I have decided to make an AAR, I was inspired by Me, Floris. I am making an AAR with the 1257AD mod, it should prove interesting because of it's many Kingdoms ect.
Here are the first two chapters:
Chapter One, Epilogue and beginning of my Journey.
I was but a boy when the worst happened. My father went off to the Crusades when I was
young. I decided to go with him against my mothers judgment. We fought from Dorylaeum, to Jerusalem. Then my father died. We were returning on The Miranda, going back to our home in France. My father got into a fight with another man. In four days, I found him in his cabin with a dagger in his gut. His last words were sweet. "Go boy! save yourself! I always loved you and I always will, make something of yourself so that I may not die in foreign waters without my sweet bride or your sisters. Tell them of my passing. Beaseant my darling, you must. I must go now... To greet our Lord...."
His death tore me apart. I hid his body and tossed it off the ship. There would be no
abusing of his body from the sailors. I then sailed back to our home in France, Orleans.
I told my family of my fathers death and they blamed me in their grief, they deduced that I must have been the cause of his demise. I then fled to Dublin, where my uncle lived. But he was poor and I lived as an urchin for many a year. when I was twelve I was caught stealing bread from a baker. I fought the guards, incapacitating two of them, the last guard was about to run me through but there was a knight with the guards, and he stayed the man's weapon. He then took me in as a squire, because of the bravery and strength I showed in a fight. Then he was killed in a duel. I had another family with him. It tore me apart.I lived as a guard until I was 18, I was walking home when I was beset upon a bandit. I killed him only with a dagger. I then had blood on my hands. I had to leave.
I bought a ship and crew and set sail for Jerusalem, the city I had seen captured.
Strangely, I encountered no pirates on the duration of my trip. When I stopped in Athens, I heard of a war between France and England. Oh how I wept for how many of my friends would be killed. I then disembarked at Acre and then arrived in Jerusalem.
-:Stats:-
Starting Choices:
Heritage: Veteran Warrior
Childhood: Street Urchin
Later Life: Squire
Reason For Setting Out: Personal Revenge (you see, he did have to leave because he killed a man, but he could have defended himself with the fact of self defense, he really left for revenge, for killing his father, and ruining his life)
Chapter Two, Insane guild masters and unseen Tournament Glory
When I arrived in Jerusalem I noticed two things, the first being there a tournament in town, the latter being a battle raging close to the city. I tried to help fight, but the
fray was too intense for me to interfere. So I went back to the city and entered the
tournament. I was doing pretty well until I was beaten thoroughly by Bohemund VI in the second round.
After that, I hired some men to help me along my trip. They seemed like good men, one was from France. I spent most of the day after that looking through the city. I saw The Dome of The Rock and The church of the Holy Sepulcher. I discovered that the Lord of the city was now owned by Thomas Berard, the Grandmaster of the Templar Order. I had heard of that order, maybe my fate will lead me there...
I rented a tavern and spent the night. In the morning I went to the guild master to ask for a job. He told what a good place the town was et cetera, then he said that he needed someone to take some cattle to Vigor. I stared at him as if it was a joke. Vigor was in Denmark!
Obviously he wasn't joking, so I went back to wait until the end of the feast, to see Berard...
-:Stats:-
GOT NEW HAT! OMG!!!!
Here are the first two chapters:
Chapter One, Epilogue and beginning of my Journey.
I was but a boy when the worst happened. My father went off to the Crusades when I was
young. I decided to go with him against my mothers judgment. We fought from Dorylaeum, to Jerusalem. Then my father died. We were returning on The Miranda, going back to our home in France. My father got into a fight with another man. In four days, I found him in his cabin with a dagger in his gut. His last words were sweet. "Go boy! save yourself! I always loved you and I always will, make something of yourself so that I may not die in foreign waters without my sweet bride or your sisters. Tell them of my passing. Beaseant my darling, you must. I must go now... To greet our Lord...."
His death tore me apart. I hid his body and tossed it off the ship. There would be no
abusing of his body from the sailors. I then sailed back to our home in France, Orleans.
I told my family of my fathers death and they blamed me in their grief, they deduced that I must have been the cause of his demise. I then fled to Dublin, where my uncle lived. But he was poor and I lived as an urchin for many a year. when I was twelve I was caught stealing bread from a baker. I fought the guards, incapacitating two of them, the last guard was about to run me through but there was a knight with the guards, and he stayed the man's weapon. He then took me in as a squire, because of the bravery and strength I showed in a fight. Then he was killed in a duel. I had another family with him. It tore me apart.I lived as a guard until I was 18, I was walking home when I was beset upon a bandit. I killed him only with a dagger. I then had blood on my hands. I had to leave.
I bought a ship and crew and set sail for Jerusalem, the city I had seen captured.
Strangely, I encountered no pirates on the duration of my trip. When I stopped in Athens, I heard of a war between France and England. Oh how I wept for how many of my friends would be killed. I then disembarked at Acre and then arrived in Jerusalem.
-:Stats:-
Starting Choices:
Heritage: Veteran Warrior
Childhood: Street Urchin
Later Life: Squire
Reason For Setting Out: Personal Revenge (you see, he did have to leave because he killed a man, but he could have defended himself with the fact of self defense, he really left for revenge, for killing his father, and ruining his life)
Chapter Two, Insane guild masters and unseen Tournament Glory
When I arrived in Jerusalem I noticed two things, the first being there a tournament in town, the latter being a battle raging close to the city. I tried to help fight, but the
fray was too intense for me to interfere. So I went back to the city and entered the
tournament. I was doing pretty well until I was beaten thoroughly by Bohemund VI in the second round.
After that, I hired some men to help me along my trip. They seemed like good men, one was from France. I spent most of the day after that looking through the city. I saw The Dome of The Rock and The church of the Holy Sepulcher. I discovered that the Lord of the city was now owned by Thomas Berard, the Grandmaster of the Templar Order. I had heard of that order, maybe my fate will lead me there...
I rented a tavern and spent the night. In the morning I went to the guild master to ask for a job. He told what a good place the town was et cetera, then he said that he needed someone to take some cattle to Vigor. I stared at him as if it was a joke. Vigor was in Denmark!
Obviously he wasn't joking, so I went back to wait until the end of the feast, to see Berard...
-:Stats:-
GOT NEW HAT! OMG!!!!
