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You decide to attend the performance.

Alogn with (some of) your courtiers, your maidservants, and little Rinilda, you visit the local ampitheatre that was built by the state's money.

The highlights of this performance are actually moments where the chorus shines; instead of just two solid choruses, there are parts when one voice from the chorus speaks to the actor, and the choral voice is then echo'd by the rest of its chorus, and then they sing praise or insults at the hero ('the First King'), together in melodic intonation; the other chorus has deeper voices and mostly advises or tempts the hero to do evil or otherwise think of himself. Quite dynamic, this, and even further developed from what the writer told you earlier.

The story explains the Descent of Pantheon, the enlightenment of Man due to that event, and the creation of the First Kingdom under the First King (The Hero), who then had to solve several difficult crises - but all problems were fixed when he did what Pantheon ('The Good Chorus') suggested, even if that meant hardship and pain, while all the easy yet cruel alternatives offered by King's advisors and warlords ('The Evil Chorus') were discarded. The First Queen ('The Lady') was always there, shooing away the Evil Chorus or offering warmth and support to the Hero when he began to doubt himself.

The ending scene is as follows.

First King (raising a sword): "This my Kingdom! The first Kingdom of Man! The greatest in all history!"

Wife (embracing him): "Proud is my heart and mind!" (to Good Chorus) "Praise be! He is the greatest of Kings!"

Good Chorus (praising): "Praise be! He embodies the virtues of Pantheon!"

Evil Chorus (tempting): "Now seize the power of Gods, to become King of Heavens!"

Good Chorus (begging): "Be virtuous! Resist the temptation! Praise be!"

Evil Chorus (hissing): "You can reach greater heights! Why stop here, when you can have so much more? All you need to do, is pierce them!!"

Wife (shielding First King from Evil Chorus with her own body): "Be silent, do not tempt him! No more!!"

First King (steps before the Wife): "No more doubt, there is in me! For I am glad with what I have, for it is clad in blessing of Pantheon!" (to the Evil Chorus) "To the underworld with you, fiends!"

The First King 'stabs' the members of Evil Chorus, who all collapse.

First King (triumphiantly): "And now, the land is free of temptation, strife, and evil, and Pantheon reigns supreme!"

Good Chorus (praising): "Praise be the one who is with the Pantheon, for he will be bright and just! May he reign forever~!" Trumpets, drums and horns then issued a cacophonic yet triumphant noise, as the Good Chorus collapsed around the First King, who raised the sword up, prideful and victorious.

The spectators all burst into applause, shouting and cheering.

A) Is this the thing I wasted so much money on!?
B) BRAVO! BRAVO! ENCORE!!
C) Adequate, I guess.

Great, now only 1 more needed for the greens, and we could start even today.

LANDGRAB, or Diplomacy for Dummies.

It goes away with units, and only Supply Areas count. Secrecy, backstabs and shenanigans are all encouraged, though if someone skims the rules for something obvious I missed, that would be great

You send a reply to the King of Helliste, offering Ciri as a bride for little Sigurd.


Apparently, the young writer from last year has finished his work, and has presented it to some of Pantheonist high clergy. Witnesses say that most of the elders were awestruck at the performance and the Archpriest himself was moved to tears, because 'nobody before presented the tales of the Gods in a way so beautiful'.

The nobles at your court are talking about 'Descent and After' day by day. Mayhaps it is worth a listen?

A) Truly, I should witness this beauty of a performance myself!
B) I have no time for artistic pieces, sorry.

Not in Eldrican's eyes, nope.

Quote from: 10ebbor10 on July 01, 2018, 02:16:19 pm

One question.

Did the Dwarves survey Orkworld?

Better question: Did the poison gas go away yet?

The magical toxic dust storm is still happening.

//Once again I forgot things and that was silverwork sales. +2 Economy!

You decide to rest a bit more.

6*

You get back to good health after resting and medication.

Cyl promises not to burden your body with more babies, especially that the medics aren't sure that any future pregnancy will end fortunately.


The near-ancient Lady Auvena has passed away in her sleep. She will be remembered by the palace's staff as a loving matron and teacher of newly employed servants.


And speaking of dying, a letter has arrived from a temple near Rainbow Lizard Mountains; the old monk, Ustwelf, son of Cyl, has died of old age as well just a week ago.


While you and Cyl are resting in the bedchambers, you breastfeeding little Ciri and Cyl composing a response to a letter from his court, the Advisor knocks on the door and steps in.

Ah, right, the Scrolls of Kingdom Status.

2to4, max.authority!

Happiness: 7
Population: 6
Economy: 4
Army: 8
Imp.Authority: +2

"This peaceful year saw some increase in the numbers of Army, and it is currently nearing its maintenance and budgeting limits. With the profitable trading and surplus of precious metals, the higher echelons of the Army clamor that their budget should be increased even further."

A) "Sure thing, our Army shall be the greatest!"
B) "No."

"And of course, I need to ask you, Lady Empress, whether you would like to issue an Edict?"

A) "No."
B) "Some paperwork is long overdue, yes."

"The Cartographers have also finished expanding the Imperial Map." The Advisor unfurls a huge, stitched together piece of cloth and linen. "Please, have a look, Lady Empress."

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And as an added bonus, dynasty tree!

You decide to call her Ciri, a good, traditional, Luathbasian name of old.

3*

The fever that you picked up in the morning has flared in intensity. Cyl is at your bed, having arrived just an hour ago.

The pain is unbearable and healers are busy administering medicine to your ill self. They're however sure that it must be a fever related to the childbirth.

4*

Finally, you wake up without much pain, although you still feel the fever lingering in your body.

While the maidens help you up from the bed, the healers and the Advisor question the wisdom of this move.

"Lady Empress, you're still sick. Tis unwise to leave the bed so soon." The old man says, stepping forward to block the door.

A) "I have an Empire to run."
B) "Few more days, then."