I have a nice wife, a nice fief too, a castle on a hill with a magnificent view. I have fertile lands, and villages that thrive, hundreds of troops who somehow stay alive. My coffers are heavy, my warband is fed, my enemies see my banner and occasionally drop dead. I have horses and armor, silver and grain, a hall full of nobles complaining again. By every measure, I’ve won at this game. I’ve conquered, grown wealthy, and built up my name. Yet I stand on my battlements when the campaigning is done, watching the mountains fade with the sun. My wife is beside me. My kingdom is strong. My vaults overflow. But something feels wrong. I’ve everything a lord could possibly acquire… Maybe what’s missing another fief to desire. submitted by /u/t-o-m-u-s-a [link] [comments]
Heres a sad thought. Bannerlord feels existentially pointless because all our hard work. All our feasting, conquesting and dynasty building is all in vain because the empire you build will be all gone in 200 years.
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Submitted April 17, 2019 at 01:32PM by Waterprophet47 http://bit.ly/2Va7Hbx
Submitted April 17, 2019 at 01:32PM by Waterprophet47 http://bit.ly/2Va7Hbx
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