Alright! its back. Looking forward to the future posts like a drunk looks forward to scotch 
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See, it was really all part of my secret plan...I knew I wouldn't be able to read too much over the past few months, so I mesmerized Renss such that he was only able to complete the five part episode before I was able to catch up. Worked like a charm too since I got to read it all at once.
Good to see you back at this one, Renss. The intrigue is curious and the five parter shows your writing chops are still finely tuned. Keep at it! I hope to stay caught up now so when I click my fingers, you will awake with no notion that you were ever mesmerized.
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Good to see you back at this one, Renss. The intrigue is curious and the five parter shows your writing chops are still finely tuned. Keep at it! I hope to stay caught up now so when I click my fingers, you will awake with no notion that you were ever mesmerized.
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As this AAR slowly inches towards possibly, maybe, one day starting the anticipation mounts. Which is impressive given the... sedate pace of updates.
well played coz1, but you made a fatal mistake in unknowingly making enemies with me. Anyone who delays this thread will have to deal with me. I challenge you to a gentlemen's duel, and I warn you I'm the best- *trips over his shoelace as he gets up*
theycallmetight said:Alright! its back. Looking forward to the future posts like a drunk looks forward to scotch
Thank you! I'm looking forward to more entertainment myself, as I'm never quite sure how each scene will turn out until it's done. Thanks for waiting, and for reading!I was wondering... It seemed impossible, for so long, to get my things together to write more on this! But I've definitely got things together again now, and a will to write (which I never lacked). All I've lacked is time, and I'm hoping that though I'm headed in a dozen directions still, it's better than when I'm heading in 15 directions or more! Glad to see you back, Coz -- we've missed you in your semi-absence! And thanks for taking the time to get caught up!coz1 said:See, it was really all part of my secret plan...I knew I wouldn't be able to read too much over the past few months, so I mesmerized Renss such that he was only able to complete the five part episode before I was able to catch up. Worked like a charm too since I got to read it all at once.
Good to see you back at this one, Renss. The intrigue is curious and the five parter shows your writing chops are still finely tuned. Keep at it! I hope to stay caught up now so when I click my fingers, you will awake with no notion that you were ever mesmerized. click
Welcome, El Pip! Glad to have yet another auspicious writer among the folds... of my pages, or something.El Pip said:As this AAR slowly inches towards possibly, maybe, one day starting the anticipation mounts. Which is impressive given the... sedate pace of updates.
The plan, here, is to wander down the Ohio River into the Mississippi, and find what adventure might lay there. Which should, actually, be more interesting than where we've already been. Quite a bit planned, which I hope to have out to you relatively soon.
Also, (@ Ghostwriter) I'm glad to see there is at least some disagreement as to Hamilton's motivations for all this. This is, truly, Hamilton's most enduring legacy -- enigmaticity!
Thanks again, to everybody!
Rensslaer
Renss,
I've been away for a little while, and didn't realize we had updated again, excellent as usual...
Q
I've been away for a little while, and didn't realize we had updated again, excellent as usual...
Q
Thank you, Sir!Quirinus308 said:
I definitely enjoy this the most, out of all of my ongoing works. It's just that it also takes more work than the others.
But I'll be back with an update soon!
Thanks for your readership!
Rensslaer
Rensslaer said:Well, I got some writing done (for this), and also some gameplaying done (for Sforza, not Castles). Both, of course, are needed for an AAR.
Thanks, Contradiction, and Welcome! Always glad to have new readers for Fire Warms, too! I'm curious to hear what you think. Though I can tell it's being read -- it's about to cross 150,000 views
We are heading into a bevy of historical characters over the next 7-8 updates, which is one reason why it's taking longer to prepare.
Thanks, All!
Rensslaer
Ahh, Well I think the reason you don't get so many more substantial comments is because so many thrilling moments are so far back in the story, I could just make a reply on every post you made for Fire Warms(still only halfway or so through it), but that would surely take away more time for your updating, as I'd post so much
However, my favorite part so far(other then that stunt with France), was when one of the Kaisers, forget which, smiled and looked at everybody in the room...everybody, the foreign minister noted.
I thought this was the first sign of a little politician in the new Kaiser, and it creeped me out a bit, I loved that last line so much(probably misquoted, my apologies)...iirc it had even given me the chills. Fantastic writer you are.
