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There are three doors.
One leads to heaven.
One leads to hell.
One leads to the material plane.

Which one will you take?

>The door to hell
>The door to heaven
>The door to the material plane
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>The other door, out of this enforced trichotomy
Door to hell
>The door to heaven
do a flip
The door to heaven obviously.

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>>3231334 Previous thread

The clock is ticking as WW3 grinds to what will likely be a close; resources for all the war machines running out like so much coal in so many furnaces.

You are a lone man, Einar Fionntan, a studier of magic and a leader of man, but you are horrible at speaking to people in public or private. You dream of a past age of personal responsibility and initiative. Currently, you, your followers, and your allies command Idaho and Montana in Rural New America.

Since last thread, you drilled your troops to a higher standard; consolidated control over Idaho and Montana via diplomacy, assassination, conspiracy, deception, and outright use of force; and obtained a pathway to importing dangerous explosive ammo.
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Autocorrect is the worst, that was meant to be "boulder"
24 hours have passed, not enough time right now to write a post, will write one when I get home from work.
Thanks for doing this man. I feel bad being the only guy voting though.
Clearly very busy as well.

Einar Fionntan is down on his knees,in the dust, wind, and darkness; with the standing NAPP national convention before him, every single one of the higher ups.

They are preparing to stone you it seems, you see them all standing in front of you with their stones and their buckets, likely of more stones.

>"Any last words?"

"Go to hell."

You spit blood in their direction.

>This is the end of this thread and the end of this civ series. Will Einar Fionntan prevail over his enemies? What is happening? How will WW3 end? Tune in next time, someday, for Pt 3.
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In the far future, biotechnology advances by leaps and bounds, creating stunning achievements in medical, civil, and military applications. Illness becomes a thing of the past, and genetic modification is as commonplace as cosmetic surgery.

However, like all great advances, unchecked progress and experimentation has led to abuse and corruption. Ultra powerful megacorporations that monopolized the latest biotech have risen to be the great powers of the age, waging secret wars of sabotage, espionage, and deceit to get ahead of each other.

In order to fuel their rampant growth, megacorps develop lethal diseases and viruses, horrific bio-organic abominations, and ever more exotic genetic modifications to both sell to the highest bidder and unleash upon each other.

The rampant proliferation of bioweapons, and the need to contain them, has given rise to a new profession, the BIOWEAPON HUNTER.
Now with a new OP!

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Have a good night.
Thanks for the thread, boss.

If we do plan on eating dinosaurs, what should we try first?
Either a Triceratops or a Gallimimus.
>family bonding time

Is Lewis going to subtly ask Alice what it was like for her to be carrying a child in her to prepare himself for the future?
Im sure mumy will probs tell him that with out him wanting to know

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The last few days have been...interesting. Alek was forced into fighting a werewolf, banished from a town, was told of a corrupt Abbot who delighted in younger boys, gained a Daughter companion and escaped a Tribe full of cannibals.

Alek is a Witch Hunter, a being who has corrupted his very soul in order to fight the evil that plague the continent of Isalica.

Currently, Alek and the Daughter Sophia Delport, of the High Church order, are travelling on foot through the Wilds, a forest that seems to stretch on far into the horizon. Its an old forest, filled with magiks and wondrous creatures. But it is also filled with a lot of evil, cannibals, monsters, murders, occultist and various other dark creatures, often hiding behind a fake visage.


https://discord.gg/rCSHDCk - Join and stay up to date on updates
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>The warehouse

The warehouse is a great big brick building, with several high windows and a thick wooden roof. Its bland. Very bland.

Walking in Arlo saw two men, smoking a brand of Hogs Moss, a semi addictive grass that was mixed with several types of chemicals that lowered heart rates and gave you a carefree attitude, according to the adverts.

“Ahoy,” shouted Alek, walking up to them.

“Ahoy?” laughed Sophia “they aren’t sailors Alek.”

