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CSK-I'd like to get him drunk more often but, well... 
SunZyl-I've actually played a lot further-to 1455 I think. But it's finding the time to update that's troublesome.
The Real Deal-10 hours I admit I sometimes get on the computer in the morning and wonder why it got so dark eight or so hours later, but even then I have breaks! As for the conquests, lets just say that nine new provinces get conquered iin the next 10 years (I think. It might be 9 years, I can't remember.)So true. I've tried six times. England, Spain, France, Austria, Ottomans and Russia (I even cheated on this one) have all flopped in my hands. I much prefer to just conquer a continent or two, get into the colonial rush and sit back.
Duke of Wellington-Not quite...
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September 15th 1435
Two guards huddled in a small chamber inside Trabzon's castle. It stank of dung, and ome of the guards was doubting wether it had been a good idea to take his socks off. His friend spoke:
"Do you think the gates have fallen yet?"
"I hope not. I can't spend another minute in here."
"How do you know when a minute has passed. I don't even know how long we've been in here."
"Good point."
They suddenly hushed as smoke started to creep underneath the chamber door. The two men gulped and huddled together. One of them looked down.
"I didn't expect this..."
As flames started lapping at the door, the other shook his head.
"Ah well. Hmmm..."
"What?"
"I'm wondering, could we..."
"Not on your life Manuel. I's rather die than have to escape down there."
"But that was the reason we chose the toilet." argued Manuel. "So it would be easy to escape."
He stood up, bumping his head on the stone arch above him. "Move over Johnathon. I'm going down."
"Well I'm not going down with you." snapped John.
Then he spotted the flame that had ignited at the bottom of the door.
"Alright. I'm coming with you..."
But Manuel was already climbing down.
"Well, I can say one thing. If I fall, at least I'll land on something soft."
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(outside)
Murad posed on the stone block that once formed the foundation stone of the capital's Orthodox church. From here he could get a good view of the castle burning down. Ca Sa Ka had come up with the idea yesterday. It had already smoked out the king who, after a short talk, had signed the treaty and commited suicide. Now he was watching the tinder and oil they'd collected ignite the final parts of the castle. Almost a year of siege had weakened the castle, and temporary wooden replacements of walls and other defences had spelt doom when the fire started.
He felt someone tap him on the back. It was Ca Sa Ka.
"Yes."
"Errmmm... Çandarlı has some guards that escaped from the castle imprisoned. They came down the garderobe and..."
"Behead them."
"Sir?"
"They are of no use to us. Tell Çandarlı to hand them over to Ahmed. And whilst your at it, bring me my plans."
Ca Sa Ka obliged. The sultan had changed since the incident. He'd become a lot more cruel and bloodthirsty. He hoped it wouldn't last. Suprisingly, he felt that he'd enjoyed the old Murad more. He shook this thought away. That was treason, thinking like that. Ah well. Now where were those plans...
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September 21st 1435
A single light could be seen, the only thing that would tell you that the palace was there. That light caame from a candle stood on the desk in the study. Here Murad was reading over his plans, drawing new lines on the map and thinking. Some nations weren't going to be around for much longer...
SunZyl-I've actually played a lot further-to 1455 I think. But it's finding the time to update that's troublesome.
The Real Deal-10 hours
I admit I sometimes get on the computer in the morning and wonder why it got so dark eight or so hours later, but even then I have breaks! As for the conquests, lets just say that nine new provinces get conquered iin the next 10 years (I think. It might be 9 years, I can't remember.)So true. I've tried six times. England, Spain, France, Austria, Ottomans and Russia (I even cheated on this one) have all flopped in my hands. I much prefer to just conquer a continent or two, get into the colonial rush and sit back.Duke of Wellington-Not quite...
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September 15th 1435
Two guards huddled in a small chamber inside Trabzon's castle. It stank of dung, and ome of the guards was doubting wether it had been a good idea to take his socks off. His friend spoke:
"Do you think the gates have fallen yet?"
