Tales from the Shepherd Empire -A Lusotannan AAR

[Shylence]

Tales from the Shepherd Empire



We have always been here. We are farmers, we are shepherds. We are warriors!

We had fought and we had lost! It was a desperate situation people from the north came across from the moutain wall of Iberia and changed our ways forever We had adapted with these tribes arival and had sued for peace but our lands were barren. Tales from the Greek merchants from the eastern sea told us of a Man named Alexandros, Megas Alexandros they called him had ruled a land far away that never ended. Our king Tantalos Lusotankum had always dreamed of being like this King but throughtout his rule he had struggled to keep his tribe alive. Only now im 272BC would he be ready for moving towards reclaiming the lost lands of his people.

Bare with me lads lassys and ladeens first AAR wish me luck

[LusitanianWolf]

Go go go Lusotannan!!!!!
There is something I was waiting for!!!!!
Good luck!!!!!!

[Justiciar]

Good luck. Go for it. And have fun.

[Shylence]

Cheers buddy. I have alot of it already done...I just have to get it all written up and all the pictures sorted out. i Also have to turn off them green arrows to but there aint too many ruining my pictures already taken. Update Tomorrow!

[Thaatu]

"There was music there in the Derry air, like a language that we could all understand"... I love that song. Good luck with this.

[Shylence]

Tales from the Shepherd Empire

Chapter one 272BC rise of the Lusotanakum

Tantalos was tired. Tired of hearing the same old stories, tired of how long ago men had begun to cross the moutain passes how they chased the lusitanians to the west. By Tantalos time they were not much differnent from each other both Gaullic and iberian the tribes had mixed. but Tantalos was different he had been born into a southern clann a son of a shepherd on the slopes of a moutain. He had never taken to sheep and his earliest memories were of his brothers taunting him of his lack abilities. It didnt matter now they were dead. long dead.

One night raiders came and destroyed the farms of his clann fearing for his life Tantalos ran and was found by an uncle who took him over the moutain. During that week they wandered to where the city people lived there Tantalos was sold to a noble man and worked in his house he never saw the uncle again. He couldnt remember his family name all he knew was that he was Tantalos Lusotanakum a pure one too Very rare. He grew and learnt the ways of the city people and at 15 he deceided to escape many Iberians moved to the citys and he felt a longing for them he knew they were his people not like the leaders of the citys or the Greek traders that came from the eastern seas. He learned of stories of battles, gods and Carthage and syracuse. Alexandros was the most intresting story he was inspired of this man everyone knew of him and his deeds.

He left and wandered back to where he would find his people going a different direction to all the iberians he met. he arrived at a village and within a week he fought for the village and then for the clanns of the valley and soon for the tribes of the moutains and that was when in the heat of a battle with north men he saw his king fall. Tantalos took control and won that battle. and soon lead these men and women on a story of defeat and retreat and finally victory and stability and growth.

But he was old and tired the stories had been told before. he was tired of being king tired of being a man with all the world resting on his shoulders tired of Heoric defeats tired of constant moving tired of seeing Lusotannan men women and children move to the southern cities to find work scared of the gauls tired of subsitance sheep farming Tired of being angry of those who had abandonded the cause.He was even tired of Alexandros and his deeds.

This was the story of Tantalos Lusotanakum and his family and his people.
In a bold move He had gathered the very last of his armies and his eldest born son to a council they were going to move and give eveything they could give.

the army was split into two and Tantalos headed to the treacherous Iberians of the south who had fractured from the Lusitanian tribes and moved towards bowing to the Carthaginian men of the southern cites. His son Latronos moved north towards the Gaulic men the Galleci if it failed then the money would be gone and the future of his people gone. Sucum murgi was the town closest to where he had been born he rembered it and to see his blood brothers abandon the cause was an insult to his dead family. In the north the strange Galleci reamled and after a great battle many years ago it was said most of them had sallied far away north to the mysty Isles Bringing the west of Iberia under his control would be a task Tantalos would hope to see. He was tired because he was old. He knew time was calling him and this would be his last heroic deed for the Lusotannan and this time it would be victory....


Hmmm gone over the top again just like in my Casse AAR that i never even posted.. oh well enjoy and i will squeeze another one in later on tonight and i promise i wont waffle on haha

OH! and can anyone tell me a could programe to use where i can enlarge the pictures but dont ruin the pixels..?!?! that map of Lusitania looks shite