Ahh, yes... I had trouble remembering that scene with the Kaiser, but I finally located it. I could remember it, just couldn't remember the situation.Contradiction said:Ahh, Well I think the reason you don't get so many more substantial comments is because so many thrilling moments are so far back in the story, I could just make a reply on every post you made for Fire Warms(still only halfway or so through it), but that would surely take away more time for your updating, as I'd post so much
However, my favorite part so far(other then that stunt with France), was when one of the Kaisers, forget which, smiled and looked at everybody in the room...everybody, the foreign minister noted.
I thought this was the first sign of a little politician in the new Kaiser, and it creeped me out a bit, I loved that last line so much(probably misquoted, my apologies)...iirc it had even given me the chills. Fantastic writer you are.
In this scene of the new Kaiser Wilhelm II he betrays an internal deference to each of his advisors because, even though he outwardly displays brash (over)confidence, he realizes that he doesn't have the capacity of judgment to properly understand which of his advisors is the wisest. So he gives in to the most forceful of them (not leastways because the other advisors failed to know how to refute the argument), yet means to leave all (except that Rensselaer and Caprivi see through his facade) with the impression he agrees with them, and thereby leaves his judgment out of what should have been a Kaiserly determination.
Wilhelm II was SOOOooo fun to write for, because he really had more than one personality -- he wasn't at all transparent, like Wilhelm I, Friedrich III and Waldemar I each were.
Not that he was crazy, as some biographers might suggest. I think he was just false, conflicted and sometimes delusional, yet still wishing to uphold the image of the forceful Kaiser with the Empire and the World in his hands. You're correct that you're seeing the little politician -- or perhaps more accurately his ability to paper over (in his own mind at least) the conflicts between his advisors. A politician, indeed!And actually, I think you'll find most of the most entertaining scenes of Fire Warms the Northern Lands come toward the end of the story. You've gotten more than half way, since you're up to the 20th century. But about 2/3 of the story took place after 1880, because as I continued to write and get drawn into the story, it became more complicated, and the story grew in characterization and depth.
In any case, Thank You for your flattering enjoyment of the story. Hopefully this one will be on its way to the same sort of depth soon. Andrew Jackson awaits... downriver, some ways.
Rensslaer
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Rensslaer said:Ahh, yes... I had trouble remembering that scene with the Kaiser, but I finally located it. I could remember it, just couldn't remember the situation.
In this scene of the new Kaiser Wilhelm II he betrays an internal deference to each of his advisors because, even though he outwardly displays brash (over)confidence, he realizes that he doesn't have the capacity of judgment to properly understand which of his advisors is the wisest. So he gives in to the most forceful of them (not leastways because the other advisors failed to know how to refute the argument), yet means to leave all (except that Rensselaer and Caprivi see through his facade) with the impression he agrees with them, and thereby leaves his judgment out of what should have been a Kaiserly determination.
Wilhelm II was SOOOooo fun to write for, because he really had more than one personality -- he wasn't at all transparent, like Wilhelm I, Friedrich III and Waldemar I each were.
And actually, I think you'll find most of the most entertaining scenes of Fire Warms the Northern Lands come toward the end of the story. You've gotten more than half way, since you're up to the 20th century. But about 2/3 of the story took place after 1880, because as I continued to write and get drawn into the story, it became more complicated, and the story grew in characterization and depth.
In any case, Thank You for your flattering enjoyment of the story. Hopefully this one will be on its way to the same sort of depth soon. Andrew Jackson awaits... downriver, some ways.
Rensslaer
Ah, I noticed I just reached a huge chunk of writing in Fire Warms thats quite intriguing(Waldemar I's rise to power, contested as it is, I just read the one where he's talking to Renns and decides he wants to be the people's Kaiser, or some such), where the date in the game probably isn't moving but there's a whole loads more story, going to continue reading it now.
Oh and does this have the Longest Prologue Ever award for the forums?
I'm not complaining, never knew I'd enjoy a prologue so much. Also I might start up an Afghanistan game...I had no idea they had so many good primary cultures, my problem though with trying them out is trying to get civilized, I've never done so without events.Had a fun game as Persia though, but they didn't have the Uzbek cultures, so Afghanistan may actually be better
Btw did they really used to call it Af Khan I Stan or are you trying to make a funny?
