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i. [ Also waiting for everyone at town hall is one (1) Sylvain. He looks like he's barely gotten any sleep and yet is still properly groomed and looking excitable? Maybe a little deranged? It's probably the sleep deprivation, don't worry too much about it.
Behind him is a large, hand-drawn, and very simplified version of this map. It's mostly accurate (though who here would know), and broadly labeled with Adrestian Empire, Leicester Alliance, and Holy Kingdom of Faerghus. At the northern area of the image, the regions of Gautier and Sreng have also been labeled and generously circled, with a broken heart symbol drawn over the border line. ]
I wanted to talk to you guys today about something weighing on my mind lately. My home you see, [ pointing to Gautier ] exists on stolen grounds. Much of our lands were annexed from the Sreng people [ pointer slides over ], when King Lambert of Faerghus led an invasion in the Imperial Year of 1168—some 18 years ago.
What for? I dunno! His royal ego, maybe. It's all wasteland and rocky dessert out there.
So anyway, even before all that, my house has been fending off warrior clans from Sreng for as long as anyone can remember. Pretty exhausting.
I think we should give back everything that was taken, and to offer reparations on top. Unfortunately it's not that easy—Faerghus just went through a long and terrible war elsewhere, and we don't have anything much to offer while we try to rebuild. And it's not like you can just waltz into Sreng territory either, without expecting an arrow or axe to the head.
But you know, we have to start somewhere. There's high risk involved, but it's the right thing to do. We have to put all this violence behind us, and move forward. And if you have any thoughts on the matter, I'd love to hear them!
[ he'll probably go on for another minute or two about how everyone should make love and not war! yeah!!! ]
ii. [ when he eventually drinks one of the beverages, because wow he sure did talk A Lot, the following slips out. i get it, nobody wants to talk about 3h politics LEAST OF ALL ME, ]
I hit on my friend's grandmother when I was eight. She's still mad at me about it... Also tried [ SO BADLY ] to get involved with Lord Gwendal's daughter when I was fifteen, despite the political scandal it would cause. I'm sorry! I was young and stupid back then. [ he still is ] I'll be a better man. [ will he ]
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i.
[ Also waiting for everyone at town hall is one (1) Sylvain. He looks like he's barely gotten any sleep and yet is still properly groomed and looking excitable? Maybe a little deranged? It's probably the sleep deprivation, don't worry too much about it.
Behind him is a large, hand-drawn, and very simplified version of this map. It's mostly accurate (though who here would know), and broadly labeled with Adrestian Empire, Leicester Alliance, and Holy Kingdom of Faerghus. At the northern area of the image, the regions of Gautier and Sreng have also been labeled and generously circled, with a broken heart symbol drawn over the border line. ]
I wanted to talk to you guys today about something weighing on my mind lately. My home you see, [ pointing to Gautier ] exists on stolen grounds. Much of our lands were annexed from the Sreng people [ pointer slides over ], when King Lambert of Faerghus led an invasion in the Imperial Year of 1168—some 18 years ago.
What for? I dunno! His royal ego, maybe. It's all wasteland and rocky dessert out there.
So anyway, even before all that, my house has been fending off warrior clans from Sreng for as long as anyone can remember. Pretty exhausting.
I think we should give back everything that was taken, and to offer reparations on top. Unfortunately it's not that easy—Faerghus just went through a long and terrible war elsewhere, and we don't have anything much to offer while we try to rebuild. And it's not like you can just waltz into Sreng territory either, without expecting an arrow or axe to the head.
But you know, we have to start somewhere. There's high risk involved, but it's the right thing to do. We have to put all this violence behind us, and move forward. And if you have any thoughts on the matter, I'd love to hear them!
[ he'll probably go on for another minute or two about how everyone should make love and not war! yeah!!! ]
ii.
[ when he eventually drinks one of the beverages, because wow he sure did talk A Lot, the following slips out. i get it, nobody wants to talk about 3h politics LEAST OF ALL ME, ]
I hit on my friend's grandmother when I was eight. She's still mad at me about it... Also tried [ SO BADLY ] to get involved with Lord Gwendal's daughter when I was fifteen, despite the political scandal it would cause. I'm sorry! I was young and stupid back then. [ he still is ] I'll be a better man. [ will he ]