Bastions: Tales of the Anglo-Prussians

[Aliasing]

I seriously can't wait to get my hands on a mod of this in the modern world.

But anyways.

Back culture wise, do you want me to post the Azowian here?

[Mr. Capiatlist]

I seriously can't wait to get my hands on a mod of this in the modern world.

But anyways.

Back culture wise, do you want me to post the Azowian here?

If you want to, go ahead. I cannot promise how much interest there will be (notice that I don't post Prussian updates anymore).

[Gwyn ap Nud]

If you want to, go ahead. I cannot promise how much interest there will be (notice that I don't post Prussian updates anymore).

The culture ones I think are going to be more widely accepted then the language ones, as the language gets technical, and is difficult to follow sometimes, while culture updates are much simpler. I liked them.

[Killerflood]

I like the culture ones but I don't have the patience or interest to learn a fake language.

[Mr. Capiatlist]

The culture ones I think are going to be more widely accepted then the language ones, as the language gets technical, and is difficult to follow sometimes, while culture updates are much simpler. I liked them.

I enjoy them too, I just need to get the story rolling too, so they are on the back burner for now. I might get around to finishing the Mordvin one I started.

I like the culture ones but I don't have the patience or interest to learn a fake language.

It's not fake if it has vocab and [more importantly] grammar, it is constructed. Though Anglo-Prussian's vocab is limited, its grammar is pretty well defined. If someone were to give me a sentence, I can translate it quickly, pausing only to find vocab if necessary.

"Aklo" from the Pathfinder games is fake. There is no Aklo vocab, no grammar, nothing. It is simply a language that isn't.

That said, you guys are lucky because I have found other uses for Anglo-Prussian. I use it on maps and such when I GM Pathfinder campaigns. It sounds familiar enough to players to be understandable while foreign enough to sound fantastic.

[Killerflood]

*snip*

I didn't mean fake as in not a language at all but fake as in has not been used in real life or is useful in real life. I suspect though that it would increase language skills though since you are learning an "working" language.

[Mr. Capiatlist]

I didn't mean fake as in not a language at all but fake as in has not been used in real life or is useful in real life. I suspect though that it would increase language skills though since you are learning an "working" language.

It has... makes you think about parts of language that wouldn't even cross your mind when working in your native tongue: Phonology, Morphology, Dialect, Stress, Rhythm.


Anyway, I had a nightmare last night in which I posted a shitty update and I was very relieved to have woken up. But I think it is a sign: I should probably update.

[mayorqw]

Anyway, I had a nightmare last night in which I posted a shitty update and I was very relieved to have woken up. But I think it is a sign: I should probably update.

The sensibility in posting a new update is never in question

[Mr. Capiatlist]

Bastions
Chapter Forty Two: Twilight in the East
Part 5

Prelude:
Despite Doyvát the Elders's assurances, King Gunvald II died in 1367, leaving the Kingdom in the hands of his only child and his only grandson, Doyvát the Younger. The widowed King-Mother was allowed to remain in the palace, running the day-to-day affairs of the capital city. The new Queen, Mareth quickly went about asserting her own authority over the palace grounds. Doyvát the Younger was far too young to take command of Poland on his own, though he was crowned Lord-Protector of Poland shortly after his father was crowned himself. Unlike many royal families before them, the current ruling family of Prussia formed a small nuclear group that could actually live with one another in the same building. It was a strange period in Prussia's history, the number of potential heirs was quickly reduced by the civil war. The monogamy of Gunvald II and Doyvát I kept this number restricted. However, many other already existed from the descendents of previous Kings, especially Kiten. As one got farther and farther away from the current King, though, the likeliness of strong enough claim being made became less and less likely. Then eventually you got into the royalties of other countries, and not just those with former ties to the old Prussian Empire (like Hungary or Bohemia). The Mordvin Dukes, the Roman Emperor, the King of the Qurati, and the King of England all carried some amount of the Hwicce bloodline in them.

