Romaioktonoi: The mighty Group AAR

[satalexton]

The Begining

The wind blows, the sun blazes.
A Great Council holds, by all kings. Former foes.
For all knows, a great enemy, baby eating wrenches.
They are creatures in man-form. Claim, they
hailed from the ruins of troia. Wive-thieves.
They are the Romaioi.



"O Mighty Zeus, great father of thunder,
heed our pleas of guidiance. Creatures
siring of Barbaropolis, baby-eating Xenos.
They grow day to day. Megas hellas wails."
Shed not a tear, o Mortals. For salvation
shall bring a thousand blessings to the living.
Know the Roman; Kill the Roman.



Blessed by the vision, the Council cheers.
For they are united, humanity as one. Two
Basileus they elect, Maion and Satalextos.
One guides in spirit; One guides in zeal.
To victory they shall lead. Barbaropolis,
pestilent, corrupt, filthy. Creatures in man-form.

Archeias Kainepolites, Chaplain from Great Hellas.
By orders of Polemarchos Basileos, he lead. A
spearhead of Hellenes. Fore of his depart,
wisdom from Satalextos he seeks:

'What is the greatest failure which we must guard?'
'The failure to die when death would serve the Basileus' purpose.

'What of the times when the enemy is stronger, in body or in number?'
'No xenos is more cunning then a Romaioktonoi. No traitor has the courage of the pious'

'How must the barbaroi be met on the battlefield?'
'The barbaroi fears our purity and nobility. He must therefore be met with the most pure and noble hatred.'

'What right do we have to pass judgement on a dweller of Barbaropolis?'
'I ask of you, what right have we to presume him innocent?'

'What do our enemies see when they look upon the Romaioktonoi?'
'They see their gods and the heroes of their corrupted myths, gathered before them and heralding the end of their world.'

Faith is his shield, there is nothing to fear.
Regent to Maion, a fine Makedones, gifts
Phalangitai of 3, and an ile of fine horsemen.
"There is only the Romaioktonoi,
and they are our shield and protectors."


Archeias marches to glory.
Burn the heretic. Kill the Roman. Purge the Barbaroi.

[the man with no name]

Oh wow. This should be good.

[Centurio Nixalsverdrus]

I am Regent to Maion's Throne, you obviously forgot.

[satalexton]

you are the one that gave out those phalangitai and horsemen.....have you forgotten?

[Centurio Nixalsverdrus]

you are the one that gave out those phalangitai and horsemen.....have you forgotten?

Ah yes. You are right. My name is Archeias, and I hail from Kainepolis. It must be the Alzheimer.

[GMT]

Is this an actual AAR or some more pointless romanoi babbling?

[Skullheadhq]

read the title :P

[satalexton]

...A Little background story...


The Ancient Ones

In the long forgotton past eons, there existed an ancient civilisation. They were one of the two only

civillizations in the then primitive and barbaric world. The other were called The Sages, residing in the far

east. They were a benevolent people, with great bodies and minds. They defeated the violent Titans,

whose remains, with the help of The Sages, used to shape heavens and the earth. The Ichor that

remained, The Sages provided the essence of nobility, The Ancient Ones provided the essence of purity.

Thus, in their own image, they created their first children - Man.


Spoilt children

The Ancient Ones doted upon the men of their realm. Dangerous beasts were slain, much knowledge in

various aspects of life were taught, incredible contraptions were built. Mankind's every need were catered

for, using the great knowledge that the Ancients taught. Should there be any obstacles that are beyond the

abilities of Man, their parents would intervene and remove it.

Before long, the essences of The Ancient Ones and The Sages became diluted as Man steep towards

hedonism. The vengeful fragments of Titans began to stir.


Pure Ichor of hatred

The dilution of The Essences had disasterous consequences, a new breed of man-shaped creatures

had formed. They know only the ways of the barbaroi, and are steeped in the jealous hatred of the Titans.
They wreaked havoc amongst all Gaia, slaughtering and killing in their wake. The spoilt men stood no

chance against these terrible man-shaped creatures. Only the rightous few, still strong full of both the

essences of Nobility and Purity, survived. These brave, pure, noble men, formed isolated pockets of

civilisation in various places in the world. They became our direct ancestors. They're isolated, and are

fighting a losing battle, against threats within (their own kind falling), and threats without (the onslaughts of

the fallen).


