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La Chanson de la Victoire (The Song of Victory): La Petite Arpenteuse (Non, SV, you are a General of France in the Napoleonic War!)
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Name: Guy Loup
Titles: Citizen of France, Major of the French Army, Colonel of the French Army
Age: 30
Height 5'9''
Hometown: Javols, France
Birthday: 5th October 1767
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France, Napoleonic
Republican Sentiments: 9 "The Flame of the Revolution guides the Path for France."
Monarchist Sentiments: 15 "But only through the Guidance of Emperor and Empress does it not burn it's People."
Alliés: Pierre De l'Eclin, Jacob Dulong, Marshal Suchet
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Colonel of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Major of the Army of the Rhine, Colonel of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 20 "They say I am quite talented when it comes to coordinating my Men."
Charisma: 13 "I can motivate my Soldiers quite well."
Decorum: 9 "My appearance throws a lot of People off, it seems. Especially in high society."
Stewardship: 12 "I have little Talent for accounting and the like."
Intelligence: 18 "You need to know the Enemy and the Terrain to plan your attack."
Education: 12 "I rose from the ranks and have little formal Education. I can read and write, at least."
Subterfuge: 18 "Outmaneuver your enemy and then spring a trap on him...that is how you must act in politics and spy work as well as in battle."
SKILLS
Combat: 20: "Cross me and you'll see just how sharp this Wolf's claws really are."
Oratory: 8 "I'm not a great Speaker, at all."
Command: 18 "My Soldiers trust me and obey me."
Cavalry Command: 14 "Cavalry is important to cut off and encircle your foes."
Infantry Command: 22 "But marching and attacking with my Infantry is what I am truly good at."
Artillery Command: 10 "Sadly, my Artillery Skill is average at best..."
Grand Strategy: 19 "Plan ahead well and your prey will never escape your grasp."
Engineering: 8 "I have little Skill in this field."
Logistics: 17 "However, I know how to keep my men supplied...by any means necessary."
Manual Labor: 15 "I am not afraid to help my men in person when it comes to digging."
Law: 12 "While in War, some Rules must be broken or bend, we cannot abandon them entirely."
Administration: 7 "This Talent eludes me."
Traits:
Highly skilled Infantry Commander: This man is accustomed to command both Infantry both on the attack and in defense with high skill.
-Gains +15 when attacking or defending with Infantry.
The Wolf of Spain: You and your Battalion did well during the Spanish Campaign, fighting with ferocity against your Enemies. You did especially well in fighting foes that were in hiding or cutting off fleeing Forces. Suchet likened you to a pack of Wolves, hunting down their prey with skill and elegance.
You like the thought...
-+10 to all Rolls involving finding or fighting hidden or irregular Enemies, like Guerillas, Rebels or Skirmishers.
Titles: Citizen of France, Major of the French Army, Colonel of the French Army
Age: 30
Height 5'9''
Hometown: Javols, France
Birthday: 5th October 1767
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France, Napoleonic
Republican Sentiments: 9 "The Flame of the Revolution guides the Path for France."
Monarchist Sentiments: 15 "But only through the Guidance of Emperor and Empress does it not burn it's People."
Alliés: Pierre De l'Eclin, Jacob Dulong, Marshal Suchet
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Colonel of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Major of the Army of the Rhine, Colonel of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 20 "They say I am quite talented when it comes to coordinating my Men."
Charisma: 13 "I can motivate my Soldiers quite well."
Decorum: 9 "My appearance throws a lot of People off, it seems. Especially in high society."
Stewardship: 12 "I have little Talent for accounting and the like."
Intelligence: 18 "You need to know the Enemy and the Terrain to plan your attack."
Education: 12 "I rose from the ranks and have little formal Education. I can read and write, at least."
Subterfuge: 18 "Outmaneuver your enemy and then spring a trap on him...that is how you must act in politics and spy work as well as in battle."
SKILLS
Combat: 20: "Cross me and you'll see just how sharp this Wolf's claws really are."
Oratory: 8 "I'm not a great Speaker, at all."
Command: 18 "My Soldiers trust me and obey me."
Cavalry Command: 14 "Cavalry is important to cut off and encircle your foes."
Infantry Command: 22 "But marching and attacking with my Infantry is what I am truly good at."
Artillery Command: 10 "Sadly, my Artillery Skill is average at best..."
Grand Strategy: 19 "Plan ahead well and your prey will never escape your grasp."
Engineering: 8 "I have little Skill in this field."
Logistics: 17 "However, I know how to keep my men supplied...by any means necessary."
Manual Labor: 15 "I am not afraid to help my men in person when it comes to digging."
Law: 12 "While in War, some Rules must be broken or bend, we cannot abandon them entirely."
Administration: 7 "This Talent eludes me."
Traits:
Highly skilled Infantry Commander: This man is accustomed to command both Infantry both on the attack and in defense with high skill.
-Gains +15 when attacking or defending with Infantry.
The Wolf of Spain: You and your Battalion did well during the Spanish Campaign, fighting with ferocity against your Enemies. You did especially well in fighting foes that were in hiding or cutting off fleeing Forces. Suchet likened you to a pack of Wolves, hunting down their prey with skill and elegance.
You like the thought...
-+10 to all Rolls involving finding or fighting hidden or irregular Enemies, like Guerillas, Rebels or Skirmishers.
Name: Pierre De l'Eclin
Titles: Citizen of France, Colonel of the French Army
Age: 26
Height 6'5''
Hometown: Brest, France
Birthday: 31th July 1771
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France, Napoleonic
Republican Sentiments: 6 "Despite the deeds of Robespierre and his ilk, I still believe in the Revolution and it's Ideals."
Monarchist Sentiments: 12 "And the Emperor and Empress are the only ones who can realize said Ideals without destroying France in the process."
Alliés: Guy Loup, Jacob Dulong, Marshal Suchet, Count Tomas Vivar of Mouromorto
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Colonel of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Major of the Army of the Rhine, Colonel of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 18 "I know my way on the Battlefield."
Charisma: 16 "I'm not the worst when it comes to motivating my Troops."
Decorum: 17 "I am a Cavalry Officer. many find me quite dashing."
Stewardship: 14 "I overall know how to manage things."
Intelligence: 14 "I know how to gather Information and use it to plan ahead."
