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sounds like you're in danger of running out of loyal scribes

If it helps the story along I can't see much wrong in an acknowledged bit of fiddling around - bit different if you're doing a world conquest gameplay one but great for a narrative like this

Such was my thinking. Still it's a shame that I had to resort to it, and it would have been cool to pull off a world conquest without cheating :cool:.

This line made me smile. Its good to see (wrong choice of word perhaps...) that Maelsnechtan is enjoying a typically happy Scottish marriage! I love that the blind Maelsnechtan is still a more able and competent military commander than your Marshal.

The blindness was quite a surprise, but I'm quite happy with it (that's not something you hear every day :rolleyes:)
And yes, Maelsnechtan is still more competent militarily than the only other male in his court. Unfortunately all the women have fairly high scores. Maelsnechtan's wife actually has a marshal rating that's quite high, too bad they had a falling out ;)

Update coming within minutes :D.
 
Past and Present

Chapter 18:

Michael was brought out of his reading trance by the door to his and Jack’s cabin being flung open. The lead terrorist and a bulky man came into the room.

Michael and Jack were led wordlessly through the ship to the deck. It seemed to them as though the ship was deserted; all the hostages had been moved below deck.
An inflatable raft had been left poised to be launched overboard. They quickly got underway and the ship disappeared into the distance.

“We’re going to have to land in Ireland,” The woman said. “We can meet up with contacts there that will aid us in an escape to France.”

Michael piped up, “I have made your job significantly easier than the thousand year patriotic-war you were probably planning. Get me on the throne and you’ve succeeded. I see no reason to go to France; there is sufficient dissent in the higher echelons of Scottish government to easily overthrow my father with a coup. All it would require is a Loarn leading it.”

“That’s not happening,” said the long silent man firmly. “As soon as we get you on the throne, you would betray us. We have to be sure of your loyalty first.”

Before Michael could continue a potentially life-threatening argument, Jack broke in, “What I don’t understand is why you left so many of your men on the ship. The Scots must know Michael was on it by now; your men will be killed!”

“They’re not actually our men, they’re simply Muslim mercenaries we hired in Iberia.”

“Muslims?!” Michael exclaimed incredulously.

“Yes, Muslims,” The woman said condescendingly. “The exterminations after the Scots took charge of the Reconquista in 1289 were not as effective as you would have been led to believe. The same is true to an even greater extent in the Holy Land.”


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I was actually hoping to do another couple game updates, but I realized my tedious and pointless intro to art class was a perfect opportunity to write. Not having my computer handy I had to settle for a Michael update.
 
I was actually hoping to do another couple game updates, but I realized my tedious and pointless intro to art class was a perfect opportunity to write. Not having my computer handy I had to settle for a Michael update.

I'm liking your style! I actually spent the one lesson each week devoted to the history of art, during my school art course, to other subjects, as it really was just a waste of time otherwise. A nice update, I'm very intrigued now to find out what exactly has been going on during the Reconquista.
 
This was bad. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. :)
There WILL be an update by tomorrow, I guarantee it.
 
A thousand pardons for the lack of a promised update. I will definitely have one within 24 hours though. fingers-crossed
 
A thousand pardons for the lack of a promised update. I will definitely have one within 24 hours though. fingers-crossed

ach you're just teasing us? Like Morningsider, I'm keen to find out what these alleged Scottish crimes in Spain actually were ...

.... and that is my 2000th post on these forums as well ....
 
A thousand pardons for the lack of a promised update. I will definitely have one within 24 hours though. fingers-crossed

Great stuff, but don't feel the need to force yourself. Its always best to let these things flow naturally. Still I do look forward to this resuming, I was just about to being some more GIEF UPDATES NOW PLX posts!

ach you're just teasing us? Like Morningsider, I'm keen to find out what these alleged Scottish crimes in Spain actually were ...

.... and that is my 2000th post on these forums as well ....

Congratulations on the 2000th post, and I can hazard a guess at what the Scottish crimes in Spain were; Scots walking about wearing only shorts, allowing for too much of their copious blubbery pasty white flesh to be on display - this disgusting sight driving the Spanish to suffer constant recurring nightmares!
 
