Thank you for stopping by and reading my AAR. I am a big fan of Crusader Kings and thought it was about time to add my own stories to all the great AARs here. It is my hope that you will enjoy reading the tales spun here as much as I enjoyed watching them play out on my computer screen...
Note: for added awesomness, please imagine this AAR being narrated by Sean Connery... Patrick Stewart is also acceptable.
Introduction
Ahh... Greetings fellow travellar. Come, why not warm yourself by my fire. It is a cold cheerless night, and this old man could do with some company. Come and share this flagon of spice wine with me, it will chase away the cold as even this fire never could...
source: http://www.public-domain-image.com/miscellaneous/fire-flame/slides/fire-flame.html
Thats it...
So who might you be, a man of noble birth? A peasant perhaps? A man of peace or war? Or a man seeking fame and fortune on the long road to the crusades? Ah to be young once more... I could add my sword to yours and cast my heart once more into the spirit of adventure, where it belongs. Alas I am too old now for such things, barely able to lift a sword anymore. No, the end of my journey is not one of fame or fortune but of a long awaited death. I yearn only to return to the land of my fathers so that I may rest in peace.
Who are my fathers, you ask? Hmmmph? I am of noble birth, if you can believe that. I can trace my lineage back through the years to the kings of saxon britain. Yes, I know what you are thinking... Those poor doomed men, conquered by the Bastard and made to live under his harsh rule. My House is the house of Hwicce. Our history is not one of childrens tales but of hardship, glory and loss. For my tale is the tale of the Saxons. My people settled England long ago, built a mighty kingdom after the fall of Rome. I have no doubt that some may have come to think that we would build a new Rome, though that wasn't the case, was it? Hmmm? After all how could we ordain ourselves the inheriters of an empire that thought of us as nothing but pirates and raiders? My ancestors saw an opportunity to fill a void of power and for a time they succeeded, before the Bastard that is.
Come, give an old man your ear and hear my tale.. perhaps you may learn something. And pass me back the wine...
Note: for added awesomness, please imagine this AAR being narrated by Sean Connery... Patrick Stewart is also acceptable.
Introduction
Ahh... Greetings fellow travellar. Come, why not warm yourself by my fire. It is a cold cheerless night, and this old man could do with some company. Come and share this flagon of spice wine with me, it will chase away the cold as even this fire never could...
source: http://www.public-domain-image.com/miscellaneous/fire-flame/slides/fire-flame.html
Thats it...
So who might you be, a man of noble birth? A peasant perhaps? A man of peace or war? Or a man seeking fame and fortune on the long road to the crusades? Ah to be young once more... I could add my sword to yours and cast my heart once more into the spirit of adventure, where it belongs. Alas I am too old now for such things, barely able to lift a sword anymore. No, the end of my journey is not one of fame or fortune but of a long awaited death. I yearn only to return to the land of my fathers so that I may rest in peace.
Who are my fathers, you ask? Hmmmph? I am of noble birth, if you can believe that. I can trace my lineage back through the years to the kings of saxon britain. Yes, I know what you are thinking... Those poor doomed men, conquered by the Bastard and made to live under his harsh rule. My House is the house of Hwicce. Our history is not one of childrens tales but of hardship, glory and loss. For my tale is the tale of the Saxons. My people settled England long ago, built a mighty kingdom after the fall of Rome. I have no doubt that some may have come to think that we would build a new Rome, though that wasn't the case, was it? Hmmm? After all how could we ordain ourselves the inheriters of an empire that thought of us as nothing but pirates and raiders? My ancestors saw an opportunity to fill a void of power and for a time they succeeded, before the Bastard that is.
Come, give an old man your ear and hear my tale.. perhaps you may learn something. And pass me back the wine...