>Sorry about the delay. Internet issues. Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/25875846/>Once, there was a boy who would be king, and his wolf. The boy broke a promise to marry, but went to a wedding nonetheless. The wolf sensed treachery, but the boy ignored it, he had eaten salt and bread. He had thought none would break the guest right. But they did. Boy and wolf died, the wolf's head stitched to the boy's corpse. But, from that, a king lived.>Current dice pool 5 monstrous, 3 noble.You could sleep. Not that you needed it, but the option was there. You aren't sleeping though, and neither are the men watching you. Beric shook your hand- he would not betray you, but you worry him. You hear their whispers even so far from the main group. Monster. Cursed. Abomination. At least they gave you some rabbit to eat. During consumption, you found to your irritation that whoever stitched your head on to your bed did not match the neckholes properly. You can still feel the itch of some meat caught between head and body. You're still hungry.You sit at the edge of the firelight, in the shadows, on a boulder, surveying the band before you. Still loyal to Beric. Very quiet, experienced, you see careful eyes cast to the edge, smooth changes of watch, bows strung and unstrung with practice. But too few, too ill equipped, too hungry, and not meant to stand and hold a line. Frustration. Memories of battles won. Undefeated, in battle. But a loser in war.Someone approaches. A smell of wine, fire, and priestly garb. The one called Thoros. The one that spoke merciful words for you. Something about him causes distrust. He approaches, intoxicated. Some liquid courage to approach the King in the North at night."Robb!" The robed man comes up to you, swaying a bit on the rough ground, "Just the man I was looking for," A poor joke, "I was wondering, if you had some time to talk, er, or write I suppose?">Input.
>>25916853wave to him to sit.
>>25916853I'll be posting here in a moment, unfortunately I've got my own quest to run, but I like your stuff, it's good stuff. I'll see what I can do to keep up Robb's winning streak... We can't ever lose a battle.
>>25916966Sit. You wave to the rock next to you magnanimously. Some part of you is irritable at this, like anything else that delays you from pursuit of crown and vengeance. Freys, Boltons, Lannisters, you repeat it silently."Robb?" Oh yes, the priest, "I reasoned that, that, that somebody should come, and treat you like a person instead of letting you glower and stew on a rock," Thoros gives a tight lipped grin at that. You emit a low growl, unwilling to be mocked, which causes Thoros to raise a hand in apology, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Suppose with all that happened you'd be in no mood for jokes."Some laughter. Both you and Thoros glance to Beric, talking to a man. Seems to be Harwin."He's a good man, Beric," Thoros pauses, looks down, "He won't give up the band to you," Thoros looks over, worry plain on his face. He's afraid, but honesty has caused him to speak here, "He hopes to cooperate with you, but I don't imagine that that would satisfy you. We had your sister Arya here, for a time," Thoros takes another drink from his wineskin, looking carefully at your face. You aren't baring your teeth, but you do feel a well of anger rising within you, "She escaped though. We had intended to ransom her. If we had known-""Where?" You growl out, unable to keep the question from your mind."With the Hound, Sandor Clegane perhaps, he had her first, or perhaps she managed to run off somewhere else in the Trident."You're not sure whether or not to care. It's not related to Freys, Lannisters, or Boltons. And she was a girl of the Stark line, couldn't pass on the name- no, no, no, she was part of the pack, that was all that mattered-
"I don't know what raised you," Thoros is speaking again, a blessed interruption, "But I wager that your purpose is to seek bloody vengeance. Which is your right- what was done to you and yours calls for nothing less, and you have the means," Thoros stands then, "But please, don't drag us in to it. We're not your bannermen, Stark," Thoros looks sympathetic, even as his voice sharpens, "Just sympathetic. We'll go and see what we can recover from the river for you, and perhaps reunite you with your sworn men, but I beg of you, to leave us out of whatever terrible plans you have. "The red robed priest stands, wiping the dust from his back, and then gives you a nod, "No disrespect, my lord. Just a request."There are a great deal of Beric's men here. To be sure, you had nothing to fear from ten men, twenty even, but enough, and even your monstrous strength could be overcome. You feel a great and terrible anger at the audacity of this holy man to tell you who and what you were to command- but right now, you were in no place to teach him respect. But perhaps there would be something else you could do. Rest until morning, and the river search, or make a show of strength? Or something else?>Input.
>Hmm... There seem to be a lot of popular quests up right now. Maybe it'd be better another time then.
>>25917389Make a show of strength. remember those blue eyes from the man that you had bit... They saw so far off and watched so intently... it enraged you but you can't get them out of your head.There's something to that.. We should give these men blue eyes, or at the very least show the Red Priest that you will not be undermined...Hell, it doesn't even need to be a big thing, they just need to harass the men of the siege.Can we get that map, OP?
>>25917529i was just grabbing a bite and came back now, you seem to have at least two followers for now, maybe give it a chance for another update or two and if noone comes decide on another date.there are quite a few popular quests tonight.
>>25917389search around the river and woods. listen, smell and feel for around you, maybe we'll find ourselves some wolves, a real pack.
Sorry, I'm being impatient.>>25917537Here's roughly where you're at right now, downriver of the Twins. You currently aren't sure how to give men blue eyes. Some part of you however would like to see such things, while another part of you shivers in hate at the thought of them. >>25917652Right now, or in the morning with the rest of Beric's men? You don't feel exhaustion at least.
>>25917690now, wolves are mostly nocturnal creatures(iirc), so its all the better.
>>25917690Might as well go now, then. One can be so much more productive when one does not require rest.
>>25917803The Red Priest totters away, back in the range of his fire. Feh. You can settle your score later. Let the men sleep. You rise from your dusty stone, and stalk off in to the night. You can get to work. It takes time for your eyes to adjust after staring at the fire, but soon you are surprised at how much you can see with only the moon's illumination. Rough and broken land, you clamber down, walk past the rock and dirt until you're at home again in the grass and trees, back down among the watered lands. You breath in deep, smell small frightened prey, stag spoor, the too rank cooking fires of the men that you're leaving in the distance behind and then, just barely on the wind down by the river, a familiar smell. You perk up. Your sister. A fellow pack mate. Nymeria, that's the name that floats to your mind in confusion, but what use is there for names when it comes to kin so close? Another tangent, you shake your head, she's down by the river. Pursue! But wait, some part of you hesitates- Nymeria is not alone. The wind is thankfully in your face- though your pathetic body might blunder and have no sense for stealth, at least your scent won't have been picked up yet. And your form is not what it once was. To go quickly might get you an ally, or might frighten your kin. Uncertainty. So frustrating. >Input.
>>25917690This isn't our pack, we leave now alone and look for ours. But if the vote comes down to staying with the men, I say we challenge Beric for leadership. We're King In The North, we don't take orders from some heathen priest.
>>25918076Let's go. Subtlety is rather beyond us now.
Hmm. Seems we're rather far from Riverrun.Do we have any idea where our Bannermen could be?
>>25918076Howl at the moon, let our sister know we're near and put a good fright into anyone else who's listening.
>>25918076dropped your trip, QM.also I just got in - ready to quest
>>25918076Damn it, forgot my trip. Sorry gents.
>>25918160i was also going to suggest this.seconded.
>>25918160This.We should signal ourselves to our sister and her pack.
>>25918160Support for howling, at least.Fear is a good thing, if it's in equal measure to respect.
>>25918160>>25918203>>25918206>>25918211Okay, howling it is. Writing.
You creep cautiously forward, smelling your sister on the wind. Your eyes flicker around, you don't believe you're noticed yet. You decide to give her fair warning and let out a howl to her.Silence, save for the noise of of crickets in the reeds. You growl in frustration. Did she not hear? Then you hear a howl back, uncertain, poorly voiced. It speaks of sorrow, confusion, and fear. Seems something vexes your sister that isn't you. No immediate danger, but there is concern in that noise. A few other wolves pick up the call, but they're far from you or your sister. Apparently, Nymeria is alone at the moment. At least you've given her warning. Sounds like she's down by the river side.>Input.
>>25918324Run to the river side.She's been notified of our presence.Though I'm unsure of how she'll react to our human body.
>>25918324Let's head on down.
>>25918324go to her. we'll unite with our siblings, wolf or human, and lead our pack to glory.
>>25918324Move towards her, but slowly, carefully. Give her time to process, we must smell freaky as hell to her, being both Robb and Grey Wind (not to mention dead)
You dash forward, fighting feelings of joy and concern. An ally! Kin! Someone that might understand, or might not. The grass gets long here, you splash among the reeds, among the shallow water and mud forcing through. You smell her as you get near- and smell something foul. Old dead. Something water soaked and fish chewed. You push through the reeds, and come to a dirty shore where you see your sister wolf standing, whining, above the corpse of your human mother. Nymeria raises her shaggy head, and gives a low bark, and backs away in confusion. Strange. She's not acting right. The direwolf lowers her head, and turns it, looking at you in confusion- but you think you see some recognition in her eyes. But your mother. Your gaze returns to her. Throat, split open. Wrinkled, awful, bloodless skin. The dead are supposed to look serene. But in her corpse, you see no peace, jerked at an uncomfortable angle, dragged on to the shore by wolf's jaws. You knew, some part of you deep inside nastily coils, you knew she wouldn't survive. No. This is not your mother. You feel a hate arise, and start snarling.>Input.>A roll of 3d6 nobility dice may be called for to act with any sort of clarity.
>>25918480Seconding this. It's also about time for us to know for certain whether we're animated by the Great Other or the Gods of Old... She'll attack us for sure if it's the Great Other or Bro it up if we're Old Gods incarnate.
