>>2829753
>lavish gifts
oh boy here we go again.

>>2829753
>>Your finest slave, Fina. A human girl, white a snow.
Who will we play as?

>>2829753
>>An ornate musket decorated with fine rare gems.

>white as snow
>>2829763
the yet to be named prince of this realm.

>>2829753
>A fully detailed map of the region. No stone is left unturned.

>>2829753
>Your finest slave, Fina. A human girl, white a snow.
we're FINISIHED wit her, amirite fellow elves

>>2829753
>>Your finest slave, Fina. A human girl, white a snow.
Fina bust a nut

>>2829753
>An ornate musket decorated with fine rare gems.

>>2829753
>>write in
Our mother.

>>2829770
Going to change to
>An ornate musket decorated with fine rare gems

>>2829806
>>2829802
>>2829797
>>2829788
>>2829771
Musket it is

>>2829765
>>2829803
>>2829810

A true wondrous weapon of war. It has been recently introduced. While it is inaccurate and expensive to manufacture, It is devastating en masse . The era of bows and crossbow will soon fade.

The envoy brought with him a special sort of ashen seeds from a far away land. They symbolize rebirth and perhaps hope for your realm.

"Your hospitality is as gracious as ever." Mal'laeth stated "I arrived as soon as the dire news reached us. My fathers sends his condolences."

>He could have sent an army with you instead. My realm lies in chaos...
>How is the war going? Any news from the capital?
> Mal, my friend. Care to stay here for a couple of days? My advisors are spouting hogwash again.
>Send your father my deepest regards
>[Leave him to your mother, you have other important matters to attend.]
>Write in

>>2829856
>>2829806
>>2829803
>>2829802
>>2829797
>>2829788
>>2829771
>>2829765
>>2829763

>>2829856
>How is the war going? Any news from the capital?

>>2829856
>>How is the war going? Any news from the capital?
>> Mal, my friend. Care to stay here for a couple of days? My advisors are spouting hogwash again.
>>Send your father my deepest regards
All three of these, in an appropriate order.

>>2829873
Second.

>>2829856
>Send your father my deepest regards
>How is the war going? Any news from the capital?

>>2829872
>>2829873
"It is... troubling. Our war The Yieopal is suffering from heavy losses. If only we haven't discovered their damnable contient." This whole ordeal sounds like a twisted nightmare.

The latest efforts of colonization had uncovered a forgotten paradise inhabited by giant primitive savages of marble and obsidian. The death of a key figure in their backwards culture sent them in an endless rage, they crossed the sea to lay siege on elven realms.

Non elves did not seem to be their primary target. In fact, with the current war, many non elves showed their true colours. Rebellions dotted the map consuming more lives and effort to quell.

It must have been a perilous journey for the young prince. You wished he could stay a tad more yet you realize the current pressing matters ahead of him. Upon his departure, you sent a small batch of royal guards with him. The last thing you desire is his death by the rebel vermin.
__________

It did not feel right to reside in your father's quarters. Of course, you are not officially the king just yet. Your siblings must arrive, one by one to settle this matter.

You stand before a giant mirror with your Sabre slashing through the air. You rarely find the chance you to use it in the battlefield; always surrounded by your most trusted men keeping you from spilling the blood of the filthy.

"Dearest of mine, do not strain yourself." Your Mother approached you, her hands brushing against your scarred cheeks " Look at you, fierce and courageous...just like your father."

"That is an overstatement, Teirell." You knew how much she hated to be called that. You couldn't call her mother, she must realize that you had grown out of her usual pampering.

"You'll make a fine, fine king. Have you decided a title? Your name is hardly sufficient by itself."

"The throne c-"

"Bear with me, child. What title should you choose?"

> Mishlam, the bold
> Forinath, the wise
> Yuoegrin. the unyielding
> Lofarieth II, the mighty
>_______, the ______ [write in]

>>2829936
Aegon, the first of his name.

>>2829936
>Mishlam, the bold

>>2829936
> Yuoegrin. the unyielding
We've shown a fair amount of determination already, and calling yourself wise or bold seems a foolish thing, although admittedly in the culture it doesn't seem beyond the pale, and we could always live up to them too. Still.

>>2829953
Changing my vote to this.

>>2829953
You have my vote

>>2829953
I support this fellow heterosexual

>>2829942
>>2829951
>>2829953
>>2829955

The regal blood of your ancestors runs through your veins, surrender is never an option to your ilk. You can not be downed oh so easily.

"Yes, a resounding choice." She stared at the frozen windows, the sound of scathing winds seeping through the tiniest of slits. "Dark times awaits this realm. Only you, my child, will guide our people to warmth and light..."

She gave you a gentle kiss on the cheeks, leaving you to your own devices.

_____________

Day 621 of the rebellion

The next couple of days were a bore, you were chained to your gold lined desk dealing with dozens of letters to send and orders to stamp with your royal seal. The winter continues to gnaw through your land. Each year, it grows even worse. Had it not been for the underground fungal caverns, most would have perished.

More and more problems pile up against Vorossa while parasites continues to leech from your homeland. Perhaps, a moment of respite is in order?

>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Pay a visit to the Ivory hearth. The capital's main source of warmth
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Visit your family's crypt
>Head to the dungeon , speak with your spymaster
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2830021
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind

>>2830021
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion

>Generals
>Spymaster

We will not rest until the rebels are defeated. Let's make a reunion to discuss any possible options against the rebellion, no matter how unsavory.

>>2830021
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Visit your family's crypt

>>2830038
only one at a time tho unless it is something like this >>2830035

>>2830021
>Visit your family's crypt
A moment with out ancestors

>>2830021
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind

>>2830040
Then I'm out.

>>2830049
>>2830043
>>2830038
>>2830035
>>2830024
>>2830034
Going for indulge

>>2830024
>>2830034
>>2830035
>>2830038
>>2830043
>>2830049
>>2830053

A company of women does not seem like a terrible idea. The other sex can provide comfort to your body. The slaves in the royal palace are carefully chosen to satisfy any desire you can dream of. Slaves are not only your viable options ; You can chose whoever you want to bed.

As for the mind ,The regal archives are brimmed with ancient tomes dating to the earliest founders of Vorossa. Your grandfather was a hoarder of knowledge wasting piles of gold on expanding the archives.

Finally, Mediation is an integral part of your culture. The circles of Leiy are ancient, sacred circles available throughout the land. It is said that one can cleanse his/her soul in those circles. True spiritual bliss is achievable though it is time consuming

>Satisfy your flesh, bed with a woman of your choice [Specify: Slaves, high class harlots....etc]
>Satisfy your mind, delve into the archives [Specify the topic: Astrology, history, warfare...etc]
>Satisfy your mind, mediate in the sacred circle

>>2830122
>satisfy your soul, meditate in the sacred circle.

>>2830122
>finally, Meditation.
apparently i can't write.

>>2830122
>Satisfy your flesh, bed with a woman of your choice
Our finest human slave

>>2830122
>Satisfy your mind, mediate in the sacred circle

>>2830122
>>Satisfy your mind, mediate in the sacred circle

>>2830163
>>2830137
>>2830137
Many of your ancestors sat in the palace's circle with naught but a piece of cloth covering the essentials. To outsiders, going out like that in such an unforgivable weather is madness.

They are too shortsighted, Leiy provides true warmth. It radiates from the inside...from the very core of your soul.

You stepped inside the circle, almost naked to the eyes of your silent servants. The warmth of Leiy shall cover you. Pain, suffering, cold....no more.
.
.
.

Many hours later, You can feel it. the pebble below your feet is warm. Your soul is cleansed.

You are at peace.

"Begging for forgiveness? " you do recognize this voice so well. Always snarky and venomous, it is your younger sister.

Hailen

You took a deep breath containing your bubbling anger. Struck with wanderlust, your youngest sister left Vorossa as soon as she could. Her travels led her to the far east where the sun blisters the land to grains of sand. The traitor bedded a filthy...

"How many human child did you put to the sword, brother? How many dryad corpse did you throw in the hearth? They are our people too."

>[Change the subject]
>[Hold your tongue, it is for the best]
>You wouldn't understand, you never will
>As many as it takes to sway our land away from this chaos
>I do what it is necessary for the sake of Vorossa, sister
>I am warning you. Stay out of my way if you know the best for you.
>They are parasites, eating us from the inside
>write in

>>2830228
>They are parasites, eating us from the inside

>>2830228
>write in
Not as many human children you made.

