[DLV AAR] An Eastern Jewel in a Western World!!! Chronicles of a French Miserable.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 15, 2010, 07:00 PM

Originally Posted by Karnage

The question really is, do you think your adding to much? If you think so, then reduce on text and add on screens. If you think your fine, then leave it as it is, either way, you have my support my friend.

He he

You are right. The answer could be only found in my feelings. My question was a little ankward.
Anyway, thanks for your support.

Here is the next chapter.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 15, 2010, 07:00 PM

Chapter VI : Hopes and betrayal

Philippe's trips

Aide memoire:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read:

I was 19. Still a weak fighter, even if my skills were increasing.

Charles de Bouillon came one night in my room and said me that he had found a strategy to help me against Louis.
The lord of Dijon, André des Vaux, was searching to marry his daughter, Azalais. Charles said that thanks to that marriage, I would be better accepted by the nobility and I could go to Dijon and have some high responsibilities, better than staying training in Toulouse.

He tried to convince me but I just couldn’t.
- “This girl’s name is worst than a rat one” I replied stupidly,
“And you know that I’m in love with Hélène. We plan to marry when I will be 20. I prefer to fight Louis better than marry a rat.”
Charles started to be angry and said me that then, if his friends are rats, he couldn’t do nothing to protect me from Louis’s bloody sword. He said me:
- “Au revoir!”.

Maybe I lost a friend this day. My only friend if I sum up. And the storm was ready to cross the Pyrenees. I promised me to ruminate my thoughts the next time I will speak.
I should become a leader, not a lonely destitute.

The time to marry “La belle hélène” was coming. We were already engaged.

One month before the marriage, rumors were spreading all around the citadel: Louis was coming back. He was supposed to bring with him 100 donkeys, loaded with gold. Zaragoza was a wealthy city and obviously, Louis had helped its people to lighten their pockets.

Louis will come back before my marriage. I was disheartened by that new. I couldn’t escape the citadel, because of the marriage. I couldn’t be protected by anyone, because of my argument with Charles de Bouillon. I was alone, facing my painful fate.

I was praying the sky, one evening, at the top of the city halls, when I saw a single horse-raider coming from the South. Maybe a scout of Louis’s army.
I stopped him and asked where he was coming from. He said that he had no time and should discuss with the governor of the citadel as soon as possible. I was quite disappointed that he didn’t knew who I was, but calmly, I explained him my rank, and he finally agreed to tell me his story.

I could hear some pride in his voice:
- “Louis, the Dauphin, was coming back to Toulouse when he heard about the new that the bastard coward general: Guillaume de Lyon, was riding in the neighborhood, trying to join the Moors’ Caliphate. So he decided to slain him by his arm, and he is supposed to fight him tomorrow.
Louis can’t lose, he is the kingdom Champion. He is the rightful Christendom Warrior.”

I was stunned!!
Louis had succeeded to intercept Guillaume de Lyon, the coward traitor, but also one of the best general France has had, the general who saved Paris and the King some years ago. My pleas could be achieved…
Guillaume was the man to kill my evil brother. When I ran to announce the new to Hélène, I was delightful. The life wasn’t so dark finally, and one angel was protecting me. Not a Pope angel, obviously.

I knew the skills of Guillaume de Lyon and I was confident, even if Louis was a mighty warrior, and slaughtered thousands of people. Guillaume was experimented and the years spent in the battlefield were advantages that couldn’t be forgotten.

It was a chivalric duel between maybe the 2 better knights of the entire kingdom. The fight of the Champions. It was quite a dreamed battle of honor.

I couldn’t sleep this night. My fate was linked with the result of this duel. The life or the death. The lips of Hélène, or the edge of a sword. A chivalric future or a soon burial.

I stayed all the next 2 days waiting at the city halls for some messenger. The 3rd day after the fight should have happened; I was totally overwrought and decided to ride in the countryside for the entire day. The mistake of my life!
Maybe what saved me in the same time…

I was riding back to the citadel before the evening. The sky was beautiful, blushing. It was an artistic view, with the yellow corn fields all around the citadel. A landscape of fire!
Strangely, the city was more quiet than usual. It was late, but not too much for making the citadel noiseless.
I rode until Hélène little cottage. I knocked, but there were no answers. My nerves, exhausted by 3 days of waiting, were working again, and I broke down the door. Nobody inside. Hélène wasn’t supposed working so late.