>>25918535Gnaw the corpse. This isn't mother anymore, we need to destroy it properly.
>>25918592Yeah, that'd go over great with Arya warging in Nymeria right now."Wow, that's Grey Wolf's head! And it's EATING MOM WHAT THE FUCK"
Rolled 1, 1, 6 = 8>>25918535howl once for agony.once for anger.once for vengeance.dig a deep grave for our mother, use whatever, a tree branch, our hands, our feet... anything. bury her to sleep in peace while we burn in vengeance in this damned world.
Rolled 5, 6, 6 = 17>>25918535Bury the body.
>>25918675Grey Wind actually.>>25918696>>25918722Eh, you got a six so I'll give you this- you know that actually Tully funeral rights call for the corpse to be set on a boat set on the river, and then burned. Kind of like a small scale viking funeral. Do you want to do the full rite? That would take effort, but be more respectful. In the short term, burying her would be easier.
>>25918755i know tully's funeral, but didnt find it logical that a wolfman builds a boat in one night and then sets it on fire(?!). burying her hear beside the river is good enough if you ask me.
>>25918755I think full rite is what should be done, can we enlist the help of Beric in performing this?
>>25918782Yeah, I figured that that would be something that would take a great deal of effort. Just wanted to mention in case anybody didn't know. I'll call it for diggin' unless any one has any major objections at this point.
>>25918823Nah, we can dig.or we could consume
>>25918854Her flesh will make us strong.
>>25918722>>25918696For a moment, you are disbelieving, and wish nothing more than to tear the corpse apart limb from limb, throwing the remnants in to the river. This debased thing should be removed from the world.No. That is not what a king should do. You approach the corpse, and at this, Nymeria finally acts a wolf, crouching and growling at you. You ignore her, and reach carefully under your mother's knees and neck, and lift her from the shore. Nymeria's growls fade, and she whimpers and whines at the sight of it. You walk past. She follows at your heel.You know what your mother's family would want- you idly reflect on descriptions drilled in by maesters. But that was not practical. A proper funeral could wait until later. For now, the best you could hope for was for her corpse not to be ravaged by crows or wolves. You walk from the river, Nymeria padding behind, and choose a spot high and dry, underneath a tree split by lightning. As good a spot as any. You set her down, and put your cold, hard hands to the task of tearing up grass and dirt. You are somehow unsurprised when Nymeria joins you. A few curious wolves gather around, but a growl from Nymeria causes them to fall back.It takes hours, but for now, you don't feel the nagging fury and hungry desire to seek revenge. Finally, considering it deep enough, you carefully set her down in the hole, hands folded, what little hair remained combed in place. You regret that you don't have something to cover her, but the dirt will have to do. Nymeria watches mournfully the whole time, though you can see her focus waning. She is making a clear effort to watch. By the time you finish, you can see the first hints of daylight on the horizon. Nymeria is barely able to keep her agitation from showing, but she stares at you now. You can go back to Beric's men, you suppose. By the time you get back, they'll be awake to help you hunt along the river. >Input.
>>25919063Stay with Nymeria, she is of kin, clan, and pack.
>>25919063>Oh, I should append here before things shift too much.>You also have the choice to add another die to your nobility dice pool, permanently.>Or, to turn that down and gain a perk.
>>25919063Let's return to Beric's group.
>>25919155voting to turn down.
>>25919155Perks perks perks
>>25919155Elaborate on the perks
>>25919063stay with nymeria for now. try to convince her to follow us, become a pack again.those filthy humans are no pack of us, and if we wish to find them later, we can catch that stench from miles away.
>>25919175>>25919190>>25919194Perks! Basically, force multipliers for the King in the North, or abilities. Currently, you feel you have four choices.>[ ] A King is Never Unarmed 1 - You get claws on your hands. Fairly simple, killing men by causing them to bleed is easier than bashing them with your fists. Acts as a multiplier for killing on brutality checks.>[ ] Unnatural Voice - You can speak now, though the voice is disquieting, and naggingly not your own. Still, at least this way you can address your armies.>[ ] Words Without Wind - You can speak to one person at a time mentally. They know it's you speaking, but aside from the one person hearing your words, no one else can perceive your communications. No compulsion, but you can be heard.>[ ] Cold Heart 1 - You remove yourself from worries about your family. Permanently. No more worrying about emotional checks regarding matters of your father, mother, brothers, or sisters. Increases worry from normal humans though.Also, if you can think of other ideas that fit thematically, please speak up as long as they're not ridiculously powerful.
>>25919368I vote Words Without Wind, then we can just have a "Translator," like the Dragons in Shadowrun.
>>25919368either>[ ] Unnatural Voiceor>[ ] Words Without Windnot being able to communicate sucks dick
>>25919368Cold Heart is interesting, but should be put off till later. I'd say we should go with Words Without Wind
>>25919155Return to Beric's men but call Nymeria and her pack to follow us. A king should not be without a court and until we get our men back these wolves will do fine.
>>25919368>[x] A King is Never Unarmed 1can we make it only 1 *arm* turns wolfish though? hand with claws and all, and the arm is muscled and furry. somewhere between wolf and human, just like we are.we'll have a wolfs' arm and a humans arm with sword at hand. i actually wnated this since the previous thread.
HA I knew I'd find this. Ima read it up and join in a bit
>>25919450I guess it's down to you.Unnatural Voice or Words Without Wind?
Rolled 2>>259195781 - Unnatural Voice2 - Words Without Wind
>>25919616Words Without Words it is. And then we're going to try to convince Nymeria to follow us with her pack. Roll 3d6 gents.
Rolled 1, 2, 6 = 9>>25919639
Rolled 3, 2, 5 = 10>>25919639
Rolled 3, 4, 4 = 11>>25919639Shouldn't it be 5d6? Dominating our fellow beasts seems more like the wolf thing than the lordly thing to do.
>>25919705if we decided to pack with wolves, it probably would be. but for some reason we tought it would be better to lead these wolves to beric's camp...
Rolled 2, 4, 2 = 8Bump.
OP You write guuud... but where are you?
welp, 5am over here and no OP in sight.Time to go to bed I guess.
>>25920893SUNK COST - STAY AWAKE FOREVER
>Sorry guys, internet cut out there, and is still being shitty. Tethering woo. I'm gonna go yell at Charter.You hold Nymeria's gaze for a moment. No, not just a wolf. The pack around Nymeria circle about you. You need a court. Loyal bannermen. Where better to start than with kin? The direwolf shies when you turn to it. There's something else in Nymeria. She's certainly not acting like a proper dire wolf, exactly. Words are not enough. Especially with kin as close as this. Sister. You stretch out, try to press the word in to your sister's mind. The wolf recoils, in shock, crouches low, but doesn't growl. It seems shocked by the presence in her mind- but not hostile.Follow. Nymeria cocks her head. But she relents, nods happily. Brother. You can see Nymeria's wolf like nature return, the traces of hesitation and uncertainty fading away. Nymeria slinks away from you, but apparently something held over. Loyalty. She sniffs tentatively, before bowing her head. The wolves follow suit. Rather unwolfish, but you aren't arguing. You have the start of an army. Now, to impress Beric.>Will be back hopefully soon.
>>25921140i say we go to him with nymeria at our side, other wolves close but not too much, and tell her we found our sister.
>>25921140Wonder what's up with that wolf. Arya going Warg?
>>25922108she was alone and lost, while still young. that forced to change.
Rolled 3, 2, 2 = 7Bump.
It sucks when a promising quest dies due to technical issues. Bumping one more time for posterity
We dead?If we are, somebody better archive this.
We dead. He's pacific standard, so, it'll be a while.
I'm torn. I want to make this thread productive since it's sparse right now and wasting space in the archive. But I'm tired, and can't think of anything.
>>25928444Additional perks for the King?
>>25928462That's a good idea.Should be rough themes between Bestial, Cold, Nature, and Kingliness, in my humble opinion. Things like improving your strength/speed generic stuff. Cold, maybe get the white walkers ability to project enough cold to break metal. Nature, eh, shape shifting type stuff, some warging themed stuff? And kingliness, I dunno, ability to dominate others?I'm bad at this.
>>25928485no no, thats good. Four trees of development. So, how about this. Bestial: Perks for the King in the North himself, mainly shifting the body from man to cthulu-esque beast, like rending claws and stronger/larger form, but making you more inhuman and terrifying against men. Cold: Ice, snow and winter itself bends to your wishes. You can cover the land in snow and conjure terrifying blizzards to turn your enemies to statues of frozen blood. Of course, you become as frail as ice, but I doubt anyone will reach you.Nature: the trees and the forests bend and listen to your plight, ages past since they last listened to one of the children of the forests, let alone a man who could act as such. Presumably, you'd be able to learn from the land, but the cost would be that you lose true contact with the people you're suppose to rule.Kingliness You are the !KING! and you are STONK. A beast that walks like a man, for all your terrifying nature, you are more man than beast, and able to rally men to for cause. So maybe those Anon?
>>25928485Okay how about a 2D axis grid for the abilities with Noble-Brutal and Warg-Other. So for example the Words Without Wind perk we picked up would be Noble Warg, A King Is Never Unarmed would be Brutal Warg, raising the dead as servants would be Noble Other, shattering weapons would be Brutal Other.