>>2830228
>As many as it takes to sway our land away from this chaos

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>2830233
>>2830235
>>2830247

>>2830233
>>2830235
>>2830247
"Parasites? Is this how you consider your own people?! You paint them as blood thirsty killers to justify your onslaught!" She almost stepped into the circle had it not been for the circle's holy guards who silently blocked her path.

"Out of my way ,runts!" She addressed you once more, " You'll regret this, Yuoegrin! "

Your mother arrived at the scene, she knew how to deal with this brat. What little peace you stored inside morphed into a sense of unease; her venturous spirit is adored by certain high class individuals plus a handful of merchants and all of the cartographer guild who benefit from her travels. Only time knows her true intent.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing!
You can join our little discord if you are interested: https://discord.gg/yzKCqNA

Have a good night.

Day 669 of the rebellion

Your nights grow more restless as time goes one. The bitter clutches of famine draws closer and closer around Vorossa; those damn rebels seized strategic spots throughout your releam, Fungal caverns to be exact. In mere months, they had fortified their positions. The entrances to the caverns they controlled was heavily defended. Breaching will cost you heavily as well as waiting idly outside like that.

An empty stomach can drive men desperate. Protest spreads like wildfire, Merchants bellowing outrageous prices for the most basic of supplies. Your very soldiers are starting to lose morale despite their absolute superiority.

Speaking of wildfires, the wooden storehouse of Karriav has been reduced to ashes. It was one of the main source of wood for various hearths found in the center of cities and towns. Without these beacons of warmth, whole settlement would perish. What a twisted and maniacal soul...

The national economy is in shambles, prices pierce the skies with little moderation. The poorest of men are consumed with hatred and envy to those who are able to afford this crisis.

Not all news are dire however, a small town of humans has surrendered after a five months siege. They had enough food and warmth to last further beyond and yet they raised a white flag. Some fort of infighting between their ranks has led to current event. Some humans there proclaim that their sole intrest is in fact Vorossa. They even handled your men an important rebel leader who awaits you in the dungeon.

Your sister spent most of her time among her merry company of merchants and cartographers for more of her outlandish tales, never to show any concern to the ongoing crises. Another sibling of yours had arrived yesterday, Volbene , always silent and timid. Preferring the musk of old tomes to the exquisite fragrant of a woman's perfume. Much like his grandfather, he returned to the capital with a cart brimmed with books.

You had a.... neutral altitude towards him. He was frail and weak unlike you. It was clear that he had no desire for the throne. He might prove to be a valuable asset to you.


>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Speak with your younger brother in the archives.
>Speak with your merry sister
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specfiy what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Head to the dungeon,speak with your spymaster
>Deal with your prisoner
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2832065
>>write in
Personally recruit the humans who surrendered into helping gather firewood and some of their food stores to help the city.

Your pardon was unforeseen by your advisors. If their true intent is non malicious , then they will find no trouble in their new assignments as woodcutters . Forests in Vorossa are few and far between...dozens of able men and women should provide more firewood for the nearby hearths. You are not cruel, Their elderly and infants shall remain untouched in their little own.

Nearby towns and settlements shall rejoice with a bountiful influx of food. This should sustain them for a decent time. The overall morale of the region shall rise ever so slightly for a couple of days.

A handful of the capital's elites frowned upon your act of mercy. Some veils their barbarity under a cloak of gold and silk, they were awaiting for a massacre or perhaps a new batch of slaves to purchase. None dared to raise their mouth against you...for now.

An urgent message has reached your desk by the end of the day. It was the commander of the third army, Kiletroen . A strong burly fellow whom you fought with extensively before your father's death.



"Most venerable prince,

We have finally secured Ferian and Odoslo after four months. A unfortunate fire has claimed the lives of most Dryads in these towns. Their leader, Allmother Uyuni is no were to be found, again. My intention is to trek through the ivory mountain, where most of the dryads are. An impossible task without a strengthened line of supplies and three to five new regiments of fresh soliders.

A difficult ask to be sure, yet should we capture and burn their sacred Allmother, they will all tremble before our elven might! I await good tidings."



His tactics are always too brash for your taste. Hence you commanded him and his army to march to the desolate north where the rebels pose little threat. They hold few mines here and there, not a terrible ordeal compared to other fronts.

However, his army keeps most of the long living dryads in their secluded mountains almost cut off from the rest of Vorossa. You tasked him to find the spiritual leader of the dryads. She is probably hiding in the mountains. The Allmother is a huge suspect of inciting the dryad. She must be captured.


>Order more supplies for the commander
>Order more regiments for the commander
>Order both supplies and regiments
>Reject any further reinforcements
>Issue a new order instead
>Summon the commander here instead.
>write in

>>2832460
>>2832576

>>2832576
>under cloaks
>no where

>>2830053
Good riddance.

>>2832576
>>Order more supplies for the commander

>>2832685
This sounds fine, voting for this

>>2832685
>>2832705

Your soldiers are better stationed against the humans. They are the most malignant of the two. Still, The northern region of Vorossa is a barren wasteland, any settlement founded there is out of necessary. The 3rd army needs food, warmth and tools of war. You shall provide him with such necessities. The hunt for the allmother will stop for the time being.

Your mother chose the right moment to speak with you. She has planned every single word of hers, she used to do so with your father. Now it is your turn.

"Dearest, the toll of war is breaking your spirit. Why don't you share such burden with one who understands? Arlyel for an example?"

Ever since you were a child, she stalked your shadow. It was charming at first but you found no trace of affection between you two. Your mother sees her as your future wife. With the ongoing rebellion , you had little time for pleasantries.

>Slaves and harlots offer all i desire.
>For the umpteenth time, I am not interested in courting her.
>I'll free some time tomorrow for her. I am telling you, it is a waste of time
>When peace shines upon this land, she'll be my queen
>write in

>>2832765
>When her mere presence does not make me retch, i'll consider it. As for now, hello, mother. How have you been?

>>2832765
>I'll free some time tomorrow for her. I am telling you, it is a waste of time

>>2832790
Supporting

>>2832765
>For the umpteenth time, I am not interested in courting her.

>>2832790
Brutal. I'll second it.

posting earlier than usual. we'll continue later
>>2833897
>>2833801
>>2833764
>>2833713
>>2832790
A regal sigh escaped her lips "She has a heart of gold, claim hers before any miscreant makes more dubious advances on her."

"And? " Passionate love hasn't borrowed deep in your heart just yet. Your whole childhood solely focused on becoming the sword and the shield for Vorossa. Your dear mother fail to see your true self sometimes.

Teirell quickly dismissed your disdain on the whole matter " She will be among our guests during the hearthfire festival . Pray , do not make a fool out of me."

_______
Day 671 of the rebellion

Increased Army Morale
Increased populace happiness

Subtle noble disdain


Your decision to supply the army has pleased your general although he wished said resources would be diverted against the real threat while the nobles had to increase the output of their workshops to meet these new demands, after all, most of the army equipment stem from these nobles. Again, none raised his voice against you. They bow in silence to carry your orders.

Your valuable guest in the dungeon has gouged one of the guards' eye with a wooden spoon in a feeble attempt to escape. He was relocated to a more secured part of the dungeon. You'll find some time to speak with the wretched thing, eventually.

As for your family, your mother keeps herself busy with formalities. She has been doing her part to keep the ire of some away from you. From that, you are grateful. Your brother wastes his life away in the archives while your sister's dalliance ignited yet another scandal when she had her way with a young human boy. Your family's image is tarnished.

>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Attempt to please the nobles
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm to increase general morale
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Speak with your younger brother in the archives.
>Deal with your promiscuous sister
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specfiy what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Head to the dungeon,speak with your spymaster
>Deal with your prisoner
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2834226
>Have your sister put under house arrest indefinitely

>>2834226
>>Attempt to please the nobles
Probably by marrying a noble that is well positioned.
We should talk to our brother soon. He might be able to do good work as an advisor on stuff his knowledgable about. Probably magic or technology?

>>2834226
>Attempt to please the nobles
We need nobles support.
Also lets /not/ arrest our own sister, lets atleast try to find some common ground and put her in use. She does have her own connections and supporters after all.

