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[Glass]

A

[Fluffe9911]

A

[Haspen]

You order money to spent on procuring grain.

The officials in charge of this are ordered to spend the money frugally, though.

804 AD, Mid-Autumn

6

Through shrewd management and cooperation of the grain merchants (either willingly or in fear of repeat of last time - who knows), there's plentitude of foodstuffs procured for the central provinces! The people praise your leadership, and the merchants are satisfied with the payments they've got.

804 AD, Winter

Milka gives birth to a healthy baby boy!

After some deliberation, she names him 'Nogad', after one of early saints of the Pantheon and god of trees and herbs.

On the same day Nogad is born, the wagonloads of gold bullion arrive from the mines.

804 AD, End of the Year

When the Advisor comes into your study, you rub your chin thoughtfully. This year came and went so fast!

Happiness: 5
Population: 3
Economy: 7
Army: 4

"Our Kingdom is doing splendidly well in the recent years, all things considered." The Advisor smiles. "The Marshal has noted that we're giving priority to merchants and the peasantry, while the army is being pushed to the margin. He clamors for more soldiers, my liege."

A) "Happy peasants are docile peasants. Draft some of them!"
B) "We have more than enough money to hire some mercenaries into army service!"
C) "Draft some peasants, hire some mercenaries too! Army of Bailemarr will be as big as those of bigger, wealthier kingdoms!"
D) "I like it how it is."

[Glass]

B

Also is there any way to start pushing up our population?

[I also notice that the child is named Nogad first and then Nogat a line later.]

[Haspen]

Fix'd.

[Maximum Spin]

B

[Fluffe9911]

B

[Kilojoule Proton]

B

[Kashyyk]

C - More army!

[King Zultan]

B

[VoidSlayer]

C Build up that army to outsize our neighbors!

[Haspen]

You send word that Kingdom of Bailemarr is looking for mercenaries to join the army - in exchange for some good coin, of course!

805 AD, Summer

"Goat-herders?" The messenger bows his head.

"Yes, my lord. Several tribes of them, perhaps a two thousand of them, have begun grazing their livestock upon our southeastern grasslands. They speak very little of our language and are clads in furs and fleece rather than fiber and leather. They wear their homes on their backs, and place their tents down for the night so they and their goats can sleep. While majority of them are avoiding our settlements and farmlands, some youth were caught trying to steal potfruits and earlyberries from the outlying orchards. On behalf of the mayors of your southern domain, I come asking what should we do with these nomadic strangers invading our lands in such a cautious fashion."

A) "Some thieving marauders, these are! The southern mayors are allowed to deal with them accordingly!"
B) "Let them be, they seem to be just passing by."
C) "Mayhaps they search for a new home? Have a party of educated men meet with these nomads."

[Glass]

C

[Fluffe9911]

C cant wait to get colonized by mass migrating slavic hoards

[Kilojoule Proton]

C