Education: 16 "I am well educated.
Subterfuge: 11: "I know how to spot basic Ploys, but I am no Mastermind."
SKILLS
Combat: 18: "My Sabre is sharp and ready."
Oratory: 12 "I know how to fire my Men up to ride and attack with me, at least."
Command: 18 "A Cavalry Officer needs his men to follow him if he wants to succeed."
Cavalry Command: 20 "My Chasseurs and I shall find the Enemy and destroy them."
Infantry Command: 6 "However, I know I am bad when it comes to leading Infantry."
Artillery Command: 5 "Same with Artillery."
Grand Strategy: 13 "I can plan ahead a little bit, at least."
Engineering: 5 "Not my forte, really."
Logistics: 10 "My men and i ride ahead. Let others pick up this slack behind us."
Manual Labor: 14 "I am no weakling, but Manual Labor is not that much for me either.
Law: 16 "In War, Rules must be bent and broken at times, but you should still keep them in mind."
Administration: 11 "I am...not great at this either.
Traits:
Skilled Cavalry Commander: This Man is a capable Commander of Men and Horses.
-Gains +10 when commanding Cavalry.
A good Companion: You were uncertain when Count Tomas Vivar of Mouromorto was assigned to your Unit as a Civilian Attaché, but the man has proven himself calm, respectful and intelligent. You find that you quite enjoy working with him. Plus, his knowledge of Spanish Customs and Culture has been helpful on more then one Occasion.
-+10 to all Rolls negotiating or otherwise peacefully dealing with Spanish People as long as Tomas Vivar is with your Unit.
Your Squares do not frighten me!: Other Cavalry Commanders falter and flee when coming face to face with an Infantry Square. Not this Man. He knows that such Formations are not invincible.
-Disadvantage when attacking Square Formations with Cavalry reduced by 15.
Titles: Citizen of France, Colonel of the French Army
Age: 26
Height 6'5''
Hometown: Brest, France
Birthday: 31th July 1771
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France, Napoleonic
Republican Sentiments: 6 "Despite the deeds of Robespierre and his ilk, I still believe in the Revolution and it's Ideals."
Monarchist Sentiments: 12 "And the Emperor and Empress are the only ones who can realize said Ideals without destroying France in the process."
Alliés: Guy Loup, Jacob Dulong, Marshal Suchet, Count Tomas Vivar of Mouromorto
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Colonel of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Major of the Army of the Rhine, Colonel of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 18 "I know my way on the Battlefield."
Charisma: 16 "I'm not the worst when it comes to motivating my Troops."
Decorum: 17 "I am a Cavalry Officer. many find me quite dashing."
Stewardship: 14 "I overall know how to manage things."
Intelligence: 14 "I know how to gather Information and use it to plan ahead."
Education: 16 "I am well educated.
Subterfuge: 11: "I know how to spot basic Ploys, but I am no Mastermind."
SKILLS
Combat: 18: "My Sabre is sharp and ready."
Oratory: 12 "I know how to fire my Men up to ride and attack with me, at least."
Command: 18 "A Cavalry Officer needs his men to follow him if he wants to succeed."
Cavalry Command: 20 "My Chasseurs and I shall find the Enemy and destroy them."
Infantry Command: 6 "However, I know I am bad when it comes to leading Infantry."
Artillery Command: 5 "Same with Artillery."
Grand Strategy: 13 "I can plan ahead a little bit, at least."
Engineering: 5 "Not my forte, really."
Logistics: 10 "My men and i ride ahead. Let others pick up this slack behind us."
Manual Labor: 14 "I am no weakling, but Manual Labor is not that much for me either.
Law: 16 "In War, Rules must be bent and broken at times, but you should still keep them in mind."
Administration: 11 "I am...not great at this either.
Traits:
Skilled Cavalry Commander: This Man is a capable Commander of Men and Horses.
-Gains +10 when commanding Cavalry.
A good Companion: You were uncertain when Count Tomas Vivar of Mouromorto was assigned to your Unit as a Civilian Attaché, but the man has proven himself calm, respectful and intelligent. You find that you quite enjoy working with him. Plus, his knowledge of Spanish Customs and Culture has been helpful on more then one Occasion.
-+10 to all Rolls negotiating or otherwise peacefully dealing with Spanish People as long as Tomas Vivar is with your Unit.
Your Squares do not frighten me!: Other Cavalry Commanders falter and flee when coming face to face with an Infantry Square. Not this Man. He knows that such Formations are not invincible.
-Disadvantage when attacking Square Formations with Cavalry reduced by 15.
Name: Jacob Dulong
Titles: Citizen of France, Captain of the French Army
Age: 22
Height 6'5''
Hometown: Reims, France
Birthday: 26th April 1775
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France
Republican and Monarchist Sentiments: 5 "Honestly, I care little for who or what rules France as long as they don't screw us all over. At least so far, the Emperor and Empress are doing a good Job with that."
Alliés: Pierre De l'Eclin, Guy Loup, Marshal Suchet
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Captain of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Captain of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 16 "I am not the greatest Commander, but I'm getting better."
Charisma: 15 "I can get my Men to follow me, no matter what."
Decorum: 6 "Bah...I have no Patience for this Nonsense!"
Stewardship: 8 "I am not good with Numbers."
Intelligence: 14 "I know it's better to scout ahead then to not."
Education: 7 "I never even went to basic school..."
Subterfuge: 8 "I have no Patience for this shit either."
SKILLS
Combat: 23 "Let me tell you something: I am one TOUGH Bastard."
Oratory: 11 "I can fire up my Troops, but other then that..."
Command: 19 "Those Bastards know they can trust me to lead them."
Cavalry Command: 6 "Bah, Cavalry. Stupid prancing Morons..."
Infantry Command: 21 "Ah yes...now THIS I excel at."
Artillery Command: 12 "Cannons should point at the Enemy and go boom, but that's all I really know."
Grand Strategy: 8 "I'm much better in the smaller Picture."
Engineering: 5 "Just no."
Logistics: 10 "Eh...my men and I will figure out how to keep ourselves supplied somehow."
Manual Labor: 20 "You call that digging?! Give me that shovel, I'll show you how you do it!"
Law: 7 "The Law, more often then not, gets in the way of a Soldier when all he does is trying to do his damn job!"
