So as you can guess, I do not take credit for King Arthur and his peoples... I give that credit to history! And the movie company but only reluctantly...So please review and this is more of a preview... I'm working on it!! AH this is my first fic...
Set five years after the war of the Hadrian Wall. King Arthur now resides over all of England with the round table still as his center of command. His original five Sarmatian knights still with him, now lords too, to help rule the five ends of a country; north, west, east, south and central. Of course only in their own pockets of land. The five lords of King Arthur, following his orders and providing their council to and with him in the center London. Still at this time, they power, and the people are scattered and unorganized. Arthur, being the idealistic gentleman of always, requests his knights to make the census of the kingdom and to know his allies, to help it expand and prosper now, and to protect it foremost.
King Arthur sat in the governing room, the room with the legendary round table, next to his closest and wisest confidant, Merlin. They sat with the map of England infront of them, and small figures representing numbers in armies and ships, keeping aware of the events in the now quickly deteriorating Roman Empire due to line after line of poor emperors. To them, as Britain and the Roman Empire, the biggest threat was becoming the barbarians of the north, however, this predominately concerned the East of the empire. Merlin and Arthur avidly discussed this situation of the Empire they both knew and loathed. They talked about the wars and the history, Antony and Cleopatra's Egypt, Hannibal's war elephants, the Huns of the East, and the insane emperor Nero.
Galahad, Gawain, Lancelot, Tristan, Boars and Dag. The six legendary knights. Lancelot now dead after the fatal fight for freedom. Dag and Tristan healed, slowly, unluckily, tetanus shots, or any shot of anything were readily available at this time, meaning no cures, no heroin and no tequila, point being that Dag's right arm was amputated. Lancelot's body was burned and his ashes thrown to the eastern wind, but that his sole every really left the island, was to be wondered for although his front showed thorough spite and hate for the rock, it would be seemed that part of him would always be there. The pendant which he wore on his neck was worked into his tomb, which lay tribute to him in the new castle, Camelot.
Smaller dukes and earls of course spotted the lands, but the remaining Sarmatian knights were made to be their rulers in part. Galahad in the center, Gawain in the west, Tristan in the North, Boars in the South and Dag in the east.
Galahad of the Center District, was still young in his heart. He roamed socially throughout the many cities and villages abound, and was often closest to Arthur's side and order. He kept no family, though many mistresses, though even more young ladies vied for his attention that made it to call on him at his home. His home being a modest chalet on a hill, he spent most of his time at Camelot. His first errand was to collect the many great and famous literature and to bind them in a royal library. His second and most taxing of all, became to organize the Doomsday Book.
Gawain in the west was much taken to the rocky islands and cool seas of the Atlantic. He set up many strategic ports, and made his own home on a rocky outcrop overlooking a large bay, latter to become Britain's largest on said coast. Although he claimed to want a beautiful Sarmatian woman, he married a French gentelwoman of the name of Antoinette. Although marrying her, he did not love her, not much, nor did he find her attractive, not much, especially finding out that she had married him just for escape from a right and just punishment of jealous murder of her eldest sibling in the east. He quickly fell in love with a dark Roman woman to which even Arthur could not even deny their happiness together. His true wife quickly became mad and he had her locked in a tower, called the Roman Tower. The Roman Tower was one of two extremely tall towers, named so because it was rumored that from there, one could see the reaches of the Roman Empire at the French coast, driving her even more mad in self pity from remember what she should never have done. In her depression, she legendarily set herself alight with fire and attempted to burn down the mostly stone building. This of course greatly upset Gawain because he was quite lucky to have an estate such as this compared to many a men of more importance and money than him who lived quite sensibly in smaller manors.
Tristan in the North, wandered mostly through the moors and never was one to stay long in his small castle on the mountaintop. He found that, even though the weather was less than pleasant less than he would hope for than anywhere else in England, the stone castle was always much colder than even the north wind. He would take no wife, for many a women pursued him, though none interested him in the slightest bit. He found that the women he seemed to attract were ignorant boring creatures, only interested in whether he was agreeable, how much money he pulled a year, and his natural disposition and position. So, most of his time was spent scouting the small nomadic settlements for young protégées and prospective allies and loyal fighters. Easily did he take to the civilities and ways of these people, that it was most pressed by the groups, that their brightest and best, would study and serve under him.
Boars of the South was happily settled, finally married and was now with thirteen children, much to his wife's superstitious dislikes and the awe of others. He set up the South to encourage its trade and agricultural prosperity by within his settlement creating a central market for all. His small castle in the centre, and five miles all around on the hill created a central hub and city. Filled with taverns and hotels, it attracted people from all over the South. It was protected by a service of his own men, and a circular wall encompassing it. To the South, many people from England and the Empire came to gain and create their own wealth. A large Greek population, migrated from the Roman rule, made refugee on the tip of the South, and made between Boars the connection to their heathen god of wine and party, Diogynys.
Dag of the East ruled most quietly. He was the ruler of the coast, and most people were fishermen. He encouraged use of the natural rivers to bring their ware inland, and set up many a famous lights along the coastline. He lived peacefully in a house in the middle of the central town and port. Under his watch he raised the boy Lucan, in warfare, education, principle and most important to Dag, the ability to swim. Dag himself was taught by a local fishing family and then married their daughter. He himself was never one to travel out on the rough and perilous English Channel in a boat although he found the nautical education quite interesting. Had he not been raised to fight, he surely would have been raised to fish he thought.
Ok I promise that something will happen... I'm just setting the mood. Think of those summaries of as how the characters have developed in the five years following the war. I promise SOMETHING will happen!!!!!!!!!!!