>>25928485How's this:> Shadow and FireR'hllor's perks tree. Most of his powers center around duality between light and darkness - you can cloak yourself in shadows, but only after standing surrounded by fire, and you can use fire powers only after you've been in the darkness. Most of his perks allow obviously supernatural feats, but come at the price of your humanity. The other part (passive perks) turns you into a God King, perfect ruler with incredible charisma and persuasive powers, but devoid of humanity.> Cold of the NorthThe Other's perk tree. Mostly passive perks, in contrast to R'hllor. Auras of cold and fear, unearthly resistance to metal, being unnoticeable in the fog and snow. Makes you ridiculously strong, fast and agile, but you become an anathema to the living world, and you turn vulnerable to fire, light and obsidian. At higher levels, you get active powers over cold and undead - raising wraiths, throwing around ice storms and such.
>>25928555>>25928576Okay these sounds nice but I am little worried we're heading into high magic territory, remember that ASOIAF is very magic light world.
>>25928576Not to crazy about R'hllor related perks, I think we should stick to Old Gods for shapeshifting and mental abilities and Others for necromancy and cold.
>>25928576Yeah, but then you'd have to add in another tree for possible worship of the Seven.Maybe> The Seven BlessingsThe Faith of the Seven's perk tree. It balances the other two trees with both passive and active perks by focusing on which aspect of the Seven you take blessings from. So, the Warrior gives you active fighting benefits, the Father better kingship, the Stranger actual magic etc. >>25928596Maybe limit it to passive perks then? So regeneration and strength, but with numerous weaknesses that come from them? So a weakness to dragon glass or fire or whatever.
So how would brutality/nobility dice tie into our perks?
>>25928576>>25928628I think that we should only get to choose ONE of the god-magic related trees for the King. Having Rh'llor, the Seven AND the Others empowering the same guy would get kind of super crazy. And I'd like the tree choice to be made by our actions in the world rather than an open vote or roll. What the King does will mold him and bring him to the attention of higher beings.Also, shouldn't there be an Old Gods tree too?
>>25928596Most of the powers I did in >>25928576 are examples of what we can do at high levels - I doubt we'll be able to throw ice storms around until Robb devours a dragon or something. The powers should become unlocked after completing milestones - the harder the milestone, the better power unlocked.>>25928627I was thinking of using the old D&D alignment axis for this. Just replace Good and Evil with R'hllor and the Other, while the 7 stand as Neutral in the middle. Likewise for the Law / Chaos axis - replace them with Kingly and Bestial, with Man in the middle. But now that I thought about it, that won't work.>>25928652Maybe God-specific perks are inside the Kingly / Bestial tree? You know, there's a perk related to R'hllor that's inside the Kingly tree, but to buy it, you must get R'hllor's blessing at the cost of losing the perks from the other Gods?
>>25928627I don't necessarily think we should have Shapeshifting or Necromancy but stuff like permeating a Bone chilling-cold or just being more damn unerving than we already are is stuff that could be Implemented without breaking the feeling that this is an AU to ASOIAF.>>25928669Stuff like what your thinking is stuff that DOES NOT occur in the ASOIAF world it is the stuff of high magic and that shit does not fly in universe.
>>25928669We can still work in an alignment, we already have the brutality/nobility thing going on, we just need the other axis. >>25928570
>>25928724Well, the brutality / nobility axis is kinda related to the human / beast duality.So, an axis that details whether we're something divine (this is actually a clusterfuck for the god perks) or abominable (the Other)?
>>25929875The problem I see is that there are just way too many gods. We got ressurected by the Other evidently (if cause our victims' eyes to turn blue is any indication) and by birth and worship we're tied to the old gods. No need to get the Seven or the Lord of Light in there, that just overcomplicates things.
>>25930393Fair enough. But I don't think we turned that guy's eyes blue - they were already like that.And if we're going by the Gods, maybe just have the Other and the Old Gods - the rest of them just regard us as an anathema. We can pray to them, but they turned their backs to us.
>>25930408I agree with this right here.We're something dead, outside of R'holler's influence.We're obviously more kin to the Other and the Whitewalkers, or The Old Gods.And the seven aren't even real gods. They have no influence other than superstition. The Old Gods have displayed their existence by the children of the forest and the greenseers.R'holler through the obvious prophets, and command over shadow and flame.The Other? Fuck, that's just as obvious.Stick to our guns and what's closest to us. We're going to need to kill that red priest as soon as he turns fire against us, or sees into the fire.. I don't think R'holler's going to tolerate our presence around one of his chosen prophets...
>>25931252Despite the evidence of the blue eyes from one of our victims before, we don't know for certain that our nature is wholly Other in origin.There are plenty of stories regarding the gods, both old and new, gravely punishing those who break guest right. It happened in the riverlands, so for all we know we could be the instrument of the Seven.
>>25931528We'll find out. If we're Vengeance incarnate, we're probably an instrument of the 7. If we're the Others plaything, we'll soon find wraiths following us.There's just too little info from which we could make something concrete. At the moment, all the theories are equally plausible.
>>25931252We were revived by Roller.
>>25932050Except Beric said we weren't in the last thread.
>>25931528THe house right is an Old God thing as well. The starks always abided by it beyond anything else iirc.Once more, I'm standing with the seven being a load of bull. >>25932050Yeah, we weren't. We're cold, we have black hands.It's either The Other, The Old Gods, or a mix of the two..Wait a second...The Wolf's head has amber eyes, and we bled when our stitches were cut..Our head has been touched by the Old... We have worg-like powers...Our body has been touched by The Great Other.. Cold, dead flesh...Well, it had said the warm blood on our neck could have been from the guy.. We need to verify that..
>>25921140You back, OP?
>>25932212So... One half was raised by the Other, the other by the Old Gods? Kinda unlikely.Maybe they didn't complete the spell in order to see what happens - no sense in giving us our full powers back if we're going to end up betraying them. As we grow in power, we're going to become more alive, our stitches will heal, we'll be able to swallow properly and so on.
>>25921140>Will be back hopefully soon.You could give us a time frame to look at.
>>25932050No, we weren't.
>>25933012I don't think that would be unlikely if they're separate influences.It would be the case that they fight for control. The Gods of the Green vs. the Cold god of Death.It would explain why our eyes aren't blue. I'm pretty sure anything touched by the Other get black hands and blue eyes according to their condition. And the power to communicate mind to mind is an obvious Green God power.
>>25933425>It would explain why our eyes aren't blue.What color are our eyes?
Damn I missed last nights thread. It looks like you guys are starting out building the system for the game though, which is great! I had some ideas and a brainstorm thread with /tg/ a few hours before the game started for mechanics to use. Anyone want me to post what I have?
>>25933425Maybe necrosis set in before we got raised again. No reason to immediately throw in the Other.We're currently more undead than alive, so it figures that we're a little rotten.>>25933596I'm thinking the same as Grey Winds. Amber, was it?
>>25933596Amber. We've looked at our eyes in the water and they're Amber wolf's eyes.>>25933626go for it.
>>25933626Go for it
>>25933644True. Our body is also stitching itself back together... I don't think whitewalkers have that liberty.
>>25933652>>25933673Working title-Scourge, a roleplaying game of noble savagery for two or more players. Once upon a time, there was a fair and noble monarch. They ruled with kindness, justice, and honor.But that soveriegn is dead; brought low by the betrayal of cowards and schemers. They celebrated in their halls; drank your wine, mocked your body, slew your family.You are not a king anymore. Now, you are THE SCOURGE. Half man, half monster, you exist for a singular purpose, vengeance.Reclaim what was yours; your home, your crown, your vengeance.
>>25933719If it's the Other who raised us, we could stitch us back together, but I guess it'd be more inorganic - with ice instead of flesh and bone.And we'd emit a deathly cold all the time. Then again, maybe we're just beginning our descent into a white walker.Also, if we're slowly returning to life, I guess we're going to begin feeling our wounds soon enough.
>>25933749Characters creation is bare bones at the moment, one person compared it to fiasco- Scourges (the vengeful dead) are given five stats, designating two brutal and two noble along with the prerequisite humanity/insanity stat, and a pool of 12 points to assign them to. Strength/Brutality (str), Cunning/Wisdom (int), Grace/Force (dex), charisma/enthrallment. The scourge then associates a person, idea, cause or object with their stat.Dice associated with brutal designations can only be used in brutal situations, such as interrogation, fighting, general destruction. Noble die can only be used in noble situations, such as negotiations, healing, etc. Successful rolls are 5 or 6, with more difficult situations requiring more successes.
>>25933855Die can be flipped from opposite alignments, but it has draw backs. The action can be reversed by triggering the characters association with the stat. Flipped die also have a cool down period before they can be used for their original purpose. The scourge can burn a die for an automatic success- burning your die however is harmful, with a character with zero die fading away, becoming a white walker, etc. Die can be replaced by taking from the humanity stat, but must be associated with a new quality, as the scourge literally tears themselves apart to stay longer in a world where they should not exist.
Where the fuck is OP?Seriously...
>>25933966He said he was having internet problems, cut him some slack.Also nice dubs.
>>25933963That seems more annoying and complicated.
>>25933963Es too complex senor.
>>25933855>>25933963Maybe you'll die. Maybe you'll just fade into obscurity. Either way, I would see a total loss of dice putting your character in a situation where you are completely and utterly useless, unable to affect the world in any significant manner.Maybe there should be an X-number of flips before burning a die to the whole scheme? It was something that was being discussed.In the original thread, Rat cook mentioned that there should be only one monster, and that other PCs should take the form of their courtiers. I'm not sure if that'll be true for the final version of the game, but we did come up with stats for human PCs. They start out with the same stats as a scourge, but are allowed to designate as many of them as being noble or brutal. These remain static, and cannot be flipped from their alignment. They have only six points to distribute, and instead of humanity have a vitality pool to draw from. They may still burn die, but their vitality replenishes over time.Example: Joseph the guardsman can have Phys 2/Ment 0/Soci 1. He can start off as a particularly rough-at-the-edges sort of fellow, all three of the dice (2 Phys dice and 1 Soci die) as Brutal. He fights hard and dirty if need be, and he tries to intimidate when he has to talk to others.
