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Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1039–1051) - Part I
Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1039–1051) - Part I
Travel Diary of Satyros, Day One – October 30, 1039 AD
On October 28, 1039, the day of my father Emperor Sosthenes II's passing, the world as I knew it changed forever. Though I was his son, reputed to be one of his most intelligent offspring, I felt that the weight of courtly duties and titles was not meant for me. The decision to abandon palace life came suddenly but was deeply contemplated.
Just days after the funeral ceremony, under the cover of pre-dawn darkness, I left the imperial walls with my brother, the new Emperor Prytanis IV's, approval. I resolved to set out on a journey. From my earliest years, I was drawn to life beyond the palace gates. In this book, I will document my travels and the lands I have the privilege to visit.
Equipped with essential supplies and light arms, accompanied by my wife Irmgard, I embarked on this journey. My goal was to understand the raw essence of the world, to witness lands I had only seen on maps and heard about from scholars.
Travel Diary of Satyros – November 23, 1039 AD
Today, I came across a dispute between two villages south of Cankoy, contending over a piece of land at their border. The conflict concerned a small stretch of pastureland that, though modest in appearance, was vital for both communities—one relied on it for grazing sheep, the other for barley cultivation.
When I arrived, I found the villagers agitated, and attempts at mediation by the local elders had proven futile. Leaving without addressing this issue would have been a betrayal of my father's teachings.
I decided to mediate personally. Gathering the leaders of both villages at the contested pasture, I carefully listened to their needs and arguments. After lengthy discussions, I proposed a solution: the land would be shared. Seasonal divisions were established—the pasture would serve grazing purposes in spring and cultivation in summer.
To avoid future disputes, boundary stones were placed, and a shared totem was erected in the pasture's center as a symbol of cooperation. To my relief, both sides accepted these terms, expressing gratitude for my help. As I departed, I felt that these small acts were shaping my journey as someone who not only observes but also leaves something meaningful behind.
Travel Diary of Satyros, Anatolia (1039–1042)
May 28, 1040 AD – Ikonium, Anatolia
Today, I arrived in Ikonium, the capital of the Kingdom of Asia. The city is vibrant, filled with merchants, artists, and philosophers. On my first day, I met Eulia of Lystra, the city’s mayor, a woman of keen intellect and captivating charm. She tasked me with recreating a valuable manuscript, a copy of which was to be housed in the local library. I gladly accepted this task, seeing it as an opportunity to immerse myself in classical texts and intellectual labor.
Evenings were spent under the glow of lamps, working on the manuscript and learning High German—the language of my wife, Irmgard—which I found both melodious and precise.
The manuscript is nearing completion. My son Demochares has begun his education under his mother’s tutelage, learning not only her native tongue but also the art of governance. Watching my son engrossed in scrolls fills me with pride.
Meanwhile, our family has grown—Irmgard has given birth to our third son, whom we named Pithon. The presence of new life in our camp has brought joy to everyone; even my companions seem more inclined toward laughter and evening conversations.
My charm and courtesy have borne unexpected fruit. I visited Iordanes, the mayor of Laranalia, seeking alms for Ikonium's poor. Impressed by my words, he gave more than initially intended. This support will provide aid to many in need. In such moments, I find the purpose of my journey—not merely to explore the world but to leave something of value behind.
Today, an unexpected guest arrived at our camp. Antiochos Touzenes, an envoy from my cousin Archippos, Strategos of Riazan, brought a letter filled with news from home. Archippos seeks my counsel on matters of governance and potential alliances in the East. While I am glad to hear from my family, the letter reminded me of the distance separating me from my childhood homeland. I spent the evening conversing with Antiochos, whose vast knowledge and storytelling skills made for a memorable exchange.
Travel Diary of Satyros – June 31, 1043 AD
Today, I arrived in Greece, specifically in the picturesque town of Domokos, nestled among charming hills. The locals, though hospitable, live under the shadow of tensions stemming from a border dispute between two neighboring villages.
Pelagia, the mayor, a woman of exceptional diplomatic acumen, sought my help in mediating the conflict. I spent several days listening to both sides, visiting the disputed areas, and conversing with the villagers. The conflict, as it turned out, revolved not only around land but also access to water sources and grazing rights.
Drawing from my experience in resolving disputes and with meticulous attention, I was able to broker a compromise. Boundaries were redrawn to accommodate the needs of both villages. After the agreement was announced, the villagers organized a joint celebration to mark this new beginning.
Witnessing their joy reaffirmed my belief in the value of fostering harmony wherever my journey takes me.
Travel Diary of Satyros – March 26, 1044 AD
While traversing one of the desert roads, I encountered an extraordinary situation—a bandit attack on a small caravan. Without hesitation, I rushed to their aid.
Thanks to my combat training and a bit of cunning, I managed to repel the assault. Among the rescued individuals, as it turned out, was none other than King Stilpon I the Fair of Egypt himself. The ruler expressed his deep gratitude and invited me to his palace in Alexandria, offering me hospitality and a position on his council.
For the past three years, I have served King Stilpon, dedicating my skills to Egypt's cause. During this time, I fulfilled the oath I made to the king after the memorable incident—I personally led an expedition to eliminate the bandit leader responsible for the attempt on his life.
After weeks of tracking through desert hideouts, we engaged in a decisive battle. The bandits were routed, and their leader slain. The king regarded this as one of my greatest achievements and honored me at a grand audience.
Travel Diary of Satyros – 1047 AD
Today, I leave Egypt, enriched with new experiences and memories. I bid farewell to Stilpon, whom I deeply respect, and to the people of this magnificent country. My next destination is Syria, where I intend to continue my journey and pursuit of knowledge. Although I do not know what the coming days will bring, I am certain my travels will remain full of challenges and opportunities for further self-improvement.
Travel Diary of Satyros – August 20, 1047 AD
Today I arrived in Damascus, the jewel of Syria, a city whose name carries tales of trade, culture, and wars. The city, while beautiful, seems riddled with intrigue—a perfect place to offer my skills.
Initially, I took on minor assignments for the local nobility, ranging from trade negotiations to strategic advice. My experience quickly earned me a reputation as a trustworthy and effective figure.
