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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

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Well that certainly is interesting. (Have 'We Don't Talk About Bruno' jokes already gotten old, or were they born old?)

Of course, there's also what he's gaining from the Alliance of the Just. If Vincent Edge is truly on the up and up, there might be some stuff he really should know...
 
john doe 777 said:
Nice bad faith of course we are the trolls not you when you are just spouting off for arguments sake
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Alright, calm it down.

My advice when someone says something less than entirely helpful on the internet is to either engage with the helpful bit, or to just avoid responding. If you notice one person doing it alot, block them.
 
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Then again, most of them are not exactly that attentive. Would any of them realise they can't remember his face without someone else pushing them on it, like OL did to Alan?
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Batman might. It'd take some time, but he probably would once he gets back to the Batcave and tries to pull a "For Your Eyes Only" bit to identify him.

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Looks like you just got a dose of... MILLER TIME! :p

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("PIZZICATO PLAYTIME" INTENSIFIES)
 
Mr Zoat said:
Alright, calm it down.

My advice when someone says something less than entirely helpful on the internet is to either engage with the helpful bit, or to just avoid responding. If you notice one person doing it alot, block them.
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Good point. Yeah, that's way better than dealing with these people.
 
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    Late Morning

    There's a.. slightly strange-sounding knock on my study door. Honestly, getting any sort of knock on my door is a oddity. I try to keep regular office hours but I've got a lot of balls in the air at the moment, and a Bretonnian peasant's natural reaction to their lord is avoid them as much as possible. The only reason they've taken advantage of the option so far is for me to judge people found to have committed criminal offences; so far a few instances of common assault and one of petty theft.

    "Come!"

    There's a thud, and Vanda shoves the door open, one hand occupied by a more faunishly proportioned beastwoman and the other by…

    "Guarin." A seventeen year old local youth who spends most of his time working the family farm. Thanks to the improvements I've made in the diet of the locals he's already taller than his father, and in as much as I was aware of him it was as a dutiful labourer. "And I don't know your name, miss."

    The beastwoman shrinks back, turning her head aside to bear her neck. Vanda looks down, sees her doing in and then makes a sort of frustrated growl-grunt noise. Then she roughly shakes her charge.

    "Speak!"

    "Aud, Manlord."

    "They don't appear to have been fighting." Scan. "Ah." I roll up the report on the progress of the road building program I was reading and set it aside. Really, it was only a matter of time until something like this happened. "Vanda, is Aud a new addition to your herd?"

    "Newer than a season."

    "And this will be her first?"

    Vanda gives Aud a small shake, and Aud nods.

    "Why don't you take her to the library, and go through one of the simple books with her, while I have a word with Guarin?"

    Guarin gets shoved towards my desk, while the slightly-panicked Aud gets half-dragged back through the door. It's not really… Okay, it is as violent as it looks, but by beastman standards Vanda is a complete soft touch and Aud's not scared so much as unsettled.

    Guarin on the other hand is scared, because I made a very clear pronouncement when the beastwomen started living here and he knows full well that he ignored it. Probably on several occasions.

    "Guarin, I have good news. You won the coin-toss."

    "Lord?"

    "When thrown in the air and allowed to fall, a coin will show either one side or the other. In your case, you won, because the child you sired on Aud is a girl. When she grows, she will be just as good-natured and humble as her mother. The other side of the coin would be you siring a beastman. Do you remember what I said I would make anyone who sired a beastman do?"

    "Yes, Lord. We'd-. You'd make us kill them."

    "And do you remember why?"

    "Because they're monsters."

    I can heard the unspoken question. "Do you want to know how I know?"

    "Lord, it-. You said you were stealing them, Lord."

    "From the Gods of Chaos, yes."

    "So… I mean… The boys…"

    "Guarin, I am trying to learn how to do a great many things. The reason why I have not already taken the beastman species from the Gods of Chaos is that I don't know how to. The beastwomen who live here are still their creatures, they're just not particularly physically dangerous. I am learning to remove the taint of Chaos from them but at the moment any beastman they bear will be just as murderous as its kin elsewhere."

    "Yes, Lord. But-but my daughter? She-? She will be well?"