Rensslaer already has the award for the longest epilouge in Fire Warms, and now he is creating the longest prolouge
Of course he also holds the record for the longest AAR, and most popular
Of course he also holds the record for the longest AAR, and most popular
Actually, Suvorov might have the longest prologue ever, or at least for a Vickie game. Just when the game came out, he began working on an AAR as he waited for the game. He never reached the actual game portion, but has a fairly lengthy AAR anyway. Check the library for it.
Yes, this prologue is likely to be pretty long. Many of these people, by the way, will likely be dead or dying by 1836, anyway, so the game itself will be very different from the prologue. It's only a prologue, really, because it starts in 1807, and the game doesn't really kick off until 1836. But I think you'll enjoy these pages, no matter what you call them!Contradiction said:Ah, I noticed I just reached a huge chunk of writing in Fire Warms thats quite intriguing(Waldemar I's rise to power, contested as it is, I just read the one where he's talking to Renns and decides he wants to be the people's Kaiser, or some such), where the date in the game probably isn't moving but there's a whole loads more story, going to continue reading it now.
Oh and does this (Castles) have the Longest Prologue Ever award for the forums?
Thank you! Although I'm noticing that The World is Not Enough is coming up fast in the views and length measures!Quirinus308 said:Rensslaer already has the award for the longest epilouge in Fire Warms, and now he is creating the longest prolouge
Of course he also holds the record for the longest AAR, and most popular
There's just always too much to say. So I guess it turns out long. Glad you folks enjoy it! I've never read his Double Headed Eagle, but it looks interesting. I do notice, however, that it's only 13 pages, compared to 16 already for this.coz1 said:
Yes, well...GhostWriter said:.
MORE ! !
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You are quite timely, Dear Sir, as I've actually written most of the next scene today!
I'll see if I can finish it and post it tonight. Pray that no one interferes.Thanks, everybody, for your readership through these sluggish and sporadic updates!
Rensslaer
With the pleasant advantages of Blennerhassett’s boats, as well as the warmer weather as spring increased its hold, Hamilton’s expedition was moving along nicely down the Ohio River.
Even with the longboats, not everyone would fit. But they freed the soldiers of the encumbrance of supplies and cannon so they could travel more quickly overland, trying to parallel the river and keep pace as best they could. They had put a few weeks behind themselves, already.
The boats, with a small detachment of soldiers, served as scouts for the rest. Hamilton commanded this portion of the expedition, while Watkins managed the rest.
A coldness lingered over the prow of the lead boat, where young Kenny sat, along with a lookout. Humidity, and their closeness to the frigid water – mostly early runoff from the snows – kept them from completely appreciating the warmth of the springtime sun.
Bobby Baldwin, Kenny’s friend, scanned the banks on either side of for any sign of trouble. Indians, or whatever else. Maybe even an ambush set up by Burr’s men.
They’d seen no danger thus far, but the Indians did seem to be about. It could be assumed that, this far west, the natives were not hostile. But Hamilton had pointedly reminded everyone that it should not be assumed.
And so it was, with Bobby’s eyes locked on the tree-lined shore, that Kenny was the first to see something of interest downriver...
“The fort!” he exclaimed, as he scrambled to gain better vantage on his knees. “The fort!”
Startled, Bobby looked too, but reached to steady an unbalanced Kenny before he could really turn his focus ahead. “Careful boy!”
True enough, a gentle slope from the banks ahead was topped by a small settlement. Timber walls and a blockhouse made it clear – this was Fort Massac.
“The fort’s in sight, General!”
General Hamilton had already advanced from his deckchair at the back of the boat. “Good work,” he said, placing a brass looking glass to his eye. “The both of you.”
Kenny beamed. Bobby was more circumspect, but he winked at Kenny.
“Let us approach cautiously,” Hamilton said, despite what appeared to be benign interest from the walls ahead. “Signal the other boats.”
More curious onlookers manned the walls, or stepped outside the gates, as the expedition neared. Excitement built as it became more apparent from the number of boats that this could only be General Hamilton’s force.