Before long, my talents drew the attention of Prince Diomedes, one of the most powerful men in the region. He tasked me with an espionage mission requiring both cunning and bravery—to uncover a conspiracy within one of his vassal households.
The mission for Prince Diomedes was a challenge but provided an opportunity to test my skills in difficult circumstances.
Travel Diary of Satyros – November 1047 AD
While traveling southeast toward Mesopotamia, I came across a group of people moving under the cover of night among ancient ruins. Curious, I observed them from a distance and realized they were tomb raiders.
Although their actions raised moral questions, I could not resist the temptation to learn their purpose. I joined them, pretending to be a guide, and later seized the opportunity to claim a significant portion of their loot. While the gold was valuable, the maps and notes found in the tomb held far greater importance to me—they were a window into the ancient knowledge and history of these lands.
Travel Diary of Satyros – March 1048 AD
During our journey through the villages of Mesopotamia, my son Demochares fell in love with a beautiful local girl, Hasti. Her family, captivated by our way of life and tales of our travels, decided to join our caravan.
In Hasti, I saw not only modesty and grace but also intelligence, making her a perfect companion for my son. Although their relationship was just beginning to take shape, I knew it was the start of a significant bond that could strengthen our family and bring new dynamics to our journey.
Travel Diary of Satyros – April 1048 AD
We finally reached the capital of Mesopotamia, a great city whose towering walls reached toward the heavens, attesting to its might. The city was vibrant, its residents seemingly hailing from every corner of the known world. We stayed at a travelers' lodge, where I began planning the next steps of my journey.
Travel Diary of Satyros – May 1048 AD
Bajlan, the capital of Mesopotamia, captivated me at first glance. The city's streets were bustling with craftsmen, merchants, and artists, and its atmosphere pulsed with life and ambition. Upon my arrival, I quickly established connections with the local elite.
I caught the attention of Agha, an influential baron, through my artistic flair. I organized a theatrical performance at his residence—a story blending humor and serious reflections inspired by my travels. The audience, led by Agha, was delighted, and I received not only generous payment but also an invitation for further collaboration.
My linguistic skills once again proved invaluable. For Agha Ferdow of Aska, I undertook the translation of an ancient manuscript containing secrets of ancient irrigation methods in Mesopotamia.
The translation was demanding, the text filled with archaisms, yet with each day, I gained a deeper appreciation for the wisdom of the ancients. Ferdow was grateful for my work and, in return, granted me access to his impressive archives, where I discovered many inspiring texts and records that enriched my understanding of the region's history.
Towards the end of my stay in Mesopotamia, I collaborated with Beg Sezgin of Tustae, who commissioned me to copy a valuable book. The work was meticulous but satisfying, with each sentence a testament to the craftsmanship of ancient writers.
During these two years in Bajlan, I gained not only the recognition of the local nobility but also a sense of fulfillment that my skills found appreciation in various fields—from art to science. As the time to leave Mesopotamia approached, I knew my experiences here would remain a treasured part of my journey through the world.
Travel Diary of Satyros – May 1050 AD
Persia welcomed me with its endless plains and rich culture, though my time in the region was limited. At the request of Hanim Shahnaz, an influential matron of local aristocracy, I agreed to mentor her son, young Hussein.
The boy was curious and full of energy but lacked direction. Over months, I taught him the art of reading and writing, as well as the basics of governance. Highly talented, he quickly absorbed knowledge, particularly intrigued by history and military strategies. I felt a sense of satisfaction seeing his enthusiasm transform into real skills that could shape his future as a leader.
Travel Diary of Satyros – January 1051 AD
After a year in Persia, where the wealth of culture and hospitality left an indelible impression on me, the time has come to journey eastward. Crossing into Hindustan was a pivotal moment—the Indian subcontinent welcomed me with the hustle and bustle of crowded cities and the aroma of spices wafting through the air.
Our caravan moved slowly, and I observed with fascination the diverse landscapes and people. I knew that ahead lay not only a journey through unfamiliar lands but also an opportunity to continue exploring and learning in one of the world's oldest and richest cultural regions.
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So you have decided to play as an adventurer, I wonder what will happen to the Empire in your absence.
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I honestly have no idea who he was or why he wanted to steal one of the artifacts, from what I checked he was not related to the imperial family.
The story of Satyros and his journey is more of an add-on to this mega-campaign. After describing it, we will return to the reign of Prytanis IV.
I continue to describe the story only with less frequency. In December I usually have much less free time.
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Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1051–1059) Part II
Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1051–1059) Part II
Travel Diary of Satyros – March 1051 AD
I arrived in Khetak, the capital of the kingdom of Gujarat, surrounded by the intense aromas of spices and the exotic music that filled the air. The city, vibrant and well-organized, immediately captivated me.
Soon after my arrival, I was invited to an audience with Lord Gopala, the local tax administrator. I accepted an assignment to reform the tax system in his region.
Over several weeks, I analyzed records and engaged in discussions with officials and citizens, striving to balance the needs of the people with the treasury's demands. Lord Gopala expressed his satisfaction with my work, gifting me a golden bracelet as a token of gratitude.
Travel Diary of Satyros – June 1051 AD
After completing my assignment, I decided to dedicate my remaining time in Gujarat to exploring its spiritual and cultural heritage.
I visited the magnificent temples of Dwarkadhish, Somnath, and the Girnar Jain complex, marveling at their architecture and religious significance.
Each temple narrated stories rich in cultural and spiritual meaning, and the people I encountered eagerly shared tales of their gods and heroes.
I also visited the renowned university in Khetak, where I had the pleasure of conversing with scholars about various philosophies and scientific discoveries.
This was a time of deep discovery and reflection, an experience that will stay with me for years to come.
During our stay in Gujarat, a significant event occurred in my family – my eldest son, Demochres, came of age. This filled me with pride but also prompted reflections on how quickly time passes.
I remember his first steps, and now he stands before me as a young man, ready to take on responsibilities and make his own decisions.
To mark this occasion, I organized a coming-of-age ritual for him in accordance with the local traditions we had come to know in Gujarat. During the ceremony, I presented him with a sword, a symbol of adulthood and the duty to protect his family and loved ones.
