Do you mean constitutional monarchy?
Rebirth of the World (NO SV, Welcome to the Renaissance)
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so i hd missed a couple things when i wrote that, namely the vote already being closed, but also that mr macc seems fine with it? he is quite the spider so no doubt he has plans for every eventuality.
hanging out with a prince aint so bad. hey maybe giving him better guns will let him better police the conquistadors? apparently he tried to get them to act less dastardly.. unless im thinking of a different monarch...
hanging out with a prince aint so bad. hey maybe giving him better guns will let him better police the conquistadors? apparently he tried to get them to act less dastardly.. unless im thinking of a different monarch...
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I'm having fun. I'm glad they at least have our pistols and a massive boost to rolls as a result. Since M controls florence-
I'm pretty sure he can just buy them back and still be decently wealthy? It's not like they won't give Luciano anything he pays them for rifles instead.
Medici. Hmm. I've kind of been debating between a few OC Ideas, and one is a Medici, not in the way you expect tho. Maybe I'll right an omake to introduce them, when it isn't 1 in the morning and I don't need to get a few hours of sleep before I pop back up at 7 or earlier.
Actually wouldn't it be hilarious if the new king of Naples was a Medici?
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Let me roll for that?
Yep, its a fucking Medici.
mostly because everyone else rolled lower then a fucking 20.
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Oh my! I've caused all sorts of problems with that post. the massive grin I'm wearing is kind of hurting my bruised, swollen, cut cheek. Worth it....
Let me roll for that?
Yep, its a fucking Medici.
mostly because everyone else rolled lower then a fucking 20.
Did you mean "demagogy" there?
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Getting Too Old For This...
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The OTL is on fire and I love it, let's see how far this runaway train goes now that we've completely left the tracks behind.
Omake: Cosmo Medici (RandyTrevelyan)
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Omake: Cosmo Medici
Cosmo Medici gazed out at the splender of his kingdom. From it's pristine bay to it's majestic architecture Naples was a city to treasure. His city to treasure, tho there were many who would rather he not keep it. France and Spain were a concern, but more worrying were his old enemies. Already they struck out at his poor figlioccio, who's only crime was the unmatched excellence of his craft.
A part of him wanted to rebuke Machiavelli, for so carelessly broadcasting the boys talents. 7 was far to young to be an Internationally revered blacksmith. His parents had not survived such fame at more than thrice his age. It was however, only a small urge.
He new better than most folly to try and restrain Graziani brilliance, for he had payed dearly for his hubris in attempting so with Justin, and while he was perhaps a better man for that mistake, the cost weighed on him, now that reconciliation was forever beyond his power.
He worried greatly that perhaps he had overstepped, sending troops to florence in the aftermath of his victory and coronation but he could not idly stand by while Luciano was threatened. His restraint was spent, and only action remained, so he seized Naples, became a king, and sent what men could be spared from the city to defend his figlioccio. 1000 men was all he could spare, the rest, was in gods hands.
"Il tuo amore e la tua fedeltà, insieme alla tua bontà e misericordia, mi circondano ogni giorno, quindi non temerò qualunque cosa possa venire contro di me. La mia fiducia è in Te, Dio, e ti rendo grazie per il tuo amore e la tua protezione. Nel nome di Gesù, Amen. Concedi, o Signore, la tua protezione e nella protezione, la forza."
figlioccio (Godson)
Il tuo amore e la tua fedeltà, insieme alla tua bontà e misericordia, mi circondano ogni giorno, quindi non temerò qualunque cosa possa venire contro di me. La mia fiducia è in Te, Dio, e ti rendo grazie per il tuo amore e la tua protezione. Nel nome di Gesù, Amen. Concedi, o Signore, la tua protezione e nella protezione, la forza. (Your love and faithfulness, along with Your goodness and mercy, surround me daily, so I will not fear whatever might come against me. My trust is in You, God, and I give thanks to You for Your love and protection. In Jesus' name, Amen. Grant, O Lord, thy protection and in protection, strength.)
