Catharclysm-Succession Mega Campaign
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So two more posts are gonna come later today, covering the rest of the world. After those are done, I'll get the game rolling. I'm just gonna be testing CK2 out on a laptop to see if I can get it to play at a good enough speed.
If you haven't got the game started then this might help. The Frankish army is mainly in England now, with about 2 thousand left in the continent so if you destroy their invasion force you can seige Middle Francia to your hearts content. If you have finished conquering the land then you might want to try and assassinate him and holy war his uncle for Normandy or Toulouse, the two most pontentially powerful duchies in the Empire of Frank. Also try not to use retinues, two Pictish Raiders will cost up to 60 ducats per year, really hurting your war chest. And you might want to get your council out of Luden and back to the capital, I've already invested in a few buildings and there is a couple of hundred tech points that have been accummulated over the past century by the Talorcs and Brindei if you need to gain a level in ship building but I would recommed storing them until you can get rid of the years ahead modifier, we have enough men to conquer the mainland without making them much stronger.
My body is so ready for conquering the mainland, getting the first goal'll be a piece of cake.
Wow. Quit reading my mind !
Was gonna ask for a tip. Thanks for the help!
Your welcome for that, and if I might recomend that once the Franks are subdued you might try to holy war for Brunswick against Sweden or for Jylland, just if you want to control Scandinavia it would be a decent starting place.Wow. Quit reading my mind !
King Unuist the Second
The Dream Part 2: Mahabharwhata?
Unuist looked down at the earth as they traveled east. "India...." he said, confused. He didn't know this place existed let alone knew that there was anything east of the Saracen Caliph.
He looked in wonder at the wedge-shaped landmass below. "Never been here before?" Jesus said. "No milord. I never knew there was such a place. I was taught that the world's edge was just beyond Arabia," he said. Jesus chuckled. "I've been here. Lived with some monks in my teens. Cool peaceful dudes. Taught me how to ride a yak," he said. "A... yak?" Unuist said. "It's kind of like a hairy cow," Jesus replied. Unuist spaced out, lost in his mind. Jesus llooked concerned and took Unuist's head in his arms. "Sorry bro. Maybe this is all coming too fast for you. We'll take it slowly," he said.
Rashtrakuta dominates Southeastern India. It encompasses the western coast of India and the Deccan Plateau. Maharaja Kambarasa rules over this kingdom from the interior of the plateau. One of India's greatest commanders, he has the ability to conquer and dominate in the region. But he has not the will. He is content with his lot in life, with no real desire beyond ruling the realm he inherited. With that said he has a claim on the neighboring kingdom of Vengi, so there might be a change in his desires down the road.
Pratihara. A small kingdom wedged between two titans. Encompassing the highlands north of the Deccan Plateau. The ruler of this high realm is Maharani dehanga- dehannigan- de........... Hanna. Maharani Hanna is an aged woman, just turning fifty. While she his well educated and diplomatic, she is incompetent militarily. But what is unique for her is that she has claims on the entirety of both of her large neighbors, even a strong kingdom claim! Could this mean that this little pup will rise over and tear India's giants asunder in a drunken rage? Or will it remain a weak realm to be eventually conquered (by Abbassids). There is only one guarantee, that Hanna will make you drink the wine.
Calukya. The Dry Dry Kingdom. Encompassing the Thar desert and the Western Indo-Gangetic plain. The ruler of this realm is Maharaja Kalla. A peaceful man, who enjoys reading, talking, and torturing small animals (he doesn't kill them). Like Kambarasa down south, he is content with his rule. It seems that India is dominated by gentle giants. Anyways, Kalla's rule is firm and his realm will likely not change at all in the future while he reigns. But he is old, so he might not be long for this world in the future. Who can tell? As long as he eats his greens he'll live a long and happy life.
Ayudha. Dominates the fertile central Indo-Gangetic plain. With Delhi in the west and Kanyakubja in the center, this kingdom is wealthy. Truly it is the heartland of the sub-continent.
