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Once humanity was pushed back, their backs between the ocean and an Orcish invasion. However deep behind the lines of the Orcs a valiant man came up from the wastes of the fallen and pushing himself to kill the Warboss Adgore.

Alaric the Orcslayer, Grudgebearer, and High Chief of the East. With the destruction of the Warboss, it is about time that you decide what will a people who were always on the run do now.

>>RULES<<
> Vote with Greentext, otherwise I will ignore it.
>Write in as acceptable as long as they follow the rule above. If its clever enough I might even add some of it to the result elected
>Normally here I would say something like, ‘be kind’, but this is 4chan so I wont even bother making it a rule.
>Don’t be afraid to discuss things, just remember that there are some limitations thanks to both culture and technology. Hell, you guys could discuss whether it's better to make a Holy Roman Empire Electoral System or just go Partition.

>Here is the Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=High%20King

Alright, time to get started.
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The battle was bloody and harsh. More than half of the humans who attacked from above died as they ferociously marched their way into the bowels of the Fortress, and the same went for the dwarfs. However even with all that in mind, there was no Orc living in the Fortress anymore.

And with that, the entire continent seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

“Congrats Alaric, you really are the true wielder of the High King’s sword.” the Deep King Stog said as they stood at the steps of the throne.

“Thank you, I think.” The High Chief and Orcsbane said as they both looked up towards the throne.

“So I heard that you have quite a few people there uptop, whats the plan for all of them?” The Dwarf asked as he gave a little laugh.

“I cannot really say.” Alaric was honest as he could be, “With the Warboss dead, I guess we can go around and hunt more Orcs.”

“Hmm, well hear me out before you go chasing the stragglers of a slaughtered horde.” The Dwarf patted Alaric on the back with a smirk, “Have you ever thought about settling your people down?”

“Settling down?” Alaric felt his brow furrow at the Dwarf’s antics.

“Yes, settle down and make a city out of yourselves.” The Dwarf laughed, “You were bright enough to catch on the secrets of forging Iron it seems, I don’t see why you can’t give staying in one place a try.”

“What about food? I have enough people here that we will run the land dry in a few years.”

“Now thats if you were focused on foraging your food, but what if ya grew it all instead?”

Alaric felt himself be a little hesitant, “Sort of like how your mushroom gardens are?”

“Yeah, if you grow your own food than there is no need to run around getting more of it. With it you can also make strong walls just like these right here, and pillage the earth for her plunder.” Stog’s eyes were lit as he showed off the room they were in, “Look, there are not enough dwarfs in my fortress to make a real occupying force. However with all those people, those humans, you brought with you can really fill this place out.”

“And I take it you will help me with this?” Alaric asked the dealing dwarf.

“As long as you give my people the underground, where they can mine to their heart’s content, we can both make you materials as well as teach you the ways of staying in one place.” He extended his hand out to Alaric with a smile, “So, what do you say?”

>Sounds like a good deal, Stog
>No, we will find our own lands to call home
>We will occupy the forest, but understand Alaric cannot restrict his people to not mine stuff.
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal, Stog
Time to embrace civilization
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal, Stog

The Dwarves have been good to us. This isn't the old ways, but then all those did was get a blade in our gut and the tribes scattered to the winds. Time for something new.
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal Stog
Dwarves and Man united united, this is truly the beginning of a mighty kingdom
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>>4860996
>sounds like a good deal

Man and dwarf eternal bros!
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal, Stog

We can build more than one city, and having a underground bunker beneath the city is of great strategic value.

Question QM, did the elves help us at all? Weren't the elves facing down the hordes themselves?

Are the Orcs entirely extinct as a race? I'd think there are a few Lower level mini warbosses left to pick up the pieces and a few thousand of them spread around, after all we never really hit their settlements and population centers or encountered Orc womenfolk.
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal, Stog

We can keep killing more orcs together
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>>4860996
>Sounds like a good deal, Stog
Dwarf human alliance? Gonna make the elves pissed.
BTW Are we this universes sigmar?
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>>4861273
>>4860996
Also start make nordic armour.
>These plates can easily be made and replaced. Very good for upkeep.
>Start sending traders in all direction to scout the other lands and to make contact with other.
>Clan hall: First building we built is a giant clan hall for all the clan leaders and us.
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Forgot the image
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Sounds good
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>>4861013
>>4861032
>>4861036
>>4861037 > Nope they did not
>>4861069
>>4861273 > Basically, though for one you have yet to make a religion after it and I think this is closer to the city before Skavenblight

Some plans that might be used later
>>4861283
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I should finish these questions
>>4861037
Think of the Elves like Rome, they only cared about themselves
Orcs are not extinct, only massively degraded and if you choose shall be extinct on the continent. Orcs infests where ever there is no civilization.
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“Stog, you have been good to me.” Alaric told the fellow while extending his hand to meet the others, “This won't be like the old ways of my people, but that gave me a blade to the gut and scattered the tribes West. This, this might give us a seat of power.”

“Then I am glad to hear that, Friend.” The Dwarf answered while giving a hand towards the throne, “Come, equal, the throne is yours. And with it you shall attain a title worthy of it.”

“Are you sure?” Alaric felt a little hesitant as he brushed his hand against High King Fortage’s sword.

“I’ll be honest, I won’t see you as the Dwarven High King above me, but don’t you think it makes a little more sense to have a High King of the Surface and Deep King of the Earth?” Stog joked with a small chuckle to himself.

Alaric could not help but laugh as he ascended the steps towards the top. There stood the golden throne of previous Dwarven Kings, which really might be a little small for Alairc. However the Man did not care much for it, as this was the seat of power for the entire keep.

He did not know how the future would pan out after this, but he knew the future of his people relied on him using this power wisely.

And with a little hesitation, he finally took a seat on the Throne.

Almost a moment later he could feel his soul elate, as if he had finally achieved something he had been trying to get for his entire life. Through hard work and dedication he had surpassed his foolish father and became a ruler of men. As he finally got a moment to rest, the pain that was forever in his stomach had ebbed away like it was never there before, however even now Alaric could feel the pain in the nape of his neck.

“If I had a drink I would cheer for you and your Children!” The Dwarf joked as he stood next to Alaric, “Well would you look at that, High King, not even a minute on the Throne and someone is already coming up to us.”

“Estus.” Alaric said as he looked towards the masked Shaman, “Thank you for your work taking this place.”

“Indeed, though I see you are already taking up Dwarven customs.” The masked man pointed out while extending his hand, “I have done my part, Alaric. Now give me the amulet.”