    "She'll be a beastwoman. At the moment Aud isn't far enough into her pregnancy for me to say for certain what she'll look like. She had horn stubs, but I can't tell how long they'll be. Aud's far enough along that the chance of miscarriage is relatively low."

    He nods.

    I take a chair out of subspace and deposit it next to him, then move my own closer to it before sitting down.

    He doesn't move.

    "Sit down."

    He hesitates for a moment, then cautiously navigates to the chair and gingerly sits down.

    I take two goblets out of subspace along with a wine bottle, pouring a small amount into each before returning the wine into storage. Taking a goblet in each hand, I offer him the one in my left.

    "L-lord?"

    "Take it. You're going to be a father."

    "Thank you, Lord."

    He takes the goblet as I reach out for the folder containing his educational records. He takes a cautious sip as I look through it. It isn't really practical to put everyone through what I consider to be 'normal' schooling, but no one objects to spending a winter's day in a room heated at someone else's expense. According to this, he can read passably well and do basic maths, though apparently he doesn't have the hunger for learning that some of the younger children have acquired.

    I take a sip.

    "How did you meet?"

    "Ah, Lord?"

    "You and Aud. Since we have no idea who her parents are, Vanda and I will have to stand in for them at the wedding, and I think I should know-" His eyes widen a little. "-a little more about things."

    He nods slowly. "We… We met in the woods, Lord. I was cutting wood for fencing, and she was…" He blushes. "Getting firewood."

    "'Getting firewood'. Is that what young people call it?"

    "W-? No, Lord, no. It… She said she has… Most of the year, a ewe won't look twice at a ram, and then spring comes around and they find one and brace themselves. She was… Bracing… Herself."

    Ah. That's going to be a problem. Beastwomen can reproduce with both humans and any suitable-sized mammal. I'll need to have people keep an eye on the farm pens so that they don't get any ideas.

    "And… I…"

    "Showed a remarkable lapse in judgement, which is going to be its own punishment."

    "She was begging, Lord!" He cringes at his own outburst. "Ah, sorry Lord."

    "And later?"

    "Lord?"

    "Beastwomen are fairly fertile, but I'm well aware that once a person's done something once then they're a lot more inclined to do it again. Did you do her again, Guarin?"

    "… Yes… Lord. She's… So.. nice. Gentle-."

    I raise my right hand to stop him.

    "Guarin, let me be clear. Beastwomen are designed by the Gods of Chaos to be the broodmares for their foot soldiers. Aud knew perfectly well that she wasn't supposed to have sex with anyone who could get her pregnant. And you knew that you weren't supposed to have sex with the beastwomen."

    He nods. "I did, Lord. It-. She was just-. Overwhelming. Ah. Is there some-? I don't mind just having daughters, but-. But I don't…"

    "Don't want to have to kill your sons?" I nod. "Yes, that's the whole reason I banned it in the first place. But since I have a pair of volunteers, I'll try talking to the Amber College again and see if we can't work out a way to avoid that problem."
     
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    • I love Warhammer Paul. I know it's not going to be a full series because it would be a complete curbstomp but it's fun to look at what his actions are causing. If he manages to actually take some beastmen from chaos that's going to cause all sorts of headaches because beastmen or beastkin (they will need a new name from their chaos siblings) will be a great boon for the good guys. Strong as hell, durable and able to live anywhere. Will his people eventually grow to have beast like features naturally? Also what does the rest of Bretonnia think of this. I know he's in the worst territory of the country but he has fixed it to my knowledge and greedy assholes are going to be greedy assholes.
     
    I guessing that getting the ewes to learn about non-Chaos gods like Rhya would be too complicated, for some reason.

    Or, if they're very similar to Skaven, purging the subacute Warpstone from their bodies.
     
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    "Don't want to have to kill your sons?" I nod. "Yes, that's the whole reason I banned it in the first place. But since I have a pair of volunteers, I'll try talking to the Amber College again and see if we can't work out a way to avoid that problem."
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    Simple solution. Just ensure his testies no longer produce Y-chromosome swimmers.

    Well, a solution for this happy couple, anyway. For the general population, some sort of spell/curse to ensure they can only bare daughters is probably the best bet, without needing you to constantly check and micromanage the issue.

