King Julius the Bold, hero of the Third Wyvern War, is dying.
He knows this, the same way he eventually learns everything: through long, bitter failure.
It had started with an inexplicable tiredness that his viziers had suggested was merely a part of growing gray hair, of showing the seasons. It had progressed, over the years, to a persistent cough, that never went away. One night he woke up to find bruises he couldn't explain, and since then it had been a recurring condition. Recently, his coughs have begun to be flecked with blood - and yet, the viziers he relies on but cannot trust tell him that surely this tonic will work.
None of them have.
And yet here he is, swilling the vile things that his viziers hand him because he knows but cannot be certain that this tonic will be a failure like all them before it.
The sun is bright outside his window today. The chill air fills the room, and for once and all the times afterwards he hates it. He hates how enticing it is, how he once strode out there into the air to adulation of the crowds as the conquering hero - but those times are past him. His braveness, his boldness, the one quality he had been chosen as king for, made obsolete by the force of his own arms.
Of course, he's realized since that that wasn't what he had been elected for.
Damn his foolish, wasted early years. Unable to comprehend the lightning quick legislation that the nobles were telling him were good for the country, not before they got his stamp of approval, blindly trusting that the comrades he counted on for the grand campaigns would have his own interests when they reach the Sejm, foolishly believing that virtue and training would be enough.
He felt a sense of embarassment, raging and isolating the tenuous allies he had then. It wouldn't be able to bring them back, but he convinced himself that it was merely a sign of growth, of being learning through beatings and difficulty.
Ah, but that he was young and a warrior again! When he was leading the cavalry, hearing the deafening roars of the artillery, the sound and the fury of the musketeers, and at last, the glorious charge against the wyverns from which the Oskarian cavalry gained its wings!
But those days were in the past, the cannons slowly cut down and the musketeers drawn down with the depletion of the royal treasury - the nobility cited the lack of need for such a structure, when they presented it to him, and promised that as the king's retainers they would help maintain the cavalry for which Oskaria was so renowed.
He coughed again.
Damn. This imbalance of humors was doing him no favors. He wiped the blood off of his hands with a handkerchief stained black to hide the bloodstains.
His hands were trembling, and his gut roiled.
He knew this feeling.
He prayed to the Compact, hoping that anyone, anything would listen.
The answer came back, just as it had the day before and the year before:
There was one great task the Compact had for him and his holdings: a Crusade, against a blasphemer in southeastern Transulinia. One who defied the natural limitations of the world and the Compact through magics most foul. Should he do this, the Compact would support him, his troops, and lend the wind to his back for the one last great act he could perform.
King Julius laughed a wet laugh.
When the Compact put it that way, how could he possibly refuse?
Across the Kingdom, the word is going out: the Royal Army is recruiting, and so are the noble retainers, in a great bidding war for warm bodies. After all, come the campaign season, the army will be marching out at the head of a grand crusade to put down the heretics to the Compact. Money endlessly flows out of the royal treasury, to finance the production of those arms and the soldiers who would be wielding the force of Oskaria's arms.
-5 Cash Flow! Neighbors shift to Gathering Crusade! Military strength will increase!
That meant your job, in the Finance Ministry, was to go bust the big fraud rings, and hopefully earn somewhere close to the amount of money that your work the last year had managed to achieve. You scowled, but this was just the kind of thing you would have to do. Well, you think, time to leap into action.
[] [Case] Grainy Resolution
Ever since the near-disaster you averted during the July and September Days, you've been keeping your eye on whatever the hell has been going on in the eastern provinces. Their grain imports have been shooting up, and their grain payments to the capital have been dropping steadily, while the imports and exports of other goods don't seem to suggest either a mass death or migration. Considering that the army will have to either take an eastern route or southern route, somebody's going to have to figure out what is going on over there.
[] [Case] The Origins of Specie
The second factor is that you're fairly certain that the currency in the western provinces is devaluing. You have no real way to prove it; the currency seems broadly similar, and the weight of a bag of coin doesn't feel any different - but the prices have been steadily increasing on products that come from and move through that region, without output noticeably dropping. Considering how much manufacturing goes on in the nearby regions, it's worth investigating.
[] [Case] Highway Robbery
In the southern provinces, travelers are beginning to report a huge uptick in highway banditry - and so are the taxmen. Something more suspicious than the usual corruption is going on down there, and you need to figure out what.
In exchange for your lightning-quick dismantling and liquidation of the Gorlin Chai Ring, you have obtained 1 Shiny. Here are things you can spend it on:
[] [Shiny] Cold Hard Coin
Money talks, and loudly. Best to start with more.
[] [Shiny] Archbishops' Authorization
Due to your hard work, you've impressed some among the archbishops. With a little bit of cash, you can impress them a little more for an official permit to investigate matters related to the cloth.
[] [Shiny] Unidentified Objects
The liquidation of huge chunks of the conspirators holdings has meant that they've turned over some more esoteric things - and you might be able to snatch some of those. Loot Roll.
[] [Shiny] Wider Remit
It would be great to have a much wider remit to search for incriminating documents among persons of interest, and not just potential culprits.
Upgrades:
[] [Shiny] Well Organized
+1 Stewardship.
[] [Shiny] Well Spoken
+1 Diplomacy
[] [Shiny] Well Trained
+1 Martial
[] [Shiny] Inspired
+1 Learning
[] [Shiny] Unremarkable
+1 Intrigue
[] [Shiny] Faithful
+1 Piety
[] [Shiny] Party Upgrades
Kerrie gains +1 Intrigue, +1 Martial, Cormag gains +1 Piety, +1 Diplomacy, Tekla gains +2 Learning.
[] [Shiny] Null
Save the Shiny for later.