Visions of Doom
A Volga-Bulgarian AAR
21st of Raby` al-awal of the year 553 from the Hijra (April 22, 1158 A.D.)
My name is Borç of the House Dulo, but I am known as Khan Borç I "The Wise" of Volga-Bulgaria. I am Khan of Volga-Bulgaria, Rus and Cumania.
My realm is amongst the most powerful states in the civilized world, rivalling in strength with the Christian Empires and only dwarfed by the mighty Fatimid Sultanate, which comprises more lands that I care to count. However, I fear for my realm. For I have found something that makes my body tremble from the thoughts of what my descendants will have to fight. Thus, I write these pages, to let them know of my findings, to warn them of the impending doom our dynasty will face. And to hope that they will be ready...
First, I will introduce myself more properly. I am now 52 years old, it has been 19 years since I inherited my realm from my father, the great Khan Ituk I "The Just". Most of those 19 years I have spent fighting. Fighting for the Sunni faith, and for the expansion of my lands, in order to give my heir an even stronger Khanate. But, Alas, it seems that my fighting days will not be over until I am gone from this world.
My father was wise enough to entrust my education to an expert diplomat, and that decision has paid off. I am also proud to call myself a brave person, not shying away from conflict. I have always had great ambitions of conquest and power, but I have also learned to be kind to those who deserve it.
My heir is my one and only adult son, Surg, who I must admit would not be as good a leader as I wish.
I have just one other alive son, Törtogul, but he is only 1 year old.
My realm is vast, and it makes me proud to belong to such a distinguished dynasty, which achieved to obtain such a large amount of land within 4 generations. My ancestors, as well as myself, fought the Russian Dukes, and the Tengri Cumans, and defeated them soundly. This land is their legacy, as well as my own, to those who will came after me.
Why am I so afraid, then? After defeating such dangerous foes, and commanding one of the strongest armies in the world? As I mentioned before, I have found something. Some writings from my great grandfather, Duke Akhad I Moshka of Bulgar. Perhaps after you have read them, dear reader, you will begin to understand my fear.