Following the advice of the Althing, King Sturla decides to ignore his son-in-law's pleas for help. Which might be just as well, as the Catholics in Frisia declare several separate Holy Wars to reclaim Zeeland, which Tolir had conquered a couple of years before.
While the war rages on, I finish mopping up the Irish and disband the Irish mercenaries that I had been employing for a dozen years, as I can now draw enough levies from my new territories to trounce any remaining Irish minors. I also move my capital to Connacht to enjoy the better technology in the province, and supposedly to gain access to more mercenaries, but I am disappointed to see that I was wrong in the latter.
I leave Ossory be for the moment, as I want Ossory to snag Vedrafjorðr(the country south of Ossory) from Suðreyjar so I can later snag it from them in turn. Also, they have an oversized army from an old revolt or something. Not something I can't handle, I would just rather not waste the men. Leinster-Desmond is having Leinster conquered from them by my vassal, the Chief of Oriel and Desmond by some vassal of Jorvik.
Which reminds me of how scary Jorvik is looking:
Also, King Tokil manages to end one of his many wars, possibly because Sigfroþ couldn't find anything to siege that someone else wasn't sieging already.
You can see me raiding the Dutch coast. That's because I spent almost all my money building new shipyards in Connacht, in order to allow me to transport my growing army, so I can get some real looting done.
I also find myself a hobby:
Meanwhile, my wife dies, lowering my demesne limit, much to my dislike. I generate a random courtier that I can hand off Kildare to, but he turns out to be Ambitious, so I instead arrange a marriage with whatever lady has the best head for numbers, raising my limit, and so I keep the Chiefdom for the moment.
Meanwhile, King Tolir loses his crown:
Wait a minute, isn't that the same Sigfroþ that white-peaced just a couple of years ago?
He is now just the Chief of Veðrafjorðr, in Ireland.
Trivia: Veðrafjörður means "Fjord of Weathers," and is the Norse name for Ormond. Sigfroþ, or Sigfróður may be literally translated as "Victory-Knowledgeable," or "Someone who knows how to win a fight."
The change in leadership has the rather silly consequence of nullifying a whole lot of wars that King Tolir was most decidedly losing, including the Ossoryan Holy War for Munster:
"Hey guys, the Norsemen just switched kings. I guess we'll all just have to go home now..." - Leader of the Frisian Rebellion.
I'm out at sea, raiding Aquitaine, when I receive some rather disturbing news:
Meh, I have another daughter, and the alliance had become useless. Chief Tolir marries a lowborn girl to replace my daughter. Also, my
accountant wife gets pregnant, much to my dismay. There aren't many easily-acquired religious holdings left in Ireland to give to secondary sons. I pray to Freyja that it's a daughter.
With my improved infrastructure, my raiding forays are blossoming into even more lucrative enterprises:
With 1900 raiders now at my command, I set sail to sack the (second) greatest prize in the Mediterranean:
Pallestrina, the barony holding, takes too long to reduce, so I embark again and set my gaze to the Eternal City itself. Regrettably, the bishopric of Rome has too large a garrison for me to siege, so I take anything not protected by the forts and raid Genoa instead. Lucky for them, my ships fill up before the city falls, sparing them a proper sack.
You are spared... for now.
Raiding is
much quicker now that we don't have to sail all the way to friggin' Iceland to get our paycheck.
Now that we have no reason to let Ossory be, we snag em up.
That will be the last Irish landholder, excepting the Earl of Leinster, who is being conquered by the Chief of Argyll(my vassal, Chief of Oriel, didn't have the men to siege down the secondary holdings).
I keep the new county as well as the local Temple(or Goðorð) just in case my annoyingly fertile wife should produce
Ah, there we go. He'll make a fine Goði.
Pictured: Viking religious leadership.
Then I randomly generate Filip of Galway to become the new Chief of Ossory. Then it's back to raiding.
Interestingly, this has no effect on Catholic Moral Authority.
Now that's some serious booty. I cash in 200 gold and prestige and inherit Ossory because the courtier I gave it to kicked the bucket. Rather than generate another, I hold on to it for a couple of months until my grandson comes of age, then grant him Strangfjordr so he can get his viking on.
WHAT THE THOR'S NUTS? By Hel's frozen yogurt-shop, that may be the worst viking ever. Really,
beautiful penmanship?! He can't even grow a proper beard! Look at him!
Note to self: Educate your heir's heir yourself.
To be continued shortly...