Sims 4 Medieval Challenge
Description:
Do you want an intensive European medieval gameplay without having to switch out CC/Mods to transition into a new decade? The world and culture that you can create will draw on the facts of real medieval history & daily life. Here I customized the gameplay from other challenges to focus more on royal and noble life (for now) to capture the shifting winds of power in a feudal world.
Sample:
For the first 6 (not 5) generations, only royal and noblemen can have extramarital totally approvable extramarital sexual/romantic relationships.
Both peasant/merchant men and women must have their reputation set to “Bad” when their affair is revealed.
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Meet the Royals: the Ulfsons
The royal family of Windenburg has had a short and tragic history. The original king and queen, Hati and Tova, took over the kingdom with the help of Hati's brother, Magnus. Tova suffered from fertility issues. She was finally able to carry her daughter, Gunhild, to term, but as Gunhild was born, Hati died suddenly of an aneurysm. That night, Tova died of post-childbirth complications, leaving Gunhild to be raised by a priestess until she became old enough to rule.
Gunhild Hatisdottir
Now a brave and adventurous warrior, Gunhild spends her spare time practicing her swordsmanship. One day, though, she hopes to rebuild her family's legacy.
Magnus & Family
Seven children. Two pairs of twins. Another baby on the way. God have mercy on their souls.
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Deception & Reunion
In the short time since King Edward ascended to the throne, his actions have left a profound impact on Windenburg. With the skies clearing of smoke and homes being rebuilt, the kingdom began to flourish once more. One of Edward's earliest acts as King was to restore his sister Augusta's rightful titles. In a grand ceremony held at Windenburg Castle, King Edward crowned Augusta as Princess once again, reinstating her household and all the privileges that had been taken from her years ago. Additionally, Edward orchestrated the exhumation of late Queen Fiona's remains from the Tower, granting her a proper burial in the vault beneath Westsimster Abbey. This gesture held immense significance for Augusta, who had long yearned for the opportunity to know her mother and was previously forbidden from speaking of her.
Despite the renewed hope and progress in Windenburg, darkness still persisted. Within the confines of Windenburg Castle, on a chilling Autumn night, Queen Cordelia lay nestled in her chambers, the warmth of the hearth casting gentle flickers of light across the room. Suddenly, she was jolted awake by a thunderous banging on her chamber door, echoing through the stillness of the castle.
Intrigued yet cautious, Cordelia rose from her bed, she approached the heavy oak door, the rhythmic pounding growing louder with each step. With a deep breath, she unlocked the latch and pulled the door open, only to be greeted by an empty corridor. Confusion knitted her brow as she glanced around, expecting to see her guards stationed nearby, but they were nowhere to be found.
A sense of unease crept over her, prompting Cordelia to step into the corridor, she moved cautiously, her footsteps echoing softly against the walls. As she rounded a corner, another noise pierced the silence, causing her to halt in her tracks. Her heart raced as she turned, her candlestick trembling slightly in her grasp.
There, hiding in the shadows, stood a figure clad in dark attire, the glint of steel catching her eye. Cordelia's breath caught in her throat, her mind racing with a mix of fear and disbelief. She had stumbled upon an armed intruder, a threat lurking within the very halls of her castle. Time seemed to slow as she struggled to comprehend the danger before her.
In a moment of terror, Cordelia's grip faltered, and the candlestick slipped from her fingers, clattering to the floor with a resounding thud. The sound echoed through the corridor, a stark reminder of the perilous situation unfolding around her.
As the first light of dawn painted the sky over Windenburg, a sense of unease settled over the castle. Queen Cordelia's continued absence was unusual, her presence normally a steadfast pillar within the fortress walls. In his chambers, King Edward lay in a peaceful slumber, the gentle morning sun filtering through the ornate windows.
Lady Philippa, a trusted advisor known for her composed demeanor, entered the chamber with purpose. Her voice, though calm, carried an undertone of concern as she called out to rouse Edward from his sleep. The news of a Tartosan-flagged ship's sighting added a layer of intrigue to the morning. Edward's awakening was met with a humble smirk, a blend of curiosity and anticipation evident in his expression. He sought clarification from Philippa regarding his mother's possible return, her response tinged with a subtle hint of doubt.
That morning, a bustling scene unfolded along the Windenburg coastline. Tents were meticulously pitched, and the diligent servants ensured an abundance of food was prepared for the anticipated guests' arrival. King Edward, amidst the festivity, gazed out toward the sea where the Tartosan-flagged ship approached, its arrival met with cheers and jubilation from the gathered crowd. Despite the celebratory atmosphere, Edward's mind was consumed with concern for his missing mother. He struggled to push aside the nagging feeling of uncertainty, focusing instead on the tasks at hand.