    That, or just cut out the problem all together and spay them, until you've finished the research into deChaos-ing them. Frankly, that is probably the best solution if you don't want to outright kill them. Just turn off their ability to breed, until they're no longer inherently tainted and designed to produce Chaos footsoldiers.
     
    Vanbers said:
    Well, if Brettonnia is Fantasy Britain, clearly his people are the Fantasy Welsh, so what the Britons usually think of them.

    "Oh, it's those weird guys that talk funny and fuck sheep". :V
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    Pretty sure Brettonia is more fantasy France actually. Albion is Britain, except nobody Romanised it in this setting.

    Everything we know about Arthur et al. comes from French fanfiction, and French fanfiction of that fanfiction. There's, like, one super short British story about Arthur, and you'd never know if not for the character names.


    So I guess Brettonia is what post-Charlemagne France wished it was. Hilariously.
     
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    21st Sigmarzeit 2512
    Late Morning

    There's a.. slightly strange-sounded knock on my study door. Honestly, getting any sort of knock on my door is a oddity. I try to keep regular office hours but I've got a lot of balls in the air at the moment, and Bretonnian peasant's natural reaction to their lord is avoid them as much as possible. The only reason they've taken advantage of the option so far is for me to judge people found to have committed criminal offences; so far a few instances of common assault and one of petty theft.
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    Such is the nature of feudalism. In most cases, any problems get settled at the local level, long before the Lord needs to deal with it. Especially since that sometimes meant dealing with it by removing some heads... Bothering you with something like, say, an issue with a field would be unthinkable...
    (Edited: Okay, so a Knight of the Realm is a pretty immediate authority. I still bet their go-to punishments are pretty harsh...)

    "Come!"

    There's a thud, and Vanda shoves the door open, one hand occupied by a more faunishly proportioned beastwoman and the other by…
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    Vanda, of the female beastfolk. Part of his experiments to give the Chaos Gods a middle finger the size of Middenheim. I see things haven't been going entirely smoothly.

    "Guarin." A seventeen year old local youth who spends most of his time working the family farm. Thanks to the improvements I've made in the diet of the locals he's already taller than his father, and in as much as I was aware of him it was as a dutiful labourer. "And I don't know your name, miss."

    The beastwoman shrinks back, turning her head aside to bear her neck. Vanda looks down, sees her doing in and then makes a sort of frustrated growl-grunt noise. Then she roughly shakes her charge.
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    Yes, I think we can guess the problem here. The kind of problem usually settled by either a quick wedding or a shotgun and a shovel. Depending on the young man involved, anyway, and the father of the young lady. ...Probably why they're here.

    "Speak!"

    "Aud, Manlord."
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    Yeah, that's the sound of someone who knows they're neck deep in the septic pit. Ad given the way she's acting, she's expecting to be an ex-beastwoman very soon.

    "They don't appear to have been fighting." Scan. "Ah." I roll up the report on the progress of the road building program I was reading and set it aside. Really, it was only a matter of time until something like this happened. "Vanda, is Aud a new addition to your herd?"

    "Newer than a season."
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    There's always one who doesn't think the rules apply to them, isn't there? :rolleyes:

    "And this will be her first?"

    Vanda gives Aud a small shake, and Aud nods.
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    Lucky girl. Hopefully she'll learn a very important lesson about this stuff.

    "Why don't you take her to the library, and go through one of the simple books with her, while I have a word with Guarin?"

    Guarin gets shoved towards my desk, while the slightly-panicked Aud gets half-dragged back through the door. It's not really… Okay, it is as violent as it looks, but by beastman standards Vanda is a complete soft touch and Aud's not scared so much as unsettled.
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    Heh. Someone's going to be getting a lesson about the birds and the bees, I see. Kind of closing the stable after the horse has bolted, but...

    Guarin on the other hand is scared, because I made a very clear pronouncement when the beastwomen started living here and he knows full well that he ignored it. Probably on several occasions.

    "Guarin, I have good news. You won the coin-toss."
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    Ah, the old times, when you wouldn't know what you were getting until they arrived.

    "Lord?"

    "When thrown in the air and allowed to fall, a coin will show either one side of the other. In your case, you won, because the child you sired on Aud is a girl. When she grows, she will be just as good-natured and humble as her mother. The other side of the coin would be you siring a beastman. Do you remember what I said I would make anyone who sired a beastman do?"
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    And given his reaction, it's not a pleasant thought.

