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LEVEL UPS!!!

Also you guys pls maintain a good posting pace else I'm gonna become FEFless first time in over 4 years.

22, 5, 13, 41, 64, 63, 12, 19

Alissa: +HP, STR, RES, SPD

2, 53, 2, 18, 59, 26, 8, 30

Cecil: +autoHP, HP, STR, MAG, SKL, DEF, RES, SPD

31, 86, 10, 62, 80, 86, 90, 59

Flora: +HP, MAG, SPD

78, 10, 59, 100, 72, 38, 23, 29

Gregory: +STR, MAG, DEF, RES, SPD

2, 94, 64, 70, 2, 57, 91, 59

Iris: +HP, LCK, SPD

1, 46, 20, 72, 26, 78, 92, 77

Jann: +HP, LCK

19, 96, 88, 91, 65, 52, 46, 85

Malcom: +HP, RES

85, 31, 12, 41, 61, 63, 18, 61

Shaelynn: +MAG, SKL

95, 97, 96, 4, 62, 5, 14, 89

Siegfried: +HP, SKL, DEF, RES

89, 27, 47, 96, 71, 38, 35, 75

Suzanne: +STR, DEF

Now updating HP spoiler, gib me a minute ;v And done V:

You calm then down and in a discussion with both, you attempt to squeeze the secret of the southern bits of land.

3*

Unfortunately they do not spill the beans (crafty bastards!), and repeat their plea to be the sole negotiators for the deal.

A) Have the Felonsine leave so you may conduct business with the Ceodwellian instead.
B) No deal to both! We just gotta find out the secret of the southlands in some other way, though.
C) Have the Ceodwellian leave so you may continue negotiating with the Felonsein envoy.

The Felonsine envoy is let in.

"Greetings, oh noble, gracious and most shrewd King Yoe of Methiant! My mistress and liege, Queen Karkhuta, have heard that you wish to sell some small parcels of land in your south to the Ceodwells. While she has no detail of the Ceodwellian offer, in her wisdom and generosity she offers you something even better - a dozen of the fearsome Blackheart siege engines, for your own use, along with a team of expert operators." Courtiers murmur and gasp at this wondrous offer; Fireblood powder is rare, expensive and hard to get or produce, and even more so a properly assembled team of Blackhearts, the siege engines in question producing lots of smoke, thunderous roars, not to mention they smash fortifications with ease.

"Furthermore-"

*SLAM!*"

"Now what's this!?" Yells the Ceodwellian envoy who just barged into the throne room. "How dare you, King Yoe, conduct business over the lands that you wanted to sell to my master, King Aun!"

"Why is this Ceodwellian let in? Do you have no guards, King Methiant!" The Felonsine diplomat steps aside to dodge a Ceodwell's fist.

"This is an outcry! Dishonor! Shame upon you! Those are Ceodwellian lands by promise and by ancestry! Begone, Felonsine pig!"

"As if!" The westerner shouts back. "We offer fearsome siege engines and not just few tons of cheap low quality silver from the land of poverty that is Ceodwell!"

They descend into a shouting contest. You decide to...

A) Have the guards remove the Ceodwellian so you may continue negotiating with the Felonsein envoy.
B) Shush both envoys and try to sneakily wrangle out a confession out of them - something's valuable hidden under the southern dirt and you seem to be the only one not knowing.
C) Have the guards remove the Felonsine so you may conduct business with the Ceodwellian instead.

>tries to update
>people ninjapost him
>tries to update
>vote gets tied in meanwhile
>MFW V:<

You tell the Marshal that he is in charge of the troops and has to drive Cydwyls out.

5

After month of fighting, the Marshal sends his report from the frontlines; the silver mines have been secured and the raiders drove out, but he reports that Cydwyl border forts are well garrisoned, according to his spies and scouts, and any retaliatory attack will surely be a bloody mess.

A) Press on! We shall pay Cydwyls eye to eye!
B) Then stay at the border and guard it.

You agree to give away Southern Territories to Lametania in exchange for troops, money, and you set the girl up with your son (whenever you get one), as you're already married and the girl in question is barely thirteen.


The switch of lands went smoothly and an entourage of Lametanian soldiers arrives at your palace, with wagonloads of coinage and thrice-signed pile of documents which allows you to call upon Lametanians if needed.

Few days alter you become a father! Your wife Auga gives birth to a healthy baby boy, whom she names 'Estant'. He will succeed you as Yoe II, when you die and he of course does not decide to adopt some other regnal name.


Disastrous news from northeast! The Cydwyl soldiers have crossed the Methiant border via north and raided several settlements, while a large contingent of troops is now laying siege to the fortified settlement near the silver mines.

The Marshal bursts into the room, the cape flowing behind him.

"It is time for us to CRUSH SOME ENEMIES, MY LIEGE!" He booms proudly. "Shall you join us on this expedition!?"

A) "VERILYYYYYYYYY!"
B) "Nah, you take charge of it, dear Marshal, I ain't no soldier."
C) "What expedition? Surely this is misunderstanding of sorts, I'm actually in middle of writing a letter to Cydwyl royalty, you see."

You send him a reply in which you demand something equally valuable.


The dwarves emerge from their dungeon forge, carrying a large necklace; it is silver with small round pieces of black ore, most surely Sky Iron, some of the eyes of the necklace having ambers adorning them. The leader of the dwarves steps forward as his brethren keep the necklace in the hands.

"And here it is, human king, as promised, after 100 days we present you the necklace your asked for. It shall serve its wearer well, that we promise. Now, per the terms of our contract, we ask to be paid." You decide to...

A) Seize the necklace and throw the dwarves into dungeon!
B) Send for the Treasurer and pay the dwarves for their work.