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>The civilisation gets +5 Cohesion and Happiness.
Diclatan is in the right, or so the council believes. There is no need for change. If a woman wishes to fight or work alongside her man, it is not his place to stop her. If a woman wishes to refrain from hardship or combat so that she might raise her child, that is her decision.
Some of the Anamilivic are a little disappointed by this decision that defies the sacred duality of An and Il, but they are not influential or upset enough for this to have any significant impact. In fact, the majority of the Croglatovic are rather pleased that the status quo has been preserved.
Twenty-five years pass.
The chiefdom has arrived at a precarious threshold. For every adherent of Sitrun, there is a Crodrocravic doubter or an Anamilivic dualist. Their beliefs have become more prevalent in Croglatovic society and by this point, the Sitrunic have learned not to shun them. Instead, in the arenas of every village, it is common for members of these different denominations to test each other to contests of faith and rhetoric, as a peaceful method of resolving religious differences.
In other good news, the slave population has declined to a more manageable level. Half a century has passed since the river bugs were claimed by the chiefdom and with every day, there are less and less thralls who remember what it was like to be Tibuk. Revolts grow rarer by the day and for the most part, the descendants of this lost tribe are little more than Grovic. They're not organised enough to cause any real trouble for the chiefdom.
>The civilisation gets +5 Cohesion, Security and Happiness.
Sapucal lives for almost another twenty years before he passes away, due to the consumption of tainted blood at a funerary rite. Many of the Anamilivic in attendance were sickened by the spoiled vitae, but its impact on the chieftain was more dire. As he was without any sons of his own, it is his nephew who is granted his title – Pabradil. The young man was brought up to serve as one of the Sharovic and as such, he has become a hot-headed stone man with little respect for matters of faith.
At one great feast in particular, Pabradil declares his desire to stomp out the threat of the Scagravic once and for all. He yearns for conflict and the tree-dwellers are an easy target, one with no support from any other tribe. Old Diclatan isn't so certain, as Scagravic raiders serve as a stable source of thralls and many of the chiefdom still feel kinship for the northern tree-dwellers, who supposedly belonged to the Croglatovic people over two hundred years ago, during the days of blessed Sitrun.
