Christendom watches with bated breath as Burgundy (Jaxson301) approaches the target of 9 fiefs, having already secured 6 fiefs. A gap of merely 3 fiefs separates the realm from supreme lordship. Across the ancestral seat of Burgundy, the populace gathered in market squares singing hymns of thanksgiving. 'When lances strike in unison, no oak gatehouse can long bar the way,' noted a scarred man-at-arms.
In an Unyielding maritime passage, the galleys and cogs of England (goldplasma) have successfully convoyed an entire host across open waters from Normandy to London. Coastal watch-fires were lighted in alarm as transports discharged mailed infantry directly upon the sands. Children ran through the streets of England scattering rose-petals before the returning outriders. 'The courage of the knights of England hath broken the enemy's shield-wall,' remarked an admiring chronicler.
In an encounter characterized by equal resolve, Burgundy (Jaxson301) and France (Mitch Cackers) failed to gain entry to Cantons. The armies parted at twilight without either securing the fortress or the ford. Foreign guilds of wool-merchants held closed meetings to reconsider transport routes across the continent. 'He who buyeth war must pay in the blood of his yeomen and the tears of his widows,' declared a traveling friar.
The mutual animosity of Burgundy (Jaxson301) and England (goldplasma) hath continued for 2 full years of warfare, marked by ceaseless castle sieges and skirmishes. Chroniclers struggle to recall the original dispute that provoked this ruinous clash of lineages. 'Let him who boasteth of triumph take heed lest his own keep be beleaguered on the morrow,' cautioned a border castellan. Emissaries from neighboring principalities watched the frontier closely, taking measure of the shifting balance.
A shared purpose unites England (goldplasma) and France (Mitch Cackers), whose marshals executed 1 supportive maneuver throughout the year without discord. Feasting together in pavilion tents, their captains pledged enduring solidarity. Pilgrims at wayside hostels debated the rights and wrongs of the war until the tallow candles sputtered out. 'Parchment is cheap, but the iron that enforceth it costeth dear,' observed a guild merchant.
Frontier garrisons of Burgundy (Jaxson301) hold the border intact, preserving 6 castles in peace.
Tavern gossips swear upon their tankards that Burgundy and France have drafted a secret truce upon a greasy trencher.
Summer heat cracketh the clay of the road in 1426; men-at-arms loosen their gorgets and pray for a breeze.
FINE SALT from the coastal pans, packed in dry barrels. Inquire of the merchant carter near the bridge chapel.
| Power | Centres | ± |
|---|---|---|
| Burgundy (Jaxson301) | 6 | 0 |
| France (Mitch Cackers) | 5 | 0 |
| England (goldplasma) | 5 | 0 |