1070-1071
Not one, not two, not twelve, but
seven liberal arts! And all of them discovered, not spread, but discovered, simultaneously by the Aargauans! Bask in our technological superiority, surrounding technologically backwards counties! And by bask I mean feel inferior! And by in I mean to!
Meanwhile, Aargau has enough gold to build something! And it only took four years!
We shall build a forestry.
I can't think of anything funny here. There's nothing inherently funny about forestries. They give you the +5% gold that you'd expect from a 100-gold building, but in addition to that they give you -5% building time, which means you effectively get one extra month of benefit for every future gold-producing improvement you build. See? Not funny at all. BORING.
This fleeing noble warrior's name sounds familiar...
And it looks like Hungary is fighting pagans! We keep our fingers crossed as if Abauj falls to them, to annex it we will actually have to
fight somebody for it! And that is certainly not the von Habsburg way!
Another daughter for Almos! Hooray!
An Itinerant Bishop, you say? Most likely he'll become my Marshal or something.
Stop.
Everyone, stop what you are doing. Look at this man.
His name. His name is
perfect.
One day, Berthold of Aargau, I promise you that your descendants shall rule Aargau forevermore. And they will all bear the name of of Aargau, which is like a team uniform only better.
Our forestry is completed. Again, there is no joke, for again, forestries are just not that funny.
And Almos has another daughter. If this were some sort of bizzaro-world where women were considered equal to men, and thus could inherit, Almos's line of succession would be set. Thankfully, such a world remains but the fantasy of some absinthe-drinking philosophers that stayed up too late one Sunday morn.