OOC: This AAR is not really an AAR. Mere collection of events turned into stories. Some are important events, some are obsurd. Entries may leap years in between.
Playing normal difficulty, furious AI
1. The Day Guy de Lusignan Snapped
First of September, in the Year of Our Lord One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety Three
Royal Hunting Park near Acre Castle
Guy de Lusignan, King of Jerusalem, Duke of Ascalon, Count of Jerusalem, Irbid, Safed, Beirut, Tyrus, Acre, Jaffa and Ascalon was besotted with worry. Ever since he became King of Jerusalem by Grace of God, he's been besotted with worry.
His kingdom is strong and mighty, forged with blood of many crusaders from all over Europe who died to reclaim the Holy Land for the Glory of the Lord, yet it is weak compared to Muslim kingdoms that surrounded it, especially the Ayyubids who ruled from Egypt but claimed fealty of many sheiks and emirs surrounding Guy's kingdom. Guy was not a coward, but every morning he woke up, he expected to hear a message saying that the Ayyubids and their legions of Musilm fanatics are at the doorstep of Jerusalem. God save him the shame of losing the Holy Land from the infidels.
Lately another worry keep dominating his mind. His wife, Sybilla d'Anjou was past forty years of age and Guy had no hope of getting another child from her. He loved Sybilla very much and their marriage brought three daughters which the eldest, Alix was joy of Guy, but the second, Marie, was inflicted with severe inbreeding traits. The third, Borguine died of intestinal worm and Guy was glad when the poor suffering child went back to the Lord's gentle hand.
What he needed was a son to ensure that his line would continue. Guy did not want his cousin Hugue de Lusignan, Count of Lusignan to inherit his kingdom. He considered Hugue to be Richard, King of England's arse kisser and did not think too much of him.
Guy knew that he was only thirty four and was still virile as he had bred a bastard, Robert, in his moment of weakness when a pretty wench caught his eye during a moment of depression, God forgive him for his sin and slept with her.
He needed a younger wife who would breed a son that would continue his branch of Lusignan.
But Sybilla would have none of it, even when he promised her a large sum of gold and even a title as a countess. Every time he would breach the subject of divorce, she would flew into a fit of rage.
"I AM YOUR WIFE, GUY DE LUSIGNAN, by Grace of God, Queen of Jerusalem and YOU WILL NEVER DIVORCE ME!"
Guy did not know what to do anymore. He could not reason with his wife and that meant he cannot get a son.
One cold night up at the Temple Mount six month ago where Guy prayed to God for continuance of his line somehow, he thought of something he thought he could have never done.
Next morning, he called a trusted household servant and told him to use some of the pretty mushrooms that he found on side of a mountain near Jerusalem for Sybilla's lunch. She loved mushrooms braised with spice from the Orient.
Lucky for her, she smelled the mushrooms and did not like the smell of it and ordered it to be thrown out.
Seeing it to be a sign from God, he repented greatly and swore to never try that again, but another six month has passed and Guy's worries got the best of him.
Sybilla was also an avid huntress and the Royal Hunting Park near Acre Castle was a gift from Guy to her where she spent a lot of time with her falcon.
Guy had her escorts lead Sybilla to a certain isolated spot inside the park where he would meet her alone.
"Oh, I did not know you were also hunting, my husband. I thought you were inspecting the army," Sybilla said, when she saw Guy sitting near an oak tree, his horse calmly grazing on a patch of grass.
"No, my love. I needed to clear my head so I came here. How is the hunt?"
Sybilla replied, "Not very good today. All the game seemed to have disappeared and all the beaters could not find any."
"No falconing today?"
Sybilla smiled. "Not today, my husband. I thought a little variey might be interesting so I took up a bow." She held up a bow.
Guy also smiled. "Very good, my lady." Inside Guy a battle raged between his mind who told him to get the deed over with, for the good of the kingdom and his heart, who decried such shameful act.
Guy took a breath and resolved to do what he must.
"My dear, I have something for you in my saddlebag. Would you please bring it to me?"
"Of course, my husband."
As Sybilla turned from him and took a step towards his horse, Guy snapped a foot out to Sybilla's back of leg. As she fell to her knees, Guy with his left hand drew back her magnificent brunette hair and with his powerful right fist smashed into the throat of Sybilla, hearing a sickening crunch as her neck broke. She collapsed.
Guy kneeled next to Sybilla who was dying, wheezing sound coming from her as she tried in vain to get more air.
"I'm so sorry, my love. But you didn't want to be reasonable."
Guy kissed Sybilla's lips for the last time and closed her eyes gently.
Getting up, he drew his sword and slapped the rear of Sybilla's horse who made a loud whinny sound. Guy cried out, "HELP! HELP! The Queen has fallen!"
Attendants who were far away but heard the cries rushed to help the Queen.
They did not notice Guy who was quietly sobbing because of shame which he had to live with.
The official account of Sybilla's death was that it was an accident, her horse threw her off breaking her neck. However, some courtiers suspected that Guy might have had a hand in her death, as they knew that Guy wanted to divorce her and Sybilla was a fine horsewoman...
