- Aug 28, 2007
"The Bear" sounds ominous
The realm rejoices as Paradox Interactive announces the launch of Crusader Kings III, the latest entry in the publisher’s grand strategy role-playing game franchise. Advisors may now jockey for positions of influence and adversaries should save their schemes for another day, because on this day Crusader Kings III can be purchased on Steam, the Paradox Store, and other major online retailers.
Well, Serbia and Bosnia are no longer vassals of the Ottomans, so they're sitting ducks surrounded by Transylvania and its vassals. That and the Turks are still too powerful for my liking.A short but bloody civil war.
Too bad you gained nothing from the Genoans.
Where could you potentially expand?
Unavailable to Transylvania. It's Hungarian cultured, so only Moldavia and Wallachia can form Romania.Once you take Besserabia from the Lithuanians, will you form Romania?
Or is the decision unavailable to Transylvania?
Dear Count Emeric,
You have been summoned to join our glorious King, Mihály I Plater at the grand feast being held in –passage missing– January 14th, Year of –passage missing-
The feast is in honour of –passage missing- of Transylvania’s brave soldiers over the Kingdom of Poland.
Dukes, Counts, Earls, Barons, Knights, and assembled Lords of Transylvania,
As all of you well know, I am not of Transylvanian birth. I am a foreigner, a predator in the night who has stolen the crown of Transylvania away from its people (the room was now dead silent as all eyes were fixed upon the King). My position of monarch of this Kingdom is unlawful, unjust, and breaks every deep rooted tradition this Kingdom has held dear. Upon hearing news of my death, the people would dance in the streets, and cheer those who had done the dead, propelling them to Heroes of the State. At least, that was what you had thought, no? That if you stood against me when I took this crown that you would be proclaimed as heroes and that God would favour you for eternity (there was minor rustling and shouts as the nobility now understood what was happening, though most remained silent through sheer shock).
You were wrong. Most of you who stand here in this room with me are treasonous pigs, who turned against your King, cast aside your sense, and betrayed all your oaths (there was a huge ruckus at near the doors, as the nobility realized that the only way out without having to charge through the King’s guard had been sealed shut; but some of the more dense of the nobles still believed that perhaps this was a reconciliation punctuated with a hint of terror and menace). You are oathbreakers, men who have cast aside the sole code that bounds us to one another. You are no longer men; you are animals, you were animals, waiting for the scent of weakness to pounce. Well, you had pounced all right, you had pounced right into the path of a bull in its prime, full of blood rage (the mass had become very subdued now, though the few that had swords had drawn them – King Mihály laughed).
Sometimes a herd will grow too large for its own good, and cause devastation to the more civilized creatures on this earth. In situations such as those, a culling is needed (the room was in chaos now, as men desperately tried to open the door, banging at it and hacking with swords, even though another 30 men of the King’s guard stood on the other side on the off chance the door was breached). Your ambition has grown too large for this Kingdom to support, and for the good of us all, your deaths will ensure Transylvania is a Kingdom of loyalty and honour; a Kingdom of strength and power. Goodbye, and may the devil feast upon your souls (King Mihály exited the room, and the King’s Guard set about the messy business of slaughtering some of Transylvania’s richest and most powerful men).