At the suggestion of pseudo romanus, I have decided to write an AAR about my only finished IBFD campaign. warning! few pictures will be available, and I'm doing this out of recollection ( I played it 5 months ago). I'm going also by my records, a kind of miniature notitia dignitatum. also, I'm writing this in roman eyes, so expect innacurate territorial dispositions (ezept for the ERE of course).
The trials and tribulations of the ERE, by Odaenathus of Atiochus:
Prologue:
As I sit in the safety and comfort of my Antioch home, I look back to the Fortunes of the empire, 50 years ago. It was the year 410AD. the world was in Anarchy; all was in Chaos. ever since the honorable Theodosius magnus died in 395AD, the roman Empire was split into two worlds: one east, and one west. the west was ruled by a misfit named Honorius, son of Theodosius, who has just had the mother of cities, glorious Rooma, sacked by the Visigoths. the Vandals are thrashing Spain, the franks are pressing the rhine, and worst of all, a rebel by the nme of Constantinus has usurped power in Gallia, compelling the Empreror to abandon the Britons to the merciless Saxones. the situation is desperate indeed in the west:
beyond our common frontiers, lay the black forests of Barbarian Europa; hords of savage, uncivilized tribes abode there to this day. they harsassed our frontier for centuries, but we had always stopped them, thanks to the power of our Empreros and the help of God. but it seemed god had abandoned us to our fate. We, the poeple of the east, were wealthier than the west, but we were still led by another misfit, this time another of Theodosius' sons, Arcadius. he had reigned for 15 years on us, showing us how an Empreror ought not to behave. in the mean time, the sassanids have harried at our eastern borders, the Ostrogothi have been raveging our lands along the Dunube, and our empreror did not but sit in his palace, surrounded by the court harlots and Eunuchs. worst, lay the Machinations of the Western Roman Magister Militum, a man named Aetius.
but now, things were changing. Arcadius had died, taken away by a merciful lord. behind him, we had thrown away 15 years of corruption. we looked forward to our new Empreror, Theodosius Flavius, a relatively minor and petty man by Flavian standards. He would soon show his true nature as Empreror...