Vaarna_Aarne
Notorious Internet Vandal
(I lack pics of the early years of Duchy of Karelia, so I'll storyfag the details for you, and at first pics are a bit scarce, but here goes.)
Gather round, friends and strangers. I am about to sing the saga of the rise of our people, the last stand of the old gods of the North against the coming of Christ. It is a song of blood and steel, warriors and assassins, of many a great king of the bloodline of Karjalainen.
Our tale begins in the frozen shores of the sea in the East, at the waves of vast Onega. There, on the edge of the world, ruled high chief Aimo of Karelia, known to Christendom as Aimo the Cruel from records that spread from Novgorod to Germania and beyond. It is the truth that Aimo was ruthless against his enemies and spent his years at war, but he was also a man of vision. For he knew that the time of tribes and chiefs was over, and it was time to unite against the coming storm in the shape of a cross.
Aimo waged war against the high chief of Käkisalmians, taking the coast of the great lake Ladoga that was rightfully his, driving them to Savo. His warhost marched North, taking the lands of the Lapps there, stopping only once he reached the end of the earth at Kola peninsula. Power and blood at his hands, Aimo laid claim to Uusimaa and Suomi, seizing the richest of lands for himself from his enemies the Tavastians and Satakuntans.
As he left the land of the living behind him for the abodes of Tuonela, his son Lemminkäinen ascended. Young and vigorous, he sired many daughters and claimed the rich lands of Estonia to the emerging realm. He married his daughters to the sons of Jarl Erik of Uppland, known to Christendom as Erik the Heathen, who remained faithful to the gods of his ancestors. Brothers in the eyes of both our gods, Lemminkäinen vowed to stand with Erik and his kin for as long as he drew breath. High chief Lemminkäinen laid the foundations for two cities, that of Viipuri and Kaprio, and the wealth of the lands of Kalevala grew during his wise rule.
Lemminkäinen shared the vision of his father, setting his eyes upon the remaining Northern lands, the remnants of his father's tribal enemies, the Käkisalmians, Tavastians and Satakuntans. But before he could lay down his claims, the death of his sworn brother Erik marked the rise of Jarl Sigbjörn, the husband of his daughter Aamu. Sigbjörn shared his father's hatred of the Christian king of Sweden, and marched to war against him. By himself, he could not win. But with his father-in-law Lemminkäinen marching by his side, though old and silver-haired now, the strength of arms in Karelia left no question to Christendom: They would not march to the North without paying for each inch in blood.
Alright, that's enough of that. Tomorrow, first pic update.
Gather round, friends and strangers. I am about to sing the saga of the rise of our people, the last stand of the old gods of the North against the coming of Christ. It is a song of blood and steel, warriors and assassins, of many a great king of the bloodline of Karjalainen.
Our tale begins in the frozen shores of the sea in the East, at the waves of vast Onega. There, on the edge of the world, ruled high chief Aimo of Karelia, known to Christendom as Aimo the Cruel from records that spread from Novgorod to Germania and beyond. It is the truth that Aimo was ruthless against his enemies and spent his years at war, but he was also a man of vision. For he knew that the time of tribes and chiefs was over, and it was time to unite against the coming storm in the shape of a cross.
Aimo waged war against the high chief of Käkisalmians, taking the coast of the great lake Ladoga that was rightfully his, driving them to Savo. His warhost marched North, taking the lands of the Lapps there, stopping only once he reached the end of the earth at Kola peninsula. Power and blood at his hands, Aimo laid claim to Uusimaa and Suomi, seizing the richest of lands for himself from his enemies the Tavastians and Satakuntans.
As he left the land of the living behind him for the abodes of Tuonela, his son Lemminkäinen ascended. Young and vigorous, he sired many daughters and claimed the rich lands of Estonia to the emerging realm. He married his daughters to the sons of Jarl Erik of Uppland, known to Christendom as Erik the Heathen, who remained faithful to the gods of his ancestors. Brothers in the eyes of both our gods, Lemminkäinen vowed to stand with Erik and his kin for as long as he drew breath. High chief Lemminkäinen laid the foundations for two cities, that of Viipuri and Kaprio, and the wealth of the lands of Kalevala grew during his wise rule.
Lemminkäinen shared the vision of his father, setting his eyes upon the remaining Northern lands, the remnants of his father's tribal enemies, the Käkisalmians, Tavastians and Satakuntans. But before he could lay down his claims, the death of his sworn brother Erik marked the rise of Jarl Sigbjörn, the husband of his daughter Aamu. Sigbjörn shared his father's hatred of the Christian king of Sweden, and marched to war against him. By himself, he could not win. But with his father-in-law Lemminkäinen marching by his side, though old and silver-haired now, the strength of arms in Karelia left no question to Christendom: They would not march to the North without paying for each inch in blood.
Alright, that's enough of that. Tomorrow, first pic update.