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The asterisk says 4-2, but the roll says 4...

Oooh, nice catch.

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You decide to mobilize the populace and call Cydwyl for help!

Two weeks later, the hastily mobilized recruits join forces with the leftovers, plus some fresh troops, and battle the Damdamians.

4*

They push their forces out of Methiant! But casualties were plenty, and your forces bounced back to safer location to regroup, while the enemy is camping inside Lametanian borders.


No response from Cydwyl yet.

Agents of the Spymaster bring news from Eval; apparently, the Damdamians wanted the Evalians to rebel and later join back with Lametanians, which didn't quite sit well with Evalians. Apparently, the Damdamians are now fighting to capture strategic keeps while Evalians are keeping them at bay.

Report comes from borderlands; the enemy is on the move again, and is going to step into Methiant by the Ironbone Mountains within days.

A) We gotta split the forces to help the brave Evalians but also to protect the mainland!
B) The Evalians brought it upon themselves, we need to protect ourselves in the meanwhile.

You gesture at him and yell that he dismounts from his horse!

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He does just that! You two can now fight at almost equal terms!

1*

It doesn't go for long before he manages to plunge his sword into your abdomen.

The world spins before you fall onto your back. Choking on your blood, you breathe your last as the sky turns black, forever.


You're Llewyn, son of Houlandin I!

You receive disasterous news from Lametania; your father has been slain on the field of battle and Methiantese Army, deprived of his skilled leadership, has been routed. It's numbers were reduced to eight thousand, but reports come that they're pursued by the victorious Damdamian-Lametanian forces. What's even more worrying is that a smaller force of four thousand has entered Eval, bringing supplies and stirring up uprising amongst Evalian nationalists!

You're hastily crowned Emperor, and you decide to take upon the name of Houlandin II to honor the courage of your fallen father.

With no time for usual celebratory ascension feast, an emergency council is held and several things must be decided upon!

As for the course of the war...

A) We ought to begin negotiations with the southerners, lest they destroy us!
B) We continue fighting!

As for leadership in the war...

A) The Army will have to do without a Yoean leader this time.
B) I will go and lead them personally, like my father did!

As for potential reinforcements...

A) Emergency mobilization will do.
B) We ought to mobilize the populace and call upon Cydwylians to provide help!
C) We ain't in need of those yet.
D) It's time for us to call upon terms of the treaty and ask Kingdom of Cydwyl to help us.

//Taricus voted when I was basically done spellcheking the post, so his vote is discarded for sake of updating ;v

You decide to rest for the night. But will the messenger to the Damdamians succeed in signing a truce?

He returns as darkness falls; soon war horns are heard, calling for retreat. So you can sleep.

By you're woken in the early morning by the war horns of Damdamians! They've begun their fighting when it is still pretty dark outside!

5*

The initial attack by their coalition forces is stopped, however, and you can muster a counterattack of your own!

6*

It penetrates deep into their ranks! The center is collapsing, but then you see the banner of Kingdom of Rucus amongst some horsemen that are charging into the thickest combat! Is it mayhaps the Crown Prince himself, leading his men??

A) CHAAAARRRRRGGGEEE!!!
B) I'm sure my soldiers will withstand this attack as well!

1

You shout some absurd mix about oath-breaking and protection of religious freedoms of people you conquer and subjugate. The envoy laughs.

"As our King suspected, just another opportunistic campaign by the Methiantese, thinly-veiled with excuses. My mission was a waste of time, it seems. Well, I wish you good fighting, Emperor!" The messenger turns his horse around and speeds to his master's lines, no doubt to relay that your true goal is yet another conquest.

The trumpets and horns blare the sound of war, and the armies clash!

6*

The initial bombardment and subsequent melee goes well for the Methiant Army, however! The sound of clashing metal sweetly mixes with screams of agony. The ranks grind down their opponents in massive bloodshed.

6*

Then your forces gain momentum and begin pushing into the center of enemy formation, but the Crown Prince, no doubt leading the forces, decides to let his cavalry fly against your flank!

2*

It shatters pretty easily! Either the heavy cavalry is too heavy for your troops or maybe there were some untrained recruits there, but the Lametanian horsemen struck a wedge into your otherwise well-arrayed forces.

You decide to...

A) Help the fighting there by leading your guards personally into the fray!
B) Rearrange some troops to plug the hole and repel the attackers.
C) Shift your forces and try to repay the Crown Prince with a wedge of your own!

You decide to tie up the border forts and then march onto the capital.

Three large and surely important enough keeps are attacked and besieged in a span of the week. Your raiders are terrorizing the populace while scouts are making inroads into the deeper territory of Lametania.


News from the royal chambers! You've become an uncle once again; Bjeda, wife of Eivan, gave birth to a boy, whom she named 'Hain'.

Just as your forces march into Lametanian heartlands almost unopposed, scouts return; a sizeable army is marching against you! The scouts weren't able to count them up properly, but there's at least ten thousand of the bunch. What's more important is that, besides the flag of Lametania, some battalions march under the banner of Kingdom of Rucus, and some even under the Imperial Banner of Damdamia, too (plus several instances of banners your scouts do not recognize)!

Two thirds of the army is comprised of footmen, of which half is crossbowmen and archers, and the remainder is some heavily armored cavalrymen. Numerous supply wagons were spotted, along with some Fireblood machines. They didn't seem to be any Methiantese design, although they were sleek and of smaller size, like Thundercats. Your officers assume these are anti-infantry weapons rather than siege ones.

This combined army is just a day south of your current position and is on direct course to intercept you. You have almost one-and-half numerical advantage over them, but who knows what they might have up their sleeves?

A) We will fight in the open field, where our numbers and skill will crush them!
B) We ought to find and/or prepare defensive positions, and await their coming.

She did her best!

_{But honestly who's she?}

You decide to postpone the campaign for the wedding.


Herta arrives at the capital and the wedding occurs! The bride has twenty one winters under her belt, is taller even than you, has very white skin and flock of pale blonde hair, bordering on white you could swear, and her bosom is moderately large, but she's got legs, as far as you can tell.

Llewyn is not sure what to make of the girl, but next day he complains of tiredness and loinache. Bedchamber maids report that compared to him, Herta looks fine and full of energy. She seems also very interested in the books in the royal library, as well as ponies in the palatial stables, and also the local embroidery and fabrics knitted by the matrons.

But enough of family matters. Entrusting Llewyn with his new family, and the court with matters of the state, you leave with the Army!

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Congratulations! Houlandin I embarks on a military campaign!

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As the Army nears Lametania by the next week, your officers wonder about the strategic plan.

A) Besiege some border forts to tie them up, then march for the capital!
B) We roll through their backyard a bit to draw them out into the field!