Hi, many of you may know me already. I'm Gela, and I've written a guide and a narrative/history book style AAR that were both successful, amongst many other projects.
What I think I want to do here is make something more epic, and less focused on a nation or perhaps even a particular game, but rather on EU3 as a whole, all strung together by narrative elements. Maybe that's a horrid idea, but I really wanted to test my writing skills (if you don't know me well, my eventual ambition is to be a published author) on something that I wasn't entirely comfortable with. So, if you want to grab some popcorn and strap yourself in, I think we'll begin with an incredibly short sampling of what I'd like to call the "nexus" of events, where our forays into the game will launch from, and introduce everyone to the "main character" (though I tend to dislike that term as I prefer to have several protagonists). A "real" update will be posted shortly, while I figure out exactly how this is going to work.
Her eyes looked over what lay before her, slowly taking in every lovely detail of the scene. The painting, depicting a skirmish by Russia’s Don River, seemed somewhat insignificant to almost everyone who passed by it every day in the gallery. It wasn’t a particularly great piece of art — it was good, yes, but not amazing — but that wasn’t what drew Sarai to it. No, it was the event depicted. In the actual battle, a small force of three thousand soldiers clashed against another small army just after it crossed the river. Absolutely nothing of importance came from that battle, besides about a thousand less men on either side, but it would change history forever.
Why? Simple. The commander of Novgorod’s forces, at that time a young boy of eighteen, was forever changed by the violence and destruction he saw there. Usually, such an event makes people stop romanticizing warfare, but this boy.. He relished it. He would go on to begin the formation of the massive Novgorodian Empire that now dominated most of Asia and Eastern Europe. Walking away from the painting, Sarai shook her head. No one realized how much individual people changed history. It wasn’t nations or societies. No… it was the individuals, their experiences, and their interactions that shaped everything that happened.
This gallery… it held so many reflections into the past. Paintings, yes, but also mirrors.
What I think I want to do here is make something more epic, and less focused on a nation or perhaps even a particular game, but rather on EU3 as a whole, all strung together by narrative elements. Maybe that's a horrid idea, but I really wanted to test my writing skills (if you don't know me well, my eventual ambition is to be a published author) on something that I wasn't entirely comfortable with. So, if you want to grab some popcorn and strap yourself in, I think we'll begin with an incredibly short sampling of what I'd like to call the "nexus" of events, where our forays into the game will launch from, and introduce everyone to the "main character" (though I tend to dislike that term as I prefer to have several protagonists). A "real" update will be posted shortly, while I figure out exactly how this is going to work.
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Her eyes looked over what lay before her, slowly taking in every lovely detail of the scene. The painting, depicting a skirmish by Russia’s Don River, seemed somewhat insignificant to almost everyone who passed by it every day in the gallery. It wasn’t a particularly great piece of art — it was good, yes, but not amazing — but that wasn’t what drew Sarai to it. No, it was the event depicted. In the actual battle, a small force of three thousand soldiers clashed against another small army just after it crossed the river. Absolutely nothing of importance came from that battle, besides about a thousand less men on either side, but it would change history forever.
Why? Simple. The commander of Novgorod’s forces, at that time a young boy of eighteen, was forever changed by the violence and destruction he saw there. Usually, such an event makes people stop romanticizing warfare, but this boy.. He relished it. He would go on to begin the formation of the massive Novgorodian Empire that now dominated most of Asia and Eastern Europe. Walking away from the painting, Sarai shook her head. No one realized how much individual people changed history. It wasn’t nations or societies. No… it was the individuals, their experiences, and their interactions that shaped everything that happened.
This gallery… it held so many reflections into the past. Paintings, yes, but also mirrors.
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