Last Invervention

The Ancients and The Sages, disgusted by the chaos of the world, regretted their spoilage of their

children. They sought to make amends. They sought to save mankind with one last divine intervention.

Gathered together, The Sages seperated themselves into fragments, of pure noble justice. The Ancients

sacrificed many of their own kin to empower their great leaders into noble beings of total purity. These

empowered Ancients used their power to imbue the fragments of The Sages into all (most, somewhat)

living beings. This gave the inhabitants of Gaia the strength, to purge the horde that are the man-shaped

creatures. A small pocket remained, they built their bastion of barbarism upon seven hills. These

creatures stole the mates of local animals, interbreeding them to bolster their numbers. The Ancients

anticipated this. For although their numbers may increase, they are also diluting their sentinence. The

fortress on the Seven Hills, kept in check by local human raids, was dubbed Barbaropolis (The man-

shaped creatures call their 'city' Roma).

The Ancients, what remained of them, retired to an unknown realm. They sought to refrain from intervening

with mortal matters, only to whisper to gifted individuals (those born with a slightly larger piece of Sage

fragment) their advice. They formed the pantheons of deities of various cultures.


Mutual mistrust

The bastions of humaity survived, they florished. But the memory of the great barbaroi creatures remained.

They remembered their deceit, how they pretended to be a fellow man, striking like a cunning viper with

their poisonous words. Humanity became mistrustful and paranoid. The Age of Isolation bred multitudes of

cultures, language and customs. Paranoia cause many to fall to civil strife, sad results of mistakening one

other as a barbaroi.

Attempts for Unity

Amist this new Age of Civil Strife, one man rose. Naturally born with an exceptionally large piece of Nobility

within him, An Ancient whispered to him. Through his priests and oracles, The Ancient adopted this man

as his son, bestowing him a great mission: The Unity of Mankind.

Upon the weakening of a middle empire, in the wake of another great birth of barbaric man-shaped

creatures, this man embarked upon a great crusade to save and unite humanity. This man was Megas

Alexandros.


Death of a Megas

As we all know, Megas Alexandros died young. He burnt all of his life away to prevent the second coming

of the barbaroi man-shaped creatures. He accomplished half of The Ancient's mission. He failed to

unite man-kind.

For decades Alexandros' generals and companions torn upon one other, forgetting the days of their noble

enterprise. Their wanton strife gave strength to Barbaropolis. It gave them a chance.

The Romaioktonoi

With the whisperings from the Ancient (known as Zeus), Alexandros was fortold of the dangers that lies in

the wake of his death. He used the last of his strength and life in secret. He gave trusted, yet then

unimportant Makedonians missions to all corners of the world.

His last words: "Gaia requires men and women of inquisitive nature, hunters who might seek the Romaioi,

the Traitor, the Fallen, the Xenos...a duty to vigilance"

And thus, gathered secretly amongst the atolls of Bartix, unknown to most of the world. The noblest of men

from all nations and cultures, lead their retinue and companions to form an Order. They elected the two

most noble of their lot to guide them.

The Romaioktonoi was born.

[Vasiliyi]

All Hail Megas Satalextos! This was most excellent, as even I did not know the true origin of the Romaioktonoi.

[johnhughthom]

Nice to see you guys doing something creative. I won't comment on it's accuracy, but it was certainly a nice read. Keep it up.

[Centurio Nixalsverdrus]

Fantastic, o Noble, o Pure! Finally, the truth unveiled!

[Belisarius II]

[satalexton]

Romaioktonoi Organisation

Current heads

Maion (Symbasileus), Satalextos (Symbasileus), Centurio Nixalsverdrus (Regent to Maion's seat).


History

The first Romaioktonoi were summoned by the loyal servants of Alexandros, based of the large fragment of nobility born within them (still not nearly as large as that of Megas Alexandros') They hail from all Gaia, bringing with them the most pure and noble of their retinue, advisors and most importantly: Elite troops.