Administration: 4 "Yeah, no, I don't get this stuff."
Traits:
Impetuous Attacker: A stubborn commander on the attack. He is most effective when smashing his troops through Enemy lines.
-Gains +10 when attacking, takes a -5 when defending.
Brave: No one can deny that this man is not afraid to lay his life down for the Army, if necessary, even against all odds.
-+10 to all Rolls when facing an Enemy with superior Advantages.
Leads from the Front: Joins his men in person whenever possible, inspiring them to push on despite the risk to himself.
-Troops he commands gain +10 to all Rolls when he is personally leading them, but he suffers a -5 to his Wound Rolls and his Troops will suffer a heavy loss of Morale if he is incapacitated or killed in battle.
Titles: Citizen of France, Captain of the French Army
Age: 22
Height 6'5''
Hometown: Reims, France
Birthday: 26th April 1775
Nicknames:
Honors and Decorations: None
Beliefs: French Patriot, The Soldiers of France
Republican and Monarchist Sentiments: 5 "Honestly, I care little for who or what rules France as long as they don't screw us all over. At least so far, the Emperor and Empress are doing a good Job with that."
Alliés: Pierre De l'Eclin, Guy Loup, Marshal Suchet
Enemies: None
Offices Held: Captain of the Army of Spain
Past Offices held: Captain of the Army of the Rhine, Captain of the Army of Spain
Battles Fought: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Commanded: None
Battles Won: Battle of Mainz, Battle of the Rhine, Battle of Aachen, Battle of Kassel, Battle of Segovia
Battles Lost: None
Campaigns Led: None
STATS
Military: 16 "I am not the greatest Commander, but I'm getting better."
Charisma: 15 "I can get my Men to follow me, no matter what."
Decorum: 6 "Bah...I have no Patience for this Nonsense!"
Stewardship: 8 "I am not good with Numbers."
Intelligence: 14 "I know it's better to scout ahead then to not."
Education: 7 "I never even went to basic school..."
Subterfuge: 8 "I have no Patience for this shit either."
SKILLS
Combat: 23 "Let me tell you something: I am one TOUGH Bastard."
Oratory: 11 "I can fire up my Troops, but other then that..."
Command: 19 "Those Bastards know they can trust me to lead them."
Cavalry Command: 6 "Bah, Cavalry. Stupid prancing Morons..."
Infantry Command: 21 "Ah yes...now THIS I excel at."
Artillery Command: 12 "Cannons should point at the Enemy and go boom, but that's all I really know."
Grand Strategy: 8 "I'm much better in the smaller Picture."
Engineering: 5 "Just no."
Logistics: 10 "Eh...my men and I will figure out how to keep ourselves supplied somehow."
Manual Labor: 20 "You call that digging?! Give me that shovel, I'll show you how you do it!"
Law: 7 "The Law, more often then not, gets in the way of a Soldier when all he does is trying to do his damn job!"
Administration: 4 "Yeah, no, I don't get this stuff."
Traits:
Impetuous Attacker: A stubborn commander on the attack. He is most effective when smashing his troops through Enemy lines.
-Gains +10 when attacking, takes a -5 when defending.
Brave: No one can deny that this man is not afraid to lay his life down for the Army, if necessary, even against all odds.
-+10 to all Rolls when facing an Enemy with superior Advantages.
Leads from the Front: Joins his men in person whenever possible, inspiring them to push on despite the risk to himself.
-Troops he commands gain +10 to all Rolls when he is personally leading them, but he suffers a -5 to his Wound Rolls and his Troops will suffer a heavy loss of Morale if he is incapacitated or killed in battle.
A.N.: @Magoose, here are three more Character Sheets. All of them are Minor Enemies from the Sharpe-Series again, with Loup and De l'Eclin even being the Main Antagonists of their respective Novels/Episodes. Currently, they are all in Spain under Suchet.
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Magoose
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…I protest this accusation we had anything to do with what you wrote We just bounced off ideas on each other
Grumble.
Now that is viallining!
+60 to you sir.
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The Twelve Days of (Louis') Christmas (AvidFicReader)
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The Twelve Days of (Louis') Christmas
Julian and Louis sat in the gardens of Tuileries Palace enjoying the crisp December air. It was but a few days before Christmas, and while the Army Headquarters had calmed down for the lead up to the holidays, particularly with the departure of the ever-boisterous Marshal Severin to his home, the emperor's court was a bustling as ever. Louis made the conscious decision that discretion was the better part of valor, and now he hid from the circling courtiers out in the cold where they were loathe to follow.
With a sigh that brought forth a billowing cloud in the winter air, Louis spoke.
"I understand politics is unavoidable, but I hate how much I get dragged into them. I still think you are mad for how much you want to get into them, Julian."
"Hah, well, I'm just the son of a groundskeeper and a housemaid, I stick out in court like a sore thumb, and unlike Marshal Baguette, I don't have the reputation and social imperviousness he does to bull though and ignore court gossip. As much as he may dislike it, his close ties to your mother give him a lot of leeway, aside from his proven competence."
"Severin is just built different, I suppose. In any case, I hope his brother is as good as he is claimed to be, considering how long it's been since I've had word from my sister. Bad enough she is hiding in the British capital, but with only two guards and no news of late? I can't help but worry."
"Agreed. I worry that she may overstretch herself in trying to do too much for France and for your mother. She was always kind and willing to go out of her way for a nobody like me, what must she be like for those she loves and believes wholeheartedly in? Regardless, I think you have much more pressing things to worry about, Lieutenant Falcon."
"Enough with that nickname! Of all the habits you could have learned from Severin, it had to be the damned nicknames!"
"Half from Marshal Baguette, half from Charlie, I'd say. And with how long it's been since you've seen your Lady Marie, and with Charlie gone home, does that mean Gabby has gained another leg up?"
"Quiet you! My love life is no concern of yours! If I knew who you liked, I'd tease you mercilessly in return!"
"Is that so? I'm not so sure you would, Lieutenant Falcon."
"Besides, Gabrielle is at Versailles, and I can't bring myself to go there. So we only meet when she comes to the city on leave, and you're there as well."
"Huh, so nothing changes much, and letters to your lady love are few and far between?"
"Enough! I'll get you back, mark my words! And I still remember the Francs you scammed me of!"
