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5 (31.3%)

Wei He

9 (56.3%)

Sindhu

2 (12.5%)

Total Members Voted: 16

Voting closed: November 05, 2016, 04:00:47 pm

[Haspen]

You order Llewyn to be cast into the dungeon for attempted murder of the Heir of Luathbas!

Your advisors are appalled but carry out the order.

857 AD, Summer

Governor of Lametanian Province of Damdamian Republic, Velocis Raptius, sends you a letter.

In the beginning of the letter he introduces himself as servant of the state that will govern the neighbouring land for next ten years per the usual governship term in the Republic.

In the second part he asks you to allow the Cult of Damed to build a temple in the main city of southern Luathbas, to allow travelers from the Republic to finally be able to worship in peace.

In the final part of the letter he regales you with a tale of two brothers ruling over two kingdoms; one opposed the Republic and his kingdom ended in ruin; the other was friends with the Republic and his people grew strong and prosperous. He therefore pleads that you do not be the example of first brother, but instead embrace the Republic and mayhaps start the warming of relationship with some trade cuts for Damdamian merchants.

As for the temple...

A) Decline, the Cult never had and shall now have safe havens in your pristine country.
B) Accept, with mandatory listing out of things the priests won't be allowed to do.

As for the trade negotiations...

A) Agree to give Damdamian merchants some tax cuts (akin to eastern ones).
B) Counter-offer with a government-adjusted trade agreement instead.
C) Reject the silly idea.

//No split votes, per usual.

[Criptfeind]

A
B

[flazeo25]

A,B

[Swordstar]

B A

[Harry Baldman]

A, B!

[Taricus]

A, B. He only said not to resist the republic, not it's gods!

[IamanElfCollaborator]

A, B

[Prophet]

A B

[NRDL]

A,B nobody threatens the king with parables.

[ZBridges]

A, B

[Haspen]

You send him a letter in which you reject building any Damed temples and you counter-offer with a trade exchange via governments, not merchants.

857 AD, Midsummer

You were peacefully inspecting the duty records of your palace guards when suddenly there was a brief flash of light outside, then a loud crash and then the whole castle shook.

After a while of looking into this bizarre and startling occurence (and after calming you that it's not a foreign army suddenly attacking your castle), the castle servants have found a small crater in the forest near the palace, with remains of charred, shiny black rock at its very center.

The scholars believe that a small heavenly body have crashed, and that the remains must be the fabled sky iron! The advisors convene with you what to do about such a (tiny) supply of such rare, and, as the scholars put it, magical, divinely-blessed, dragon-slaying, nigh-invulnerable metal.

You don't trust your scholars on those adjectives, but then again, you're not a scholar.

A) Stash it into the treasury. It might be useful for something, or to someone, later. Maybe.
B) Gather all the pieces and then sell them to merchants and noblemen for profits.
C) Melt the ore down and fashion it into a small weapon, dagger perhaps.

[Taricus]

A

[Imic]

C

[NRDL]

C.  Those dragons aint getting us!

[Swordstar]

C!