>>25934003>>25933981Hm. Well like I said it's still just ideas to be kicked around. I saved the thread and can link it if anyone wants to read it themselves. I really like the idea of perks you guys have been coming up with. Maybe we could tie it into origin? Different abilities manifest if you are resurrected by the light of Rhollor, or by the Seven to avenge a wrong, or an unholy combination of science and magic like Ser Robert Strong.
Maybe if we get better and better at certain things, the dice get upgraded?For example:Starting Rolls - 3d6Intermediate Level Rolls - 3d8High Level Rolls - 3d10etc. etc.
>>25934231how would you determine that?
>>25934376Perks related to something?Maybe there's a perk for swordplay - an untrained roll is 3d4, a trained roll is 3d6, an expert is 3d8 and the master is 3d10.
>>25934123mega.co.nz/#!JIwyCCaC!VJCSpWcNSV3huXOZMQIfZw5GLAclnONyg_rWJizSoKULink to previous thread
>>25934408Ok so how do you determine when you qualify for a perk? Is there a cost?
>>25934422>mega.co.nz/#!JIwyCCaC!VJCSpWcNSV3huXOZMQIfZw5GLAclnONyg_rWJizSoKU>Link to previous threadWat
>>25934440I'd think that would be DM discretion.>>25934123I'm also tellin ya, the Old Gods don't forgive such wrongs and the seven are BS unless you can give me an example from the book where they have a real presence.R'holler and the Great Other are obvious as hell.The Old Gods in the Green seers and Bran's story.What of the seven? Priests of R'holler burn their shrines and suffer NO repercussions.
>>25934440Well, I guess we could include a milestone mechanic for it.Say, you are inexperienced with the sword. You can begin to train yourself, and after spending some time and EXP, you unlock the cheapest perk (trained). Each upgrade requires you to do something better with the sword and spend more EXP for it - so to receive the Master, you have to defeat the Brotherhood by yourself.As for what perks are available - depends on the DM. Jeanne d'Arc can't get training in guns, while Tesla could.
>>25934526The seven are either defunct or superstitous at the point in ASOIAF the books take place in at least most peoples opinion's, personally I think it's a little more based around peoples actions instead of an overarching deity getting shit done for you.An example would be maybe Jaime Lannister or prehaps Sandor Clegane.>>25934543U think this turning into to much of a mechanic's thread like 4e
Examples of Scourge characters from the books:Ser Robert Strong- the corpse of Ser Gregor Clegane, animated by dark science and magic. He does not need to eat or sleep, and has incredible strength, but seems to have no free will and does not speak.Lady Stoneheart- the corpse of Catelyn Tully reanimated by the light of Rhollor and the desire for vengeance against the Freys for the red wedding. No compassion, cannot speak in anything more then a whisper because her throat has been cut, and her body has undergone decay.Beric Dondarion- Leader of the Brotherhood without battles, killed in battle, and resurrected by the fire of Rhollor several times. Everytime he comes back he forgets something, bearing a mark of how he was killed. Passes on his fire to Catelyn TullyWhitewalkers possibly? Men and women killed and resurrected by magic from the north. Lack of motor skill, will continue to function and try to kill even when dismembered. Weakness to fire and dragonglass. Perhaps an example of a Scourge could be the Snow Queen, who was human enough to seduce.
>>25934644>Whitewalkers possibly? Men and women killed and resurrected by magic from the north. Lack of motor skill, will continue to function and try to kill even when dismembered. Weakness to fire and dragonglass. Perhaps an example of a Scourge could be the Snow Queen, who was human enough to seduce.Possibly but we don't actually have enough information actually say if that really happened or not, also I think I should stress that we really don't want to make this mechanic's heavy or Fluff breaking.
>>25934521Link to thread for mechanics, not the suptg archive for the previous game. Here, i forgot Foolrulezarchive archives threads automatically. http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/25910584
>>25934643I was thinking more like what FFG did with their Warhammer 40K RPGs than 4e. You know, get a level, buy perks for the EXP you earned and so on.Idea - if the player suffered a critical failure and is almost sure to die, he can sacrifice one of his dice to avert the disaster.That way, you only truly die if you want to, or if you're out of dice.
>>25934768That could work if we are say plotting out a Homebrew Rpg but since this is a quest I think we should keep it light and fluffy so as to not get bogged down in mechanics, which brings me to your second Idea which is very simple and conceptually Intresting: in short I like it.
>>25934854I mentioned it earlier here>>25933963
>>25934768>You know, get a level, buy perks for the EXP you earned and so on.I like that idea.
>>25935321I do too
There are a lot of ideas being tossed around right now, why don't we put down what we'll know for certain about the system.success or failure is determined by rolling d6s. higher then five is normally a success. Certain die can only be used in "Brutal" or "Noble" situations, but can also be flipped to be used as their opposite alignment when a trigger phrase/memory is brought up.Dice can be burned towards auto successes, and can be lost as crit fails. Die can only be flipped a certain number of times per action/scenarioWhen you loose all of your dice you die
>>25936229>but can also be flipped to be used as their opposite alignment when a trigger phrase/memory is brought up.I don't get it.
>>25936483The guy in front of you had something to do with your mother.Your mother memory is currently at Noble (she was a calm person) but you can turn it to Bestial (she never liked you).Kinda like that. Each dice represents one aspect of your personality - and each has both a positive and negative side.Basically, to stay alive, you need to hold on to your memories (dice) which both have a Noble and Bestial aspect.
>>25936483A scourge thinks of a certain event or person or thing, etc. to flip a die. Robb, for example, can think of his mothers brutal death to flip a die to brutal or remember how she was in life to flip the same die to noble.However, others can do that too by bringing up the same subject. If a Frey brings up his mother and how she would be ashamed while he is fighting Robb, the die is flipped from brutal to noble, and he looses it for the fight. If an opponent makes a snide remark about his family in negotation, bringing up his mothers death, the die flips from noble to brutal and again Robb looses the die
>>25936624>>25936710The real question- are die linked to stats or do we just have them?
>>25936229I can dig this >Use of Brutal dice*Combat*Torture/Info Gathering*Intimidation*Being Seen as more Monsterious in certain situations>Use of Noble dice*Diplomacy*Gathering Support/keeping Support*Being seen as less monsterious in a certain situationSome suggestions for Perks to Op:>Herald of winterIn your mere presence there is an unnatural cold that seeps to the bone.>King of WolvesWolves bend to your will with more ease.>King of Manyour retain the sense command you held in life, men will follow your command easier.>Unnatural RevnantYou move without mortal sound,no leaf stirs,no foot falls where you tread this is a personal effect not something affecting those who follow you
>>25936813Those sound nice.I was thinking of maybe having some perks that allow us to see and hear through the eyes of our followers, maybe even speak through them. Yes, even through wolves, with the right perk. Later on we get full possession.Another could be related to our predatory nature - we get more health back from eating stuff we hunted down personally, but at the cost of being more prone to frenzy. This includes humans.We could also throw in something like Chameleon's skin - we become more apt to blending in outdoor environments the more time we spend in them - our fur becomes white and thick if we're spending time in snow, and turns dark when we're in forests.Maybe we unlock more bestial aspects the more we advance? For example, if we defeat the Lannisters, we can devour an aspect of theirs - the Lion - and get some of its powers - improved Nobility and such.
>>25936813There should be neutral situtiations where you can use Noble or Brutal, but favoring one over the other gives you different results for failure and success. Noble success nets you allies and responsibilities, noble failure leads reputation of weakness and honor. Brutal success gives you unwilling allies who act out of fear rather then loyalty, brutal failures give you a reputation for your strength and also savagery Can perks be related to background? How you come back determines what's available.
>>25936933eh? those sound just a tad to high magic for a asoiaf AU, the theme we need to Implement correctly is that magic is a subtle thing in world yes I know Rh'lor has magic swordsbut the point is it's MOSTLY subtle, especially with the old gods >>25936965>There should be neutral situtiations where you can use Noble or Brutal, but favoring one over the other gives you different results for failure and success. Agreed>Noble success nets you allies and responsibilities, noble failure leads reputation of weakness and honor. Brutal success gives you unwilling allies who act out of fear rather then loyalty, brutal failures give you a reputation for your strength and also savagery.Could work if Op Implements them correctly.>Can perks be related to background? How you come back determines what's available.Possibly, hmm let me throw some hypothetical's out there and see what sticks.
So OP isn't back yet?
>>25938426No not yet. Let's talk stats.What kinds? How many? Do they determine the number of die? The threshold for success?
>>25921140>Will be back hopefully soon.Nearly 24 hours later...
>>25938846>Trusting Op in King in the north quest
>>25938908>Thinking I trust him
>>25936813I approve of pretty much everything here.If we're going to follow this, I'd say go down the way of King of Wolves and King of Man.Have Nymeria and the regular wolves harass the Lannister/Frey supply lines (which they sort of were anyway in the books) while we sow terror on any patrols we come across. Once everyone of the Frey spawn are dead, we turn our attention to the North and Bolton.