>A deal is a deal
>Give it, but try and convince him to stay and teach others his ways
>Alaric will give it only if the Shaman stays to help Mankind.
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>>4861381
>Alaric will give it only if the Shaman stays to help Mankind.
>You said this amulet was from the gods?
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>>4861381
>>Give it, but try and convince him to stay and teach others his ways
"Estus, no, friend Estus you are an able and good man. You have come to know me in the seasons we have spend together. You have talk, eat and fight with me. Would you be interested in remaining here ?"
"I am still a young ruler and leader, and i do need all the help and wisdom of great men. As well trusted men, and i have been lucky enough that you are both of them."
"I would give you an home, wives, an horse and food. As well other things you may need. And more importantly i would give you a new rank, the rank of High Shaman. From now on, you will teach and lead others that posses the gift of magic like you, as well help me against any magical creatures or spirits. You would be even one of my advisers, above even clan leaders."
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>>4861381

>>4861398
Support this write in
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>>4861398
supporting this
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>>4861398
+1
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>>4861370
I really wanted the elves to get fucked by not helping us and that they got attacked and brutally ravashed.
>>4861398
Support.
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>>4861381
>>4861398
>Support

Greentexting my support just in case.
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>>4861398
>+1
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Betrayal
>>4861390

A pretty good argument
>>4861398
>>4861596
>>4862107

Rest of you, don't forget to fucking greentext. Even this will work:
>+1
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“As agreed upon, here is the amulet.” Alaric said as he brought it out of his pocket, “However as I hand this to you, would you mind listening to the words that I have to say?”

“I am already your captive audience.” Estus answered as he took a few steps forward to make it to Alaric.

“Very well, Friend Estus, I know you are a good and able man through the season we have spent together.” Alaric started with a smile, “Would you not have an interest in staying here?”

The man made it up the stairs as he responded, “I know that, and while I have considered it there is no reason for me to stay.”

“There are two.” Alaric stated as he dangled the amulet for Estus to grab, “I am a young ruler for my people, and I need wise men to guide me. I feel I can trust you enough to give me advise a great many things that I have no clue about. With such a position, you will be granted a home, women, and maybe even a few beasts to your name.”

Estus took the amulet from Alaric’s hands, “And the second?”

“As the High Shaman of my court, you will be able to teach our people your ways in magic. People with gifts such as yours will help us incase creatures like spirits or monsters come along.” Alaric started with a small smile on his face, “You did say this amulet was from the Gods. You must wonder why they gave it to me.”

“So you wish for me to give my secrets of the arcane to the greater bit of mankind?” He asked while looking at the amulet, “I could care less about women and beasts, for my aim is unlocking the secrets of the world.”

“But without a position your voice will never be heard, and without students your research might be lost to all of mankind once you die.”

While the man’s face was covered in a mask, he seemed to be chewing upon those words tenderly. However soon he answered it, “Very well, I will stay. However I shall not be annoyed by whatever else happens in the Clan, understood?”


“Its not a clan but a Fortress, human.” Stog said with a small smirk.

“Fine, Fortress.” He answered back while extending his hand to Alaric.

“Welcome to the Clan, High Shaman Estus.” And with those words they shaked on it.

“Now that you have taken care of your first subject, best figure out what the rest will be doing.” Stog chuckled to himself as he got before Alaric, “You will learn, boy, but your word makes things move within the city. If you tell your people to build a new mine shaft, they will do exactly that.”

“So where are you going?” Alaric asked the Dwarven King.

“I’m telling you, figure out what your citizens need to be working on for the next few years. Just like how I told my people to prepare for war, you must tell your own what they should be preparing for and focus on.”

>General focus right now, find out what reaping the local lands brings
>Focus on food, for we need as much as we can right away!
>Get building on that surface shit!
>See about getting arms, just anycase anyone comes knocking!
>Others, as I expect a lot of suggestions
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>>4862299
>>General focus right now, find out what reaping the local lands brings
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>>4862299
>Focus on food, for we need as much as we can right away!

Growth strats, we civilized now.
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>>4862299
>Focus on food, for we need as much as we can right away!
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>>4862299
> 3 things houses, watch towers, farms.

Basic housing to settle out people, watchtowers to watch for orcs and send patrols to exterminate them and then farms to make sustainability.
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>>4862299
>Focus on food, for we need as much as we can right away!
What was that garden thing Stog talked about?
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>>4862299
>Get building on that surface shit!
Clear the lands, make a wall, the rest will follow and flock to within and outside the walls for safety and security, walls and defenses which we will constantly improve and expand.

Build a wizard tower in a reasonable secluded area but within sight of the new fortress, ideally a 10 or 15 minute brisk walk through a dirt path distance.
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>>4862299
>General focus right now, find out what reaping the local lands brings
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>>4862299
>>Get building on that surface shit!
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General Focus
>>4862345
>>4862652
>>4862408 This one is a little confusing. Really its general but he wants his cake and eat it too.

Food
>>4862351
>>4862361
>>4862461

Building things
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>>4862692
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>>4862817
Can i have pie with that cake :p

Ill switch to food to break the tie
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>>4862884
Lol, well luckily I just wrote it that way.
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“I… never of things like that.” Alaric admitted as he tapped his chair, “And this is quite the decision you’ve placed on me.”

“Well my apologies if it is abrupt but shit like this will happen all the time.” Stog answered as he shook his head, “You won’t need to prepare any arms though, since my Fortress can do a much better job than your people.”

“Reassuring.” Alaric’s tone was barred with sarcasm, but it got a nice laugh out of the dwarf as he kept thinking, “Estus, how long do you think the land will last. Really?”

“With the amount of people upon this land, there will not be a wild beast or berry within a few years.” He answered as he looked towards Stog, “So you will give us the secrets of agriculture?”

“Of course, thats no big deal really.” He shook his head to stop his chuckling, “As long as your people don’t teach the Orcs we should be fine. I hate to see what happens if they figure out how to move earth.”

“Secret of Agriculture?” Alaric felt his brow rise at those words, “What are you talking about?”

“In the world there are secrets, such as those of magic and others of life. Things like the secrets to riding held by the Orcs or the taming of animals by some of our tribes.” The High Shaman said as he gripped the amulet, “While they can each be discovered, a wiser people can teach another and thus all will learn of it at some point.”

“Eh, I wouldn’t really worry much about it.” Stog said as he took out a small shroom from his pouch, “You gotta wonder sometimes if all that is nonsense or something. But hey, maybe I can see it happen myself!”

“Then we will focus on getting food.” Alaric determined with a firmness in his voice, “If we starve, then there will be no Fortress of Man.”

“Well then your word has been spoken, I’ll tell my dwarves about it and see if they can salvage some seeds from our old shipments from the Elves.” Stog answered as he started to move, “You see mighty enough to handle a keep by yourself, friend, so I will be heading out. I’ll be sure to send someone over to help ya.”

“Thank you Stog.” Alaric said as he looked over the ruins of his chamber, “I will need to look into getting things cleaned.”

“And while you do that, I will find a chamber for myself.” Estus said as he too descended from the top of the throne room.

Alaric felt himself relax, his body just that little bit less tense as he no longer felt the pain in his gut. However that pain on his nape stayed there, always reminding him that he still had a foe he must face.
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“THERE YOU ARE!” Alaric looked up to see one of his wives running up the stairs to him, “I was wondering where you were!”

“I was fighting Materia. Is there a problem?” Alaric said as he lazed further in his chair.

“Of course, you have plenty of wounds from what I can see. So that means you need some rest too.” She said while walking up to Alaric and kneeling down to him, “So get up, I’m taking you to someplace less bloody.”

“You really want to leave this place now?” Alaric asked as he made a wave of his hand, “This place is mine, my fortress against the world.”

“It is…” The girl, who was about the same age as Alaric looked around for maybe the first time in here, “It is magnificent. So I take it you want to be treated here or something?”