"I hope not. I can't spend another minute in here."
"How do you know when a minute has passed. I don't even know how long we've been in here."
"Good point."
They suddenly hushed as smoke started to creep underneath the chamber door. The two men gulped and huddled together. One of them looked down.
"I didn't expect this..."
As flames started lapping at the door, the other shook his head.
"Ah well. Hmmm..."
"What?"
"I'm wondering, could we..."
"Not on your life Manuel. I's rather die than have to escape down there."
"But that was the reason we chose the toilet." argued Manuel. "So it would be easy to escape."
He stood up, bumping his head on the stone arch above him. "Move over Johnathon. I'm going down."
"Well I'm not going down with you." snapped John.
Then he spotted the flame that had ignited at the bottom of the door.
"Alright. I'm coming with you..."
But Manuel was already climbing down.
"Well, I can say one thing. If I fall, at least I'll land on something soft."
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(outside)
Murad posed on the stone block that once formed the foundation stone of the capital's Orthodox church. From here he could get a good view of the castle burning down. Ca Sa Ka had come up with the idea yesterday. It had already smoked out the king who, after a short talk, had signed the treaty and commited suicide. Now he was watching the tinder and oil they'd collected ignite the final parts of the castle. Almost a year of siege had weakened the castle, and temporary wooden replacements of walls and other defences had spelt doom when the fire started.
He felt someone tap him on the back. It was Ca Sa Ka.
"Yes."
"Errmmm... Çandarlı has some guards that escaped from the castle imprisoned. They came down the garderobe and..."
"Behead them."
"Sir?"
"They are of no use to us. Tell Çandarlı to hand them over to Ahmed. And whilst your at it, bring me my plans."
Ca Sa Ka obliged. The sultan had changed since the incident. He'd become a lot more cruel and bloodthirsty. He hoped it wouldn't last. Suprisingly, he felt that he'd enjoyed the old Murad more. He shook this thought away. That was treason, thinking like that. Ah well. Now where were those plans...
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September 21st 1435
A single light could be seen, the only thing that would tell you that the palace was there. That light caame from a candle stood on the desk in the study. Here Murad was reading over his plans, drawing new lines on the map and thinking. Some nations weren't going to be around for much longer...
Well they wanted a warring Murad and now they got one and are afraid of him. But at least he'll be Mehmed's idol now.
Its good to get a view from the other side, even if it does involve them sliding through dung towards their execution :rofl:
Great!
:rofl: Great!
I actually enjoyed the old Murad better. Ah, well, I'll just have to stick with this one. He'll make for more interesting gameplay at least.
CSK-Indeed
The Real Deal-Thanks!
SunZyl-He has.
Duke of Wellington-Me too.
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November 2nd 1435
Murad drummed his fingers on the desk. He sighed and muttered curses to himself. A few seconds later, Ca Sa Ka and Çandarlı entered carrying the sacred plans between them. Murad raised his eyebrows.
"You're late."
Çandarlı hung his head. "Sorry." murmured
"Anyway, glad to see you two could make it. And Ahmed?"
"Unwell sire. He caught some sort of illness off those two guards that escaped down the garderobe in Trabzon. They were covered in excretions when he was asked to behead them."
"His loss..."
Ca Sa Ka placed the map upon the table and rolled it out. Murad thanked him, and procceded to place soldiers over the map.
"This is how I intend to conquer Serbia, Moldovia and Sienburgen all in one move."
"You mean conquering Target, Allies and Scum?"
"Shut up. Now, over the past two months, all our armies have moved to the areas shown on the map. Our armies are dark green, Serbia's yellow, Moldovia's pink and Sienburgen doesn't even have an army. Now, Moldovia is alone in a war against Sienburgen, and they're winning. In a year or so, they should annex them. Another province for us. Since we are going to declare war on the Serbian alliance. Two years ago, Ragusa broke away from a weakening Serbia. This should make Serbia a prime target. I'll head the unit that is going to siege Serbia's capital. Ca Sa Ka, you're up for heading the army to battle Serbia's biggest in Wallachia. If all goes according to plan, then all four of Serbia's provinces should be looted and sieged. Moldovia are to be left alone. They must annex Sienburgen. Only fight if they attack us. When they have conquered Sienburgen, the new units that are being recruited now are to attack, loot and siege Moldovia as much as they like. Any regiments that have conquered Serbia's provinces may join them. Any questions?"
