Right after the Count left our domain and his army withdrew from our borders, we sent Arista to collect the other Aspects. Crawcolt might think we only had three fourth-rankers and we would keep him relying on that information. anwhile, we would have Alloralla, Snowdrop, Rosewise, and Lakerta here in case he tried any dirty tricks.
Crushing Crawcolt was out of the question. Barbara cared about her reputation and didn't want to create enemies for Clovehaven. We wanted to find a diplomatic solution
We thought about sending soone to gather intelligence on Crawcolt's fief but it was too risky. The only one in our group he hadn't seen yet and wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb on {Appraise} results was Elise but she was a halfling. Though not from Clovehaven, an unknown halfling gathering information would too stick out like a sore thumb. We could send Apricot with a disguise but who knew what she would do once she found sothing fishy? I could do it easily but in no way I would leave Barbara's side. So we decided to go in the dark and spring any traps set for us from inside.
If push ca to shove and he forced our hand, Crawcolt would earn a Divine Advent special event on his fief. Many tis I forced myself to rein in my monstrous instincts, for Barbara's sake. I did not care for the well-being of strangers but for her reputation among her peers. I knew she valued that too much and also that Lorna didn't want to beco [Queen] again. Nevertheless, this world was engineered to put the powerful in positions of leadership. Unless you isolated yourself from society, the weaker ones would flock to the powerful in search of safety. And the powerful would quickly entice the promising ones to better shield themselves from their peers.
Peasant revolutions were almost unheard of. What could a bunch of unranked people do against the likes of titans and demigods in the fourth or even third rank? I was sure that the eting with Crawcolt would've gone a different way if we hadn't the Aspects with us.
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Morning. We woke up in Barbara's old bedroom at her parent's place. After our morning ablutions and a quick breakfast of oatal porridge and fruits, we went to check on the construction of her lovely wooden castle. It wasn't a palace but also wasn't just a brick tower. The Halflings were putting their best effort to raise sothing worthy of their Lady. We were atop the next hill (Halfling-sized hills, mind you), admiring the almost-finished building.
Soulbound to the Ambrose family.
> If lost or stolen, mbers of the Ambrose family can sense direction and distance to it. Whoever steals this item is afflicted by a random Minor Divine Curse until they return the object to their rightful owners.
> Can heat itself to temperatures up to 500ºC.
> Grants whoever is using the item Heat Immunity for the duration of use and 5 minutes afterward.
> Whoever hurts an Ambrose to obtain this item is affected by a random Moderate Divine Curse. In the case of murder, their entire bloodline earns the curse. These curses can only be lifted by direct intervention of the Goddess.
I could practically hear the Norse deity laughing.
Barbara imdiately contacted . She was ho, studying on the [Lost Sage Encyclopedia].
I tried to sound innocent. No, wait, I was innocent!
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