Part 4.7 - Ireland
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mike the knight: I know that evil guy anyway! Just wait till I get my hands on him!
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Stuyvesant: Congrats on winning fan of the Week! And yeah evil Crimmy killing Junior! When that happened I was pissed! But I guess its karma for killing those two Stawells, and maybe some RNG revenge for the crimes I committed as the Abbasids so I guess I'll accept Crimmy's crimes.
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GreatUberGeek: Definitely can't imprison him, or do anything to him. The King of Italy has him pretty well protected. So this has got to be some weird HRE covert action I am thinking.
Anyway, this shall be the final update in our adventures in Ireland, there is a lot to cover and probably should take two updates, but I just feel Ireland has made things grow stagnant no matter how interesting I tried to make the mundane events. Sooooo, I'm going to condense a few things here and there and cut out some screenshots I normally would have included. But basically all that this update is is Indy going on a rampage after Junior's death. So enjoy...
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Part 4.7 - Ireland
I was going to add something into the update title but figured that'd give away what happens at the end of this adventure with Irish King Indy. So if you want the spoiler you'll just have to scroll down to the bottom.
Anyways where we left off Junior just got killed by the evil Crimthann who is now heir to Ireland, and serving as Marshal or something or maybe spymaster for Italy. But no matter what he is he is an evil evil man. I know I deserved that, I haven't exactly been a saint in Ireland or anywhere else I've played for that matter. So having Junior get knocked off by his belligerent cousin or whatever relation Crimthann is served me right.
While Indy and his Irishmen are laying siege to some random Holy land holding, I go perusing options against Crimthann.
Imprisonment = NOPE!
Assassination = NOPE!
Gift? = of course!
Oh so he'll take a gift but nothing else works against him. Okay, I send him 20 gold, just for kicks. I can imagine the note, "Thank you for killing my two year old son! By the way for all your troubles here's 20 gold for accomplishing such an amazing feat!"
I then follow it up by inviting Crimthann to my court. And now that the wheels of eternal happiness have been properly oiled with blood and money Crimthann happily accepts th invite.
Now that he's in Ireland perhaps retribution can be had!
Assassination = NOPE!
Imprisonment = Yeah...but a super tyrannical move...
Hmmm...how on Earth is it possible that the known murderer of my son is loved by all my vassals? I would think they'd be chomping at the bit to rid themselves of this monster. Apparently not though. Perhaps they sense the steel of a great leader in him.
And apparently Indy just invited a monster to court. I pat myself on the back. Wonder how many more people will die now? Hmmm...
But back to the Crusade, when we set sail, the war score wasn't very high. By the time we've started sieging its already near 50. I'm doubtful if we'll gain anything here. But nonetheless Indy does occupy the target.
Indy then finds out that Crimmy has had a little boy. Which of course immediately puts all sorts of dirty nasty thoughts in my head. Like Indy dangling baby Broen from the ramparts, having the nurse slip him some poison. The options are limitless friends. But you know what, no one wants to kill the brat! I swear Indy should just jump off a cliff and call it good.
While I'm raging about not getting any revenge the Irish occupy some more stuff and start chasing around little bands of Muslim warriors that trying to put up a long lasting insurgency. As all this is going on I notice up in England baby boy Guilhem de Poitou had been deposed and replaced by King Leofwine Stawell, he is the grandson of King Ealdwulf the Careless, not to be confused with Ealdwulf the Drunkard who stole Wessex from Indy.
The Crusade score then hits 100% and our wonderful Pope enforces demands granting none other than the Teutonic Order dominion over Jerusalem. Now, this is the second time the Teutons have won a Crusade. The first time was for Sicily and they lost those lands super fast. So let us see if they make Catholicism proud by holding Jerusalem longer. My guess is no.
Now that the Crusade is over I will post a picture of that part of the world. It isn't the best representation at the moment. And I know some are interested with what the aftermath of the Abbasid implosion looks like. The next update will be a worldwide update that shows things a tiny bit better. But this is the best map I got at the moment.
So basically this is how things shook out during the Abbasid implosion.
Shia Caliphate = Husayn Caliphate they rule the Sultanate of Mesopotamia from Baghdad
Sunni Caliphate = Saudids they rule much of Saudi Arabia and Anatolia and a chunk of Persia minus a few scatterings of Seljuk stuff.
A few other random Emirates exist like the Fatimids. But the current state of the Middle East in game made me smile. Saudids, I like to change their name to Saud or Saudis, and Hussayn well I can't help but think of Saddam due to them ruling from Baghdad. So in a strange mentally twisted way we have Saddam and the House of Saud duking it out Medieval Style in our game!
Moving on.
About six months after the victorious Crusade, the Islamic world finally is able to call Jihads. And ontop of that fun, they get the Bektashi Order now as well. I imagine its only a short time before TO gets introduced to BO.
Crimthann decides that my castle, where I can't kill him or imprison him or do anything to him is his own personal breeding ground because his wife just pooped out another kid. At least its a girl so no need to throw that one off the castle walls. But marrying her off to a creepy 70 year old man in the Steppes...now that is a possibility.
Still wish I could throw her brother off the walls though...
Unable to appease Indy's anger against Crimmy's kid, there is only one way to take the pain out of Indy's heart. Pagan killing!
Indy is in dire need of spilling blood. So I make him leader of the Center column. Figure he'll see enough action to quench his bloodlust and perhaps calm me down a little bit. Plus in a weird way I'd really enjoy playing Crimmy...
Well damn.
Indy is trying to go down like his daddy King Fergal.