Çandarlı raised a hand. "Want if it doesn't go to plan."
"Well, we'd be dead so we wouldn't need to worry about it."
Now it was Ca Sa Ka's turn. "How big is Serbia's largest army?"
"7,892 men exactly."
"And how many men do I have and control?"
"8,893 exactly. Except one idiot who fell off his horse and needs treatment."
"But I command an all infantry division."
"I never said what kind of treament did I. Now, dismiss."
Ca Sa Ka and Çandarlı left muttering. Çandarlı turned to head towards his own room when Hüma, with young Mehmed in tow, rushed up to greet him.
"Çandarlı. I need help. You're Head Treasurerer, Head of Economics and..."
"...anything that doesn't have war, blood or death in the title. Yes."
"Do you know that, for the past year, not one merchant has been sent to any COT's? Or that we reached a new level of infrastructure in July that hasn't been put in place? Listen, do you mind passing a couple of titles over to me. Just Head of Trade and Infrastructure will do."
Çandarlı put his arm round the distraught lady.
"Of course. I'll go and get the documents. I believe Murad is currently using them as a doorstop..."
The Real Deal-Thanks!
SunZyl-He has.
Duke of Wellington-Me too.
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November 2nd 1435
Murad drummed his fingers on the desk. He sighed and muttered curses to himself. A few seconds later, Ca Sa Ka and Çandarlı entered carrying the sacred plans between them. Murad raised his eyebrows.
"You're late."
Çandarlı hung his head. "Sorry." murmured
"Anyway, glad to see you two could make it. And Ahmed?"
"Unwell sire. He caught some sort of illness off those two guards that escaped down the garderobe in Trabzon. They were covered in excretions when he was asked to behead them."
"His loss..."
Ca Sa Ka placed the map upon the table and rolled it out. Murad thanked him, and procceded to place soldiers over the map.
"This is how I intend to conquer Serbia, Moldovia and Sienburgen all in one move."
"You mean conquering Target, Allies and Scum?"
"Shut up. Now, over the past two months, all our armies have moved to the areas shown on the map. Our armies are dark green, Serbia's yellow, Moldovia's pink and Sienburgen doesn't even have an army. Now, Moldovia is alone in a war against Sienburgen, and they're winning. In a year or so, they should annex them. Another province for us. Since we are going to declare war on the Serbian alliance. Two years ago, Ragusa broke away from a weakening Serbia. This should make Serbia a prime target. I'll head the unit that is going to siege Serbia's capital. Ca Sa Ka, you're up for heading the army to battle Serbia's biggest in Wallachia. If all goes according to plan, then all four of Serbia's provinces should be looted and sieged. Moldovia are to be left alone. They must annex Sienburgen. Only fight if they attack us. When they have conquered Sienburgen, the new units that are being recruited now are to attack, loot and siege Moldovia as much as they like. Any regiments that have conquered Serbia's provinces may join them. Any questions?"
Çandarlı raised a hand. "Want if it doesn't go to plan."
"Well, we'd be dead so we wouldn't need to worry about it."
Now it was Ca Sa Ka's turn. "How big is Serbia's largest army?"
"7,892 men exactly."
"And how many men do I have and control?"
"8,893 exactly. Except one idiot who fell off his horse and needs treatment."
"But I command an all infantry division."
"I never said what kind of treament did I. Now, dismiss."
Ca Sa Ka and Çandarlı left muttering. Çandarlı turned to head towards his own room when Hüma, with young Mehmed in tow, rushed up to greet him.