“I think there are some rooms back there.” Alaric answered as he pointed to a door behind the throne, “I’m able enough, we can atleast look for some new chambers.”

“Hmm… sure, if you can still stand.” She said while trying her best to help Alaric up, “Once we get the blood off you and you’ve rested, maybe we can use the quarters while they are still secret.”

“I don’t see why not.”

>Focus on helping with the Agriculture operations
>Try and learn how to rule.
>Giggity giggity, time to make a few children.
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>>4862893
>Try and learn how to rule.
Others can learn to grow, and we have a few years to plant seeds in our farms. I mean woman.
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>>4862892> try to learn how to rule, but in our free time help with the farming like we did the foreman

We should try and find some wisemen to set on properly learnimg agriculture and over seeing the project
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>Giggity giggity, time to make children
"Materia, go get your sister so we can make this a party to celebrate the victory of man"
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>>4862933
Afterwards
>Try and learn how to rule
In our spare time we can help with the farms
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>>4862940
Pardon me QM
>Focus on helping with the Agriculture operations
Only when we have time
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>>4862893
>Try and learn how to rule.

First we secure our authority, then the bloodline. We have multiple wives and probably more in the future, no rush to make heirs. The boss didnt stab us in the balls after all.
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>>4862893
>Try and learn how to rule.
but also
>Try to help in the spare time with the Agriculture operations

Even if we're the new High King of the Fortress, we shouldn't forget our origins as the Leader of the People. We can't help our people if we can't learn their struggles, specially if we're in this together.
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>>4862893
>Giggity giggity, time to make a few children.
Party time
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>>4862893
>Focus on helping with the Agriculture operations
>Try and learn how to rule.
>Giggity giggity, time to make a few children.
All of it!
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>>4862893
>Try and learn how to rule.
We need to figure this shit out. This is my first post in the quest, it's classic fantasy kino.
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>>4862893
>Giggity giggity, time to make a few children.
Can't really call ourselves a dynasty without an heir.
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Learn how to rule
>>4862929
>>4862991
>>4863151

Giggity Giggity
>>4863429
>>4863066

You know, people, you ever heard of focus? Enjoy the indecisive corner
>>4862933
>>4862940
>>4862948
>>4863133
>>4863008
>>4862931
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>>4863634
Write-ins do not include fusing two options I give. Doing that just pisses me off as you are not even thinking out of the box, just trying to cheat the system. However that does not work if you piss off the damned system!
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>>4863636
Ok learn how to rule then
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>>4863636
I'll explain it like this since you guys don't know my reasoning for being so angry. This is what I am actually asking you:

>Focus on helping with the Agriculture operations
You are focusing on building your keep, trying your best to improve the livelihood of your people.

>Try and learn how to rule.
Self improvement, seeing the sovereign as the center of everything when it comes to ancient times. Better rulership means things are better for everyone.

>Giggity giggity, time to make a few children.
Hedonism, indulging in the lifestyle of a debauchery and such.
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>>4863645
in that case
>>Focus on helping with the Agriculture operations
because desu it wasn't really clear before
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Time went by like the wind for Alaric. When he was barely an adult he had slaughtered a great many Orcs and carved out a slab of the world for himself and those who followed him. Sitting upon his throne, the hold around him has changed from a once damp darkness to a modest place to actually call a home.

“Ah, Orcsbane.” The Dwarf Advisor named Hev said as he made it to the throne, “You’re here much earlier than usual.”

“Thats only because I was woken up early this morning.” Alaric answered as he gave a small chuckle, “Matria’s baby was pretty pretty quite, however this morning it wanted to raise a little hell against me.”

“Think it would be because you fucked its mother?”

“If I didn’t do that it would not be alive.”

“You tell him that next time you see the baby.” Hev joked as he shook his head, “How many kids you got kicking around now?”

“Three boys, One to Matria, another to her sister and the last to Ria. I have four girls and two more on the way.” Alaric pointed out as he gave a smirk.

“Quite the bounty I say then.” The Dwarf answered as he looked over the room, “But arn’t you a little worried you might get too many?”

“What do you mean?” Alaric said as he raised his brow.

“Even as your people start to expand and settle all the nearby lands, there might be too many children to keep the realm strong.” The Dwarf said as he gave a huff, “You see, almost all the Dwarven Kings once descended from Kosk, King of the Beginning. After his death, the land was divided between his ten Children, each residing in one of the ten mountain ranges of the world. While most saw eachother as equal, they were to bow to the Primordial King.”

Alaric’s brow furrowed however he did not stop the dwarf, “Continue.”

“Even when they were brothers, the Mountain Thorns broke off almost immediately after the First King’s death. The end of the first Dwarven Era was when the Primordial King was slain not by Orcs, but by his own kin looking to rid themselves of him.”

“So you are suggesting I have less kids?”

“An heir and a spare is enough, as we Dwarves say these days.”

>Sure, maybe time we cut back.
>No, best to spread across the lands and make sure there is atleast some of his children still alive.
>It is our tradition to have many children, for they shall all be warriors. Alaric might have a few more than he previously thought.
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I should say, its been two years.
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>>4863668
>Sure, maybe time we cut back.
quality not quantity lads
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>>4863668
>>Sure, maybe time we cut back.
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>>4863668
>It is our tradition to have many children, for they shall all be warriors. Alaric might have a few more than he previously thought.
As many children as we can manage. Worst case scenario, we make it so that the sons must have an honor duel for the right to rule.
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>>4863668
>>Sure, maybe time we cut back.
the last thing we need is a sibling getting backstab-happy
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>>4863668
>It is our tradition to have many children, for they shall all be warriors. Alaric might have a few more than he previously thought.
And out of them one worthy is chosen and the rest shall follow.
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>>4863668
>It is our tradition to have many children, for they shall all be warriors. Alaric might have a few more than he previously thought.

Just have a clear line of succession and no multiple kings, and a central authority.

Our kids shall work in the government, often with the oldest or most meritocratic being next in line for king.
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Cutting back might be good
>>4863680
>>4863694
>>4863784

Tradition is Tradition!
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>>4863796
>>4863834

Well this is a split, who will break it
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>>4863881
find out next time on dragon ball Z
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lol
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>>4863881
Can we combine it a bit?

Maybe not more kids but making a new tradition of 3 to 5 kids, and making it so lines of succession are part of the new tradition?
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>>4863901
Maybe you misunderstood based on what you voted, Tribals would have dozens of children while you are currently at potentially 9 right now.

If you regret it, maybe taking on so many wives was not a good idea.
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>>4863923
Examples of those who did exactly this:
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>>4863927
Can we vote for another system such as elective monarchy? Where the nobles and the king all vote for one favored to take over or is that too advanced?
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>>4863949
Well that is one of the ideas, HRE was exactly that actually. Which, I mean, it not a bad idea in the end to give all your Children voting rights on who the Dynastic Head is.
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>>4863954
Which voting option is that? Or would it be a write in?
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>>4863957
You are not voting on succession types right now, the question is if you are going to be cranking up the number of Children or not.
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>>4863881
Ahh well ill emd the vote split by going for

>tradition
In the hopes we get the good succession laws
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>>4863668
>No, best to spread across the lands and make sure there is atleast some of his children still alive.
Time to do HRE style
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>>4863972
HRE had some horrible inherent flaws so I'm not sure if that's a great idea.
The constant conflict between the pope and the emperor is maybe the one we don't have but we can still fall victim to member states having too much autonomy, often leading to members acting against the interests of the emperor or foreign monarchs also being rulers of member states.
Personally, I'm more of a fan of the japanese approach of enabling women to technically be emperor but having their husbands as regents, ensuring an unbroken line.
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>>4863972
So long as we don't end up looking like hapsburgs.

