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[Twinwolf]

A

[Arlos]

A

[crazyabe]

A.

[Haspen]

You agree to their counterproposal. One load of money is prepared at once; the other will leave about the same time next year.

Damdamians are told that they can bring their glassware every year.

979 AD, Late Winter

Revenues from gold mines arrive per usual!

The advisor stares at you as you don't really react to the news.

"Is it about Ulan, sire? It's indeed only few weeks from start of new decade, as he had promised..."

A) "No, no I'm fine, let's wait another half a year."
B) "Truly, it's time to send a military expedition to the east and recover Ulan from whatever trouble he got into!"
C) "Truly, it's time to send spies and agents to ascertain his whereabouts and bring him back."

[Chevaleresse]

A

[Arlos]

C let's check on him

[crazyabe]

A.

[Criptfeind]

He promised to return before the start of the new year, still got a few weeks to go. So.

A?

If he's not back in a few weeks would be the time to start worrying.

[helmacon]

It may be too late to start worrying in a few weeks. If we send the spies now, they won't even get there for like, a month.

C

Let's start getting our eyes out there, just as a precaution.
If he shows up soon, no harm no foul. If he does not, then we have a step up on the situation.

[Harry Baldman]

C - let's see if there's anything we can discover. Hopefully our idiot of a Spymaster won't mess it up.

[Puppyguard]

C

[helmacon]

We still have the cloaks, right?

[ZBridges]

C

[DolosusDoleus]

C
"Sire, we found that your son is somewhere in the Gubta Empire and is on a quest of some sort! Surely this is useful information, yes?"

[Arlos]

"Apparently your son is on a quest for some kind of Holy grail?"