"For these Emerald Isles, has only been conquered thrice, by the Romans, by the Baltic men, and By the Normans, and this land have not been toppled in 500 years or more." Leaders Chieftain Cadeyrn Of The Iceni. Born: 312 BC* Heirs Elisedd Male Born: 291 BC* Family Genovefea Female Born: 290 BC* Drustan Male Born: 285 BC* Child Luigsech Female Born: 301 BC* Wife *Use this to Calculate their age The Celtic Tribes of the North welcome your messengers to our Isles. Diplomacy Allies Iberians Julii TradeIberians Julii
Would you express your claims, please?
I claim the British Isles, (Ireland, Scotland, Wales and England (York and The South) as well as Brittany (Negotiable) My claims have expanded.
The diplomat Ildutas arrives at the Briton capital and asks for an audience with the High Chief Cadeyrn. "Hail to you, mighty chief! I bring greetings from the great king Arganthonios of Iberia. We wish to establish friendly relations between our two great realms. As a sign of good will we have already recognized your sovereignty on the province of Brittany. Would the Britons be interested in trade, and possibly an alliance?"
When Ildutas arrives, he sees something slightly peculiar, instead of tepees and huts, there are things that resemble a early type of road and thatch houses, also while he walks in he sees about 3 Roman Merchants in all, trading with some of the Iceni. As he asks around for the direction to residence of the Chief and he is lead to a small wooden fort-like thing. He is let in and the King sits on a chair. He is talking to his youngest son in Gaelic. When he notices the diplomat. The King sits up and gestures for a warrior to take his son away. From the back of the room a very enchanting women steps out from the shadows. The woman had Sapphire blue eyes and a slender figure, her wavy brown hair elegantly rolls down to her shoulders. "I will translate for you, Iberian, for I am skilled in language." She tells the diplomat. The king stokes his beard, he says something in Celtic. The Translator turns to the Iberian, "The king says Trade is acceptable, but an alliance is debatable, You are limited in expansion to the south. And to the north, you would surely clash with the Julii, Our Ally. How do you know you will not attack either of us?" OOC: It took about a bloody hour to write this, Just because of how slow my computer is, every word took about a minute.
"With all due honor, sire, your concerns of us warring in the North are ill found. We have just formed trade relations and an alliance with the honored Julii family of Rome. Likewise, we have formed an alliance with the Brutii family of Rome. Our diplomatic goal is to form a coalition of Roma and the free peoples of Iberia and Britain to take on our common enemies together. I dare to say it would benefit your people, Chief Cadeyrn."
"My father says that we will happily ally with you." She translates. The Chieftain walks out of the room "Your goals are honourable and noble, but you have chose peculiar choice to form a coalition with these nations, since we are very different, culturally, to the Romans, as well as you. There is hardly any Geographical linkage." The girl sits down, "Some might think you included us to persuade us, and the Julii for strategic advantage, no one needs a war on two sides. Especially if they are strong." She looks over the diplomat, "These are just my deductions. As you can see, our society is quite different, education is essential and we hope to open our children's eyes to the outside world as we have." Outcome: Alliance and Trade with the Iberians.