>>2834301
Seconding the brother part.

>>2834358
>gives us lip and openly FUCKS humans, tarnishing our noble name
Yeah nah this bitch needs to learn her place

>>2834235
>>2834301
there is no magic in this setting, no.
>>2834358
>>2834359
>>2834361
huh, didn't expect so many replies that. I guess we will continue now

>>2834366
>there is no magic in this setting, no.
His still probably good at something with all the books his reading.

>>2834235
>>2834301
>>2834358
>>2834359

The realm of Vorossa contains many noble houses, each varying in their power projection. They are the only elves allowed to mingle their blood with the regal lineage. Marriage of course is the best way to strengthen your bond with the nobles provided that rivalry does not exist between the family you chose and another one . Bribery is the most forward option, however, you'll have to shower them with gold while you coffers are shallow.

There are other means of achieving the same goal; offering them more lands seems like a decent choice. Same goes with loosening your grip on the taxes.

Slaves comes into mind; almost all of the nobles rely on slaves in one way or another. Finally, their sons and daughters can claim high ranks in your palace...regardless of how efficient they are.

>Ask the hand of one of the noble houses [Specify according to what? example power projection, monopoly on certain goods in the releam....etc]
>Bribe as many noble houses as you can [Specify how much: little, decent, plenty of gold]
>Seat the sons and daughters of the noble families in powerful positions [Specify, example: Diplomat, military advisors, royal accountant....etc. This will force you to empty a spot(s) for them]
>Give some of your finest slaves to the noble families [Specify how much and what kind of slaves ]
>Turn most of your non important prisoners into work force slaves for the nobles
>Enslave some of your human population to serve the nobles
>Arrange a slave caravan to arrive within the following weeks for the nobles only
>Handle some of the crown's lands to the noble families [specify how much]
>Abandon the idea of pleasing the nobles for now
>Decrease the overall taxes on the nobles [Specify how much]
>write in

>>2834401
>Arrange a slave caravan to arrive within the following weeks for the nobles only
Some armed protection to make sure, that rebels don't ruin things.

>>2834429
this

>>2834401
Let’s throw a ball, we need to familiarize ourselves with the noble houses of the land. Plus the occasion will distract from the war, give us the chance to see the bachelorettes of the Vorossa, and a potential way to grow social and economic connections with the nobility.

>>2834401
>Turn most of your non important prisoners into work force slaves for the nobles

>>2834564
>>2834429
>>2834452
>>2834466

A pricey endeavor, A caravan culling dozens of slaves from different parts of the world. Some are for the deviant pleasures of flesh, others shall serve in relentless labor across the noble's estates, It will not be cheap. Nothing is.

The news immediately dissipated any disdain from the nobles. Some even promised you to fund the war efforts further beyond. Furthermore, the houses of Veliann, Torkleq and Casuelt demanded to see personally. These three houses focus immensely on the slave trade. To them, it was nothing sort of a celebration; new and stern stocks to selectively breed for the market.

They promised you this: When the time comes, they will stand by your side. No matter what.


Your economic advisors had different sayings on the matter. They hoped the time won't come for a necessary decree to increase the taxes to overcome the impending deficit.

>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm to increase general morale
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Speak with your younger brother in the archives.
>Deal with your promiscuous sister
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specify what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Head to the dungeon,speak with your spymaster
>Deal with your high profile prisoner
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2834568
>to see you personally
>nothing short of a

>>2834568
>Head to the dungeon, speak with your spymaster
He can assist interrogating the prisoner.
>Deal with your high profile prisoner
We need to get the rebellion under control, and it sounds like our guest doesn’t appreciate our hospitality.

converse with our friend in the dungeon

>>2834568
>Deal with your high profile prisoner

>>2834429
>>2834452
>>2834466
>>2834564
So I leave for one turn and you guys wanna throw money at the nobles instead of marrying one, getting money and approval at the same time.
Yeah, I'm out.

>>2834691
What did you expect would happen? Such are the ways of Anon, to contort and change with and against the forces that wish to control it.

>>2834587
Sounds reasonable.

>>2834691
Quite unreasonable. Waifufags amirite?

>>2834587
>>2834607
>>2834658
The dungeon below are designed to be a twisted labyrinth. Only the wardens knew how to get out in the fastest manner. Without guidance, one can easily get lost with numerous dead ends, cleverly positioned pitfalls and so on.

Your spymaster was a cunning woman who simply goes by the name of Kel , a foreigner brought from the realm of Nileth. She served your father for years unveiling political schemes against him and Vorossa. All of the releam's spies are trained by her hands.

"My prince," she bowed to you, her creamy skin went pale from extended periods underground, she almost look like a Vorossan herself.

"What do you we have here?" you asked as you two were trudging the dark pathways of the dungeon.

"A resilient one. He did not utter a word since his capture. I do realize his significance, i have halted all of my usual methods of interrogation until now. I await your command." she answered in her hoarse voice.

You two were joined by two different elves. One was his special warden while the other was the all-in-black torturer who was anticipating to work his wonders on the prisoner.

You finally reach the man, he looked like a low class peasant; scruffy and underfed. He was chained against the wall, the chains rattled in pure anger as he saw your scarred face. If this hands were free, they would have gone for your throat.

He did not. could not . Low grunts slipped from under breath. Other that those and a spiteful look, he remained silent.

>Let's start with a name, what is your name?
>Your petty body remains unharmed out of my grace, speak or i will let him break your body and spirit.
>What is it your desire, you rebellious scum? It is worth tearing Vorossa down?!
>[Remove your gloves, proceed to pound the prisoner till he break]
>Cooperate with me and i shall issue your pardon personally.
>[Command the torturer to bring his tools of the trade, choose one of them, Specify ]
>Kel, chain this man to a dining table, I would like to have dinner with him.
>He is all yours [Watch the torturer's work before your eyes]
>write in

>>2834691
sorry to see you go anon.

>What is it your desire, you rebellious scum? It is worth tearing Vorossa down?!

>>2834977
if that doesnt work then
>Kel, chain this man to a dining table, I would like to have dinner with him.

>>2834977
seconding

>>2834977
Supporting

>>2834977
>>2834991
>>2835053
>>2835105
He held his tongue this whole time, his stomach was only to reply with a growl. Perhaps he will change his mind after a warm meal.

It was one of the rare occasions where decent food has been served in the dungeon. The mere smell of it could drive the men who haven't seen the sun in years mad. Your guest was secured, a platter of roasted Bilgandin was before him. Same as you.

Yet he did not no eat.

However, he flapped his gums

"Prince of elves, slaver of my kind. You can shower me with gold, anoint me as the high king himself. but i will NEVER EVER betray my land and MY HOME. Do you think we 'the lesser races' forgive so easily? your ancestors came here and reduced us to nothing! nothing! I will not rest until each and every one of you is dead."

>You are dooming us, bandit. There won't be a Vorossa for anyone when this war is done!
>So much for hospitality, your neck shall swing from the gallows tomorrow, enjoy your last meal.
>[Calmly stand up, order the warden to hold him and cut his filthy tongue with your knife]
>Kel, he is all yours. I want results by the end of this week
>[Remove your gloves, proceed to pound the prisoner till he break]
>[Command the torturer to bring his tools of the trade, choose one of them, Specify ]
>He is all yours [Watch the torturer's work before your eyes]
>write in

>>2835217
>You are dooming us, bandit. There won't be a Vorossa for anyone when this war is done!
Tricking him into talking could receal more than torture...and we can always torture afterwards

>>2835389
This and if it fails >[Remove your gloves, proceed to pound the prisoner till he break]

>>2835389
>>2835410
"A favorable fate than to endure under your whoreson's feet." He actually did it, his spit made it all over to your face.

The next moments were a flurry of punches, you broke his nose and jaw, possibly fractured his thick skull and there he is smiling back at with a half opened mouth.

"Keep him alive, he'll talk someday. You know what to do, Kel." Your spymaster bowed, she stayed with the nameless human while a warden led you safety to the surface.
__________

The wines of Vorossa are known for its sweet, sweet taste. Usually, one would drink it after a meal. You locked yourself in the royal chamber with three bottles at your disposal. How could such a man be so.... dense? Those pitiful humans, they are like dregs struggling to form something greater and more majestic than themselves. Don't they recognize the superiority of elves?

