Dialogue is from Bellum Civile - another mod that's rapidly working it's way to the top of the "Must Haves" for Bannerlord. Combine with Dramalord and Affairs of Calradia for maximum effect (but do read the sticky posts).
Seriously, hats off to the guy who made this mod. It's really, really good.
PS5, Decided to get all my favorite M&B 2 photos in one place, I hope y'all like em.
Figured one full post is better than several small ones.
What on Calradia am I expected to do now for loyalty? So they got rid of BOTH festival and games AND fairgrounds so now there's no more slowly building back up the fief while keeping loyalty in check. Oh what's that? The council gave you a fief that's right on the fucking border with the faction you're warring with because it's what they're programmed to fucking do? Tough shit, bud, guess you either have to hope that you can build up your security enough while everyone in the fucking enemy goddamned kingdom raids your villages and tries to siege you before the fucking loyalty dips below 20 and you're fucked because you can't construct extra garrison capacity, or just give it back to the kingdom who will lose it to rebels or siege 5 minutes later.
The political crisis in Lycaron has erupted into chaos and catastrophe. Facing military collapse on the borders, Empress Ira bypassed centuries of law to declare Emergency War Powers, seizing direct control over noble tax revenues and conscription, bypassing the Senate entirely. Enraged by their lost authority, Lord Phadon and his Senate allies led the charge against Ira, and publicly whipped the capital into a frenzy. Behind the scenes, that anger was weaponized. Hired killers were paid to blend into the manufactured civil unrest, waiting to execute the Empress and clear the throne for a Senate coup. Today, that trap closed.
Earlier today, Empress Ira attempted a quiet walk along the high ramparts alongside her best friend and closest advisor, Alena, escorted only by a skeletal guard detail. As the party descended into the lower district, they were boxed in by what appeared to be an enraged mob.
The riot proved to be a cold, coordinated hit. Pulling hidden blades, the mob surged forward, swarming and slaughtering the guards in seconds.
The Empress did not yield quietly. Drawing a hidden dagger, Ira lunged into the fray and gutted two attackers on the spot. Realizing they were defenseless, Alena grabbed Ira, desperately trying to drag the Empress back toward the safety of the keep.
The escape ended in horror. An assassin's blade caught Alena, cutting her down instantly. As Alena fell, the mob overwhelmed the Empress, stabbing Ira repeatedly before she collapsed.
The alleyway is left dead silent, littered with the bodies of fallen guards and dead assailants. Empress Ira and her advisor lie bleeding side by side on the cold pavement.
With the Empress cut down in her own capital, total chaos has broken out across Lycaron! More updates to follow as the situation develops!
While the imperial surgeons in Lycaron labor in total silence to pull Empress Ira back from the brink of death after the assassination attempt, the Senate moves to seize her crown.
Archon Phadon, long the Empress's most venomous political rival in the capital, believed the throne was ripe for the taking. As the grandson of Emperor Neretzes, he viewed the imperial seat as his birthright, desperate to restore the authority of the noble oligarchy, and erase the humiliating disaster at the Battle of Pendraic that had stripped House Neretzes of the crown. He moved into the grand hall with purse-strings open, attempting to buy the palatine guards on the spot. Phadon assumed there was no one left to stop him. Ira's husband, Emperor Jon, and their son and heir, Prince Arenicos, are both trapped fighting a brutal proxy war in the frozen North, their fates completely unknown.
He failed to account for Princess Rhamira, Ira’s daughter. Standing third in line to the throne, Princess Rhamira had been dismissed by the patricians as a harmless child. But as Phadon handed out bribes, Princess Rhamira entered the hall flanked by loyalists. Seeing the treason unfolding before her, she climbed the dais and sat the throne. By Princess Rhamira's direct decree, Phadon was stripped of his authority and confined to his quarters under house arrest.
Down in the city streets, blood still darkens the paving stones where Empress Ira and her companion Alena were ambushed. Adinea the Black, the premier operative of the crown's shadow network, returned to the scene to hunt for answers. A hooded cleaner attempted to lunge at her from the dark, but Adinea put a dagger through his throat first. In his pockets, she discovered heavy gold coins stamped with the mark of House Neretzes, confirming Phadon’s hand in the attack on the Empress.
Adinea brought the coins straight to Princess Rhamira. Armed with concrete proof of the Neretzes plot, Rhamira wasted no time, stripping Phadon of his comforts and ordering him dragged from house arrest directly into the deep dungeons beneath the keep.
Next, Adinea sought out her superior, Lord Yaqus, the ex-Aserai now-Imperial Master of Whisperers trusted by Empress Ira for his vast connections. Presented with the gold, Yaqus offered only a cold dismissal. Adinea knew her mentor too well- a master spy never ignores a bloody trail. The sickening realization set in that the man who trained her was part of the conspiracy. His only response was a low, chilling warning for her to stand down and let the tide take its course.
The Master of Whisperers has turned traitor. Phadon sits caged in the black cells. And in the quiet palace chambers above, Empress Ira is about to awaken to a court built on lies.