Though it is not a matter that many consider proper, you know above all of the importance of money; from the heaviest of gold bullion to the smallest copper coin, they are the very basis from whence civilized society is built, more fundamental even than the bonds of lord and vassal, and the blood which selects them for the right of rule. It is only through wealth that artisans are able to build, that farmers may cultivate crops to feed distant cities.

It follows, then, that having seen your own reserves to be running dangerously low, it falls on you to deal with an issue.

"Greetings be to you, your highness." you say, as you approach Don Carles on horseback. You both currently stand at the hills at the mouth of the valley, those hills where you had first gazed upon the siege that you now partake in. The finely-dressed prince seems rapt in thought, staring at all occurring bellow him.

"Greetings be to you as well, Don Alessandro. What is it that brings you to me?" he says, not for a moment breaking his study of the land.

"It is the matter of coin, my liege. Though I'd not wish to impress upon you, the warchest that I had brought through my lone campaign stands capable of paying my regiment for but a single month more." you reply, clearly stating your current case yet not directly asking your lordship for the funds he had promised: such was the way Etiquette demanded it.

"...I see." he answers, calm as always. "Very well, then. Send your list of payments to my quartermaster. I shall see to it that they are handled."

"My gratitude upon you, Don Carles."

And so, with but a single word from your liege, your monetary woes are solved; From now on, so long as you continue to be camped with the Army of Segoma, your upkeep will be immediately paid by Don Carles at the end of a month.

With such issues handled, you return to the normalcy of camp life, waiting to see how the other matters of the month will turn out...

>ROLL 1D100, THREE TIMES