Travel Diary of Satyros – August 1051 AD
By July, we departed Khetak, heading south along the western coast of India.
By mid-August, our journey brought us to Tripuri, the capital of the kingdom of Gondwana.
The city bustled with life – a cacophony of merchants, pilgrims, and local nobility dominated the streets.
We stayed at the court of Samanta Salasththamba, an influential nobleman who tasked me with enhancing his reputation among the people. I spent weeks organizing festivals and feasts where Salasththambaappeared as a generous patron of his subjects. The results exceeded our expectations, and Samanta gained the trust of the populace, strengthening his position.
During our stay in Tripuri, my daughter-in-law, Hasti, completed a remarkable work – a collection of local anecdotes, jokes, and folk wisdom from the regions we had traversed.
Her talent for storytelling proved extraordinary, as the tales she recorded brought to life the memories of those we had encountered on our journey. I was proud that our family included such a gifted individual capable of capturing the spirit of India's diverse peoples.
For another nobleman, Nayarasethi, I oversaw the construction of a local administrative building. This task required meticulous planning and organization, but my management experience earned the trust of both the workers and the nobleman.
The structure rose majestically, symbolizing the authority and stability of the region. I felt that our efforts not only supported the local elite but also contributed to the development of the communities we visited.
By the end of 1051 AD, leaving behind the bustling Tripuri and its grateful hosts, we continued southward.
Travel Diary of Satyros – Year 1052 AD
Our southward journey brought countless impressions, with each new destination seeming to hold the echoes of ancient eras.
The first stop that captivated me was the Ajanta Caves – a stunning complex of rock-cut temples adorned with frescoes depicting stories from the life of Buddha. This was a place where the sacred blended with art, and each cave seemed to emanate a serene spirituality.
From there, we traveled to the Ellora Caves, where the coexistence of Buddhist, Hindu, and Jain temples made a profound impression on me, symbolizing a unity that humanity continues to seek.
Continuing our journey, we reached the Elephanta Caves, where monumental sculptures of the god Shiva left me in awe of the artists' craftsmanship.
Likewise, the Mayureshwar and Vithoba Temples drew pilgrims from across India – there, I experienced a spiritual upliftment amidst throngs of devotees immersed in song and prayer.
Pattadakal, with its grand temples, a testament to the royal power of dynasties, reminded me of the complexity of this land’s history.
On my path were also more intimate places, such as the Kanaka Giri Temple and the Arulmigu Solaimalai Temple. Both enchanted me with their tranquility and intimacy, offering a stark contrast to the grandeur of previous stops.
These moments of respite allowed me to reflect and gather my thoughts before resuming our journey.
By the end of 1052, we reached Yallpanam, the capital of the kingdom on Sri Lanka.
The city, vibrant and colorful, struck me as unique – its culture differed from anything I had encountered before.
In Yallpanam, I found a moment of respite, pondering how much more the journey had to offer. The world was vast, and despite having traveled thousands of miles, I still felt like a novice wanderer on its infinite paths.
Travel Diary of Satyros – Year 1053 AD
Our time in Sri Lanka proved transformative, not just for me but for my family as well.
My second son, Andromachos, came of age, marking another milestone that reminded me how much had changed since we left Taurica. Andromachos, now a young man of sharp intellect and strong will, began participating in our endeavors independently.
Together, we undertook a commission from Ilavarasan, a local noble whose reputation required urgent improvement. It was a task demanding both subtlety and a deep understanding of local customs—one that ultimately earned us recognition on the island.
Our time in Yallpanam passed swiftly but left an indelible mark on my memory. Beyond the commission, we immersed ourselves in the rich and diverse local culture. Festivals hosted by the local populace and tales of ancient kings and saints deepened our understanding of this distant world. Life here seemed harmonized with nature, and the people, despite societal disparities, radiated a remarkable serenity.
As our stay on Ceylon came to an end, we bid farewell to Yallpanam and journeyed northward along the eastern coast of India. The road, as always, was full of surprises—breathtaking landscapes and encounters with fascinating people.
Travel Diary of Satyros – Year 1054 AD
Our northward journey was a mixture of beauty and sorrow. We paused at many extraordinary sites that briefly lifted the burdens of our travels. Kailasanathar Temple amazed us with its intricate carvings, while the golden glow of Venkateswara Temple drew pilgrims from across the region.
The capital of the Andhra Samarajiyam showcased the cultural wealth of the kingdom, and at Amaravati Stupa, I felt a spiritual closeness to history.
These serene and awe-inspiring moments allowed us to momentarily forget the harshness of the world.
However, just two days after leaving the mines of Kollur, a tragedy befell us that shook us to our core. In the dead of night, wild beasts silently infiltrated our camp while only a few stood watch. Andromachos, my younger son, was taken, his cries for help echoing in my mind to this day.
My third son, Pithon, was killed trying to save him, and Adhandev, one of our most loyal companions, fought to her last breath to protect the others. We lost them all in that horrific night, and I, who should have safeguarded them, was left helpless against the cruelty of fate.
After the tragedy, our steps were heavy with grief. Temples like Mallikarjuna Temple and the capital of the Karanta Samarajiyam no longer delighted us; they became mere waypoints as we trudged toward our destination. Yet, we could not stop—the memory of those we lost spurred us onward.
I often questioned whether I should end the journey and return home, but I knew that my sons and friends who had perished would not have wanted that.
At the beginning of 1054, we finally arrived in the capital of the Gauda Empire. The city, meant to be the pinnacle of our journey, received us in the quiet of mourning.
Here, we paused to regain our strength and organize our thoughts. Each of us mourned in our own way, but the shared memories of Andromachos, Pithon, and Adhandev gave us a sense that their spirits were still with us, helping us bear the weight of our loss.
Travel Diary of Satyros – Bikampur Years 1054–1058 AD
Bikampur, the capital of the most powerful empire in India, became our home for four long years. The city pulsed with life, serving as the heart of culture, commerce, and politics in this part of the world.
During this time, our family experienced both joy and sorrow. In 1055, my son Peucolaos was born, but his life was tragically brief—a disease claimed him after just a few weeks.
A year later, Nikokreon was born, healthy and full of vigor, bringing light back into our lives. This place became more than just a stopover—it was a sanctuary where we could breathe and heal.