You drank more and more to forget that broken smile. A gentle knock on the door agitated you "Who is it?"

"Your brother, Volbene."

A bit weird for him to come this late. You unlocked the door for him. He looked...terribly pale. He settled on the side of your bed and didn't say a single word for minutes to follow.

" The blight .... it is claiming my body."

Your eyes widened "Are you jesting? I have no time for games." . Sure, he is frail with little muscle mass but He has none of those death-sealing sign."

"I merely...halted it progress. Ever since our father had his seventh stroke of the blight, I wanted to find a cure for our whole race. Regrettably, I have failed in my years of travels to find a definitive answer. The current methods i am using is not safe for public usage either. "

"And so our lineage shall lose another flicker of warmth. I'll do what i can to ease your las-"

"Death is not my concern. Progress is, I may have failed to find a cure but there is another dream of mine. One that can change the very shape of battlefield. I ask for your trust, bother. Trust me with gold and brilliant engineers and i will shall end this war. Our banner shall wave again, unrivaled."

>This is a gamble i am not willing to partake in. We shall win this war regardless of your intervention or not
>These visions of grandeur are part of your imagination
>I trust you, brother. Do as you see fit.
>write in

>>2835691
>death-sealing signs.

>>2835691
>>I trust you, brother. Do as you see fit.

>>2835691
>I trust you, brother. Do as you see fit.

>>2835796
Support

>>2835691
>>I trust you, brother. Do as you see fit.

>I trust you, brother. Do as you see fit.

>>2835691
>"Tell me more about this dream Brother. I wish to know what you see."

>>2836303

>>2835796
>>2835957
>>2836203
>>2836270
>>2836303
>>2836695

"I dream of great beasts of metal and sulfur , ones that can surpass any mounted troops. Many limbs to cross any terrain like a giant spider with enough firepower to rival a fabled dragon. " To prove his point, he guided you to his room. It was entomb with endless scrolls and notes, all envisioning his Ironclad beast.

You had faith in Volbene. He promised you to deliver you results as soon as possible.

__________

Day 698 of the rebellion

Increased noble happiness
Increased army strength
Increased army morale
Progress of the Iron clad beast: In its initial stages


Subtle populace resentment
Subtle royal court disdain
The shadow of bankruptcy looms...
The shadow of famine looms....

Volbene chose a secluded area to start working on his constructs, he took the greatest minds of Vorossa with him as well as a decent force for protection. The copious amount of gold sapped is tremendous, it raised the eyebrows of your economic advisors. This deficit is causing great disturbance amongst the royal court.

It is slowly creeping through the releam. The population spoke harshly against the idea, unbeknownst to him, your brother is getting slandered by the poor and the hungry. Arrests and Flagellation aren't enough to keep their mouth shut. They call it 'Volby Folly' .

The nobles are doing their part. The Veliann family has outfitted 500 of their slaves with decent tools of war sending them (with supervision) to the fray. While the Torkleq family distributed high quality wine across different towns. Their slaves caravan should arrive at any time now.

Kel brings you more new about the prisoner, he lost an eye, an ear and three of his fingers but he still refuses to utter anything but screams. She is running out of options, it was rare to see someone perturbing your spymaster.

Your older brother , Odipuel had arrived with the 2nd army. Originally, Your father sent him to aid the high king in the war against the obsidian giants. He had freed three villages from rebel control. Well...the word free is an overstatement.

He slaughtered everyone inside.

He is soon to arrive to the capital, You didn't like him too much. As a child, he was your idol. Now, he is too unstable to be a lovable brother, let alone a king for Vorossa; always paranoid, expecting a slumbering dagger coming out of his shadow.

Today was the hearthfire festival where all the hearths are lit like a blazing star in the middle of the night.

1/2

>>2837833
>>2836695
>>2836303
>>2836270
>>2836203
>>2835987
>>2835957
>>2835796
>>2835700

Your mother had high exceptions for you this day. She told you earlier this day that she will welcome your older brother herself so you can be free with Arlyel. You were slightly worried about your sister; she hates everything about Odipuel.

>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm to increase general morale
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specify what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Speak with your spymaster
>Revisit your high profile prisoner/ decide his fate.
>Stop funding the Ironclad beast project.
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

and
>Attend the festival
Or
>Welcome Odipuel yourself

>>2837870
>Revisit your high profile prisoner/ decide his fate.

>Speak with your spymaster
>Revisit your high profile prisoner/ decide his fate.

>>2838245
they are kinda the same thing right?

>>2838230
>>2838252
nope
we can assign some covert tasks with the spymaster and her spies if we want to.
also

>Attend the festival
Or
>Welcome Odipuel yourself
for the night

>>2838258
>Attend the festiva

>>2838230
>>2838245
For the second time, you visited the maimed prisoner. He produced the same snarky smile as of last time. The human might have slipped already to the domain of insanity, it is hard to tell really.

>Say something to the prisoner
>Run your blade through his chest.
>Order someone to end his life, he is of no use to you
>Arrange a public execution, let those rebels know what you are capable off
>Keep the status quo,, let the torturer do his work
>write in

>>2838417
>Say something to the prisoner

>>2838690
Specify what you want to say to him

>>2838698
> “We can end this if you decide to cooperate, or you can keep resisting and perish here”

>>2838811
Seconding this

>>2838811
"Hehehheh...are you begging for me , O mighty prince? Why don't you rub my filthy feet while i still have them! HehehehAHAHHAHAHAHAHA" He kept rattling his chains "I'll give you a little secret... we aren't alone in our struggle . Heheheeey..."

"What do you mean? answer me!" All you got from him was more maniacal laughter. Is he even important? maybe he is a red herring, a scapegoat for the rebels. May be not. Curses...

You asked the torturer to keep him alive for the longest period possible while simultaneously nibbling his parts away. You got other matters to attend.

>Arrange a hunting trip, anything to clear your mind
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm to increase general morale
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Satisfy the thirst of your blade, personally lead a skirmish against one of the rebel's bastion
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specify what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Speak with your spymaster
>Stop funding the Ironclad beast project.
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2838895
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk

>>2838895
>Discuss warfare with your general

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2838928
>>2838974
1=walk
2=discuss

>>2838985
You entered the war hall. It was messy, riddled with dusty maps and old men. All the important strategic decisions are born from here.

Your arrival had defused a heated argument between your general and his subordinates, they all bowed you. General Caleth has at least thrice your age, his veterancy has aided Vorossa throughout the years. He always took it slow and steady, the newer minds of the hall didn't seem to go along with his method.

"My prince, It is good to see you." he addresses you "You will be our tiebreaker..."

Your general showed you the most updated map. As of right now, the rebels control over 35% of Vorossa. With an exception to the ivory mountains in the north and a couple of strategic spots capable of withstanding months long sieges, the rebel forces are slowly controlling the viable borders of Vorossa. Their expansions tend to cut off the releam completely from the outside world.

"The humans have claimed Yurgul pass, the 5th army suffered a shameful defeat two days ago. We can not stand idly without a fast response."

"True, true. But i must oppose the idea of thinning the sixth army in this region. It can't sustain two regions, not in this weather."

"The 8th army is recovering...in this dire times, i suggest sending it to fill the gaps for the time being. Their sacrifice will be most valiant."

"The mercenaries of Lukendrazt are at anxiously waiting at our borders, my prince. They are like hungry hounds drooling near a butcher. A little gold here and there and they will spring into action charging from the rear." All of them suggested more solutions for you. They were waiting for a definitive answer.

>Promise the mercenaries some gold, we will pay them once the pass is safe.
>Let the Lukendrazt deal with the rebels, we will dispose of them after the pass is clear
>Stretch the 6th army, they can handle it
>Send in the 8th army. Anything to stand against the rebels
>Assemble our first royal army, I'll lead the charge myself
>Summon the spymaster, A delicate touch is in order
>Halt everything until the arrival of my brother.
>Leave it be for now. Let them expand as they wish
>write in

>>2839119
>>Summon the spymaster, A delicate touch is in order
>>Halt everything until the arrival of my brother.

>>2839145
A better decision will be tailored with the company of your brother and Kel. You are sure of it. Your father sent Odipuel out there for a reason; ruthless as he may be, he always had this aura of command and inspiration around him. The festival should commence in a few hours...


