That's already been asked and confirmed as correct.
SI could fight his way there with Orange, then provide the Yellow and have someone else provide the Orange, and that's granting that one person can't provide both. Kon or Mitchel can fight their way to the broadcaster, aren't evil, and are reliable. Hell, they probably both have enough experience with fear at this point with their experience wrangling people under Antilife, though it's reasonable for the SI not to know that.
The first wouldn't work.
"Even if I didn't already have a healthy romance, which I do, Mousillon neighbors Lyonesse."
Good to see he's actually settled on a local name. One different enough from his own to use it freely, but similar enough that he'll answer to it without thinking about it. So, then, back to the Warhammer universe (Circa 4th edition or so, right?)
Ah, Karl. One of the most iconic emperors of the Empire. Or more accurately, the only one to actually get rules proper on the battlefield.
Got to love a ruler as disinterested in the pageantry of rulership as you are, eh? But appearances must be maintained...
Pretty trusting. But then, Paolo's proven his trustworthiness, hasn't he?
Ah... Hooray, footmen.
Oh, I doubt there's anything set up like this yet.
I hope they at least learned to wear clothes that cover... Whatever the Humans feel embarrassed about.
Especially when those Gods can send down angry Daemons to chastise you directly.
In other words, you know well enough when to let people get on with what they're doing without micro-managing them.
It serves to dazzle the nobles, I suppose. But for intelligent men...
...It's naught but background noise.
Let me guess: When your workers don't need to rest or eat, you can do some impressive things.
And hopefully the threat of her chastisement can keep them from getting 'distracted'.
...Never mind, I forgot about the Ulthuan angle. Still, it's not like they have any less 'Stay off mah lawn!' energy than their arboreal cousins.Especially nosy people with pointed ears.
...Oh, right. That was a thing Paolo assisted with.
Ah, Sartosa, the Warhammer World's equivalent to Sicily. Home of pirates, mercenaries, privateers and more pirates.
Well, a show of force in true Orange Lantern tradition would probably be quite effective... For a year or two.
Yes, the less rearranging of the 'landscape', the better in that respect.
Estalia, equivalent of the Iberian Peninsula. And about as wild a land as the rest.
Skavenblight. Yes, that'll be liking sticking your dick in an anthill. Only more painful. And if the Council of Thirteen get wind of your plans... I expect assassins will become a regular sight in your life.
Tricky situation, isn't it?
Boy, just name-dropping all the famous folk of the era, eh?
But you are talking to the ruler of the largest human nation in the west.And such is the state of the world that that's necessary.
Joy. This is something that'll come out of the blue to Paolo, won't it?
After double checking, I found that he was previously called Paol. Is he called both, or is this a mistake?
Lmao, get wedded, idiot.
He asked if she was able to marry - due to her various oaths and positions. Then just left it there, without an answer from her, or really explaining why he was asking.
Ah, easy mode Paul.
'straight-backed'?
'rueful smile'?
'if I'm successful'
No, High Elves. They aren't any less violent, they just hug slightly fewer trees.
They'd try, but it's a bit of a treck. The under-empire doesn't extend that far, it's hard keeping the water out of the tunnels and skaven are terrible sailors.
That's why the Herald wasn't sure. They've recently had Tileans in the palace to talk about road-building and they use the Tilean form of his name: Paolo. Paol is the Bretonnian form and he's clearly not Bretonnian, so...
They have an understanding, but nothing's going to get formalised until some of his more extreme pledges have been fulfilled. Since that could be more than a human lifetime away, she wouldn't be all that bothered.
Thank you, corrected.
The other Chaos Gods think that the Horned Rat sucks. Archaon turned down his blessing. The Great Hornd Rat ate the entire skaven species.
They aren't gates for mortals, they are for spirits. Far fewer safety precautions. I think they look more like temples or monuments, depending on the local culture, not literal arches.
That actually caused a major problem when the dead kings and queens of Nehekhara were woken up, until Setra woke up and told them all to keep the noise down.
They got better.
You mean other then stuff like the Warpstone Tractor Beam that could utterly annihilate him even in orbit.
And by not far he means thousands of miles.
Actually it's super easy to keep water out of tunnels, barely an inconvenience really.
Welp, he's doomed.
Oh dear, his one weakness, girls that engage with him on his niche nerd hyper-obsessions.