I rushed in the citadel, shouting her name. Then I saw Charles with 2 of his bodyguards at the corner of one corridor. With a screaming voice, I asked him where was Hélène, but he didn’t reply me and the next moment, the 2 bodyguards were running toward me…
I stayed petrified. Then I took Durandal out of its scabbard – indeed I kept the jewel with me, not sending it to the king, because I was also a little devious, despite my chivalric wishes - and tried to stop the 2 experimented bodyguards. I rushed in the first one, succeeding to push him on the floor, nearly knocked. I was ready for the fight with the second one, when I heard Charles ordering me “Stop that Philippe, I just want to…” and the rest of his phrase was lost in the noise done by the second guard wading upon me. I couldn’t cope against that strong warrior. I thought about using some cunning stratagem when a heavy blow behind my head thrown me violently on the floor. My mind lost in the darkness.
The first bodyguard, “nearly” knocked…

**la coupe est pleine** · May 17, 2010, 03:37 AM

Hey,
I've just done the next chapter.

Before to release it, I think it could be funny to play a little game.

Game 1:
- in no more than 2 lines, forecast what is going to happen to Philippe.

Game 2:
- forecast the results of the epic duel between "Louis the Merciless" and the traitor "Guillaume de Lyon".

I would be pleased to have some answers.

PS: the title of the next chapter is:
Chapter VII : Tears of fury

**Karnage** · May 17, 2010, 07:09 AM

I'm seriously Jealous of your Louis.

Game 1: I believe Philippe will meet this girl and most likely realised she is prettier then her name. Medieval politics is complicated, this wedding will help him tremendously.

Game 2: Louis will win hands down. Nothing else comes to mind.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 17, 2010, 01:01 PM

Originally Posted by Karnage

I'm seriously Jealous of your Louis.

Don't be so jealous of my Dauphin. In the story, he is a very skilled warrior but also a mad pervert blood thirsty. Not really the kind of people you want to be your king.

Anyway. Thanks for your participation to my "interactive" game.
I just hope someone will try his luck.

I would prefer to release my update with a bit of contest.

... Hope there are some gamblers in this forum.

**Karnage** · May 17, 2010, 01:21 PM

Originally Posted by la coupe est pleine

Don't be so jealous of my Dauphin. In the story, he is a very skilled warrior but also a mad pervert blood thirsty. Not really the kind of people you want to be your king.

Anyway. Thanks for your participation to my "interactive" game.
I just hope someone will try his luck.

I would prefer to release my update with a bit of contest.

... Hope there are some gamblers in this forum.

I dont know man, between Merciless and Lazy. I rather the blood thirsty warrior

**Darkan** · May 17, 2010, 02:47 PM

Originally Posted by Karnage

I dont know man, between Merciless and Lazy. I rather the blood thirsty warrior

I'm not sure, maybe I'm wrong, but I think traits like that are gained depending on whether you use the character or not. So battles and killing the prisoners will gain you a merciless one. Just sitting in a castle somewhere...not so much.

**Darkan** · May 17, 2010, 01:17 PM

ok I got it
1. Phillipe loves Helene, but considering they are brothers in your family tree, I don't know if they can get married. I guess he'll wake up to a pretty Azalais tendind his head.

2. I'm guessing Louis will die. I'm also hoping it. Maybe Phillipe can then kill Guillaume de Lyon?

I will from now on read your AAr in both threads.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 17, 2010, 04:24 PM

Karnage

Game 1: I believe Philippe will meet this girl and most likely realised she is prettier then her name. Medieval politics is complicated, this wedding will help him tremendously.

Game 2: Louis will win hands down. Nothing else comes to mind.

Darkan

1. Phillipe loves Helene, but considering they are brothers in your family tree, I don't know if they can get married. I guess he'll wake up to a pretty Azalais tendind his head.

2. I'm guessing Louis will die. I'm also hoping it. Maybe Phillipe can then kill Guillaume de Lyon?

Thanks a lot for your participation guys.
It is nice to analyse your forecasts. I wasn't expecting that for the first one, you will focus on Azalais. I supposed that you would have imagined why Philippe was knocked by Charles de Bouillon.

I would say that you are both wrong for the first game, and I think that Darkan deserves my congratulations for the second game, even if the reality is more complex. Well done for that Darkan.
In practice, for the battle, I let the AI make the decision. (it is the funny part of AAR, you can't really expect what is going to happen next).

I will from now on read your AAr in both threads.

Yes

, you are the first one to post on the 2 thread. Congratulations again.

Ok, here is the next chapter, friends.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 17, 2010, 04:25 PM

Chapter VII : Tears of fury

An de Grâce 1199 AC.
Royaume de France.
Somewhere in the countryside.