>Idly wait for the festival
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specify what exact problem to tackle]
>Order a meeting with your envoys and diplomats, seek aid from the neighboring realms
>Speak with your spymaster
>Stop funding the Ironclad beast project.
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2839243
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk

stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2839243
>>Seek the guidance of your advisors [Specify what exact problem to tackle]

We need to see if we can do anything about the bankruptcy and famine coming our way.

Although I suppose we could launch an offensive against the rebels and enslave and loot their lands, I should imagine that would help some.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2839473
>>2839253
1=walk
2=seek

>>2839294
>>2839473
The court had many advisors on plethora of subjects. Most are Vorossans, though some are foreigners like Kel.

The current treasury is almost devoid of any gold thanks to both the slave caravan and the Ironclad project . Soldiers , farmers and what not aren't getting paid fast enough. The ever inflating prices aren't making it any easier. Your merchants are screaming out of agony; their trade routes are cut off by rebels... the current alternatives are too costly for importation/exportation.

Your advisors had offered you different options to implement:

-Increasing the already high war taxes, though the public won't be so happy with it.

-Increasing the mining/minting workforce. It is a slow solution which will take its time to hopefully quench this financial drought.

-Loan a sum of gold from one of our neighbors. Though, the interests might bite us in the ankle in the future.

-Sell the disputed territory of Gahanel , forfiet the ancient rights of this land to the realm of Agatiin . They are willing to pay whatever it takes.

-The humans and dryads will have to pay for the sins of their rebellious counterparts; seize their possessions and add it to the war efforts

You could simply ignore all of them and spearhead a skirmish in one of the rebel's wealthiest city, Akkranel . It won't be an easy task...time is not by your side.

>Confiscate non elven properties and gold.
>Sell Gahanel, it is of little use to you
>Mine and mint more gold
>raise more war taxes
>Ask for a loan from one of your more generous neighbors
>Start a campaign all over Vorossa, give patriotic speeches and hope for an influx of donations
>Personally siege the rebel's wealthiest city
>Ignore your financial problem for now
>write

>>2840869
>Personally siege the rebel's wealthiest city

>>2840869
Is there anything of value in Gahanel ? If not, I’m in favor of selling it

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2840931
>>2841020
1=siege
2=favor

>>2841039
Uh QM. Anon was asking if Gahanel had anything of value. Is your roll a way of saying that there is nothing of value in it outside of it being old as fuck?

>>2841049
i didn't say that, if the dice went for orange anon, i would say that the land didn't have any strategic value other than overseeing a pass leading to one of our neighbours. Many died to claim this land in previous wars again Vorossa's former enemy and neighbor (Agatiin).

I haven't written anything yet. so if you want to side with orange anon, just say so. Otherwise, we are settling for a siege.

>>2841071
>against Vorossa's

>>2841071
I'm fine with the siege, I just didn't understand what happened and wanted clarification.

>>2840931
>>2841020
>>2841082

Capturing the rebel's economic boon will hinder their cancerous growth greatly. You are well aware of the risks ahead, the first royal army have seen little combat throughout these two years. Your father has didn't mobilize them in fear of an unforeseen attack on the capital. Your advisors saw few counterpoints against this plan. A month to reach the destination, few more to maintain siege/repel any reinforcements.

The second topic to discuss was the dwindling food supplies throughout Vorossa. Fungus is the main source of food alongside few crops capable to withstanding this harsh weather. Meat is often regarded as a noble's meal with the flesh of the Voradii being the most sacred and nutritious food, only slain for special occasions.

The suggestions were laid on the table, none were pleasant:

-The gentle Voradii herds will be slaughtered to satisfy the poor and the hungry. The proposal itself is sacrilegious; it will anger many religious and powerful figures in Vorossa.

-This wasn't Vorossa's first famine, An expedition will be sent north to the sea of storms where fish are aplenty. May Leiy protects those brave souls from the continuous storms.

- Blightblood is a strain of fungus rarely eaten due to its long term side effects. Its only virtue is its exceptional growth rate...if mass produced, it can sustain Vorossa for the time being.

-Purchasing food from your neighbours must be a necessity to strike the shadow of famine while you can.

What you will do?

>More gold to spend, it is the safest option
> Initiate the expedition to the sea of storms
> Allow the mass production of Blightblood fungus
>Commit a religious blasphemy in order to save Vorossa
>Keep things as it is, there is no need to change anything just yet
>write in

>>2841170
>Initiate the expedition to the sea of storms
>Allow the mass production of Blightblood fungus
We cannot afford to spend more gold and we should keep the religious figureheads on our side for as long as possible.
The Blightblood, while nasty, will be there to help supplant the populace while the expedition catches the fish. And if there isn't enough fish then we already have a emergency food source to fall back on.

>>2841182
>supplant
Fuk, should've used another word like "help" or "aid".
Guess the joke's on me for not eating before posting.

>>2841170
> Initiate the expedition to the sea of storms
> Allow the mass production of Blightblood fungus
What are the side effects of this fungus ?

>>2841246
as the name suggests, it increases the chances for the blight in the future.

>>2841218
>>2841182
I'll back this. Its a good plan, but we desperately need to open up the supply lines.

The rebels are smart they know if they destroy our logistics we are toast.

I do have a suggestion well they're more like questions.

>Write in
Is it possible to convert exhausted mines and quarries into fungus farms?

Do we have anyone capable of growing edible seaweed and farming shellfish?

>>2841170
>> Initiate the expedition to the sea of storms

Bringing a plague into the mix is not going to help things even if it staves off starvation for a time.

>>2841286
Nope, the fungal caverns are mostly in a special enclosed ecosystem. The fungus adapted itself to grow in specific environments.. Same goes to seaweed and shellfish; it is too cold for them to grow freely in volatile/low temperature environment.

writing now.

>>2841246
>>2841286
>>2841288
>>2841182
There is no time for caution, you are willing to ignore the risk involving the blight inducing fungus to stave off hunger. There were a few objections concerning the safety of the public, you chose to ignore them.

No cost is too great.

___________

The spirit of the hearthfire festival.... was dimmed despite the roaring fire of the ivory hearth. There were no kids running in the streets with their toys, no merry flutes and drums, no songs... nothing in the streets of the capital. The Ivory hearth was silently secured instead for you and other important figures, lavish tables were set, regal music being played to fill this horrid gloom.

Your guests wore opulent dresses and tunics with little regards for the bone crackling winter. Why would they? At this level, The hearth provides enough warmth for everyone to forsake heavier garments.

Due to the current events, few foreign guests made it to the festival. Some had sent an apology for not coming while others did not bother.

Arlyel went from one circle of guests to another, never to meet yours. The girl was too shy for a direct contact with you. You had to admit: her choice of attire was quite stunning almost rivaling your mother's.

"Another cup of wine, your excellence?"

"I am good, thank you." you barely drank from your first cup; your mind was too clouded to enjoy the festival.

>Give a resonant speech to your guests [Specify what the speech is about]
>Chat with your guests
>Approach Arlyel , speak with her.
>Approach Arlyel , speak with her.... privately
>Leave the festival, you have an army to lead Tomorrow.
>Leave the festival, welcome your brother instead.
>write in

>Leave the festival, welcome your brother instead.

if we could get him on our side to deal with hailen that'd certainly be helpful

>>2841370
>>Approach Arlyel , speak with her.

>>2841370
>Approach Arlyel , speak with her.... privately

>>2841370
>Leave the festival, welcome your brother instead.

>>2841397
>>2841423
>>2841424
>>2841428
Nothing of this blabber interests you. You briefly thanked your guest for their arrival before excusing yourself.

Your brother should arrive at any moment now, He is a powerful contender for the throne solely for his military tactics...his administrate and diplomatic skills are rather lacking. You wondered how would he react with you temporary in charge. Nothing vile, you hope. You headed for the palace main gate only to find the most outrageous scene...

Your siblings are brandishing their weapons against each other.

You did not know how this happened. Your brother is surrounded from both sides with half a dozen of his men against a squad of fifty, some of them were part of the palace's guards while others were your sister's personal guards.

"MURDER! TRAITOR! YOU WILL ANSWER FOR YOU CRIMES, BROTHER" Hailen nervously pointed her rapier at Odipuel. He raised his greatsword in the air, unphased by the number of guards against him "Showing your true colours, eh sister? I have been waiting soo long to snap that little neck of yours..."

