Radica, Fruela’s widowed wife (and Diego’s spymaster), look into it, but she decided it was a natural death. Diego’s son Gutierre (his marshal), however, suspected it was Radica herself who had killed him. Diego finally agreed, and poisoned Radica himself in vengence, killing her as well.

Five months later, Diego’s wife Christina died of old age at 66. On the brighter side, Raimondo had done an excellent job of bringing the province out of debt.

Not thirty days after his wife’s death, Diego married Berenguera…the late King Sancho’s wife, and mother of the current King.

For those keeping track…this family has become wildly incestuous with Diego and several of his sons marrying into the King’s family…some of them multiple times…and Diego himself (and therefore his sons) already being second or third cousins to the original King, the current King’s grandfather.

Diego was still feuding with son Bernardo…but had become unexpectedly close with his oldest son Rodrigo…so he decided (at Rodrigo’s suggestion) to change the succession laws, replacing Rodrigo as rightful heir to the throne.

Then, because the family was not yet incestuous enough, King Sancho married Diego’s son Rubio’s daughter Justa. This family tree hasn’t branched in DECADES.
 
In 1092, Diego declared war on the neighboring Duchy of Santiago, despite the fact that the Duke was one of his friends (and, of course, a distant relative.)

Diego was winning the war…it was clear he would soon be Duke…

…but, tragically, he died of old age just before officially receiving the title, at the age of 59.

His oldest son Rodrigo, count of Molina, inherited the throne, and soon became Duke of Santiago at the age of 45. He gave Molina to Gutierre’s son Sancho, and then declared war on the Duke of Porto, and soon had that title as well.

Duke Rodrigo revoked the titles of Count of two rebellious lieges, then installed brother Rubio as Count of Asturias de Oviedo (their former home), and Rodrigo’s oldest son Enrique became Count of Santiago. He later named Gutierre’s daughter Estefana as Countess of Goimbra, and gave Braganza to Gutierre’s prodigal daughter Dulce.

Gutierre’s wife Ekaterina died of old age…marking the end of the new Duke’s golden age.

Soon, the muslims had returned, in full force, causing havoc throughout the Kingdom of Leon. Luckily, they had not yet touched any of the dynasty’s land, but they were quickly approaching.

Gutierre died of old age in 1099.

And shortly thereafter…the game crashed irrevocably.
 
So, a quick recap of the characters you had met in the story:

Count Diego: Increased his land greatly, and then gave it all away to his sons. Died of old age on the battlefield in an attempt to get more land for his sons, at the age of 59.

Diego’s Wife Christina: Learned of Diego’s infidelity, and that he had a bastard son. Attempted to turn the court against Diego. Died of old age at 66.

King Alfonso – Became King of Castille (in addition to already being King of Leon). Died on the battlefield. Left the throne to his five year old son (and it transferred once again to that son’s teenaged son later in the story). Diego and his children married into this family more times than I can possibly count (despite the fact that the King and Diego were second-cousins, and Diego’s wife and the King were first-cousins.)

Oldest Son Rodrigo – Became Count of Molina, and later Duke of Santiago and Porto, after inheriting his father’s war and winning it.

Second Son Fruela (the deformed one) – Never amounted to much, although he did have a son that did well in the court. He appeared to have been murdered by his wife, Radica, who was also the spymaster. Although there was no evidence, Diego murdered her in revenge.

Third Son Gutierre – Never received land, though he was the marshal of both his father and later his brother Rodrigo for most of his life. He had two daughters that became countesses under Rodrigo’s rule…one of them was a child prodigy. He died of old age.

Fourth Son Fernando – Became Count of Asturias de Santillana (formerly Count Nuno’s land)

Fernando’s Twin Sister Jimena – Married Donnchad. Had three children, but none of them survived for more than a year. She committed suicide shortly after her third child’s death.

Donnchad O’Brien – Married at least three times, including Jimena. Second wife died early as well. Had at least a dozen children between the three wives, but almost all of them died very young.

Donnchad’s parents – Both died shortly after the wedding of old age. Donnchad’s brother became Duke.

Fifth Son Bernardo – Lost his county to the Muslims, but became Count of Soria. Lost his inheritance as favorite son after years of fueding with his older brother and father. Diego changed his will two years before his death, leaving everything to Rodrigo.

Sixth Son Pedro – Became Bishop of El Bierzo, after Diego took Bernardo’s land back from the muslims and gave it to Pedro.

Seventh Son Rubio – Briefly his father’s chancellor, eventually became Count of Asturias de Oviedo (where the story began) after his brother Rodrigo inherited everything and became Duke.

Bastard Son Raimondo – Learned his true identity and swore a blood oath that he would take Asturias de Oviedo as his own. Eventually calmed down after becoming Steward and even marrying the first King’s daughter (sister of the second King, aunt of the third). Saved the county after decades of bankruptcy, and was even recognized by Diego and put into the succession line shortly before Diego’s death. When Rodrigo inherited, however, Raimondo was knocked off the line again, to make room for the older brothers’ sons.

Rival Count Nuno de Lara – Diego declared war on him and took his land, giving it to Fernando. The last he was seen, he was living as a courtier in Bernando’s County of Soria.
 
Bad news, guys…my game exploded. I’ve got an error where the game keeps crashing in January, 1100. I do have a game saved from 1097, so if there’s ever a patch released that fixes this, I’ll pick the game back up then.

I assume the new stuff with 1.05 and DV fixes whatever was going wrong. Just a short note that incestuous Iberian domestic comedy never goes out of style, when you finish with your other AAR.