Send scouts out to find Alastors or Ecclesiasts with mules you could steal. Just remember what I said about Breden.Īcquire more mules - do in exactly this order: There’s gonna be a little fudge factor here due to the randomness, so my suggestions will be vaguer. Now we get into a slightly different format. No-I want to be the one bringing us through the winter, even if it does mean wrangling a dozen different numbers. I’d be happy to rob the rich and powerful, but it’s rather more difficult than I’d guessed.Ī healthy diet for all sick outlaws, and a subsistence diet for all healthy ones. Not all of your outlaws are Shayardene, after all.Īctually, I want to decrease the number of mules to Terret. I’ve shared with them what drives me-the things I truly loathe about the Thaumatarchy. It’s your decision - but if you’re going Inner Voice and fighting, then you really need to keep both Breden and Simon/Suzane on a leash. But the Eclect has more control over her people. (Since this is a devout playthrough, I do recommend taking one religious choice or the other.) The Inner Voice is a strong call that will get you more fanatical, armed troops and more morale, as well as a new sacrament that’ll let you make some friends. Your religious choice is less immediately momentous, but worth considering nonetheless. On the other hand, you’ll come up with more blood than you otherwise would. You’ll lose more outlaws if you fight, but more importantly, you’ll lose Zvad. However, if you do plan to fight, then I suggest that Breden stay behind a desk and only operate in the specific places I suggest. If you run, then things are a lot simpler, and you can rely on Breden as heavily as possible in the winter - because he’ll trust you when the hounds come and he won’t be making it to the next game. First is: do you plan to fight or run in Chapter 4? And second, do you plan to become Eclect, or go with the Inner Voice? Okay, now let’s talk, because there’s branching up ahead and you should make a couple of decisions now. Interlude: Planning, and Ramidel’s Thoughts You’re one of the few I would trust.” (Actually, we’re setting him up for a fall just keep that in mind.)
We’ll make no plans where unfriendly ears might overhear us.” We shouldn’t punish the Alastors as severely as the Theurges. We must maintain order, or we’re no more than a violent rabble.Īlas, no-the helots would never stand for it. We should try to take them alive and try them for their crimes before we execute them. (First option also works.)Ĭall out, “If you know what’s good for you, Theurge, you’ll let those helots go and leave the town.” I’d normally have held my tongue-but Xthonos, I can’t stand by while they Harrow children. So I waited until morning for a daylight experiment in the woods.
And bring the Shayardene nobility onto our side.” “If you lose sight of the real enemy…if you can be distracted by the occasional noble abuse? Yes, you’ll lose me.” I’ll teach them when there’s a rebellion on.) (This is optional, but I prefer not to piss off the nobility for the sake of some helot rabble. “Nothing like a little sedition on a summer evening, I always say.” Quelling my anxiety, I stepped into the sweltering little hut.Įncyclopedic knowledge and reasoning skills.Īnd I didn’t see much point in trying to teach them. “How do you propose to make that happen?” Part of me badly wanted to take him up on it.
“The unrestrained, excessive violence inflicted by the Hegemony on the helotry and drudges.”(If you so choose, substitute “All the ways that helots are treated as less than human-above all the harvest of their blood in the Harrowing.” and “Yes: I sincerely care about the helotry.” It’s more compassionate, but I play arrogantly.) The corruption of the true faith of Xthonos by the Karagond priesthood. (Personally, here’s where I use “I could no longer countenance such barefaced impudence!” It shouldn’t take much working around if you’re in it for a Breden romance.) Our family was noble before the Conquest, and we did not take a Karagond family name. I was still eager to hear a story from Outside the Wards. …exhilarated, as if the world had opened up in front of me. I was the only child of the aristocracy in the wineroom. The Hegemony’s suppression of the folkways of other nations, including my own. Likewise, I don’t want to tell you what sex you are. Whenever I say …, that’s a fancy way of saying “pick whatever until the next relevant choice.” I’m also not going to tell you what to do romantically, though I note that Breden is probably going to end up dead at the end of this. Choice of Rebels: The Aristocratic Theurge
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