>>25940880First off they were only suggestions to the Op second of all while your plan is nice and vengeful it's a bit......simpleAlso another perk suggestion:>Disquieting Presence*When in your presence, even those of your staunchest allies you are Instill a feeling of Uncomfort or even outright fear.
>>25941053maybe there should be a curse and boon with each perk.Thick skin- piercing weapons cannot do damage to you. Thick head- you are incredibly unintelligent
>First off, I'm impressed this thread still exists. Second, I apologize. I could babble out a long ass story about what happened, but you're probably more concerned with the King in the North. So, writing. You can hear the howls, as you walk back to Beric and his brotherhood. They spread like fires, to your left, to your right, behind you, as kin call for kin. Wolves peel away from the pack following you, only to return for more. Nymeria ranges around the edges of the pack, like a shepherd, snarling and nipping to keep them in line. You smell them, hear them, a great and abundant confusion, a hungry mass. Your army still follow though, which is what you needed. You climb up the hill, and sense some hesitation from the wolves. They can smell humans on the wind as well, fire and cooked meat. Dangerous things. Nymeria keeps them in line though. It doesn't take overly long for a sentry to spot you, and raise a shout, an alarm. "Beric! Beric, you should see this!" You hear. Yes. Beric should see this. This was the point of this demonstration, was it not? By the time you reach the top, a false light is starting to grow about you. What must they see, you wonder, up there among those rocks. A raging sea of gray, here and there glinting with eyes? You can see some of them, standing black against the reddening sky, crouched low, pointing. You hear a few shouts of confusion, calls to rouse. You won't be constrained this time to fake politeness, or modesty. The king has his army this time. Your boots crack a few twigs in the rough path of the road, and as you reach the final ascent, you can smell Beric, Harwin, and Thoros, the Red Priest too. You rise the final few steps, and now you're staring, muzzle to eye with them. The three stand there, half dressed. Adrenaline has banished the last of the sleep from their eyes.
Harwin is sweating, his skin shining with fear. Thoros a hand up on his forehead nursing a hangover, you judge from the wine you can scent, looks downright terrified. But Beric, Beric looks sad and cautious. "Hail friend," He starts. He glances beyond you, as you hear Nymeria's heavy padding foot steps coming to a stop next to you. You can hear the panting wolves sliding out and around the camp, to cage them in a ring of eyes. Beric casts a gaze out to the wolves issuing about the camp. He clears his throat tentatively. "Thoros had told me you had left camp in the middle of the night. I had worried about you, but eventually decided against following you. Everyone grieves in their own ways," He looks out at the ring surrounding him, "I, I don't suppose you could at least tell me if they're friendly or not? Harwin, go get charcoal and paper-" >Input.
>>25944028Fucking finally, OP
>>25944266>Sorry. Long, long, long story.
OP has returned through the glory of R'holler!
>>25944039>"I, I don't suppose you could at least tell me if they're friendly or not?"Only if you are."
>>25944322>Saying that mentally, or through your mouth?
>>25944343Either one is good for me.
Rolled 1>>25944394Ok.>1 Be cogent.>2 Keep your secret, but might be misunderstood.
>>25944436The dice have spoken!
>>25944436Okay. Barring objections, writing.
"Only if you are."Beric freezes mid word, but Harwin continues walking away. Thoros, more in tune with his old friend turns and looks at Beric, "Beric? What is it?"Beric very slowly turns to you, unease set on his face, "That was you, wasn't it?" Beric shakes his head, and waves away Thoros's pleading for an explanation, "We have nothing but peace on our minds regarding you milord- what gave you the impression we were not?" Beric approaches, pleading in a low tone, "You are among FRIENDS, Robb." His lone eye keeps your gazeYour wolves stay out of the range of the fire light, and to the credit of Beric's men, they make no hostile moves either- swords are at the ready, arrows nocked, but not a single string has been drawn, and not an inch of steel is unsheathed in the weak light. No sun yet shines over the hill that you're at the base of. In this ill light, a man's heart fears far easier.>To speed up conversations, unless you have particular points in conversation that you want to make, you can tell me your objectives and roll your nobility or brutality pools for it. >As a reminder, you currently have 5d6 brutal dice, and 3d6 nobility dice. Although, you also have a chance to show mercy, and flip a brutal die back to noble, if you feel up for it.>Input.
>>25944628>Input."They won't hurt." *turn to the wolves & Nymeria, speaking mentally to them* "Will you?"
>>25944657Beric for his part looks relieved, if confused. Nymeria, for her part, you sense irritation, hunger, but acquiescence. She snorts in irritation, before trotting off after the wolves. "Well, that's a relief Robb, though, would you mind sending them away? I don't imagine we'll be going back to sleep, but I think it'd be a comfort to the men," Beric glances out at the sea of eyes. Thoros for his part looks intensely irritated."Would either one of you mind telling me what in the bloody hell is going on?" Beric gives his best shaky smile, "Well, Robb here has found a way to talk. Less words, and more, ehh," he waves his hand in between the two of your heads, before giving up, "Skipping the air, I guess. Which is a relief," He chuckles, a forced chuckle, "I didn't want to tell Lord Robb that his chicken scratch was hard to comprehend."He's doing his best to use humor to defuse the situation. Mocking you. Some part of you bristles in a fury at this. You are the King in the North. Thoros frowns, remains silent, gives a worried glance at you. You suppose coming back with a swarm of wolves like this has impressed them of your power. If nothing else, Thoros should hold his tongue in the future. Beric's intent was to go along the river, see what they could find. But, buoyed by your new troops, perhaps you could persuade him to go on a hunt instead?>Input.
>>25944880>Beric's intent was to go along the river, see what they could find.Let's do that, but with our wolf friends coming as back-up and helpful scouts, if they're okay with it.
>>25944984Wolves are primarily nocturnal. They probably want to go back to their dens by the time daylight hits.
Rolled 3, 1 = 4>>25944984Yeah, wolves are gonna get bored and sleepy before then. At any rate, you range the river with Beric and his men...
>>25916853>The sight of us drove Thoros back to drinking.
>>25945080As Beric and his men prepare, your wolves melt away to find their dens, frustrated at their unsuccessful hunt, but with no reason to associate you with such. Nymeria leaves last, giving a meaningful look. She is kin, she won't be far, and she'll bring the wolves when you call. More loyal than men, wolves. Beric and his men are rattled by your demonstration of lupine force, but Beric seems to have a skill at calming the soldiers, and quickly rallies them together in the task of searching the river side for goods or remains to recover.It's a bust. Here and there, you find a mangled corpse, or a sheet, or some other garbage, but nothing of use, nothing of worth. It's frustrating, and even Beric's men feel it too. A great deal of meaningless muck raking. As you walk away from the river, morning wasted, making for a village where Beric knows he can get supplies, you smell something on the wind.>Roll Brutality.>>25945185>Can you blame him? He needed SOMETHING to give him the courage to talk to your awful countenance, in the vain hopes of saving his friend.
Rolled 4, 3, 3, 6, 5 = 21>>25945219
>>25945241You growl a bit to yourself, before stopping. Beric's in the lead. You're still a good distance away from the village, it's just on the horizon. Looks normal, not like a problem.But you smelled something out of the ordinary on that wind. Something that wasn't your standard peasant or villager. And then you heard a noise like a shifting of steel, and a smothered yell. Ambush. This presents an opportunity. You're sure it's Freys, these are Frey lands. Killing the servants of Freys would be satisfying. But, if the leadership of Beric's band were to be cut off, that would give you an opportunity to step in. Or if Thoros were to die, that would be another advantage. He could go missing in the chaos. Dishonorable, a part of yourself thinks. Vile, wretched, terrible thing to think. Honor was what brought Robb to the Twins, and 'dishonor' means that Frey lived, while you two died a part of you, the piece that wishes for the crown more than anything, whispers. Opportunities. Warn them? Let them walk in? What to do.>Input.
Tell them to hold back while we go hunting.
>>25945456You want to take on the ambush alone?
Okay maybe not but let them know their is an Ambush ahead.
>>25945579Well, you have a good shot at winning...But anyway, I'll go with warning unless you have anything else. Writing.
>>25945609Well i thought you were advising against so warn them then head off to kill freys.
A part of you screams in frustration, but another piece of you is unwilling to turn on pack, no matter how tenuous they might be. "Trap," You growl out. A few men glance over to you in surprise, but no real reaction beyond that. Dense, stupid creatures. Damnable wolf mouth. You roll your eyes, and think to Beric, "Trouble in the village ahead. Tell your men to stop."Beric halts turns to you, "I'm sorry?""Freys," You growl, stalking past him, "Trap." "I'm going hunting," You think to him, "Tell your men to hold back for a while. As soon as they reveal themselves, strike." You stalk forward to the town while Beric shushes his men, and sends them to tree cover. A few groans, but they follow suit. You are please though that Beric is proving able to follow orders. Would be better if his men followed your orders, but he has proven cooperative, if not entirely loyal.You stalk toward the village, ears out, listening, hand on your sword hilt. Just an ordinary man with a dire wolf's head on his shoulders, don't worry about little old me. A few chickens cluck, and flap away from you, as you approach the collection of huts gathered around the Septon's shrine. Through the smell of fish guts, you can smell men. You even hear a few whispering in confusion as you approach the village's limits.A man stumbles out of a house, pushed. Cap and robe on, and terrified eyes bugged out staring. Village elder. Unarmed. "Wh-Who are you...?" >Brutality again.
