You start frantically preparing houses and relief organization for your fleeing kin in the south.
Late autumn 1300 IS
A ray of sunshine in the gloomy atmosphere, you learn your wife Mineta is pregnant. The child is expected for summer next year.
Winter 1300 IS
The disorganized Javolki are arriving! While a good half of it has decided to stay in the heart of the peninsula, and carve their kingdom south of you, the other half is crossing your frontiers.
4 + 1 (welcoming preparations) = 5
Thanks to your dutiful preparations, most of the migrating Javolki choose to stay inside the Kallvol kingdom, bostering your population and Javolki numbers. By a rough estimation, you think about a half of your citizens are Javolki now. Although it gives you a good and loyal base from your people, avoiding to alienate aversarians by making them feel threaten and replaced will be a tightrope walker show, one where your wife will most probably have to play a part, despite her cumbersome shyness.
6!
Moved by your thoughful greetings to the refugees, chiefs leading those who keep going north express their admiration towards you, blessing your name and telling how much worthy you are from Cenware's gift. You are now nicknamed "the Caring".
Some install their clans in the unoccupied lands north of you, while others keep moving north, crossing the Elysean Pass towards Kathani.
End of the year, 1300 IS
It is already the end of the year. You can't help but be taken aback by how much changed since last year. You are now a king, Cenware is dead and the Imperrech most certainly crumbled, now that the refugees arrived in Kathani to spread the news.
Your Chancellor quietly climb the steps towards your throne, before presenting you the same scroll he gave when you became the new Kallvol chief.
Stability: +
Army: -
Treasury: +
Population: +
"Thanks to your wise decisions, we carried through the consequences of Cenware's defeat, with the kingdom in a stable state. The wealth obtained from Kathani helped us to carry the costs, but unfortunately we spent most of it. From now on, we must rely on our taxes."
A group of men enter shortly after, Javolki local officers, followed by a handful of Aversarians.
"My king, we have worked with the Averarian cartographers to make a rough map of our surroundings."
"Our position is quite advantageous, with few threatening neighbours for now, even more so with Oraispol in civil war. But it's not the only major aversarian remnant. They are mostly scattered in the ends of the peninsula, with some bigger than others. Our Javolki kin has scattered after their defeat in Oraispol, with most of them settling in the center of Elezea. The former clan of Cenware, the Deynics, has settled within it and has proclaimed a kingdom. Truly the death of the Imperrech dream."
The speaker points to the west on the map.
"Further west, we have the Western Isles. They are however numerous, and drawing them would have delay the map too much. Hopefully it won't matter for now."
Spring 1301 ISS
Life finds back it way, as nature reasserts itself.
Busy day in the palace as messengers jostle. One is a member of those enigmatic Partic people who settled in Kathani, with whom you did much travel during the great migration. The other is from Oraispol.
"Oraispol?!" you choke.
"Yes, my lord", responds your disconcerted officer.
A) "I'll see the messenger from Oraispol first, then"
B) "Bring me that Partic first"