“Its all nautical terms around here.” he replied smiling.

“Ahoy matey arrrr.” replied on the men, laughing. “What can I help you with Captain Bones?”

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>>Report the dealings to the wharf authorities
Let the inquisitor deal with the dam and the Insurgency; let's settle our own job first.
>Go to the dam

I don't want to give anythong to the inquisitor since I want to kill his boss too.
Let's see if we can stop this quietly and put some sense into these rebels

>Go to the dam
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>Go to the dam

Walking down to the water, Alek quietly spoke to another several men, asking the same general questions that he had asked the warehouse men.

“Ok, so. From what I’ve gathered,” Alek said, going back to Sophia “is basically what the warehouse guys said. Seven guys pay the bargemen to go up to the dam with a trunk load of shovels and stuff.”

“I say we go up there.” Sophia said “If we can stop them from doing this, we can save the city. Thousands could die.”

“I agree. Failure to do so would be a blemish upon my soul.”

Walking over to the bargemen once again, Alek organised a trip up to the dam for a Silver Stag for the both of them.

“It’ll be a pleasure to transport Cap’n Bones to his destination.” Said one of the bargemen.

“Word travels fast around here doesn’t it?”

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Last time, we tried deception and bluffing, failed at that, pulled ourselves together(literally)and began to fight
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yeah, would you mind archiving this? I've already done the last 2.
No idea how to, to be honest. I'm a relative newfag.
So am I, I ended up working backward from a link to the 4chan wiki page on Old Man Henderson, found mention of /qst/ there, followed a link to the archive, and then clicked on the links to the boards at the top and bottom of the screen, with significant periods of time between each.

over on the left for the archive is a series of search bars and buttons to activate them, below that is the button to archive a thread

I'll do it though, don't worry
You'll See me tomorrow.

Going up the tiled stairs, open-air flies past you, as if to take refuge from whatever there is outside. The door to the roof is gone, and with it, the view of your Servant.

Caster is lazing about; playing with her hands, she creates a small pattern with her webs. Even to the modern day, she proves that her skill as a weaver is extraordinary.

You walk from out of the destroyed passageway. The platform that you're traversing is laden with bullet marks, engraved into Judas' world.

"Is there something you need?" Caster said, surprising you. She didn't need to turn around.

> [ ] "I thought that I'll hang out with you, now with Edelfelt still being upset."
> [ ] "I want your advice on something."
> [ ] "Uh...You did great out there."
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"Did you know Judas before coming here?"

"Coming here? What do you mean by that?"

"Were you not summoned?"

"Justinian was, but not me. You ask as if you're from another world."

Your brow raises. "So you were born here?"

"Uncle Judas created me. Does that count as being born?"

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>> [ ] Say goodbye and leave.
>Say goodbye and leave.

You lift yourself up, dusting your clothes thereafter. "I gotta get going. My partner wouldn't like it if I'm out for too long. It's been nice meeting you."

"You too. Will we see each other again, perhaps?"

"If circumstances make it possible. I can't really promise you anything, sadly."

"Oh. Goodbye, then. Your name is Rushorou, right?"

"You got it. And I won't forget yours on my part. See ya~!"

Mary waves back at you until your figure vanishes around the corner. There, now restored, she lays alone with her stones. The atmosphere felt peculiar at that moment, left to herself again.
Third thread:

Pastebin - https://pastebin.com/6i2zFDCU

You are the newly initiated Commander of GIB- the Global Investigation Bureau. A reactionary organization formed by the United Nations in response to increased reports of unnatural or extraterrestrial forces on earth. The organization was launched despite strong objections from numerous parties, all of whom are still calling for its disbanding. Poorly funded and equipped you are charged with investigating these reports and the validities of the claims.

You sit in your new office, buried five hundred feet underground. Comfy chair, nice oak desk and a cabinet of every fine hard alcohol known to man. Everything a man could need. You watch the door open as your chief intelligence officer enters the office carrying enough paperwork to ruin your good mood.