It's Back :D

Past and Present

Chapter 19:

[Disclaimer: None of this is from my game, I doubt this will get past the late 1100’s, but I will insert random histories of Scotland’s future at various points, enjoy J]
(Excerpt From A Brief History of the Scottish Empire Vol. 3)

Having conquered Brittany in 1238, Scotland looked for an excuse to conquer France. Wisely, the Scottish king, Malcolm VI, cultivated Normandy (which had broken ties with England after Scotland conquered London in 1198) as an ally, and did not seek to expand his territory into Northern France. Instead he wished to move down the Bay of Biscay and, eventually, east till he hit the Holy Roman Empire.
The perfect excuse came with the defeat of Aragon by Moore forces in May of 1239. Malcolm declared himself a special Defender of the Faith, and swore to bring all of Iberia back into Christendom, not to mention Scottish, control.
His reasoning was that he would march south from Brittany through France, and because of the role he was playing for the church, he could get many nobles to sign oaths of fealty to him, enabling some control of the area before he formally attacked.
Of course, this is not how it played out. As soon as Malcolm marched his forces south, King Louis VII declared war. He was no fool, and he saw what happened when you trust a Scottish man to stick to his religious duty.
The war that followed lasted almost 50 years (and is detailed more fully in the next chapter). At the end, Malcolm was the victor carving out almost all the territory he had wanted. Part of northern France was given to Normandy, but by now the relationship had become one of lord and vassal, rather than of an equal alliance.
Malcolm was at this point in his mid-seventies. At this extreme old age he wished for a retirement of sorts, but was prevented by the church. For, while no one really believed in his claim of Defender of the Faith, the pope saw an opportunity for leverage. He personally asked Malcolm to retake Iberia for the glory of the Catholic Church.

To Be Continued Soon


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It's not the update I would have liked to put out, as it advanced neither the plot, or the game itself. However, as soon as I do the follow up, I will try to consistently post at least twice a week, hopefully one being a Michael update, and one being a gameplay update. Cheers :)
 
I like the idea of excerpts from Scotland's past even if things have not actually happened in your game as stated here as it proves an enjoyable read. Its good to see both France and the Pope at least attempting to curtail Scotland's expansion, as clearly someone needs to stop the spread of Scotland!
 
I'm still a bit unsure of our great crime in all this Iberian activity - unless the clue is in
At this extreme old age he wished for a retirement of sorts, but was prevented by the church. ... asked Malcolm to retake Iberia for the glory of the Catholic Church

so, we set a lot of geriatrics from Easterhouse lose on Barcelona ... that would explain an awful lot
 
Past and Present

Chapter 19b:

… Malcolm VI had no choice but to accept the charge.
In 1287 he set out for what would be his last campaign. His forces marched down through Western France, and reached Iberia by April. They moved south quickly and efficiently, taking town after town.
At this point, Malcolm had had enough of war. While he was seen as the bloodthirsty type, he had seen so much pillaging, rape, destruction, he had simply had enough. This led to the rather remarkable orders he set out that completely banned any unauthorized looting and set strict limits on what was to be taken from the populace. Failure to adhere to these standards was met with harsh punishment.
While the Spanish populace was rather pleased by this, Malcolm’s troops were not. They attempted mutiny at several points throughout the campaign, but Malcolm’s iron will kept the army going.
By the end of the campaigning season, Scotland had made it’s typically vast inroads on the Muslim territory and they settled down for a long winter of waiting. The Moore’s saw their chance.

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On December 12, 1287 an unnamed Moorish assassin crept silently past Malcolm Loarn VI’s guards and into his bedroom. Malcolm apparently woke up in enough time to scream for his guards, but they arrived to late. Malcolm was stabbed at several points throughout his body and quickly died. The assassin, however, mysteriously escaped. This has led to speculation that the assassination was financed by some of Loarn’s own troops allowing them to get a new leader, one who would have a more liberal looting policy.
If this is the case, the plan very nearly backfired. Within a week Muslim forces assembled under Aamir Abdulah was poised to attack. Though their forces were outnumbered by the combined Scottish and French regiments, the Scots had a severe disadvantage.
Malcolm’s leadership had been iron-clad, and he had no one who really challenged him. This left the army with no clear replacement. Furthermore, the French forces, who didn’t really want to be there having just been conquered by the Scots, had few translators. Malcolm had been extremely fluent in at least 5 languages, and he thought that using a translator appeared weak. Additionally, he had allowed none of his general staff to bring linguists with them.
All this taken together, along with the fact that the troops were faring none too well after a campaign with almost non-existent looting from the countryside, led to a very weak Scottish army. The only thing that saved it was Robert Loarn III. He was Malcolm’s second son, and was quite eager to prove his worth. Robert had accompanied his father to Spain to set himself apart from his elder brother in an attempt to grab the throne.
Robert was fairly old at the age of 48. He knew he had little time to secure the throne, and he had just been handed a golden opportunity. Massing the army into one short, deep front, he charged straight at the menacing Muslim horde.
This was the last thing Aamir had expected and he was caught completely off guard. His troops were still better trained and equipped and were able to quickly form up. Meeting the Scottish charge, the two sides were in for a long battle of attrition. But Robert had one last trick up his sleeve, the Welsh.