Cosmo Medici gazed out at the splender of his kingdom. From it's pristine bay to it's majestic architecture Naples was a city to treasure. His city to treasure, tho there were many who would rather he not keep it. France and Spain were a concern, but more worrying were his old enemies. Already they struck out at his poor figlioccio, who's only crime was the unmatched excellence of his craft.
A part of him wanted to rebuke Machiavelli, for so carelessly broadcasting the boys talents. 7 was far to young to be an Internationally revered blacksmith. His parents had not survived such fame at more than thrice his age. It was however, only a small urge.
He new better than most folly to try and restrain Graziani brilliance, for he had payed dearly for his hubris in attempting so with Justin, and while he was perhaps a better man for that mistake, the cost weighed on him, now that reconciliation was forever beyond his power.
He worried greatly that perhaps he had overstepped, sending troops to florence in the aftermath of his victory and coronation but he could not idly stand by while Luciano was threatened. His restraint was spent, and only action remained, so he seized Naples, became a king, and sent what men could be spared from the city to defend his figlioccio. 1000 men was all he could spare, the rest, was in gods hands.
"Il tuo amore e la tua fedeltà, insieme alla tua bontà e misericordia, mi circondano ogni giorno, quindi non temerò qualunque cosa possa venire contro di me. La mia fiducia è in Te, Dio, e ti rendo grazie per il tuo amore e la tua protezione. Nel nome di Gesù, Amen. Concedi, o Signore, la tua protezione e nella protezione, la forza."
figlioccio (Godson)
Il tuo amore e la tua fedeltà, insieme alla tua bontà e misericordia, mi circondano ogni giorno, quindi non temerò qualunque cosa possa venire contro di me. La mia fiducia è in Te, Dio, e ti rendo grazie per il tuo amore e la tua protezione. Nel nome di Gesù, Amen. Concedi, o Signore, la tua protezione e nella protezione, la forza. (Your love and faithfulness, along with Your goodness and mercy, surround me daily, so I will not fear whatever might come against me. My trust is in You, God, and I give thanks to You for Your love and protection. In Jesus' name, Amen. Grant, O Lord, thy protection and in protection, strength.)
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Well technically nothing much has changed outside the local area of Italy yet save for small, almost minute changes.
Oh and the French getting their shit kicked in.
A new challenger appears!
Canon and by god do I like the sound of Medici scheming.
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Your probably going to regret saying that.
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I agree. It doesn't suit him at all. He's more of a "Rime Master Maccy VVVVV!"Your probably going to regret saying that.
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Your Right, it should be Prime/Rhyemn Minster Mac.Your probably going to regret saying that.
Agreed.
Planning for the Campaign (AvidFicReader)
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Planning for the Campaign
Jon Charles Severin, the mercenary general of Prince Charles of Spain stood with his employer, subordinates, and fellow mercenary captains in a war council, looking over a hastily-sourced map of Italy. It may not have been the most accurate, but it served well enough for campaign planning.
The prince traced his finger along a road on the map.
"Here, the direct route from Florence to Rome, by way of Arezzo, Chiusi and Bolsena, along the Roman roads. The shortest route to strike at the usurper Borgia."
"Aye, the shortest route, about nine days on foot, a bit longer with a supply train in tow. It's also the most obvious, and bound to be heavily defended."
"Then how about an alternate route Borgia would never expect?"
"If you want to unexpected, we could try marching across the Apennines to Rimini by way of Faenza, then crossing the back between Ascoli and Rieti. But that is a march of twenty or so days. Not something I'd advise for a winter campaign, however. A less ambitious route would involve crossing the Apennines by way of Urbino to Spoleto to save a few days."
"As much as I admire Hannibal's feats of antiquity, didn't he lose much of his army in crossing the Alps?"
"Aye, he did. Not something the men would accept, and not something your army can afford, if you wish to fight Borgia on the field. When me and the boys left his employ, he could field about eight thousand men. Now, he can't afford to keep them all in one place, given he has to guard against us and the French in the north, and Naples to the south, what with their civil war coming to an end."
