They collectively breathe in relief.
845 AD, Mid-Autumn
A contingent of Luathbas spearmen and axemen, with little cavalry (as mountainous terrain is expected) have marched out, with messengers to Magnus Parapetus preceding them by two days.
Week later he replies that your men have been welcomed as brothers-in-arms for the duration of this campaign and that he sends his utmost thanks for your Kingdom's participation in this war. He promises to send reports as often as he can.
845 AD, one of the usual, cold, windy, Late Autumn mornings
As the morning comes true and the sun lazily peeks above the clouded horizon, you find yourself and your wife in the same bed. You then remember the failure of fireplace ventilation in her bedroom on the evening, your offer of your favorite blanket aaaaand two goblets of wine that were perhaps unnecessary. Your slightly embarassed wife clears all doubts about the rest of the night.
There goes the promise.
845 AD, Winter
Trade advisor announces the increase of revenues this year thanks to incomes from the gold operations, and of course Augas trade taxes.
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The mercenaries were aplenty this year, and with drafted peasants also accounted for new recruits, the Army was bolstered.
845 AD, Mid-Winter
Magnus Parapetus, Governor of Lametanian Province, sends you a report in which he praises the efficiency and strength of Luathbas men, ableit many of them died in initial skirmishes with the orcs. However, inroads were made into the mountainous homeland of the greenskins and the butchering of the inferior savages has begun in earnest!
845 AD, End of the Year
The advisor arrives with Scrolls of Status Kingdoms, which you can notice were edited with charcoal and juice quite often this year.
Happiness: 4
Population: 7
Economy: 5
Army: 3
"Our Army could still do better, my liege, may I offer the obvious?"
A) "Yeah, let's draft some more peasants."
B) "Yeah, let's hire some more wanderers."
C) "Naw bruh, we good this time."