>[Do not intervene, watch in silence]
>You have gone too far, sister. Lay down your arms [call the guards]
>You will not tarnish the good name of our family no more, traitor [ call the guards, raise your sabre against your sister]
>You have crossed the line, brother. You are not fit for a general [Call the guards]
>I always feared your madness, brother. I am sorry it has come to this [Call the guards, raise your Sabre against him]
>Stop it you fools! Our father weeps in the grave upon such travesty!
>Write in

>>2841554
>your crimes

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>>2841554
>Stop it you fools! Our father weeps in the grave upon such travesty!
Once things have calmed downish or at the very least they stop for the moment continue with this
>"If there's one thing the rebels would love nothing more is to see us at eachother's throats. If either of you continue this, you'll play right into their hands."
>Bring up what virtues they have and attempt to convince them to put aside their differences for the time being.

Ah family, it never changes no matter who you are.

>>2841554
>>You have gone too far, sister. Lay down your arms [call the guards]

>>2841583
Our sister is an obvious Jane Fonda, piss on her.

>>2841612
Oh I agree, unfortunately we gotta hog the spotlight and mug for the camera. Because we're a king and that means being dramatic in a kingly fashion.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2841612
>>2841583
1=stop
2=call

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>>2841637
Rip Shakespeare, you went quietly into the night.

>>2841643
such are the ways of the dice gods. if other anons supported you, i'll go with your vote though.
i wished i have gone with the rule of cool. Oh well

>>2841649
I understand QM, you gotta stick to the rules you set down for the sake of fairness

>>2841653
If only I had come in time

>>2841682
I wouldn't worry about it Anon, We'll get our chances in the spotlight eventually.

>>2841583
>>2841554
Supporting

>>2841698
was about to post seconds before your post. rewriting.

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>>2841698
>>2841703
pls stop playing with my heart like that. I need that to continue my existence.

>>2841709
votes>>> dice i am afraid.
sorry anon.

>>2841612
>>2841618
>>2841698
>>2841689
>>2841682
>>2841653

"No one lives after threatening me with a sword. "

"I can not allow this rabid mongrel to roam freely a second longer!"

A new figure showed up in the scene, it was your mother who was rightfully horrified at what was unfolding before her eyes. She did her best to calm them down yet both were fuming with anger and hatred.

Odipuel was too paranoid to have Hailen walk about freely in fear of another murderous attempt on his life while Hailen was too hotheaded to let go of this 'War criminal', she won't rest until he is behind bars.

>Arrest Hailen, it is for her own sake
>Arrest Odipuel , his mental state is concerning
>Arrest Both, you have no time for this shenanigan
>write in

>>2841726
>Arrest Both, you have no time for this shenanigan.
And it'll give them time to cool off hopefully.

>>2841726
>>Arrest Hailen, it is for her own sake

Our brother is actually useful, and I wouldn't be at all surprised that our sister is actively working against us.

>>2841726
>Arrest Hailen, it is for her own sake

>>2841734
Support

>>2841726
Bind both of their hands and bring them to a private audience chamber so we can talk with our family without looking like fools in front of the royal court. Strip their guards of their weapons and rotate out the palace guards that sided with Hailen- insubordination or circumvention of our authority militarily cannot be allowed.

>>2841759
I like it Anon, I'll support your post.

>>2841759
+1

>>2841734
>>2841745
>>2841751
>>2841754
>>2841759
>>2841760
>>2841762
First things first, the guards who betrayed your trust (even it is for the sake of a royalty) have no place in your palace. Their fate is for your general to decide.

Your brother didn't appreciate the idea of such a graceful welcome.First by Hailen then by you. He only complied solely because you had no murderous intent like your sister. Like a spoiled brat, your sister kept spouting curses with her hands tied up. Her vulgarity echoed freely in the palace.

Once again, you tried to reason with them. Even with your mother behind your back, you couldn't get them to get along. You had no choice but to put both under arrest, Each will be locked in the far end of the palace guarded by your most loyal men.

A difficult question hit the back the of your head , can you afford leaving the capital in its turbulent state? who knows what might happen while you were away....

>The capital is safe with or without you. You will lead the first royal army
>You can't risk it. You will call off all the preparations. There must be another way to fill your treasury.
>The first royal army shall march without your leadership
>Your brother will rest for a few days then he will lead the first royal army.
>write in

>>2841802
>Your brother will rest for a few days then he will lead the first royal army.

>>2841802
>Your brother will rest for a few days then he will lead the first royal army.
He was originally planned to be in lockup for a few days, so it doesn't really change our plan at all.

>>2841831
+1

>>2841802
>>write in
Bring our brother with us, leave the harlot locked up.

>>2841826
>>2841831
>>2841833
>>2841855

Your brother simply can not refuse such position; his lust of warfare is never satiated. Men like him must always belong to some battlefield. However, you were worried about the wealth inside the city; he must capture it without too much collateral damage. This shall prove to be a difficult task.

stopping here for now, thank you for playing! for future updates and what not, make sure to join our discord >>2830274

goodnight.

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>>2841865
>discord

Well shit, I thought I found a decent quest.

>>2841896
Forget it Anon, it's /qst/.

>>2841896
What do you have against discord ?

>>2841964
Most commonly, it's how it separates communities, and requires an account. I hold the same sentiments on the matter.

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>>2841896
>>2842329
>>2841907
but it is literally just announcements though.

Day 753 of the rebellion

Increased populace happiness
Increased army morale
Progress of the Iron clad beast: approaching halfway through

The shadow of bankruptcy looms...

The arrival of the slave caravan rejuvenated most of the noble families with fresh stocks of colourful slaves. Their gratitude was unending.

Alas, the expedition had arrived from the sea of storms. There were some unfortunate losses among the ships but the ones who returned had their cargo hold brimmed with fish. Blightblood is being disturbed all over Vorossa. The more educated refused to touch this thing. To everyone else, it was affordable food to consume.

Odipuel sprung back to action few days after the festival. He should be surrounding Akkranel as of right now.

Yurgul pass has been liberated thanks to both your brother and spymaster who baited the rebels to the open via a fake route of the already weakened 8th army. What they had thought to be free weapons and supplies to claim was actually a trap; a partition of the 2nd army had dealt with the rebels in a brutal fashion. None prisoners were taken that day.

Speaking of prisoners, your guest was found dead yesterday. His heart had finally gave out after constant torture. He was on the verge of spilling what little secrets he knew after he lost his hand to a bowl of hungry maggots.

The eldest of your siblings, Daranah , had finally arrived. All Vorossa adored your sister, she is the current Ivory saint of Leiy who sought enlightenment outside of the realm. She is a woman of few words, preferring the simplest way of living in contrast to you and your other siblings. Once your brother is finished with the siege, The true contest of the throne shall commence.

For a precious second, things are starting to look ever so slightly better. A momentary abatement from the constant churns of war.

>Arrange a hunting trip
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Indulge in the pleasures of flesh, soul and mind
>Welcome your hermit sister in her small shack at the edge of the capital.
>Allow a hearing with different colours of your kin. Listen to their problems
>Arrange a brief visit to a certain part of your realm
>Visit your sickly brother
>Check on Hailen
>Discuss warfare with your general
>Visit your family's crypt
>Head to the dungeon , speak with your spymaster
>Seek a better company with your friends
>write in

>>2842971
>Walk among the capital's street. Mingle with the common folk
>Welcome your hermit sister in her small shack at the edge of the capital.

Would it be possible to combine these two to some extent? Because if she's at the edge of the captital, it's already going to take us a long enough time just to get there even by carriage, so we can spare some time on the way seeing what the common folk have to share and so on.
Unless it means that we're not going to get the full effectiveness of either choice, which in that case I'll fully support visiting our Hermit of a sibling.

>>2842982
i suppose it is possible, yes. A single visit can't take the whole day.

>>2842997
Alrighty, I'll be voting for both.

>>2842744
You can't fool me!

>>2843066
+1

>>2842982
Supporting

>>2843072
>>2843071
>>2843066
The streets of the capital were silent and gloomy. You saw fathers coping with their loses in the taverns drinking their sorrows away, mothers donned in grey in the memory of their lost sons. Indeed, this war has claimed hundreds of Vorossans...many more if the war continues. Empty stalls of once available goods were birthing agony in the hearts of their merchants. The process is slow, trading shall recover in time.

