The Myriadigamous Adventures of King Knud
As told with many pictures. And few words.
(the quality is low because there's a lot of them. pictures that is. the low quality of the words is all my fault though.)
1350 - 1354
I don't know what's worse: that I am advised by fools and retards, or that my marshal is named Knut de Luna.
Crazy Knuds!
Calming my kingdom down may be harder than I first thought.
At least my allies can walk on water.
I send Halsten to church not because I hate God or myself, but because I hate Halsten.
If I was in a self-loathing or God-hating mood,
I'd go to church.
With the bastard gone, my sister or daughter or whatever submits to my feudal demands.
I ask all of Spain to submit to my feudal demands and end up gaining negative one vassals.
In Knýtling terms, this is a success.
Knut and I mobilize an army. A very small army.
They say it's not the size of your army that counts, but how you use it.
I wish they wouldn't say that.
I will crush you, gypsy, and I will steal the treasures you keep in your cheeks.
I should hasten to add that I am referring to his facial cheeks.
The duke of Catalonia is ordered to muster his forces, which makes his decision to already muster them under his own banner particularly inconvenient.
Thanks a lot, duke of Catalonia.
Crazy Knuds, ho!
But will crazy knuds be enough to smite the rebels in Barcelona? Between Knud's martial trait of 2 and Knut's 4, they should be able to smite something. . . but what will it be? If you guessed "themselves", you won't believe your eyes when you see the next tale of disaster, humiliation, adultery, and revenge. Yes, revenge on the worthless duke of Catalonia! How will it happen? The adventures of Knud Knýtling continue!