These years were filled with work and responsibilities. For two years, I had the honor of mentoring Roopnarayana, a promising young student from an influential family. His curiosity and determination reminded me of my own sons in their youth.
Simultaneously, I undertook other commissions for the local nobility, including improving the public image of Padma Singh, who gained the respect of his subjects through our joint efforts. Each of these missions presented challenges that allowed me to deepen my understanding of this fascinating region and its people.
Our days were not solely defined by work. In Bikampur, I formed a friendship with Jayapala III, a ruler of great heart and sharp intellect. Our conversations—ranging from military strategy to the philosophy of life—will stay with me forever.
At the end of 1058, filled with memories and enriched by our experiences, we packed our belongings and set out eastward. The first days of the new year, 1059, found us en route to Indochina, a region promising new adventures and challenges. Although Bikampur will remain in our hearts as a place of many highs and lows, we understood that our journey was far from over.
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I wonder what's going on in Taurica while Satyros journeys across the known world, will we be returning to a prospering realm or one in chaos? (The AI is famously incompetent after all)
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Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1059–1066) Part III
Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1059–1066) Part III
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1059–1060 AD
Our first stop was the capital of the Sadhum kingdom, which welcomed us with indescribable beauty. Sadhuim, with its temples shrouded in morning mist and its warm-hearted inhabitants, felt like an entirely new world.
The time spent in this region was brief but magical—a perfect introduction to the culture of the area before we moved further south.
The Kingdom of Pagan, with its monumental temples and pervasive tranquility, captivated us like a magnet.
Its bustling yet harmonious capital brimmed with life. For the local dignitaries, we completed several assignments that deepened our understanding of this extraordinary place.
For the scholar Dhammsena, we meticulously transcribed an ancient manuscript, preserving each symbol’s original beauty. The time spent with Dhammsena was invaluable, as his wisdom enriched our perception of Pagan’s culture and history.
Our efforts did not go unnoticed by the local elite. From Smin Nandavong, we received a generous donation that helped replenish our supplies and prepare us for the journey ahead.
One of our most thrilling tasks came at the request of Prince Sudhari—to transport an artifact through untamed territories to Chief Chhorvin of Nam Pang. This dangerous mission was successfully completed through our group’s determination and skill. The artifact reached its destination, earning us the prince’s gratitude and the community’s admiration.
By the end of 1059, our hearts were filled with new experiences, and our thoughts turned toward the future as we prepared to travel further south. Although Pagan was but a stage on our journey, it left a profound mark on our souls. At the start of 1060 AD, we set off to face the challenges and discoveries awaiting us in the coming months.
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1060 AD
Our journey south from the Kingdom of Pagan was marked by many extraordinary encounters. The Kingdom of Haripunchai, with its magnificent capital, welcomed us with a wealth of culture and art.
We paused for several days to observe the local customs and admire the stunning temples, whose intricate decorations recounted the history of this ancient realm.
The spring sunlight illuminated vibrant market stalls, while local priests shared their knowledge of the land’s history during our conversations.
Passing through Lavapura brought another respite on our journey into the unknown. This kingdom’s capital, surrounded by lush forests and greenery, exuded serenity and dignity.
In Lavapura, we boarded a ship bound for the Srivijaya Empire, crossing the sea to new lands. The maritime voyage was a unique experience—an endless sky kissed the horizon, and the wind carried scents of distant lands.
By mid-year, we reached the capital of the Srivijaya Empire. This sprawling trade hub buzzed with the mingling languages and traditions of the entire region.
We spent weeks here marveling at the local culture and architectural wonders. Srivijaya was like a living organism, pulsating with the energy of merchants, pilgrims, and artists.
Every corner of the city revealed something extraordinary, from temples to markets overflowing with exotic goods.
Our next stage took us to the island of Sumatra, where we visited two magnificent temple complexes: Muara Takus and Muara Jambi. Their majestic architecture and mystical atmosphere were awe-inspiring.
Tragically, this phase of our journey also brought unbearable loss. My wife was murdered by Count Ehrenfried, a lifelong enemy of her family. This loss shattered us to the core, leaving my soul scarred with pain and anger.
Finally, we reached the capital of the Sunda Kingdom on the island of Java.
This vibrant and beautiful place became a sanctuary, though our hearts were still heavy with grief from the events in Sumatra. Despite this, the Sundanese people welcomed us with open arms, and their kindness and compassion helped us find a semblance of peace.
The capital captivated me with its harmony—its traditional architecture blended seamlessly with nature, while life here seemed to flow in a rhythm both calm and passionate.
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1061 AD
Pakuan Pajajaran, the capital of the Sunda Kingdom, became our home for the entirety of 1061. This city, a perfect balance between nature and human activity, quickly won our hearts.
In one of its districts, I met Miranti, a woman of extraordinary wisdom and beauty, whose gaze brought a sense of serenity.
Our acquaintance swiftly blossomed into a deeper bond, and within a few months, we were married—a union celebrated joyously by the local community. Shortly thereafter, our son Kallines was born, filling our lives with new light and happiness.
This period in Sunda was not only one of personal milestones but also intense work.
At the request of Aki Bhiswara, I crafted a manuscript destined to become a jewel in his library. The creation of this work was a challenge requiring both precision and a deep understanding of the local culture.
During this time, I also formed a close friendship with Rakeyan Suradipati, one of the kingdom’s most distinguished figures. Our discussions were a source of inspiration and invaluable insights into life in Java.
In the summer, Aki Pundut asked me to oversee the construction of a temple.
This demanding project tested my organizational and technical skills. I had the privilege of collaborating with the region’s finest craftsmen and architects. The result of our efforts was a true masterpiece—a temple harmoniously integrated into the surrounding nature that became a pilgrimage destination for people from all over Java.
Toward the year’s end, we undertook a remarkable contract: the transport of a treasure intended for Bali’s King Rajas I.
This mission required meticulous planning, caution, and bravery, as the journey was fraught with danger. Departing from Pakuan with an escort and secured cargo, the expedition tested the strength of our group.
As the year drew to a close, we bid farewell to Java, carrying gratitude in our hearts for the transformative challenges and changes of this time.
