>>6056127"Because you have fulfilled the most basic of basic qualities of a successful sovereign. You have survived. Most Lost Children do not survive the first ten days, even if they are Blessed by Avalon. And ye have ruled and set forth on perilous Quests. Most take longer before they summon their intestinal fortitude and finally act in a manner worthy of their namesake. Bold Lot, wrathful King of Camelot, for thee it took a mere two nights before venturing forth. Reaped thy first harvest of Mana, commanded thy vassals at cityhold and in battle, risked life itself, and did not peri-..."
Here he pauses mid-speech and leans to look closely at you. You are a mess and look more like a bedraggled homeless person than a noble King but the look of puzzlement clears as if he figured out what he was looking at.
"Morte Jeune. You did not stay dead, at the very least. But to answer thy question more wittingly, I do not waste my time on walking graves."
Your first Quest was completely by accident. Back then, you were under the delusion that you could return to your old life without any problems at all! Not that you would tell the Herald that his interpretation of events is wrong. You want to berate the stone man about how he lets unfortunates like you bumble around like idiots, letting them get killed through their ignorance, but you stop yourself.
"I don't see an advantage in telling my potential enemies that I exist. I've already lost one vassal to death because of a beast. Facing others more powerful means losing more of them."
"Bah. Thy servants are only slaves; their lives are like water. Use them well to wash the golden path of thy rule. And besides, more of them can be bred."
The dismissiveness of the Herald probably shouldn't shock you too much. He is a ruthless, monomaniacal creature who wants someone to hold Camelot. He never stopped the tyranny of Rodomonte nor stopped Mordred from going off on her journeys away from the city.
"As to the advantage of announcing thy title. The Gods look favorably upon it, and others will seek to come under thy rule if they know: traders, vassals seeking a King, mercenaries, possibly even a Lost Child or even hapless mortals trapped in Avalon seeking safety. But if ye are not interested now, then there will be other opportunities to announce thyself in the future. The Lady will grant it, but I know not when. When ye first arrived in Avalon, thy rivals and Baphomets had an opportunity to send a message to thee. So King Lot of Lothian, Orkney, and Camelot, what shall ye say?"
You stare at the floating telephone in wonder.
"The messages from others were cut short when I first received them. I doubt mine will be complete either."
"True, but irrelevant. Decide."
>Decline....>Accept! Choose one of the options below and roll 8d6...1. Grandiloquent with full titles...
2. Full titles and a vow to return back to your home...
3. Short message, don't use your name or tell them your kingdom...
4. write in
