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.
Under the 1.167 Diplomacy protocols, the world of Calradia had become far more complicated than "point sword, charge."
"Wait," Klargus said, a smirk forming. "We have an with the Nords. Send an envoy to King Ragnar. Tell him the Vaegirs are looking soft this season. If he honors the defensive pact, we won’t just defend the pass—we’ll split the fiefs of the north by morning." Mount and blade warband diplomacy mod 1.167
As the messenger scrambled away, Klargus realized that while the steel of a sword was sharp, a well-placed letter could bleed a kingdom dry without losing a single knight. He sat back down, picked up his quill, and began drafting a marriage proposal to a lady with a very large dowry and even larger land holdings.
Calradia was changing, and Klargus was determined to own it, one signature at a time. The banners of Swadia fluttered weakly in the
Klargus stood, his hand instinctively reaching for the heavy greatsword leaning against the wall. But then he stopped. He looked at his , who was currently training a new batch of recruits to be elite sharpshooters.
"Accept the trade," Klargus commanded. "And send a to King Harlaus. Tell him if he feasts one more time while our villages are raided by forest bandits, I’ll use my 'Persuasion' skill to convince the other lords to start a faction for a new claimant." "We have an with the Nords
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."