Never did like elective monarchy in CK2
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These guys broke it, I hope you all know what you're getting yourselves into.
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>>4863972
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>>4864218
There will always be a scramble for power after the death of a King - we've just ensured that we'll have a full life enjoying many women
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>>4864224
Yup, and quite the interesting next character
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“Hev, while I value your advise I believe in the opposite of that.” Alaric said as he pointed to himself, “For every child that I get, means that my line will not only last longer but those who shall rule it.”

“You’re not afraid of what will happen after?”

“That is something for another time, as we prepare ourselves for it.” Alaric admitted as he thought to himself, “And in any case, it seems there are a few more people settling down near the riverbed.”

“Indeed.” The Dwarf answered as he straightened himself, “While the starting crops have been pitiful, it seems that our most recent crop has grown large enough that the fortress can be fed. Though it takes the entire fortress to farm those lands.”

“Still the plows Stog gave us have been a good help.” Alaric mentioned, “With a few of our beasts we were able to make the work of ten men with that.”

“It is sad that we do not have ten oxen like those.” The Dwarf mentioned.

“With that known, has anything else come up?” Alaric asked with a small ponder to himself.

“I think I know of one.” Matria, Alaric’s second but most able wife called out as she walked up with a child in her hands, “Leaving all by myself to take care of your child, how rude~!”

“Well I don’t… really know what to do for him.” Alaric admitted while scratching his wounded eye.

“Maybe you will value your child more if you gave him a more proper name.” She said back to him.

“Maybe, however you also call him child.”

“Well thats just because I have not been able to corner you about it.” She fired back with a pout, “Come on, he is your first. Surely we can both come up with a good one together.”

>We need to name not only him, but the second and third child of Alaric’s. Do it or I will make them silly.
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>>4864243

> Alaric

> Whatever the Foreman's name actually was

> Fortage
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>>4864243
>roderic
>theodoric
>athanaric
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>>4864243
>Possible names
In any case i'm going to left names for male and female (Some invented, thers that come to my mind, and others that actually have a meaning)
Bram, Enric, Ülrich, Kalte, Ügir, Svelt, Straus, Ardem, Fjörd, Dragonslav

Wilhelmine, Dragonslava, Amice, Anelise, Aether, Sage, Ame, Sage, Mitria, Eredith, Deas
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Give ya'll about 20 minutes to chose out of the names above.
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Alright, I get to choose out of these
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Alaric looked at the child that was cradled in his Wife’s arms for a moment, thinking to himself, “How about we name him… Theoric.”

“Theoric, why that?”

“Just a name I thought of.” Alaric admitted as he leaned back and looked at the child, “Theoric seems just a name for him to possess.”

The woman seemed to think to herself as she raised the child before her, “Very well, your name is Theoric, how do you like that?”

The child, being a child, simply gave a smile as it was given possession of the first thing it ever had in life.

“Now that that is taken care of, why doesn’t your father hold you?” She launched on Alaric by quickly placing the child on his lap.

“Hey now, why are you-”

“Now now, you should take care of your children. Lest they end up just like you.”

Alaric looked at her for a moment, then back to the child. The little thing seemed content to just sit on his lap and look out at the mobs of people running around. Such an odd fellow, “Fine, he can stay here.”

“Be sure to bring him back later then.” Matria said as she walked down the steps, “I need to clean some things, but don’t be late for dinner, understand?”

“Of course, I would not miss it for the world.” Alaric joked as he watched her walk down the steps.

With a little time given, Alaric played a little with his child as he let it grab his finger. Due to his immense size, the little guy was barely able to wrap his hands around it. It was honestly really funny to watch.

The moment of laxness was given, however with it Alaric felt a small bit of pain. Well he would not say it was pain, more akin to being out of breath than anything else. Sometimes his body was like this, where he barely even moved a muscle but it felt like he just fought a grand battle.

“High Chief!” A man called out as he quickly ascended the steps, “Some of the clansmen came back from the west, they bring news of a tribe nearby.”

“Of our people?”

“Yes, sir!” The person answered as he seemed out of breath too, “What should we do about them?”

>Invite their leader to the halls, see if they wish to join.
>A preemptive attack will be just, capture as many as you can.
>Ignore them, if they want to do anything we will make them pay
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>>4864534
>Invite their leader to the halls, see if they wish to join.
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>>4864534
>A preemptive attack will be just, capture as many as you can.
Its that asshole half brother dude who give us head trama.

I'd rather scout it out first but..... not an option.
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>>4864534
>invite their leader to the halls.

Can we have our people on guard? I dont want to be like there is no threat but we shouldnt be dicks either.
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>>4864534
>Ask for the men if the leader that came give any name

In case is our cunt of half brother

>Let him in with a small group of maximum 6 men and tell the guards inside the Fortress to look intimidating

In case is someone we don't know the name of

>Invite the leader to the halls and that he can come inside with maximum 10 warrior, and that someone brings some food and water to them.

In case it's any other man's clan that would like to join us, we should at least give a nice first impression
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Also, now that I think about it we should talk to Estus about the pain we fill when we move. Surely there's something going on, and it would be nice if we take care of it soon.

Maybe, the fact that we grow so strong and tall has some unatural factor?
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>>4864604
Boneitus
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>>4864604
Its what a grudge feels like, money on it going away when we deal with Dad and half bro.
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>>4864534
>Invite their leader to the halls, see if they wish to join.
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>>4864534
>Invite their leader to the halls, see if they wish to join.
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Invite the leader
>>4864550
>>4864593
>>4864601
>>4864690
>>4864717

Preemptive strike
>>4864551
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“We are not enemies of man, introduce us and ask them to come before me.” Alaric said to the fellow as he made sure his child was balanced on a single leg.

“Understood sir!” the soldier answered before running down the steps back into the realm proper.

Time went by, and Alaric had to think to himself for a little bit. Maybe he should go visit Estus and see if the fellow could check up on these breathing problems. It would not be good if they just kept happening. But, that was for another time, as Alaric’s eyes glazed upon a strong looking fellow looking both confused and walking up the steps.

“Hail, child of man!” Hev the Dwarf announced as the person slowly moved up, “You have come to the court of High King Alaric, wielder of Fortage’s Sword! State your name, so that we may learn who you are and from where.”

“Axel, I… come from the West!” The fellow answered as he looked around for a few more moments, “Where am I?”

“You are in my fortress, known to the Dwarfs as either Heskle or the Fortress of Man. I have yet to decide which one to use myself.” Alaric called out as he looked over the fellow, “As to how I got it, I have slain Warboss Adgore.”

