I want to send out word to raise the militia of Ghoried as well as mobilize the archers to defend likely crossing points to the spider fell. Also I ant to ride out with 2 Legion of pikemen (sorry edit I only have one unit of infantry! so I had to switch) as well as my personal guard BTW Gm that link doesn't work :(
OK i went to the birthright roesone page and this is what it says Season 1
GB Income
7 income per season Treasury 15GB +7 =22GB So season two since I didnt create any holdings and since you said assets take a while it only goes up to 29 GB at end of season 2?
"Honestly tired of waiting around I should be back in Roesone. So much to do there, forgive me I ramble. What was your name sir?" Gaius asks with a small bow of his head in forgiveness, before going back to studying the other man from the corner of his eye sipping slowly his attention apparently on the dancers around the ball.
As the evening wears on Gaius finds himself quite bored with the procedures here, he had hoped to find more like minded nobility to talk with however most seem uninterested in the cause of a just society no matter the race. He had also thought that the lady of Aerenwe would show however, he had not seen her show up.
Gaius watches after the baroness as she leaves, And so the games begin he turns to watch their host for a time talk to the orchestra and muses on what his cousin had told him of the Count of Illien, he knew in the past Illien had come to Roesone aid against their mutual enemy to the north but would that help extend even now with his new rule? It was something to consider.
Gaius Anphelan Roesone strides through the reception hall stiffly the "dress" his valet had forced on him was absolutely a disaster. The damn thing just was too much. He much preferred the slim cool clothes of his mother's people. Though the colors matched his own self made heraldry it just had too many layers for his taste. He was proud though of how after the hours of sitting there like some doll be had put his foot down and had only taken a simple steel circlet to mark his station. The absence of his sword was distracting however he understood the need for neutrality and the lack of arms but it just seemed unnatural. "Might as well make the best of this then." He mumbled to himself as he strode around the room looking for enlightening conversation. He knew some of the other nobility by practice of rote with his valet Stephen but he was at a loss now. The only lord he knew by face was the host the Lord of Illien by the mere two seconds he had to introduce himself to the host.
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