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Castle Game: Taisho Roman Revolution
[Suddenly, you hear the wailing of a horn. Outside, tension is turning to panic. You can't see anything, but you can hear people gathering up their things, sobbing in fear or speaking in harsh whispers. A lone voice calls from the distance:
The enemy approaches!
Upon the map, an unfamiliar geography appears -- several small nations, clustered together. Outside of them, an endless sea of enemy forces, identified only by a symbol of a cracked skull. Each of the small nations is marked with a flag in one unit's colour, and a tiny model of a castle.
You are at war. How will you protect your people and yourself?
(Rules & questions are here. Cleo is your gamerunner!)
The enemy approaches!
Upon the map, an unfamiliar geography appears -- several small nations, clustered together. Outside of them, an endless sea of enemy forces, identified only by a symbol of a cracked skull. Each of the small nations is marked with a flag in one unit's colour, and a tiny model of a castle.
You are at war. How will you protect your people and yourself?
(Rules & questions are here. Cleo is your gamerunner!)

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[ He remains quiet at that, thinking it over. He doesn't think stealing is honorable, but he doesn't want any of them to die either. This is going to be hard on his morals. What's worth more? Stealing to survive and make sure they get through this? Or keeping his honor? ]
My honor isn't as valuable to me as the rest of you are. So I'll agree with stealing if we have to.
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[ While he is arguing, his heart does not sound particularly in his argument ]
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