The Rados Army receives 1,000 Gold in tithes from their villages.
Current Gold: 5,000


Brygos: "Oi, Marsy, what the 'ell're we doin' anyhow? That's a whole damn army out there!"
Standing on the edge of the forest, the two woodsmen gaze out onto the field by way of Chronos, a host that easily matched their rabble of peasantry made themselves clear.
Marsy: "Shut yer trap Brygos, you wanna strip rabbits fer the rest of yer life? This's our chance to get titles ourselves if little- er I mean Lord Lycus liberates Miletos!"
Brygos: "Cripes Marsy, we're jus' damn hunters, ye can barely feather a pheasant let alone a man. I knew ye were gonna get me killed some day. . ."
Standing on the edge of the forest, the two woodsmen gaze out onto the field by way of Chronos, a host that easily matched their rabble of peasantry made themselves clear.
Marsy: "Shut yer trap Brygos, you wanna strip rabbits fer the rest of yer life? This's our chance to get titles ourselves if little- er I mean Lord Lycus liberates Miletos!"
Brygos: "Cripes Marsy, we're jus' damn hunters, ye can barely feather a pheasant let alone a man. I knew ye were gonna get me killed some day. . ."