To Be Thrillingly Concluded Soon

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My apologies for how long this tangent is turning into. I merely wanted to do a quick update to explain the crimes in Iberia which had been previously mentioned. But, of course, I got caught up in my own alternate history and I couldn't stop writing, and, well, it's gotten quite long-winded tbh.:rolleyes: The next update will have the answer as to what happened in Spain :D.
 
so Scotland's big crime (apart from inventing haggis)

...and inventing the bagpipes!

Good stuff, its nonsense to call this long-winded though, its a very enjoyable read. Indeed, I'd welcome more of these excerpts if you have any in mind, I'm sure Scotland has caused some troubles elsewhere in Europe!
 
Past and Present

Chapter 19c

Throughout the Loarn’s conquests of the Northern Isles [Author’s note: aren’t I creative coming up with alternate names :D], the Scots had faced little resistance. The one place where there had been any kind of trouble had been in Wales. Welsh bowman were repeatedly able to decimate Scottish lines as they advanced, leaving them easy pickings for infantry.
The Scottish generals, completely lacking in ingenuity, had no answer but to mass more and more troops. Wales may have even been unconquerable, but the Loarn’s were able to shove thousands of recently captured Englishmen down the gauntlet, overwhelming the Welsh infantry.
Unlike most of his predecessors, Robert III learned from past mistakes. In planning the bold attack, he had sent a large detachment of Welsh archers to the rear flank of the Muslim forces. When the battle started, the Welsh advanced and fired volley after volley into the unsuspecting Moor army, butchering it. The battle continued for a while, but it was obvious who the victor was.
Robert made an almost fatal error here. He cautiously didn’t follow up with the attack and destroy the remaining Muslims. If the Moors had immediately followed up with a counterattack the next day, they might have still pulled a victory out. As it happened they retreated for a guerrilla campaign.

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The next campaign season went on rather uneventfully. It proceeded much the same as the last year’s, with the key difference being that the Scottish troops were now able to pillage to their heart’s content. It seemed as if it would be yet another Scottish annexation would occur.
However the Iberian army that Robert had let go was busy getting ready for a huge raid. They were gathering men, supplies, and weapons and were planning to retake Toledo from the light Scottish garrison that was stationed there. It was not exactly clear what they hoped to achieve, since the Scottish horde could simple move back and besiege them into submission.
In the end, however, this didn’t happen. Robert made an extremely poor decision. He constantly was pining for his wife and children, and sent for them to come to Iberia. They willingly came and his 32 year old wife, Mary as well as their two children, Robert (15), and Alan (13) were in Northern Spain by September, 1288. They awaited Robert in the city of Pamplona. Robert was planning to greet them, but was delayed by action on the front.
The Moorish guerrillas found out about this, and they quickly switched there plan. On October 29, 1288, they marched for Pamplona. They reached the city by the 18th of November.
A small detachment posed as traders from North Africa and bribed there way past the Scottish guards into the city. In the dead of the night they swung the doors of the city wide open and their companions swarmed in. The surprised regiments that greeted them were quickly overcome, and the city was taken.
All the Scots in the city were shown no mercy. Mary Loarn was herself reportedly raped literally dozens of times before being publicly executed. His sons were blinded and whipped before both were beheaded.
News hastily traveled to Robert. He was infuriated and swore revenge. He immediately marched his troops all the way to Pamplona and forced his way in. he had traveled so swiftly, that the Moors had had no word of his coming, and were completely unprepared. Robert took a bloody vengeance that outdid what the Moor’s themselves had done two weeks prior.
Of course, he did not stop there. He continued systematically going through every Iberian city, town, and hamlet of any note. Some he was content with simply slaughtering the Muslim populace, and destroying any mosques. If he was in a foul mood, the entire city would be razed to the ground.
While many of his generals objected, they were far too fearful to even attempt to stop Robert in his mad dash around Spain. By the time he was done, there was not a single Muslim left in Iberia. In the process he had made his troops wealthy beyond belief with all the plunder, and had killed off a good portion of the non-Muslim population as well. It is estimated that his conquest had decimated the population of Iberia anywhere from 60-85%.
Of course this is just a foreshadowing of what was to come in the coming centuries when calls for Jerusalem’s liberation came about…

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Well there you go. :).
 