“Good Morning Sir, its good to finally meet you.”

She sits down across from you, her long red hair and stark blue eyes standing out. Placing the paperwork on the desk she reaches her hand across and you match it for a firm handshake.

“It’s good to meet you as well Karmen. Right to work are we?”

"Well I do have some reports to for you to look over. Ill be honest here im surprised someone like you is went for this position. It seemed like the UN would need to force someone in this position given how much opposition and little resources you’re given. What brought you here? "

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>Exalt Mission:
>Public Transportation
>Elisabeth: Plain Clothes, Pistol, taser, Flashlight, medkit.
>Juan: Plain Clothes, Pistol, Taser, Flashlight, medkit.
(Drop the medkits if they can't be hidden tho. I would want to do it all sneaky like.)

>Chupacabra Hunt:
>Agency Car
>George: Kevlar Suit, Shotgun, Magnum, Medkit, Knife
>Hayate: Kevlar Suit, Shotgun, Magnum, Flashlight, medkit, Knife.

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Needs a bit more streamlining.
Could you give more advice on what needs to be streamlined before i start a new thread?
took a while to read through it but I'd be up for more xcom
Stats and Equipment selection, and personnel names. Last one isn't a biggie so maybe keep it.

Stats seem to have dubious value or effect as far as we can tell either for choices or success in risking options and makes choosing which agents to send harder to decide on.

Equipment is a hassle to choose load out every time, would be easier to assign classes to our agents such as sniper, support, cqc, etc.

I can foresee two paths for agents to "evolve" in.

One is that agents are all default and the can be upgraded into classes, but are all given the same weapons (all glocks or pistols), or agents can become superagents that can do all when given a weapon and perform it perfectly.

This would reduce time and posts spend on just figuring out what to equip our guys with before sending them out. Leaving few choices such as should they go in full gear and body armour & armed with heavy weapons or incognito with suits and briefcase.

Also should let them all carry flashlights for free. its a pointless logistical distraction adding them in for cost and equipment slot unless you really want to do something with flashlights. Maybe treat it as a stackable upgrade that gives free flashlights to all agents because the base cost wasn't the item but a one time (level 1?) upgrade, and better flashlights need you to purchase another upgrade.

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I am bored and sick anons, and I haven't written anything in a long while, so help me with my warm-up and boredom would ya?

The Desert of Sorrows. Or Desert of Forlorn Glory? No, maybe Desert of Shattered Dreams. Nah, too long. Well, you'll have plenty of time naming the desert, seeing as it is an endless expanse of desolation, sand, and rocks as far as the eye can see. And your eyes can see very far indeed. After all, you were a first-class sniper. Or scout? It couldn't have been secretary, right?

Anyway, you were first-class something among the agents of the Sanatorium!
You shake your head again, that can't be right. But the name eludes you no matter how hard you try. You were definitely talented at something you didn't just make that up. This blasted desert. These blasted memories. These blasted dysfunctioning cybernetics on low-power mode! If you only remembered how you got here in the first place!

You close your eyes, trying to focus on what you were. Doing.

>A) Trying to assess your abilities
>B) Trying to find out where you are
>C) Trying to find out how you got here
>D) Write-in
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That's right; two high caliber BK-S-32 pistols, outfitted with a shotgun function. "Beaks" as you often liked to call them. Or it was a common nickname?
Anyway, the Beaks are without equal if you need to maintain mobility, but require firepower, and do not know the Raksha Arts. "No martial art like the gun-kata akimbo" or the saying among the scouts went.
You remember a sea of faces, friends, comrades. Yet they all go blurry the moment you try to focus them, all the names elude you.

There was also FLK-76 handgun, in case you need to take down a rhino real quick. It wasn't recommended holding it in one hand, but you've tried it anyway. Good thing you took those reinforced wrists. Finally, two EMP grenades, and two cover grenades filled with special gas that could fool infrared sensors as well.