“Y-You killed the Warboss!” The Captain’s eyes widened as he heard those words, “W-what do you want of me? If you desire my people to not be upon your land I understand as its your right as Adgore’s slayer.”

>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
>Corece him into Joining the Kingdom
>Ask him to simply not east anymore, for all in this direction is Alaric’s
>Try and form a sorta alliance, which means more wifes for Alaric.
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>>4864849
>>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
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>>4864849
I think we should ask about him and the news outside or Fortress before anything else, so i'm voting for

>Ask about his people and what they viewed while coming to our Fortress
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>>4864849
>>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
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>>4864849

>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
long and short of it should be "don't worry, senpai we won't fuck with you so long as you don't fuck with us but we could use your help with agriculture and the like, after all if i want my tribe to live and not just survive we need to be able to kill orcs and that starts with a well-fed population and army"
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>>4864849
>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
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>>4864849
>Ask him straight up if he wants to join the realm, learn the secrets of Agriculture
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>>4864849
>>4864895
>Ask about his people and what they viewed while coming to our Fortress
We need to learn more of these people.
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Come and learn
>>4864861
>>4864957
>>4865010
>>4865047
>>4865165

Asking about the fortress and why he is here
>>4865258
>>4864895
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“That is easy, fellow man.” Alaric almost laughed as he looked over the fellow with a widening smile, “However before I answer that, may I ask you about your people and why you have come this direction?”

“My clan is that of the Clows.” The man answered as Alaric noticed a small bird embroiled upon the man’s clothing, “And we have come this direction because the Orcs have stopped coming at us.”

“So they have?”

“They have, so we saw no reason to stay where we were at.” The fellow looked upon Alaric, trying to recover from the scene a few moments ago, “We were curious as to why they were gone, and decided to make our way over to see it.”

“I have simply put the fear of death into the Orc and taught them we humans shall no longer be trampled upon.” Alaric said to him, “So I take it the High Chief has yet to come this way as well?”

“He cares little for us, and will not stir as we further ourselves from him. He would only care if someone starts stealing his women.” The man answered as he looked upon Alaric, “Do you fear retribution for taking his spot?”

“I simply wish to know where the bastard is, he is the bastard who failed to beat back Adgore at the Mountain Gap.”

“Thats indeed a blunder of his, and whatever you do to him I think would be warrented.” The fellow answered as he looked at Alaric, “Is there anything else you need from me?”

“Two more things, first I wish to know where the Teeks are.”

“Those idiots?” The man shook his head as he looked at Alaric, “We’ve broken ties with them a few years ago after that disastrous battle. Last I heard the Chief has died and the oldest has taken his position.”

“Do you know his name?” Alaric said as his eyes narrowed upon the man.

“Pol the Lucky, I believe his name was.”

Alaric felt his blood pump, the only thing keeping him upon his chair was the child resting upon his knee. The pain in his neck, so ever present it is, became only stronger as he shook his head, “Thank you for that information, I want to ask you something. I want your tribe to join us, and I will give you protection unlike that the High Chief could ever give you. With my proposal, you get to settle down and join as I create a massive empire never seen before.”

“That sounds great, but I think those were the same words the High Chief’s ancestors used for mine.” The fellow said while shaking his head, “Thus I will need to decline. Will you let me go free?”

“I will, as it was a genuine proposal I had.” Alaric told him, “Be on your way then, and if you ever reconsider during your travels east come back.”

“Thank you, I will make my leave then.”

As the fellow leaved Hev leaned into Alaric, “So what did these Teeks do to you?”

“They are simply where I came from, but not what I am now.” Alaric answered as he sharpness in his voice, “What of it?”

“Do you want to send some people that direction and see what they are up to?” The Dwarf asked with a hint of deviousness in his eyes.
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>Sure, send forth a group to see their happenings.
>No, Alaric needs all his people here
>Check the East instead, incase the Greenskins desire to make another invasion.
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>>4865534
>Sure, send forth a group to see their happenings.

Tell the group to take some merch as pose as wandering traders
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>>4863645
giving some more details and context to options like this post here would probably cut down on us trying to do it all or more than one option. Most of us have been spoiled by getting customized options or hybrid mixed options that get enough support from other quests.
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>>4865646
Its simply the idea that you cannot do everything at once. For example, I use to have questions be possible choices but I have realized that its a really dumb thing to do. I should not expect you guys to mix them, and if I know the questions why don't I just answer them as the QM? If its an actual question I never answered, than that can simply be placed into the chat and I will see about answering it either IC or here.

As for the others, well, again its people trying to make their cake and eat it too. You are mortal, and cannot do anything. I might just make it so if people do that, it will cause something like Stress in CK3. You are overexerting yourself to do everything at once, thus your life is not so peachy.
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>>4865578
>>Sure, send forth a group to see their happenings.

I like the merchant cover idea.
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>>4865534
>Check the East instead, incase the Greenskins desire to make another invasion.
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>>4865534
>Sure, send forth a group to see their happenings.
Fist step before we take on the false high king and unify all human tribes on this continent.
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>>4865663
>it will cause something like Stress in CK3
Declare a war on your neighbor and get several thousands of people killed till your character feels better. It always works for my guy.
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Super secret merchant dwarfspyman.
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>>4865536
>Sure, send forth a group to see their happenings.
whaddya buying ?
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SEND THE MERCHAT SPIES!
>>4865578
>>4865672
>>4865766
>>4865778 - I laughed
>>4865784

Check the East
>>4865714
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“I think sending some men over to check out the west is a good idea, however…” Alaric picked up Theoric and looked over the child, “How much things like food and metals do we have?”

“What are you suggesting?” Hev asked in a little bit of confusion.

“If we are good at making food, I do not see why we cannot give it to others for things they have.” Alaric grew a small smile as things were finalized in his mind, “Who knows what can happen. Not only will we know the goings on across the west but we might be able to eat things other than mushrooms.”

“A good idea, there.” The Dwarf laughed as he thought to himself, “Once, long ago we Dwarfs and Elves traded weapons and food. However when the Elves became content and decadent they abandoned us in our holds. There was a little spark during the Incursion of the Demon Lord, but you heard how that went I am sure.”

“The Dwarfs faced the brunt of it to buy time for the Champion of Order to slay it?”

“Yup, though I personally think the Elves were just lazy bastards who did not want to fight. So in their genius they got someone else to do it for them!” The Dwarf shook his head at whatever times he was told, “However I get the feeling their era is coming to an end.”

“Well there is no more Orcs to go kill them, so what are you suggesting?”

“Easy, humans seem capable enough and much more agreeable than them.” Hev declared as he got out what Alaric learned was a flask of alcohol, “If we Dwarfs can bring you guys up right, well, you might cover the entire surface world.”

“And from that, you dominate the earth?” Alaric summarized back to him.

“And you guys don’t have a brother sharing a little bit of the land too.” Hev joked with a smirk.

“Well you guys tend to hang out where its a little too short for us!”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, unless you want me to smack ya over the head for that!”

The two laughed after that, days becoming years once again.

