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]
thanks to every one who helped me to host the feast turns out all what i had to do is ask one of my campanions to send invitation to everyone and for sure to get more butter and it was great everyone came even arwa my queen then as a marshal i started a campaign and fucked the nords
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Submitted September 13, 2019 at 02:53PM by EL-BARODY https://ift.tt/2ZXlhBx
Submitted September 13, 2019 at 02:53PM by EL-BARODY https://ift.tt/2ZXlhBx
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