Rolled 4, 4, 6, 4, 3 = 21>>25945850
>>25945909You smell the air. The old man is utterly terrified. You glance at the hut behind him that he was pushed out of. Whoever this was in charge of the ambush would be in there. They knew something was wrong."A-Are you in some kind of costume?" The old man is still speaking. An annoyance, "We, we were expecting our good friend Lord Beric- di-did you see him?" The old men becomes painfully aware of what you really are when your eye turns to him, and then back across the town.Twelve men here, in the village. Four in the house the old man was pushed out of, two in the stall you had passed on the way to the center man's house, one on top of the roof of the elder's house, five more behind their little church. They'd probably have more, out in the woods to close the net. "What manner of monster is this?" You hear whispered from the elder's house. You hear a muffled cry. A hostage. Should you care? >Either roll nobility to let that stop you, or roll brutality to kill some folk.>Also, unsure about making brutality rolls the perception rolls, but I figure it fits because of the whole wolf head thing. I dunno.
Rolled 6, 1, 2 = 9>>25946129Rollin' for nobility, I guess?
Rolled 2, 6, 6 = 14Let's calm down and bait them out where the BWB can help.
Rolled 6, 3, 6, 3, 5 = 23>>25946129Hesitating will only get more killed. Strike fast.Think "RUN" at the old man then get to the gutting
>>25946129We care not for these people. Time to spill some Frey worms.I'm happy with this roll here.>>25946214
>>25946214>>25946225Agreed, if some smallfolk are slain just chalk it up to collateral damage. So long as Freys die, that is all that matters.
Consensus points to brutality. Writing.
>>25946257Hell, they're on Frey land. They'll be lucky include them in our blanket vengeance.
Rolled 4, 4, 4, 2, 4 = 18Continue on behind the sept and kill the ones behind there.
>>25946293*if we don't
Who are you to care? These are Frey lands. Frey peasants. Beric can cry a river for all you care. You look at the old man. He seems to finally understand. Run, you think to him. Run along, and you might live. You need someone to pass word of what you'll do after all. You draw your sword. The men in the elder's house seem to understand, as the elder slips back, falls, and starts scrambling away, "I don't care if it isn't Beric, kill it!" An arrow catches you in the arm, another in the breast. You don't let it stop you.First the men behind you. They stand and move forward, swords out, covering one another. Chainmail, nice shiny swords. Men sent on a hunt, not just guarding a wagon full of fish and biscuits. "The fuck is that then?" One whispers as they approach you."I dunno, but it's hit, get it now while it's weak!" Still fools. You turn slowly, letting them underestimate you. The first man raises his sword with both hands. You draw your sword then, cold muscles stronger than they ever were in life. Good steel, Beric gave you- it passes through the man's arms cleanly. You kick the screaming wretch over, and disembowel the other while he backs away, trying to get a grip on what he just saw. There it is. Bedlam. You hear screams, shouts, and suddenly everyone is moving a great deal faster as they realize now that it wasn't some manner of waking dream, or some ridiculous costume. The elder sprints past, whatever relative left in his house forgotten. Another arrow. The man on the roof. Irritating. He pulls back the draw string in a hurry, shaking hands pointing at you. The five behind the sept come running across the way towards you, axes and hammers up. Them first. Another arrow catches you in the back as you walk to the five. You hear from the roof top, "He don't care sir! He don't care!"
The first swings from the side, leaving him an opening you could have exploited even at the Red Wedding. Your hand catches his axe, and your sword catches his throat.The second swings at your neck, but you learned your lesson earlier. You grab the axe from the first, and block his blade, giving him a kick to the stomach which sends him off his feet and gasping in the dirt. The third man slices open your belly- your guts spill out, but it doesn't stop you from stabbing him in the heart. That didn't even hurt. You dully wonder if there's anything that would hurt you, aside from the stitches. You throw your axe at the laggard fifth man, reveling in the crack of his ribs, and arrest the fourth man's swing with your blade. You push the blade down to his crossguard and get close to him. He tries to head butt you. Brave. You maul him. He shrieks, let's go of his blade trying to fend you off, leaving him open. He makes a disgusting flapping noise with his cheek as he screams his last. The man you kicked is still on the ground, trying to rise when your sword catches him in the temple. You take a quick stock as you turn. Yes, that was the eighth arrow that just got put in to you. With a snarl, you heave a fallen sword at the pest. It misses, but the archer yelps and hides.You overhear the conversation within. "You, run to Lord Frey!" "They had to have heard the screams!""They're waiting for Beric's men to run to them, they WON'T come unless someone tells him!" "You do it!" "Me? I've got a bad leg!" You approach, bloody blade in hand. A Lord? ExcellentYou kick open the elder's door. A man actually in some refined looking mail, a droopy mustache stands at a table. A pox scarred man behind him, knife in hand, mid threatening. A third, sword up, standing from a chair. A fourth holding a gagged woman with his knife. And a little girl, in the corner. The man with the woman immediately heaves her between you and him. "Now, look here, you come any closer and I'll-"
>>25946752>"He don't care sir! He don't care!"Let's be sure to leave a few mutilated survivors left once this is all done. One crazed madman won't be believed, but when dozens of terrified Freys pour in all saying the same thing our tale shall grow and those we face will dread our coming.
>>25946873I like this idea. Let the Freys and all who support them grow fearful of even sleeping at night.
You hold the man's gaze behind the hostage as you stab your sword in to the rising man's eye."I'm warning you-"You step in to the room, as the gurgling man whose head is wrapped around your sword is dragged along. The man with the woman in front of him steps back. The mustached man sadly draws his mace, and the man with the knife backs away, looking for some way out. "I, I really will!" "Please, gods, no, just let me go," You hear the woman whisper. Frey peasant. You twist your blade. The creature at the end of it gurgles, but doesn't scream. Pity. You pull the blade, hearing the wet crack of skull. The mustached man with the mace steps forward, "I'll not die a coward," he says, looking at you. Good for him. He raises his weapon. You bat it aside with your hand, thrust your blade home in to his belly. He gasps, leaning over it. You see the man with the knife to the woman's throat is starting to pale. He's starting to realize the truth."Please, don't come closer," He presses the knife to her throat. "Ah Hell, I was never on their side!" Pox face falls to his knees, clasping his hands together, "Please sir, believe me!" The mark on his tabard says otherwise. You kick the mustached man off of your blade. The poxxed man looks up, trying to find something to stay your hand. You swing down, tidily split his skull. The house is silent, aside from the noise of running blood. The woman has stilled, eyes shut, pushed back against the man. The man holding the knife to her throat stares at you. Seems to be thinking. Swallows hard. You turn, blade out and walk to him."Fuck this," The man's eyes narrow, "I'm not dying alone."He slits the woman's throat. You slit him from neck to groin. The house is silent now. You hear a man in the bushes out back. The little girl in the corner is staring up at you, with pathetic tear stained eyes. Another Frey peasant.>Input.
Rolled 2, 1, 3 = 6>>25947048Oh god, I should stop listening to TSFH when making decisions.We should probably nobility this one. Kings are kings and all, but this be a little girl.>mercyStep back out and try and find the guy in the bushes
>>25946814Guy with the hostage, kill him quickly if he lets her go. Kill him slow if he doesn't.As for the man in some better-looking mail, we'll keep this one alive if we can. He's a good canditate for terrified witness after we relieve him of a few of his fingers.Also, we need to invest in at least a light gorget as soon as possible, maybe some other light armour so it isn't so obvious that's our weak point. Would Gendry be with the Brotherhood without Banners at this point?
>>25947048Leave the girl, she isn't worth the effort to kill. Instead focus our intention on the man in the bushes.
>>25947102Shit. Sorry bro. Brutality was on you.
>>25947048Leave her. She's basically a tiny morsel and not worth dealing with.Plus, she'll have stories to tell!
Rolled 2, 1, 3 = 6>>25947048The smallfolk had no part in our betrayal.Our vengeance is for Frey and his dogs.
>>25947102>GendryOh, also, forgot to mention, yes, Gendry is with the Brotherhood by this point. He is doing his absolute best to avoid you right now though.
>>25947048Think to the girl:> "Your Lords broke the law. Now they suffer the Gods' punishment."Then leave.
>>25947117Damn, anyone not dead?I'm pretty sure the archer fellow ran for it, but in the future we should give our witnesses a bit more evidence behind their claim. Mainly a missing limb, or their archery fingers.
Rolled 2, 1, 1 = 4>>25947149Hah, I like this.Should be our go-to explanation when we ruin some Frey/Bolton peasant's day.
>>25947189Fuck, for email field
>>25947136>>25947189>>25947100I am getting ridiculously tempted to use these for nobility rolls despite not calling for one. But that'd be a dick move. Rough plans seem to be leave the little girl, find the archer?
>>25947206Can we think over long distances? That sounded weird.Anyway, tell Beric to take care of the villagers and take what he needs (nobility) while we go hunting for the archer with our wolves.
Rolled 3, 6, 1 = 10>>25947206Wow, them be some shitty rolls.And yes, that's what it looks like.>>25947149 is legit
>>25947224Regrettably, right now it only works with in sight range. >>25947233Okay, writing.
Whoa what, where did this thead come from.I coulda sworn it had fallen off and gotten pruned.
>>25947206Well, I don't think those rolls are bad enough to murder a little girl. But scaring the shit out of her would be okay with me.Find the archer or anyone not-dead. Interrogate harshly then send them to the nearest Freys.>GendryWhen this is over we're getting a leather gorget, and some light leather armour. It's all well and good to scare the piss out of your opponent by fighting on with your guts hanging out but it's hardly aesthetic.
