Hello, I'm Proninjaw and this is my first AAR, 'Danish Vikings'. Using the Extended Timeline Mod, I have started my AAR in 912, just after the nation of East Francia was split. Denmark was a nation with great ambitions, having most of North-east England (I think it was called Danelaw) and Brittany. I hope I can live up to the task of these brave Vikings and make a good AAR.
Chapter 1: Introduction
So, the year is 912. King Olof Olafid gazed at the latest map of the known world his royal cartographer had made. He liked what he saw. He saw his own Danish lands, a nation spreading from the Breton province of Finistere in the West to the Eastern province of Blekinge (I think that's how it's spelt!).
(I have basically self-taught myself how to put images on there. Please tell me if I have done this wrong. All I know is that 1920x1080 doesn't fit)
He pulled up a scroll next to the map. It had his name and his advisor list, and he cursed as he realised he had no advisors.
"What, no advisors? What king doesn't have advisors?" Olof bellowed.
Halvor- the family's trusty servant, answered meekly. "My King, we don't have enough income to afford one..."
"I want the Danish to have reputation, man! How can we get more income?!" Olof's eyes drilled into Halvor. His intensity, his anger, was of a true Viking. Halvor had an idea.
"Well, my king, we could do what our ancestors did... We could take the money, and the land that produces it.." This seemed to snap Olof out of his anger, and reasonable thought came back to him.
"The lands of Northumberland look quite juicy, ready to be pillaged... and it could increase our power and make Danelaw more valuable. Hmmm."
Halvor spoke up, with new-found courage, "Surely we should gain some alliances first, before we think of war?"
"Good idea, Halvor. See which of our Norse brethren like us, and ask for military alliances and royal marriages. I care not who they are, so long as they are Norse and are friendly."
"At once, my king."
With these new alliances, he looked to the opposite of the diplomatic spectrum, rivals and enemies. In the brief time he had had this year, just over a month, the nation of Wessex became England, claiming to 'reunite all the English peoples' as their sole mission. Olof spewed his mead at this, almost choking with laughter.
"If they think so highly of themselves, these English can be one of our rivals. Saxony and Flanders can be our rivals too, they don't particularly like us."
"Now there is another problem my king.."
"Yes, Halvor?"
"Our newly conquered lands of Brittany, need more administration than we have to core. A lot more. What should we do?"
"Well, since it will take such a long time to core, might as well release Brittany as a vassal. We like it, they like it, no administration needed."
"Yes, my king."
(In 912, Denmark owned Brittany, but hadn't cored it yet. It wasn't my doing behind the scenes.)
Well thanks for reading, feedback is appreciated.
Chapter 1: Introduction
So, the year is 912. King Olof Olafid gazed at the latest map of the known world his royal cartographer had made. He liked what he saw. He saw his own Danish lands, a nation spreading from the Breton province of Finistere in the West to the Eastern province of Blekinge (I think that's how it's spelt!).
(I have basically self-taught myself how to put images on there. Please tell me if I have done this wrong. All I know is that 1920x1080 doesn't fit)
He pulled up a scroll next to the map. It had his name and his advisor list, and he cursed as he realised he had no advisors.
"What, no advisors? What king doesn't have advisors?" Olof bellowed.
Halvor- the family's trusty servant, answered meekly. "My King, we don't have enough income to afford one..."
"I want the Danish to have reputation, man! How can we get more income?!" Olof's eyes drilled into Halvor. His intensity, his anger, was of a true Viking. Halvor had an idea.
"Well, my king, we could do what our ancestors did... We could take the money, and the land that produces it.." This seemed to snap Olof out of his anger, and reasonable thought came back to him.
"The lands of Northumberland look quite juicy, ready to be pillaged... and it could increase our power and make Danelaw more valuable. Hmmm."
Halvor spoke up, with new-found courage, "Surely we should gain some alliances first, before we think of war?"
"Good idea, Halvor. See which of our Norse brethren like us, and ask for military alliances and royal marriages. I care not who they are, so long as they are Norse and are friendly."
"At once, my king."
With these new alliances, he looked to the opposite of the diplomatic spectrum, rivals and enemies. In the brief time he had had this year, just over a month, the nation of Wessex became England, claiming to 'reunite all the English peoples' as their sole mission. Olof spewed his mead at this, almost choking with laughter.
"If they think so highly of themselves, these English can be one of our rivals. Saxony and Flanders can be our rivals too, they don't particularly like us."
"Now there is another problem my king.."
"Yes, Halvor?"
"Our newly conquered lands of Brittany, need more administration than we have to core. A lot more. What should we do?"
"Well, since it will take such a long time to core, might as well release Brittany as a vassal. We like it, they like it, no administration needed."
"Yes, my king."
(In 912, Denmark owned Brittany, but hadn't cored it yet. It wasn't my doing behind the scenes.)
Well thanks for reading, feedback is appreciated.
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