    "Yes, Lord. We'd-. You'd make us kill them."

    "And do you remember why?"

    "Because they're monsters."
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    True enough. There's a reason every nation of Humans kills or casts them out when they're born.

    I can heard the unspoken question. "Do you want to know how I know?"

    "Lord, it-. You said you were stealing them, Lord."
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    By the power of Avarice!

    "From the Gods of Chaos, yes."

    "So… I mean… The boys…"
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    Let's put it this way: If you sired a son, he'd be more likely to try and rip your throat out than hug you.

    "Guarin, I am trying to learn how to do a great many things. The reason why I have not already taken the beastman species from the Gods of Chaos is that I don't know how to. The beastwomen who live here are still their creatures, they're just not particularly physically dangerous. I am learning to remove the taint of Chaos from them but at the moment any beastman they bare will be just as murderous as its kin elsewhere."

    "Yes, Lord. But-but my daughter? She-? She will be well?"
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    ...Says a lot that he's asking that question. Looks like he takes his expected role as a man and a father seriously.

    "She'll be a beastwoman. At the moment Aud isn't far enough into her pregnancy for me to say for certain what she'll look like. She had horn stubs, but I can't tell how long they'll be. Aud's far enough along that the chance of miscarriage is relatively low."

    He nods.
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    And with him around, the likelihood of miscarriage is even lower.

    I take a chair out of subspace and deposit it next to him, then moves my own closer to it before sitting down.

    He doesn't move.
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    Ah, the fatherly talk. Probably one the boy's own father should be giving, if not for superstitions and beliefs about the beastfolk...

    "Sit down."

    He hesitates for a moment, then cautiously navigates to the chair and gingerly sits down.
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    Yeah, he's not going to kill you. For one thing, imagine the mess. Oh, sure, he could clean it up easily enough. But why have to?

    I take two goblets out of subspace along with a wine bottle, pouring a small amount into each before returning the wine into storage. Taking a goblet in each hand, I offer him the one in my left.

    "L-lord?"
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    Instead of dying, kid, or becoming unmanned, you get to taste the good stuff. Be glad.

    "Take it. You're going to be a father."

    "Thank you, Lord."
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    Plus it'll settle his nerves a little. Just enough to calm him, without making him fall-down drunk, so he doesn't forget what he's about to be told.

    He takes the goblet as I reach out for the folder containing his educational records. He takes a cautious sip as I look through it. It isn't really practical to put everyone through what I consider to be 'normal' schooling, but no one objects to spending a winter's day in a room heated at someone else's expense. According to this, he can read passably well and do basic maths, though apparently he doesn't have the hunger for learning that some of the younger children have acquired.
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    To be expected, I guess. This whole 'book learning' thing is probably a bit too unfamiliar to someone his age to be enjoyable.

    I take a sip.

    "How did you meet?"
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    That's a good question. I mean, I expect the townsfolk and the herds have at least seen each other. That would be largely unavoidable. If nothing else, the biggest of the She-Gors could have done work as plow-haulers. But I doubt the townsfolk would invite them to dinner...

    "Ah, Lord?"

    "You and Aud. Since we have no idea who her parents are, Vanda and I will have to stand in for them at the wedding, and I think I should know-" His eyes widen a little. "-a little more about things."
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    And it's this or the shovel speech, lad. So, get to talking.

    He nods slowly. "We… We met in the woods, Lord. I was cutting wood for fencing, and she was…" He blushes. "Getting firewood."

    "'Getting firewood'. Is that what young people call it?"
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    Well, she certainly got wood of some kind. :p

    "W-? No, Lord, no. It… She said she has… Most of the year, a ewe won't look twice at a ram, and then spring comes around and they find one and brace themselves. She was… Bracing… Herself."

    Ah. That's going to be a problem. Beastwomen can reproduce with both humans and any suitable-sized mammal. I'll need to had people keep an eye on the farm pens so that they don't get any ideas.
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    ...I know, natural functions. But... :confused: Ew.

    "And… I…"

    "Showed a remarkable lapse in judgement, which is going to be its own punishment."
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    This is what you get for letting your little head do the thinking, Gary.

