Stagonian Madness!

For some inexplicable reason the Stagonians have decided to move through Saxe-Bearstein and Linz in support of Altmoranian aggression!

The Stagonians even advanced from Linz to Wein itself!


Stagonian columns pressed eastwards into Austrian Imperial holdings ~ both were repulsed!

In a battle lasting some only 1 hour General Brown routed the hapless Stagonians, even sending out enough pursuit forces to complete the surrender of the entire force after they had suffered some 55% casualties.

In another battle, east of the Tipplebruder region, General Charles forced a retreat of the attacking Stagonian armies, this battle taking only 90 minutes to conclude. No follow up was conducted as the Altmoranians had been successful in thier investiture of Pilsner, the capitol of Saxe-Bearstein.


The situation in central Urope is bleak for the opponents of Altmoranian aggression.

The Bearstein forces are all but destroyed in their defense of the capitol, Pilsner. General Dawn has also withdrawn in the face of superior Altmoranian numbers, now forming into defenses in Burtz, capitol of Burtzenia.

Empress learns of the Blue Horde

Scene: Imperial Palace in Wein.

Empress Merrie Teaser is preparing to enter the Grand Ballroom where a majority of the court awaits her arrival.



A page quickly steps forward with a note on a silver platter, the note is somewhat crumpled and dirty on the gleaming silver surface. The platter is offered to the Empress who glances at it then at the young aide de Camp of her Field Marshal Dawna, she nods to the young man to open the note.

He quickly takes the scrap of paper and only part way through digesting the information reports to the Empress,

"Field Marshal Dawna reports that her spies near the borders of Altmorania, Stagonia and Saxe-Bearstein have seen columns of troops both entering and assembling in Saxe-Bearstein and along the border regions. The Marshal writes that she fully expects Saxe-Bearstein to be invaded by the time your Majesty receives this note. Without a doubt King Freddy has initiated a war posture and means to invest our northern borders."

All assembled are silent, the Empress speaks quietly.

"Thank you M. aide de Camp." she adjusts her dress to smooth out the front.

"I shall compose an appropriate response after having entertained our ministers and court this evening." She looks about her in the small hallway at the entrance doors to the hall.

"None of you are to speak of this news." She lets out a calm breath and takes in another calm breath. "You may announce us now."

Wiener Müntze

Reich Finanzminister has announced that a comprehensive survey of all the coin of the realm has been completed.



For further details you are directed to view the Currency Converter, a link has been permanently established on the list to your left.

Each of the extremely detailed national currencies are summarized in this treatise on money.

intrigues

Rumors flying around the court indicate that many courtiers are upset with Frankszonia.
In recent battles, Frankszonian forces have fought against Vile Stagonia, Hesse Homburg, and other loyal Imperial / Reich stadts. Furthermore, they note that the economic rivalry between Frankfurters and Wieners continues unabated.

Is some plot to discipline the rash Gallian puppet Hurtzhog in progress?

Prinz Robert (the) Axe

early dawn...home of minor noble family in Wein.

A decorated carriage rolled up to the front steps, the footman had leapt off the running board even before the horses had been reigned in. This footman holding his hat and wig on with one hand dashed up the steps and pulled the elaborate ringer.

He entered the home, while the horses stamped and champed sweating in the early morning air, no one else departed from the coach which had curtains drawn closed.

From the home another servant dashed, buttoning his coat quickly he smothed his coat-tails and approached the coachman at the reigns. With practiced grace he took the lead for the horses and stood by the front of the animals, producing a few apple pieces from a pocket so as to calm the animals more easily. The coachman then got down from the front and arranged the steps for the coach door.

All stood waiting for some time.

...

Presently from within the home a woman in a simple frock dress and a young man in a red military cut coat came out to the coach. Both of them deceded the stair and bowing low before the side of the coach waited for response.

"Robert." said a womans voice from within the coach, "Come in."

The young man looked to the older one in the simple dress next to him and smiling he entered the coach.

There was little room within the coach and Robert was face to face with Marsha, the Countess Dawn at the moment he entered.

"M..Majesty." he blurted out and tried to embrace her hand as quickly as he could upon entering the coach.

"Well Robert, you have been accepted and the Empress supports your decision." She had a sour look on her face. "I do not." Then she smiled...one of those smiles that can part the clouds on a rainy day. "I will be certain to send you off properly though!" She then embraced him quickly.