>>25947257What is dead may never die, but will rise again. Harder and stronger than before.Hey, we forgot about old Theon now didn't we? We currently believe he killed our younger siblings at the moment, yes?
>>25947302Oh yeah, Theon.but knowing what's actually happening to him ehhhh
>>25947351We'll turn him into a nightmare such as us.With a squid for a head. And he'll still be skinned.
>>25947351Well, Ramsay Snow is as culpable for assisting Roose Bolton in betraying us.That said, perhaps if we ever see what a pathetic wreck Theon is we could do the *truly* awful thing and let him live.
>>25947392>Wolf-head Robb>Lion-head Joffrey>Squid-head Theon>Stag-head Renly>Falcon-head Lysa>Flower-head Loras>Viper-head OberynWhat have we started.
You glance around. Everything was dying except for the child. You turn, consider her, while idly rolling your intestine around your hand, and pushing them back in to your stomach under your clothes. These would need replacing. Once good clothes, the battles had rendered them unsuitable for a king.You turn to the little girl. She doesn't look at you. She's dully staring down to the woman on the floor. You glance over to the woman. She's still got a mote of life. Eyes clouding, starting to drift off. Lips trying to shape something. Staring at the little girl. A glance back to the girl. She's trying her best to stay very still. Very composed. Still not looking at you. You lean in. She shuts her eyes. Still doesn't look at you."Your Lords broke the law. Now they suffer the Gods' punishment."She can yet live to pass on that information. You stand, step over the river of blood running from the woman, and walk out the door in to the sun. You hear the archer crawling, flailing behind the house. You walk over, pass the bushes (Some sort of crop?), and see him crawling in the dirt, fists full of grass he had torn up in his panic. He had landed on his leg wrong. The foot was at a funny angle. He was gasping, crying, sandy colored hair, a youth."Stay away!" He rolls on to his back, shaking knife in hand, still trying to push back with the good parts of his body, "Just, just stay away! I'll call out to them! The soldiers out in the forest, they'll come if I call! You, you just stay away, or else they'll come after you!" A Frey soldier. What reason could you have for letting him live? Your flesh is filled with his arrows. Pay him in kind.To tell our tale, some part of you advises, to sow dread in the hearts of those we seek vengeance against. But you already have two! A part of you screams again. Two! A third would be superfluous!>Input. Nobility roll called for to not kill him. Bonuses and penalties might be called for, don't roll until after I say so.
>>25947484wait a sec, QM, r u tryna trick me into playing with your sick furry fetish.
Rolled 1, 6, 6 = 13>>25947100We remember Arya growing up in our castle. A little sister much like this girl here.We offer her our hand and pull her out of this place, whispering into her mind," Be not afraid child. This is the only thing I can do.She can be our replacement for the lost Arya, at least for now, until we kill her in our madness.
>>25947484The Westeros Power Rangers?
>>25947528>No. No, oh god no. Fucking no. God fucking damn it.
Rolled 3, 6, 1 = 10>>25947521Let him live to tell the tale.But first, those arrows he stuck in you? Give them back. By sticking them in him.
Rolled 4, 5, 4 = 13>>25947541What? No, we're not taking on some random peasant kid.>ArcherLet him live, but first take any information he has."Where are the Freys? Where did he go? How many men were with him? How many knights? How many bowmen? How many?"
>>25947521Mark him. Slowly.Three may be superfluous, but there will still be doubt until there is hard proof.I suppose it would be a mercy, of a kind, while a brutality of another
>>25947541I'm the guy here, apologies for being late.Use these dice for her.Kill this man. We'll have other oppurtunities to spread our scourge later.We need a proper vassal.
>>25947612I doubt he'd survive that. How about we ensure he won't be doing anything like that again.Should we take a hand, or just his index fingers?
>>25947639Take a finger for every arrow.
>>25947623I understand your concern, however some part of us must be kingly. Her lords will be dead by the time our wrath is done.She will be our vassal. Young, easily molded by our whispers. I understand that they cannot yet compell, however we could speak to her in the night, fill her head with our idle thoughts. drive her insane.
>>25947639Fair enough. Take his right hand. We probably could start taking the right hands from our enemies - our father was the king's right hand, after all.
>>25947665We want armed men, Stark men if possible, not traumatized peasant girls that isn't even a northerner.No.
>>25947725If she knows how to sew, she will help stittch us up. Clean and fix our clothes. a peasant's hands are useful.Her mother is also dead, she has nowhere to go. It's a merciful choice. She could grow to worship us, speak for us instead of men we do not fully trust.She could prove useful.If not? We could always kill her.This is the noble dice talking, and I scored 2 6's
So, roughly the plan then is take a hand but otherwise let him live. >>25947623Also, I'm assuming that you want to ask the questions in this post as well, right?
>>25947682>"My father was the Hand of the King, and you took him from me. Now I take yours."Really, that's more in-line with King Robb when he was fighting the Lannisters. We're avenging a much more grave crime, that of breaking guest right and outright betrayal.Perhaps take his eyes. No enemy under our care ever sees us again, but they'll always hear our howls.
>>25947763It's a village, one that isn't burnt to the ground. She'll have kin.And even if she doesn't she'd be safer under Beric's care than our personal tutelage. What is with some questers jumping at the first sign of some orphan?
>>25947770Heh, that's a pretty good point actually. Maybe I shouldn't be so quick to try to end discussion. I'm not even touching the peasant girl question either here. Hooo boy. Maybe I should implement a choices system. I like it when players come up with plans because you're obviously more creative than I am, but it does make it easier for me to figure out what people want to do somewhat.
>>25947767That was more a reference to Arya killing the tickler, but yeah ask the questions.Voting to take his eyes, rather than his hands. One way or another, we'll be the last thing our enemy sees.
>>25947763Dude, you are the only person saying we should do this. Its too late, we passed on. In a highly cinematic and awesome way, I should say.This entire premise would make a great movie. It starts with the betrayal, like, during the beginning credits, and you piece together the story as you go along.
>>25947815For some things, especially in split decisions, you'll probably want to present option. For example, escaping a burning building.>Break down the front door>Jump out the windowBut for other things, it's always good to allow some discussion for a while. If there's any real conflict just put it to a vote.
>>25947803It's the potential.>>25947815By the time we're done with the frey's someone's going to need to inherit the land... Would we want a northerner so far south? Or would we want the jest of having an orphan be promoted to a lady by the king in the north?It'd be laughable and bring shame to the twins. What stories they would tell...Though as no one else is for it, I'll let it lie.Deal with the man how you wish, I just want to establish the feeling of being a regent rather than a purely mad hound.
>>25947830> In a highly cinematic and awesome way, I should say.I'm kinda disappointed we didn't do the Batman. Or, rather, the Wolfman. "MY PARENTS ARE DEAD."
>>25947870>We need someone inherit the lands we'll conquer>A literally in everyway random peasant girlIgnoring the fact that we're more concerned with bloody vengeance right now rather than carving out our kingdom anew, we have plenty of fucking candidates that would be better suited than investing time and training into Nameless Orphan #1.Just drop it, man.
Okay, interrogation, then blinding- if you have an objection, speak now or forever hold your peace, I'm writing.
>>25947978>Wait, nearly forgot, nobility roll. Best of three here.>Also, In retrospect, that was a pretty creepy thing to write. Oh well.
Rolled 4, 4, 3 = 11>>25948002Rollin'
Rolled 4, 1, 5 = 10>>25947969Already said I would.And nameless orphan #1 would've been to take over the twins as an insult. Proclaim random orphan as heir to the twins by right as King in the North. Slaughter the freys that deny her right... Pure trolling..>>25948002use>>25947541? 66 and 1 is good, yes? Otherwise, here's another
Rolled 4, 4, 1 = 9>>25948002Rolling.
Rolled 1, 1, 1 = 3>>25948002
>>25948063Well that was fucking close.
>>25948063Ah, if only. But anyway, success occurred. Writing.
>>25948025We're not going to insult the Freys or their memory. We're going to eradicate them. We're going to tear down the Twins themselves brick by brick if we like. They're not going to be remembered as a joke, they only thing they'll stand as a testament to is that you do not fuck with the Wolf King or break guest right.
>>25948081Uh-oh please don't leave us Op
"Stay back!" A knife. What a joke. You sheathe your sword. The boy wavers then. Freys. You let the words enter his head. He jumps, in terror, "Wha, what is this?"You place a foot on his ankle. He shrieks jerks it away, but that only makes it worse. You clamp it down, pin it to the ground like a rabbit. Freys. You think to him again. He lashes out, slices at your leg. You grab his hand, twist until he lets go of the knife. How tedious, some part of you thinks, but no. You keep control. "Stop, stop saying that!" Where are the Freys. You add punctuation to every word with a press on his ankle. He takes some time to stop shrieking, get himself under control again."They're in the woods!" He waves to a line of trees. You glance up. No sign of them from this distance, but there's a goodly amount of fields between there and you. Your vision is good, but they might be trying to hide. How many men are with him? Knights? Bowmen?"He, agh, he has two knights with him! Twenty bows, twenty foot!" Sizable. Then again, Beric's band were sizable as well. You glance back to your own side of tree line. No sight of enemies there either.Who leads them? "Lord Petyr Frey!" Petyr Frey. You bare your teeth, happily. Petyr and his brother had greeted you before the Red Wedding. Grey Wind had tried to kill them. Robb Stark had stopped him. Not this time."I can tell you more," the man underneath you pleads, "Whatever you want to hear!" You reach down, pick up his knife. Not too dirty. You release his foot. The man relaxes, before your foot slams down on his neck, pinning him in place. You lean in close.Remember the King in the North, you advise the man, and you might yet live.You are sure somebody must have heard him, the way he wailed as you work the blade in to his sockets to cut the retina, and loose the eyes. It is hard work, to not kill him. >Input.>>25948206>I'm not going anywhere for at least another hour or so. Sorry I'm slow.