"Ah, but sulking ill befits the famed Falcon of France! How about I cheer you up? I've been working over a song I heard, adjusting it just for you! 'Tis the season, and all that!"
Clearing his throat, Julian begins to sing:
"On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
A falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Two rival loves, and a falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Three rifled muskets, two rival loves, and a falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the fourth-"
"Shut up, shut up shut up!"
With a flushed face entirely unrelated to the cold winter air, Louis pelted Julian with his hat and shoved his balled up coat into his face to prevent his friend from singing the embarrassing lyrics.
"Revenge! Revenge will be mine, Ensign Pasta Boy!"
Dashing away from his incensed friend, Julian runs deeper into the gardens, shouting his reply over his shoulder:
"Ha! You'll have to catch me first, Lieutenant Falcon!"
"Graaah!"
Julian and Louis sat in the gardens of Tuileries Palace enjoying the crisp December air. It was but a few days before Christmas, and while the Army Headquarters had calmed down for the lead up to the holidays, particularly with the departure of the ever-boisterous Marshal Severin to his home, the emperor's court was a bustling as ever. Louis made the conscious decision that discretion was the better part of valor, and now he hid from the circling courtiers out in the cold where they were loathe to follow.
With a sigh that brought forth a billowing cloud in the winter air, Louis spoke.
"I understand politics is unavoidable, but I hate how much I get dragged into them. I still think you are mad for how much you want to get into them, Julian."
"Hah, well, I'm just the son of a groundskeeper and a housemaid, I stick out in court like a sore thumb, and unlike Marshal Baguette, I don't have the reputation and social imperviousness he does to bull though and ignore court gossip. As much as he may dislike it, his close ties to your mother give him a lot of leeway, aside from his proven competence."
"Severin is just built different, I suppose. In any case, I hope his brother is as good as he is claimed to be, considering how long it's been since I've had word from my sister. Bad enough she is hiding in the British capital, but with only two guards and no news of late? I can't help but worry."
"Agreed. I worry that she may overstretch herself in trying to do too much for France and for your mother. She was always kind and willing to go out of her way for a nobody like me, what must she be like for those she loves and believes wholeheartedly in? Regardless, I think you have much more pressing things to worry about, Lieutenant Falcon."
"Enough with that nickname! Of all the habits you could have learned from Severin, it had to be the damned nicknames!"
"Half from Marshal Baguette, half from Charlie, I'd say. And with how long it's been since you've seen your Lady Marie, and with Charlie gone home, does that mean Gabby has gained another leg up?"
"Quiet you! My love life is no concern of yours! If I knew who you liked, I'd tease you mercilessly in return!"
"Is that so? I'm not so sure you would, Lieutenant Falcon."
"Besides, Gabrielle is at Versailles, and I can't bring myself to go there. So we only meet when she comes to the city on leave, and you're there as well."
"Huh, so nothing changes much, and letters to your lady love are few and far between?"
"Enough! I'll get you back, mark my words! And I still remember the Francs you scammed me of!"
"Ah, but sulking ill befits the famed Falcon of France! How about I cheer you up? I've been working over a song I heard, adjusting it just for you! 'Tis the season, and all that!"
Clearing his throat, Julian begins to sing:
"On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
A falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Two rival loves, and a falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Three rifled muskets, two rival loves, and a falcon in a Liberty Tree!
On the fourth-"
"Shut up, shut up shut up!"
With a flushed face entirely unrelated to the cold winter air, Louis pelted Julian with his hat and shoved his balled up coat into his face to prevent his friend from singing the embarrassing lyrics.
"Revenge! Revenge will be mine, Ensign Pasta Boy!"
Dashing away from his incensed friend, Julian runs deeper into the gardens, shouting his reply over his shoulder:
"Ha! You'll have to catch me first, Lieutenant Falcon!"
"Graaah!"
A quick little omake for Christmas, set in the previous turn. I had been turning the lyrics over in my head, and got the first three verses down pat. Wasn't sure about the rest, so I had Louis cut Julian off there. Might have gone for ten field marshals and twelve army corps, but I didn't have ideas for the rest that would match the cadence.
Magoose
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I think those words are without question, the tag line of the Severin Negaverse…
+20
I wonder what our Tagline is at this point?
Anyone got any ideas.
Duke William of
I really need to finish my quests. :V
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That's called foreshadowing!Also: You all are going to love this update.
After all, who dosent like a good twist
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At least you didn't fuck up.
Magoose
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Actually no.Joy, because know we know we did
You didn't fuck up. In fact, you had a very pleasant conversation with the Emperor.
It's what he's asking you to do is... unplesent.
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Counterrevolutionary shit.OH, Dammit it to hell. What does old napol want us to do that's morally grey at this stage in a VERY important meeting?
us compromising our revolutionary spirit in the name of realpolitik.
and far far worse.
Not the most acine thing than, thank all that is good then. And with that context, not really surprised then. No matter how righteous of a person you are, unless you want to be a ruler, you need to make some "Questionable" shall we say decisions. And unfortunately, we cant get out of this one, without things getting out of control.
To Shape Europe: An Austrian Crisis 2: The Emperor
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To Shape Europe: An Austrian Crisis 2: The Emperor
"Jullian, must you be so close?" You asked.
"Yes. If there is a shot, they must hit me." He replied.
"You are being a bit overdramatic." You stated concern on your face.
"Oh come now Empress, do not act like Marshal Baguette," he complained. "I know what I am doing."
"And what would that be, besides making yourself look like a fool?" You replied.
"Protecting you." He replied. "
Everything felt strange as you waited outside the office of the great Emperor of Austria. It was a place that was high in the Palace, overlooking the Ancient city of Vienna, its subjects, and the valley of the Danube river, but not too much. If you did not know better, you could say that he could see everything, yet you knew it was a lie. There was no way one man could see everything in his city. Control it, even when he had eyes on it. It was like having the power of God but not having His power to stop what is to come.
It was like all great monarchs shared a common problem, a problem that stemmed from them being mortal. They in theory had the power to do whatever they wanted, without any repercussions. To rule as God did in his kingdom. But they were mear mortals that were bound to this earthly realm.
And unlike even Napoleon, who had chosen to stifle and surrender many of the powers he could have been absolutely powerful, these men had no luxury.
