>>5603494The same day you assume the title of Lord of Osebiel from your father is one with little time spend mourning before you fully mobilize every able body in your care to begin the expansion of Osebiel. The forests around the fort are immediately cleared to make way for new farms. Every axe and plow is used, and when their number is found to be not enough for your men, your give order for the arsenal to be opened and join them yourself with your own arms in a scene that will be remembered long after your passing.
While you toil, the artisans are hard at work alongside the garrison to make more living spaces in a fortress designed to house only 5000 men and their families. It is hard work, but with the threes you gut down and tools made in the City itself, not even the earth may resist.[roll 1d100+5 to determine how well they build, DC 15, higher is better]
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