Chapter 1
Introduction
I shall tell you of a great kingdom. So, please, stay a while and hear my tale. For this tale you all should hear. Some will call me a liar, and some will try to prove my words wrong. This bothers me not, for I know the truth, and the truth will always prevail. It is an old tale I have to tell. And it starts like this…
A long time ago, the proud people of Rome had conquered all of the civilized world. Through numerous wars and conflicts the legions had secured the Pax Romana, the peace of Rome. At this time, the eldest knew about a country far north of the mighty Rome. This county could be found beyond the wild dangerous forests of the Germanic tribes, and across an ocean of water that was neither salt nor sweet. A country as beautiful and sweet in the summers, as unforgiving and harsh in the winters. Its inhabitants were shaped by these two opposites. From the warmth of the summer they became happy and peaceful, from the cold of the winters they became hard and unyielding. This combination led to them being equally proficient in the way of war as the way of the trader, and no fear would live in their chest. No king could force his rule on this people, instead they chose their king from amongst their own ranks. This king would only stay in his position as long as he was accepted by his people though, for if he was found to be a weakling or a tyrant, the people would soon replace him. For centuries this country lived in peace, and the people thought themselves to be the luckiest people in the world. Protected by mighty forests and cold oceans they were safe from intruders. Their country was generous to them, giving them rich harvests and plenty of game. The mighty forests and mountains gave them enough resources to live a rich life. The oceans and rivers provided food and transport. Soon however, they became restless. Constantly taking their small ships further and further out from land, their curiosity driving them to expand their horizons.
As the might of the Roman Empire declined the people in our country discovered new ways to travel across the oceans. Fast agile ships were built, ships that could carry men far across the cold unforgiving waves. Soon they would discover new lands to settle, and new routs of trade. While their neighbors in the west and south would wage wars of rape and pillage, our people sought the peaceful way of trade and exploration. Their reputation grew as they came into contact with other great countries, and they were met with respect and fear.
This was not to be for long however, as their aggressive neighbors soon cast their greedy eyes upon our country's wealth. Invasions would come, both from the south and the west, and countless wars were fought, some won, and some lost. At this time our country had stretched its borders across the ocean we today call the Baltic ocean. Hostile tribes were discovered on the eastern borders though, and numerous wars had to be fought against this newfound enemy. Hard pressed from three sides, our country was soon conquered by her southern neighbor. Conquered, and occupied, but far from defeated and beaten.
We now go to the year of our lord 1492. As a brave explorer is making his ships ready to set sail from the Spanish port of Palos on a voyage of discovery that will soon change history we turn our attention north.
Far away from this port, and this man, we travel across a Europe in turmoil and over an ocean of water that is neither sweet nor salt. We find our country occupied by the mighty Danes. Reduced to a mere vassal of the Danish king, surrounded by his armies and his fleet, and constantly under threat from the countless eastern hordes. In this year a young king emerges in our country. Quickly gaining the support of both the nobles and the commoners he is elected ruler of our country. Outwardly acting as the loyal subject of the Danish king, he has different, secret plans. He is merely waiting for the right time, the time to cast off the yoke of occupation.
A time for freedom.
(to be continued...)
Steve
Introduction
I shall tell you of a great kingdom. So, please, stay a while and hear my tale. For this tale you all should hear. Some will call me a liar, and some will try to prove my words wrong. This bothers me not, for I know the truth, and the truth will always prevail. It is an old tale I have to tell. And it starts like this…
A long time ago, the proud people of Rome had conquered all of the civilized world. Through numerous wars and conflicts the legions had secured the Pax Romana, the peace of Rome. At this time, the eldest knew about a country far north of the mighty Rome. This county could be found beyond the wild dangerous forests of the Germanic tribes, and across an ocean of water that was neither salt nor sweet. A country as beautiful and sweet in the summers, as unforgiving and harsh in the winters. Its inhabitants were shaped by these two opposites. From the warmth of the summer they became happy and peaceful, from the cold of the winters they became hard and unyielding. This combination led to them being equally proficient in the way of war as the way of the trader, and no fear would live in their chest. No king could force his rule on this people, instead they chose their king from amongst their own ranks. This king would only stay in his position as long as he was accepted by his people though, for if he was found to be a weakling or a tyrant, the people would soon replace him. For centuries this country lived in peace, and the people thought themselves to be the luckiest people in the world. Protected by mighty forests and cold oceans they were safe from intruders. Their country was generous to them, giving them rich harvests and plenty of game. The mighty forests and mountains gave them enough resources to live a rich life. The oceans and rivers provided food and transport. Soon however, they became restless. Constantly taking their small ships further and further out from land, their curiosity driving them to expand their horizons.
As the might of the Roman Empire declined the people in our country discovered new ways to travel across the oceans. Fast agile ships were built, ships that could carry men far across the cold unforgiving waves. Soon they would discover new lands to settle, and new routs of trade. While their neighbors in the west and south would wage wars of rape and pillage, our people sought the peaceful way of trade and exploration. Their reputation grew as they came into contact with other great countries, and they were met with respect and fear.
This was not to be for long however, as their aggressive neighbors soon cast their greedy eyes upon our country's wealth. Invasions would come, both from the south and the west, and countless wars were fought, some won, and some lost. At this time our country had stretched its borders across the ocean we today call the Baltic ocean. Hostile tribes were discovered on the eastern borders though, and numerous wars had to be fought against this newfound enemy. Hard pressed from three sides, our country was soon conquered by her southern neighbor. Conquered, and occupied, but far from defeated and beaten.
We now go to the year of our lord 1492. As a brave explorer is making his ships ready to set sail from the Spanish port of Palos on a voyage of discovery that will soon change history we turn our attention north.
Far away from this port, and this man, we travel across a Europe in turmoil and over an ocean of water that is neither sweet nor salt. We find our country occupied by the mighty Danes. Reduced to a mere vassal of the Danish king, surrounded by his armies and his fleet, and constantly under threat from the countless eastern hordes. In this year a young king emerges in our country. Quickly gaining the support of both the nobles and the commoners he is elected ruler of our country. Outwardly acting as the loyal subject of the Danish king, he has different, secret plans. He is merely waiting for the right time, the time to cast off the yoke of occupation.
A time for freedom.
(to be continued...)
Steve