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1062–1063 AD
Our journey to Bali culminated as we delivered the precious cargo entrusted to us for King Rajasa I. The reception hosted by the ruler was as lavish as it was impressive.
Gianyar, the kingdom's capital, amazed us with its architecture, seamlessly blending natural elements with human creativity.
The knowledge we gathered clearly indicated that Bali, though small, was a stronghold of civilization in these remote lands. The king, while generous, proved to be equally demanding, with tasks that required immense effort and dedication.
Rajasa I entrusted me with a delicate and intricate mission: uncovering the truth about the legacy of Angkawijaya, one of his relatives. This endeavor demanded extensive research of historical records, discussions with local sages, and the examination of ancient inscriptions. After many months, we uncovered facts that stirred mixed emotions in the king—both fascinating and difficult to accept. Nevertheless, Rajasa I valued our efforts and rewarded us handsomely.
The entire year was devoted to one of the most significant assignments I had ever undertaken: conducting a comprehensive census of the entire kingdom of Bali. This monumental undertaking required collaboration with officials and travel to the island's remotest corners. During this time, we witnessed the lives of Bali's humble inhabitants—fishermen, farmers, and artisans. These months also taught me humility, seeing the daily toil of the people of this land.
Not all of Bali was idyllic. We witnessed the king’s brutality during a hunt in which some of his prisoners were the intended prey. I managed to purchase the freedom of one unfortunate soul—Hangin Ispi, a man with great potential and a grateful heart. This act brought me satisfaction but also disapproval from certain courtiers who opposed my actions. However, I saw in Hangin someone who could achieve much if given a second chance.
The joy of fulfilling tasks and forging new friendships was abruptly overshadowed by tragedy. My wife, Miranti, fell ill suddenly, and despite our efforts, we could not save her. Her death was a blow that robbed me of peace and joy. Bali, which had seemed like paradise, became a place steeped in sorrow. At the end of 1063 AD, I decided it was time to move on, leaving behind both happy and painful memories.
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1064 AD
After bidding farewell to Bali, we headed north towards Sulawesi. Our first stop was the bustling port city of the Kingdom of Java, where we spent a few days replenishing supplies and marveling at the local architecture. I was struck by the balance between indigenous influences and elements brought by merchants from China and India. The Kingdom of Java, though small, held a strategic position on Southeast Asia's maritime trade routes.
After weeks of sea travel, we reached the southern coast of Sulawesi, home to the Kingdom of Bugis. This place captivated me with its exotic culture and the warmth of its people. During our stay, a joyful event occurred—my granddaughter Niko was born, the daughter of Demochares and Hasti. This brought great happiness to our hearts and comfort during our journey. We spent several months in Bugis, forging new relationships and learning local customs.
From Bugis, we traveled north to visit the Kingdom of Sulawesi in the island’s central region. This area stood out for its diversity—from mountainous terrains to coastal communities living in harmony with nature.
Next, we reached the Kingdom of Sulu at the island’s northern tip. This remote and less developed place was remarkable for its untamed nature and authenticity. I was fascinated by the maritime rituals and extraordinary sea ghost stories shared by local fishermen.
At the year’s end, we decided to leave Sulawesi and head west toward Borneo. The voyage was long and at times perilous, but the sights of blue waters and endless horizons made the hardships worthwhile. Sulawesi left a blend of memories—family joy and cultural discoveries. Each journey adds to my experiences, making the world both larger and more intimate in my heart.
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1065 AD
The year 1065 AD began on Borneo, in the Kingdom of Tarakan.
Malinau, the capital, resembled an expanded village more than a true city, highlighting the rugged simplicity of life on this island. Despite limited infrastructure, the residents were exceedingly hospitable, and their culture and traditions were deeply intriguing.
I spent the first months teaching young Daga, the daughter of Countess Daga II. The girl was remarkably bright, and sharing knowledge with her became one of the more enjoyable tasks of my stay.
Queen Purok I of Tarakan invited me to train her elite warriors. This was a challenge I accepted with pride and dedication, witnessing their unwavering commitment to their duties.
Working with them also offered insights into their combat techniques and profound connection to nature—from using locally crafted weapons to jungle camouflage methods. My time on Borneo flew by, and the lush rainforests and wild rivers will remain etched in my memory.
At summer’s end, we bid farewell to Borneo and set sail for the mainland. After weeks of maritime travel, we reached the Kingdom of Champa by year’s end.
Its capital, with its rich architecture and harmonious design, was a striking contrast to the simplicity of Malinau. Arriving here reignited my excitement for exploring new places in this region.
The Kingdom of Champa welcomed us warmly, though our stay was brief. We were tasked by King Putao Prithindravarman II to deal with local bandits terrorizing rural settlements. This mission required strength and cunning—our carefully prepared ambushes succeeded, liberating the people from the criminals' grip. The king expressed his gratitude generously, but my thoughts increasingly turned to the allure of new discoveries.
After completing the mission, we decided to journey north toward the Middle Kingdom—a land rich in culture and mysteries I had long heard about. Our destination was the capital of the Kingdom of Wu, which we reached in the first half of 1066 AD. Years later, upon returning to the Empire, I learned that 1066 AD was the year my brother, Prytanis IV, passed away.
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Somehow some random count from somewhere in Germany managed to kill someone in South-East Asia.
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First wife of the Satyros had really dedicated rival. It's impressive how he travelled half of the Asia just to kill her
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This was played before the patches so I don't know if they fixed the distance at which you can do plots. When this came up about the murder I was like lol what happened.
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After many weeks and months, I have finally caught up to this long history and mega-campaign after starting in antiquity with Imperator. Congrats on your dedication. I will say, I am one of the readers who appreciated you slowing down a bit. You have maintained a torrid pace for this one for quite some time.
I have enjoyed the break with the Adventures of Satyros these last few chapters. This could have been its own short AAR!
Perhaps I missed it or forgot, but what mod are you using with all this wonderful material from Asia? Looking forward to Satyros' visit to China. At this point though, will he ever see Taurica again?
I have enjoyed the break with the Adventures of Satyros these last few chapters. This could have been its own short AAR!
