09-09-2016, 02:38 AM
TY-GN/SO/RA/SA "He's in a good mood today," the royal butler said to the chancellor.
"How come?"
"He heard about battles to the south and he's busy smashing and destroying toy Gnome soldiers to simulate the battle."
"Oh, good. Is he making any more crazy demands?"
"Just more battles with Gnomes. He doesn't seem to care about anything else right now."
"I guess I better get busy writing."
Later that afternoon, the chancellor took out his quills and parchment and began to send messages to the various kingdoms.
'My Dear Gnome,' he wrote sarcastically, 'I hardly know what to make of your complaint. I did not even forward it to the young king as his reaction would be so hysterical he would probably throw things about the throne room. We made you a fair offer and you threw it in our teeth and mocked us. Then you bleat that we are unfair for not sticking to the deal that you rejected and laughed at. Other than his Bratanic Majesty, nobody here wished to get in an early fight with you, but that was the path you chose. We hope that those you offered to feed in the winter have located other sources of provender.'
'To the Noble Ranger. It has been suggested that we are considering you a target. This is not the case and we are happy to offer you a NAP for the next 12 turns or longer if you wish.'
'To the wise and powerful Sorcerer. You made an offer to help the Gnomes who, in their folly, chose to be our enemies. We do not wish to be your enemy and would be happy to made a deal with you. We passed a couple of pop centers on our way out of your region and would be happy to pass these along if our gesture would bring some neutrality or peace.
'To the Sacred Order. Our deal stands. You have let us have the city our young king asked for. We consider you among our friends and you have nothing to fear from us.'
"How come?"
"He heard about battles to the south and he's busy smashing and destroying toy Gnome soldiers to simulate the battle."
"Oh, good. Is he making any more crazy demands?"
"Just more battles with Gnomes. He doesn't seem to care about anything else right now."
"I guess I better get busy writing."
Later that afternoon, the chancellor took out his quills and parchment and began to send messages to the various kingdoms.
'My Dear Gnome,' he wrote sarcastically, 'I hardly know what to make of your complaint. I did not even forward it to the young king as his reaction would be so hysterical he would probably throw things about the throne room. We made you a fair offer and you threw it in our teeth and mocked us. Then you bleat that we are unfair for not sticking to the deal that you rejected and laughed at. Other than his Bratanic Majesty, nobody here wished to get in an early fight with you, but that was the path you chose. We hope that those you offered to feed in the winter have located other sources of provender.'
'To the Noble Ranger. It has been suggested that we are considering you a target. This is not the case and we are happy to offer you a NAP for the next 12 turns or longer if you wish.'
'To the wise and powerful Sorcerer. You made an offer to help the Gnomes who, in their folly, chose to be our enemies. We do not wish to be your enemy and would be happy to made a deal with you. We passed a couple of pop centers on our way out of your region and would be happy to pass these along if our gesture would bring some neutrality or peace.
'To the Sacred Order. Our deal stands. You have let us have the city our young king asked for. We consider you among our friends and you have nothing to fear from us.'