"Çandarlı. I need help. You're Head Treasurerer, Head of Economics and..."
"...anything that doesn't have war, blood or death in the title. Yes."
"Do you know that, for the past year, not one merchant has been sent to any COT's? Or that we reached a new level of infrastructure in July that hasn't been put in place? Listen, do you mind passing a couple of titles over to me. Just Head of Trade and Infrastructure will do."
Çandarlı put his arm round the distraught lady.
"Of course. I'll go and get the documents. I believe Murad is currently using them as a doorstop..."
Nice map and nice plan . This new improved Murad is really what you needed.
. This new improved Murad is really what you needed.Still theres some ominous signs.....
Aahh yes: war with Serbia, when a young sultan's fancy turns into a bloody rage of megalomaniacal conquest.
Murad has turned into a real hard bastard thats for sure.
I Hope to see some interactions (soon ) between Mehmed and his 'new' dad in the future and more nice maps
I Hope to see some interactions (soon
) between Mehmed and his 'new' dad in the future and more nice maps
Knowing history (read: Wikipedia ), it'll be very interesting to see when Mehmed snatches the throne.
Serbia seems to be pretty dominating, how did that situation arose?
), it'll be very interesting to see when Mehmed snatches the throne.Serbia seems to be pretty dominating, how did that situation arose?
Yes, Serbia seems rather big. But not for long I guess. And after Serbia comes Ragusa? Nice map btw.
Duke of Wellington-I do try to be humourous...
Grundius-True...I think...
The Real Deal-Mehmed and Murad will pobably start to bond around the age of ten or so. But there are signs before then...
SunZyl-Just read Wikipedia's article on Mehmed. Why did the Heir to the Throne event have to happen 4 years early? But the incident with Çandarlı will help my story line a lot. I finally have some evidence for the next guest appearance compitition.
Anyway, Serbia was pretty strong from the beginning. It conquered Albania quickly, then turned to Ragusa in the mid-1420's. It allied with Moldovia which resulted in it gaining Wallachia after Moldovia declared war. It was subject to some sort of revolt in Ragusa around 1430, which wasn't put down because of the war with Wallachia. It finally declared independence in 1433.
CSK-Actually, Ragusa will be conquered a lot later because of what happened after the war. But I won't give it away...
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January 24th 1436
Mehemd was getting restless in the palace.
"Why can't I go and join dad? He gets to go and do all the fun things like conquer Serbia. It's not fair."
Hüma was trying here hardest not only to calm him down but also figure out how to spend the 3 gold ducats the empire made monthly.
" Because, Mehmed, I couldn't bear to think of you getting hurt. When your older..."
"You said that last year."
"Look, I know you're having a hard..."
"And Ca Sa Ka's gone off. I'm stuck with Çandarlı. He's boring."
Hüma sighed. Mehmed would get over it eventually. For now he neede something to take his mind off it. As she was pondering, she heard a sound.
"Mehmed!"
The young prince was surrounded by Murad's plans which he'd accidently knocked of the table. Mehmed stared at them in amazement. He smiled, picked one up and walked out the room. Hüma grinned.
"Like father like son."
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January 26th 1436
Murad tapped his fingers on an oak tree that had recently been felled in a hunting accident involving three drunken men and a siege catapult. Plans were formulating in his mind.
"...and then we could carve out the branches into handles. With them, 20 soldiers could pick it up easily and charge at the gates with enough force to shatter them. Do I make myself clear?"
The men around him looked unimpressed. One by one they turned and walked off. One came up and whispered in Murad's ear:
"My friends say they will not do it until we reach Land tech 5. Whatever that is. I think it's some kind of insura..."
The mean didn't get any further. His head detatched itself from his body and fell into a pool of mud beneath Murad's feet. The Sultan sighed.
"Why can't anything go right?"
