Several weeks to a month passed and the first few fruits of her choices began to trickle in. The raids were beyond successful. As the vast majority of forces around her were simple barbarian tribes the gold and food from these tribes as well as several men and women being absorbed into Queen Luxora's nascent empire. The borders of the capital city swelled and the influx of food and gold meant that the life of the average Korsovan citizen quickly got better despite the harsh winter. With more money being spent on amenities talks of dissent quickly faded, replaced with other talks of the glorious queen. It was the day of the arrival of the Orc war chief but before that, there were a few petitioners to see to before she was given free time to do what she wanted.<br/><br/><strong>Queen Ileosa Luxora I's stats:</strong><br/><br/>Influence: 150% (You lost 25% to make the orc chief come to your court instead of you to his, but your people are happy so it's no real change.)<br/>Mana: 100% (No change)<br/>Power: 125% (Your raids went really well.)<br/>Gold: 90% (Lost some buying, but made a lot raiding)<br/>Food: 75% (Lots of food from raids and buying.)<br/><br/>Alignment: Neutral (trending toward neutral good)<br/><br/>Location: Luxoria (Capital City)<br/><hr/><br/>Queen Luxora was surrounded by her attendants upon her throne finalizing the ceremony to welcome the orc chief to the capital. A good impression could mean an alliance, and with enough influence Ileosa could absorb the small nations of greenskins into her sphere of influence, giving her access to orcish warriors. "You look so beautiful," one fawning handmaid said (not a slouch in her own looks, but nowhere near the most beautiful woman in the world) the queen was dressed in foreign silks from the early influx of wealth from her smart decisions.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The military advisor did not have a petition this day, his men were still on successful raids, and her lord general had nothing but praise for his liege. Fawning aside the next advisor was her Ibn once more. The dark-skinned man stood and crossed his arms. "Great news, your majesty, your push to hunt down artifacts of a magical nature and your military genius has seen the coffers almost full to bursting. The influx of adventurers also means income, but we have few facilities for them to spend their coin in. To that end I propose:<br/><br/>A.) We build a library as a place study these artifacts and keep them secure.<br/>B.) Build an entertainment district filled with bars and brothels for visiting adventurers.<br/>C.) Build something for your personal use.<br/><br/>"I would enjoy coming to talk to you in private about the kingdom's fiances..." He said, but he stepped obediently back into line. That was a thing that was happening (as she had an idea of what was going on even if she was fast-forwarding to the interesting bits), everyone adored and flirted with her. She was without a doubt the most charismatic and beautiful queen in the entirety of the world. It also had a bleed on effect to the her people. Barbarians that they currently were since their queen was the ideal version of a human it meant that the humans of her nation had the beautiful and charismatic traits meaning that the peasant girl and stable boy were still gorgeous by comparison to other nations.<br/><br/>Next up was her cultural minister. The vivacious blonde woman with gray eyes was also seemingly enjoying the wealth that the raids brought in as well, as she was wearing gold and silk too. "Your grace, I bring news of a few domestic events that require your attention:<br/><br/>First, your quick decisions have cemented in the minds of your people the cult of your personality. You have the opportunity to be more than a simple flesh and blood monarch. There are small groups of people worshiping your visage as a goddess. You are the great unifying force of our tribes, you are the object of our love!<br/><br/>Second, as you are a female monarch, this has made the men of the kingdom generally worshipful of the female over themselves. There is talk that you do not need a king to pass along your divine right. Would you like to foster these ideas or do you have another course you wish your kingdom to take?<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>A light day of petitioning aside the central hall of the keep became lavish and inviting for their humanoid guests to come later. The afternoon sun peeked through the windows as her female herald announced War Chief Kragnos Axe-Breake, Chief of Chiefs. A massive almost emerald green male bull orc walked through the door, almost making the great double doors look flimsy. He stood over seven feet and was a massive mountain of muscle. His firm muscles rippled beneath his motion. He wore several fine pelts and skins. He carried a large broken axe which he did hand over to an attendant. His face was brutish and scarred but his hair was well kept. Obvious effort was made to make his tusked face handsome to look upon.<br/><br/>He approached her and sat on her right as the guest. It was small banquet, mainly for negotiations. "Queen Luxora, let us cut through the fat. Your nearby raids against your barbarian kinsmen have made me change my mind. I first thought I could dominate you, you are female, weak, but perhaps not so much." He ate a whole half of a chicken and downed a tankard of ale. Table manners were not his priority. "I would like to form an alliance with you. We will not attack one another and I will give you the right to hire orcish mercenaries."<br/><br/>A fair deal to be sure, but there was always room for counter offer.<br/><br/><br/>