justcuriousabout said:

Hi, I am very impressed with your blog, and would like your input on something. I am running a Vampire game set in Hungary 1 year before the Mongolian invasion. I was wondering what other ethnicities would be present in the area?

you’re doing a game about VAMPIRES

But you need to fact check “other ethnicities”?

… ethnicities….other than vampire?

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playthatthing replied to your post: “Hi, I am very impressed with your blog, and would like your input on something. I am running a Vampire game set in Hungary 1 year before the Mongolian invasion. I was wondering what other ethnicities would be present in the area?”:

ok so the Mongol invasion was in 1241, less than 250 years after the Hungarians settled in the Carpathian Basin after centuries spent in the steppes in Eurasia. A lot of them would’ve looked hella Turkic or Asian anyway. How does OP not know this.

I think people are missing the point here

Also that ^ is not exactly common knowledge

The point is

vampires=well, of course

"other ethnicities"=we’re gonna need to see some ID and at least 4 graduate-student-level-or-above academic sources

for  historical accuracy in our vampire game about vampires

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