If we are marked to die, we are enough To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more, methinks, would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart. His passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man’s company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
februari said
It really is an interesting region, especially in this time period, because of its location. I knew early on that I wanted someone loosely patterned after Eleanor of Aquitane, but hadn't settled on the where. Savoy, however, seemed absolutely perfect.
Oh the history of Savoie is absolutely one of the most cool histories of any country. Especially the part where some general went around Italy taking all of it then decided to gift it to the king of Savoie without him really wanting it? That was so cool. :P
I think that this RP is more about the social experiment of putting together many different people with different motives and goals and seeing what happens, following the plot. The history is more or less a ''backdrop'' I think?
februari said
Yeah, we'll see. If she wants to hang on to Savoy, she'll need to come up with something, and time isn't on her side. She has, quite rapidly, become an extremely desirable marriage prospect, so the wolves will soon be at her doorstep.
I must say your knowledge of history makes me like you even more. Savoie, always such an underestimated province in history chats. I love Savoie! Sardinia-Piemonte is even better. :P
On another note, I'm really happy there's more activity in OOC and interest check. I thought this would die, for sure. But now I'm pretty sure we'll survive!
I don't believe in motives other than ''power'' or ''I hate everyone'' because that's really what most things boil down to in the end. :P For instance, Louis XIV of France centralised his power by forbidding the Hugenots (the protestants in France, it's what we call them here) which was basically a power motive because he wanted more power by having 1 faith, which would allow him to do stuff through the church.
It still meant he'd kill everyone because fuck you you protestant douche!
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[i]If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.[/i][/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://i68.tinypic.com/2i275ae.png" /><br><br><span class="bb-i">If we are marked to die, we are enough<br>To do our country loss; and if to live,<br>The fewer men, the greater share of honour.<br>God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.<br>By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,<br>Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;<br>It yearns me not if men my garments wear;<br>Such outward things dwell not in my desires;<br>But if it be a sin to covet honour,<br>I am the most offending soul alive.<br>No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.<br>God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour<br>As one man more, methinks, would share from me<br>For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!<br>Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,<br>That he which hath no stomach to this fight,<br>Let him depart. His passport shall be made,<br>And crowns for convoy put into his purse.<br>We would not die in that man’s company<br>That fears his fellowship to die with us.</span></div></div>