These brave, loyal men were organized according to the dictates of the Codex Airetikos, in the event known as the Great Founding. Each Hetairos leads Chapters which consists of those he brought with him when he joins the Romaioktonoi.

Successive foundings over the years have created new chapters. They come along with their respective Hetairos that was summoned into the Romaioktonoi.

To some extent, the Chapters maintain the traditions and character of the nations they descend from.

Chapters adhere to the Codex Airetikos in differing degrees, some regarding any deviation from it as virtual heresy; others, notably the Hammer of Basileos, Sons of Makedonia, HunGeneral's Bloodkin, and Jevi's Baal Lords, only following the Codex in varying manners and zeal.

Inner Member's Organization

----Top Secret----
--Pending Permission to Disclose---

General Organization

The Military of the Romaioktonoi is comprised of semi-autonomous Chapters, each of which is a taskforce in itself, possessing its own ships, logistics, non-combatant personnel and hidden-fortress in a nation, island or naval fleet. There are roughly a hundred Chapters, each led by a Hetairos or above with the title of Chapter Lord.

A chapter's fighting force numbers a nominal 5,000, divided into 5 Chilliarchioi (approx. 1000 troopers), each of which is commanded by a Chilliarchos. Cavalry based chapters have roughly 3,000 men (they're usually divided in a non-Codex manner), but they tend to have stronger logistics and/or other support elements.

The Chapter Lords, most of them of the rank Hetairos, owe their allegiance to the two Symbasileios. Ultimately the Chapter is subject to the orders of the highest-ranking among the Romaioktonoi Inner, although only in a general sense.

Chapters are self contained, highly spartan communities in nature; for most of the common trooper, the Chapter is their world, and the only contact they have with outsiders is in battle. This ensures that their essences remain untainted.


Tactical organization

The traditional Codex Chapter is tactically organized into a number of different types of lochoi (16 men): Tactical (in hellenic chapters they tend to be called Pezoi), Assault (some keltoi calls them 'Tindanotae' or 'Gaesatae') and Missle (Steppe based Chapters are infamous for their HAs). The lochoi types are equipped and trained to fulfil a specific battlefield role, each of the three types designed to complement each other on the battlefield to make a far more effective whole. Different Chapters have different ratios of these lochoi types (Hellenic Chapters distain missles for example) as well as they own way of interpreting these classes. In addition to these three lochoi types/classes, veterans can be formed into an Honour Guard of 256 men. They do not count into the nominal 5000 men of a chapter, and they are led by a Speirarches/Chaplain that answers only to the Chapter Lord.

Different chapters have different names for their Honour Guard.

The Honour Guard are drawn from the best and most experienced warriors of the entire Chapter. The veterans wear the most uniquely powerful of armour and the most deadly of weapons. They are concentrationed together only when the Chapter's most potent fighers are required in a single occasion (usually a perilious one), or as elite heavy cavalry in a pitched battle (famous amongst Hellenic Chapters for their use of the Xyston). Otherwise, they tend to be spread out amongst the Chapter or sent out on 'special missions' by the Chapter Lord.


Chapter cult

A Chapter cult is an integral aspect of a Romaioktonoi Chapter. Every Trooper belong to the Chapter's cult, and accordingly every soldier of a Chapter is a spiritual brother as well as a brother at arms. These warrior cults emphasise honour, comradeship and strength. Chapter cults, often eons in age, have been developed from their own native traditions, and in many cases these cults predate the Romaioktonoi Creed even. Each cult is unique and autonomous, ministered by an inner priesthood of warriors known as Seers/Shamans/Druids/etc. The practises of these Chapters cults, rumoured to be heroic to point of near suicidal, serve to make the Romaioktonoi all the more feared by the Fallen (philromaioi), Xenos (man-shaped evil things) and Romaioi (dweller of Barbaropolis, the original man-shaped barbaric thing).