Indy wins the battle but barely, had to pull the reserves off a siege to turn the tide. Apparently a wounded king saps morale a lot. But anyway, Indy goes about the highlands chasing the Pagans while everyone else starts occupying Albany.
Things progress in their normal mundane nature from there on out and on October 1, 1062, the Norse surrender.
With the war over I go about handing some titles out again, and go to my law screen and scratch my head. Crimmy is dead!
What?
How?
Hmmmm...
Karma is a mother......
Now there will never be sweet sweet revenge. You would think my rage over junior's murder would now be assuaged, you would think I'd be happy. And that Indy would view this as a blessing from God. But no, this is a curse. Crimmy was not supposed to die of pneumonia. He was supposed to die of a cow shit explosion or something more creative.
Now his brat of a kid is fatherless and Indy's heir apparent. I obviously can't kill the poor little worm that would be counter-productive at this point as third in line is some other random de Wexford playing at knights in some other corner of Europe.
Indy's only choice is to take care of the little kid and raise him as if the boy was Junior. Although if Indy has a son of his own, all bets are off for little Broen...
Indy's wound then miraculously heals and becomes a scar. So he isn't going to die of an infection like his daddy Fergal did. And sure enough like clockwork the minute our illustrious King of Ireland rises from his sickbed the Shia Hussayn Caliph declares a Jihad for Jerusalem.
That didn't take long.
At this point I'm back to raging. I'm still pissed at Crimmy, pissed because he killed Junior and pissed that Crimmy died of pneumonia. So Pagan Killing Part II.
As soon as I declare this war I call the Holy Bretonian Emperor into it. He's an old man named Govran and he has a wooden leg. As soon as he agrees to lend a hand, he dawns his armor, and as he is walking his wooden leg breaks and causing him to fall down the stairs breaking his neck, thus ending our alliance with the Holy Bretonian Empire.
It seems anything good that touches Ireland shrivels up and dies, with the exception of Indy.
A lot of random pointless things happen after that. Like Indy's half-brother getting pissed about not being given a fief, only because his surname is Stawell, and we HATE Stawells.
We also get another Cardinal but I never did figure out if our old one died or is still alive. And a lot of sieges and minor insignificant battles that deserve absolutely zero words to describe.
In comes 1064 and the Shia Caliphate declares victory reclaiming the Holy Land for Sadd...err...I mean Islam.
More sieges and minor battles occur again...all of which Indy wins hands down.
In February of 1065, the Teutonic Order still smarting from losing yet another Crusader Kingdom requests that Indy grant them some lands in Scotland so they can help us fight the Norse. I laugh, and say hell no! The Teutons are inept. They suck, they can't fight. They're worthless! They've lost every single thing they've won. The only thing they haven't lost are those provinces near the Pecking Pest and I dare say the Mihaljevic's will grab up those eventually.
By March of 1065 both Norse chieftains surrender.
Now, with that blitz of Scotland we are one territory away from being able to create the Kingdom of Scotland or in Indy's case the Kingdom of Alba.
Amazing how much land you can take when you're in rage mode.
There's one viable target. And it is a Christian lord of Argyll. I'm not as ragey now that I've killed several tens of thousands of Norsemen, but adding some Christians to the pile would be noble. I mean equal opportunity right? And that's what Indy is if anything, an equal opportunity conqueror.
Off to war we go. Our last adventure as Indy de Wexford.
During the war Indy get's sick.
Two weeks later...
He's all better again.
He's definitely made of sturdier stock than his flimsy pops.
I forgot to mention Indy married his daughter off to the independent Duke of Grenada. Well when this war happens over Argyll, Indy calls his new son-in-law to war of which the lad happily accepts.
No one informed the Duke of Grenada of a suspicious curse to those that touch Ireland. Which is too bad, because I think the Duke of Grenada would have said no if he'd known better.
As a few days later after accepting Indy's call to arms the Duke of Grenada gets pushed off his boat and drowns at sea.
Thus ending the Grenada alliance.
In October of 1065 Indy becomes sick once again. Usually by the second or third iteration of this a ruler seems to keel over and die so we'll see if the RNG hates us or just enjoys torturing Indy.
While Indy is laying in his sickbed we are notified that some random old lady in Derby has died and passed all her estates unto Indy.
That random old lady turns out to be Indy's granny. I wasn't expecting this inheritance it blind sided me. And gives us another chunk of land to defend against the English. Oh well, I won't be around for that war!
In March of 1066 Indy recovers from his sickness once again and joins the war. By July of that year, the war is won.
And with the war won Indy usurps the title of Duke of the Isles and decides that it is now or never to create the Kingdom of Alba.
After becoming King of Alba Indy falls ill again! And recovers again!
The last thing Indy accomplishes before we leave him is getting two Scottish lords to swear fealty to Ireland.
And that is when the clock strikes January 1, 1067, ending our time in Ireland.
It was fun as Indy. Had some enjoyable short reigns as his forebears. Some unfortunate vassals. But all in all it was a walk in the park. Ireland was not too fun to play as. But we did accomplish a lot. Two Kingdom titles for Indy and the de Wexfords. They'll be a power to rival England if they keep in intact. Perhaps the Stawells will finally meat their match.
Sometime in the next few days I will post the World Update. As well as reveal where our next adventure shall be. And all I have to say about that, is it makes every start we have had so far look like a cake walk. Because the position I get put in by the RNG would make anyone want to re-roll the dice.
So I think everyone will enjoy our next stop...only clue I'll give is we'll be a heretic religion...
But without further ado, while everyone is pondering where on Earth our next stop could be, enjoy the map of Ireland.