>Focus on the Merchant activities
>Make sure the Kids are raised right!
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case

The more you choose, the more stress accumulates.
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>>4865918
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case

There must only be one Kingdom of Man, the High Chieftain must fall. The Grudges must be settled.
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>>4865918
>Focus on the Merchant activities

First, we consolidate men
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>>4865918
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case
We could put our kids into bootcamp. Just saying.
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>>4865918
>Make sure the Kids are raised right!
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case

Both are equally important
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>>4865918
>Make sure the Kids are raised right!
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case
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>>4865918
>Make sure the Kids are raised right!
>Make sure an army is prepared, just in case
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>>4865918
>Make sure Army is ready, just in case, participate in drills personali and take your kids with you during practice

I have been wandering, how tall is Alaric really?
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>>4865918
>>Make sure the Kids are raised right!
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>>4866067
>>4866023
>>4865976
Remeber the whole dont vote for 2 things talked about not even a vote ago????? New or just memory of a goldfish?


>>4865918
>make sure the kids are raised right.
I imagine we have good motivation too after our shitshow of an upbringing.
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>>4866216
No you can, just adverse to your health
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Children and army
>>4865976
>>4866023
>>4866067

Prepare the army
>>4865933
>>4865971
>>4866089

Raise the kids right
>>4866201
>>4866216

Merchant Focus
>>4865962
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>>4866260
Its tight, maybe if we can get a tie break in 15 minutes that would be good.
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>>4866260
Alright, reading one of the posts they are really a children and army, so enjoy!
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>>4866281
Ruler would it be possible to know how much each action takes, like 4 years, just some minutes and what not. If it s possible, if not is completely fine

Answer when you are done with the post, i can wait.
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>>4866296
Um, you know that is a good point. I will say Alaric's life is gone at the end of this thread, so about another irl week. We are skipping about 8 years with this post, making Alaric around 30.
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The next few years were much harder on Alaric than he would let on. Such was the issue with trying his best to further his people and prepare them for whatever was to come.

“HYA!” Yelled Theoric as he took a wooden sword and tried to chop his brother. The other child quickly brought his weapon up and defended against the strike. However he did was simply taking the hit, with Theoric trying his best to break the wooden sword in half.

“Anthantric, bash him to the side and give him a hit!!” Alaric yelled to his progeny.

“GAH!” The child known as Anthantric did exactly as he was ordered, using his remaining strength to move Theoric’s sword to the side and trying to strike a hit.

However, probably thanks to Alaric’s demand, Theoric was quick to take his blade and block his brother. However he seemed to learn from his brother’s mistake, instead quickly parrying his strike and striking a decisive blow against his brother.

“Alright, thats enough you two.” Alaric declared as he looked upon the two with a worn smirk, “Come over and get some milk in your stomachs.”

The two boys looked in his direction, panting for a moment before walking their way towards Alaric. This here really was a normal occurrence, as Alaric did not want his children to grow weak. However, add into that he did not want them to be ignored, so Alaric tended to take them out when he was looking over the greater forces and give them a little practice.

Yup, since Alaric turned his head to the series of men all training themselves with spears and sometimes a wooden sword. It had been around eight years since Alaric decided to work, ten since they settled this city. At least for now, they learned the seasons of when you can and can’t grow crops. That was also compounded by the sheer amount of food they have been getting from their crops.

Maybe because they were eleven, but the quality of food has skyrocketed for his people. Why were they even managing a pretty nice surplus which made trading with the rest of humanity fruitful.

Though Alaric still wondered where they were getting all those precious resources from, those that his fellow humans gave him.

“Th-thank you dad.” Theoric said as he took a sip of Alaric’s jug of freshly milked milk.

“Ooooooohhhhhh I needed that.” Anthantric said before collapsing on the ground, well, like a child.

It seemed that the training was coming along well enough for the other men, so Alaric wondered if he really needed to stay around here. Today was Theoric and Anthantric’s day, but Alaric had… uh, fifty kids? He was struggling to keep their names straight for crying out loud!

Ugh, it seems like every child he has seems to take a little bit more out of him. While he loved him all, they all might be taking Alaric to an early grave!

>Go visit Deep King Stog with these kids in toe
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
>Chat with the Merchants, learn what is happening
>Maybe visit the wives...
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The next few years were much harder on Alaric than he would let on. Such was the issue with trying his best to further his people and prepare them for whatever was to come.

“HYA!” Yelled Theoric as he took a wooden sword and tried to chop his brother. The other child quickly brought his weapon up and defended against the strike. However he did was simply taking the hit, with Theoric trying his best to break the wooden sword in half.

“Anthantric, bash him to the side and give him a hit!!” Alaric yelled to his progeny.

“GAH!” The child known as Anthantric did exactly as he was ordered, using his remaining strength to move Theoric’s sword to the side and trying to strike a hit.

However, probably thanks to Alaric’s demand, Theoric was quick to take his blade and block his brother. However he seemed to learn from his brother’s mistake, instead quickly parrying his strike and striking a decisive blow against his brother.

“Alright, thats enough you two.” Alaric declared as he looked upon the two with a worn smirk, “Come over and get some milk in your stomachs.”

The two boys looked in his direction, panting for a moment before walking their way towards Alaric. This here really was a normal occurrence, as Alaric did not want his children to grow weak. However, add into that he did not want them to be ignored, so Alaric tended to take them out when he was looking over the greater forces and give them a little practice.

Yup, since Alaric turned his head to the series of men all training themselves with spears and sometimes a wooden sword. It had been around eight years since Alaric decided to work, ten since they settled this city. At least for now, they learned the seasons of when you can and can’t grow crops. That was also compounded by the sheer amount of food they have been getting from their crops.

Maybe because they were eleven, but the quality of food has skyrocketed for his people. Why were they even managing a pretty nice surplus which made trading with the rest of humanity fruitful.

Though Alaric still wondered where they were getting all those precious resources from, those that his fellow humans gave him.

“Th-thank you dad.” Theoric said as he took a sip of Alaric’s jug of freshly milked milk.

“Ooooooohhhhhh I needed that.” Anthantric said before collapsing on the ground, well, like a child.

It seemed that the training was coming along well enough for the other men, so Alaric wondered if he really needed to stay around here. Today was Theoric and Anthantric’s day, but Alaric had… uh, fifty kids? He was struggling to keep their names straight for crying out loud!

Ugh, it seems like every child he has seems to take a little bit more out of him. While he loved him all, they all might be taking Alaric to an early grave!

>Go visit Deep King Stog with these kids in toe
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
>Chat with the Merchants, learn what is happening
>Maybe visit the wives...
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>>4866328
>Go visit Deep King Stog with these kids in toe
Is there anything you can learn my little rats?
Writing? Smithing? Craftmanship? Fighting? Stonework? Because I don't know what I can teach them all.
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>>4866328
>>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up

>>4866302
good, i wouldn t like to vote for an action and he becomes already an old man, without knowing it at least.
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>>4866328
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
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>>4866328
>>Go visit Deep King Stog with these kids in toe
gotta love children and educate them well
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>>4866328
>Go visit Deep King Stog with these kids in toe
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>>4866328
>go visit deep king strog with the kids in toe

I agree with
>>4866342
We should try and get some of our children' apprenticeships with the dwarves to foster good future relations and expand skill sets. It would be good if some are forgemasters as well as warriors.