Beggars lurk in the shadows, they have multiplied since the war started. Some clinging to their tattered clothes...a reminder of better times. None dared to raise his hand for a piece of coin in our presence. Instead, they retreated further away your sight.

Your guards were all weary of someone jumping at you with a rusty dagger. Fear, woefulness and hatred radiated from the few human/dryad denizens of the capital. You heard about this, patriotic elves targeting their what little business they had. Various cases of vandalism, rape and murder had plagued every major city. Few perpetrators were actually caught.

"Your excellency?" One of your guards pointed at the little human child standing right ahead. Her frail little hand held a gentle white flower. She couldn't see you due to your wall of guards and her short stature but she knows you were there in the heart this company of swords and muskets.

>Push her aside, I got no time for this
>[Personally step out of your company, pick the flower from the little girl]
>Arrest this little vermin. She is halting royal business.
>Search the area, i sense an ambush
>write in

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>>2843130
>Keep an eye out for a potential ambush
>[Personally step out of your company, and gently pick the flower from the little girl]
>Tell her to return to whatever people she considers family, because the criminal scum prey on people like her.

[Hitler Intensifies]

But seriously though, this may just be the spontaneousness of a little girl.

>>2841896
faggot probably uses teamspeak

>>2843149
Flowers rarely bloom in Vorossa due to the harsh weather. There are some rare strains which can endure this hardship. To a young little girl, this was a valuable treasure to give away like that. Her mother (who was buying a batch of Blightblood) hurried to the scene snatching her child away; she feared punishment for her daughter.

Your guards affirmed it, There were no ambush waiting for you in these parts. You walked down other districts until sunset; You had another destination in mind: Daranah's shack.

She always preferred to distance herself from others. Her royal guards were carefully chosen to share her exact thoughts and ideas.

The ivory hearth provided little warmth at this distance. You and your men started to shiver, better make haste. A single flickering candle lit the saint's wooden shack. You found her praying to Leiy. She addressed you when it was done "Yuoegrin."

"Daranah, how long has it been?"

"11 years. Vorossa has changed. it...weeps to me, haven't you heard her cries?"

"I have been busy dealing with the death of our father, the ongoing war and our bickering siblings while everyone had left. You know nothing." It came out more bitter than you had expected but it was the truth. Vorossa would have fallen ages ago without your intervention.

"My wandering years has came to an end. The wounds of Vorossa must be healed. Leiy has spoken to me, she wants to succeed our late father. Will you stand with or against fate?"

>I am the rightful ruler. Vorossa is my burden, sister. You are willing to share this burden under my command.
>I will follow Leiy's wishes. You will have my voice.
>Religion has no place in warfare.
>Our siblings, the nobles and the people shall decide.
>write in

>>2843346
>>I am the rightful ruler. Vorossa is my burden, sister. You are willing to share this burden under my command.

>>2843346
>I am the rightful ruler by law. Vorossa is my burden, sister. You are willing to share this burden under my command.
In a more peaceful time we would be more willing to think about such a statement. But this is a time of tribulations, our sister and her goddess will need more than "Because it is the will of the goddess" to make even the nobles lend an ear.

>>2843346
>she wants me to

>>2843346
>>I am the rightful ruler. Vorossa is my burden, sister. You are willing to share this burden under my command

>>2843357
>>2843379
>>2843470

"It is a shame. You and Odipuel are straying from the true path. Bloodshed only breeds more bloodshed...Vorossa won't be the same under your leadership."

"Your peaceful approach will fail." you replied.You know her, she will probably make a deal with the traitorous scum to 'bring peace'. Acknowledging their legal presence in the first place is the gravest of mistakes.

"Perhaps, perhaps not." She paused, her pale hands lighting a new candle "Time will tell..."

She continued her prayers shortly after your departure. Your time with her was short, she might appeal for the religious figures in Vorossa to claim the throne and the people who adore her. However, you doubt she will use any form of trickery against you; Daranah is a woman of peace and purity. She seeks the best future for Vorossa, same as you. Your methods differs, that's all. Odipuel is favored by the common solider and most of the military commanders. he and Daranah are possibly your main obstacles to reach the throne safely . Both are terrible administratively...they won't back down like poor Volbene. Hailen poses no threat to your current plans, her supports are a nuisance at best.

Will you take the risk and allow the ancient elven rite of succession to take place or will you interfere for the sake of Vorossa?

>The rite shall take place like before with all of your siblings , the voice of the people and the nobles present. No tampering from your side.
>Danarah and Odipuel will be put under arrest until the war is over. The rite will be delayed for the time being
>Odipuel will die in the battlefield, Danarah will freeze to death. Those most timed accidents will pave the way for the throne.
>write in

>>2843495
>>Odipuel will die in the battlefield, Danarah will freeze to death. Those most timed accidents will pave the way for the throne.
For the good of Vorossa

>>2843495
>The rite shall take place like before with all of your siblings , the voice of the people and the nobles present. No tampering from your side.
If the people wish to commit collective suicide via our siblings. Who are we to judge?

>>2843495
>Odipuel will die in the battlefield, Danarah will freeze to death. Those most timed accidents will pave the way for the throne.
Let’s delay the rite while the war is going, we may have the chance to change people’s mind

>>2843527
the rite will start after Odipuel is done with the siege i.e when all the siblings are present in the palace. It should take a couple of months.

>>2843495
>The rite shall take place like before with all of your siblings , the voice of the people and the nobles present. No tampering from your side.

Intrigue could always backfire

>>2843512
>>2843515
>>2843527
>>2843536
Should i break the tie? It is a big decision

>>2843555
Give it like 20 or 30 minutes before you break the tie.

>>2843555
>>The rite shall take place like before with all of your siblings , the voice of the people and the nobles present. No tampering from your side.

>>2843495
>Odipuel will die in the battlefield, Danarah will freeze to death. Those most timed accidents will pave the way for the throne.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2843512
>>2843515
>>2843527
>>2843536
>>2843567
>>2843615
1=regicide
2= no regicide

>>2843619
Gay

>>2843640
>>2843619
Such is life in the zone.

>>2843645
>>2843640
>>2843619
>>2843615
>>2843567
>>2843565
>>2843555
>>2843536
>>2843535
>>2843527
>>2843515
>>2843512

Regicide is the only viable option. You will be the first to stain your hands with royal blood. The will of the nation will not be carried out justly, they are too unpredictable and unreliable. You might go down in the history books as a tyrant but it is a sacrifice you are willing to take for the sake of Vorossa.

You sent your most trusted men to deal with the saint. Her death went as smooth as you might have expected. She didn't offer any resistance unlike her faithful guards. It was a must to poison the murderers of your sister. No strings attached. No witnesses.

The death of your brother will be more difficult, it will take a month for his assassin to arrive at the scene. Good, it will drive suspicion away from you.
_______

Day 814 of the rebellion

Progress of the iron clad beast: Past halfway


Decreased army strength
Decreased army morale
Glaring public outrage
The shadow of bankruptcy encroaches...
The shadow of Chaos looms...

The death of the ivory saint had sparked an outrage; holy fingers pointing and accusing you of committing the deed, protests sparking every single day. The court was clearly divided with some outright resigning from their positions. Lots of soldiers became deserters after the death of Odipuel. Your army commanders understood how things went. They continued to support you so they won't compromise the fragile stability of Vorossa.

The blightblood was sapping the health of blood your citizens. Most of the cases involved nausea and stomach ache. Few had developed the blight. The nobles were fully supportive, they did what could to ease the masses with their influences, food or gold.

These were the least of your problems.

The bastards! The insolent dogs! The traitorous orcs of Agatiin had staged a full assault against Gahanel and the surrounding territories. What they lack in modern weapons is easily substituted by their sheer numbers. Not only that, the mercenaries of Lukendrazt fight alongside their ranks! how dare they! Be it human, elf or a dryad, they will raid and pillage anything in their path. Some pockets or your army and the rebels had to fight side by side to repel the barbaric invaders. The 8th army was completely annihilated against the first wave of the orcish invasion.

1/2

>>2843527
>>2843512
I'm laughing at the fact that Ya'll think that regicide was the way to go.
But it is no matter of mind, only of spirit.

