Concept:
A veteran fighter (L31) from previous game were we conquered parts of Kergits and Sarranids comes in an entire new world.
This world is also new for me, first time I play this mod, so I'll be able to write what the character feels.
It's the character itself that tells the story.
My base idea is based on 'the Lord of the Rings' as you can see at the names i use: Aragorn, Knights of Rohan, Kingdom of Rohan,... .
I've learned from the mistakes I made in my previous AAR's, so i hope you'll like this one better.
Expect this AAR to be a long one, the game devellops great and it'll take a while before my character can get to the wars as he has to equip and train companions and get to know them. He has to get to know the new troops he's facing. And starting over again to gain good relations with the lords. This will be my first Big AAR.
Difficulty:
Damage to Player: Normal
Damage to Friends: Normal
Combat AI: Good
Campaign AI: Good
Combat Speed: Normal
Battle Size: 150
Mods:
Prologue:
Age of Change
Story:
Sword Song
Added:
- Since chapter 2 I use the Better Banners Mod.
- Since chapter 2 I use the Historic Castles Project - the British Isles, in which nine castles have been replaced by very good replicas of old British castles, pretty nice for a Brithish mod.
- Since chapter 2 I use the More Metal Sound Mod V2.1, where the battle sounds are enriched with more metal sounds.
- Since chapter 3 I modded the game so I had disposal of the war horse and the charger again as they were left out in the mod. The entire modding is descriped in medieval ways in chapter 3 itself, together with all my faults and errors.
Overview of the chapters:
Prologue, The King
Getting Settled
Chapter 1, The Mercenary
Chapter 2, The Vassal
Chapter 3, The Rise Of The Horse
Knights of Rohan
Prologue
My hair began to turn gray when this story started, no, not a story, it’s more like a flight. You might think great kings don’t need to run away, but we do. It all happened the day I gave a party for my 16 royal knights, my best soldiers, my local-counterpart. Their names have to be remembered forever!
Alayen, Ymira, Jeremus, Bunduk, Bahestur, Firentis, Deshavi, Matheld, Nizar, Borcha, Klethi, Katrin, Artimenner, Marnid, Rolf, Lezalit. One by one fine soldiers and friends. All held a piece of land in my kingdom.
The party was one of the best ever given, abundance of food and wine, lots of things to talk about. This would be a party to remember! And remembering we will. A tradition in the Kingdom of Rohan was that knights could wear their favourable weapon during a feast, that was our luck that night. I stood up to bring a toast to these fine knights as all of a sudden the door was taken down, and before us we saw 36 men, all dressed in black clothing and black coats. As they stood in the shadow nobody would be able to see them, so black their clothes were. I knew who they were, I knew what they came to do. These men were mercenaries, hired to kill kings and great knights. They are the Dark Army, nobody knows their numbers, nobody knows their whereabouts. But we knew we were outnumbered 2:1, and if these men were just normal soldiers they would be killed in a minute. Although these men weren’t normal soldiers, they were trained to kill. The battle started quickly after they ran into the hall. I told my wife to run away and go to somewhere else, another town even. Bariyye wasn’t save anymore. The leader of the squad came towards me, followed by a soldier that looked alike. Soon I would find out this was a relative of him. In my entire career from knight to mercenary to vassal to king I never met any soldier that was a challenge to beat. That night I would be experience the challenge still existed.
The youngest of them started his attack, it looked like he wanted to impress his leader. His blows were tough to block due to his size, but he wasn’t a good fighter. I blocked all his attacks and after 3 blows I found an undefended spot, I turned out to my left to evade his attack and I stroke. It was a perfect hit, his entire right flank was split open, and he felt to the ground. Dead. My other opponent became furious, and he started his attack as soon as I was in his reach. The speed with which he wielded his sword was never seen and I had for the first time in my life problems with defeating an opponent. The fight kept going on till my arm became heavy; my enemy seemed to be as fit as in the beginning of the fight. When I blocked an overhead blow I saw Artimenner fall. He had a sword right in his chest. He was the oldest of us all. Nobody knew his exact age, but he had to be around 70 or even more. The fact that he felt took down my guard and I was hit in my left leg. A small wound in the upper leg, nothing mortal but very annoying. Nizar, Borcha and Rolf would go down next, followed by Firentis and Marnid.