Prominent Chapters (incomplete list)

Alpha: Rays of Vergina Sun - A 10,000 strong double chapter led by Maion and Satalextos.
Beta: Sons of Makedonia - Centurio Nixalsverdrus, contains a unique Germanic Honour Guard element.
Gamma: Hammer of Basileos
Delta: HunGeneral's Bloodkin - A Cavalry based Chapter. Very formidable.
Epsilon: Jevi's Baal Lords

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I shall return to Chaplain Archeias Kainepolites' (5th Chilliarchia 'Pegasos' of the Sons of Makedonia)
battle tale soon. I'll leave the detailed descriptions of the various Chapters to their respective Chapter Lords.

[Centurio Nixalsverdrus]

Excellent! I will revert to this and post the organisation and spirit of my chapter later.

[satalexton]

The Barbaric host approaches. Their number are greater, bolstered by the Fallen and Xenos.
However, Chaplain Archeias knows that these kynai (dogs) are nothing compared to the strength in his men's soul.

Archeias Kainepolites is on a special mission requisitioned by Polemarchos Basileos upon the Sons of Makedonia. Tied down by a Traitor-Hunting crusade elsewhere, Centrio entrusted the command of 5th 'Pegasos' to Chaplain Archeias Kainepolites the Speirarches, knowing that he is capable of leading such an enterprise. Saving only the germanic elements for himself, Centrio also sent off over 200 of his Honour Guard to follow the Chaplain as heavy hoplitai and shock cavalry. For good measure (which proved to be an excellent decision), Archeias also petitioned to his Chapter Lord for the granting of 3 phalangitai units from the 1st Chilliarchia.

A crusading Chapter, the Sons of Makedonia has several fortresses (as opposed to the usual one) and many allies (They are part of the Romaioktonoi too, commonly known as 'Pezoi Romaioktonos'. While not as elite, they are pious and numerous.) to draw upon. Knowing the value of local knowledge, Archeias summoned elements of the 1337th Pezoi Megalle Hellados: Medium skirmishing horses, sturdy heavy infantry, and for luck- a mob of Sphendonetai .



Scouts, young men still in training, bring back to the camp the news and details of the One True Barbaroi. The dogs swarm from 3 directions, intending to steamroll the humans by force of numbers. Retreat is a sign of cowardice to the Sons of Makedonia, a herecy. Thus, Archeias swiftly ordered a tactical advance, backwards, and to meet their foes head on.



"Steady," Archeias orders his men. Mere formalities, as the men know their place and role by heart and soul. They are the Sons of Makedonia, Guardian of all Hellas. They fight for truth; they fight for hope. They fight for Fatherland; they fight for Romaioktonoi.

The mob of slingers step forward to spark the battle. Boisterous lads, they adorned their lead bullets with curses and deragotary insults. With great satisfaction, they fling the swearword-covered lead towards the Barbaroi.

-Next: The Clash-

[A Terribly Harmful Name]

I'm liking this! All hail the Romaiktonoi!

[satalexton]

This is not dead, I've been horribly busy.
I'm still busy, but the Justice that is the Romaioktonoi shall Reign again!

[Cute Wolf]

This is not dead, I've been horribly busy.
I'm still busy, but the Justice that is the Romaioktonoi shall Reign again!

All hail Satalexton!

[Jebivjetar]

we're like weeds: no one can exterminate us

[Skullheadhq]

cute!
Shall I write a chapter perhaps?

[Cute Wolf]

cute!
Shall I write a chapter perhaps?

Alpha: Rays of Vergina Sun - A 10,000 strong double chapter led by Maion and Satalextos.
Beta: Sons of Makedonia - Centurio Nixalsverdrus, contains a unique Germanic Honour Guard element.
Gamma: Hammer of Basileos
Delta: HunGeneral's Bloodkin - A Cavalry based Chapter. Very formidable.
Epsilon: Jevi's Baal Lords

It looks like the council allready have their own decision..... well, I was not active in this forum for some time since that earthquake, but everything is fine...

[satalexton]

cute!
Shall I write a chapter perhaps?

yes you may =], as long as it follows the 'codex'. (give me or centrio a look first if you're not sure)

[HunGeneral]

Finally some life in this AAR - I'm quite busy, but I will write that chapter if I have time again.

All Hail Romaiktonoi!