Since all the boats in Marietta had been requisitioned for the expedition, no news could have reached Ft. Massac to alert them to the hostile approach Blennerhassett’s plot might have visited upon them had Hamilton not intervened.
Excitement and frivolity eventually prevailed, as the men of the boats met and mixed with the frontiersmen. Visitors were generally few and far between, this far along the border between Kentucky and Indiana Territory.
Hamilton had proceeded immediately to speak with the garrison commander, a Colonel Oliver.
“I am sorry, General. General Harrison is away on campaign, commanding the militia against the Indians. But he was, of course, expecting you. We receive quite a bit of news, which you might not have seen. It travels up the river from New Orleans more quickly than down the river through Ohio. Especially now.”
“What news have you heard, then, Colonel?”
“Mixed sorts, as you can imagine. There is some support, of course. But there are also many dangerous rumors. Some are saying that you are a traitor. Some, even, that you intend to join Burr in his plot. I have newspaper clippings so you can see for yourself. But General Harrison believes you are sincere in your efforts. Because of that, he also wished for me to give you this.” Oliver handed Hamilton a folded parchment.
Opening it, Hamilton found a letter of introduction to General Andrew Jackson, Commanding the Tennessee Militia, signed by General William Henry Harrison, Commander of the Ohio Militia.
“This will be invaluable,” Hamilton said. “Please extend my most heartfelt appreciation to General Harrison. I understand this demonstrates a great degree of trust in myself, and that this letter carries his personal reputation with it.”
Oliver smiled. “It is Harrison’s pleasure. He knows Wilkinson, of course. And… Well, that speaks for itself, I think.”
Even with the longboats, not everyone would fit. But they freed the soldiers of the encumbrance of supplies and cannon so they could travel more quickly overland, trying to parallel the river and keep pace as best they could. They had put a few weeks behind themselves, already.
The boats, with a small detachment of soldiers, served as scouts for the rest. Hamilton commanded this portion of the expedition, while Watkins managed the rest.
A coldness lingered over the prow of the lead boat, where young Kenny sat, along with a lookout. Humidity, and their closeness to the frigid water – mostly early runoff from the snows – kept them from completely appreciating the warmth of the springtime sun.
Bobby Baldwin, Kenny’s friend, scanned the banks on either side of for any sign of trouble. Indians, or whatever else. Maybe even an ambush set up by Burr’s men.
They’d seen no danger thus far, but the Indians did seem to be about. It could be assumed that, this far west, the natives were not hostile. But Hamilton had pointedly reminded everyone that it should not be assumed.
And so it was, with Bobby’s eyes locked on the tree-lined shore, that Kenny was the first to see something of interest downriver...
“The fort!” he exclaimed, as he scrambled to gain better vantage on his knees. “The fort!”
Startled, Bobby looked too, but reached to steady an unbalanced Kenny before he could really turn his focus ahead. “Careful boy!”
True enough, a gentle slope from the banks ahead was topped by a small settlement. Timber walls and a blockhouse made it clear – this was Fort Massac.
“The fort’s in sight, General!”
General Hamilton had already advanced from his deckchair at the back of the boat. “Good work,” he said, placing a brass looking glass to his eye. “The both of you.”
Kenny beamed. Bobby was more circumspect, but he winked at Kenny.
“Let us approach cautiously,” Hamilton said, despite what appeared to be benign interest from the walls ahead. “Signal the other boats.”
More curious onlookers manned the walls, or stepped outside the gates, as the expedition neared. Excitement built as it became more apparent from the number of boats that this could only be General Hamilton’s force.
Since all the boats in Marietta had been requisitioned for the expedition, no news could have reached Ft. Massac to alert them to the hostile approach Blennerhassett’s plot might have visited upon them had Hamilton not intervened.
Excitement and frivolity eventually prevailed, as the men of the boats met and mixed with the frontiersmen. Visitors were generally few and far between, this far along the border between Kentucky and Indiana Territory.
Hamilton had proceeded immediately to speak with the garrison commander, a Colonel Oliver.
“I am sorry, General. General Harrison is away on campaign, commanding the militia against the Indians. But he was, of course, expecting you. We receive quite a bit of news, which you might not have seen. It travels up the river from New Orleans more quickly than down the river through Ohio. Especially now.”
“What news have you heard, then, Colonel?”