So you were a Dark Hunter. Scouting, intelligence, infiltration, and assassination. You look around the desolate wasteland again. What are you supposed to infiltrate or assassinate here? There isn't even much to scout. And how did you get here? No ship, pod, or even a crater. Teleport maybe?
The comms are unresponsive.

>A) Go towards the collection of tall buildings on the horizon
>B) Move towards the lush vegetation on the north
>C) West, towards the mountains
>D) Try to put out an emergency broadcast and wait
>D) Write-in
>>>A) Go towards the collection of tall buildings on the horizon
>E. Go east towards the oasis in the middle of the desert.
You move towards the towering buildings in the east. It looks like an oasis in the middle of the desert, surrounded by the wasteland, but it's crumbling grey towers overran by vegetation for the most part. The trek couldn't have been longer than a few dozen miles, being accompanies by the skittering of lizards and the slowly moving globe of fire in the sky.

From a closer look, the city didn't seem to fare too much better than the worn landscape around it. Still, it is a source of shadow, and there could even be water. You don't feel any thirst, as the suit's power sustains you for the time being, but where is water, there is life. Or so did the rule go on most of the planets.

Stepping into the empty streets, there is no welcoming party. Not a soul.
>A) Try to find water
>B) Try to find people
>C) Try to find electricity
>D) ???
I never get to the point where I can introduce other characters. Maybe it is for the better. None of them are OC.

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Planet Sadala; home of the Saiyans of Universe 6. It is a beautiful world of lush jungles, great mountains, roaring and winding rivers, and a great variety of indigenous life. Though lovely in appearance, it is home to many dangers. Massive and fearsome beasts roam the wilderness, lush jungles give way to barren wastelands, and neighboring planets have proven hostile to the world of Sadala. Such tough conditions have bred a strong race of warriors, and the prowess of the Saiyans is known across the universe.

In order to defend their civilization, the Saiyans of the past founded the Sadala Defense Force, comprised of many mighty Saiyan warriors who fought off invaders and protected their bastions of civilization from harm. Soon, it became accepted that to invade Sadala was a useless gesture, and the world grew largely safer. This success impressed many across the universe, and soon, other worlds and interplanetary organizations began to come to Sadala, requesting the aid of the Saiyans.

Seeing the benefits of Saiyans continuing to be exposed to intense combat, as well as the financial prosperity it could bring, the Saiyan King expanded the role of the Sadala Defense Force, allowing other worlds to hire Saiyans for protection from invaders. The Sadala Defense Force has since become one of the greatest peace-keeping forces in Universe 6. And now, you intend to join them.
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We seem to be at an impasse

And this is getting weird.
>Older girl who hasn't said anything so far
I just don't know what to say about this.
Okay, older girl wins.
It was funny for a bit, now it's getting sad man. Plus glasses for aesthetics is retarded
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You're a troll. You live under a bridge.

When someone try to cross the bridge you yell


people then toss you some copper coins and you let them pass through your bridge.

One day some dude with a sword shows up and says
"Villainous creature I won't let you extort those poor villagers no more! Prepare to meet your doom!"

What do you do?
> Murder and eat him
> Break his legs and toss him in the river to drown
> Tell him he's a fool for defying the natural order of things then murder him and leave his corpse for the dogs

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Go sleep not op! Thanks for da funs!
sorry. i had a "me day" on sunday. i Will hit you up in 3 hours. at work atm.

Darkness and decay. The maintenance drones must either be busy or malfunctioning.


Oh, that’s unfortunate. Hopefully your masters will return soo-

Darkness and decay. The maintenance drones must be damaged or preoccupied with something else.

The room shakes beyond. Hmm, maybe the masters are having a party? Last I heard something bad was happening, so maybe it has passed.


