French Noble: My Liege, it is good to finally have you back in France! After all these years, we had started to think that your family had forgotten its roots! But now you're back where you belong and the Empire is finally France again!
Francisco: Yea, well, its been fun. I wonder where I'll go next...
French Noble: What do you mean?
Francisco: You didn't expect me to stay in France forever, did you? Are you kidding me? The palace here doesn't even have toilets! My archeologists did uncover a sweet wine collection though! Mmmm, sweet Burgundy draft of 1437. I took great pleasure drinking the last drops of their nation's greatness!
Messenger: My Emperor! Exciting... or strange... well... interesting news from Russia, or should I say Spain!
Francisco: Well, which is it? Russia or Spain?
Francisco: Oh... oh my. I think the Spanish Nationalists got lost...
Francisco: Well. Thanks for everything France! Its been great! I think I'll come visit again sometime. On second thought, probably not. But anyway, bye!
French Noble: But, but, but... My Liege, you've only just arrived!
Francisco: Yeah, well, duty calls! Business and all that! Goodbye!
Adviser: Umm... Orkney, Your Highness?
Francisco: Pretty cool, huh? Check out all the Scottish Viking guys! We should come up with a cool name for them like Scotings!
Adviser: Scootings?
Francisco: I suppose it would need both the t's huh? Scottings? Still sounds funny... how about Viktts.
Adviser: How do you even say that? Its got four consonants in a row!
Francisco: How should I know? Go ask a linguist or something!
Time for Persia to die.
Where'd they pick up that province??? I could have sworn I left them a OPM in our last war!
Your trickery has saved you for now! Five more years Persia! Just you wait!
The empire is somewhat less than shocked to here that Francisco succumbed to the cold, soggy, stormy environment of his new home.
Francisco's son, Robert III, is crowned aboard a longboat with full Viking ceremonies.
Noble 1: Does anyone even bother pointing out that the empire has never had a Robert I or Robert II anymore?
Noble 2: No, not usually.
Noble 1: Why do we even bother showing up to these coronations anyway?
Noble 2: I don't know... The hot Norwegian women?
Noble 1: Works for me.
Money money money!
There's still the small problem of the Byzantine Empire still existing, preventing me from ever becoming them.
That will soon be rectified.
A few new vassals later:
Robert: The "City of Manly Desires" is now ours!
Adviser: I'm not sure you got that phrase quite right...
Robert: Nonesense! Is it not ours? Are the French not the manliest people in the world?
Adviser: Well....
Robert: Good point. Now I understand why my father wanted to become a Viking.
Robert: Prepare to shift cultures! Hang on tight!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Robert: Now lets form Scandinavia!
Robert: Or we could sit around bored for a whole year...
One year later:
Robert: NOW lets form Scandinavia!!
Maps:
Something funny about this map is: Scandinavia, Gotland, Finland, Denmark, and Sweden all exist simultaneously and all have provinces in Scandinavia!
In other news: Vikings rule the world!
France √ - Ireland √ - England √ - Great Britain √ - Italy √ - Netherlands √ - Prussia √ - Germany √ - Spain √ - Russia √ - France √ - Scandinavia √ - Persia - Papal State - Mughal Empire - Byzantine Empire
11 down, 4 to go!