Reigning in the rich Kanyakubja, Maharaja Indra-... Indrahani-.... Hydra-...... Maharaja Indiana keeps watch over the realm. Called the "Wise", if being able to spout random factoids counts as being wise. He is more well known for his intrigue. It is rumored that in his youth he joined a secret group, where he learned the ways of cloak and dagger. It is said that he went all around the world, killing people in secrecy and attacking members of a rival secret group. It is said tat he has a blade that he keeps hidden in his arm that can appear at will. Because of this, he got no formal education, which shows in his indulgent waste of his realms riches and his inability to retain any useful knowledge. Regardless, he holds great power and wealth to throw around.
Pala. The Wet Wet Kingdom. Dominating the humid Eastern Indo-Gangetic plains. Extremely rich extremely wet, and extremely dangerous. If its not flooding, its mudslidding. Luckily the ruler of this realm is not affected by the troubles of the peasants below because shut up. Speaking of which, Maharaja Dharmapala rules this realm benevolently. A true gentleman. and a scholar. The pinnacle of rulership, save for his greediness. Ah yes, the riches of Bengal tempts all. He likes to gain and flaunt his wealth. Unfortunately, his spending does little to impact the peasants below. Very reflective of the future state which will inhabit it. Anywyas, he holds claim to the kingdom of Bihar. Maybe Dharmapala will expand his realm (and pockets) through pressing his claim.
Unuist and Jesus sat cross-legged, wrapped in white robes, meditating. Sitting behind them was an Anglo-Saxon man with a sitar, who was strumming a harmonious tune. Unuist looked like he was straining. "Dude, you cannot force yourself into Nirvana," Jesus said. "Sorry milord. It's just hard," he said. "It's supposed to be hard. Took me several years to get there. Just be stalwart," he said. Unuist nodded. "I think I've had enough. Where to next milord?" he said. Jesus looked northward. "Better wrap up dude. Where we are going, its gonna get chill," he said. The carpet then turned and sped northward. But not before passing over a certain region.
Graveyard of empires. The dry mountainous region serves as a barrier to any passing army. And it holds a most interesting religion. Zun hold's strong here still. But for how long?
Satrap Piroz rules over this realm. A faithful follower of Zun. He raises his sword against any infidels who stand in his way. He is also extremely paranoid, probably from being surrounded by people who want to kill him. He is also possessed by evil spirits, which makes him unpredictable. Truly ironic for a faithful follower of Zun. Maybe his religious fervor is inspired by a desire to rid himself of the spirits within him.
As they flew over the region, the Anglo-Saxon man started singing a song.
The Dream Part 2: Mahabharwhata?
Unuist looked down at the earth as they traveled east. "India...." he said, confused. He didn't know this place existed let alone knew that there was anything east of the Saracen Caliph.
He looked in wonder at the wedge-shaped landmass below. "Never been here before?" Jesus said. "No milord. I never knew there was such a place. I was taught that the world's edge was just beyond Arabia," he said. Jesus chuckled. "I've been here. Lived with some monks in my teens. Cool peaceful dudes. Taught me how to ride a yak," he said. "A... yak?" Unuist said. "It's kind of like a hairy cow," Jesus replied. Unuist spaced out, lost in his mind. Jesus llooked concerned and took Unuist's head in his arms. "Sorry bro. Maybe this is all coming too fast for you. We'll take it slowly," he said.
Rashtrakuta dominates Southeastern India. It encompasses the western coast of India and the Deccan Plateau. Maharaja Kambarasa rules over this kingdom from the interior of the plateau. One of India's greatest commanders, he has the ability to conquer and dominate in the region. But he has not the will. He is content with his lot in life, with no real desire beyond ruling the realm he inherited. With that said he has a claim on the neighboring kingdom of Vengi, so there might be a change in his desires down the road.