I felt a strange feeling. I never thought I would lose one of these guys. I turned out to my right this time and started my own series of blows towards my enemy. Whatever I did, he always parried or blocked my attacks. Bahestur and Lezalit were killed soon after I started my attacks. The only male knights left were Alayen, Bunduk and Jeremus. My best knights. I started wondering why only the male knights were killed already and the women were still standing. I wish every day again I didn’t had to witness the answer on that question. The last 3 male knights were captured by the enemy and stripped from all their clothing and weapons. My opponent pushed my back to the corner of the room, I was stuck. More Dark Soldiers came towards me and soon I was overwhelmed. They took me captive but made a simple mistake, they didn’t stripped me from my clothing as small token of respect. They couldn’t know I had a dagger under my shirt. But my plan to use him was quickly disrupted when they putted my in front of Alayen, Bunduk and Jeremus, face to face. They decapitated them right in my face! I saw them die! Too depressed to be able to do something I let myself be taken away.
In my head I see all my achievements again.
They took me to the upper part of the hall. A place from where you could see everything that happened down there. I was my wife fighting too, she used my single-handed sword. Unfortunately I also saw how she was defeated in battle and captured. The other women would follow the same faith. All six women were cuffed and their weapons taken. I thought it was all over now, as the enemy soldiers started to clean up the mess they made. Soon they would kill me and the women. My kingdom was destroyed. I could have conquered the rest of Calradia without a problem. The current kings were weak, and so were their armies. ‘Keep your eyes open.’ That’s what one of my guards told me. I didn’t understand why as there was nothing more to see. That changed quickly. I saw the leader of the enemy entering the hall again, together with 5 other soldiers. That moment I would know why the women were spared during the battle. The enemy became wild when they came closer to the women. I should have closed my eyes, but one way or the other I couldn’t. My wife and my 5 female knights were raped like they were nothing more than animals. It wouldn’t take long or they started to moan from pain. The enemy didn’t mind it, they continued like what they did was just a walk in the park. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I pulled my dagger and killed my two guards in an eyewink. My sword I found not far away, on a table, with sheath and all. I gasped it on and went down. This time it was the enemy who was surprised and I killed 5 of them before they knew what happened. They all came towards with me with their swords ready to strike. I noticed I didn’t hear the women anymore. I tried to see what happened, but all I saw was blood. Lots of blood. Their torture had finally ended. I had nothing left here but death. So I ran away, I ran to the stables. The stables were empty! Our attacker knew what they were doing. I kept running through the streets like a fool. I ran to the town tavern, The Galloping Pony. The bartender was a good friend of mine. I asked If he had a horse for me. He had. He gave it to me, I mounted and took off. The enemy was close behind me. I could see them. We rode through the streets of Bariyye. The gate came in sight. I shouted to the guards to open it. It went to slow! It would never be open by the time I reached it!
Like I miracle the gate was open far enough for me and my horse. Now we were in the wilderness. The pursuit didn’t end. The enemy kept following, and I kept rushing my horse. We rode through the entire desert. We came into Swadian territory. Praven! Praven would be my rescue. There I could get on a ship! But what if these men still followed me? That would be troubles for later, first we had to make it to Praven. It became noon, I was riding towards a big hill, but if I remembered well there was an open field behind it, followed by a forest. There I would try to lose my pursuers. Unwanted we rode right into a battle between the Swadians and the Nords. Chaos is the only word that would give it the right imagination.
After a hard time I was in the forest, I didn’t looked back. I feared even more pursuers were behind me since one of the Nord warlords thought I was a Swadian night. I had to kill him. Nord Svenners started to chase me down. I kept riding, night felt over the country. If I was lucky I would be able to reach Praven before tomorrow night. I was tired; I didn’t sleep for 48 hours already. If I could stay awake till tomorrow night was a mystery.
After a long journey I finally arrived in Praven, I asked to harbourmaster which ship would be the first to leave. ‘The Golden Hawk’ he said. I went to The Golden Hawk and shipped in. The next 30 minutes would be the longest of my life, looking to the horizon whether I saw riders coming or not.
Nothing happened and my voyage began. A veteran knight and king who lost everything was now sailing to Britannia, a barbarian island. I didn’t know what to expect.
Notes:
This is the inspiration for my character's look.
This is the character when I started it.
This is the character once i had my Kingdom of Rohan.
This is the detail of the character.
