D'Hara & Terran: We will help you by attacking Aurvandil
Barca: Thanks, but we don't need your help. We almost have peace.
D'Hara & Terran: Well, thats too bad, we're gonna do it anyway. We need the food from the regions that you lost.
Correction:
D'Hara and Terran: Repeated reasonable queries about war, its possibility, etc
Barca: Yes, rally your armies.
D'Hara and Terran: Okay. We'll commit to this if you need us to.
Barca: Cool deal bro.
(two weeks later)
D'Hara and Terran: Okay, we're ready for war.
Barca: Oh sorry lol jk. We were just !@#$ing with you.
D'Hara and Terran: Oh, so you horribly botched your foreign affairs and managed to be a cluster!@#$? Again?
Barca: Well sure if you wanna attack Aurvandil we'll support you.
D'Hara and Terran: Yeah, we're kinda starving here.
Barca: Oh by the way we're going to have the wrong marshal settings, our general abandon us, and our nobles marching in the wrong direction. Is that okay?
D'Hara and Terran: ....
(possible future)
Terran: Wanna kill Barca?
D'Hara: Hell to the yes.
