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>The civilisation gets -0.03 Militarism.
>The civilisation gets +5 Equality and Happiness.
>The civilisation gets -5 Security.
Not only should the perpetrator serve as a slave as atonement for his crimes, but steps must be taken to ensure that something like this never occurs again. The blood-drinking soldiery shall be barred from 'sowing seed' – if they wish to lay with women and sire sons, there are many Anamilivic who would be all too happy to oblige. Putting a child in a woman against her wishes is something that only the Grovic do – the Vuvovic should be above such foul behaviour.
The common folk of the chiefdom breathe a sigh of relief. They no longer need to fear the prospect of lecherous blood-drinkers having their way with their sisters and daughters – or so they had hoped. There is a marked drop in these incidents, yet at the fringes of Croglatovic territory where the Vuvovic guard the borders from Scagravic and Tibuk raiders, very little changes. The blood-drinkers are a law unto themselves in the borderlands and no one dares to challenge them, no matter how many laws they break.
Twenty-five years pass.
Before long, the ancient Traclan passes away and Tagudil soon follows in her footsteps. They are replaced by Shacol, a boisterous and aggressive chieftain who yearns for the respect of the blood-drinkers and longs to leave behind a legacy that rivals Sitrun's, and Baslagan, a Sitrunic supremacist who harbours nothing but disgust for those who refuse to devote themselves to the Allmother. At one great feast in particular, the two co-rulers call upon all of the tribal leaders of the chiefdom – not to mediate a dispute, but to provide them with counsel.
For you see, the chieftain and the saint have both agreed that the river bug tribe must be conquered.
<span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s">Entering a Special Situation: Tibuk Trauma.</span></span>
Some of the family heads and village leaders are appalled by this decision, but they are powerless to refuse Shacol and Baslagan. When the chieftain and the saint agree on a course of action, their word is law and it cannot be disputed. It is for the council to handle the logistics of such a conquest, however.
This decision has been made during a great feast, at the end of autumn. By the time that a force has been mustered, the Grascan will be deep in the throes of winter. An army that is forced to march through bitter cold, beneath freezing rain and against howling winds may find itself suffering from poor morale. On the other hand, while the warmth of spring might invigorate the warriors of the Croglatovic, it may do the same for the Tibuk.
There's also the matter of how many warriors should be called to arms. The majority of the Vuvovic have duties unrelated to the Tibuk – if every last blood-drinker is sent against them, the Scagravic border will be left unguarded, taxes will go uncollected and traders will be left vulnerable without their escorts.