Pratihara. A small kingdom wedged between two titans. Encompassing the highlands north of the Deccan Plateau. The ruler of this high realm is Maharani dehanga- dehannigan- de........... Hanna. Maharani Hanna is an aged woman, just turning fifty. While she his well educated and diplomatic, she is incompetent militarily. But what is unique for her is that she has claims on the entirety of both of her large neighbors, even a strong kingdom claim! Could this mean that this little pup will rise over and tear India's giants asunder in a drunken rage? Or will it remain a weak realm to be eventually conquered (by Abbassids). There is only one guarantee, that Hanna will make you drink the wine.
Calukya. The Dry Dry Kingdom. Encompassing the Thar desert and the Western Indo-Gangetic plain. The ruler of this realm is Maharaja Kalla. A peaceful man, who enjoys reading, talking, and torturing small animals (he doesn't kill them). Like Kambarasa down south, he is content with his rule. It seems that India is dominated by gentle giants. Anyways, Kalla's rule is firm and his realm will likely not change at all in the future while he reigns. But he is old, so he might not be long for this world in the future. Who can tell? As long as he eats his greens he'll live a long and happy life.
Ayudha. Dominates the fertile central Indo-Gangetic plain. With Delhi in the west and Kanyakubja in the center, this kingdom is wealthy. Truly it is the heartland of the sub-continent.
Reigning in the rich Kanyakubja, Maharaja Indra-... Indrahani-.... Hydra-...... Maharaja Indiana keeps watch over the realm. Called the "Wise", if being able to spout random factoids counts as being wise. He is more well known for his intrigue. It is rumored that in his youth he joined a secret group, where he learned the ways of cloak and dagger. It is said that he went all around the world, killing people in secrecy and attacking members of a rival secret group. It is said tat he has a blade that he keeps hidden in his arm that can appear at will. Because of this, he got no formal education, which shows in his indulgent waste of his realms riches and his inability to retain any useful knowledge. Regardless, he holds great power and wealth to throw around.
Pala. The Wet Wet Kingdom. Dominating the humid Eastern Indo-Gangetic plains. Extremely rich extremely wet, and extremely dangerous. If its not flooding, its mudslidding. Luckily the ruler of this realm is not affected by the troubles of the peasants below because shut up. Speaking of which, Maharaja Dharmapala rules this realm benevolently. A true gentleman. and a scholar. The pinnacle of rulership, save for his greediness. Ah yes, the riches of Bengal tempts all. He likes to gain and flaunt his wealth. Unfortunately, his spending does little to impact the peasants below. Very reflective of the future state which will inhabit it. Anywyas, he holds claim to the kingdom of Bihar. Maybe Dharmapala will expand his realm (and pockets) through pressing his claim.
Unuist and Jesus sat cross-legged, wrapped in white robes, meditating. Sitting behind them was an Anglo-Saxon man with a sitar, who was strumming a harmonious tune. Unuist looked like he was straining. "Dude, you cannot force yourself into Nirvana," Jesus said. "Sorry milord. It's just hard," he said. "It's supposed to be hard. Took me several years to get there. Just be stalwart," he said. Unuist nodded. "I think I've had enough. Where to next milord?" he said. Jesus looked northward. "Better wrap up dude. Where we are going, its gonna get chill," he said. The carpet then turned and sped northward. But not before passing over a certain region.
Graveyard of empires. The dry mountainous region serves as a barrier to any passing army. And it holds a most interesting religion. Zun hold's strong here still. But for how long?
Satrap Piroz rules over this realm. A faithful follower of Zun. He raises his sword against any infidels who stand in his way. He is also extremely paranoid, probably from being surrounded by people who want to kill him. He is also possessed by evil spirits, which makes him unpredictable. Truly ironic for a faithful follower of Zun. Maybe his religious fervor is inspired by a desire to rid himself of the spirits within him.
As they flew over the region, the Anglo-Saxon man started singing a song.
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Indeed. One day we will own this place and make it cathar. Because meditating is boring.
