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Chad Van Man was the fourth Son of Duke Doran Van Man, first cousin to the high King.
Being the fourth son of a Duke had its perks of luxury but equally the responsibility of status.
His elder brothers were off on the now year long war with the pig-people of the mudlands.
Chad had been on the borderlands securing the outposts during the outbreak of war and missed expatriation.
Upon his return to his home, he was given diplomatic duties and spared war, for now.
He was to secure allies for the war effort and an attempt to minimise any aggression while defences are low.
Chad Van Man lay on his bed of the highest room, high tower. His servants had just entered bringing breakfast, opening the windows to reveal the beauty blue sky.
A tray of sausages, eggs and vegetables were placed on a tray upon his lap.
He was handed an envelope with his father's ensignia.
"Thanks Agnes, now depart"
He watched the elderly servant huff as she made Her was down the stairwell.
Cracking the envelope, he read the message:
"You are required to travel to either of our neighbours and build alliances by any means necessary.
There is only time for one journey.
Options
1- Goblins of The Sunken Swamps
2- Elves of Arden Forest
3- The Dark-skin humans of the drylands.
The easiest way to gain an alliance, he thought to himself, would be to breed with the Goblina daughter of the Chieftain. An easy feat for Prince Chad Van Man.
But a Goblina is just that.
The elvish Princess would far more beautiful, and likely a far greater challenge to bed. But he would be probably would be forced to wed.
The Dark-skin kin were the least developed society, still living in straw huts with few resources. They were high in numbers, but low in iq
Would he pay a toll for burning the coal?
In contemplation he packed his pipe with the Wizards Weed. After a hit he considered his options:
>1- Goblins of The Sunken Swamps
>2- Elves of Arden Forest
>3- The Dark-skin humans of the drylands.
>write in.
Being the fourth son of a Duke had its perks of luxury but equally the responsibility of status.
His elder brothers were off on the now year long war with the pig-people of the mudlands.
Chad had been on the borderlands securing the outposts during the outbreak of war and missed expatriation.
Upon his return to his home, he was given diplomatic duties and spared war, for now.
He was to secure allies for the war effort and an attempt to minimise any aggression while defences are low.
Chad Van Man lay on his bed of the highest room, high tower. His servants had just entered bringing breakfast, opening the windows to reveal the beauty blue sky.
A tray of sausages, eggs and vegetables were placed on a tray upon his lap.
He was handed an envelope with his father's ensignia.
"Thanks Agnes, now depart"
He watched the elderly servant huff as she made Her was down the stairwell.
Cracking the envelope, he read the message:
"You are required to travel to either of our neighbours and build alliances by any means necessary.
There is only time for one journey.
Options
1- Goblins of The Sunken Swamps
2- Elves of Arden Forest
3- The Dark-skin humans of the drylands.
The easiest way to gain an alliance, he thought to himself, would be to breed with the Goblina daughter of the Chieftain. An easy feat for Prince Chad Van Man.
But a Goblina is just that.
The elvish Princess would far more beautiful, and likely a far greater challenge to bed. But he would be probably would be forced to wed.
The Dark-skin kin were the least developed society, still living in straw huts with few resources. They were high in numbers, but low in iq
Would he pay a toll for burning the coal?
In contemplation he packed his pipe with the Wizards Weed. After a hit he considered his options:
>1- Goblins of The Sunken Swamps
>2- Elves of Arden Forest
>3- The Dark-skin humans of the drylands.
>write in.
