The forum was down for many days, only now I could connect to play my turn.
In the Royal camp in Perth, where military drills are underway for fresh recruits...
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"Sire, yet another humiliating defeat for the Crown. The Irish are gaining ground.
But the Welsh still have many defences in the area..."
The military messenger was talking fast, excited with the whole Irish invasion which took all by surprise.
"I have made my decision. Now the Council of Clans must vote on it".
Hew was calm and collected.
"The Clans will support you Sire. This will be historical!"
The advisor was sure of himself.
But Hew stopped him.
"The Clans will never forget the assassination attempt in my name on their beloved Alexander. And the most superstitious blame the plague on me, as punishment from God..."
"Well then, the plague is over. Your punishment is over. You paid for you sins...now we move forward..."
The advisor smiled as he delivered his advice.
Hew fell silent.
Then he stood up like an eagle, grabbed the advisor by the neck and...hugged him so tight he almost crushed his bones!
"You little fox hahaha!
Call the Council!"
Hew's roaring voice was well above the clattering of swords and shields, pikes and axes...
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Barons next: http://www.mediafire.com/file/rhgfjw...s_104.sav/file