Perhaps I missed it or forgot, but what mod are you using with all this wonderful material from Asia? Looking forward to Satyros' visit to China. At this point though, will he ever see Taurica again?
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The slowdown is caused by several factors, the end of the year is when I have a lot more work. Apart from that, I slowed down a bit because I'm trying to fit the 3rd part, on EU V. For now I want to publish subsequent chapters once a week, maybe once every two weeks.
The adventures of Satyros are a break from the basic story and are a curiosity, I've wanted to try something like this ever since I found out about landless characters. The description in the form of a personal diary is also a departure from how usually write AAR.
I plan 2-3 more chapters before we return to the further history of the Tauric Empire.
The basic mod map is "Rajas of Asia", Satyros will travel around the world but will return to the Empire before his death.
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Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1066–1072) - Part IV
Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1066–1072) - Part IV
Travel Diary of Satyros: 1066 AD – 1067 AD
Heading north, we traversed the lands of a fractured Middle Kingdom. Every step of this journey bore witness to the chaos and destruction that had torn apart what was once a grand empire.
The Kingdom of Yue, through which we passed, captivated me with its culture, though the sight of ravaged villages and deserted towns served as a stark reminder of the suffering brought by these conflicts. Local inhabitants spoke of rivalries among noble lords and the struggle for dominance over the region.
Eventually, we reached Wu, where we were received with both curiosity and caution.
The local noble, known as Ba, entrusted me with a task. Through this assignment, I gained insight into local customs and political structures, which were strikingly different from anything I had known before.
Using the considerable resources we had amassed during our journey, I decided to invest in constructing a city, which I named Hailing. The site was strategically chosen, considering access to trade routes and nearby natural resources. This ambitious project brought me great satisfaction—the sight of foundations that would grow into a new oasis of life filled me with pride.
In Wu, I also had the chance to meet their young ruler, Siken, who initially seemed more interested in amusement than governance. Through many discussions and demonstrating the strength of my faith, I managed to convert him to Onomarchism. The ruler's adoption of this faith marked a turning point for me—a testament to how ideas can transform not just individuals but entire societies.
Siken, despite his youth, understood the importance of defending his kingdom. At his request, I undertook the task of training his warriors. This work required not only knowledge of strategy but also patience to impart the skills I had honed over years of travel. The young warriors of Wu proved to be eager students, and their devotion to their land deeply impressed me. After these intense months of preparation, we left Wu with a sense of accomplishment and gratitude for the warm reception.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1067–1068 AD
We began the year 1067 in the Kingdom of Xusi, the northern neighbor of Wu. The capital of this kingdom, Yuezhou, mesmerized me with its grandeur and order. The city was an administrative and commercial hub, where tradition blended seamlessly with modernity. We spent many weeks there, admiring its magnificent palaces and visiting numerous temples that bore witness to the region's profound spirituality and history.
Once again, my skills proved valuable to the local nobility. At the request of Jin’er, an influential woman of strong character, I delivered a precious artifact, which required both caution and strategic thinking to avoid potential threats.
For Nur Ba, another aristocrat, I created a manuscript documenting her family's history.
For the scholar Zhihong, I transcribed an ancient manuscript—a task requiring precision and linguistic expertise. These assignments allowed me to delve deeper into Xusi’s culture and establish connections that could prove beneficial in the future.
In mid-1068, after fulfilling all commitments, we departed from the lands of China, heading toward the Korean Peninsula. The journey was arduous—routes through mountains and along the coast tested our endurance, but the landscapes we witnessed made up for every hardship. We knew our next destinations were two powerful kingdoms: Goguryeo and Silla, which would mark the next stage of our journey.
Reaching the Korean Peninsula opened a new chapter in our travels. The local culture, distinct from what we had previously encountered, fascinated me. The kingdoms of Goguryeo and Silla were renowned for their strength and long histories, and their people were known for their discipline and spiritual depth.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1068–1069 AD
Our journey on the Korean Peninsula proved shorter than initially planned. In the kingdoms of Goguryeo and Silla, we spent only a few weeks, exploring their culture and completing minor tasks for local nobles.
Despite the hospitality of the inhabitants and the beauty of these lands, I decided it was time to return westward toward familiar territories.
Soon, we left the Korean Peninsula, and during this journey, an unimaginable tragedy struck—my son, Nikokreon, my beloved child and companion in travels, passed away from pneumonia. The grief of this loss weighed heavily on me for the rest of our journey.
Our path led us through the vast steppes of Asia. In the year 1069 AD, we reached the Khitan Khanate, where we stayed for an extended period. The local ruler, appreciating our expertise and skills, entrusted me with a series of espionage assignments. These tasks required discretion, cunning, and courage, drawing on our knowledge of local politics and tactics. This time in Khitan not only brought us profit but also provided insight into the secrets of the court and the dynamic relationships among the steppe clans.
After completing the assignments in Khitan, we continued westward. The journey across the steppe, though challenging, gave me time to reflect on my losses and hope that we might find solace in the familiar lands of Persia. Our caravans still faced the challenges of the wild environment and changing conditions, but experience and determination drove us onward.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1069–1070 AD
The years up to 1070 AD were spent traversing the endless steppes of Asia, where the landscapes seemed to stretch into infinity. Along the way, we had the opportunity to visit the lands of many local khanates, such as Khamag and the mighty Sayan Khanate.
Each of these places had its unique characteristics and culture, but they shared one common trait—the uncompromising wildness and pride of their inhabitants.
During this journey, fate blessed me with a daughter, Euphrosyne, whose birth brought immense joy amidst the hardships of travel.
During our travels, we saw the famous runestones in Ayagoz—monumental markers that told the stories of great leaders and khans who had ruled these lands long before our time. Each stone bore a tale of courage, battles, and glories of the past, inspiring me to reflect on the fragility of human ambitions. Despite their apparent emptiness, these steppes were full of life, history, and hidden mysteries.
Finally, in the year 1070 AD, we arrived in Persia—a land that had been completely transformed during our absence. The Turks had unified these lands under their rule, and Isfahan had become the capital of their new empire.