Oh bother. Well hopefully the masters will come down once they’ve had the-

Darkness and decay. The maintenance drones must be...oh wait, there’s some light.

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>Fire a volkite blast at the barrier.
With the enemy standing mostly in the open, their enemies equivalent to ranged weaponry being poorly chosen rivet guns, your opening shot was easy to achieve. It struck the unarmored chest of the creature, went through him, and then into the pack on his back. Immediatly, there was a massive scramble as the creature grabbed their now dead comrades body, and threw him from their defenses as far as they could. The charging army began to part for their inevitable collision with the body, well before such an event would occur. Then, there was a flash of blue and a massive wave of air that knocked over many of the unarmored combatants that had been charging.

When the smoke cleared, there was a deep crater of glass where the body had landed.

Streak of plasma smashed into the slightly disoriented lines of charging tribe, the firing line reforming behind cover now. The shots were inaccurate, but where they hit they lift boiling pools of molten rock, and if they struck a target, even grazing it, only the warriors in their EEA armor could survive.

There was a noticeable pause in the line’s firing, and you could see blasted and melted tubes being thrown away as new ones were attached.

Single fire plasma weaponry. Primitive, wasteful, but effective for the circumstances. You watched as a streak of plasma flew towards you, and you managed to dodge it rather easily. That had been what struck your grav-arm back at the other hall. This enemy tribe was using technology far more advanced than the one you fought with, despite it being jury rigged and horridly primitive.

“Great Shepard, We must break their wall and overwhelm them, or else their daemonic weapons will burn us away.” The chieftain said, standing tall and lifting up his staff, which sparked with electricity. “The great Fire shall not be born again, charge my warriors!” He shouted, and ran forward, the entire mob shouting as they dodged boiling Pitts and thrown rebar spears.

>>Provide fire support ?

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>>Provide fire support?
>>Break through the wall?
>>Provide fire support ?

>>Break through the wall?
>Break through the wall

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A fantasy RPG
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>Take the watery path

Thanks for running dol
Have her take the watery path and scout ahead, it will be easier for her to only take care of herself.

thanks for running!
>>Bonus Party Member (increases max companions from 3 to 4)
>20 in Evocation, 15 in crushing and 5 in persuade.
I am cool with this.
Elemental magic is such a versatile discipline, she should put a bit in Air to unlock the fabled Air Breath spell.
>>Take the watery path
>Have her take the watery path and scout ahead
Cast water breathing on us too, but scouting a little ahead of us seems wise.

At any rate, let's try to stay sneaky beaky for once.

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The Island, seemingly propelled as though it was a ship, was getting closer to landfall. Its demonic appearance a hint to what it might do to the surrounding population centers if it does go ashore.

However, between landfall and the Island stood the New Queen and its accompanying fleet. Admiral Harkland sits in his armored command bridge, looking rather grim, but hiding a quarter of a smile underneath his stern expression.

Admiral Harkland will be communicating with everyone using low frequency radio waves. His engineers have also equipped everyone with a football-sized EMP net, which Harkland has instructed to be used when the "core" of the Island is at its final throes to secure and capture it.

Pilots, whether it is to fulfill Harkland's contract or some other purpose, the Island must be stopped before it reaches Nu-Japan's shores to keep potential collateral damage to a minimum.

Prepare accordingly, and good luck.

>This mission will accept at most 6 pilots (with priority given to pilots who joined Operation Oni Island) before starting in around 30 minutes.
>Post your suits and their bonuses.
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"You... Naive little..." Harkland turns around, disgusted to look at the pilots for a second longer, "Get out of my sight. I never want to see you lot ever again!"

Harkland starts walking to the bridge. His anger obvious.

>Mission Clear!
Hanai expresses politeness, although not much genuine warmth. "Play along with us, we're going to keep you safe. I'm with Silver Knight, and your safety is our top priority right now. Just relax."

