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You demand from the healers to try any, ANY herb of medicinal use to battle the disease. You cannot lose your daughter!

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She lives! After a week of tough battle, Yra is cured of the swamp fever. She is weak and less lively than before. The healers beleive there might be problems with her development in the future, but nothing's certain.

She is alive and that's what counts.


Kingdom of Ionith is no more; its young, childless King died after a long illness, and Queen Dogethe issued a letter to his courtiers, demanding that they turn over the land into her hands. Facing potential pretender wars and Cydwyl armies, the Ionith nobility surrendered the territories Queen Dogethe. Her kingdom expands once more.

Meanwhile, the Fireblood caravan arrives in your capital city, supplying your alchemists with new ingredients.


Your magistrates all report that the bureaucratic reform has been implemented! New offices ensure that the Kingdom will be running smoothly and efficiently!

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Congratulations! Bureaucratic Reform has been implemented.

Population of 6 or more will now grant extra taxes at the end of the year (previously it required 8 Population).
Other reforms will be passed more quickly, and with less possibilities for something to go wrong.

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A most surprising turn of events has occured, because a delegation of Hurthlings, living in isolation for almost a century, has just arrived at your capital!

The stout ltitle people are all clad in pink woolen cloaks with chainmail hiding underneath them. They're clean-shaven and look at you with certain contempt.

"Griitings, hooman King Luath! Our masters, the Tiftit Family, saw no choice but to turn to you big ones for help. Our land is suffering from lack of foods. Pliise, show your kindness, hooman, and provide us with grain. The Hurthlings will not forget it." Your courtiers of course discuss this lively amongst themselves; according to the folk tales, Hurthlings are supposed to be masters of agriculture. For them to suffer famine or crop failure, is truly a catastrophic event.

You decide to...

A) Dismiss the Hurthlings, as you will have nothing to do with them.
B) Send them a single caravan of grain, but nothing more.
C) Attempt to negotiate a payment for your grain first.

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;V

I didn't even notice the Nokzor when I posted the first time but I'm fine with that.

Are we some sort of DF-verse Alien?

Crazy awesome.

You agree to meet with the Agaresian merchants.


It sure took them a while to get to your palace.

Twenty five men arrive at your castle, riding formidable, grey-skinned giant lizards. The men are all bearded, wear fur clothing and conical straw hats. Curved swords, axes and broad knives are hanging at the belts of twenty men who travel in lines behind the five men at the front. Several more lizards are without riders but are carrying heaps upon heaps of furs, various bags and crates.

The five Agaresians appear before your throne, depositing luxurious furs at your feet; white fox, black sable, ermine and mink, plus a bear fur cloak adorned with golden thread. They describe this particular collection as gifts, rather than commodities they want to sell, for you and your beautiful wife.

What strikes you is that the Agaresians seem to be bilingual; using a guttural, alien language between themselves but also speaking the local language of Methiant peoples with certain ease.

"It is most honor to see the King of Methiant. We come far from the land of Agares, where the good King Atulov rules. We brings gifts and we bring words of the good King; he wishes to learn more about this land and to obtain its riches, as we heard the land is prosperous and full of ores and gemstones." They then list what they have to offer, or rather, what King Atulov has to offer.

In return, they would accept locally mined silver, gold, copper or gemstones, either in raw, processed, or crafted forms.

The Treasurer and the Advisor both remind you that you have none of these currently available, unless you wish to break the trade agreement with King Elran III of Eldrican (the near-exhausted silver is not even an option). Thus, first of all, you decide to...

A) Tell the merchants that you have nothing to sell and have to dismiss them empty-handed.
B) Try to persuade the merchants to accept hard Methiant coinage in exchange for their wares.

IRC channel is going to get closed in about a month. People's are abandoning it one by one for Discord (which has much more channels and connects peeps from other forums also), and now that I can run Discord too, no point to loiter on obsolete things.

Up to CrickEt if he wants ownership to continue the channel but honestly I dun see point v;

You decide that the Thundercats need some more work. A year will do.


Gemstones and silver arrive at your Treasury; the gemstones are sent westwards.

Few days later, you receive a letter from a nobleman called Aethef Einan, a man you know little about. In his letter he describes a group of merchants from distant Agares that visited his little border town of Cyldwan. They speak of their distant homeland and their wish to know more about Methiant, therefore Aethef wonders if you would want to meet with them in person.

A) Sure thing.
B) I'm too busy.