Slaughtering most of the Muslim population of Iberia, I can just about understand why Scotland is looked upon poorly there. Gruesome stuff, but well written, this three part piece is very good. I'm rather intrigued by what has happened in Jerusalem now, I hope there is an update on that soon. I rather liked this line as well;

but the Loarn’s were able to shove thousands of recently captured Englishmen down the gauntlet, overwhelming the Welsh infantry.

Typical workshy Scots, living off the backs of other peoples work!
 
......Aaaaannnd yet another long break without activity. However, this time I have been hard at work, and there will be a large influx of update(s) within the next few days. :)
 
Oh........My.......God Is it?... Yes, It's an actual gameplay update!!

Past and Present

Chapter 20

Jack was perpetually worried the entire journey to Ireland. He didn't even really know how he had gotten into this situation to begin with, let alone what he would do next. All he knew was that he had to get away from the guerrillas as soon as they landed, and that Michael was very likely to *muck* it up with his loud mouth.
He needn't have worried, however. Michael was content to keep quiet and read the old diary. Jack thanked God as soon as he looked at Michael and saw his face buried in past:

1074:

June 24: We have entered the province and declared war. It will hopefully be swift so I can move onto my next conquest quickly. I want to unite Ireland under one banner soon so that I may leave my heir with a strong enough inheritance for him to take his rightful place as ruler of Scotland.

June 29: My generals tell me the battle went well, I have no way to disprove it. We are now laying siege. Within a few months, Mide will be mine.


July 16: A whore, who was becoming quite famous within our camp, came to me today to and offered her services. I longed to accept, but my blindness is already a punishment from God, I can not afford any more transgressions on God’s laws.

July 22: Surprisingly, Mide surrendered today. I gratefully accepted.
In other news, my daughter has reached the age of education. She has been packed off to a nunnery.

August 11: Not much needs to be spoken of my recent activities. All that has to be said is that I am now a legitimate claimant to the Duchy of Leinster, as well as the current Duke’s counties. As soon as my manpower is replenished, my armies will make the territory mine officially as well.

August 25: To make up for the way I am looked upon after my recent throne-claiming activities, I have decided to do something quite prestigious. I am creating the title of Duke of Ulster. This has attracted enough attention to gloss over my illicit pursuits.

September 28: Despite my sister‘s, the chancellor of my realm, protests, I have sent my nephew to be trained in the art of war. I have an exceedingly appalling lack of men capable of leading an army in any fashion, and I my heir will desperately need some good stock of men with military capabilities.

December 2: The pope has seen fit to send a man by the name of Alwin MacDomnail to serve as my Duchy’s official chaplain. However I have found another use for him, my marshal. He is more effective military man than either myself, or my brother-in-law. This man of God will now find out what it’s like to send others on missions of death. Though, I do have to wonder if God will be tolerable of this act.

December 28: My sister’s idiot husband has seen fit to commit another act of lunacy. He has been sick for many-a month, and this is partly what made him such a bad marshal. When a traveling con-man rode into town, my brother-in-law jumped at the chance to pay a large sum to have himself magically cured. Unfortunately for him, the man left shortly after receiving payment. Hopefully this teaches my ex-marshal to not put his faith in witchcraft.

January 1: Many things have transpired this year, good and ill. I believe I am the better for it. Like Job, I will overcome all obstacles in my way to prove my devotion to God, and my cause. Deus Vult!

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Yay, and guess what. For once I'm actually ahead of the game. Expect updates for the next few days :eek:

PS: I had been planning to post this yesterday, but right when I was about to, the server went down for repairs:mad:
 
A whore, who was becoming quite famous within our camp, came to me today to and offered her services. .... my daughter has reached the age of education. She has been packed off to a nunnery.... Despite my sister‘s, the chancellor of my realm, protests, ... The pope has seen fit to send a man

ummh is it just me or is there a theme running through that section?

good to see that the way to keep Micheal out of mischief is to give him something to read ;)
 
Like loki, I thought these lines were rather brilliant;

July 16: A whore, who was becoming quite famous within our camp, came to me today to and offered her services. I longed to accept, but my blindness is already a punishment from God, I can not afford any more transgressions on God’s laws.

This firstly made me wonder if we were still dealing with an actual Scotsman. Turning down such an offer, I had my doubts.

July 22:In other news, my daughter has reached the age of education. She has been packed off to a nunnery.

Although when reading this I was once again sure that the Loarn family are indeed Scottish; he is being a true Scotsman, leaving his work for others, in this case letting his daughter attempt to redeem his soul!

Very good stuff, it had me chuckling.