La Chanson de la Victoire (The Song of Victory): La Petite Arpenteuse (Non, SV, you are a General of France in the Napoleonic War!)

Parlez-vous français?

  • Oui, je parle très bien français!

    Votes: 162 14.3%
  • Un peu.

    Votes: 188 16.6%
  • What? Francis? Nope.

    Votes: 330 29.1%
  • What? Oh, don't be silly, my dear!

    Votes: 161 14.2%
  • ¿El español es lo suficientemente bueno?

    Votes: 86 7.6%
  • Ich verstehe dich irgendwie.

    Votes: 64 5.6%
  • Я очень хорошо говорю по-русски.

    Votes: 64 5.6%
  • 我听不懂。

    Votes: 35 3.1%
  • 何を言っているのですか?

    Votes: 28 2.5%
  • nuqneH pa'!

    Votes: 10 0.9%
  • فرانسه بلدنستم

    Votes: 7 0.6%

  • Total voters
    1,135
I guess retroactively applying them is not an Option? Because I would have liked to boost a few of these Rolls.
No. Sorry.
Okay, then it's either Russia and Tsar Alexander pulling their strings, Austria backstabbing us and breaking our Alliance or Prussia and the German States overreacting to our stabilization of Spain.
Or a Combination of those things.
:V
wow a mix of great and terrible rolls
Yep
 
Hey Mag, would it be okay if we could remind you of any bonuses before posting up a new chapter so you don't forget again?

Just wanted to ask if that would be alright with you.
 
It seems that the new diplomatic mission to china needs some men on their protective detail.

What's this? A volunteer? Well who are we to deny such patriotism?
 
It seems that the new diplomatic mission to china needs some men on their protective detail.

What's this? A volunteer? Well who are we to deny such patriotism?
Sorry, but we have to deal with far more... pressing matters that we need to attend to.

Now, I'm willing to pull a lot of shit here.

But that is not yet.
 
Severin: "Murat I was joking about getting in her skirts you handsome bastard! Dumas wants to spend more time with his family, which is understandable, but that means we've lost the Doom-Guy for the moment. Sure, Johnny will get his chance at command, but he's never commanded anything larger than a brigade in combat. Looks like we're in for lots of exercises this year. And you, Captain Falcon! I thought you got that temper of yours under control! You and Charlie almost died over that stupid duel and if it weren't for Julian, you would have! After you recover, ten mile ruck march and an hour of bayonet drills! Of all times for Dumas to be gone... Now to find this sonnuva-"
 
Memento Mori (Tjakari)
The Burial of Astor Auclair: It took Brian seven Hours to dig his father's grave. It took him only twenty minutes after that to realize that if he did not work soon, he and his sister would die.

Memento Mori
It's supposed to rain when people die.

It's been nothing but sunny though. Sunny and hot.

There hadn't been even a touch of poetry to their family tragedy, just toil and sweat, and a bitter taste in the mouth. Where the pain of loss should have been was only dread and hunger.

Papa had left them little that would carry them past the next month, and now that he's in the dirt, there's no more excuse to do nothing. No more excuse for confusion. No more charity. A man must work. The world will have it no other way. Not even God has a tear to shed for their father.

If Brian had shed tears, he couldn't tell them from the sweat beading off his brow.
If Therese had cried, she hid it well.

The Church had pitied them enough to give them a few prayers, a small patch for a grave and lent them the shovel to dig it. Therese, to her credit tried to help. But this was not for her to do. It falls onto the eldest to care for the little ones, for their youngers. That was the way of things.

Father did what he could, when he could. Now he's gone and so turns the wheel another cirque.

"Requiescat in pace, Papa. Perhaps the worms will weep for you. Maybe one day I'll have the chance to."

Au revoir.
 
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