1073
In August the forestry was built. I now go from 0.96 ducats a month to 1.01 ducats per month. Given that I paid 100 ducats to get started on this, this particular investment will break even in...about 166 years.
Thora seems to think we should have a party to celebrate it when it does break even. Ah, Thora... At first I was going to explain this to her, but then I had a better idea. I put her in charge of the party planning committee. And when people aren't looking, I let Magnus sit on her chair and be Spy Master. So far, no one has noticed the difference.
It briefly occurred to me that I could have used the gold to assassinate Thora instead. But, of course, she's my Spymaster and would find some way of messing it up and end up getting caught trying to kill herself. Then I'd be blamed for being a murderer. Which would be fair enough, I suppose, although in my opinion I have a lot more to answer for in appointing her to that job in the first place.
Speaking of assassination...well, this is a rather tender subject, but Marthe is pushing 30 now. I love her very much, but I didn't notice any children on the way this year. She says it's my fault for the whole "chaste" thing. I tell her that it's her fault, because *I* figured out what hole to use (all on my own, thank you very much) and it's her fault if it doesn't work. I was a bit worried after we fought about this, but then I checked her MySpace and I'm still on her friends list, so I think everything is okay.
But I can't help but think that I need more children...
1074
The two-field system came to Agder! This is wonderful. Now we earn 1.06 ducats per month. I might yet get to construct another building before I die and Jon takes over.
Speaking of which...Magnus as a 2-year old is doing almost as well as Jon as a 6-year old. I sent Jon to a religious education at the monastery on the grounds that the monks are the ones who have messed up his development so far, so they can fix it.
Both of my children are modest. I guess this will help them get along. We're becoming quite a pious little realm, with Marthe and myself both zealous, her being a master theologian and me being a martial cleric, whatever that is.
In December, Olaf the King of Norway finally remembered that Agder exists and asked us to mobilize our troops. I declined on the grounds that we can't afford it and that this could put in debt for centuries.
Still no more children. I am starting to seriously consider the unthinkable...
1075
Speaking of the unthinkable, I am starting to wonder whether Magnus might make a better successor than Jon. I haven't told Marthe yet, but I think she realizes that Magnus is my favorite. For one thing, he has a much more regal name. Do you know that if Magnus ever becomes "The Great" his name in Latin would be Magnus Magnus? Almost as important, Magnus at age 3 appears to be as talented as Jon at age 7.
Then came September 19, 1075. Quite honestly, the worst day of my life.
My faith troubled, I spent most of the rest of the year at the monastery, in spiritual contemplation. Except for the one day when I drank a lot of swamp beer to drown my sorrows and went home and tried Marthe's other hole again. And again. And again. And again. I told her after that I had a vision from an angel telling me do this, to get another potential heir, but in truth I was just in a rage and I needed to cause pain. This was wrong; I know she suffered from Magnus' death too. We made up, and I checked her MySpace. I'm still there. I do still love her, even if she is old, barren, and can only produce dimwits and CHILDREN WHO DIE.
Clearly, I'm not over Magnus' death yet.
My neighbors have been great. The Count of Trondelag offered an alliance, and the Count of Telemark befriended me in my misery.
On Christmas Day, I decided that that Jon will continue his education at court. I think I need to make amends with the boy. He sensed I preferred Magnus. And he'll be my heir, so I'd better get to the business of making a man out of him.
In August the forestry was built. I now go from 0.96 ducats a month to 1.01 ducats per month. Given that I paid 100 ducats to get started on this, this particular investment will break even in...about 166 years.
Thora seems to think we should have a party to celebrate it when it does break even. Ah, Thora... At first I was going to explain this to her, but then I had a better idea. I put her in charge of the party planning committee. And when people aren't looking, I let Magnus sit on her chair and be Spy Master. So far, no one has noticed the difference.
It briefly occurred to me that I could have used the gold to assassinate Thora instead. But, of course, she's my Spymaster and would find some way of messing it up and end up getting caught trying to kill herself. Then I'd be blamed for being a murderer. Which would be fair enough, I suppose, although in my opinion I have a lot more to answer for in appointing her to that job in the first place.
Speaking of assassination...well, this is a rather tender subject, but Marthe is pushing 30 now. I love her very much, but I didn't notice any children on the way this year. She says it's my fault for the whole "chaste" thing. I tell her that it's her fault, because *I* figured out what hole to use (all on my own, thank you very much) and it's her fault if it doesn't work. I was a bit worried after we fought about this, but then I checked her MySpace and I'm still on her friends list, so I think everything is okay.
But I can't help but think that I need more children...
1074
The two-field system came to Agder! This is wonderful. Now we earn 1.06 ducats per month. I might yet get to construct another building before I die and Jon takes over.
Speaking of which...Magnus as a 2-year old is doing almost as well as Jon as a 6-year old. I sent Jon to a religious education at the monastery on the grounds that the monks are the ones who have messed up his development so far, so they can fix it.
Both of my children are modest. I guess this will help them get along. We're becoming quite a pious little realm, with Marthe and myself both zealous, her being a master theologian and me being a martial cleric, whatever that is.
In December, Olaf the King of Norway finally remembered that Agder exists and asked us to mobilize our troops. I declined on the grounds that we can't afford it and that this could put in debt for centuries.
Still no more children. I am starting to seriously consider the unthinkable...
1075
Speaking of the unthinkable, I am starting to wonder whether Magnus might make a better successor than Jon. I haven't told Marthe yet, but I think she realizes that Magnus is my favorite. For one thing, he has a much more regal name. Do you know that if Magnus ever becomes "The Great" his name in Latin would be Magnus Magnus? Almost as important, Magnus at age 3 appears to be as talented as Jon at age 7.
Then came September 19, 1075. Quite honestly, the worst day of my life.
My faith troubled, I spent most of the rest of the year at the monastery, in spiritual contemplation. Except for the one day when I drank a lot of swamp beer to drown my sorrows and went home and tried Marthe's other hole again. And again. And again. And again. I told her after that I had a vision from an angel telling me do this, to get another potential heir, but in truth I was just in a rage and I needed to cause pain. This was wrong; I know she suffered from Magnus' death too. We made up, and I checked her MySpace. I'm still there. I do still love her, even if she is old, barren, and can only produce dimwits and CHILDREN WHO DIE.
Clearly, I'm not over Magnus' death yet.
My neighbors have been great. The Count of Trondelag offered an alliance, and the Count of Telemark befriended me in my misery.
On Christmas Day, I decided that that Jon will continue his education at court. I think I need to make amends with the boy. He sensed I preferred Magnus. And he'll be my heir, so I'd better get to the business of making a man out of him.
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