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Mind-bogglingly popular game series that you follow from early on and cannot stop, waiting for new installment like a drooling addict.

Long-runner soap opera you're too invested into to just stop watching it.

A fun little comic strip in the daily newspaper that's been around forever.

3/6

Who said it's fun? I didn't for sure.

I'm just waiting here for it to die horribly already so it will stop showing on my Unread Posts list.

[Criptfeind]

B

Yeah, that was a pretty weird demand.

[Weirdsound]

B

[Imic]

b
Feck, he nearly was tricked inti thinking he was our son in law.

[mightymushroom]

B

[helmacon]

Why tease us with the option haspen if we never had the chance to roll more than a 2. ;-;

[Draignean]

Why tease us with the option haspen if we never had the chance to roll more than a 2. ;-;

Because he wanted us to do much worse.

Rolling a 5 let us get away with a 'lol, funny joke rite m8?' instead of creating some terrible blood feud.

[crazyabe]

B.

[omada]

C? HA, just a joke take this gift with you, I hope I didn't got over the line, HERE, LET'S OPEN A WINE

[TankKit]

Aaaaaaaaaw.
B but C if it becomes an option.
Hey, look on the bright side, this still does make things a lot easier.

[Basil ii]

B well why not?.

[Haspen]

You decide to let him go, with hopes that Eldrican will be friends of Methiant closer than before.

1195 AD, Autumn

You hear that Hein ascended the throne of Eldrican and took upon regnal name of Hein I.

2to4, 2to5, 4to5, 5to6

Glasswork, t'chai leaves and spices sold pretty well! The access to such luxurious goods made your people happier, and Springwine ended the report with a little extra of profits on top.

The court is in uproar (again)!

A certain father of noble family arrived from the south, with a rather shy girl in tow, a little babby, wrapped in a towel, in the maiden's hands. He claims to be Ulran Owalden, and that you produced the child that the girl is holding. It is three-to-six months old, at best, and the father accuses you of sleeping with his daughter, and thus being the child's parent.

You count backwards in time, placing the child's conception somewhere in Autumn last year... you can't really remember this girl. She had longer hair, and less make-up? Maybe?

"So tell me Emperor, are you my grandson's father!?" The moustachioed nobleman glares angrily at you, and many of your courtiers look at you as well. You can bet Wihemina is in audience room, but cannot locate her.

You decide to...

A) Deny it fervently.
B) Acknowledge the fact.

[Lord_lemonpie]

A. Not for Methiant or Wilhelmina, but we gotta keep that good rep to inherit Cydwyl.

[Hotfire90]

A

[Weirdsound]

B

The affair our wife found out about was last Autumn. The kid is probably ours, and we can claim it without having to confess to any crime she doesn't already know about.

Edit: Also, accepting this one now will make people think that at least we are honest about our sexual escapades, and own up to our mistakes. This may make it easier to lie and deny the bastards we cannot afford for our wife to find out about in the future.

[mightymushroom]

Just looked back, this is (maybe) the young woman we already confessed about to Wilhelmina. So, we might be okay on that count, unless of course she's been holding a grudge.

On the other hand, we kept this affair quiet; making it public risks upsetting the nobles all over again.

If it is the same person, and not an impostor. Seriously, Haspen, this trait is so bad we can't even get a girl's name before/during a canoodle?

Ya know what, B.
I've never been comfortable lying about who we are.
Edit: Weirdsound beat me to both my points.