"Very well, is there a viable alternative? Or must we face Borgia in his strong defensive position?"
"There is the coastal road. Three days from Florence to Pisa, then ten from there to Rome. This is the route the French would undoubtedly take, without having to route their supply line through Florence, and they can replenish by ships from France at each port along the way. Borgia would likely set his defenses around San Vincenzo or Follonica, where the mountains approach the sea. Personally, I suspect the latter, which features more formidable defenses."
"So we must crack Borgia's defenses in a lengthy siege or costly assault before we can bring him to battle in any case?"
"There is always the option to hire a local to guide us along the mountain paths, but it would slow us and there is no guarantee that we would go unobserved by Borgia's scouts and spies. Alternatively, we could hire sea transport. I am told Pisa to Ostia is three days by ship. The problem is, as the nearest port to Rome, Ostia would be firmly in Borgia's control, and its many forts would be garrisoned, and our men would be unable to come ashore under their fire."
"So there is no quick and simple way to get through Borgia's defenses."
"Something you will have to learn about war, Young Karl, is that victory must be paid for in blood. The glory of war comes not from how quickly or cheaply it is bought, but by the odds that must be overcome to earn it. Any fool of a leader could win if the odds are stacked in his favor, but great leaders and legendary armies earn their repute through overcoming impossible odds."
"Such as the humiliation you handed to the French at Milan?"
"Aye, overcoming impossible odds on the enemy's favored terrain is what earns a legendary reputation. As for a viable alternative, if you could procure the ships, there is another port north of Ostia. Civitavecchia, two days' march from Rome. No modern defenses to speak of, only a fortress built at the turn of the millennium. It's also well back from Borgia's frontier defenses, and not under the management of a vassal. I figure we could slip a force of swordsmen and harquebusiers ashore and scale the walls to clear out the defenders. With the port in our hands, we would be free to disembark the army and march the last distance overland. This way we can bypass the castles and forts guarding the passes and force Borgia to meet us in the field lest we take Rome out from under his arse."
"Very well, Signor Severin, set the army for Pisa, I have some letters to write. I may be able to leverage my name to gain the cooperation of Spanish ships to aid in our endeavor. Between Luciano's guns, your battle-hardened men, and this clever stratagem, I feel we have a good chance of casting down the usurper and restoring the Pope. At least the French refuse to campaign until spring, so we have some time to get things in order."
Jon Charles Severin, the mercenary general of Prince Charles of Spain stood with his employer, subordinates, and fellow mercenary captains in a war council, looking over a hastily-sourced map of Italy. It may not have been the most accurate, but it served well enough for campaign planning.
The prince traced his finger along a road on the map.
"Here, the direct route from Florence to Rome, by way of Arezzo, Chiusi and Bolsena, along the Roman roads. The shortest route to strike at the usurper Borgia."
"Aye, the shortest route, about nine days on foot, a bit longer with a supply train in tow. It's also the most obvious, and bound to be heavily defended."
"Then how about an alternate route Borgia would never expect?"
"If you want to unexpected, we could try marching across the Apennines to Rimini by way of Faenza, then crossing the back between Ascoli and Rieti. But that is a march of twenty or so days. Not something I'd advise for a winter campaign, however. A less ambitious route would involve crossing the Apennines by way of Urbino to Spoleto to save a few days."
"As much as I admire Hannibal's feats of antiquity, didn't he lose much of his army in crossing the Alps?"
"Aye, he did. Not something the men would accept, and not something your army can afford, if you wish to fight Borgia on the field. When me and the boys left his employ, he could field about eight thousand men. Now, he can't afford to keep them all in one place, given he has to guard against us and the French in the north, and Naples to the south, what with their civil war coming to an end."
"Very well, is there a viable alternative? Or must we face Borgia in his strong defensive position?"
