January 1, 867. We are King Rhodri the Great of Powys, and we want to become King of all Wales. And eventually Emperor of Britain. AND THEN THE WORLD. But let's focus on Wales for now. Also, we have a shit-ton of kids and one bastard.
First things first, I send my chancellor to fabricate a claim on the county of Cornwall.
Then, I marry my son to some chick from the Duchy of Toulouse.
We are a grandparent, our son has a half-French baby girl. She's adorable, and by adorable I mean she looks like every other child in Europe.
Our second-oldest son is now a Mastermind Theologian. I foresee a long career as my Court Chaplain.
Some raiders from Vestisland show up. I call the banners.
They slap the shit out of the enemies of Wales. Wales > crappy viking losers.
The whole Great Heathen Army thing is worrying me slightly. Eh, I'm sure we'll be fine.
Our Queen is now Incapable and one of our other many sons is an Indulgent Wastrel. I try to provide for this family....
More raiders. This time they come from Medelpad. Stabbity Stab Stab, we win, yaaaaay.
East Anglia is no longer an independent country, having been conquered by Vikings.
Our wife died comatose. However, we already have a ton of children.
Some dude from an Aquitanian Revolt wants us to marry off one of our daughters. Sure, whatevs. This way we have an alliance with Aquitaine either way.
The King of Dehubearth or however that's spelled just finished up a losing war against a Danish jarl. One of my courtiers has a de jure claim of one of his counties. I make that dude my vassal by giving him County Perrfedwlad and then press his claim.
I raise the armies and call my friend from the Aquitanian Revolt to war. We march on the disputed county at full strength.
The other Welsh king calls in the King of Navarra. That could be bad.
We have won the first siege of a required 3.
I marry another daughter to the Prince of Lotharingia. That will help. I then call him to war.
There's a new Pope in town.
I send some cash his way to make sure I don't get excommunicated or anything.GREEDY BASTARD WANTS $307.7! What happened to the whole vow of poverty thing?
2/3 sieges complete, warscore 71% in my favor. I slap some inept losers trying to siege Gwynedd who don't even have the numbers and begin the next siege.
The revolt guy from earlier is gone because his liege started a different war.
SHITSHITSHIT
The other Welsh guy called in West Francia and Aquitaine to the war! Where are the German guys I called? SHIT
NEED MERCS
WHICH ARE EXPENSIVE
I hire the cheapest mercs I can find, the Swiss Band. We'll probably go deeply into debt over this.
My preexisting stack of ~1000 deals with the 1000 man Frankish amphibious landing force, but is almost wiped out. I send the last 400 native soldiers and the 1500 mercs to siege the last city in a desperate bid for the war to be done before France kills us all.
SIEGE DONE
WARSCORE 100
OFFER PEACE, ENFORCE DEMANDS
Whew. We narrowly averted disaster and almost started a world war over one county in Wales. I think that's a good place to stop for now. It hasn't been 10 years yet, but maybe the timescale should be more fluid.
PROGRESS TODAY:
County of Gwent is ours! Well, our vassal's, but still!
We possess 4/5 counties required for De Jure Kingdom of Wales.
STATUS REPORT
It is 24 September, 872.
Cash: 129
Prestige: 550
Piety: 64
Our ruler is 52 years old, our heir is 22.
All vassals happy, bishop likes Pope more than me. NO CHURCH TAX FOR YOU!