Post by Eirik Reyksol on Jan 23, 2011 20:03:40 GMT -5
Someone once said that nothing ever truly goes as planned. Whoever it was, he was right, because it seemed like I was getting nowhere, and fast. My attempts at uniting more than two or three clans at once were failing miserably, because the clan leaders were all so hardheaded that the least little thing led to a fight.
I'd changed tactics a bit, sending a few raiding parties into other nearby countries, but to be honest, it was a lackluster attempt. I was frustrated and stymied, though in truth, things were perhaps not as bad as I feared.
While I was not able to bring the clans together as a whole, more and more young men were leaving their clans to join up with me, encouraged by the small successes of my raiding parties and my liberal beliefs about spoils. I did not demand tribute, as some leaders did, only the spoils that I myself collected on the field. Gold, livestock, a woman or three. If a man captured his own woman or found his own spoils, who was I to deny him?
Still, I had the feeling that something more was going to have to happen if I had a hope to do more with my life than spending it futilely raiding the D'Angelines whose rich lands lay so tantalizingly close...
I'd changed tactics a bit, sending a few raiding parties into other nearby countries, but to be honest, it was a lackluster attempt. I was frustrated and stymied, though in truth, things were perhaps not as bad as I feared.
While I was not able to bring the clans together as a whole, more and more young men were leaving their clans to join up with me, encouraged by the small successes of my raiding parties and my liberal beliefs about spoils. I did not demand tribute, as some leaders did, only the spoils that I myself collected on the field. Gold, livestock, a woman or three. If a man captured his own woman or found his own spoils, who was I to deny him?
Still, I had the feeling that something more was going to have to happen if I had a hope to do more with my life than spending it futilely raiding the D'Angelines whose rich lands lay so tantalizingly close...