Rayaleh
12-23-2004, 23:42
I awoke this morning, before the first glow of that magnificient orb we call the Sun, and I contemplated atop the highest peak of my castle how blessed by the Mighty Lord I am. My name is William the Second, KING William the Second of the great land of England, my family has for the past few decades shed many a-sweat, many a-tear, and many drops of blood have tainted the ground. But the objective set by our forefathers, and their forefathers, and their forefathers before them has been achieved, we now control much of the English Isle. The province of Northumbria whose men wield enormous axes both to survive and prosper, and to fight for this might nation of ours lies within our borders, that of Mercia mighty wielders swordsmen and spearmen who with their weapons can give contribute to this great nation of ours and swiftly cut down our ennemies lies within our borders. Wessex, my capital, the jewel of the England, produces mighty boats that will transport both our products to our allies and our armies to our ennemies, is a bustling center of commerce, traders from as far a land as Abbyssinia come to me to ask for a trade treaty. South of the sea, hardly earned is the province of Normandy, that of Anjou, and that of Aquitaine whose horses both work the land and carry our men to swift victories to those who would oppose me.
It is the Lord's year of 1087, and I, William of the English, control those lands as my father and his father have, but I will bring an end to this era of complacency we have lived on. As a wise man once said "Men turn inward to fight, when outward there is peace", I will this wise word and lead my men to victory never seen in England, not even seen in the distant Roman Empire and victories that will NEVER be seen again. I will make England the capital of the world, but unlike the Romans, I will make sure I keep it the capital of the known world, and so will my heir, and his heir, and his heir's heir...and so on.
I have a ten thousand florins surplus in my coffers, with words by my representative in Rome that the Pope sends me another thousand, and it should be here sometime the next year. The estimated profit from all my provinces for next year will be slightly over a thousand florins, I trust this amount to be true as my financial adviser has proven his loyalty to me countless times. I will invest most of this year's spending in agricultural reforms, not only will the commons adore me, but it will be a long term good investment as more people will prosper and thus live, and that means more arms in my armies. But I will have to build forts in Mercia because of the Rebels in Wales, Northumbria because of those pesky Scots, Normandy for it is flanked by Flanders and Britanny controlled by the French, but not for long...In Aquitaine I will also invest in the agriculture, but first watchtowers must be built, and in Wessex the same is true.
I have trust that nothing will happen this year, for Aquitaine is governed by Lord Roos a fine choice for he will stimulate the province's economy, but I fear that he has not yet experienced battle and will not know how to act in one...I will have to search for a good Marshall for my forces there. The same is true for Lord Holland in Anjou, and Lord Longchamp in Northumbria, I am still looking for a good steward to oversee affairs in Normandy and Mercia. I will also have to send a messenger to the army in Wales, I do not wish to wipe them out, for their longbowmen would be of much help in my push south into Flanders and then the other provinces of the French. The land is also fertile, and their archers would be a fine addition to my army, yes indeed, I would not mind spending a coin or two for that province and its men.
The year is almost over, I wonder how the next one will be. May the Lord Allmighty bless me, and bless the English, for I am convinced our destinies is to control the known world, and explore the unexplored territory.
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It is now 1093, all has progressed according to plan, except for the pope's gold which has arrived a few years later than expected, I had to recall my emissary to Rome, I tolerate error as we are but humans, but incompetence that I will never put up with. My financial adviser is definately a godsend, I do not know how but he managed to insure that there would be a profit even with all the spending I have done soon, I will have to reward him somehow but not yet, it is always a bad move to reward too much, men get airs and lose their usefullness. The men of Wales seem to be reasonable, although their loyalty leaves to be desired, my emissary to them has managed to insure their service for a mere 2006 florins, their men will complement my armies. Emissaries from all over Europe, and even from far-off North Africa from the Moslems come to me, and ask to be my allies, they notice that we are growing into a mighty nation, but what they do not know is that England will grow into a storm, that from history and the world map will erase them.
I continue the buildup of my armies, in Aquitaine, Sir Robin Uthred will lead his armies east into Toulouse and Sir Harry Eadwulf his north into Britanny, complemented by a few regiments that will come west from Normandy. In Anjou, Lord Holland builds up the province's defense to insure that the French will think twice before they think about attacking, in Normandy I will call the men from their homes and train them so that they support the English force invading Britanny and those that
will protect Anjou. My heirs have come to age a short while ago, and they seem to understand military matters, but it takes something other than that to be a good King. I will send them south each with their own army, hopefully they will learn about the intricacies of ruling by managing their men, or they will die in the field of battle in which case I will have another child who will be my heir...or adopt one.