Anyways, I got a full schedule today. Here is how it's set
Class
Dentist appointment
Meeting with counselor
Lab
Clubs
Add homework and it creates a time vortex. I have some spots where I can get the last dream sequence in. But I'll probably be staying up all night, so I'll start the game then.
Curious how being fueled solely on Rockstar and Nos will effect my performance
I love how you guys already decide on our spot
It's up to the person that is going to be next to choose Same for our doctrine in Vic2
It's up to the person that is going to be next to choose
Same for our doctrine in Vic2
Sorry for double post BTW, but did something happen? Because the deadline is tomorrow so you should hurry up soon
No pressure though, 18 hours is still a lot of time.
No pressure though, 18 hours is still a lot of time.
Uni happened. Not only was I dead tired after all my events yesterday, I also had homework. So I got up early to do that. After that, I had class. And now I'm with my group finishing a project.
School takes precedence, so that's why there is not much updating. But I'm happy to say that I have time this weekend! I'll update this evening and then start the game. A gameplay update should finally be up tonight or tomorrow morning.
School takes precedence, so that's why there is not much updating. But I'm happy to say that I have time this weekend! I'll update this evening and then start the game. A gameplay update should finally be up tonight or tomorrow morning.
Well in the game we have taken the entire British Isles, excepting Ireland and the Faoroes, and are invading Middle Francia. Much more has happened but thats th general gist of it, I belive Misiame has posted a few screenshots of the world if you wish to see an image.Can someone explain to me what happened I'm a little behind
Can someone explain to me what happened I'm a little behind
We took England and part of Wales (?) got civilized now, pressign claims on Francia, getting in to the mainland, british isles and the emerald isles are almost all Cathar.
My good man we got the whole of Wales! And Ireland (the 'Emerald Isle') is completely Cathar, as is Scotland and much of England and Wales. Soon all the isles in that most influential of archipelagos, Great Britain, Ireland, and of course the Faoroes shall be under Kraka-Tur and Cathar rule.
King Unuist the Second
The Dream Part Three: The Eventual Crusade
Despite going further north, the climate was still warm. Unuist, now decked out in a thick yak fur suit, was sweating. "I thought you said I needed to bundle up Milord," he said. Jesus unfazed by the temperature, looked at Unuist. "Sorry dude. Bit too quick on the draw," he said.
The realm of Khazaria stretches across the steppes to the Sea of Azov. The people of this realm follow an organized version of the Tengri faith, codified in a text. They worship the Sky-Father through organized ritual and a high priest heads it. But there exists people who don't follow this organized version. They worship through their own rituals and reject the high priest as their head of religion, preferring local shamans. There are also some who don't worship either, and following a Gnostic religion. The leader of this kingdom is Khan Bulan. A devout and virtuous man. He follows the new organized Tengri and converts zealously. He is nicknamed the Winter King, not only because of his light complexion but also because his temper is more furious than the fiercest blizzards. Despite all this, he is not the best ruler, only being moderately skilled in diplomacy. But who knows what this man can accomplish, especially with a unified faith and devout followers on his side.
They flew over the steppes, meeting their end at the start of great forests. The temperature started dropping at this point. The Yak fur suit would have been helpful if it wasn't drenched in sweat.
The realm of the Slavs. Three notable kingdoms appear before us. Rus, Ruthenia, and Poland. Each one powerful, each one headed by a unique ruler.
King Dalimir rules over Poland. Nicknamed the Witch King by the surrounding realms. It is said that spirits reside in his body and he talks to them, performs odd rituals in the dark, and appeases them. Despite this, he is a humble and kind man. He prefers the pen to the sword, yet has a short temper. Will this communicator with spirits use his powers to expand his realm? Or will his oddness be the downfall of him.
