A timeline where Attila the Hun never sours his relationship with the Western Roman Empire and the tithes from the East keep him supported. Attila also lives longer and succession goes a lot smother.This is my first timeline and I would like help writing it, if anyone has a great knowledge of the Huns, please PM me. I will try to use language suitable for the time, throwing in Latin and Greek for the Romans, and try to find some Hunnic. I'm really not certain how well this will go, but i guess I'll see won't I. This has been influenced by Basileus Giorgios' Isaac's Empire, and hopefully the style of writing will reflect that. My first entry won't be very long, but I should upload to this regularly, if it is well received.
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The sun shone bright on Attila's Court, a shimmering fortress on the banks of the Danube*. The King of the Huns himself, Attila, sat on his modest throne, his remarkably plain clothing in stark contrast to the rest of his court. It had been five years since his brother, Bleda, had died in 445, leaving him as the sole king of the Hunnic Empire. He sat relaxed, thinking of his newest plan that would be set in to action, the invasion of the Visigoth kingdom of Toulouse. The Western Roman emperor, Valentinian III, was supporting him, resulting in an powerful alliance, at least for the time being. It was the King Huns relation with a Roman General, Flavius Aëtius which had landed him this alliance, and Attila planned to use it. He was suddenly jolted out of his fantasy of the battle by a Germanic courier,
"Sire, uhm... A package has arrived f-for you."
He quickly placed the package at the base of the throne a scuttled away, not wanting to face the Hun any longer. When Attila opened the package he found two simple things. A note and a ring.
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The sun shone bright on Attila's Court, a shimmering fortress on the banks of the Danube*. The King of the Huns himself, Attila, sat on his modest throne, his remarkably plain clothing in stark contrast to the rest of his court. It had been five years since his brother, Bleda, had died in 445, leaving him as the sole king of the Hunnic Empire. He sat relaxed, thinking of his newest plan that would be set in to action, the invasion of the Visigoth kingdom of Toulouse. The Western Roman emperor, Valentinian III, was supporting him, resulting in an powerful alliance, at least for the time being. It was the King Huns relation with a Roman General, Flavius Aëtius which had landed him this alliance, and Attila planned to use it. He was suddenly jolted out of his fantasy of the battle by a Germanic courier,
"Sire, uhm... A package has arrived f-for you."
He quickly placed the package at the base of the throne a scuttled away, not wanting to face the Hun any longer. When Attila opened the package he found two simple things. A note and a ring.