Philippe's trips

Aide memoire:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read:

When I woke up, I was laid down on a chariot. The chariot was running on a little and slopping road. I didn’t know that countryside. And then I realized. We were in the Pyrénées…
I jumped out and understood that I was part of an entire army. The road was full of warriors, spearmen, horsemen, and even some mailed knights.
I was stunned.

That moment, I heard a powerful voice shouting “Philippe!”, a voice I knew very well.
Charles de Bouillon, the citadel governor, was staring at me. He was on a white stallion, wearing a mail coat. It was the first time I saw him in his knight armor, and he seemed powerful.
- “Charles” I barked, “Where are we? Where is Hélène? Why have you knocked me? I’m ready to fight you whenever you want, but don’t ask your warriors to do your job, don’t you have any honor?”
- “Stop”, he ordered, “and listen to me, time has come to explain now. Sit down on that chariot and let me tell you the story, and assure me to listen until the end.”
I nodded.

Charles took a deep breath and started, his face saddened:
- “Before you came back in the citadel, Louis arrived from Narbonne, from his fight against Guillaume de Lyon. He was like possessed by the devil, covered of wounds, with just one bodyguard, nearly dead.
I learned that he was supposed to meet Guillaume in the top of a hill and to fight fairly against him. Guillaume was waiting for him. He wore some heavy armor the Moor sultan offered him. But the man was the same, as skilled, as powerful as when he was leading the French Army.

He was on the top of the hill with his bodyguards. They weren’t seeing Louis. It was natural, because Louis had brought his old friend in a trap.

Louis and his bodyguards, hidden in a church, were waiting for the best moment to launch the attack. Louis didn’t care about the honor or the chivalric code. Louis was there for the blood of the traitor.

He suddenly attacked, taking Guillaume by his unprotected flank, with the experienced and mighty French knights who were with him.

Guillaume was trapped!
However, the strong armor he was wearing and his veteran skills protected him from the powerful blow of the cavalry charge.
He shouted “Louis, bâtard, indigne héritier, je vais te tuer. Take care of my sword.”
And he began the slaughter amongst Louis’s bodyguards.

Ten of them were around him, they are all dead now.
Louis wasn’t losing his time at the other part of the fight. His sword was as bloody as before, and he knew how to avoid his enemy’s edge.

The butchery lasted 2 hours. 2 hours of blood, of screams. 2 hours in another world. Guillaume’s guards were overwhelmed by the French knights at the beginning, but their strong armors were the key point of the fight. The French cavalry wasn’t as well protected. And the chivalric spears were useless in close fight.
One by one, the French finest flower was falling over the bloody hill. Louis was fighting with the same fervor but soon, he was alone with his personal bodyguard, surrounded by more than 15 dreadful warriors.

For the first time of his life, Louis decided to flee. For the first time of his life, Louis was defeated, despite of his cunning trap.

Guillaume tried to chase him and kill the heir of the Kingdom, but the heavy armor were a crucial drawback during the track.

And Louis succeeded to escape the field.

With his last knight, he rode directly until Toulouse. 3 days riding. 3 days bleeding.
He reached the citadel, his eyes full of fire.

He went directly to find me in the castle, when he crossed Hélène.”
Charles said, glancing at me with a sad gaze.

- “Don’t stop”,
I replied, my heart near to burst in my chest.

- “He took her in my room, said me what happened with Guillaume, ordering me to gather the army in order to punish the traitor and the Moors for what happened. I nodded, and saw him taking Hélène in the first bedroom he found. I’m sorry Michel, she was one of the prettiest maids of the citadel and Louis is far from being a respectful knight…”

- “And what happened?” I shouted, menacing.

- “He tried to rape her. She cried that she was married with you, thinking that it could protect her. When he heard your name, Louis became again the devil he was when he slaughtered people of Zaragoza.
And he cut her throat… Please forgive me Philippe, I wasn’t expecting all that chaos.”
He finished, in a whisper.

I was destroyed. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t cry anymore. Even the lightning couldn’t have petrified me more than that news. I felt on my knees, soldiers watching at me, astonished about my behavior. And water suddenly came to my eyes, but water of fury, water of revenge.
I saw a horse and tried to jump on it to avenge my Hélène, my little love.
But Charles shouted:
- “No way, you will be killed before reaching Toulouse.
Just after killing Hélène, Louis asked for you, and I knew what he was expecting. His sword wasn’t bloody enough. I said that you disappeared one month ago, but he didn’t believe me, and he asked his guards to find you.
It was just when you came back. I decided to knock you, before to hide you. Now, we are crossing the Pyrenees, and we should join Zaragoza. Louis stays in Toulouse, recovering for his wounds.
But it is not all, unfortunately.”