Just then, a parrot arrived. It was one of the new ones that didn't need to stop every sentence. They came from Ostmarch apparently. Which explained the dodgy accent:
"Zu Murad. From Ca Sa Ka. Ve have succsesfully initiated a sviege on Vallachia. There was onvy 1035 casualties. Vree ov them vell ov their horzes again. Pleaze excuze the parvot's dodgy accent. ze End."
A few sceonds later, the parrot hit the ground as well. It still had it's head on, which ment Murad was in a good mood.
Grundius-True...I think...
The Real Deal-Mehmed and Murad will pobably start to bond around the age of ten or so. But there are signs before then...
SunZyl-Just read Wikipedia's article on Mehmed. Why did the Heir to the Throne event have to happen 4 years early?
But the incident with Çandarlı will help my story line a lot. I finally have some evidence for the next guest appearance compitition.Anyway, Serbia was pretty strong from the beginning. It conquered Albania quickly, then turned to Ragusa in the mid-1420's. It allied with Moldovia which resulted in it gaining Wallachia after Moldovia declared war. It was subject to some sort of revolt in Ragusa around 1430, which wasn't put down because of the war with Wallachia. It finally declared independence in 1433.
CSK-Actually, Ragusa will be conquered a lot later because of what happened after the war. But I won't give it away...
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January 24th 1436
Mehemd was getting restless in the palace.
"Why can't I go and join dad? He gets to go and do all the fun things like conquer Serbia. It's not fair."
Hüma was trying here hardest not only to calm him down but also figure out how to spend the 3 gold ducats the empire made monthly.
" Because, Mehmed, I couldn't bear to think of you getting hurt. When your older..."
"You said that last year."
"Look, I know you're having a hard..."
"And Ca Sa Ka's gone off. I'm stuck with Çandarlı. He's boring."
Hüma sighed. Mehmed would get over it eventually. For now he neede something to take his mind off it. As she was pondering, she heard a sound.
"Mehmed!"
The young prince was surrounded by Murad's plans which he'd accidently knocked of the table. Mehmed stared at them in amazement. He smiled, picked one up and walked out the room. Hüma grinned.
"Like father like son."
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January 26th 1436
Murad tapped his fingers on an oak tree that had recently been felled in a hunting accident involving three drunken men and a siege catapult. Plans were formulating in his mind.
"...and then we could carve out the branches into handles. With them, 20 soldiers could pick it up easily and charge at the gates with enough force to shatter them. Do I make myself clear?"
The men around him looked unimpressed. One by one they turned and walked off. One came up and whispered in Murad's ear:
"My friends say they will not do it until we reach Land tech 5. Whatever that is. I think it's some kind of insura..."
The mean didn't get any further. His head detatched itself from his body and fell into a pool of mud beneath Murad's feet. The Sultan sighed.
"Why can't anything go right?"
Just then, a parrot arrived. It was one of the new ones that didn't need to stop every sentence. They came from Ostmarch apparently. Which explained the dodgy accent:
"Zu Murad. From Ca Sa Ka. Ve have succsesfully initiated a sviege on Vallachia. There was onvy 1035 casualties. Vree ov them vell ov their horzes again. Pleaze excuze the parvot's dodgy accent. ze End."
A few sceonds later, the parrot hit the ground as well. It still had it's head on, which ment Murad was in a good mood.
Congratulations on being able to initiate a siege, it’s a big step toward expanding the Turkish Empire.
Actually, why do we need LT5 to assault a fortress? They assaulted fortresses in the middle ages didn't they? It's not like it's rocket science or something.
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Grundius said:
Yeah, it's kinda weird.
"Hey, I just got this great idea! Why dont we take our ladders, try to climb up the walls and force control of the castle!"
Hah, take that Çandarlı, you're boring and I'm not! I even have Parrots with an Austrian accent although no parrots live in Austria!
Hey, Admiral Nelson's got an excuse (hes got alot of schoolwork) whats happening here? I know its only been a week...but whats your excuse?
I really enjoy reading these little stories, if it was eligible, I would have voted for this.
I really enjoy reading these little stories, if it was eligible, I would have voted for this.