(Translated from old scriptures)
It was dark... I had almost forgotten who I was in the never-ending abyss that is the darkness, but then I remembered. I was an Anglo-Saxon from West Saxon, my parents where priests that had mysteriously died on a religious sweep through the land of the Picts, after they died I became the apprentice to a spear man who died fighting invaders, I felt so alone. I decided to be a traveling sell sword, and in a burst of vengeance and religious fervor I decided to strike out for everyone i had lost in the name of god and become...
Erick, Pagan Bane
Chapter I: Bandits and Headless Fighters
After striking out i decided to take a caravan to Cantware. after arriving i was weary and went to see the tavern keeper for a bed, on my way there i was ambushed by a bandit. i would like to say i made short work of that scoundrel but it was actually a challenge for he had a spear and i had a knife...
After that i stumbled into unconsciousness from loss of blood. when i awoke i was laying in a bed in a merchants house. he was a strange man, he told me of better trade in far off lands, how i should go there and then sent me off. i didn't even get out a word of thanks.
I decided to unite England under my banner thus allowing me to convert all the pagans and giving me a base of operations to conquer the other pagan land, i will first need to construct an army of religious followers, peasant, noble and Yeoman following my flag. after going to three villages i was getting discouraged, no-one wanted to join me. then i was overjoyed when i got over 16 men in the bordering country of Suth Seaxe, my Saxon brothers were more than willing to live by the blade and fight for Christianity.
On my way to my next few villages I was attacked by bandits, I was sure my new army would crush these cretins but it was not to be so as my Christian brothers fell like oak leaves in the autumn wind, i had not forseen that mere bandits may have been better equipped than my soldiers. I was shamed and beaten.
After being brutally defeated i decided to go back to Canteware, where (heh) they were holding a tournament. i was shocked at what i saw in the ring.
What Christian Kingdom is this, where they allow headless demons to compete in tournaments! i was determined to beat these devil children and when i rule this land demons shalt not be allowed in public!
Sadly i lost in the last round, and afterwords i sought a bed and a well-needed drink.
here is Erick's inventory
and here is his Character Page
Chapter II: Bodyless Pagans and barrels of Ale
February 26, Anno Domini 636
I am now regaling the exciting events that unfolded in these past days in Caer Meguaidd. After I left Cantewarei decided to go to Hrofeas Ceaster, a fort very close. the lord was very kind and commended me upon my bravery, afterwords he asked me if i could take a letter to a man named Aetheling found in Gyldeford. It wasn't far so I accepted. when i got there I noticed he was missing his torso.
I was about to point out that he was missing his chest but he didn't seem to notice so I continued the conversation saying that I had a message for him, he stopped me and asked if he if i wanted to know about the Pict lands. I was suspicious but i needed all the information i could get if i was to conquer those heathens, so i complied. He told a story of how he once was young and impetuous, he journeyed with a warband to the Pict lands, he told of how the men painted their bodies in dye and were sent to war. when he came to the end of his story he made a grave mistake.
That pagan bastard was a lord in a Christian kingdom! once again I questioned this so called "Christian" kingdom with Headless demons, Pagan lords with missing torsos! He shall be the first to die. But he musn't know that so I hid my irritation and asked if he needed anything done. he wanted me to collect taxes from Cetham his fief. That was the perfect opportunity to exploit his gullibility. I collected the taxes and headed straight to the Saxon town of Lundenwie, where I bought a cloak for warmth, a seax to replace my dagger, and a small shield to replace the one stolen from me by bandits. then i headed to the tavern to get a drink.
After that I asked the guild master if he had a job for me.
That was great! I could travel fast now that I had lost all my men. Be it pagan or not I was determined to get to that city. I avoided many bandits and one group I slew single-handedly after they killed my last soldier. On another occasion I wasn't so lucky, I was taken prisoner for a time before I knocked my guard unconscious one night. I found my purse, and they had stolen the 654 coins I had not hid in a secret compartment. I found my horse and little did i know that things would get a lot better once I got to town.
When I got there the town of Caer Meguaidd was bustling. A tournament was being held, and the winner would receive 200 coins and an invitation to the grand feast. I rushed to the tavern where I delivered the Ale.
Afterwords I entered the tournament. As I ran to the arena i vividly remembered the headless opponents. luckily I noticed my competitors had heads this time.
The rounds were taxing, The hurdles many, the challenges difficult, but somehow i came up on the top.
Oh the glory! I had won! So i ended my day feasting with royalty, but i have to tell you about that later...
Erick has leveled about twice since last time so here is his Character Page
He has gotten some new equipment so here is his Inventory.
Hello, this AAR was inspired by Me, Floris. i got the mod Brytenwalda and thought to myself what a good AAR it would make, so i decided to write one.