Robert was smiling and enjoying the embrace, when a male throat cleared outside the coach.

"Yes Countess," Robert managed to kiss her gloved hand this time better composed.

"Go fetch your needs and I will transport you to the court and your commissioning."

Robert had a confused look, Marsha, the Countess Dawn continued.

"Go, GO. Quickly now."

The smartly dressed young man then vaulted from the coach, nodding a greeting to his father, whom now turned a pale shade on seeing Marsha; he did not interrupt the man as he dashed up the stairs three at a time flying to his chambers.

"Prince Blade." Said Marsha, the Countess Dawn holding out a scrap of paper with a bright blue ribbon attached. "This is for you."

Taking the note the older man then carefully opened the note:

Prince Blade,

By the order of the Empress, Prince Axe request for attendance with The Prince of Wales Troop Depot has been granted.

Prince Axe is to travel at once with my agent.

Maj. General Done

The elder Prince nodded curtly to Countess Dawn, knowing of her favor with the Empress, he decided to only encourage the others of the family that were now appearing to see the strange visitor, to return into the home.

Prince Blade then embraced his son Robert before he boarded the coach, as his travel trunks were loaded by the puffing footman.

Wien participates:

Let's see, there's Alte Fritz, TragardMaster, and my Wieners ... who else?

I'm going to have start a new blog anyway, I'd guess ...
But here's the primary people for the Weiners, who are the major competition for the Frankfurters ...

B: Wieners:

* Empress Teaser Hopsbier (flirtatious and tends to throw expensive parties, but really
cherishes her folks ... and her soldiers, especially the tall, young, athletic ones) ...
* Her protégé: Marsha, the Countess Dawn, considered by most to be an harmless coquette (who actually is a brilliant military tactician) who masquerades as a man in order to be:
* Maj. General Done: (2) Seems reserved and standoffish to his staff. He is extremely private
in his personal life and upholds very high standards of behavior. However, he often is
mysteriously gone when not on active campaign, and at these times nobody knows where he is.
He is known to be a confidante of the Empress and very influential in her program of military
reform.
* Feld Marshal Brownale (2) Boisterous and enthusiastic when in contact with the enemy. His
enthusiasm is shared with the troops with whom he likes to unofficially socialize. Has a
reputation for being able to rally units and to encourage dangerous assaults. He is a friend of Gen
Woad, the Baron Sipcup, or is that Hiccup?
* Prinz Joesipper: (0) hangs out with the cafe crowd. \
* Oberst Hasenpfeffer: (0) Impatient and peppery.
* Oberst Katzenhaus: (1) has also risen in the Wiener ranks due to exceptional services rendered.
* M. Gen. Schnitzelen: (0) classic case of prospering by being kicked upstairs.
* Oberst Spam: (0) is raising a jaeger regiment which he intends to flood into hostile areas.
* Waddle: (0)
* Schlogger: (0)
* Snorzen: (1) (a Baltic SoF)
* Wilhelm von Shlickt (1) : A freikorps leader, he avoids open combat.
His dubious reputation in small wars leaves a stain on the honor of the army ... Likes cigars.
A real Wiener ....
** Unfortunately, I did not get the citation for these, but I was reading something on the net and
ran across Graf Otto von Botelauden and Henrich Wallpot von Passenheim. So ...
* Graf Blotto von Bottleladen: (0) Middle aged, subject to wild mood swings, uses a prince nez
as it reminds him of the view through the bottom of the bottle or stein. While flagrantly
promiscuous on campaign, when at home or on any non-combat mission is notoriously
passionate about family and Frau. Actually, his income is derived more from a successful
tavern and inn chain / franchise than from the minuscule hereditary lands.
und ....
* Ernst Hallpot von Pissenhelm.: (1) soldier of fortune. Works on time limited capitularies
only. While rigorously loyal during period of contract, he has been known to refuse renewals at
the last moment. Otherwise, a good jack of all trades militarily. He has excelled at organizing
supply trains, depots, and hospitals. Details of his lineage seem curiously fluid.
* Riergard v. Rottenbrat: (0) Irritable, duelist, pettifogging administrator.
* Picklemany (2): Competent. Good leader, but tends to be conservative in approach to
campaigns
* Blumentwit: (0) (Inspired by real, WWII German, Blumentrit).
* Grimsnifter (0)
* Sauerputz (0)

The Hungry forces include:
* Gen. Naggy (1)
* Eaterhasty: (1)