>>2843714
>>2843645
>>2843640
>>2843615
>>2843567
>>2843565
>>2843555
>>2843536
>>2843527
>>2843515
>>2843512
Despite everything, you were finally crowned as the King of Vorossa. The little wretch Hailen trembled like a frightened rat, she had to live under constant fear. She dared not to speak against the king of Vorossa. Everything was slipping away from your control. No, you will not fall. Vorossa will not fall. Vorossa will endure this crisis. By one way or another.

Kiletroen had sent you an urgent message. The Allmother of the dryads had finally descended from the ivory mountains with a formidable army. They did not attack the third army, instead, they demanded you to speak with the Allmother personally right at the base of the mountain.

>Order your commander to deal with the dryads, loot anything of use afterwards
>Tell the Allmother that you have little time to waste while Vorossa is burning
>Leave the capital, head to the Ivory mountain
>write in

>>2843743
>Leave the capital, head to the Ivory mountain

>>2843743
>Leave the capital, head to the Ivory mountain

>>2843743
>Leave the capital, head to the Ivory mountain

>>2843749
>>2843780
It took you a while to reach the ivory mountains. You left the current affair for your spymaster because you ironically had ultimate trust in her. She won't betray you. Never. It felt ironic coming from a person who is the embodiment of trickery.

Dryads can grow in size indefinitely. Vorossan dryads are slim and nimble with dry wood with no flowers or other vegetation. The Allmother was the eldest of the dryads, she easily towered anyone standing in this barren wasteland.

"Ah, The Usurper of Vorossa. You answered my summon..." The Allmother's voice echoed freely. Her expression spoke of disappointment, may be regret.

"Out with it dryad, it didn't come all the way here for a scold. My patience runs thin."

"Very well, My demands are simple. Out of respect to the old traditions, i'll send my sons and daughter to defend what is left of Vorossa. We don't want to be part of this realm any longer. We will assist you in the future as allies ...not as another subject."

>You have my word, Allmother. This war shall end with the birth of a new nation.
>Your corpses shall serve my capital as firewood, to arms men! to arms!
>When i am done with the savages and the rebels, i will return here and burn every single one of you. Enjoy what little time left for your traitorous kin [leave]
>Write in

>>2843799
>>2843851

>>2843851
>You have my word, Allmother. This war shall end with the birth of a new nation.
>I hope that at the end of it all, we will both leave on good terms.
Guys seriously, we don't want another enemy in this shitfest.

>>2843851
>>You have my word, Allmother. This war shall end with the birth of a new nation.
We could always betray and subjugate them in the end if we have enough forces still.

>>2843851
>You have my word, Allmother. This war shall end with the birth of a new nation.
No need for more enemies

>>2843879
>>2843979
>>2843863
>>2843879

You shook hands with the wooden giant. Vorossa can't earn a new enemy in such perilous times. The 3rd army shall be finally free to return to the front lines.
_________

Day 848 of the rebellion
Day 52 of the orc invasion

Increased army strength
Increased army morale
Progress of the iron clad beast: Almost done


The shadow of Chaos encroaches...

Financially, Vorossa was getting on her feet again. Akkranel has been captured with all of its wealth. Hope started to blossom in the battlefield as more and more human rebels fought alongside with elven brother against the new invasion. Dryads were a refreshing addition to your forces. They weren't fatigued like most of your soldiers.

You learned of your half-brother, Mondierr , a half elf bastard who was the mastermind of the resistance. Your father wasn't loyal to your mother after all. She refuses to speak with you at any occasion. How quaint, she always wanted you to claim the throne. Now she spends her days in her chamber mourning in silence...

Blightblood had manifested terribly, more blight cases are surfacing everyday. Your poor citizens were either forced to starve to death or to wither slowly by hand Blightblood.

The waves of orcs didn't stop, they have easily claimed the eastern part of your releam, inching closer and closer to the capital despite all of your men's effort to halt their rabid progress.

An attempt was carried on your life today. Three servants brandishing their hidden weapons against you. You yielded to none ; with you bare hands, you dispatched of your would-be-assassins. Two had their throat crushed, the third slit her own throat so she won't be thrown under the dubious hands of your spymaster.

The question is: How ordered them to carry the assassination? Your sister? Your mother? Perhaps that half elf bastard who somehow infiltrated deep into your palace?

>Kill your sister before she will do something foolish against you
>Your mother is avenging the deaths of her son and daughter, kill her and be done with it.
>Better kill them both. They are a danger to the throne.
>You are slowly becoming like Odipuel...dispel such thoughts, focus on the current affairs.
>write in

>>2843989
>with their elven brothers.

>>2843989
>better kill them both .they are a possible threat to the throne.

>>2843989
>You are slowly becoming like Odipuel...dispel such thoughts, focus on the current affairs.

>>2843989
>You are slowly becoming like Odipuel...dispel such thoughts, focus on the current affairs.
>Request the spymaster to find out how they got into the palace.

>>2843989
>You are slowly becoming like Odipuel...dispel such thoughts, focus on the current affairs.

>>2844025
>>2844041
They shall live for another day. You will task Kel investigate further into this.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing. Tomorrow is probably the last session of this one shot. Be sure not to miss it!
Have a good night.

>>2844067
I just have a question concerning this quest.
Is it a prelude to another quest you are planning on doing? Or is it going to be a fully contained one-shot?

>>2844084
it is in the same universe as my main quest, just different time periods.. However, you don't need to read anything before it. Each one of these one shots are self contained, you will miss out on a few references but that is it.

>>2844104
Can we have a link to the archived threads?

>>2844123
uh sure
Gang quest: Where we follow a single day of a dryad crime boss in the 70s-ish
>>2811240

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Jeremiah+Sol
School quest: My main quest following a student named Jeremiah sol in our present time. Currently on hiatus.

>>2844133
Thanks for the link QM.

>>2843714
>>2843989

haha dumbasses, I mean really

Kill two siblings, alienating the highly religious outright and losing a damn fine general, throw the realm into chaos, have our population ate the fuck up with the plague, give faggot ass dryads freedom

Absolutely pitiful

>gee who could be trying to kill us

It's an absolute fucking laundry list isn't it?

>>2844230
Yeah I'll admit, it did come off as a bit of a pissing match between us all.
Still had fun watching it all burn.

>>2844230
Actually I didn’t want to kill them so fast, but anons work in mysterious ways

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>>2844230
honestly the least they could do is frame the death of the saint as the work of the rebellion. Even if nobody believes it at first.

Day 929 of the rebellion
Day 164 of the orc invasion

Chaos had consumed Vorossa ...

More old enemies driven mad by your crumbling realm. They push onwards to the capital. Death has been a common occurrence, be it by the bitter winter, famine, the axes of your enemies or the gnawing blight.

Your heart grows more cold and dull, the dungeon is full with wails of agony and misery. After the death of your mother by grief, your sister had the gall to attack you with a table knife. It felt satisfying to snap her little neck, you almost grinned at the whole ordeal. Her corpse was thrown in the gutter, most likely consumed by rats, maggots and those who resorted to gnaw flesh to survive.

Your people hates you, everyone does. They are not willing to take the sacrifices necessary. It is only your burden. Those who follow your commands do so out of obligation to the throne or out of fear.

A shambling force has been spotted close to the sturdy walls of the capital. It couldn't be you any of your armies; you have lost contact with them weeks ago. They are either presumed dead or in small pockets surrounded by enemies from all sides.

No, it was your half elf brother.

Broken and desperate, he preferred to be at your mercy instead of the enemy's. His army had a lot dozens of women and children. It felt strange... he does look a lot similar like you. He too sought the throne. You would be a hypocrite to condemn his actions.

His demands were simple, provide shelter to him and the human families and he will defend the capital against the incoming hordes. In this dark times, he was seen as a beacon of hope. The odds were stacked against you.

>Order your soldiers to shoot anyone outside
>let them in
>Let only those who are able to fight. leave the rest behind
>Decline his offer, leave him outside to rot. He brought this calamity on Vorossa
>Write in

>>2845926
>His army had dozens of

>>2845926
>Offer to provide shelter to the human families, but only if he agrees to stay outside.
I don't think he will agree giving us an excuse to not let them in without making us look even more pathetic

>>2845926
Shit escalated quickly
>let them in

>>2845945
I agree, he's the cockwaffle that decided to kickoff this shitfest to begin with.

>>2845926
>Offer to provide shelter to the human families, but only if he agrees to stay outside.