Part 1 - The rough awakening
TimuriAAR : Hrrr.... - He is sleeping.
Soldier : My Khan! We're winning!
TimuriAAR : Hrr... just 5 more minutes! Hrm.... - He is definetly sleeping.
Soldier 2 : Just leave him alone! - He screamed, as he slashed through the Georgian lines. The battle was fierce and the ground was soaked in blood. Actually, the ground was so soaked in blood that the Georgians were basically drowning.
Abu Said Khalil - My Khan! We have conquered Georgia, we are running down survivors! - He was one of the leaders he recruited. Or so TimuriAAR thought. He didn't have a name, so he called him after one of his pet monkeys.
TimuriAAR - ... *yawn* ... Ok... Send them a peace offer. All armies, to the Ottomans! - He shouted to the crowd. - Now please, If you don't mind, I'm trying to sleep here.
Most of the TIMURIDAAR! soldiers- YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaa!!!...a!!...a!...ah? - They were shh'd by the rest of the soldiers.
*2 days laterrrr...*
TimuridAAR has highly enjoyed sleeping over the whole campaign. After he got to himself, he got a spy report. The Ottoman forts were not giving up so easy for a reason. The Ottomans had a master plan. It had to be stopped.
The Ottomans have deeply regreted their lack of knowledge in the area of Maths. Everyone knows that if TimuridAAR wasn't a warlord he would be a nerd.
The TimuridAAR strike was so swift that they left only occupied provinces, skulls and happy Turkish pregnant women. The Turkish didn't excatly know who were they fighting against...
... making them much easier to run and crush them down... and maybe play some chess.
However, problems in the core of the country called. The Swiss were advancing and taking province by province. To ensure stability in our country, some of the men had to come back. The Swiss can't win in our own land.
Fortunately, the war in the Turkish lands were ending, unfortunately for the women In Greece, Bulgaria and Albania. The TimuridAAR hoarde was getting slowly disorganized, making the actual armies thinner and thinner. Therefore, the Happy Tourist Expedition From Samarkand(aka HTEFS) - as TimuridAAR liked to call it - had to come to an end.
The next day, TimuridAAR has booted his way to the Royal Turkish Palace in Greece. He wanted to personally negotiate the peace deal with the Ottoman King/Sultan/Khan/Tribelord/whatever.
TimuridAAR : I want it.
Ottoman King : But you won't get it.
TimuridAAR : Why?
Ottoman King: Well. You only won with my country in 84% so I can give you one province.
TimuridAAR : You got to be kidding me. I'm in your base killing your manz and you just want to give me one province?! - He got all red out of anger.
Ottoman King : Do you have a fever? I really don't want to get sick, you know.
TimuridAAR : I want 3 provinces. And relase that cool beet-coloured thing near Greece.
Ottoman King : This is Madness!
TimuridAAR : THIS IS SA MAR KAND!*echo* - He booted him.
Ottoman King : OUCH! That hurt!
TimuridAAR : Sorry.
Ottoman King : Geesh, fine. have those 3 provinces and albania. You bully! - He ran away crying.
TimuridAAR :

.... Great success!
A few days later, after sleeping the victory parade over, his how-popular-now servant stormed in into his room.
TimuridAAR : Seriously, someone should put doors into my room so I can blame you for not knocking. WHAT?
Servant: My lord, the populace is astonished by your victories. However*cough* as usual *cough* we want *cough* more *cough*.
TimuridAAR: Just give me that piece of parchment and go away. Please. I'm really busy sleeping here. Bye.
On the next following years, The allies of TimuriARRia are slowly recognizing who left the largest amount of pregnant women in the Ottoman war. Apparently, one of them was the Candar Princess, leading Candar's current ruler to suicide. This is apparently great news for our little empire.
The religious situation in Georgia has called for help for many years, in the form of massive amount of rebels. Therefore, TimuridAAR sent an elite force of Woochers to calm them down.
Years later, a quite interesting offer came from a group of fellow peasants shouting outside his humble palace. They wanted someone to undress their lords. That was such a tempting idea that TimuridAAR just couldn't refuse.
The Woochers made a mediocre job. Actually, they only made trouble.
And then... there was The Happening. It was morning. TimuridAAR was lazy and just sitted around, while most of his army was cleaning off the rebel scum out of his land. His servant came in, bloody serious about whatever rebel army was vanquished, whether their remainings have started to siege another province, or whether they do... well... nothing really interesting.
TimuridAAR : For the last time, I do not want to hear this blabbering boredom!
Servant: But you have to, my Khan! Without it, our whole empire shall fall and perish!
TimuridAAR has took out his sword and stabbed him dead.
TimuridAAR : Take his body out of here, and recruit another one!
Servant 2: Yes my Khan!
This kind of situations weren't uncommon in that time. Ruling an empire takes more than just a manly beard. In the evening, TimuridAAR has screamed his throat out, rendering him to shout. He wanted to go to sleep, have some rest. All he wanted, was just a little bit of rest. Someone knocked on the newly-set door.
TimuridAAR : WH*cough* who is it?
TimuridAAR has opened the door. A dark, shadowy figure was there. He had dark red eyes.
TimuridAAR: It's.. you ! I Know YOU!
****: Yes... I'm Spam.
TimuridAAR: Stay away from me! Get away or I'll.. Guaarddd!-s-ss-sss..... - He died.
Unfortunately for TimuridAAR, noone really mourned after his death, apart from his women and some of his military leaders, also women. This is what all the tribe lords waited for. They fought all across the country, burning and killing everyone who oppose them.
There was a good side in the conflict, however. The armies were held by the iron hand of Abu Khalil Said and other leaders who remained loyal to TimuriAARia even after his death.
And so, one of those leaders came to power. His true name is unknown, but to honour his predecessor and to not make the name of his nation, TimuriAARia kind of pointless, he crowned himself TimuridAAR The II, The Khan of TimuriAARia. He had most of the previous army under his control, running down and made the fighting tribe lords submit to the will of TimuridAAR the II.
Unluckily, he wasn't too good at maths. If he wasn't a warlord he would definetly be a serf.
Though extremely effective with rebels, most of them have retreated all the way to the past Ottoman territories and Candar. Speaking of previous Candar, since when was it TimuridAAR's land?

Maybe TimuridAAR the II is the son of the pregnant Candar princess? Who knows?*shrug*
Alas! The rebels have united under one banner, and proclaimed the lands of Candar and Anatolia as their own.
TimuridAAR the II was also known as the silent, because he was simply never seen to actually speak. Nobody really knows why. However, it wasn't a difficulty for TimuridAAR the II to order to vanquish those rebels. He has gone there personally with his loyal army.
Tough times await TimuridAAR the II. He knows he won't be as superior as his predecessor, but he knows one : He shall do his best to leave his mark on TimuriARRia's history.
End of Part 1.
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Damn, seriously it took me around 8 hours to write all this, and edit the pics as well as put them in here. So I really hope you enjoy it

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