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scene_end

:P

You guys have fun, I will be watching and come in if needed.

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Mannan nodded and drank the last of his drink, letting out a sigh as his eyes turned toward the snowy landscape. He then turned to Gregor.

"Well, time for me to go to work. There might be some correspondence and reports waiting for me. I've given orders to the village shopkeepers to re-open their stores with the worst of weather passing. You should be able to get supplies and weapons from them at lowered price." After saying those words, Mannan patted the young soldier on shoulder and moved passed him, going to his office room of sorts.

//You can roleplay now, peeps!

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Correction: Everything posted by FFS is choking hazard.

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Reply #10001 contains FFS' insane plot ramblings.

How delightfully appropriate for this game :3

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Mannan arched his left eyebrow and looked at Gregor.

"You really think it is Prixima's doing? I think you might be slightly paranoid, Gregor... shady dealings and hired assassins is one thing, but to mobilize Menelean army? Eight thousand at Fezzan front, another two thousand at the mountain trails, and those few divisions of wyverns raiding our outposts and supply caravans. That's more than eleven thousand Menelean soldiers pushing against Berebian defences. I don't think Prixima could get more than one eigth of that under her banner without toppling your King."

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Now watch as Mannan backstabs everyone, removes a cardboard mask, and is revealed to be Prixima.

Haspen didn't deny this.

Oh missed that.

It would be hillarious, but I don't want to break the game that badly :P

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The Bores invasion was caused by Prixima.

Almost happened, changed last minute.

she even set up that bandit trap with that purple armored chicka[/insane paranoid ramblings]

That would be too cheap :P

and she is secretly spying on us through Anja. [/insane paranoid ramblings]

I actually considered that, but didn't go anywhere.

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"Ha. I guess down in the Menelea you rarely get anything remotely close to this? I was in Arco one winter, when I was on a pilgrimage. It was winter, I recall. All I saw was grey soil and only one night I caught a glimpse of some snowflakes." Mannan paused for a moment, remembering the better and simpler times of his life. There was a neigh under the window, and the young bishop looked outside.

"Isn't that Olison and Chris returning from the patrol... they don't look wounded, and they don't seem to be in hurry... I bet all they saw is snow. Kinda strange, the Menelean army is an hour of horse riding to the south, beyond the Cagarian forests... I'm sorry that I can't provide any particular help with the Prixima and everything. The war broke my communications with the south, so I can't even get my spies' reports."

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Voted for 3 days. I'm about to be on the road (yes, again, but this time I'll be doing it as an employee), so I'm not sure how often I can be online or what times.

You might want to do the little thing with Mannan, then.

The future of supports depends on you Sirus! :P

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As far as the things go, S Supports are basically marriages, no?

So yeah, I'm not really keen at giving out those. Maybe before last chapter, given Mannan is a Bishop by trade. Hastily wedding before the most dangerous job in your life, so romantic~

Also according to the Handbook, you only need Promoted lvl 10 to get S support!

EDIT: Oh and of course you're free to Roleplay after I do the little scene with Mannan and Gregor.

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Info on Intermission B:

The IC Thread is yours, for the time you will choose in the poll. The voting will be closed tomorrow morning (when I wake up, basically).

Roleplay to your heart's content, little missions, romantic dinners, some sightseeing, whatever you wish. You know how the forum guidelines go, nothing explicit if you want to include that kind of writing. There's heavy winter going on, there's war down the border - I think there's even more ideas sitting in yer heads.

To help with focusing who talks with whom, you're well advised to start responses with @character, like I sometimes do, but of course it's not necessary. I just think that given the amount of players, some coherence is needed!

The reward for Intermission B are Support Ranks, albeit I will give no more than 2 Support Ranks per character, and no Support can go up twice. NPCs (Anja, Mannan), are also available for Roleplaying and Supporting with, just poke me if you're interested.

Of course, if you/your character are socially awkward, you don't ahve to Roleplay.

That said, have fun guys :3

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The entire group gathered near the wagon, and those who were without horses boarded the sturdy vehicle of Anja, or mounted the horses belonging to Ami and other riders. And then they have set off, leaving the dark, blood-soaked abbey behind.

Back to Tunhausen.


The journey back to the Tunhausen Castle took two days. Mannan spent several hours at nearby outpost, directing the soldiers and describing what will be found in Blackmoore. Then, the road to Tunhausen was clear and safe, local militia provided escort on the way there.

Mannan hosted a small meal with all of the mercenaries and other guests that came along to Tunhausen, and everyone went to sleep in rather merry mood, expect those who were troubled by problems personal or trivial.

Next morning, a disaster struck.

The first people to notice how horrible the weather became, were Mannan's soldiers. They've made quite a ruckus because the magnitude of the problem was, like every year, very severe.

Powerful blizzard brought layers upon layers of snow, and the sky was continuously dark with the clouds, the high winds making the life of flying creatures and their riders terrible. Tunhausen Keep and the village underneath was cut off the world, pretty much like any other village and fort in local neighbourhood, or maybe further north.

Then, even worse news came - Menelea made a surprising move and attacked Berebia, using the snowy paralysis cast over the country to the advantage of the army. Whilst the borders were now nigh-impassable for normal travelers, the Meneleans haven't got far, the snow and natural sturdiness of the Berebians didn't allow their southern enemies to gain more than ten kilometers of soil.

Nine days have passed.

And for the first time in a while, the blizzard lessened it's anger. It was no longer blizzard - it was merely snowing.

~~Intermission B: The White Towers of Tunhausen~~

Mannan looked at the snowy morning, eyeing the bleakly lit horizon to the east - somewhere there, the sun was rising over the clouds. Lord Tunhausen took a sip of the drink from his silver mug, and let out a loud sigh, before footsteps directed his attention to his left.

"Gregor, on feet already, I see?" He spoke with a smile, and took a sip of his drink again.

"I haven't asked you how you like our Berebian weather this time of year. Cozy enough?" Mannan tried to smile, but it turned into some terrible hybrid between a frown and a smirk.

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How did I not see this earlier O:

RUN

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"Hey, people!" Anja yelled through one of the slit-shaped openings in the walls that served as a window for the corridor, the gypsy's head on level with the bottom part.

"Mannan says we're going back, so unless you want to run after my wagon, I would hurry if I were you!" Then she moved away.

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She will be shipped into the game soon.

DO HO HO HOH.

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