Talk:This is Madness! Chapter I: Roma Delenda Est (Map Game)/@comment-38730394-20200414140610

Dang it, I forgot my turn again.

Henry V of Cæstre

January 3rd: After nearly a year of fighting rebellions, training an army, and improving the quality of life in Cæstre and surrounding cities, I don’t think I can take this much longer. For every rebellion we quell, two more spring up. I trained these guards myself, but the rebels are just as good as they are.

January 29: I have to keep reminding myself to take time off from ruling to spend time in Cæstre. Speaking of the city, it’s really improved here in the past few years. The population has exploded, and new buildings are springing up in the middle of the forest. Farming has gotten much more efficient, and the people are mining gold, copper, and iron in the hills surrounding the city. Paved roads of stone line the streets, and a large wall surrounds the inner city, with a large fort currently being constructed on the hill. I hope that the city will be spared from the rebels’ madness.

February 15: The rebels are nearing Cæstre. The guards are unable to stop them, and we are being pushed back. They have already captured Meirchin’s castle, and Cæstre and the surrounding region is the only safe place left. Maybe, when I’m dead, the kingdom will be able to piece itself back together. Caylene would be able to reunite them; the people respect her. Actually, this gives me an idea...

March 30: After a long, hard campaign against the rebels, we have been trapped. We are hiding in the central fort. The citizens are trying to defend us, but the rebels are too strong. I have made my choice.

April 2: The rebels broke through the walls. My fate is sealed. If my plan goes accordingly, the people will think I’ve died. If my plan goes accordingly, they will accept Caylene as ruler. Hopefully I can actually make it out alive. Hopefully, I can pull this off.

April 10: I did it. I escaped. I walked onto one of the unfinished walkways that was unstable to walk on. I made sure I was in sight of at least some people and “tripped,” collapsing the walkway and falling into the river Lune. The bricks gave me some scratches and bruises, but I was able to survive and drift out to the mouth of the river. There, I climbed out onto the beach and ran to one of my hidden supply vaults in the woods surrounding Cæstre. Then, I fled into the forest to hide.

April 28: My plan worked, I think. The people think I’m dead. Once I fell into the river, the rebels stopped their attacks and celebrated. I hung around a city to the north of Cæstre in disguise to see if the plan worked, and I overheard two citizens talking about how Caylene is now the Queen since my “death.” I accomplished my goal; the kingdom seems to be at peace... I don’t know what to do now. I think I might try to make my way down to London and see if I can make a living there.

June 13: By now, I’ve made my way down to London itself—or, Londinium, as the locals call it. The city looks completely unrecognizable, but I don’t know what else this could be. The Thames River runs through the middle, and the London Wall rises up above the town, protecting the inner city. The city certainly looks smaller than I remember it, though. I will see if I can find whoever is in charge here. Maybe, just maybe, they can help me.

June 30: It seems the person in charge of Londinium is a man named “Cerhull.” I have requesting an audience with him in a few days, and I can’t help but wonder what this Cerhull man is like.