In fact i would go so far to say this trading of chidren should become ruitualized so all future generations do it. Strog should have a child or 2 raised with men as well for the same reason.
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>>4866328
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
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>>4866328
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
Guess we'll never get to settle the grudge or unify humanity.
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The Deep King
>>4866342
>>4866395
>>4866400
>>4866406

Estus, whats my health lookin'
>>4866387
>>4866394
>>4866440
>>4866807
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I'mma go with Deep King and Kids since it seems more entertaining.
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>>4866328
>See how Estus is going, maybe for a health check up
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>>4867260
Yay
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They way over towards the Dwarf’s proper hold was a long one. However even with it being long there was not real danger in traveling the underground passages towards the Stronghold. Really, the Dwarfs have done a good job keeping it clean ever since they opened the halls back. Why even some shrubbery was growing there, whatever kind of plant can do that without sunlight Alaric would not know.

With things cleaned up and a small cart moving things too and from, it was closing onto Evening as Alaric finally arrived at the Stronghold.

As usual the place was bustling, much more than when Alaric once lived there. Thanks to the food coming in from his own fortress, the Dwarfs have been able to start focusing on mining. Though that also made things there much hotter than usual, being that the forgess night never actually sleep these days.

“Wow.” Theoric said as he looked around at the massive amount of folks running around, “So this is where the Dwarfs live!?”

“Yup, and we are going to see a good friend of mine. Normally he comes by the keep for a drink or two, but I never showed him you buggers.” Alaric laughed as they marched on forward, “I know he has a few kids, but they are much older than you all.”

“How much?”

“Fifty.”

“F-fifty!?” The Kid’s eyes widened as he looked at Alaric, “How old are you dad?”

“Thirty years, I think.” He admitted with a small chuckle, “It was quite a shock to all of us when we figured it out. Apparently their people will live on towards four hundred, sometimes six if they are healthy enough.”

“Th-that means…”

“Yup, even when I pass these fellows will barely have aged. So you better be nice to them and such, since they hold grudges.”

“G-got it!”

It was soon after their talk was done that they arrived at the great hall of the Dwarfs. It was similarly built to Alaric’s however instead there were a bunch of Dwarfs and someone else sitting on the throne.

“You idiots got it! Dig any deeper and you might spill into the underworld!” Stog called out as he was battering on his throne towards some miners.

“Sorry Deep King, we should have been more thoughtful about it.” The Dwarf said.

“Begone now,” The Dwarven King called out as he looked up, “it seems I have guests.”

“Pleasure seeing you Stog.” Alaric said as he came up the staircase, “It’s been a little while.”

“A month in your time is not that long in ours.” Stog answered before giving a chuckle, “But I’ll take an excuse to get drunk.”

“Maybe we can later.” Alaric said as he brought his children over, “However I thought I introduce you to the next generation.”

The Dwarf blinked for a moment, then looked at the kids at Alaric’s feet. In a moment he gave a mighty laugh, “By my beard, you already have two!”

>Talk about educating some of his kids by the Dwarfs.
>Bullshit, maybe learn a little bit more about the world.
>Hammer out things that the Dwarfs need, maybe see about setting up some new keeps.
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Looks like this one will carry into the night. Yup, I spent too much time playing 40k.
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>>4867308
>>Talk about educating some of his kids by the Dwarfs.
Sorry man, if youve been playing too much 40k ive been lopping off too many heads in Chiv 2
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>>4867308
>Hammer out things that the Dwarfs need, maybe see about setting up some new keeps.
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>>4867308
>talk about educating some of his kids by the dwarves and vise versa.

Exchange program for noble children. It historically works to keep good relations. Will be even more important as we are different races.
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>>4867308
>Talk about educating some of his kids by the Dwarfs.
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>>4867308
>Talk about educating some of his kids by the Dwarfs.
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>>4867308
>>Talk about educating some of his kids by the Dwarfs.
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Education, I expected this to win but wrote so much already.
>>4867433
>>4867570 - I did not expect the idea of a Fantasy Academy to come up so quick.
>>4867653
>>4867655
>>4867704

Well, hammering is something the Dwarfs know.
>>4867503
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“Two?” Theoric questions for a moment before furrowing his brow, “But I have fifty brothers and sisters.”

In a flash, the face of Stog began to grow just a little bit pale as he heard those words. He coughed a good bit, “F-fifty kids! How to you expect to take care of them all!”

“Well that comes to one of the reasons I came over here.” Alaric started with a small grin, “I want to send a few of them over here as Apprentices once they are old enough. Just like the experience that you gave me when I was here.”

“So you want your children educated by us Dwarfs?” Stog, quicker on the ball than most dwarfs, gave a hearty laugh as he shook his head, “How many of them even know how to read and write?”

“Reading and writing, like the thing your scribes do?” Alaric said as he pointed to a fellow in the corner, “Uh, you can teach them that?”

“By the Evercrystal, then we will need to get to them early!” The Dwarf announced as he hopped off his throne and walked up to Theoric and Anathantric, “So how old are these little ones?”

“Both are ten, Theoric is the older one by a couple of weeks.” Alaric informed the Dwarf.

“Your people do grow fast.” He said while looking the child over, “And he will be an adult in six years?”

“Yup, take it you remember that from when I lived here.”

“Aye, that is the truth.” The Dwarf declared before nodding to himself, “It takes a quite few years for us Dwarfs to learn how to read and write, though most of the time we are just beating the idiots till they grow up to be mature dwarfs. If they are as bright as you they might be able to learn fast.”

“So you are going to teach them this… writing thing first? I do have quite a few who will grow up mighty fine for helping the smiths.”

“Well lets start with their brains first, since if I remember correctly they placed you in one of the colder smithies. Definitely not sending them into the mines, since you fellows can’t see without lights.” He said before looking back at Alaric, “I can take maybe fifteen of them, lets try maybe four years old and work our way up from there.”

“And how long you planning on keeping them?”

“Five years, at the very least so they learn how to be civil.”

>Sounds like a good idea
>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
>Three years tops, send them home occasionally too.
>Lets give it a year, then we’ll send more.
And thus the Dwarfs became the center of academia. Fucking hell.
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>>4868046
>Sounds like a good idea!
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>>4868046
>>Sounds like a good idea

We will pay them visits time to time
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>>4868046
>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
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>>4868046
>>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
they're not as tough as alaric am so i doubt they can stand as much punishment
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>>4868046
>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
MF Dwarf surely wack their childrens in the head when they dobad things, they can even resist a big fucking stab in the stomach, it would be better if we make sure they don't get killed by accident
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>>4868046
>sounds like a good idea
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>>4868046
>Sounds like a good idea
>And now we need to think about human apprenticeship. Builders? Warriors? Healers? Our wizard friend?
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>>4868046
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>>4868046
>>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
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>>4868046
>Three years tops, send them home occasionally too.

Well we better start making large distilleries and breweries on the surface. Make the good strong stuff too and with flavour.
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>>4868046
>Sure, but don’t beat any of them harder than I would
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Sounds Good
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>>4868117

Dont beat them
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>>4868628

Three Years max
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“That sounds like something I can agree to.” Alaric admitted as he thought to himself, “Though what about your people?”

