Duchy of Saxony Puns

Ducal Saxony

Situation in 1500: Coming to his twiligt year, Albert III - the Courageous - has formed a steady foundation to the Albertine line of the House of Wettin. While the Treaty of Leipzig (1484) saw the electoral lands of Wittenburg and by right, the Electorate of Saxony go to his elder brother Ernest, Albert got the prosperous cities of Leipzig, Dresden, Meißen, Chemnitz as well as the ore rich mountains of the Erzebirge fall under his domain, Albert gained the fortune that lay in the Saxon soils, as well as its most important centres of commerce, trade and learning.

Additional to his lands in Saxony, Albert also held the title of Potestat - Govenor - of Friesland and its largest town, Groningen. His position in the Low Lands places him in a favourable position to support the Habsburg Emperor and his kin as well as seek for greater riches and support from the Holy Roman Emperor.

Initial play: Albert is not long for the mortal world, so a majority of the future play will be with his son, George. Hopefully through his marriage to Barbara Jagiellon, George can build stronger relations with his Polish in-laws. I will aim to primarily quash the Friesian rebels and undermine Friesian support to any anti-Saxon, anti-Habsburg presence in the Low Lands as well as prove that Ducal Saxony is just as equal an imperial player to his cousin, the Elector.

Additional focus will be played on using George and Barbara’s children for more advantageous marriage prospects to add further influence to the Duchy.

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Just the question in title, still trying to figure this out.

Why did I get appointed to that and why did it change a lot for me? What does it mean and what can I do now because of it?

Also I have no idea how to get more vassals or even where to look.

Any help is appreciated!!!!

So in case you didn't know already Norton I was basicly a living meme and declared himself Emperor of the US in the 19th century.

Pretty much nobody took him seriously and nobody accepted his claim but the people of San Francisco loved the man, publishing his "decrees" and even following some of them. The "Imperial Norton Dollar" was widely accepted as currency and he became a huge tourist attraction. When he finally died thousands of people turned up to his funeral.

All this is why we can safely assume him to be some sort of pre-event hero-king of the Bayfolk ( At least to them ) and if we look at the fact that he is referenced as the first Emperor of California in the files and title history of the Celestial Empire we know that he is not only known to the Californians but that his (presumably far more controversial) claim to Imperial Dignity has been generally accepted by the people of the Empire.

If we now assume that he is not only a hero to the Bayfolk but also recognized by the Empire at large as Emperor we arrive at the logical conclusion that the people of San Francisco and the Bay would claim him as "their" Emperor and that the nobility and Kings of Grand Francisco would try to use him as proof that they not only could rule the Celestial Empire but SHOULD naturally do so as the Empire was "founded" by a man of the Bay who had wisely and rightly made San Francisco the first "Imperial Capital", using this to claim supremacy over the other warlords,the position of Guvernatus or maybe even the Mandate of Heaven itself.

The average Bayfolk peasant would probably view him as some sort of great mythical Guru (probably of the dove, especially if his "decree" about a League of Nations has been preserved or remembered) second only to The Lawgiver himself or, depending on the current political situation, as his equal or maybe even superior and "true founder" of California; likely being encouraged by the government.

>TL;DR:

>Norton good, Elton bad, thanks for coming to my TED Talk and I would like to join the Dev Team and help out with some of the lore, because this was really fucking fun to write.

His axe in hand, Manilius points the handle towards the defeated king. “Alright. I believe you promised me that you would join the war effort if I won,” the general begins. “Well? Was that just another bit of deception to trick me into coming here?” He looks around to the halberdiers with their lances pointed towards King Daniel. West Walbrzych’s king looks up for a moment before lowering his head. “... no. I did promise you that much. But if you’ll forgive me, I can’t commit any troops right now. Right now I’ve got to gather the scattered divisions fighting in western Nicomedia and the ones here at home, in case King Hugh wishes to assert his authority over my little kingdom.” He looks up once more. “I have nothing else to say other than ‘sorry,’ and it must mean so little. It’s been through my own shortsightedness that West Walbrzych soldiers have suffered against the Empire and under the servitude of King Hugh.”

Manilius looks back into the snowy landscape and waves over Sari. “I believe you know her?” he comments. “C-Captain Sari?! What are you doing with the Imperials?” King Daniel asks. “I decided our little war with the Empire was stupid, what else can I say, your majesty? Besides, I kind of like the lad and lass running this company here. They treat me well.” The general stands up and lowers his weapon for a moment. “Remind me again how you know the king?” She scratches her chin. “I’m the seventh daughter of the Duke of Piroska. I had no shot at inheriting any land and, frankly, I’m actually completely broke. I know the king because of my noble birth from some duchy, and a certain someone hasn’t allowed peasants to become officers.” The king looks away. “You act like a band of people who have not been trained from childhood to lead armies of men can seriously hold up to the nobility, whose job it is to do that very thing.” Manilius leers at this. Sari taps her chin. “Oh, that’s awfully weird, then, Danny. I could have sworn you just lost to a peasant. This one right here!” she says while pointing towards the Nicomedian general, and her voice gets rather vicious. He doesn’t respond. “Speaking of that… hey, Manny?” she begins. “Don’t call me that,” Manilius responds softly. “What do you need?” Sari blinks a couple times. “To go home. I’m going back to Piroska Castle.” The general holsters his axe. “Is it south of here?” She nods. “Huh. Well, my company will need a place to rest before we head back to the Empire, and I’d really not like to trouble th

should each player decide where to start with the initial castle?

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