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[Nirur Torir]

"My lord, should trolls invade, I would propose luring them into a large circle of wheat using child-sized clothing stuffed with hay, then closing it off (Everyone in the town nearest my humble family farmland knows that six grains of wheat, each placed at regular intervals along out walls, will keep out trolls). From there, your mighty royal army should have no trouble slaughtering them without any escaping to threaten the lands."

[Talarion]

I apologise Advisor Kilakan, but your errand boys must have dawdled... There is no room left. Unless the lord would prefer your goods, of course. Then I will personally help to replace my own goods with yours.

[BnR0cK]

I think you misunderstood me advisor Kilakan.I came from FAR away lands.Further then the ancestors of this land could settle.
I came here in search of honour,To glorify my family!

[Taricus]

*Heads off and then returns with the head a magician*

I've the magician here m'lord. He shall prepare the ritual at this instant.

[kilakan]

Adviser Nirur, no offense but the idea of wheat holding trolls at bay sounds ridiculous how then do so many farmers die from them each year if simple wheat can stop them?

Then if you came from farther then the fair people of this world could travel, what manner of beast or demon are ye?

[Furtuka]

*The necromancer and the magician glare at eachother*

Now now you two lets behave like professionals here

[Nirur Torir]

"Uh, because ... er ... ... Maybe they're not placing the wheat right."

[Taricus]

Forgive the farmer's lack of knoledge m'lord, you know what the peasants are capable of thinking (Which is to say, nothing)

[Hubris Incalculable]

My lord! Grievous tidings from the north! The town of Rumblebumblings-on-windywaters has rioted against thy taxes and thy soldiers, and has slaughtered thy magistrate! I escaped from the mob not two days ago, to bring you these tidings!

[Talarion]

My lord, I advise we send soldiers trained in non lethal take downs, to recapture the town and keep your people safe.

[Shootandrun]

My lord, can I humbly propose myself as advisor of the navy? I come from the islands of the west, and I have always been a navigator, like my ancestors. After the Pest ravaged my land, I leaded what remained of the fleet (and of the nation) here - and now I serve you.

[Furtuka]

My lord we should send in the military to quell the citizens and make an example of the ringleaders

[KineseN]

[Whispering][Nervous]
M'Lord, I am but a novice cartographer but I have been tasked by my teacher to aid M'Lord in renewing the old maps of M'Lord's lands. My teacher have been praising my skills with Ash-key, the cartographer's tool of trade. Will M'Lord allow me to start with the work?
[/Nervous][/Whispering]

[Ochita]

Hm..
If trolls were invading my lord, then I would start a recruitment drive, and then I would get the various wizards, to make weapons that kept the heat of the forge. I would also  set up traps, laced with acid, to hinder their progress.

[Talarion]

My lord? I just came to a realization. My fellow advisors believe in me, so to best serve you, and the people, I believe I should step up to the position of Head Advisor. With my comrades voting in my favor, I see little else I can do to better serve you.