"Enter." A voice, in French, stated, as the door opened to the office of the Emperor.
As you entered, you saw only a single servant with the Emperor, who was merely helping him with a few notes, as if he was a stenographer.
The Servant was young, perhaps even your age if you had to guess, but clean-shaven and with wavy blond hair that was cropped short. His clothes were that of a soldier, and even with the youth, he had a fire that reminded you of Severin.
An unyielding force.
You entered with as much grace as you could, first mustering a soft bow of your head, and then a curtsy. "Emperor."
The Emperor did not share the same glance of decorum. He saw how uncomfortable you were trying to act like someone you were not. "Leave us, we will discuss the defense later."
There were more words spoken, but your limited German was not enough for you to truly understand it. The servant gave a bow before he brushed aside you. His eyes were filled with a hatred that was burning for you, but he wisely did not say anything to you. You ignored him, but you felt uncomfortable. You had seen him in eyes of many nobles, and a few soldiers. But never with such intensity. Most hated your brother and your Husband. Not you.
Jullian for his part, remained by your side. "Are you going to be alright?"
"Yes. Just remain quiet." You answered. "Please."
The door creaked shut, before locking behind you, the Emperor sitting back, relaxing in his chair as he turned around to look out a window. "Do you speak German?" He asked.
You took a moment to realize that the question was more for him than you. "My German is not good enough for lengthy conversations, though I can read it quite well."
"The Boy?" He asked again.
"Jullian cannot read, or speak German, only Italian, and French, unfortunately."
"A Poor choice for a translator." Francis then turned his chair before sitting up. "You can sit if you like." He offered to a chair that was beside the desk. "And for your sake, I will speak in French."
You would have taken the bait, feeling insulted once upon a time, but you instead took a seat. "Thank you, Emperor."
You turned to Jullian. "Go outside."
"But-" He protested.
"Please." You replied, looking deep into his eyes. He then obeyed your order without question.
"You command not only the love of your men but their fear as well." The emperor approved. "Please Thérèse." He paused as he took a deep breath. "May I call you that?"
"Only those who know me well can call me that." You replied. "And with no disrespect Emperor. I do not know you that well to feel comfortable being spoken with such causality."
Emperor Francis chuckled, seeming to take great pleasure in making you defensive. "Would you prefer Generele? Or Marshal?" He asked. "I have heard many tales of you taking great pride in your military achievements. Even the ones that seem impossible, like when your army stormed Palermo in a storm."
"Marshal would be well." You replied.
"Not Empress than, as you are the consort of the So-Called Emperor Napoleon." You knew he was trying to get a rise out of you, but not in a way to make a mesure or to insult you. He wanted to see how you react.
"My husband's title, like my own, is not one we were ordained by God to have, as it was, you as well." You redirected, placing the ball into Francis' court. "A title is merely an empty vessel that person inhabits. Actions grant it power. Just as my actions have granted me a title by Merit, just as your birth granted you your title."
He was impressed. In fact, now he seemed to begin to take this seriously. "Do you know why I have asked you here?"
You paused. "As much as I believe you have something great and profound to say, I will answer with honesty. I do not know."
Francis seemed to chew on whatever answer he wished to have said, now lost. "I see." He stood up, allowing himself to stand in the sunlight that streamed into his office. The light made his pale face seem warmer, and more dignified instead of a shadow in the shade. "There are some in my court that wish nothing more than to thank you for the protection of my kin, and the True King of France, Louis, and his sister."
You wanted to interrupt, as you did not wish to be reminded of Louis's disdain and distancing to the crown, and the pain that came with it. He was much happier as a simple rifleman, much to your continued horror. Even as he grew older, and you accepted his role.
"There are others who wish nothing more than to scorn you, for being nothing more than the wife of a monster, and a giantess who is only good at war." He stated. Your eyes narrowed. "As you can tell, I am in the camp where the rational lie."
"The one that should hate?" You asked.
Francis chuckled. "No. Merely that angering France is not a subject that will inspire continued survival, both in my empires and in my people." The Emperor pointed to a map on his table, and you recognized it, at least in some way. It was old, months old, but it was the troop movements of the Corps. Your corps in particular was taken in a noted interest on the map. "France has proven to be the most powerful military force in this modern world. It matters not how many alliances it may take to destroy it, my nation will be in ruin." He stopped before taking a breath. "As it is now."
A great pause occurred as if he wanted to wait for you to speak. But you said nothing. "This revolution that is sweeping Europe. It may promise liberty. But all I see is bloodshed. Chaos. Death. That is what revolution brings. That is what its great spokesmen Robespierre preached, if only in his actions, rather than his speeches."
You found yourself standing. "Do you truly believe that it is only a radical you believe in? Or are you forgetting all the others?" You asked.
"The Radicals are the only ones who ever succeed," Francis replied. "I have yet to see a moderate revolution in our history."
"And that of the United States?" You questioned.
Francis, for a moment, raised an eyebrow, before shaking his head. "I do not consider a revolt started by tax evaders, that turned into a secession movement a true revolution. One that required a great power such as France for it to win."
You took a deep breath. "Yet you cannot deny the Republic it spawned. That now survives, even when Great Britain wishes to destroy it?"
Francis frowned. "I admire the strength of the character of General Washington, who died to see it survive. It remains to be seen whether it survives him."
You smiled. "I for one, have a strange and strong belief that, despite their challenges, and their struggles, they will become greater than all the old world."
A moment passed before you asked. "Why did you truly ask to see me, Emperor. You most certainly do not wish about what qualifies a revolution? Are you afraid that it may lead to your head being removed?"
"No." He was blunt in his answer. "I fear that the so-called genie is let out of the bottle. There will always be revolutionaries and revolutions. The only thing I fear is that it will only lead to the death of nations."
The Emperor took another breath to steady himself. "You may say a lot about myself, or my court or my ministers. But never ever doubt my duty to my people, who are slaughtering each other right now. There is a great tragedy in this revolution they had and showed how barbaric they are." Another moment, another pause. "There is one thing I will ask from your nation, that will be of great importance."
"And what would that be? I seem to remember the anger that my nation faces in the face of your own. Your people despise me."
"Yes. But I do not care about you, I care for my people. What I ask of you is help." He stated.
"And what would that help entail?" You asked.