“I don’t really know if you all have anything yet that would be of interest.” The Dwarf admitted as he shook his head, “Not to mention that you need the help more than us if none of you can read or write.”

“Atleast consider it, otherwise I will see it as a debt to your people.”

“Don’t worry about that, if there is going to be a debt it might be ours.” The Dwarf admitted with a small laugh, “We are seeing more food come through here than ever before in our lifetimes. Raising mankind from squalor is tribalism is an honor that both of our people enjoy.”

“Alright then, then we will organize this more later. For now, lets show these two your keep.”

“Haha, and it will be a grand tour.”

A couple of days went by after that, with Stog giving Theoric and Anathantric a tour of the most illustrious keep of the Dwarfs. Alaric wondered if they were inspired by it, thanks in fact to how wide their eyes were wherever they went.

Soon thought they needed to go home, to which the first thing Alaric saw was one of his merchant spies hanging out at the entrance.

“Alaric, I have something I want to talk to you about.” He said while looking at the two kids at Alaric’s sides, “You might want to send the young ones away.”

“Hmm, very well.” Alaric agreed, waving the children to leave him alone and go visit their mother. Once the little ones were gone, Alaric gave the fellow an angered stare, “So, what's the issue?”

“There are stirrings in the west, it seems the new High Chief has started to gather together an army.”

“Its not like we have been doing the same, but why is it troubling you?”


“It seems the Chief has expanded his pillaging. We have finally found out that they have been attacking Elven settlements in their direction, and well, I have caught wind that they are starting to fight harder resistance.”

“What does that mean for us?” Alaric’s eyes narrowed as the trader became only more panicked.

“I fear that they might come towards us, as the recent High Chief still sees us as part of his people. Either that or they will be looking for more able places to seek spoils.”

“And since we have grown so large, even if they wanted just Elven loot they will be coming through here?”

“Aye, that is what I fear.”

>Look into building fortifications across Alaric’s lands.
>raise the levies and army, prepare for war.
>A preemptive strike is the best.
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>>4868707
>>A preemptive strike is the best.
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>>4868707
>A preemptive strike is the best

We should use our normal conan like ways. March up there with an army and state that we hear this high king claims dominion over us. If they so wish to prove it then fight us on single combat.
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>>4868707
>A preemptive strike is the best.
Guy must be old by now, we are still young, have killed and dueled more and hardier enemies. Lets not let him gain strength., this is our chance to unify the people.
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>>4868707
>A preemptive strike is the best.
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Plenty of votes, preemptive attack!
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“Then there is no reason to dilly dally as he raises men to come fight me.” Alaric delcared as he looked upon his keep, “Go back to your activities, but know that your words have not fallen on deaf ears.”

“Thank you, Chief Alaric.”

“I am a King, for we are no longer like those folks in the west or the east.” Alaric declared as he marched forward.

It was thanks to his early preparation that the army was raised within a few months of hearing the activity. Being the middle of summer, Alaric’s farmers were able to leave their fields to come help him with this coming battle. He knew it would hurt his Kingdom, however that was the price to pay to extinguish fires before they catch alight.

Alaric would not allow the High Chief to pillage his lands, not as long as he was still alive.

“Agh, so much walking!” Hev declared as he rested his feet over a campfire, “You see, this is the reason we Dwarfs prefer staying underground. When you’re underground, you can get to anything within a few days and not need to deal with… terrain.”

“Well it might be because you have stubby legs.” Alaric joked as he bit into a recently killed deer, “Though we are not lucky either, I much prefer to ride one of those wolfs if I knew how to ride it.”

“Feeling jealous of the Greenskins now? Remember we were also the ones who put them into the furnaces.”

“Yeah yeah, still wonder how they do that.”

“Maybe you can steal the secret of riding wolves from them.” Hev joked as he looked over the Horizon towards a small valley of mountains, “I take it thats where we are going?”

“It seems like it, makes sense why the Orcs never really overwhelmed the High Chief if those damned mountains are in the way.”

“Aye, but after them our quary will be there.” Hev said to Alaric with a sharp eye, “So, King of the Surface, whats your plan for this?”

>Challenge the High Chief to a duel
>Burn their huts to the ground, for even considering raiding us
>A simple show of sepremacy, parade around and make sure everyone knows we mean business
>Others?
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>>4869011
>Begin to break his raiding parties at are going to the Elves and other lands, make it so he fears leaving his little mountain valley. In time his people will demand he comes to face us
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>>4869011
>challenge the high king to a duel. He dares claim to rule over us!

We should do this and when we slay the high king have the tibes dispearse or join us. If any children claim to be the high king we duel em as well all the way down the family tree if we have too just like the greenskon boss.
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>>4869080
>supporting high IQ anons plan
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>>4869080
>supporting
death by 1000 cuts
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>>4869011
>Challenge the High Chief to a duel
Lets get this over with.
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>>4869011
>>Challenge the High Chief to a duel
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>>4869080
Supporting this
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>>4869080
>Supporting this.

>>4869440
>Greentexting for this anon if you'll allow it, QM.
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>>4869482
I will not, sorry, but that gets confusing fast.
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Start raising them!
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>>4869115
>>4869195
>>4869482

A DUEL!
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“Easy, I’m going to teach them that engaging in barbarism is something we humans shall never do again.” Alaric said with a devious but also righteous smile upon his face.

“Okay?” The dwarf said before his eyes began to widen, quickly punching Alaric in the arm, “That's genius! Hitting them where it will hurt!”

“Thats the idea.”

Soon the days became nights, then days again. The Warband that Alaric formed made their way towards the South West, crossing through what at first was forests into more dangerous mountains. However thanks to the rudimentary knowledge of Hev, their expedition did not face anything too grave during the cross.

It was after this that they began their march. There was obvious ruins of previous raids and sackings, leaving behind a variety of areas that stuck out like infections. Alaric’s company went by a good bit of them, and while they did notice a straggler or two those folk ran faster than any person Alaric had seen in his lifetime.

And all he got was a chuckle from his companion, “Damned Elves, even when we are here to rescue them they curse barbarians then run for the hills.”

“Yeah, we keep seeing a few of them still alive but where are their dead?” Alaric asked as they continued walking forward.

“Well thats just a mystery, but the reason is quite simple.” The Dwarf said as he shook his head, “Those bastards are so perfect, that if you kill one of them, their body goes poof.”

“Poof?”

“Best the elders described it.” The Dwarf admitted with a shrug, “According to the legends, they are being swept up into the afterlife by their God. Something about not allowing such perfect beings to be spoiled upon the earth.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

It was a few moments later that something crossed Alaric’s vision, small fires in the distance. The cries of pain were enough to make him smile, as they finally caught a group.

>Go slaughter indiscriminately
>Give the Raiders a chance to atone, joining Alaric’s army
>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>>4869972
>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>Go slaughter indiscriminately
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>>4869972
>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>>4869972
>>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>>4869972
>>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>>4869972
>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.
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>>4869734
Fair enough, it was worth a shot.

>>4869440
Time to start greentexting if you make a difference, buddy.

>>4869972
>Send scouts to track them, see about meeting up with a bigger camp.