Here I abandon peace and desecrated law, Fortune it is you I follow. Farewell to treaties, from now on, War is our judge.
Hail Caesar. We who are about to die, Salute you.
Here I abandon peace and desecrated law, Fortune it is you I follow. Farewell to treaties, from now on, War is our judge.
Hail Caesar. We who are about to die, Salute you.
Just returned from hunting. Well, not just...maybe an hour ago. Me and my men bagged five elk, four reindeer, six bears, two wild hogs, three beavers and a couple of martin. Which should give us enough meat to last us a while, and enough furs to repair boots, hats and coats. It's getting quite cool out there already and several inches of snow have already accumulated. It's a bit early in the year... Ah well.
~Kas
Today I woke up, opened my curtain and was greeted by a light skiff of snow covering the stables. There's nothing quite like the very first snowfall. It all melted by midday but it is a promise of more to come and it really won't come soon enough. The snow put me in a good mood and so far the day has been good, only to get better tonight~
All of our armor repairs have been finished, the village's harvests have all been gotten in and their buildings repaired and insulated. Laurie is making cider with the apple harvest and in the cellar there are several bushels of fresh apples. *Planning on getting some later* Next week, my men and I are going out hunting to get fur to replace the furs in our coats and to get meat for preserving. Generally we hunt when we need to but Laurie likes to have a good store of preserved meat as well. I've been craving fish but none of us are really fish catching types, so I'll leave that to Laurie's bartering skills.
I have the feeling it's going to be a very long, dark winter.
~Kas
Back from sunny Costa del Sol~ Had a wonderful time with min Bjorn, we both needed the vacation. Actually I got back a while ago, but we've (me and my men) have been helping our villages with their harvests and preparing for winter. Kasbaarg Territories has about twenty villages scattered about, mostly in the west towards modern day Moscow where the weather is more mild.
So during late summer, after war season is over we help them with their harvests, repair buildings, bring in wood, do a little training of their light militia. We protect them, but its good if they can protect themselves from bandits and such.
Tonight, is the Annual Charity Gala (one of them anyways) in Moscow. The Family has always given a large sum of money (don't ask me why, its not like we're doing anything with it) so we always attend. It's the only Gala/ball/dress up fancy event that I go to peaceably. Anything else is generally for a winter assassination job. So I'm dragging Kira along to it...well not really dragging. It's generally a pretty good time, my men like to get out and mingle and dance occasionally and the open bar is always really good, plus free food. Can't go wrong with free food and drinks.
Haven't decided which gown to wear though...
-Kas
((OOC))
In lieu of Kas loosing her temper about being called a barbarian...again, I have decided to write a closer look at why she flips out and the differences between barbarians and Kasbaargs.
In Kas's world, the Barbarians are the warrior group known as the Mongolians. Mongola borders Russia and as such, border's Kasbaargian Territories, making them enemies since her father, Aleksander was in power.
Note: I am looking at this from Kas's viewpoint, but also with historical fact, and references from people I know who live amonst the Mongolians. I am not being racist or putting down the Mongolian culture.
The Barbarians:
Note: It's a narrow list because Kas is focusing on the bad things why she wouldn't want to be called that.
The Kasbaargs:
Thus concludes a basic compairson without me sitting down and writing a History Paper type essay on the topic. I'm not THAT motivated.