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It is now the year 1095, I feel my end approaching, but I do not fear that the plans that I have been laid will be thrown aside. My sons, especially William my heir, have become leaders of men, and tenders of land. And I feel ready to make the move, William is in Aquitaine to lead our armies north into Brittany, Edmund from Wessex will lead my forces into battle against Flanders. All is ready, the first stage of our plans have been set, now I will implement th.....
Any comments/advice or whatever will be appreciated :D
It is the Lord's year of 1087, and I, William of the English, control those lands as my father and his father have, but I will bring an end to this era of complacency we have lived on. As a wise man once said "Men turn inward to fight, when outward there is peace", I will this wise word and lead my men to victory never seen in England, not even seen in the distant Roman Empire and victories that will NEVER be seen again. I will make England the capital of the world, but unlike the Romans, I will make sure I keep it the capital of the known world, and so will my heir, and his heir, and his heir's heir...and so on.
I have a ten thousand florins surplus in my coffers, with words by my representative in Rome that the Pope sends me another thousand, and it should be here sometime the next year. The estimated profit from all my provinces for next year will be slightly over a thousand florins, I trust this amount to be true as my financial adviser has proven his loyalty to me countless times. I will invest most of this year's spending in agricultural reforms, not only will the commons adore me, but it will be a long term good investment as more people will prosper and thus live, and that means more arms in my armies. But I will have to build forts in Mercia because of the Rebels in Wales, Northumbria because of those pesky Scots, Normandy for it is flanked by Flanders and Britanny controlled by the French, but not for long...In Aquitaine I will also invest in the agriculture, but first watchtowers must be built, and in Wessex the same is true.
I have trust that nothing will happen this year, for Aquitaine is governed by Lord Roos a fine choice for he will stimulate the province's economy, but I fear that he has not yet experienced battle and will not know how to act in one...I will have to search for a good Marshall for my forces there. The same is true for Lord Holland in Anjou, and Lord Longchamp in Northumbria, I am still looking for a good steward to oversee affairs in Normandy and Mercia. I will also have to send a messenger to the army in Wales, I do not wish to wipe them out, for their longbowmen would be of much help in my push south into Flanders and then the other provinces of the French. The land is also fertile, and their archers would be a fine addition to my army, yes indeed, I would not mind spending a coin or two for that province and its men.
The year is almost over, I wonder how the next one will be. May the Lord Allmighty bless me, and bless the English, for I am convinced our destinies is to control the known world, and explore the unexplored territory.
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It is now 1093, all has progressed according to plan, except for the pope's gold which has arrived a few years later than expected, I had to recall my emissary to Rome, I tolerate error as we are but humans, but incompetence that I will never put up with. My financial adviser is definately a godsend, I do not know how but he managed to insure that there would be a profit even with all the spending I have done soon, I will have to reward him somehow but not yet, it is always a bad move to reward too much, men get airs and lose their usefullness. The men of Wales seem to be reasonable, although their loyalty leaves to be desired, my emissary to them has managed to insure their service for a mere 2006 florins, their men will complement my armies. Emissaries from all over Europe, and even from far-off North Africa from the Moslems come to me, and ask to be my allies, they notice that we are growing into a mighty nation, but what they do not know is that England will grow into a storm, that from history and the world map will erase them.
I continue the buildup of my armies, in Aquitaine, Sir Robin Uthred will lead his armies east into Toulouse and Sir Harry Eadwulf his north into Britanny, complemented by a few regiments that will come west from Normandy. In Anjou, Lord Holland builds up the province's defense to insure that the French will think twice before they think about attacking, in Normandy I will call the men from their homes and train them so that they support the English force invading Britanny and those that
will protect Anjou. My heirs have come to age a short while ago, and they seem to understand military matters, but it takes something other than that to be a good King. I will send them south each with their own army, hopefully they will learn about the intricacies of ruling by managing their men, or they will die in the field of battle in which case I will have another child who will be my heir...or adopt one.
- - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
It is now the year 1095, I feel my end approaching, but I do not fear that the plans that I have been laid will be thrown aside. My sons, especially William my heir, have become leaders of men, and tenders of land. And I feel ready to make the move, William is in Aquitaine to lead our armies north into Brittany, Edmund from Wessex will lead my forces into battle against Flanders. All is ready, the first stage of our plans have been set, now I will implement th.....
Any comments/advice or whatever will be appreciated :D