Two month later, Guy announced that he was betrothed to Jimena Blanca, daughter of Sancho, King of Navarre.
Playing normal difficulty, furious AI
1. The Day Guy de Lusignan Snapped
First of September, in the Year of Our Lord One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety Three
Royal Hunting Park near Acre Castle
Guy de Lusignan, King of Jerusalem, Duke of Ascalon, Count of Jerusalem, Irbid, Safed, Beirut, Tyrus, Acre, Jaffa and Ascalon was besotted with worry. Ever since he became King of Jerusalem by Grace of God, he's been besotted with worry.
His kingdom is strong and mighty, forged with blood of many crusaders from all over Europe who died to reclaim the Holy Land for the Glory of the Lord, yet it is weak compared to Muslim kingdoms that surrounded it, especially the Ayyubids who ruled from Egypt but claimed fealty of many sheiks and emirs surrounding Guy's kingdom. Guy was not a coward, but every morning he woke up, he expected to hear a message saying that the Ayyubids and their legions of Musilm fanatics are at the doorstep of Jerusalem. God save him the shame of losing the Holy Land from the infidels.
Lately another worry keep dominating his mind. His wife, Sybilla d'Anjou was past forty years of age and Guy had no hope of getting another child from her. He loved Sybilla very much and their marriage brought three daughters which the eldest, Alix was joy of Guy, but the second, Marie, was inflicted with severe inbreeding traits. The third, Borguine died of intestinal worm and Guy was glad when the poor suffering child went back to the Lord's gentle hand.
What he needed was a son to ensure that his line would continue. Guy did not want his cousin Hugue de Lusignan, Count of Lusignan to inherit his kingdom. He considered Hugue to be Richard, King of England's arse kisser and did not think too much of him.
Guy knew that he was only thirty four and was still virile as he had bred a bastard, Robert, in his moment of weakness when a pretty wench caught his eye during a moment of depression, God forgive him for his sin and slept with her.
He needed a younger wife who would breed a son that would continue his branch of Lusignan.
But Sybilla would have none of it, even when he promised her a large sum of gold and even a title as a countess. Every time he would breach the subject of divorce, she would flew into a fit of rage.
"I AM YOUR WIFE, GUY DE LUSIGNAN, by Grace of God, Queen of Jerusalem and YOU WILL NEVER DIVORCE ME!"
Guy did not know what to do anymore. He could not reason with his wife and that meant he cannot get a son.
One cold night up at the Temple Mount six month ago where Guy prayed to God for continuance of his line somehow, he thought of something he thought he could have never done.
Next morning, he called a trusted household servant and told him to use some of the pretty mushrooms that he found on side of a mountain near Jerusalem for Sybilla's lunch. She loved mushrooms braised with spice from the Orient.
Lucky for her, she smelled the mushrooms and did not like the smell of it and ordered it to be thrown out.
Seeing it to be a sign from God, he repented greatly and swore to never try that again, but another six month has passed and Guy's worries got the best of him.
Sybilla was also an avid huntress and the Royal Hunting Park near Acre Castle was a gift from Guy to her where she spent a lot of time with her falcon.
Guy had her escorts lead Sybilla to a certain isolated spot inside the park where he would meet her alone.
"Oh, I did not know you were also hunting, my husband. I thought you were inspecting the army," Sybilla said, when she saw Guy sitting near an oak tree, his horse calmly grazing on a patch of grass.
"No, my love. I needed to clear my head so I came here. How is the hunt?"
Sybilla replied, "Not very good today. All the game seemed to have disappeared and all the beaters could not find any."
"No falconing today?"
Sybilla smiled. "Not today, my husband. I thought a little variey might be interesting so I took up a bow." She held up a bow.
Guy also smiled. "Very good, my lady." Inside Guy a battle raged between his mind who told him to get the deed over with, for the good of the kingdom and his heart, who decried such shameful act.
Guy took a breath and resolved to do what he must.
"My dear, I have something for you in my saddlebag. Would you please bring it to me?"
"Of course, my husband."
As Sybilla turned from him and took a step towards his horse, Guy snapped a foot out to Sybilla's back of leg. As she fell to her knees, Guy with his left hand drew back her magnificent brunette hair and with his powerful right fist smashed into the throat of Sybilla, hearing a sickening crunch as her neck broke. She collapsed.
Guy kneeled next to Sybilla who was dying, wheezing sound coming from her as she tried in vain to get more air.
"I'm so sorry, my love. But you didn't want to be reasonable."
Guy kissed Sybilla's lips for the last time and closed her eyes gently.
Getting up, he drew his sword and slapped the rear of Sybilla's horse who made a loud whinny sound. Guy cried out, "HELP! HELP! The Queen has fallen!"
Attendants who were far away but heard the cries rushed to help the Queen.
They did not notice Guy who was quietly sobbing because of shame which he had to live with.
The official account of Sybilla's death was that it was an accident, her horse threw her off breaking her neck. However, some courtiers suspected that Guy might have had a hand in her death, as they knew that Guy wanted to divorce her and Sybilla was a fine horsewoman...
Two month later, Guy announced that he was betrothed to Jimena Blanca, daughter of Sancho, King of Navarre.
Good AAR
