[Arryn]

Turn #1, Spring year 1
Forces gather, plans are laid.
Having pondered my task, I consider the modest forces that have gathered for the start of this momentous mission. I have:

• Jorgun, my avatar, embodied in a Wyrm.
• Bdvar, a saavy Jotun Scout.
• Bove, a tough Jotun Herse and leader of
• 8 Jotun Axemen.

These loyal followers of mine are ensconced within the castle of Jotunheim (map province #67), which sits at the eastern tip of a small mountainous peninsula which juts southwest into the eastern end of one of the world's 2 great bodies of water. I have the benefit of being located in a mountainous province for improved resources, but the distinct drawback that I must fight my way up the peninsula, regardless of what opposition might lay before me, to reach the prosperous river valleys to the northwest and east with their high income farmlands. I suspect I am in an inauspicious position. I do not consider expansion directly into the sea at this time, as my troops are unable to follow my Wyrm into the water, should my avatar need assistance. My direction being rather clear, I begin my plans.

My realm begins with:

• 400 Treasury. (standard start)
• 223 Income. (decent)
• 104 Resources. (modest)
• 357 Supplies. (most bountiful)

I make it known that it is my divine desire that a Jotun Gode, a Jotun Spearman, and 2 Jotun Huskarls armed with spears are to heed my call to arms for the forthcoming foray on the peninsula. For the spreading of the announcement I provide 300 of the 400 gold coins in the treasury.

Jorgun takes direct control of the axemen from Bove, as Jorgun's morale of 30 means he will likely be the Last to break in a battle. It is always rude if your commander routs while the troops are still fighting, and I intend to prevent that from happening to me. I set my avatar to research within the school of 'Alteration', my short-term goal being the acquisition of the knowledge of how to cast the spells of Personal Luck, Barkskin, and Eagle Eyes.

Having set my avatar to his duties, it remains that I explore the provinces to my north to see what forces I shall face when I begin my campaign. To this end, I command Bdvar to make his way, stealthily, into the mountainous province of Iron Range (#79), which runs like a spine down the middle of what I am already thinking of as my peninsula.

All orders having been issued, I await the results. The march of time moves on to a new month.

to be continued ...

[ February 08, 2004, 07:46: Message edited by: Arryn ]