May 6th, 1367

Viba was in a mad rush to prepare the palace, much to the chagrin of the Queen. Some of the more distant members of her family were arriving to help her grieve, as well as making the first state visit to Prussia since the crowning of her new King. While his mother panicked and his wife grew more and more solitary, Doyvát enjoyed a quiet nap away from the others out in the gardens. He was surrounded by four guards, who stood at attention despite their King's loud snoring. The Queen entered the gardens surrounded by several of her personal courtiers as well as her own guard. As they grew closer to the King, one his own guards stepped out and very softly put his finger to his lips, "Shhhh... I am sorry, m'lady, but his majesty has asked for silence."

Mareth gave him a strange look and then walked past him with a huff. She stood next to Doyvát and to the surprise of all kicked his chair over without so much as saying a word. Doyvát looked up from the ground holding his head, "Indrátsak! What the hell was that for?"

"Your mother is decorating the palace in... Muslim things," the last part was said in a quiet hush as if the neighbors were listening in to their embarrassing problems.

"Muslim things? Are you serious? She is very worried about making a good impression to the diplomatic mission from the Caliphate."

"I don't see them hanging crosses up everywhere if we were to go to Barcelona! Why do you let her do these things?"

"She's my mum? Much of her family outside of Prussia is either Sunni or Frandist."

"She isn't."

"Yes, but she loves her family."

"What about us?"

"I am certain my mother loves us too; we are family after all. However, she doesn't see these people every day," Doyvát said while turning his lounge back over. He thought that the whole thing was a non-problem. He wasn't a Muslim, his mother wasn't a Muslim. Plus none of the lay actually knew what went on inside the palace; so if a Muslim paraded its halls, no one would be the wiser. "You should not worry so much. It is not like I am converting or anything."

"Why is the House of Hadad not made to convert? After everything that was done to Pagans and Catholics your family has let this infidels reside in our capital and run our armories. Can they really be trusted? Who does your mother really feel loyal to? You? Or her family?"

"That is quite enough," Doyvát said. He stood up and brushed off his jacket. "Do not point fingers at my mother. Her family keeps us linked into the mind of the Caliphate. Their friendship with Peer Txomin means that we can get information directly from the source."

"They only give you what they want you to know, Doyvát."

"And I'd be an idiot to think we got more... but knowing that little is still better to not knowing anything. Plus I feel that Txomin has a kindling love for our Kingdom. He has been instrumental to keeping the relationship between Prussia and the Caliphate cordial. That is a lot to ask for in times like this, and in a system as volatile as the Taifa system."

Mareth gave Doyvát a strange look and then shook her head and walked off. Doyvát was not particularly happy with his wife's growing rivalry with his mother, but had the feeling that there was little he could do about it. If two people wanted to fight, they would. Even a King could not stop that. But he'd be damned if he didn't try. The King walked off in the opposite direction as his Queen and headed back inside. After a bit of searching, he found his mother chatting idly with other members of her family.

"You look like you have something to say," she said. She turned to him attentively and put a smile on her face, leaving a conversation with a friend behind. "What is it?"

"I am just going to warn you that Mareth is not reacting kindly to your choice in decor for the next state visit. I am not certain what you have done, nor do I have the patience to find out. But if you could tread lighter on her feet, I would be much obliged."

Viba looked slightly hurt, "Thank you for the warning... but I have done little if anything recently regarding the decor of the palace. I have repurposed one of the rooms of my wing to be a receiving room, it has an Iberian motif."

"A Muslim motif?"

"No... well... maybe to an outsider... not just the style of painting and fresco. The only thing that might have angered her otherwise is that I had paid a cartographer to determine where to place a sun as a subtle marker for my Sunni relatives."

"Hmm..." Doyvát hummed, having already drifted out of paying attention.

"Is that a problem, my son?"

"Huh? No, not for me. As long as it is in your wing, I feel I have little right to interfere. Mareth is just not used to having to compete for control over the palace. Years in Krakowgrád have left her with a sense of control. That is all."

"I would be wise, though, not to anger the Queen. I can have it painted over." Doyvát looked at his mother; her skin was pale and freckled from the spring sun. Her hair was a golden color, unlike his dark brown. Was this the face of Islam? She looked at him uncomfortably as he stared longer.