A veteran fighter (L31) from previous game were we conquered parts of Kergits and Sarranids comes in an entire new world.
This world is also new for me, first time I play this mod, so I'll be able to write what the character feels.
It's the character itself that tells the story.
My base idea is based on 'the Lord of the Rings' as you can see at the names i use: Aragorn, Knights of Rohan, Kingdom of Rohan,... .
I've learned from the mistakes I made in my previous AAR's, so i hope you'll like this one better.
Expect this AAR to be a long one, the game devellops great and it'll take a while before my character can get to the wars as he has to equip and train companions and get to know them. He has to get to know the new troops he's facing. And starting over again to gain good relations with the lords. This will be my first Big AAR.
Difficulty:
Damage to Player: Normal
Damage to Friends: Normal
Combat AI: Good
Campaign AI: Good
Combat Speed: Normal
Battle Size: 150
Mods:
Prologue:
Age of Change
Story:
Sword Song
Added:
- Since chapter 2 I use the Better Banners Mod.
- Since chapter 2 I use the Historic Castles Project - the British Isles, in which nine castles have been replaced by very good replicas of old British castles, pretty nice for a Brithish mod.
- Since chapter 2 I use the More Metal Sound Mod V2.1, where the battle sounds are enriched with more metal sounds.
- Since chapter 3 I modded the game so I had disposal of the war horse and the charger again as they were left out in the mod. The entire modding is descriped in medieval ways in chapter 3 itself, together with all my faults and errors.
Overview of the chapters:
Prologue, The King
Getting Settled
Chapter 1, The Mercenary
Chapter 2, The Vassal
Chapter 3, The Rise Of The Horse
Knights of Rohan
Prologue
My hair began to turn gray when this story started, no, not a story, it’s more like a flight. You might think great kings don’t need to run away, but we do. It all happened the day I gave a party for my 16 royal knights, my best soldiers, my local-counterpart. Their names have to be remembered forever!
Alayen, Ymira, Jeremus, Bunduk, Bahestur, Firentis, Deshavi, Matheld, Nizar, Borcha, Klethi, Katrin, Artimenner, Marnid, Rolf, Lezalit. One by one fine soldiers and friends. All held a piece of land in my kingdom.
The party was one of the best ever given, abundance of food and wine, lots of things to talk about. This would be a party to remember! And remembering we will. A tradition in the Kingdom of Rohan was that knights could wear their favourable weapon during a feast, that was our luck that night. I stood up to bring a toast to these fine knights as all of a sudden the door was taken down, and before us we saw 36 men, all dressed in black clothing and black coats. As they stood in the shadow nobody would be able to see them, so black their clothes were. I knew who they were, I knew what they came to do. These men were mercenaries, hired to kill kings and great knights. They are the Dark Army, nobody knows their numbers, nobody knows their whereabouts. But we knew we were outnumbered 2:1, and if these men were just normal soldiers they would be killed in a minute. Although these men weren’t normal soldiers, they were trained to kill. The battle started quickly after they ran into the hall. I told my wife to run away and go to somewhere else, another town even. Bariyye wasn’t save anymore. The leader of the squad came towards me, followed by a soldier that looked alike. Soon I would find out this was a relative of him. In my entire career from knight to mercenary to vassal to king I never met any soldier that was a challenge to beat. That night I would be experience the challenge still existed.
The youngest of them started his attack, it looked like he wanted to impress his leader. His blows were tough to block due to his size, but he wasn’t a good fighter. I blocked all his attacks and after 3 blows I found an undefended spot, I turned out to my left to evade his attack and I stroke. It was a perfect hit, his entire right flank was split open, and he felt to the ground. Dead. My other opponent became furious, and he started his attack as soon as I was in his reach. The speed with which he wielded his sword was never seen and I had for the first time in my life problems with defeating an opponent. The fight kept going on till my arm became heavy; my enemy seemed to be as fit as in the beginning of the fight. When I blocked an overhead blow I saw Artimenner fall. He had a sword right in his chest. He was the oldest of us all. Nobody knew his exact age, but he had to be around 70 or even more. The fact that he felt took down my guard and I was hit in my left leg. A small wound in the upper leg, nothing mortal but very annoying. Nizar, Borcha and Rolf would go down next, followed by Firentis and Marnid.
