Forty-Three Years Ago:
825: Florian Abenfarax de la Carcaza and his most Puissant Armada set Conquer’ng Foot upon Califa’s Shore, Liberating it from the Tyranny of the Pontifexa Haðraaða thus Ushering A Period of Glory and Justice Never Before Seen in This Revolving World.
Forty Years Ago:
830: Duke Banastre Haðraaða surrenders all Claims to the City and State of Califa and Swears Eternal Fealty and Love to the Most Fantastic Warlord, Florian Abenfarax de la Carcaza, thus making the Warlord’s Victory True in All Ways.
Thirty-Five Years Ago:
833: Lord Axacaya makes his Miraculous Escape from the Apotheosis of Azatlan and assumes his Rightful Position as the Hierophant of Califa to the Joy and Acclaim of All True Republicans. Califa’s joy is wavered but not halted by the Retaliatory Annexation of All Its Southern Environs by the Vicereine of Azatlan.
Twenty-Seven Years Ago:
841: The Traitor Adept, Julien Brakespeare, makes a Silent Assault upon Califa’s Proud Sovereignty and Open Rebellion of the Northern Quadrant Commences much to the Republic’s Disgust and Dismay.
Twenty Years Ago:
848: General Duke Banastre Haðraaða assumes command of the Army of Califa upon the Hideous and Horrific Loss of the Warlord’s Mighty Left Leg at the Battle of Mariposa, which is Mourned by All in Suitable Lamentable Style.
Sixteen Years Ago:
852: The Most Gallant and Reckless General Duke Banastre Haðraaða cut down in the Very Flower of His Prowess by An Ignorant Enemy Hiding Behind The Face of a Friend at the Battle of Modoc. General Cyrenacia Brakespeare assumes the Command Baton of the Army of Califa under the assign General Haðraaða Secunda.
Fifteen Years Ago:
853: Settlement of Peace Terms between Azatlan and Califa in Califa’s Favor after the Apotheosis of General Haðraaða Secunda for the Dreadful Crime of Untenable War Against All Humanity.
Five Years Ago:
863: The Warlord Stubs his Big Toe on a Soubrette on the Way back from the Potty at Four Am in the Morning Much to His Chagrin and Loud Pain.