The city, bustling with life, was a testament to their power and aspirations. Returning to Persia filled me with both admiration for these changes and nostalgia for what I had left behind. I knew that the time of our great journey was slowly coming to an end.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1070–1071 AD
We spent only a year in Persia, where I focused on working with the new elite that had risen to power after the Turkish unification of these lands.
Among those under my guidance was young Unsubike, the daughter of Sezgin. Her education and intellectual development became a special challenge and a source of great satisfaction for me. She was a girl of remarkable intelligence, whose future, I believed, held great promise.
Meanwhile, Beg Arsen, one of the Turkish commanders, entrusted me with an espionage mission. This task, though perilous, allowed me to delve into the intrigues of the new regime, which was steadily consolidating its influence in these lands.
During our stay, I received news from distant Wu that Hailing—the city I helped found—was thriving and had become an important hub of activity. This information filled me with pride, as it confirmed that my efforts had borne lasting fruit. Though far away, knowing I had left behind something enduring was a comforting thought during my constant travels.
At the end of 1071 AD, we embarked on a sea voyage toward the Arabian Peninsula. Our destination was Yemen, a land that had long piqued my curiosity with its wealth and diversity. The voyage was lengthy and fraught with challenges, but the beginning of 1072 AD welcomed us on the shores of Arabia, where the next chapter of our journey began.
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Why is it that China always seems to collapse in Paradox games, instead of staying united?
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Thank you for these further adventures of Satyros. He must have an amazing intellect and be quite skilled with linguistics given his success in these travels and his spy missions.
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Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1072 – 1079) – Part V
Travels of Satyros Satyrion (1072 – 1079) – Part V
Travel Diary of Satyros: First Half of the Year 1072 AD
Our first weeks in the lands of Yemen brought many fascinating discoveries. I was captivated by the local culture, whose traditions, beliefs, and daily customs were unlike anything I had known before.
The rich history of this region, along with its strategic location, revealed its immense potential. In my heart, I conceived the idea of using my experience in city-building and development to leave a lasting mark here.
During our journey, we visited the village of Khurayba, which struck me as an ideal site for a new urban center. I presented a proposal to the ruler of the region, Emira Okk, to invest in developing this small settlement.
I convinced her that Khurayba could become an important hub of trade and administration in Yemen. To my delight, she expressed interest and agreed to support my project.
While staying in the region, the Emira also requested that I undertake a delicate diplomatic mission. I was tasked with escorting her emissary, a woman named Xalwo, to the court of the Sultan of Adal. This mission required both patience and caution, but Xalwo proved to be a person of great grace and wisdom.
After finalizing preparations for our diplomatic mission and laying the groundwork for Khurayba’s development, it was time to set out for the Sultanate of Adal. In the middle of the year 1072 AD, we embarked on a journey toward Africa. Bidding farewell to Yemen, I carried with me the hope that Khurayba would become another city I could leave as part of my legacy.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1072 AD to Mid-1073 AD
The journey to Dakkar, the capital of Adal, was brief and peaceful, lasting just two weeks. By early July 1072, we had arrived, delivering Xalwo Bonga safely to Sultan Ali’s court.
The court was resplendent, adorned with vibrant textiles and stunning architecture that reflected the power and significance of Adal. Our mission was successful, and I was once again reminded of the importance that rulers in this region placed on diplomacy.
Following the completion of our task in Adal, we ventured into the territories of Ethiopia and the Horn of Africa, where we spent nearly a year. During this time, we served one of the most influential noblewomen, Alethia of Zeila, the treasurer of the Kingdom of Damot.
She entrusted us with investigating the state of her sovereign’s lands, which involved extensive travels and observations. Over the subsequent months, we examined reports of charlatans and unrest among the populace, which sowed discord in the region.
Mecca, a destination for millions of pilgrims, revealed to me the profound depth of faith that had once driven my ancestors to conflict. As I walked its streets, I felt the extraordinary intertwining of history and philosophy. Though our visit was brief, it left an indelible impression on me.
As part of our collaboration with Alethia, we conducted a detailed survey of her lands. Documenting borders, resources, and economic potential was time-consuming but allowed me to gain a deeper understanding of local politics and governance. Alethia proved to be an exceptionally intelligent and strategic leader, and working with her was a valuable lesson in political acumen.
In November 1072, Sultan Ali tasked us with another mission: escorting a significant figure to the court of Abu-Bakr, a ruler of the Ajuran Empire. We set off southward, traversing lands rich in diverse landscapes and cultures.
After weeks of travel, we reached Ajuran, where I was met with extraordinary hospitality. These lands, steeped in history and tradition, occupied the closing months of 1072 with activities that prepared us for further challenges on the African continent.
The remaining months of 1072 AD were spent in the Ajuran Empire, where we served the local nobility in various endeavors.
For Countess Jawe of Jilib and Count Bobo of Baidoa, I conducted intensive training for their military units, focusing on modern defensive tactics and organizational strategies. Their gratitude was expressed through gifts of fine materials and local delicacies, which brought comfort during our continued travels.
Meanwhile, Count Bobo tasked me with a more social undertaking: organizing a grand event to entertain his numerous guests. I meticulously attended to every detail of the gathering, earning recognition among Ajuran’s aristocracy.
As the final days of December approached, I resolved to embark on a further journey westward, toward the lands of Darfur. This was no small undertaking, given the necessity of crossing the vast territories of Nubia and the Horn of Africa. Nevertheless, information from merchants and travelers suggested that the route, though long, was relatively safe. Even so, preparations for the expedition consumed our time and focus, requiring both supplies and a carefully planned itinerary.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1073 AD to 1074 AD
The beginning of 1073 found us traveling across sun-drenched deserts and expansive plains. Each day of our journey brought us closer to Darfur, a land full of mysteries and the promise of new adventures. We were ready to face the challenges ahead and looked forward to the coming days with renewed hope.
Crossing the lands of Darfur was a demanding yet deeply fascinating part of our travels. This unforgiving terrain, with its dry plains, scarce oases, and narrow caravan trails, offered both challenges and discoveries.
During our trek, I meticulously created a map of the region, capturing its topographical details and the boundaries controlled by the Kanem-Bornu Empire. Collaboration with local guides proved essential in uncovering hidden paths, villages, and places of worship unknown to the broader world. The map I created became not only a practical tool but also a cherished memento of this extraordinary expedition.