Standing next to Edward, Lord Richard, who had taken on the roles of Lord Protector and Regent, provided comforting words, assuring the king that everything would be fine. He ventured to speculate that Cordelia could possibly be visiting relatives in Bagley. As Richard moved away, Edward's mind wandered, grappling with the uncertainty of his mother's whereabouts and the perplexing circumstances surrounding her sudden disappearance.
As the ship finally docked at the shore, a flurry of activity ensued. The Dowager Queen Margaery and Empress Mary, accompanied by their entourage, disembarked from the vessel. Among the welcoming throng, Lady Jane rushed forward to greet her long-absent mother. It had been 21 years since their parting, and Jane's joy at seeing Margaery again was palpable. Emotions ran high as Lady Dorethea embraced Margaery warmly, tears of disbelief streaming down her cheeks. Years of uncertainty and doubt had led them to believe that Margaery would never return to Windenburg, adding to the emotional weight of this reunion.
In a dark, stone room, Cordelia lay sprawled on a rough straw mattress. The cold, damp air clawed at her skin, permeating every breath with a musty stench that hung heavy in her lungs. The rhythmic drip of water echoed ominously, a constant reminder of her captivity in this dismal abyss.
As her consciousness reluctantly resurfaced, Cordelia's senses were assaulted by the oppressive atmosphere. With a pained groan, she struggled to sit up, her mind reeling with disorientation and fear.
"Where am I?" Her voice quivered, lost in the suffocating darkness. "How did I end up here?" The questions lingered in the air, unanswered echoes that only intensified the sense of foreboding that enveloped her.
As the haze of confusion slowly dissipated, Cordelia pieced together the grim sequence of events that had led her to this desolate place. She had been snatched, taken hostage by an unknown assailant. But why had this happened? And where was her captor now?
Unbeknownst to Cordelia, the Jacoban Clergy had struck a dark bargain with the newly appointed Lord Lorus Landgraab. They tempted him with a substantial sum to utilize his castle, situated on the Isle near Aarbyville, as the ideal site for Cordelia's secretive imprisonment. Lorus, barely 18 and naive to the clergy's ulterior motives, accepted the offer.
After a failed attempt to break free, Cordelia's desperate cries for help echoed fruitlessly in the sealed chamber. The solid door stood as an impenetrable barrier, leaving her trapped in a state of utter despair. She sank to her knees, hands gripping her face, questioning her fate with a heavy heart.
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Meet the Royals: the Moreaus
The Moreau family has ruled over Willow Creek for generations. The current king and queen, Guy and Emmeline, have five children together
Guy Moreau
Having dedicated his life to and succeeding in bringing wealth to the Moreau name, Guy has quite settled in to life with his wife and children. Hates socialization, but still has to due to his position.
Emmeline Moreau
Emmeline is very family-oriented and is already quite looking forward to having grandchildren. Very outgoing and proper.
Percival Moreau
Percy is the oldest child of Guy and Emmeline and is on the cusp of young adulthood and subsequent marriage. Wherever he is, his very good friend Sidney is not far behind.
Amelie Moreau
Amelie is the second child of Guy and Emmeline and wishes for nothing more than to live in comfort. She is active on the cheerleading team (because that was totally a thing in the Middle Ages) and is a genius, but doesn't let onto her smarts around other sims.
Etienne Moreau
The twin brother to Margot and third child of Guy and Emmeline, Etienne is a firm believer in true love and soulmates. He just hopes that the girl he is arranged to marry is the one.
Margot Moreau
Margot is the fourth child of Guy and Emmeline and twin to Etienne, pronouns they/them. Organized a club for other queer royals to meet each other.
Timothe Moreau
The youngest child of Guy and Emmeline, Timothe is quickly nearing his preteen years. As a child, he has loved art, but time can only tell if his interests will continue or change as he grows.
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Praaven Reworked by @nornities&@simsmidgen
Original version by @potato-ballad-sims. He(She?) is amazing creator.
Well, I'm in the process of renovating a hut by the lake into an alchemist's house, and as @enjoji101 requested, today I'd like to take a peek into the lives of my Sims.(I am very grateful for requests like this as they give me hints for posting.)
It's been a while, so I started from the beginning.
Click here for an introduction to the house and Sims
Everyone woke up around 7:30. I work in the morning because no one seems to be hungry. (All are self-employed)
Nadia is a bard (street musician), so she helps Young Jae with his farm work.
After work, it's time for some tea.
Now, let’s go somewhere fun!
☆I can't write it all down, but I'm grateful to the many CC creators.☆
Thank you for always reading my posts!
Bye for now!
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