<<Nice speech, Mark. Think we should ask Hanse to keep an eye on this guy?>>

Fuchs goes limp as the stress of the event flows out of her.
"I came in expecting just a fight, but that final show of the core being the pilot. Well. I should have expected that from the signs. I'll set up GPS for the ride home. Lets get flying Buio."

At the last line, Buio sees a guided line showing the flight path back to chicago. With their speed, they might get a majority of the trip done while still in Gattai.

"I am NOT looking forward to trying to repair the worst when we get home. The bill is going to be awful..."
"Oh hey, I wasn't kidding about the repairs. You know, if you're wanting that."

"Sure. I'll head over as soon as we can turn around."
Fuchs will then try to lead back to Hanai.

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Previous thread: >>3239593

The last thread has probably gone too far off the board at this point for my continuation to reasonably be noticed by anyone, So it continues here. Welcome back, Friends, Countrymen, to Ultraball 7: The Frieza Empire Strikes Back.
>RULES: Dice rolls are at a standard of best of 4, Though this may be changed on special occasions. If it is, you will be informed.

>Crits and crit fails vary, with 100 always being a **SUPER CRIT**.

>Special events may happen if you roll over a specific number, between two specific numbers, etc.

>The higher the roll, the harder the roll. Usually.
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Rolled 24 (1d50)

>Alright, sorry for the misunderstanding I guess
Sorry for the misunderstanding wins, writing
>Why do I do that when there are so few players

You sighed in relief, with no real reason or incentive not to believe him.

"Alright, sorry for the misunderstanding, I guess. We're going back to the cave to plan more."
You assumed Goku would be okay with this. Correctly thankfully as-
-you are now there. You have gotten: The 3, 7, and four star balls. You wonder briefly why you think of the four star ball as the 'four star ball' instead of the '4 star ball', before realizing how little it matters.

Planning time, two players.
..I mean, if neither of you actually want to do this, I can make one for you, but eh, I wanna mix things up.
>Write-in plan
Alright, got it, no mixing things up, i'm not allowed to have fun
Fucking hell this personality's just going to lose me the last two players I have
Back to feigning niceness!! Time to brainstorm I guess because kadkjhsjdbajhdsb
Is everybody having fun??:)
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Alright the reason no-one responded to that is probably because you're both just waiting for the next thing to vote on but uh
Regardless, I am more than a little disheartened
I'm just gonna cut this short and say this quest is on indefinite hiatus
It's full of mistakes, inconsistencies, and confusion
I MIGHT continue this, and MIGHT just start a new quest to hopefully do better than this one with the few lessons I've learnt, because I don't wanna STOP, it's just that this quest sucks.
Sorry guys but this is just.. argh. at least I made it to part 2.

If I do make a new quest, It'll be under a different name, and vaguely related to Scooby Doo. Unless some sudden kind words appear out of nowhere to get me to continue, uh..
Bye. Sorry.

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lets get some more crafters then, mostly potters so we can trade more stuff but also a few blacksmiths to work the metals we got.

send a exploration party to find the tower.

the warriors should at least be training most of the time instead of lazying around if we're paying them upkeep.
oh maybe i should give some crafter numbers. lets just do 1 smith now and give him an apprentice.

double the pottery workers if our clay supply can sustain it

How many more crafters you want? You're taking crafters from the pool of farmers so here's the numbers to help decide.
Farmers 410
Crafters 25

How many men for the exploration party? You don't need to send exclusively warriors, you can send militia men too if you want. There are 223 militia men. It's fall though so any militia men you send out is one pair of hands out of the fields harvesting.

Do you want to have our nobles scold the warriors for not training hard enough? On one hand it might lower their morale, on another hand they might actually start training for real.
hmm.. demote 10 of the worst recruits of the lazy warriors to crafting and send the remaining 11 off to find the dragon after a stern warning.

just a correction the number of farmers is 395, I forgot to deduct the amount of farmers that were assigned as warriors.

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