I was still in the horse, but I agreed to stay with Charles. Actually, he was always my friend, my only friend, and he took an amazing risk by helping me. Louis was going to discover the plan soon, and he will come back in Zaragoza. Whatever happens, he will come back to Zaragoza.

I’m trapped again, but this time, Durandal will be ready for the fight, ready for the bloody revenge…

**Darkan** · May 17, 2010, 05:15 PM

Man you surely deliver some blows to the poor Phillipe. I don't doubt it though that he will rise above them. Like that saying, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Very nice twist on the story though

ps. How do I rep you? You deserve it.

**Karnage** · May 18, 2010, 06:30 AM

Louis is evil, interesting plot, maybe Phillipe should go on a crusade, make a name for himself, it should give him some protection

**la coupe est pleine** · May 18, 2010, 12:05 PM

Darkan

Man you surely deliver some blows to the poor Phillipe.
ps. How do I rep you? You deserve it.

Thanks Darkan. The poor Philippe is living in the Middle Ages. And he is the "adopted" son of the french king. Not such a bad fate isn't it

. I'm sure he will accept the bad news and make him stronger than before... Ah ah ah

For the rep, I've discovered how it worked 3 days ago. You must have some 25 posts to achieve it. I hope the next updates could help you to reach this amount.

Karnage

maybe Phillipe should go on a crusade, make a name for himself, it should give him some protection

Woaw. Don't forget what you just said. Maybe you are the new oracle.

Just let the new updates to come.

Ok, new game
Game:
- Do you really think that Louis the Merciless is going to go back in Zaragoza to hunt the poor Philippe?

Don't hesitate to make your forecasts everyone.

**Darkan** · May 18, 2010, 11:10 PM

Ok, new game
Game:
- Do you really think that Louis the Merciless is going to go back in Zaragoza to hunt the poor Philippe?

Don't hesitate to make your forecasts everyone.

Hmmm

no, I dont think at this time it will happen. Not until he recruits some new bodyguards anywhay.

On another note, what would happen if Philippe were to send a messenger to the king and tell him about what has happened? That would surely open the king's eyes.

Besides, it would surely be worse to kill the heir, no matter how mad he is.

Too bad Medieval doesn't allow to change faction heir at will, that would have made an excellent story point at this time.

Can't wait to see what happens next though.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 19, 2010, 05:30 AM

Darkan

Hmmm

no, I dont think at this time it will happen. Not until he recruits some new bodyguards anywhay.

Thanks a lot for your participation. Time will tell us if you were true...
Philippe is 19, has just finished his military education, and will soon be ready for fight.

what would happen if Philippe were to send a messenger to the king and tell him about what has happened?

Besides, it would surely be worse to kill the heir, no matter how mad he is.

Well. It's a good idea. The only problem is that it could be dangerous, knowing that Louis control the North of the Pyrénées, is the natural son of Philippe and the heir of the Kingdom. Moreover, I "think"

that Philippe definitely want to take his responsabilities and deal himself with that problem.

Too bad Medieval doesn't allow to change faction heir at will, that would have made an excellent story point at this time.

Can't wait to see what happens next though.

Oh oh. As I said to Karnage. Just don't forget what you just said. Sometimes, the Deus Lo Vult machine is working strangely...

I think I will reserve some rep points for the amazing soothsayers. And I think I have two good ones between you and Karnage (you should play the new game my friend)

I will release the new update tonight.
Chapter VIII : Dark future

**Karnage** · May 19, 2010, 06:09 AM

Sorry about that, completed one of my chapters yesterday and decided to reply this morning instead.

I believe Louis will most likely wait it out, he hate Phillip, the fact that Phillip is gone would only please him, beside, chances are Phillip will come back to France one day for revenge. Although, it wouldnt surprise me that Louis sends spies to keep track on him.

**Karnage** · May 18, 2010, 07:11 PM

Lol, Oracle, me like that.

**la coupe est pleine** · May 19, 2010, 12:05 PM

Karnage

I believe Louis will most likely wait it out, he hate Phillip, the fact that Phillip is gone would only please him, beside, chances are Phillip will come back to France one day for revenge. Although, it wouldnt surprise me that Louis sends spies to keep track on him.

