The banners of Swadia fluttered weakly in the dry heat of the Dhirim plains. Count Klargus, once a man who solved every dispute with a lance, now sat at a mahogany desk within the keep, nursing a massive headache and a stack of diplomatic envoys.
Suddenly, the doors burst open. A scout rushed in. "My Lord! The Vaegirs have declared a ! They claim our patrols crossed into the snowy passes of Rivacheg." Mount and blade warband diplomacy mod 1.167
Klargus sighed. In the old days, Sanjar Khan would have simply ridden over the hills with five hundred horse archers. Now, the Khan was sending polite letters. Klargus looked at his treasury report. His had been busy; taxes were being collected efficiently, and the local peasants actually liked him for once because he’d lowered the duty on grain. The banners of Swadia fluttered weakly in the
"My Lord," his chamberlain whispered, "the messenger from the Khanate has arrived. They don’t want war. They want a and a gift of twenty Flandian wines to ease the border tensions." A scout rushed in
Under the 1.167 Diplomacy protocols, the world of Calradia had become far more complicated than "point sword, charge."