King Viacheslav rules Ruthenia with a just hand. He is a humble man who praises others, even the lowliest courtier. But the man has an intense envy, always vying the titles of his father. Even when he died, it did not leave him, as his brother ruled the other half of his father's realm. His burning desire is to unite the two realms under him. He is a master of intrigue. He has eyes and ears everywhere he wants them. His plotting skills are unmatched. He holds puppet strings in one hand, and a knife in the other. He is nicknamed "The Shadow" for his mastery of espionage.
King Vyshata rules Ruthenia fairly. Unlike his brother, he is a kind soul. He is a hardworking and patient man, and sees little value in overindulging in food. And he is an acknowledge master of melee... well... was. It was by great misfortune or a curse that his eyesight left him. He always had seeing problems, completely unable to see far distances. But it only worsened, until it left him completely. Despite this impediment, he still retains most of his combat skill. It is said that he can see his foes with his ears. This gave him the nickname "The Bat". He only has one vice and that is money. Despite his lack of eyesight, he has a taste for fashion. It is said he wears a cloth smooth to the touch from the East. His brother rules south of him, and he knows he will come for his title one day. So he stands watch, waiting to hear his brothers footsteps march from the horizon.
Unuist, now held in the embrace of a bear, looked surprised to see the carpet make a sharp turn south. "Why are we going south milord? I thought north was our direction?" he said. "Pit stop dude," Jesus replied, "We'll be going back north after this, just chill."
The Eastern Roman Empire. How hard has it fallen... it is such a pity... Once a great state now shattered and disconnected. The Abbasids have done a number on them, and it looks like it won't stop. It'll take a great ruler to stop the empire from being chew up piece by piece.
And it's definitely not this one. Emperor Konstantinos, nicknamed Konstantfail by his vassals, is incompetent in all regards. He excels in nothing, only managing to be competent with his tongue, but only enough to swoon wenches. While a brave man, his bravery won't be enough to stop the muslims from taking imperial lands.
Lombardia rules over most of the Italian peninsula. The heartlands of the Roman Empire, now ruled over by barbaric germans from the north. But centuries have passed and the Lombards are more assimilated into the latin culture, becoming native to the lands alongside the Italians. The kingdom is powerful, and whoever rules will have great say in the future.
Queen Kriemhild rules over Lombardia benevolently. She is a gentle and learned woman. She is a woman of philosophy and science, and does experiments on her own time. Though her obsession causes her to shut herself in, shooing away human interaction. For her age, her wits have not left her. Lombardia will experience peace for years to come.
After buying Greens paraphernalia and dropping it off at the Vatican, the carpet turned back northwards. Unuist in preparation put on his yak fur suit and huddled into the bear.
Scandinavia, once a disunited land of tribes, is now a disunited realm of kingdoms. Two stand out the most. Svipjod, and Finland.
King Bertil is a smart man who thinks quick on his feet. He is skilled in war and is kind to his vassal. Though he shies away from most women, saving his love for his wife and concubine. He rules Svipjod proper, holding great power. Will he continue terrorizing Europe with bands of raiders, or will he covet more and take the holdings for himself?
King Sigurd rules Finland from the port-castle of Narva. The man is no warrior, trained in tongues and scared of blades. He keeps to his castle, constantly reading books bought or acquired from raiding monasteries. But his skill in tongues and intrigue keeps his vassals calm. Excepts when he lashes out at them or insults their intelligence. He apologizes though. His hold on Finland is firm, though it'll take someone else to truly take advantage of its power.
Unuist looked down at the world below with fascination, but was taken aback when the carpet started lifting up. Unuist turned to Jesus. "Milord, why are we going up?" he said, passing through clouds. When they were through the clouds, he was shocked to see that he was naked again, just like in the beginning. Jesus scooted over and placed his hands on Unuist's shoulders.
