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The stabs were expertly exchanged and no damage was received in return!

Hit: 97+10-15-14 = 78
Hit roll: 69, nice!
Crit roll: 18, no crit
Damage: 13+2-7 = 8-1 = 7dmg
Cancel roll: 85!

Shaman? E counters!
Hit: 97-10-29 = 58
Hit roll: 83, miss!

Adrienne attacks again!
Hit: 97+10-15-14 = 78
Hit roll: 50, hit!
Crit roll: 96, no crit
Damage: 13+2-7 = 8-1 = 7dmg

~~Enemies Turn!~~

The trio of shamans nearby all cast their foul magics!

Hit: 97-15-28 = 54
Hit roll: 57, miss!

Hit: 97-15-28 = 54
Hit roll: 62, miss!

Hit: 97-10-29 = 58
Hit roll: 38, hit!
Crit roll: 76, no crit
Damage: 20-7 = 13dmg

~~Allies Turn!~~

Prince Aland and the Countess all charged into the fray! While Orf... did not.

Hit: 105-15-14 = 76
Hit roll: 39, hit!
Crit roll: 17, no crit
Damage: 12-7 = 5-1 = 4dmg

Shaman? E retaliates!
Hit: 97-28 = 69
Hit roll: 66, hit!
Crit roll: 20, no crit
Damage: 20-3 = 17dmg

Prince Aland strikes once more!
Hit: 105-15-14 = 76
Hit roll: 30, hit!
Crit roll: 98, no crit
Damage: 12-7 = 5-1 = 4dmg

Hit: 117-14 = 103, autohit!
Crit roll: 1, crit!
Damage: 22-7 = 15x3 = 45dmg

There, between the trees - a child!


Objectives updated!
Primary: Rescue Andertz Coldside.

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"No money, no priviledges! I want results next year!" The members of the Cartel grumble while leaving.


Gold from the mines arrived on schedule.


"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Happiness: 5
Population: 3
Economy: 7
Army: 5

"The people and the army are happy, while our Treasury is still full of money! Shall we spend it on getting more soldiers? Or perhaps we could reward your hardworking subjects with some festivals this year?"

A) "Party time!"
B) "Army time!"
C) "Savings time!!"

You did, but flazeo forfeit, and nobody called in to play

"Perhaps they need a new home? Send a group of educated men to parley with them." The messenger leaves, his head bowed.


Milka is with child again! The healers believe that she should give birth sometime after the new year begins.

5

Great news come from the southlands - the wandering goat-herders were convinced to stay, and have been settled across four villages and the city of Cumhre. They've brought their wealth of livestock with them, along as a curious religion about worshipping a divine shepherd and protector of all living beings.


The envoys of the Cartel of Golden Arms bow their heads, adorned with gold-trimmed pointy hats.

"I was wondering when you would show up," you say. "The money I was promised is a whole season late!" The leader of the group smiles and takes his hat off.

"My liege! This is due to competition from small-time goldworkers as well as some well-established foreign merchants. Our profits have been scarce, and our expenses great. We would like to ask Your Majesty for a donation." Another of the Cartel members steps forward.

"Of course we understand if the royal Treasury has fallen on hard times as well, so instead of gold, we would like Your Majesty to sign some documents allowing us to better compete with foreigners and other guilds."

A) "No money, no priviledges. You better try harder next year!"
B) "I will look at the documents and sign them, if that's what you want."
C) "Outrageous! Bring me the money you owe, or I will deal with you accordingly!"
D) "Fine, I can give you some money if it comes back with a profit."

You send word that Kingdom of Bailemarr is looking for mercenaries to join the army - in exchange for some good coin, of course!


"Goat-herders?" The messenger bows his head.

"Yes, my lord. Several tribes of them, perhaps a two thousand of them, have begun grazing their livestock upon our southeastern grasslands. They speak very little of our language and are clads in furs and fleece rather than fiber and leather. They wear their homes on their backs, and place their tents down for the night so they and their goats can sleep. While majority of them are avoiding our settlements and farmlands, some youth were caught trying to steal potfruits and earlyberries from the outlying orchards. On behalf of the mayors of your southern domain, I come asking what should we do with these nomadic strangers invading our lands in such a cautious fashion."

A) "Some thieving marauders, these are! The southern mayors are allowed to deal with them accordingly!"
B) "Let them be, they seem to be just passing by."
C) "Mayhaps they search for a new home? Have a party of educated men meet with these nomads."

You order money to spent on procuring grain.

The officials in charge of this are ordered to spend the money frugally, though.

6

Through shrewd management and cooperation of the grain merchants (either willingly or in fear of repeat of last time - who knows), there's plentitude of foodstuffs procured for the central provinces! The people praise your leadership, and the merchants are satisfied with the payments they've got.


Milka gives birth to a healthy baby boy!

After some deliberation, she names him 'Nogad', after one of early saints of the Pantheon and god of trees and herbs.

On the same day Nogad is born, the wagonloads of gold bullion arrive from the mines.


When the Advisor comes into your study, you rub your chin thoughtfully. This year came and went so fast!

Happiness: 5
Population: 3
Economy: 7
Army: 4

"Our Kingdom is doing splendidly well in the recent years, all things considered." The Advisor smiles. "The Marshal has noted that we're giving priority to merchants and the peasantry, while the army is being pushed to the margin. He clamors for more soldiers, my liege."

A) "Happy peasants are docile peasants. Draft some of them!"
B) "We have more than enough money to hire some mercenaries into army service!"
C) "Draft some peasants, hire some mercenaries too! Army of Bailemarr will be as big as those of bigger, wealthier kingdoms!"
D) "I like it how it is."

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You invite the swordsmaster into the castle with the purpose of hiring him to train your officers and soldiers.

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"Finally, a humble listener who knows what to expect of me!" Vingirius says, looking quite happy. He is then introduced to your officers and captains. The highly-prized western style of combat is ought to give your forces an edge with the local armies and tribes of the south and east.


Gold arrives from the mines on schedule!


It's that time of the year, again!

Happiness: 3
Population: 3
Economy: 7
Army: 4

"Albeit the giant was slain and the city of Blabh ultimately survived, many feel a bit sour about the whole affair." Says the Advisor, stroking his beard. "The Treasury has been doing quite well recently, so perhaps we could spend money on some festivals and feasts for the populace next year?"

A) "Splendid idea! May the festivities commence!"
B) "I would rather keep my money in my treasury, thank you muchly."