"To stop this damn foolish thing in the Balkans… from destroying all of Europe with its flames," Francis replied. "That is all the Balkans are. A powder keg that is just waiting to be lit. And any man in Europe is the Match that could set it off."
"What it sounds like is you asking to dampen the powderkeg with blood." You stated.
Francis said nothing. He didn't need to say anything.
Before he finally spoke. "Blood is the only way this powder can be dampened. And if they have shown my people anything… there will need to be much blood spilled for it to finally stop.
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The Austrian Diplomatic Stance:
(-) 60 DC
The Austrian Government is willing to make significant concessions.
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A Note about Negotiations with Minster Talleyrand:
You will have considerable sway and bargaining power within these negotiations, but make no mistake, Talleyrand will do what he considers his best.
If you go above (+) 35 in the Negotiations on the DC, there will be a roll by Talley, and depending on how high that roll is, one, two, or three items will not be accepted by Talley and his crew, seeing that you are asking for more than France Desires, or will upset the Austrians.
So keep that in mind.
You are not the head honcho here. Talley is. And he is not giving you much leeway here.
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Concessions: What do you ask of them:
[]The Alliance of Empires: France and Austria used to be one of the great partnerships of the Great Game of European Power. Perhaps once again, they can be… again? (Adds +60. Will cause a great deal of shakeup in the Entire Continent, as this clause will be for active participation in Austria's Part. Will also send alarm bells to Prussia, Russia, and Britain… )
[]Accept Napoleon as Emperor: There will be no question on who leads France. His name is Napoleon, and he is the Emperor of the French. (Adds +20. This will ruffle some feathers around Austria, as Louis is still alive, and even with past treaties nulling their royal titles, He is still the Rightful ruler of France.)
[]The Austrian Netherlands Change Hands: Though informal, due to the War, the Austrian Netherlands have not officially left Austrian control, despite their defeats and withdrawal. It is time to make it official, with no hard feelings. (Adds 5. Will Clean up the Boarders in Europe. Austria has all but given up trying to hold onto it thanks to Napoleon. Cause a great deal of disruption within Northwestern Europe. Britain will become Scared)
[]Accept French Dominion over the Italian Penninsula: The Austrians will no longer hold dominion over Italy, and none of their traditional holdings and claims will be recognized. (+30 The Many hardliners within THe Austrian Court will see this as an affront to their honor.)
[]The Dissolution of the Holy Roman Empire: The Holy Roman Empire, an institution that has lasted since Charles the Great, will come to an end. May something better come to it's place. (+45. This will create a great deal of Chaos in Germany and Central Europe, but also an opportunity to nation-build, and to create new organizations that are stronger than the old Reich. Watch out for Prussia, however, as this may be the exact opportunity for the Unifiers in the Prussian Court to unleash their plans.
[]Navel Building, and Other Empire Building Projects: Austrian shipbuilding capabilities are not near the greatness of the British Isles, but they have a great deal of lumber and shipbuilders. French Ships are needed. And they can offer. (+35. The French Navy will see a SIGNIFICANT INCREASE in the coming years. Britain may attack your colonies in the New World as revenge if this action is taken.)
[]Disarming a Nation: Austria, after its civil war, will never be a threat ever again. (+75 You are asking a lot from a nation that is on fire to disarm and stick to only an army of 50,000 men)
[]Release A Republic: Due to the Nature of the revolts, this will not be accepted. (Do not attempt to do this, or you will be booted from negotiations.)
[]Write in: (Subject to QM Approval)
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Grants: What do you Give them?:
[]The Army of the East: The Austrians are wishing for help in their dealing with the Revolt. You will send 3 Corps to the Balkans and they will restore order. (-20. The Army of the East is formed, and 3 random corps are sent to the East to help the Austrian Army)
[]The Renegotiation of the Treaties?: Austria will renegotiate the Treaty, and will pay a significant sum of money less to France. Austria will also get their eagles back. (-10 Austria will not be humiliated anymore)
[]Returning Territory (Italy): You will return territory to the Austrians, a deal of it in Northern Italy. (-15. There is a great deal of territorial change in Italy, pissing off the Italian allies you have, along with placating all of the more radical nobles.)
[]Retunring Territory (Austrian Netherlands): Control of the Netherlands is not entirely lost, but on paper, they still maintain control, despite the nominal occupation by the Kingdom of Holland. (-10 The Austrians are plicated and will look at you more favorably, but the Former Batavian Republic and now the Kingdom of Holland is angered.)
[]Stregnthinig the Empire: The Emperor needs military force to pass a few centralizing reforms into the HRE. The French Army can do just that. Backing his words and proposals with the most powerful army on the Planet (-30 You help the HRE become a far more centralized state. Dear God, what the hell are you doing?)
[]Write in: (Subject to QM Approval)
AN: Enjoy and vote in plan format.
THere is a moratorium for 12 hours.
You may note that some of the explanations are vague. That is intentional.
"Jullian, must you be so close?" You asked.
"Yes. If there is a shot, they must hit me." He replied.
"You are being a bit overdramatic." You stated concern on your face.
"Oh come now Empress, do not act like Marshal Baguette," he complained. "I know what I am doing."
"And what would that be, besides making yourself look like a fool?" You replied.
"Protecting you." He replied. "
Everything felt strange as you waited outside the office of the great Emperor of Austria. It was a place that was high in the Palace, overlooking the Ancient city of Vienna, its subjects, and the valley of the Danube river, but not too much. If you did not know better, you could say that he could see everything, yet you knew it was a lie. There was no way one man could see everything in his city. Control it, even when he had eyes on it. It was like having the power of God but not having His power to stop what is to come.
It was like all great monarchs shared a common problem, a problem that stemmed from them being mortal. They in theory had the power to do whatever they wanted, without any repercussions. To rule as God did in his kingdom. But they were mear mortals that were bound to this earthly realm.
And unlike even Napoleon, who had chosen to stifle and surrender many of the powers he could have been absolutely powerful, these men had no luxury.
"Enter." A voice, in French, stated, as the door opened to the office of the Emperor.
As you entered, you saw only a single servant with the Emperor, who was merely helping him with a few notes, as if he was a stenographer.
The Servant was young, perhaps even your age if you had to guess, but clean-shaven and with wavy blond hair that was cropped short. His clothes were that of a soldier, and even with the youth, he had a fire that reminded you of Severin.