"My friend, why do you think I brought you here. To see the world?" he said, the strange accent gone, replaced with a soothing tone. "Milord, I don't know... It's so surreal..." he said. "My friend, your father and grandfather have diligently spread my words throughout your home islands. But my word shall not be contained to just them. I ask you as a friend and a devout follower to spread my good words to all the people of this world," Jesus said. Unuist nodded. "I will. I will spread your word everywhere. Even my last breathes will be used to speak of you," Unuist said, bowing. Jesus smiled.
And with that, he was falling. He felt no fear as he plummeted to to the earth. His arms were spread wide, as if to catch the earth when he landed. Through the clouds, he could finally see the world below.
Unuist smiled. "Soon," he said, seconds before hitting the ground.
Unuist woke up from his sleep. He could hear fighting outside his tent. He looked to see the French and his men fighting. The remainder left from yesterday's battle had ambushed their camp, trying to cause as many casualties as possible. Unuist could feel his blood pumping. He grabbed his shield and sword and charged out armorless to meet his foes. The fight was short. Unuist had taken down five French soldiers before they started running. As they ran, Unuist screamed from the top of his lungs. "For the Glory of God and His Son our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!" The camp returned with various cheers of victory. Today was the beginning of the end for the French.
The Dream Part Three: The Eventual Crusade
Despite going further north, the climate was still warm. Unuist, now decked out in a thick yak fur suit, was sweating. "I thought you said I needed to bundle up Milord," he said. Jesus unfazed by the temperature, looked at Unuist. "Sorry dude. Bit too quick on the draw," he said.
The realm of Khazaria stretches across the steppes to the Sea of Azov. The people of this realm follow an organized version of the Tengri faith, codified in a text. They worship the Sky-Father through organized ritual and a high priest heads it. But there exists people who don't follow this organized version. They worship through their own rituals and reject the high priest as their head of religion, preferring local shamans. There are also some who don't worship either, and following a Gnostic religion. The leader of this kingdom is Khan Bulan. A devout and virtuous man. He follows the new organized Tengri and converts zealously. He is nicknamed the Winter King, not only because of his light complexion but also because his temper is more furious than the fiercest blizzards. Despite all this, he is not the best ruler, only being moderately skilled in diplomacy. But who knows what this man can accomplish, especially with a unified faith and devout followers on his side.
They flew over the steppes, meeting their end at the start of great forests. The temperature started dropping at this point. The Yak fur suit would have been helpful if it wasn't drenched in sweat.
The realm of the Slavs. Three notable kingdoms appear before us. Rus, Ruthenia, and Poland. Each one powerful, each one headed by a unique ruler.
King Dalimir rules over Poland. Nicknamed the Witch King by the surrounding realms. It is said that spirits reside in his body and he talks to them, performs odd rituals in the dark, and appeases them. Despite this, he is a humble and kind man. He prefers the pen to the sword, yet has a short temper. Will this communicator with spirits use his powers to expand his realm? Or will his oddness be the downfall of him.
King Viacheslav rules Ruthenia with a just hand. He is a humble man who praises others, even the lowliest courtier. But the man has an intense envy, always vying the titles of his father. Even when he died, it did not leave him, as his brother ruled the other half of his father's realm. His burning desire is to unite the two realms under him. He is a master of intrigue. He has eyes and ears everywhere he wants them. His plotting skills are unmatched. He holds puppet strings in one hand, and a knife in the other. He is nicknamed "The Shadow" for his mastery of espionage.
King Vyshata rules Ruthenia fairly. Unlike his brother, he is a kind soul. He is a hardworking and patient man, and sees little value in overindulging in food. And he is an acknowledge master of melee... well... was. It was by great misfortune or a curse that his eyesight left him. He always had seeing problems, completely unable to see far distances. But it only worsened, until it left him completely. Despite this impediment, he still retains most of his combat skill. It is said that he can see his foes with his ears. This gave him the nickname "The Bat". He only has one vice and that is money. Despite his lack of eyesight, he has a taste for fashion. It is said he wears a cloth smooth to the touch from the East. His brother rules south of him, and he knows he will come for his title one day. So he stands watch, waiting to hear his brothers footsteps march from the horizon.