[satalexton]

-=The Clash=-

The enemy were exceptionally plenty, Great Thousands of One True Barbaroi supplemented by an
equal number of The Fallen. Agitated by the peppering of the spendonetai, they approached in a
pitful parody of a battle line. Now, through their eyes, not ears, the men of Pegasos learn the extent
of just how numerous their enemy were. They were outnumbered more than three to one.

The men began to laugh in a haughty manner. Their fathers have trimphed through far greater
numbers in their time, in Issus and Gaugemela. Those young whelps in the scouts call this a 'great
host'? Absolutely HILARIOUS! Some laughed so hard, they loled upon the ground. Some of the
bodyguards, in fact even the Chaplain himself, chuckled and grinned.

The pezoi of the 1337th, however, were not as amused. They were mostly semi-professional troops,
placed upon the flanks of a battleine formed by Chapter soldiers. The level of fighting faced were
minimal (compared to a Chaper Pezoi) and mostly flanking actions. Yet they knew better than to
panic, for they know: It is sweet and honourable to die for the Romaioktonoi.

Less then half a stade away, the Barbaroi makes ready their full advance. The slingers were the only
reason they're not breaking into a full charge.

"Pegasos! Romaioktonoi! SONS OF MAKEDONIA!!!" Archeias rallied, "THIS is the moment of truth. You
will not fear. You will not falter. You will not give a single step to the enemy!"

The lolling men fell back into their ranks, The Chaplain began his speech.

"Enemies of the Romaioktonoi, hear me. You have come here to die. The will of Maion and Satalextos
is with us and we are invincible. Their soldiers will strike you down. Their cavalry will crush you under
their hooves. Their mighty missles will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win.
The SymBasileos has given us the greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are
the Romaioktonoi, and today is our Victory Day!"

Addressing to the 1337th, Archeias assured the daunted Pezoi. "Remember, philoi. The blood of the
martyrs are the seeds of the Romaioktonoi! ALL HAIL ROMAIOKTONOI!!!"

That was all that was needed. Morale shot high into the cloud. Ammo spent, the slingers fell back through the line and readied their daggers. The first wave of barbaroi charged. The Romaioktnoi, marched forward in even steps, singing the great hymns of hate. The accumulation of 3 thousand pairs feet thundered upon every tread. Zeus is watching from above.

"Hate! Hate! Hate!
An emotion as pure as it is deep!
Hate! Hate! Hate!
Let it flow, let it run free!"

"They are our mighty Basileus!" an officer cried.
"Megas Maion, Megas Satalextos!" his unit replied.

"Hate! Hate! Hate!
An emotion as pure as it is deep!
Hate! Hate! Hate!
Let it flow, let it run free!" (everybody)

"There is only One True Barbaroi." (officer)
"They are the Romaioi!" (his unit)

"Hate! Hate! Hate!
An emotion as pure as it is deep!
Hate! Hate! Hate!
Let it flow, let it run free!" (everybody)

"We Hate the ONE TRUE BARBAROI!!!111"
"DEATH TO THE ROMAIOI!!!"

"WAAAGH!!!!!!" The Fallen threw themselves upon the sarrisae, clubs raised.
"ALL HAIL ROMAIOKTONOI!!!" The men of Pegasos exclaimed.





Next Chapter: <<"They're killing us!" "So kill them back!">>

[Centurio Nixalsverdrus]

Excellent. Just excellent.

[Cute Wolf]

"WAAAGH!!!!!!" The Fallen threw themselves upon the sarrisae, clubs raised.
"ALL HAIL ROMAIOKTONOI!!!" The men of Pegasos exclaimed.

Yes, the Romaioi have favourite pastime throwing themself on sarissa! They should have Bravery aplenty!

[Cute Wolf]

We balieve... in our sarissa...
We count our lives on them... and they work as our hand's guiding them...
We set our formation... and let our foolish enemies come...
We harden our heart... because we'll see many Romaioi Barbaroi becomes kebab on our sarissa...

[Skullheadhq]

Didn't knew they had kebab back then...

[Jebivjetar]

well you know now

yeah, those ladies like to eat spears. i feed them too with iron and stuff

[the man with no name]

Where is Maion anyways? I think i heard he went into self exile. Is this true? It also would be interesting to join and have a Gallic Chapter.