Well, now. St. Patrick's Day seems like a perfect day to launch The Irish Navy blog. This will be a blog that chronicles my Dystopian Wars deeds, exploits, and thoughts about the game and the world (in game terms) in general. The game is a mix of actual human history mixed with a heavy dose of Steam Punk fiction. The game itself has a very rich back story, including the discoveries in Antartica, that has led to the timelines radical departure for actual earth history.
Spartan Games is the company that has publishes Dystopian War. It is their third game with basically the same game engine. Firestorm Armada (space battles) and Uncharted Seas (fantasy age of sail and a little Dwarf steam) are the other offerings. I have a Dwarf Fleet that may get discussed and shown here in the future. I am most enchanted with the third.
The story line for the Brit have them invading Ireland and conquering it. I just don't feel it happened in that simple a manner. Since the timeline and history has taken such a radical shift, I am giving it my own twist. In simple terms, the Brits DID attempt an invasion, but it didn't work quite as well as it might and that is where the press came into play. Being controlled by the crown, the press was excluded war zone and was "fed" what they could publish. The British forces remained on the Emerald Isle for quite some time, but by the time everything filtered out, the forces had departed. Claims of victories on land and in the waters off Ireland were all too brief. The truth will unfold later, but suffice to say, there is a rather large fleet, patrolling the waters off Ireland that have emerald green hulls, bear the names such as the Galway, the Donnegal and the Michael Collins. Now, does that sound like there was a capitulation? I think not. Truth be told, a secret series of negotiations occured that "allowed" the Crown to claim victory, but it established Ireland as an ally under self rule.
More tales of the fighting are sure to roll out of the pubs and taverns across Erin and will be faithfully reported here.
Well faith, an' if it ain't our favorite leprechaun, then! Ah, me lad, welcome to the fun. You're goin' to have the time o' your life, an' ye have me word on it! Seriously, alternative history seems to be a big "niche" market, and you're going to be having conversations, discussions, and dare we say, arguments with people you never thought of. We think you'll find this will enhance your enjoyment of this particular hobby far beyond what you even thought possible.
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Chops! Found this in my extensive collection of mythical books, and thought it might be germaine:
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We've etched our names on battlefields
from Naples to Nepal.
We've met the best the world can send,
and licked 'em, one an' all.
The Gurkha in his mountain fast
will carve a man to bits,
an' the Arab Jannissary
surely gives a redcoat fits.
But of all the noble fighters
gathered in our Losers' Hall,
the bloody, ruddy Irishman
stands head an' shoulders tall.
We met him first at Dublin
when we came up off the boats,
an' two days hence at Rathmore
where we crashed against his moat.
He sniped our bloomin' officers
as we slogged our way through Cork,
an' hamstrung our draft horses
while we bivouacked in the dark.
He fought us to a standstill
with blade, an' bomb, an' ball,
an' how do we assuage this shame?
...He's our cousin, after all!
The Honorable Harold A. "Harry" Balls
By Royal Appointment,
Poet of the Empire
Hey, he sounds like my cousins. Little bastards!!! Nice one Jack!
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