    "She was begging, Lord!" He cringes at his own outburst. "Ah, sorry Lord."

    "And later?"
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    ...Because of course he went back to the well.

    "Lord?"

    "Beastwomen are fairly fertile, but I'm well aware that once a person's done something once then they're a lot more inclined to do it again. Did you do her again, Guarin?"
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    :D I hope you did her well, at least.

    "… Yes… Lord. She's… So.. nice. Gentle-."

    I raise my right hand to stop him.
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    I know, he's certainly not the first man to lay with a beastfolk... But could we be meeting the Old World's first Furry? :V

    "Guarin, let me be clear. Beastwomen are designed by the Gods of Chaos to be the broodmares for their foot soldiers. Aud knew perfectly well that she wasn't supposed to have sex with anyone who could get her pregnant. And you knew that you weren't supposed to have sex with the beastwomen."

    He nods. "I did, Lord. It-. She was just-. Overwhelming. Ah. Is there some-? I don't mind just having daughters, but-. But I don't…"
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    <Sigh> Young Love, I guess. Or Lust, in this case. I'm betting that Slaanesh is sitting somewhere fapping to this.

    "Don't want to have to kill your sons?" I nod. "Yes, that's the whole reason I banned it in the first place. But since I have a pair of volunteers, I'll try talking to the Amber College again and see if we can't work out a way to avoid that problem."
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    Ah. There's a good punishment for them. Letting Wizards do Science! sorcery most unusual upon them.

    I bet this is what Paol never though he'd be dealing with when he started out on his little quest. Amazing where life leads you, especially when you're trying to foil the largely-inevitable. Let's hope that the Wizards can work something out from the research, though. And meanwhile, I expect we'll be seeing what Doctor Balewa has found out about OL's little conundrum, tomorrow.

    ..and Bretonnian peasant's natural reaction to their lord...
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    Might read better as 'and a Bretronnian'?
    ...any beastman they bare will be just as murderous as its kin elsewhere.
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    ...any beastman they bear will be just as murderous as its kin elsewhere.
     
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    I'm kind of bewildered that neither Tzeentch or Slaanesh have attempted to recruit Pavlos. Sending a disfavored priest to recruit him as a longshot attempt seems right up their alley.
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    The Chaos Gods would curbstomp Paul if they took even a minor interest in his existence.

    Thus MrZoat never actually writes the Chaos Gods so much as acknowledging Paul's existence. Even when they absolutely should.
     
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    I guessing that getting the ewes to learn about non-Chaos gods like Rhya would be too complicated, for some reason.
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    They worship Taal.
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    Simple solution. Just ensure his testies no longer produce Y-chromosome swimmers.
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    Killing all y-swimmers would be simply enough. Stopping his testicles producing more is a good deal harder if the SI doesn't want to sterilise him.
    Well, a solution for this happy couple, anyway. For the general population, some sort of spell/curse to ensure they can only bare daughters is probably the best bet, without needing you to constantly check and micromanage the issue.
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    That's not a sort of spell you want to cast in Warhammer. It's not going to be reliable, it will get all sorts of undesireable attention and it will make your allies distrust you.
    That, or just cut out the problem all together and spay them, until you've finished the research into deChaos-ing them. Frankly, that is probably the best solution if you don't want to outright kill them. Just turn off their ability to breed, until they're no longer inherently tainted and designed to produce Chaos footsoldiers.
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    But he needs them to be able to breed so that he can experiment on fixing their sons.
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    I'm kind of bewildered that neither Tzeentch or Slaanesh have attempted to recruit Pavlos. Sending a disfavored priest to recruit him as a longshot attempt seems right up their alley.
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    The location is very isolated. While they could send someone in his direction, not only is it going to take them ages to get there, that person is going to stick out like a store mutated thumb.
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    Such is the nature of feudalism. In most cases, any problems get settled at the local level, long before the Lord needs to deal with it.
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    No. In Bretonnia, individual villages are ruled by a Knight of the Realm. They are actually a fairly immediate authority.
    Might read better as 'and a Bretronnian'?
    ...any beastman they bear will be just as murderous as its kin elsewhere.
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    Thank you, corrected.
     
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