"Sorry," he said. "Just... thinking about something else. No. I am King, and I will welcome my family be they Christian or Muslim with no worry to what any wife of mine might have to say." With a little bow he left his mother attending to her company. He had never seen Duke Mohammad von Zähringer-Holstein, but he had heard him described as a tall, fair-skinned and blond man; like a Viking of old. Doyvát looked in the mirror; the face looking back was a far cry from the Saxons of old. He suddenly felt very foreign. He shook such thoughts out of his head and walked away. But the feeling lingered, despite his efforts.

End of Chapter Forty-Two

[Enewald]

Soon the whole world bows to Mecca.

[Mr. Capiatlist]

Soon the whole world bows to Mecca.

Soon. But for now there is a glittering hope.... a hope for freedom. Not really, though. The Frandists and Sunnis are probably the best bet anyone has. The growth of the Caliphate to include many different people and the Muslim Golden Age have all contributed to Islam being far more open than Christianity. Sure it is still, dare I say, Medieval to us... but at that time the Frandists might as well be flashing the peace sign while headed off to Woodstock.

[Doctor Zoviet]

Is there ever a war between Frandism and Sunni Islam?

In fact, are they ever at odds like Orthodoxy and Catholicism?

[Mr. Capiatlist]

Is there ever a war between Frandism and Sunni Islam?

In fact, are they ever at odds like Orthodoxy and Catholicism?

It is all coming.

The odds between Catholicism and Orthodoxy are already done with. Orthodoxy won, Catholicism split apart into a bunch of mostly dead groups.

[Aliasing]

We still haven't heard anything about the Jews. Or other Minority religions in Europe and the Baltikja world

[Mr. Capiatlist]

We still haven't heard anything about the Jews. Or other Minority religions in Europe and the Baltikja world

There was a brief update concerning the Jews in Homelands. I mostly "ignore" (i.e. avoid) talking about minorities like that given the political nature of things today. There are Jews throughout much of Europe. They aren't particularly loved by anyone in the XIV Century, but the Frandists and Sunnis are probably their best bet. In the XX and XXI Centuries, the Jewish homeland is in Khazaria on the Black Sea; they speak Cuman, a Turkish language. But the region is actually an Autonomous Republic within Mordvia. This mostly has to do with the events that made the Middle East not so Muslim.

[Aliasing]

Oh okay then, I'm happy about Khazaria. Always found a fascination there.

But Cuman? If it's anything like the JAO then Yiddish or Hebrew would be at least another official language alongside Cuman. But whatever.

As long as there isn't anything for people to bitch about I'm fine

[Doctor Zoviet]

I know about what happened to the two Christianities. I was asking if anything equivalent happened between Frandism and Sunni, as a comparison.

[Mr. Capiatlist]

Oh okay then, I'm happy about Khazaria. Always found a fascination there.

But Cuman? If it's anything like the JAO then Yiddish or Hebrew would be at least another official language alongside Cuman. But whatever.

As long as there isn't anything for people to bitch about I'm fine

The reason Hebrew isn't used in Khazaria is that it isn't a Jewish homeland in the sense of Israel, it has been natively inhabited by Cumani Jews for a long, long time.

[Keanon]

I'll confess to finding Homelands much better thus far, all the modern updates removes more value than they add, it takes away from the journey of getting there. I also miss the language updates personally, I really liked them, even if I haven't learned it or can understand it, I still read it in my head and enjoyed it's presence.

[Mr. Capiatlist]

I'll confess to finding Homelands much better thus far, all the modern updates removes more value than they add, it takes away from the journey of getting there. I also miss the language updates personally, I really liked them, even if I haven't learned it or can understand it, I still read it in my head and enjoyed it's presence.

I agree with the modern updates, hence I've shifted back to Doyvát and his family. You guys survived a patch of Mr.C is tired of writing about Medieval life. But keeping up with Game of Thrones as reinvigorated me. So you see the return of the period updates (they are probably here to stay for a while). I can whip up a language update, but is there anything I should focus on, Keanon?