An ash and a thorn? Somebody is flexing his Anglo-Saxon chops. Almost as good as your German, is it Iain?
To be honest, the only thing that could stop one is problems within Denmark. If that doesn't happen, it's pretty much guaranteed in the next two summers.Calling it now, Danish invasion!
Ah, fair enough, then. I tend to be inconsistent about such things,even to be self. I've got a tiny bit of the pronunciations down after a year of study, but never actually studied the language itself.Good grief, no. Never really looked at it. I just like using the correct characters in all Latin-script languages.
To be honest, the only thing that could stop one is problems within Denmark. If that doesn't happen, it's pretty much guaranteed in the next two summers.
Reminds me of the comedy from I,Claudius where they had members of the Germanic Guard as comic relief.Fucking roared.
I really like the touch of using Old English to contrast with the 'French' of the viewpoint characters.
Please continue!
Oh Lord, I'd forgotten about Harefoot's ill-born sprog. Of course, he's got no more of the blood of Cerdic than the last bastard who wanted the throne. He's not of Emma's line, but the Normans are assuming his life in France will suffice.
However, the Normans have bigger poisson to flambé now. William De Evreux (what a lovely little pillock he is) is scheming like nobody's business, and the others don't seem too keen on Young Robert. Odo is not thick: if he can get back to Caen,and secure Robert and enough loyal troops, then the counts left in England will be faced with a dilemma. Accept the fait accompli; or oppose, by returning as am invading army? That's before Burgundian, Breton and Flemish shenanigans. Oh, and the Counts of Anjou will probably want to join the party. They always did.
Young Ælfwine may have led supporters amongst the English if the Normans get too distracted. His upbringing won't have equipped him for such things, either. Potentially bloody civil wars I both sides of the Channel.
Love the marriage line, obviously. One nitpick: I thought William named the New Forest?
I'm really glad someone noticed that!wænkere - indeed.
No doubt someone will decide to be the partisans of Edgar Æþeling, just to add to the additional fun as given the amount of amusement likely to break out in Normandy, after all, I can see Edwin and Morcar preferring him to the Norman puppet Ælfwine. Luckily, the situation in Wales is sufficently complex that they probably won't be able to make hay with this, but Malcolm Canmore will be very interested in all this. I think England could potentially split for a while here.
These lines are just pure gold.
And in terms of the plot, this web of allegiances and lineages is getting so tangled it's starting to look like Kuzdu
I do like the Anglo-Saxon Mumby Hwæt.
Oh, I do hope I've not stolen too much of your thunder. I was merely thinking out loud (or through type) about the possible consequences. All I've really done is provide a list of potential people and places. I've got no idea how the different people on the list are going to react to this state of affairs. That, my good man, falls entirely within your purview...This is a very good post. In fact, I might as well not write the next few updates. Not that you're entirely correct about where I'm going with this...
Young Ælfwine may have led supporters amongst the English if the Normans get too distracted. His upbringing won't have equipped him for such things, either. Potentially bloody civil wars I both sides of the Channel.
You can always check this site for a plethora of all sorts of ethnic names like Old English or Norman.If anyone gets confused, please say so. I was jumping through hoops in this last one because approximately 50% of the characters were called William.
Out of interest how do you do the Ash and thorn symbols in a reply?
Apologies. I've spent the last two terms studying England between 975 and 1042. I'm struggling to remember that the dead old king is Edward, rather than Æthelred. Spending too long with the Chronicle and Encomium fries the little grey cells, I fear.Young Ælfwine is in his thirties. Something tells me that the "trust in our placid puppet" scheme is going to hit a snag.