My friends like greentext storytelling but don't understand my love for Mount and Blade, so I wrote up my last campaign to help them understand.
> be me
> be playing Mount and Blade: With Fire and Sword, a napoleonic-era expansion to the wildly popular Mount and Blade: Warband
> serving the Kingdom of Sweden as a vassal of King Carl Gustaf
> I am Waen, an optimistic, wealthy young noble
> I recruit men from the villages and fight off looters and deserters from helpless caravans
> rival noble from Crimea, Uzyn-bey, appears and challenges me
> oh fuck
> he has 150 men, I have 20 untrained villagers
> I equip my bow and my secret weapon: explosive arrows
> on the battlefield, I make my men hide behind a hill so they don’t have to see what happens
> ride alone towards Crimean army
> they have their cavalry arranged on a hilltop, armor gleaming, pikemen lined up behind them
> cavalry charges me, Uzyn-bey in the lead
> my first arrow lands behind him, killing six of his men
> horses scream in agony and fear as another explosive round lands in their midst
> noble is thrown from his horse and knocked unconscious
> as more rounds begin to land among his pikemen, they break and flee the battlefield
> my men celebrate as the routed enemy surrenders
> I let the nobleman go to fight another day
> be me, playing Mount and Blade again
> now I have a castle and a village
> I spoil them at every turn, I hire priests and watchmen to keep my people safe
> build fortifications and schools to enrich their lives
> one day I see a fellow Swedish noble, Baron Christopher Bjolke attacking a Cossack caravan
> mostly merchants and civilians, but the Baron rushes in and kills every last one of them
> am powerless to stop him without offending my King
> later, I take a castle nearby castle for my King
> I can’t protect my men here the way I can on the battlefield
> Lose some of my men in the assault
> Fathers, brothers, friends who joined us after being rescued from brigands - gone
> All gone to bring a castle into our protective embrace, to improve the lives of its citizens
> King Gustaf sends a messenger
> After much deliberation he has awarded the castle to Baron Bjolke
> I have seen Bjolke’s village, it is in ruins after he let a rival army raid it while he was off campaigning
> I cannot let this happen to even more people
> I cannot sacrifice my men so that pigs may reign
> I rebel against my king
> King Gustaf, once my master, now announces that he will kill me and my people for disobeying him
> life is hard as the Swedish rebels but we persist
> my investments in my people make me a very wealthy man, and they are grateful for the protection
> I can afford the finest soldiers in the land
> I equip myself with a black thoroughbred stallion, black plate armor and a full quiver of explosive arrows
> each battle, I make my men hide as I obliterate the enemy
> I try to kill only enough to make the rest flee, but the losses are still tremendous
> we slowly take castles and settlements from Sweden, my arrows leaping over the parapets and turrets to clear the way for my men
> each new castle and settlement receives resources and services, lifting many out of poverty
> As our new kingdom grows my army must be tireless and swift to defend our settlements from Swedish raids
> My hair has started to grey and my thoroughbred is lame, but we still defend our people
> I have pushed the Swedes back and they are finally on the cusp of defeat
> I face King Carl Gustaf and his remaining nobles in battle
> 110 of my men vs 950 of theirs
> I arrange my men on a hilltop so that they can finally see what their master must do
> They need to understand the price of our freedom
> I rain fire down on my former countrymen, killing man and animal alike
> Wave after wave disappear in clouds of smoke, dirt and blood
> Charred corpses cover the battlefield
> Gustaf’s army breaks and scatters, his last vassals have fallen
> King Gustaf surrenders
> “After many battles, you have bested me - but at what cost?”
> He is old, like I have become
> “I surrender to you, Waen the Bruce”
> I am now King of Sweden, Waen the Bruce
> I have wielded terrible power and killed 10,000 men, but we have peace
> I am not the King they deserve, but the one that they needed
> I
> am
> Batman
Submitted September 25, 2019 at 03:13PM by Conspicuous_Urn https://ift.tt/2mOoIIY
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