Right, so this game will take place in the Napoleonic wars, and before, during muskets, cannons, and the early grenades. All that good stuff.
Now the general time period will be 1700-1815, ending with the end of the Napoleonic wars, you will play a lowly soldier (or an officer, but it's first come first serve) you will get promotions if you do good, and be upgraded as the battles fight on, as the troops are outfitted with better equipment.
a few suggestions for class and origin
A Prussian (German) Skirmisher An Ottoman Janissary A Russian Line infantryman (Line infantry were basically the grunts, the backbone of the army) a French Grenadier (Grenadiers are also limited to two players) An Austrian Dragoon or A British Artilleryman
if you want a suggestion for what to play, ask me
to the sheet!
Name: Age: Nationality: Class: Physical Desc.: at least 3 Personality: at least 3 Trait: from above, i make Bio: at least 5 well written sentences, optional Perk: from above, i make --------- Weapons: Misc.: Rank: Private (2nd Lieutenant if officer class) --------- Health: 100/100 Condition:Fine
remake of a game from a while back, came back from Rpol so enjoy
kay, you are marching along to the steady beat to the drummer, directly left to the Flag bearer, down at the front of the column moving towards the french position
the officer screams "INCOMING!" as cannonballs streak towards you, they explode above you showering you with shrapnel, men scream as they fall over clutching bleeding wounds.
you get to the enemy, within range of muskets, now thinner in ranks. the other units spread out and are on par with the enemy width of their lines
the Indian officers yell to their men "Aga, purusom, hoga para aga!"
your officer yells over the cannons firing and the cracking muskets, "Ready your muskets!"
let's just go with you don't shoot at the infantry, also this is a bit odd but no, back then that was considered unmanly for a line infantryman, not to say that for Jagers or light infantry
you fire at the infantry, and hit on man in the leg, he falls over, you all reload and fire again, after 3 volleys the lines are thinned, dying men scream and loll on the ground.
"Charge!" yells the officer as he pulls his saber, the standard bearer pulls his saber as well and screams, you all run towards the enemy bayonets thrust out, they pull off their last shots, men tumble over as they die slowly from gruesome wounds. you crash into the enemy, and spear an enemy linemen, in their red pants nad blue petticoats, one of the enemy linemen parries your thrust and pushes you back
Name:Ludwig Van Heichner Age:18 Nationality:Prussian Class:Line-infantry Physical Desc.: Black short hair, pale skin, blue eyes,6'2 Personality: bi*chy, easily angered, hyper Trait: Bio: Ludwig was a strange kid. Instead of out playing with other kids, he spent his time studying about the military, or asking family members who served about their experiences. When he worked up the nerve, he snuck into the closest military base and payed attention to the drilling soldiers. At some points, he was caught by the same gaurd. But all that guy did was kick him off the installation. Perk: --------- Weapons: Misc.: Stolen military academy book (no one'll notice... Right?), black wooden jay gifted by father, pocket bible Rank: Private --------- Health: 100/100 Condition:Fine