An unyielding force.
You entered with as much grace as you could, first mustering a soft bow of your head, and then a curtsy. "Emperor."
The Emperor did not share the same glance of decorum. He saw how uncomfortable you were trying to act like someone you were not. "Leave us, we will discuss the defense later."
There were more words spoken, but your limited German was not enough for you to truly understand it. The servant gave a bow before he brushed aside you. His eyes were filled with a hatred that was burning for you, but he wisely did not say anything to you. You ignored him, but you felt uncomfortable. You had seen him in eyes of many nobles, and a few soldiers. But never with such intensity. Most hated your brother and your Husband. Not you.
Jullian for his part, remained by your side. "Are you going to be alright?"
"Yes. Just remain quiet." You answered. "Please."
The door creaked shut, before locking behind you, the Emperor sitting back, relaxing in his chair as he turned around to look out a window. "Do you speak German?" He asked.
You took a moment to realize that the question was more for him than you. "My German is not good enough for lengthy conversations, though I can read it quite well."
"The Boy?" He asked again.
"Jullian cannot read, or speak German, only Italian, and French, unfortunately."
"A Poor choice for a translator." Francis then turned his chair before sitting up. "You can sit if you like." He offered to a chair that was beside the desk. "And for your sake, I will speak in French."
You would have taken the bait, feeling insulted once upon a time, but you instead took a seat. "Thank you, Emperor."
You turned to Jullian. "Go outside."
"But-" He protested.
"Please." You replied, looking deep into his eyes. He then obeyed your order without question.
"You command not only the love of your men but their fear as well." The emperor approved. "Please Thérèse." He paused as he took a deep breath. "May I call you that?"
"Only those who know me well can call me that." You replied. "And with no disrespect Emperor. I do not know you that well to feel comfortable being spoken with such causality."
Emperor Francis chuckled, seeming to take great pleasure in making you defensive. "Would you prefer Generele? Or Marshal?" He asked. "I have heard many tales of you taking great pride in your military achievements. Even the ones that seem impossible, like when your army stormed Palermo in a storm."
"Marshal would be well." You replied.
"Not Empress than, as you are the consort of the So-Called Emperor Napoleon." You knew he was trying to get a rise out of you, but not in a way to make a mesure or to insult you. He wanted to see how you react.
"My husband's title, like my own, is not one we were ordained by God to have, as it was, you as well." You redirected, placing the ball into Francis' court. "A title is merely an empty vessel that person inhabits. Actions grant it power. Just as my actions have granted me a title by Merit, just as your birth granted you your title."
He was impressed. In fact, now he seemed to begin to take this seriously. "Do you know why I have asked you here?"
You paused. "As much as I believe you have something great and profound to say, I will answer with honesty. I do not know."
Francis seemed to chew on whatever answer he wished to have said, now lost. "I see." He stood up, allowing himself to stand in the sunlight that streamed into his office. The light made his pale face seem warmer, and more dignified instead of a shadow in the shade. "There are some in my court that wish nothing more than to thank you for the protection of my kin, and the True King of France, Louis, and his sister."
You wanted to interrupt, as you did not wish to be reminded of Louis's disdain and distancing to the crown, and the pain that came with it. He was much happier as a simple rifleman, much to your continued horror. Even as he grew older, and you accepted his role.
"There are others who wish nothing more than to scorn you, for being nothing more than the wife of a monster, and a giantess who is only good at war." He stated. Your eyes narrowed. "As you can tell, I am in the camp where the rational lie."
"The one that should hate?" You asked.
Francis chuckled. "No. Merely that angering France is not a subject that will inspire continued survival, both in my empires and in my people." The Emperor pointed to a map on his table, and you recognized it, at least in some way. It was old, months old, but it was the troop movements of the Corps. Your corps in particular was taken in a noted interest on the map. "France has proven to be the most powerful military force in this modern world. It matters not how many alliances it may take to destroy it, my nation will be in ruin." He stopped before taking a breath. "As it is now."
A great pause occurred as if he wanted to wait for you to speak. But you said nothing. "This revolution that is sweeping Europe. It may promise liberty. But all I see is bloodshed. Chaos. Death. That is what revolution brings. That is what its great spokesmen Robespierre preached, if only in his actions, rather than his speeches."
You found yourself standing. "Do you truly believe that it is only a radical you believe in? Or are you forgetting all the others?" You asked.
"The Radicals are the only ones who ever succeed," Francis replied. "I have yet to see a moderate revolution in our history."
"And that of the United States?" You questioned.
Francis, for a moment, raised an eyebrow, before shaking his head. "I do not consider a revolt started by tax evaders, that turned into a secession movement a true revolution. One that required a great power such as France for it to win."
You took a deep breath. "Yet you cannot deny the Republic it spawned. That now survives, even when Great Britain wishes to destroy it?"
Francis frowned. "I admire the strength of the character of General Washington, who died to see it survive. It remains to be seen whether it survives him."
You smiled. "I for one, have a strange and strong belief that, despite their challenges, and their struggles, they will become greater than all the old world."
A moment passed before you asked. "Why did you truly ask to see me, Emperor. You most certainly do not wish about what qualifies a revolution? Are you afraid that it may lead to your head being removed?"
"No." He was blunt in his answer. "I fear that the so-called genie is let out of the bottle. There will always be revolutionaries and revolutions. The only thing I fear is that it will only lead to the death of nations."
The Emperor took another breath to steady himself. "You may say a lot about myself, or my court or my ministers. But never ever doubt my duty to my people, who are slaughtering each other right now. There is a great tragedy in this revolution they had and showed how barbaric they are." Another moment, another pause. "There is one thing I will ask from your nation, that will be of great importance."
"And what would that be? I seem to remember the anger that my nation faces in the face of your own. Your people despise me."
"Yes. But I do not care about you, I care for my people. What I ask of you is help." He stated.
"And what would that help entail?" You asked.
"To stop this damn foolish thing in the Balkans… from destroying all of Europe with its flames," Francis replied. "That is all the Balkans are. A powder keg that is just waiting to be lit. And any man in Europe is the Match that could set it off."
"What it sounds like is you asking to dampen the powderkeg with blood." You stated.
Francis said nothing. He didn't need to say anything.
