The Duchy of Aquitaine is the sole remnant of the Angevin inheritance which once comprised much of western France, only to be lost by English Kings such as John Lackland. Aquitaine has been whittled down over the years, particularly by French incursions, but for now it remains in the hands of the English Crown.
Duchy Information
Current Lord Lieutenant: John FitzAlan, 1st Earl of Shrewsbury
Current level of taxation: 10%: £300 per annum.
Current garrison: 50 men per holding (default)
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Having arrived finally upon English soil in Aquitaine, Gaunt immediately took up residence in Bordeaux - then summoned Beauchamp and Holland to his presence within the large townhouse.
John Holland arrived, wearing a green houppelande, his fingers were playing with a golden chain. He wears the garter around the calf, and his left hand rests on the sword pommel. Arrogant, conceited. Holland wears a chaperon, covering his dark hair, that he wears rather long, as was fashionable.
Bergavenny appeared as summoned, dressed in dark reds and yellows. A black crescent-shaped brooch, matching the device he used to differentiate his own coat of arms from that of his brother the Earl of Warwick, kept his cloak closed. The baron had shown nothing but relief at finally leaving Spain and the miserable campaign there behind him, and was strongly tempted to kiss the earth out of joy when they first returned to Aquitaine.
"The Gascon nobles have neglected to pay their dues to the Crown of late." Gaunt announced to those present. "They know this; our welcome was less than hospitable. I shall force these vagrants into payment, one way or the other." With an irritated frown, he placed his hands upon his hips. Gaunt had not been welcomed as a victor, but as an oppressor; the populace had silently lined up to stare and jeer. "We're going to extort them down to the last copper, and hang every damn Gascon lord who's been consorting with the King of France."
Roger smirked, it was the kind of task he might be able to accomplish and otherwise wipe out the blemish of the unsuccessful Spanish campaign. Perhaps he could raise a small company to carry out the task all on his own, if his brother could be enticed to make the loan to him.
"Gascony is in dire need of a firm hand, my Lord of Lancaster"
Said John Holland.
"We have to remind the Gascons who truly govern these lands and once their loyalties are reassured, we will have less to fear from the French. We should also make sure the garrisons are properly mantained, like our castles and fortresses. Since Grailly died, these lands have been left on their own and his uncle Archambaud is less reliable. With your Lordship absent for so long our hold on Gascony has seemingly been weakened"
The legendary captal de Buch had died more than a decade ago, and Archambaud de Grailly was seemingly more concerned with other affairs and had remained obscure. Certainly, the loyalty of the local lords was way less uncertain than in the previous decade. And Gaunt, who had been Lieutnant for a while had remained largely absent, wrestling power with his brothers or pursuing crowns in foreign lands.
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"Let us not tarry in enforcing control over these unruly Gascons, then." Bergavenny added simply. He was itching for a fight since they'd all been denied one in Spain. "Who's the most troublesome of these lords? If I may, I'd advise that Your Lordship make an example of him first. The rest might be more inclined to fall in line after bearing witness to a swift example of our justice falling upon the head of the most infamous tax-evading, French-loving cur in their midst."
"Gascony is in dire need of a firm hand, my Lord of Lancaster"
Said John Holland.
"We have to remind the Gascons who truly govern these lands and once their loyalties are reassured, we will have less to fear from the French. We should also make sure the garrisons are properly mantained, like our castles and fortresses. Since Grailly died, these lands have been left on their own and his uncle Archambaud is less reliable. With your Lordship absent for so long our hold on Gascony has seemingly been weakened"
The legendary captal de Buch had died more than a decade ago, and Archambaud de Grailly was seemingly more concerned with other affairs and had remained obscure. Certainly, the loyalty of the local lords was way less uncertain than in the previous decade. And Gaunt, who had been Lieutnant for a while had remained largely absent, wrestling power with his brothers or pursuing crowns in foreign lands.
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"Let us not tarry in enforcing control over these unruly Gascons, then." Bergavenny added simply. He was itching for a fight since they'd all been denied one in Spain. "Who's the most troublesome of these lords? If I may, I'd advise that Your Lordship make an example of him first. The rest might be more inclined to fall in line after bearing witness to a swift example of our justice falling upon the head of the most infamous tax-evading, French-loving cur in their midst."
"They all love the French, these Gascons." Gaunt growled. They had riled him in their attitude, their arrogance. "We'll have to collect their taxes ourselves, and make an example of the first man who protests." Lancaster agreed. He'd raised a small army of his veterans from Spain for the purpose, and soon they'd make their way through the territories levying taxes upon the populace.
William le Scrope was admitted into the townhouse in Bordeaux where Gaunt had made his residence, finding the Duke sat within his solar. The word was that Lancaster's wife was heavily pregnant, some positive news amongst the backdrop of unrest and resentment that permeated the very air of the city. Lancaster looked up at the new arrival with a tired gaze.
"Le Scrope, is it? And you bring word from my nephew?" Lancaster rubbed at an eye eye lazily with his wrist, wiping away the dust that would settle there during sleep.
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"His Majesty is secluded at Sheen Palace, a faction of noblemen have unrightfully massacred his household and taken power. Even the sire de Burley has been put to death"
Le Scrope had a sly appareance. He was the second son of the Baron le Scrope of Bolton, yet he was poised to greater destinies than the church, as was part of the king's household. Maybe for his yet lack of importance or out of respect for the elderly baron, he was spared the block.
"Lord Gloucester publicly threatens the king with dethronement and rules as the throne was his. Who knows what might he be plotting right now, some say he's content with your lordship away in Aquitaine, out of trouble. God knows who he convinced your noble son, the earl of Derby to support him, alongside Lord Arundel and some more"
Gaunt's face contorted as if some terrible pain had shot through him and caused such an ungainly grimace. He clutched at his temple with thumb and forefinger, his headache having only worsened with this freshly delivered pile of dung laid at his feet by le Scrop concerning the predicament in England.
"My brother Gloucester has seized the reins of government, is that it?" Lancaster and Gloucester had a natural rivalry that had only become ever more complex with the trappings of power. Both had sparred for control of Richard in the past, and it seemed this war had begun anew with his own absence in Spain. And Henry had supported him. That only worsened the blow; God knew that his nephew Richard had looked enviously and perhaps a little fearfully at Gaunt's vast network of estates and tenants. "I must return to England, then, when the Gascons are subdued. The King must be restored to his full power, out of the grip of Woodstock."
"Completely, my Lord. He is even dictating what to do or what has to be discussed in Parliament, he alone decided the appointments in the royal household and all grants for the year"
Said le Scrope.
"God bless you, sire. The king was worried about your son's choices... However, he trusts my good Lord Derby can be convinced to rejoin the king's graces, completely"
If Gaunt returned Woodstock would be undone, as fast as he raised.
"Before the year is out I shall have returned to fair England's shores." Gaunt promised, confident that his return would dismantle them. Surely his brother York would aid him, as well as the two Holland brothers that he had tied himself to by marriage. Woodstock could not last long. Not with such a dearth of support.
Lord Thomas Stafford arrives to Bordeaux with a host of 500 men. He sailed across the English Channel in anticipation for French hostility against the English within Aquitaine and strives to prevent it. If tensions were to rise Thomas wanted to be one of the first in the action so that he my prove himself to his King and his country
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He is greeted within Bordeaux, and quickly escorted to the headquarters of the Earl of Shrewsbury within the city. A relatively modest walled mansion served as the governmental hub of Aquitane, with only a few longbowmen and yeomen patrolling the perimeter. The Earl of Stafford is brought to the room Shrewsbury uses as a solar.