Quoted By:
>The civilisation gets +0.05 Culture.
>The civilisation gets -5 Happiness.
A bargain is struck. Though the blood of our tribe's enemies shall belong exclusively to the Vuvovic, the blood-drinkers must recruit those who prove themselves worthy in their eyes. They shall be the ultimate arbiters of who deserves the privilege and who does not, yet they must become more than a stagnant bloodline, a tribe within a tribe.
While the leaders of the Vuvovic are satisfied with this decision – as are the warriors who have proven themselves worthy – many of the tribesmen who wish to practise blood-drinking are disappointed. While some of them aspire to prove themselves in battle and join the ranks of the blood-drinkers, others resent the warrior caste for the many privileges that they have accumulated.
Once the captive sealskins have been sacrificed and their essence has been consumed by the blood-drinkers, the chiefs of the tribe gather to discuss the raid, and how the Protavic should respond to such a brazen assault. It is likely that the Toprocravic were emboldened by the decision of the Bodravic to join their side. Perhaps they believe that they stand a chance against our tribe, now that they have the backing of both of the fire-worshipping clans, or maybe the wood-burners have been conspiring with them from the beginning. Alternatively, they may have spotted beast-bringing warriors amassing along the border and decided to strike where our tribe's defences were lacking.
In the end, the leaders of the Protavic people decide to stick to the plan – the most appropriate reprisal would be the conquest of sealskin territory. All they need to do is wait for the return of the Vuvovic expeditions.
It takes another month before all of the blood-drinkers return. The Toprocravic don't dare to launch another raid, not after their initial attempt was thwarted by the Chupac family. Instead, Protavic scouts spot signs of the sealskins gathering in great numbers across the border – at least five hundred of them, if not six. They know that our tribe is coming and they are prepared to push us back, no matter the cost.
While the sealskins might have quantity of their side, the Protavic people have the advantage of quality. When the assault begins, almost a hundred blood-drinkers serve as the spearhead of the assault, with three hundred and fifty beast-bringers at their backs. They charge across the border and fill their air with their blood-curdling war cries – they are all too eager to bury their copper-tipped spears into enemies. This is what they were born for.
>Give me three rolls of dice+1d100. I'll accept the best of three.
>You will need to beat a target number of 43. The more you beat it by, the greater your victory. The more you lose by, the greater your loss.