Before he finally spoke. "Blood is the only way this powder can be dampened. And if they have shown my people anything… there will need to be much blood spilled for it to finally stop.
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The Austrian Diplomatic Stance:
(-) 60 DC
The Austrian Government is willing to make significant concessions.
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A Note about Negotiations with Minster Talleyrand:
You will have considerable sway and bargaining power within these negotiations, but make no mistake, Talleyrand will do what he considers his best.
If you go above (+) 35 in the Negotiations on the DC, there will be a roll by Talley, and depending on how high that roll is, one, two, or three items will not be accepted by Talley and his crew, seeing that you are asking for more than France Desires, or will upset the Austrians.
So keep that in mind.
You are not the head honcho here. Talley is. And he is not giving you much leeway here.
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Concessions: What do you ask of them:
[]The Alliance of Empires: France and Austria used to be one of the great partnerships of the Great Game of European Power. Perhaps once again, they can be… again? (Adds +60. Will cause a great deal of shakeup in the Entire Continent, as this clause will be for active participation in Austria's Part. Will also send alarm bells to Prussia, Russia, and Britain… )
[]Accept Napoleon as Emperor: There will be no question on who leads France. His name is Napoleon, and he is the Emperor of the French. (Adds +20. This will ruffle some feathers around Austria, as Louis is still alive, and even with past treaties nulling their royal titles, He is still the Rightful ruler of France.)
[]The Austrian Netherlands Change Hands: Though informal, due to the War, the Austrian Netherlands have not officially left Austrian control, despite their defeats and withdrawal. It is time to make it official, with no hard feelings. (Adds 5. Will Clean up the Boarders in Europe. Austria has all but given up trying to hold onto it thanks to Napoleon. Cause a great deal of disruption within Northwestern Europe. Britain will become Scared)
[]Accept French Dominion over the Italian Penninsula: The Austrians will no longer hold dominion over Italy, and none of their traditional holdings and claims will be recognized. (+30 The Many hardliners within THe Austrian Court will see this as an affront to their honor.)
[]The Dissolution of the Holy Roman Empire: The Holy Roman Empire, an institution that has lasted since Charles the Great, will come to an end. May something better come to it's place. (+45. This will create a great deal of Chaos in Germany and Central Europe, but also an opportunity to nation-build, and to create new organizations that are stronger than the old Reich. Watch out for Prussia, however, as this may be the exact opportunity for the Unifiers in the Prussian Court to unleash their plans.
[]Navel Building, and Other Empire Building Projects: Austrian shipbuilding capabilities are not near the greatness of the British Isles, but they have a great deal of lumber and shipbuilders. French Ships are needed. And they can offer. (+35. The French Navy will see a SIGNIFICANT INCREASE in the coming years. Britain may attack your colonies in the New World as revenge if this action is taken.)
[]Disarming a Nation: Austria, after its civil war, will never be a threat ever again. (+75 You are asking a lot from a nation that is on fire to disarm and stick to only an army of 50,000 men)
[]Release A Republic: Due to the Nature of the revolts, this will not be accepted. (Do not attempt to do this, or you will be booted from negotiations.)
[]Write in: (Subject to QM Approval)
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Grants: What do you Give them?:
[]The Army of the East: The Austrians are wishing for help in their dealing with the Revolt. You will send 3 Corps to the Balkans and they will restore order. (-20. The Army of the East is formed, and 3 random corps are sent to the East to help the Austrian Army)
[]The Renegotiation of the Treaties?: Austria will renegotiate the Treaty, and will pay a significant sum of money less to France. Austria will also get their eagles back. (-10 Austria will not be humiliated anymore)
[]Returning Territory (Italy): You will return territory to the Austrians, a deal of it in Northern Italy. (-15. There is a great deal of territorial change in Italy, pissing off the Italian allies you have, along with placating all of the more radical nobles.)
[]Retunring Territory (Austrian Netherlands): Control of the Netherlands is not entirely lost, but on paper, they still maintain control, despite the nominal occupation by the Kingdom of Holland. (-10 The Austrians are plicated and will look at you more favorably, but the Former Batavian Republic and now the Kingdom of Holland is angered.)
[]Stregnthinig the Empire: The Emperor needs military force to pass a few centralizing reforms into the HRE. The French Army can do just that. Backing his words and proposals with the most powerful army on the Planet (-30 You help the HRE become a far more centralized state. Dear God, what the hell are you doing?)
[]Write in: (Subject to QM Approval)
AN: Enjoy and vote in plan format.
THere is a moratorium for 12 hours.
You may note that some of the explanations are vague. That is intentional.
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This is Emperor Francis of Austria and the HRE that is asking, not Nappy. And it's weighing ideals against pragmatism. We've fallen on the ideals side of the fence most of the time, but "damned foolish thing in the Balkans" is what's happening now.Not the most acine thing than, thank all that is good then. And with that context, not really surprised then. No matter how righteous of a person you are, unless you want to be a ruler, you need to make some "Questionable" shall we say decisions. And unfortunately, we cant get out of this one, without things getting out of control.
Magoose
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Oh and uh...
Next turn, this will come up:
What the Fuck Russia, why are your rolls so godly!
Next turn, this will come up:
What the Fuck Russia, why are your rolls so godly!
It's because of the fact, that this is the only time, We Get to Shine Dammit! Нет, спасибо ублюдку Сталину и Ленину в любом случае.
Magoose
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Well... Oh and the Russian assassins rolled like chumps and Jullian dealt with them.
Yep, my bad sorry, but ideals will never not be questioned, especially, when a situation as tumultuous as this quest, will not force us to do it.
Well Russia might become our greatest ally or greatest enemy
What
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Right then. Peacekeeping it is!
I wonder if we could offer more stuff. Like lawyers and civil bureaucrats to help re-establish new stable local governments in formerly rebel controlled provinces. French army and civilian engineers to rebuild infrastructure in ways that are pleasing to the french eye.
Monetary investment in order to get local business infrastructure back on track.
I wonder if we could offer more stuff. Like lawyers and civil bureaucrats to help re-establish new stable local governments in formerly rebel controlled provinces. French army and civilian engineers to rebuild infrastructure in ways that are pleasing to the french eye.
Monetary investment in order to get local business infrastructure back on track.
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
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Austria would not allow that to happen.
They may accept a lot...
but not that.