Cool for your forecast. I think that some spies would indeed enter the game...
Bastards spies actually

**la coupe est pleine** · May 19, 2010, 12:22 PM

Chapter VIII : Dark future

An de Grâce 1199 AC.
Royaume de France.
Pyrenees.

Philippe's trips

Aide memoire:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read:

Charles de Bouillon explained me the other news which arrived the same day.
Pierre de Cervolles, the governor of Narbonne, who discovered Durandal, had been killed during an ambush. It might be a Moorish’s one, the rumor said. Nobody was ready to defend Narbonne now…

Moreover, very bad news came from the north of the Kingdom. These bastards Dutchmen had invaded France during the winter and launched a synchronized attack on Paris and Rheims. The king and Michel that I hadn’t seen for years are besieged.
The East Border Army was too far away to rescue them.
The Kingdom faced to be destroyed by a single Flanders operation.

The last hope remained in the Lord of Lorraine, Jehanin Maquereau, who came with his bodyguards and raised a mercenary’s army to protect Paris, and then maybe could rush into Rheims, if time is sufficient. The kingdom is now quite in bankrupt because of this mercenary army.

I asked:
- “Why couldn’t we help them? We have a small army but every men should be employed to protect the king, my dear father, isn’t it?”.

- “It isn’t possible” Charles replied.
“Louis wants to clean the insult Guillaume de Lyon has done, and no more strengths could be sent to the North. It is madness, but I have to obey the heir.
Could God help our Kingdom and his people!”
He finished, glazing at the sky.

I could no nothing more than agreeing.

That moment, a messenger came to see Charles. He was an old exhausted knight and the message seemed to be extremely important.
- “I’m the messenger sent by the lord of Zaragoza” he introduced himself. “We are in great danger.”

- “What happened?” asked Charles, suddenly worried.

The messenger took a breath and started his story.
- “I was one of the knights in the crusade army of Louis, which stayed around Zaragoza, and we were trapped by the huge Moor’s army, coming back from the Jihad.
Our general, Gerard, organized very well the defense behind a bridge on the Ebro.
We were overwhelmed by Muharib ibn Zuhayr’s army, but we were also exited to fight infidels because we missed it during the Crusade against Cordoba.

We prepared stakes to be preserved from the Arabic cavalry before to wait for the swine Saracens.
Then they arrived, with Muharib avoiding all the stakes, trying to reach General Gerard. The last shield, a group of Axe foot knights, fought well to preserve our French commander.

However, these cunning bastards were throwing us spears and arrows, decimating us.
It was a rain of iron.

I remember that time their ferocious Muharib, still fighting against our heavy warriors. He shouted “Allah Akbar”, glazing at the sky. I feared that he was right, because his voice seemed to reach the sun, and frightened all of us.
But then, one of the mailed-knight lifted his axe to blow the Moors’ general, reaching his chest. Muharib was carved out and died before understanding his fate.
I know now that their god isn’t the right, grâce à Dieu.

Their army didn’t flee, they were Muslims fanatics and nobody could have stopped them. We were slaughtered and our great general Gerard arrived to protect our flanks. He fought like a lion, killing dozens of infidels.

But it wasn’t enough. He was quickly surrounded, and his head cut down by a heavy warrior.
It was too much for us and the last French crusaders flew together. Our eyes were wet and we were angry about our defeat. But we couldn’t have done more.

We have fought until the last hope.
They were 3 times our number and even Louis couldn’t have protected us against that evil army.

Those heretics had slaughtered the poor warriors they succeeded to capture. Therefore, my brother was executed amongst them and my only will is to kill them all now.

You have to be fast because Zaragoza is defenseless now. There is just some militia in the town, and the Muslim army isn’t far from the city.”
He finished, more exhausted than before.

I fixed Charles with a determined sight. He understood and said
- “I’m not a fighter Philippe. You know that. I am used with ruling a town or a citadel, but my swords skills are not those required to lead an army. I’m confident with you, Philippe. I let my little army in your hands, and I will try to organize the defense of Zaragoza, if we succeed to arrive in time.”

I acknowledged, giving him a hug where he felt the respect I owe him for saving my life.
- “Merci Charles, I will be worthy of that honor, you can be sure of that.”

We had just entered the Iberia Peninsula. My future was ready to begin. And I felt that the beginning was bad.

- “I will avenge you Hélène. My heart will never forget you…, and Louis neither…”

**Karnage** · May 20, 2010, 07:07 AM

Iberia is a chaotic land most of the time until one side has an edge over the others. Be careful in these treacherous lands my friend. Great Update

Glad to see Phillipe taking arms, will he get there on time though, only time will tell

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