After mayorqw said that he really enjoyed my ancient and sadly abortive AAR with the same name. I've decided to try it again. I have not played EU3, at all. I am an old EU2 veteran. The game will be played with a vanilla EU3 - In Nomine. I will begin with redoing the old updates of the ancient AAR. I hope that you will enjoy the ride, and any suggestions will be gladly recieved.
Prelude I
A shadow within a shadow sneaked trough the near-empty streets of the City. The Eternal city. Roma.
The shadow knocked on a door in a darkened alley.
"Ophelia is busy" someone with a femine voice said behind the door.
"Fire is the question to the answer." The shadow uttered.
"Come in."
The shadow entered, and shedded his darkened outer clothes, and a man emerged, a man with a scruffy look, a man who wouldn't hesitate to sell his own mother to get a solidi. In the light from lamps indoor, a woman is seen. Black hair, and skin, like that of the people of Persia. Endowed with a generous nubile body. A lady of the night, yet, her eyes were not those of a lady of the night, but sooner an assassin, a lady of knives, a lady cunning of subterfuge, and alight with fire.
"It is chilly out there, maybe I could get some warmth here?" Asked the man.
"No. Not tonight. There are bigger things that must be handled than mere pleasure."
"Afterwards?"
"If you pay."
"Good good. Let us be done with this meeting so I can be on my way."
"Yes, and good riddance to him. No longer will he stand in our way. Soon we will take power, and they will tremble."
"Are you sure that the man from the countries east of your Persia is reliable?"
"Of course, his father served my father. He will not fail even if the betrayer hesitates."
The lady hands over a non-descript bag, with something inside, it jingles when it changes hands.
"Take this and wait in the alleys west of the Senate. Afterwards, make sure that he get his bonus. If he dares to return to collect the rest of his...'pay'..." A smile danced on the face of the lady, a smile devoid of all warmth, and full of malice and evil.
"Of course my Master. I am to serve you."
"Good Servius, now go. You can get your 'warmth' later. A change is in the air now. I can feel it. Grasp it. Go, now!"
A shadow within a shadow sneaked trough the near-empty streets of the City. The Eternal city. Roma.
The shadow knocked on a door in a darkened alley.
"Ophelia is busy" someone with a femine voice said behind the door.
"Fire is the question to the answer." The shadow uttered.
"Come in."
The shadow entered, and shedded his darkened outer clothes, and a man emerged, a man with a scruffy look, a man who wouldn't hesitate to sell his own mother to get a solidi. In the light from lamps indoor, a woman is seen. Black hair, and skin, like that of the people of Persia. Endowed with a generous nubile body. A lady of the night, yet, her eyes were not those of a lady of the night, but sooner an assassin, a lady of knives, a lady cunning of subterfuge, and alight with fire.
"It is chilly out there, maybe I could get some warmth here?" Asked the man.
"No. Not tonight. There are bigger things that must be handled than mere pleasure."
"Afterwards?"
"If you pay."
"Good good. Let us be done with this meeting so I can be on my way."
"Yes, and good riddance to him. No longer will he stand in our way. Soon we will take power, and they will tremble."
"Are you sure that the man from the countries east of your Persia is reliable?"
"Of course, his father served my father. He will not fail even if the betrayer hesitates."
The lady hands over a non-descript bag, with something inside, it jingles when it changes hands.
"Take this and wait in the alleys west of the Senate. Afterwards, make sure that he get his bonus. If he dares to return to collect the rest of his...'pay'..." A smile danced on the face of the lady, a smile devoid of all warmth, and full of malice and evil.
"Of course my Master. I am to serve you."
"Good Servius, now go. You can get your 'warmth' later. A change is in the air now. I can feel it. Grasp it. Go, now!"
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