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[ZBridges]

A

[Elephant Parade]

Man, Cyrus can't catch a break. A.

[Haspen]

You decide to sponsor some festivals for the coming months.

503 AD, Autumn

The messenger from the somewhat distant kingdom of Ingar - "further away than Rycht, your Majesty", as the Advisor put it - has come to seek an audience.

"Greetings, King Cyrus. My lord and master, Prince Vallurvo of Ingar, is adventuring with his servants and close friends in this part of the region. He has heard that Surinthomus is now led by a brave and just man, and would be delighted to have him and his party hosted upon your court for the coming winter, if you're willing? He would suredly deliver good word about you to his father if you agree."

A) "Sure thing!"
B) "Nay!"

[Elephant Parade]

On the fence about this one. Surely hosting a handful of people for a season can't cost a whole economy point, right? Still, B.

[Fluffe9911]

A

[The Canadian kitten]

A!

[Elephant Parade]

If we have to melt down the rest of our swords, it'll be you two's fault.

[King Zultan]

A

[Haspen]

You decide to invite Prince Vallurvo over for winter. What could ever go wrong?

503 AD, Winter

The day when Prince Vallurvo and his companions (of which there's a score) is the day your palace throws a feast for councilmen and nobles present.

Prince Vallurvo is younger than you, perhaps about the age of your wife Dugda if not even younger.

"Great food, great keep, great King!" Prince Vallurvo toasts your hospitality and drinks his fifth chalice of wine.

You decide to...

A) Talk with him about politics.
B) Talk with him about trade.
C) Talk with him about the lands of Ingar.
D) Talk some drinking moderation into his drunken head.
E) Enjoy the feast.

[Elephant Parade]

B. My God do we ever need money.

[ZBridges]

B

[King Zultan]

B

[Haspen]

You try to goad the drunken prince to talk about trade.

1*

The young prince angrily slams the chalice against the table.

"Trade!? Do I looks a merchant of trifls to you?? How dares!" The prince quickly stands up, only to trip over his own legs and faceplant the table. He gets better, though - and draws his sword! Both your councilmen and his entourage gasp and get themselves ready for a fight.

"I shallenge you to a duel! To deaf!!" He wobbily points the sword at you.

You decide to...

A) Duel the drunk prince.
B) Decline the duel.
C) Throw the prince into a dungeon until he sobers up.
D) Try to talk him out of this terrible duel idea.

[ZBridges]

D

[Elephant Parade]

D