“Mixed sorts, as you can imagine. There is some support, of course. But there are also many dangerous rumors. Some are saying that you are a traitor. Some, even, that you intend to join Burr in his plot. I have newspaper clippings so you can see for yourself. But General Harrison believes you are sincere in your efforts. Because of that, he also wished for me to give you this.” Oliver handed Hamilton a folded parchment.
Opening it, Hamilton found a letter of introduction to General Andrew Jackson, Commanding the Tennessee Militia, signed by General William Henry Harrison, Commander of the Ohio Militia.
“This will be invaluable,” Hamilton said. “Please extend my most heartfelt appreciation to General Harrison. I understand this demonstrates a great degree of trust in myself, and that this letter carries his personal reputation with it.”
Oliver smiled. “It is Harrison’s pleasure. He knows Wilkinson, of course. And… Well, that speaks for itself, I think.”
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This AAR always reminds me of that GTA thing I did, or at least this particular segment of it. And now Andrew Jackson's getting in on it? Hard to get much cooler than that.
Rensslaer: ...Even with the longboats, not everyone would fit. But they freed the soldiers of the encumbrance of supplies and cannon...
putting those cannon in the boats was a double advantage. not only did it save the soldiers the task of moving them by land, but the cannon would have an important stabilizing effect on the boats (as ballast)...
the primary danger is that they don't have the use of the cannon in an ambush... but, the same problem exists (to a lessor extent) if they move the cannon by land.
magnificent update ! !
putting those cannon in the boats was a double advantage. not only did it save the soldiers the task of moving them by land, but the cannon would have an important stabilizing effect on the boats (as ballast)...
the primary danger is that they don't have the use of the cannon in an ambush... but, the same problem exists (to a lessor extent) if they move the cannon by land.
magnificent update ! !
Morpheus506 said:
I remember thinking, when I read your story (which, naturally, I didn't know was yours at the time, by nature of the Guess the Author format...), "Cool! Somebody else knows the story!" Glad you're enjoying! Thanks for keeping up with it.I hadn't thought of the ballast, but you're probably right. And I'm not sure they'd be able to use the cannon in an ambush, if they had the cannon on land. First, they'd need to be placed on their cassions (sp?), because they were carried dismounted. And then (or beforehand) they'd need to be maneuvered in tight confines to make them point at the right spot, from the right spot. All of these things often requires some open room to maneuver, which would have been difficult on the windy, tree-lined trails they would be moving along for much of the way (where ambush would be most likely).GhostWriter said:Rensslaer: ...Even with the longboats, not everyone would fit. But they freed the soldiers of the encumbrance of supplies and cannon...
putting those cannon in the boats was a double advantage. not only did it save the soldiers the task of moving them by land, but the cannon would have an important stabilizing effect on the boats (as ballast)...
the primary danger is that they don't have the use of the cannon in an ambush... but, the same problem exists (to a lessor extent) if they move the cannon by land.
magnificent update ! !
The boats might actually have the freedom to be able to place them in just the right position, though, to be effective!
Thanks for reading, folks!
Rensslaer
In regards to your feedback, you may have more pages, but I am thinking Suv had a bit more story in his 13 pages. Of course, the problem with that AAR was that he never actually got the game off the ground so a nearly impeccable forward is flawed by the lack of actual story to follow. Oh well.
But as for your own story, given time, you will surely move past the above. And in the scene you've just given us, I am smiling as I see the picture of the boats coming to the fort. A nice descriptive job that did not go overboard (woops, pun was not intended), but provided just enough to set the scene and then you hammer us with the one-two punch of Harrison and Jackson. Excellent, as Mr. Burns might say.
Of course, the problem with that AAR was that he never actually got the game off the ground so a nearly impeccable forward is flawed by the lack of actual story to follow. Oh well.But as for your own story, given time, you will surely move past the above. And in the scene you've just given us, I am smiling as I see the picture of the boats coming to the fort. A nice descriptive job that did not go overboard (woops, pun was not intended), but provided just enough to set the scene and then you hammer us with the one-two punch of Harrison and Jackson.
Excellent, as Mr. Burns might say.
Knowing Wilkinson does speak for itself...not exactly a privilege. Good stuff, sir!
Good stuff, sir!