Unuist, now held in the embrace of a bear, looked surprised to see the carpet make a sharp turn south. "Why are we going south milord? I thought north was our direction?" he said. "Pit stop dude," Jesus replied, "We'll be going back north after this, just chill."
The Eastern Roman Empire. How hard has it fallen... it is such a pity... Once a great state now shattered and disconnected. The Abbasids have done a number on them, and it looks like it won't stop. It'll take a great ruler to stop the empire from being chew up piece by piece.
And it's definitely not this one. Emperor Konstantinos, nicknamed Konstantfail by his vassals, is incompetent in all regards. He excels in nothing, only managing to be competent with his tongue, but only enough to swoon wenches. While a brave man, his bravery won't be enough to stop the muslims from taking imperial lands.
Lombardia rules over most of the Italian peninsula. The heartlands of the Roman Empire, now ruled over by barbaric germans from the north. But centuries have passed and the Lombards are more assimilated into the latin culture, becoming native to the lands alongside the Italians. The kingdom is powerful, and whoever rules will have great say in the future.
Queen Kriemhild rules over Lombardia benevolently. She is a gentle and learned woman. She is a woman of philosophy and science, and does experiments on her own time. Though her obsession causes her to shut herself in, shooing away human interaction. For her age, her wits have not left her. Lombardia will experience peace for years to come.
After buying Greens paraphernalia and dropping it off at the Vatican, the carpet turned back northwards. Unuist in preparation put on his yak fur suit and huddled into the bear.
Scandinavia, once a disunited land of tribes, is now a disunited realm of kingdoms. Two stand out the most. Svipjod, and Finland.
King Bertil is a smart man who thinks quick on his feet. He is skilled in war and is kind to his vassal. Though he shies away from most women, saving his love for his wife and concubine. He rules Svipjod proper, holding great power. Will he continue terrorizing Europe with bands of raiders, or will he covet more and take the holdings for himself?
King Sigurd rules Finland from the port-castle of Narva. The man is no warrior, trained in tongues and scared of blades. He keeps to his castle, constantly reading books bought or acquired from raiding monasteries. But his skill in tongues and intrigue keeps his vassals calm. Excepts when he lashes out at them or insults their intelligence. He apologizes though. His hold on Finland is firm, though it'll take someone else to truly take advantage of its power.
Unuist looked down at the world below with fascination, but was taken aback when the carpet started lifting up. Unuist turned to Jesus. "Milord, why are we going up?" he said, passing through clouds. When they were through the clouds, he was shocked to see that he was naked again, just like in the beginning. Jesus scooted over and placed his hands on Unuist's shoulders.
"My friend, why do you think I brought you here. To see the world?" he said, the strange accent gone, replaced with a soothing tone. "Milord, I don't know... It's so surreal..." he said. "My friend, your father and grandfather have diligently spread my words throughout your home islands. But my word shall not be contained to just them. I ask you as a friend and a devout follower to spread my good words to all the people of this world," Jesus said. Unuist nodded. "I will. I will spread your word everywhere. Even my last breathes will be used to speak of you," Unuist said, bowing. Jesus smiled.
And with that, he was falling. He felt no fear as he plummeted to to the earth. His arms were spread wide, as if to catch the earth when he landed. Through the clouds, he could finally see the world below.
Unuist smiled. "Soon," he said, seconds before hitting the ground.
Unuist woke up from his sleep. He could hear fighting outside his tent. He looked to see the French and his men fighting. The remainder left from yesterday's battle had ambushed their camp, trying to cause as many casualties as possible. Unuist could feel his blood pumping. He grabbed his shield and sword and charged out armorless to meet his foes. The fight was short. Unuist had taken down five French soldiers before they started running. As they ran, Unuist screamed from the top of his lungs. "For the Glory of God and His Son our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!" The camp returned with various cheers of victory. Today was the beginning of the end for the French.