"There is the coastal road. Three days from Florence to Pisa, then ten from there to Rome. This is the route the French would undoubtedly take, without having to route their supply line through Florence, and they can replenish by ships from France at each port along the way. Borgia would likely set his defenses around San Vincenzo or Follonica, where the mountains approach the sea. Personally, I suspect the latter, which features more formidable defenses."
"So we must crack Borgia's defenses in a lengthy siege or costly assault before we can bring him to battle in any case?"
"There is always the option to hire a local to guide us along the mountain paths, but it would slow us and there is no guarantee that we would go unobserved by Borgia's scouts and spies. Alternatively, we could hire sea transport. I am told Pisa to Ostia is three days by ship. The problem is, as the nearest port to Rome, Ostia would be firmly in Borgia's control, and its many forts would be garrisoned, and our men would be unable to come ashore under their fire."
"So there is no quick and simple way to get through Borgia's defenses."
"Something you will have to learn about war, Young Karl, is that victory must be paid for in blood. The glory of war comes not from how quickly or cheaply it is bought, but by the odds that must be overcome to earn it. Any fool of a leader could win if the odds are stacked in his favor, but great leaders and legendary armies earn their repute through overcoming impossible odds."
"Such as the humiliation you handed to the French at Milan?"
"Aye, overcoming impossible odds on the enemy's favored terrain is what earns a legendary reputation. As for a viable alternative, if you could procure the ships, there is another port north of Ostia. Civitavecchia, two days' march from Rome. No modern defenses to speak of, only a fortress built at the turn of the millennium. It's also well back from Borgia's frontier defenses, and not under the management of a vassal. I figure we could slip a force of swordsmen and harquebusiers ashore and scale the walls to clear out the defenders. With the port in our hands, we would be free to disembark the army and march the last distance overland. This way we can bypass the castles and forts guarding the passes and force Borgia to meet us in the field lest we take Rome out from under his arse."
"Very well, Signor Severin, set the army for Pisa, I have some letters to write. I may be able to leverage my name to gain the cooperation of Spanish ships to aid in our endeavor. Between Luciano's guns, your battle-hardened men, and this clever stratagem, I feel we have a good chance of casting down the usurper and restoring the Pope. At least the French refuse to campaign until spring, so we have some time to get things in order."
Maps of this era were not known for their accuracy, and were rarely to scale. Routes were known more by "Follow this road for X days and take the Y fork at city Z." I used this route planning tool to figure out routes, distances, travel times for Roman towns using Roman roads. Luckily, we're in Italy, and there's plenty of Roman roads. I used the foot travel speed to account for the supply train, cannons and camp followers (30 kph). The eastern routes involve crossing the Apennines twice in winter for questionable strategic advantage at the cost of a much longer and harder march and some degree of attrition to weather and the elements. The coastal route is fairly open, but there are natural choke points at the locations listed, though Follonica has a castle and more substantial defenses, visible and tagged as attractions on Google Maps. The closest to contemporary map I found of Ostia is from 1586, and shows half a dozen forts along the coast. Civitavecchia has the Fortress of Michelangelo, but it was not completed until 1535, and crucially, construction did not start until 1508. The fortress La Rocca was built around 1000, over 500 years old by this point. Charles V is the Prince of Spain (Carlos), but also of the HRE, and Severin is a German Swiss, hence Karl. Also, Sardinia is under Spanish control at this point, so it wouldn't take too long for a ship to bear a message from Pisa to Sardinia to call for any available ship to come to the aid of the Crown Prince. And since the French do not plan to campaign over the winter, this give Charles' mercenary army time to gather supplies and supporting elements.
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Still somehow rolls a 1 and fails because Magoose dice.
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Uh stat bonuses?
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I think it's more like, barely passes theother DC, clears 200 on 5 DC, because magoose dice.
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We all know that Magoose dice do not operate on such paltry things as logic.
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True they operate on something called: Rule of Awesome.
Go ahead, I don't mind.
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I'd be fine with a list of rolls without indication for what they did. It'll let me have some fun guessing. Half the fun of magoose dice is the wacky numbers, even without explanation.