I felt a strange feeling. I never thought I would lose one of these guys. I turned out to my right this time and started my own series of blows towards my enemy. Whatever I did, he always parried or blocked my attacks. Bahestur and Lezalit were killed soon after I started my attacks. The only male knights left were Alayen, Bunduk and Jeremus. My best knights. I started wondering why only the male knights were killed already and the women were still standing. I wish every day again I didn’t had to witness the answer on that question. The last 3 male knights were captured by the enemy and stripped from all their clothing and weapons. My opponent pushed my back to the corner of the room, I was stuck. More Dark Soldiers came towards me and soon I was overwhelmed. They took me captive but made a simple mistake, they didn’t stripped me from my clothing as small token of respect. They couldn’t know I had a dagger under my shirt. But my plan to use him was quickly disrupted when they putted my in front of Alayen, Bunduk and Jeremus, face to face. They decapitated them right in my face! I saw them die! Too depressed to be able to do something I let myself be taken away.
In my head I see all my achievements again.
They took me to the upper part of the hall. A place from where you could see everything that happened down there. I was my wife fighting too, she used my single-handed sword. Unfortunately I also saw how she was defeated in battle and captured. The other women would follow the same faith. All six women were cuffed and their weapons taken. I thought it was all over now, as the enemy soldiers started to clean up the mess they made. Soon they would kill me and the women. My kingdom was destroyed. I could have conquered the rest of Calradia without a problem. The current kings were weak, and so were their armies. ‘Keep your eyes open.’ That’s what one of my guards told me. I didn’t understand why as there was nothing more to see. That changed quickly. I saw the leader of the enemy entering the hall again, together with 5 other soldiers. That moment I would know why the women were spared during the battle. The enemy became wild when they came closer to the women. I should have closed my eyes, but one way or the other I couldn’t. My wife and my 5 female knights were raped like they were nothing more than animals. It wouldn’t take long or they started to moan from pain. The enemy didn’t mind it, they continued like what they did was just a walk in the park. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I pulled my dagger and killed my two guards in an eyewink. My sword I found not far away, on a table, with sheath and all. I gasped it on and went down. This time it was the enemy who was surprised and I killed 5 of them before they knew what happened. They all came towards with me with their swords ready to strike. I noticed I didn’t hear the women anymore. I tried to see what happened, but all I saw was blood. Lots of blood. Their torture had finally ended. I had nothing left here but death. So I ran away, I ran to the stables. The stables were empty! Our attacker knew what they were doing. I kept running through the streets like a fool. I ran to the town tavern, The Galloping Pony. The bartender was a good friend of mine. I asked If he had a horse for me. He had. He gave it to me, I mounted and took off. The enemy was close behind me. I could see them. We rode through the streets of Bariyye. The gate came in sight. I shouted to the guards to open it. It went to slow! It would never be open by the time I reached it!
Like I miracle the gate was open far enough for me and my horse. Now we were in the wilderness. The pursuit didn’t end. The enemy kept following, and I kept rushing my horse. We rode through the entire desert. We came into Swadian territory. Praven! Praven would be my rescue. There I could get on a ship! But what if these men still followed me? That would be troubles for later, first we had to make it to Praven. It became noon, I was riding towards a big hill, but if I remembered well there was an open field behind it, followed by a forest. There I would try to lose my pursuers. Unwanted we rode right into a battle between the Swadians and the Nords. Chaos is the only word that would give it the right imagination.
After a hard time I was in the forest, I didn’t looked back. I feared even more pursuers were behind me since one of the Nord warlords thought I was a Swadian night. I had to kill him. Nord Svenners started to chase me down. I kept riding, night felt over the country. If I was lucky I would be able to reach Praven before tomorrow night. I was tired; I didn’t sleep for 48 hours already. If I could stay awake till tomorrow night was a mystery.
After a long journey I finally arrived in Praven, I asked to harbourmaster which ship would be the first to leave. ‘The Golden Hawk’ he said. I went to The Golden Hawk and shipped in. The next 30 minutes would be the longest of my life, looking to the horizon whether I saw riders coming or not.
Nothing happened and my voyage began. A veteran knight and king who lost everything was now sailing to Britannia, a barbarian island. I didn’t know what to expect.
Notes:
This is the inspiration for my character's look.
This is the character when I started it.
This is the character once i had my Kingdom of Rohan.
This is the detail of the character.
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