The Yellow Crown: (A Wessex 769 AAR)
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So far he is my second longest reigning ruler, I have played quite far ahead and things are going quite well.
Also, sorry for not getting a chapter out last weekend, was bit busy with Uni work, and non computer gaming. Fortunately, I am going back home this weekend. So, I am going to see if I can write the chapter then.
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I will finish the next chapter this week. Just have to edit images and put the stuff on here. Sorry for the delay, uni work, has been a issue, and what free gaming time I do have is either sucked up playing further into the save game, or playing other games.
The Yellow Crown: King Eadberht I: Chapter I: The Chancellor’s woes (811 - 819)
We apologise for the interruption to scheduled programming. Now on with the show.
Eadberht is currently working at his desk, when the mysterious voice appears.
MV: You have acquired a claim to Essex.
Eadberht: how do you know this?
MV: popped up on the screen I mean, I AM OZ THE GREAT AND POWERFUL.
It is at this point that the royal chancellor enters the room.
Chancellor: sire, I have acquired a claim to Essex!
Eadberht: I know.
Chancellor: But how?
Eadberht: ummm I was just told by a servant?
Chancellor: (in throngs of tears) but I wanted to tell you! He leaves the room weeping.
MV: He’s a bit insecure.
Eadberht: Don’t start.
A year passes, we now see Eadberht sitting on the privy. The chancellor burst in.
Chancellor: Sire you wife has sired a child, a daughter!
Eadberht: I’m siring something here too, you moron! Go away.
The chancellor leaves despondent to the sombre tones of a piano.
We now see Eadberht, in Essex having just overseen the surrender of the lord.
MV: Well that was fun, what’s next
Eadberht: You enjoy violence and the slaying of man?
MV: What can I say “These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume”
Eadberht: What?
MV: Oh, trust me, he’ll be popular in the next couple hundred years.
Shortly thereafter,
MV: Eadberht, What is best in life?
Eadberht: To crush your enemies -- See them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women!
MV: Ok bit violent, but keep those things in mind as you desire to become King of England.
The Chancellor once again enters.
Chancellor: Sire, you have desired to become king of Eng---
Eadberht: I KNOW!
The chancellor leaves to the tune of a sad violin.
Eadberht: Oi! voice stop playing that!
After this incident, the Chancellor cast himself from the walls, having failed in his duty to state what has already been said. He would be later immortalised in this blatant Shakesphere parody.
Alas, poor Chancellor I knew him, fellow readers: a fellow of infinite annoyance and not most excellent fancy: he hath irritated me a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination he is! my gorge rims at it. (Whatever the hell that means) Here hung those lips that I have slapped not how oft. Where be your words now? Your gambols? your flashes of pissing everyone off, that were wont to set the table on you like a rugby pile on? Not one now, to mock your own stupidity? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to your lady's chamber, and tell her, let her come to see your shining steed. Make her laugh at that.
In another part of the castle, a messenger rushes into the chancellors office, only his secretary is there.
Messenger: FOR THE CHANCELLOR!
Secretary: He's dead.
Messenger: Oh.
A moment of silence for the poor chancellor.
We apologise for the interruption to scheduled programming. Now on with the show.
Eadberht is currently working at his desk, when the mysterious voice appears.
MV: You have acquired a claim to Essex.
Eadberht: how do you know this?
MV: popped up on the screen I mean, I AM OZ THE GREAT AND POWERFUL.
It is at this point that the royal chancellor enters the room.
Chancellor: sire, I have acquired a claim to Essex!
Eadberht: I know.
Chancellor: But how?
Eadberht: ummm I was just told by a servant?
Chancellor: (in throngs of tears) but I wanted to tell you! He leaves the room weeping.
MV: He’s a bit insecure.
Eadberht: Don’t start.
A year passes, we now see Eadberht sitting on the privy. The chancellor burst in.
Chancellor: Sire you wife has sired a child, a daughter!
Eadberht: I’m siring something here too, you moron! Go away.
The chancellor leaves despondent to the sombre tones of a piano.
We now see Eadberht, in Essex having just overseen the surrender of the lord.
MV: Well that was fun, what’s next
Eadberht: You enjoy violence and the slaying of man?
MV: What can I say “These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume”
Eadberht: What?
MV: Oh, trust me, he’ll be popular in the next couple hundred years.
Shortly thereafter,
MV: Eadberht, What is best in life?
Eadberht: To crush your enemies -- See them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women!
MV: Ok bit violent, but keep those things in mind as you desire to become King of England.
The Chancellor once again enters.
Chancellor: Sire, you have desired to become king of Eng---
Eadberht: I KNOW!
The chancellor leaves to the tune of a sad violin.
Eadberht: Oi! voice stop playing that!
After this incident, the Chancellor cast himself from the walls, having failed in his duty to state what has already been said. He would be later immortalised in this blatant Shakesphere parody.
Alas, poor Chancellor I knew him, fellow readers: a fellow of infinite annoyance and not most excellent fancy: he hath irritated me a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination he is! my gorge rims at it. (Whatever the hell that means) Here hung those lips that I have slapped not how oft. Where be your words now? Your gambols? your flashes of pissing everyone off, that were wont to set the table on you like a rugby pile on? Not one now, to mock your own stupidity? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to your lady's chamber, and tell her, let her come to see your shining steed. Make her laugh at that.
In another part of the castle, a messenger rushes into the chancellors office, only his secretary is there.
Messenger: FOR THE CHANCELLOR!
Secretary: He's dead.
Messenger: Oh.
A moment of silence for the poor chancellor.
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RIP, Gallant Unnamed Chancellor. Your sacrifice will not be in vain, even if no one quite remembers who you were.
All England shall know the wise and clearly measured rule of the yellow crown.
Indeed, it gets better later on trust me.
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Ooh that desire to become King of England....I hadn't thought if that
Truthfully that desire, will not become fulfilled until Ead's grandson.
Yeah but at least you triggered it! Does that not allow you to wage war on anyone who is in that demesne or do you still need more than half of England's Counties?Truthfully that desire, will not become fulfilled until Ead's grandson.
Still needed to have formed the nation before de-jure claims kick in. Subjugation is only for tribal nations. In order to form England I had to use chanceallor claims to get to 51%
HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHECurses to you for giving me good material after chapter is done.
Might be unable to write the next chapter this weekend, folks. I'm currently juggling 4 assignments in varying states of completion.
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I've been in that boat before, Saxon. Take all the time you need; your studies are important, and we'll still be here when they're done
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I've been in that boat before, Saxon. Take all the time you need; your studies are important, and we'll still be here when they're done
With the benefit of hindsight, I could have written a chapter this weekend, should be able to write one this weekend, since I am going home for Christmas.