Reaching the capital of the Kanem-Bornu Empire in the first half of 1073 was a moment of triumph. The city, with its sprawling walls, impressive architecture, and bustling markets, left a profound impression on me.
It was a center of commerce, culture, and power, radiating influence throughout the region. Encounters with the local elite and the exploration of this area’s rich history became opportunities to gain further knowledge and experience.
Soon, new challenges awaited us, but for the time being, we enjoyed the tranquility and prosperity of this place, taking a well-earned rest after the hardships of our journey.
After arriving in the Kingdom of Akan and conversing with its ruler, I accepted an extraordinary commission: an expedition to Nubia in search of treasures. This task required great perseverance and skill, as the Nubian lands, with their desert landscapes and ancient ruins, held many secrets.
My objective was to locate an artifact of immense historical and spiritual value that would satisfy my patron. After nearly a year of searching, during which I visited Nubia’s capital, I succeeded in uncovering a fragment of the Crown of Thorns.
Recognizing its profound significance, I resolved to preserve it as a gift for my emperor upon my return to my homeland.
In the following year, I accepted a new challenge: delivering valuable goods to Queen Oba Imadeyunuagbo, the ruler of the kingdom of Igo-Boru. From our very first meeting, I was captivated by her charisma and authoritative presence, which inspired great respect for her person. This mission not only allowed me to learn more about the region but also helped build a relationship based on trust.
Queen Oba Imadeyunuagbo, pleased with the results of my work, entrusted me with an even more demanding task: to locate an artifact that would aptly represent her status as the ruler of one of the most powerful kingdoms in the region.
The search lasted nearly a year, taking me across the vast Sahara and the ruins of ancient civilizations.
After facing numerous hardships and dangers, including confrontations with local bandits and the treacherous desert climate, I succeeded in discovering something extraordinary—a cloak of the Prophet Muhammad, a precious relic of immense spiritual and symbolic significance.
Personally presenting the Prophet’s cloak to Queen Oba Imadeyunuagbo was an emotional and grand occasion. Her awe at the find confirmed that every effort invested in this endeavor was worth the difficulty. Through this gesture, I gained not only the queen’s gratitude but also a reputation as a reliable seeker and diplomat among the elites of African kingdoms. This success opened new opportunities for me at the courts of Saharan Africa's rulers.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1074 AD to 1076 AD
Our path led us westward, across the vast expanses of West Africa, where the landscape shifted from desert dunes to verdant savannas.
The first stop on our journey was the kingdom of Borgu, whose capital amazed me with its vibrancy and extensive trade network. It was an essential hub of commerce, where merchants from the farthest reaches of Africa gathered. We spent several months there, studying local customs, culture, and power structures. Borgu’s unique blend of deep-rooted traditions and openness to external influences made it stand out among other kingdoms.
Continuing westward, we reached the kingdom of Gur, whose capital enchanted me with its architecture and masterfully crafted clay structures. Although smaller in size, this kingdom was renowned for its elaborate ceremonies and pride in its independence.
Next, we visited the kingdom of Ghana, one of the most powerful empires in the region. Ghana’s capital was a shining example of economic and political development—vast marketplaces, affluent merchant quarters, and majestic palaces all testified to the state’s might. With its vast gold reserves and well-established trans-Saharan trade network, Ghana was the heart of West Africa, and every moment spent there brought new insights and lessons.
Our journey concluded in the kingdom of Anbiya, where we were received with tremendous hospitality. Although the capital was smaller than the previous ones, it was bustling with life due to its dynamic trade and advanced irrigation systems, which facilitated agricultural development.
Travel Diary of Satyros: Years 1076 AD to 1078 AD
After years of travel and experience-gathering, I found a longer respite in the kingdom of Anbiya. King Maghan Sakoura, a man of exceptional intellect and ambition, tasked me with finding a treasure worthy of his status.
Once again, I set out eastward toward East Africa to fulfill this extraordinary duty. The challenge proved more difficult than I initially anticipated, as it required traversing unfamiliar territories and earning the trust of local communities. For almost the entirety of 1077 AD, I roamed various regions of East Africa, delving into legends, rumors, and clues about mythical artifacts. My search led me to remote villages and ancient ruins, where the presence of history was palpable.
Eventually, I discovered a remarkable treasure—Dice of Fate, an artifact of unparalleled symbolic and historical value. It is said that these dice held the power to foresee the future, making them not only a prized possession but also a symbol of authority and divine legitimacy.
Upon my return with the Dice of Fate, I was received with great honors by King Sakoura. The treasure sparked immense interest at the royal court, and my reputation as a dependable traveler and investor grew even further.
Having earned the king's trust, I was granted permission for another investment in local infrastructure. My attention was drawn to the village of Tingi, located on a vital trade route. I began the process of transforming it into a bustling city that could become a key hub of commerce and culture in the region.
After completing my mission in Anbiya and the transformation of Tingi, we embarked on a long journey northward toward the Mediterranean coast.
Along the way, we visited the renowned gold mines of Ijil, one of the pillars of wealth in the local kingdoms. The capital of this region, vibrant with miners, merchants, and travelers, was a fascinating stop. Meetings with local nobles and gold traders deepened my understanding of the region's significant influence on all of Africa.
By the end of 1078 AD, we reached Carthage, a legendary city that had witnessed centuries of civilizational rise and decline. Carthage was steeped in history, from its Phoenician origins onward. Walking through the ruins of its former glory and speaking with the residents of contemporary Carthage, I felt a connection to the explorers and conquerors who had traveled these same paths before us.
At the start of 1079 AD, filled with new plans, we departed Carthage, heading toward the Iberian Peninsula. Our journey promised new challenges and opportunities in lands that had long been a crossroads of diverse cultures and histories.
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I wonder what Sultan Ali will do now that his contracted transporter is gone far away?
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I am starting to think Satyros is one of the world's greatest travelers and adventurers ever. What a life! Thanks for the new chapter and congratulations on having this AAR recognized in the Weekly AAR Showcase.
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He is astonishingly well travelled, and kept an actual journal throughout. He is going to be one of the most famous and important historical sources of all time.
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