>>25948494Go back to Beric and inform him of your latest findings.Help them sack the village.
>>25948494Return to Beric. Tell him about the information. Also, if there are any peasants, make it quite clear why all these men suffered.
>>25948494Beric isn't likely to throw himself headlong into a party that size. We should let them grab what we need, scout the opposition out. We don't necessarily nead Beric to catch our prey.Wait till night to attack, we don't have to break them. Just drag 1 or 2 away that night. And then a few more each night. Howls plaguing them all the while.Lord Petyr Frey isn't a particularly brave man to my memory, so I don't doubt there's a larger force nearby. Let's take this nice and slow.
>>25948714Why don't we let all the wolves attack at night?Say what you will, if you're attacked by hundreds of wolves, you're gonna die. Have Beric pick them off from afar with his archers.
>>25948628>>25948669>>25948714Okey dokey. Writing.
>>25948750Do we have hundreds of wolves?I thought we had a few score, but I could be wrong.
>>25948791We surrounded Beric and his men with a sea of wolves. Maybe not hundreds, but it's still a lot, and I doubt anyone expects wolves to attack their camp at night. If nothing else, we can use the wolves to hunt down anyone trying to run away from us.
>>25948714Yeah Op if your still taking votes I like this.>>25948791The number has never been confirmed rightly but i think it's safe to say we have more than anyone has likeley seen in a thousand years.
>>25948846Any horses should be a priority target. Any man running of foot is dead meat, not even a question about it.We take 'Lord' Frey's head personally.
>>25949113Do we sent his corpse back with his head stitched on his torso?
>>25949100http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1354445/Super-pack-400-wolves-kill-30-horses-just-days-remote-Russian-village.htmlWe need to hit around 500 before that's technically true.
>>25949139Holy shit I was talking in-verse man but cheers for the article
>>25949168whoops wrong gif
>>25949139psh don't you mean 401
You stand. The man shrieks incoherently, hands over his eye sockets. You grab the hem of his shirt, wipe the blade clean of blood, and push it back in to his scabbard, and walk back out in to the town. There is still life here. But none that dare to show themselves. You look over at the bodies, then glance to church. A nice white wall.You grab two bodies and make for the church's facade.It takes time, and a third body, but you splatter the message up on the wall. "Guest Gifts for the Freys." You leave the corpses where they lay and stalk back to Beric's men. His men are hiding well, and the breeze works with them. With the wind at your back, you don't even smell them until you're a few dozen yards from the lines. In the shade of the trees, a shadow detaches from the rest of the group, scarecrow Beric. He approaches with a brow raised. "Arrows? For me? You shouldn't have. Do you need help with those?" "Not really," You think, as you idly start picking them out. No barbs this time, thankfully."Yes, we heard the screams from over here," Beric glances up, "Ended awful quick. Ten minutes, must not have been many?""Not many," you agree, "Only twelve." Beric seems a bit off put by that, but you didn't have time for his nonsense, "More importantly," you forcefully think to him, "There are a further forty or so men outside in the wood." "Damn, forty men?" Beric glances at his men. A quick headcount shows that there are thirty six men with you. Light irregular soldiers, "How do you know?""Asked one of them," you think, pulling out the last of the arrows. You consider the blood. Black. Not a hint of life. Yet, you feel your belly, it is sealed. Curious condition you're in. Thoros comes up, grumpy and irritated, "Oh good, another one sided conversation. What's this about forty men?" Beric sighs, turns, "Apparently, Robb here ran in to some men-""I heard the screams, Beric, tell me something I don't know."
"Right," Beric rolls his eye, "At any rate, Robb, asked, and apparently there were only twelve in the town.""Told you he was good," Harwin butts in with a smile. Thoros shushes him with irritation."Get to the point Beric, do we have forty heavily armed Frey men about to land on us or not?""Well, that depends," Beric turns back to you, "Did you let the one you asked get away?""Of course," you think with some irritation. Not necessarily just at the question, but at the memory of letting him live. Beric sighs, shakes his head before you butt in with aggravation, "He does not know of your presence, just mine. I needed him to spread word.""Spread word? I- actually, I'd rather not ask, did you see Havelof? He was supposed to give us food today. Old man, rather short, bent back?" "Just let me know when you're done,"Thoros appears to have given up on following along, and is sitting on a nearby rock."He lives," You think to Beric, "The Frey apparently were going to use him to get you in to a trap.""Hm," Beric shakes his head, "It seems we can't feed from here then. The Freys will punish this town if we get food from here.""The Frey in town are dead, I saw to that," You think to Beric. Beric shakes his head."No, it's only luck that they only saw you. Thank you, by the way for leaving the witness. That'll help the story. But if we get involved? I won't see Havelof and his people suffer. We can find food elsewhere.""You can fight and win against the rest of the Frey. They can't punish when they are dead.""I'm not," He looks back at the rest of the men and whispers to you, "I do not wish to risk my men's lives for this when we can simply walk away, Robb. You have to understand, we're not an army. It's different from when you were a King." You've never lost a battle. But Beric seems content to be timid. You could try to convince him...Or force the matter on him. At any rate, the Frey are not going to sit in the woods forever, not without a reason. >Input.
>>25949329How many men does Beric hold command of?Either way - inform him of the fleet of wolves you have at your disposal.
>>25949329I say let the matter lie, Beric after all has been doing this much longer then us.>>25949353somewhere between 30-50 men I think.
>>25949329Let it go. We'll hunt the Freys down ourselves.We'll stalk them by night, and then disappear, until they are mad with fear and do something stupid.
>>25949329"You have men. I have wolves. If we hunt together, war together, we will win. Easy."
>>25949409>>25949353That's two for playing the wolf card. If you want to try to convince him, roll 3d6, best of three.
Rolled 6, 1, 3 = 10>>25949426Let's go power ranger wolf force.
>>25949402I second this.Ask any true northmen/rivermen to join us in our vendetta, but we're not sticking around while our enemies son is within our grasp.
Rolled 6, 4, 4 = 14>>25949426Also add the veiled threat of siccing the wolves on him and his men if he doesn't comply. Not too overt, though, no need to piss him off.
Rolled 4, 4, 5 = 13>>25949426We follow, Strike at night, take knights, use fear, Victory.
Rolled 3, 4, 5 = 12>>25949426Rolling. If we fail, we can take this on solo.
>>25949442Good roll. Writing the next bit.
Rolled 2, 5, 6 = 13>>25949442don't think I like that, I mean it's not really needed.
"Beric," You look him in the eyes, giving him a hard look, "We can win. Easily."Frey scowls, "It's not that simple, my men are good but the numbers are-""Remember the wolves," You wave a hand out to encompass the forest, "The woods are the ideal terrain for them. It won't be just your men against his. The wolves will come too, when I call.""Wolves come out at night," Beric points up to the sun, holding its position above you, "May I point out how distant it is from night?" "Give them a reason to stay." "You want my men to distract them until nightfall?" Beric shakes his head, "Dangerous, dangerous and, and pointless!" There is a note of anger in Beric's voice. Bold. Bold and foolish. Thoros looks up at this. He looks at you with concern- but you raise your hand. Peace. You are angry. He defies a king. But, he is a warrior. A warrior who has fought long. Perhaps too long. You incline your head slightly, respectfully. He fears for his soldiers. And for the smallfolk."Beric, tell me honestly. Do you believe that the Frey shall not repeat this feat?" You point to the village, "How many more villages do you seek refuge from? How many packages left by grateful peasants? If I know, the Frey shall know too Beric." "They, they can't prove it-""They have all the proof they need right now," You point to the arrows, "These arrows were intended for you, and yours. They failed at this village. Do you think they'll blame themselves? Or a monster out of a fable? No. They'll blame the small folk they put in harm's way. If it doesn't happen here, it'll happen in another village, the next time you seek to eat, or get new boats, or stitch a cloak, or have your men visit family."
Beric can't seem to find your eye. You press the attack."Forty Frey wait in those trees for Beric and his men to arrive, to kill them. They heard the screams. They'll be impatient, and when they don't find Beric? What do you think they'll do?""Fine!" Beric snaps. Then, with a bit of composure and regret, "I know you're right. Wolves?"You step closer, and nod, "More than enough wolves for the Freys," And you, but you leave that part unsaid. He's smart enough to figure that out.Beric purses his lips, nods, "I'll draw them off. Least I can do for Havelof after all he's done for me. We'll keep them guessing in these woods until nightfall."Thoros groans. Beric gives a tight grin, claps Thoros on the shoulder, "Come on friend! Another glorious battle to protect the small folk awaits! You were the one that liked the tourneys so well after all.""Yes, but back then I didn't have to worry about getting you up again, you did that yourself," Thoros grumbles, but doesn't resist being led off by Beric to join the rest of the men.Good. Beric is skilled- he can keep the enemies distracted until nightfall, you're sure. Is there anything you shall do to prepare?>Input.
>>25949614>get new boats.Oh fer fuck's sakes, new BOOTS, new BOOTS. I'm getting tired.
>>25949620see if you can command herbivorous animals telepathically. The brotherhood is running low on food.
Rolled 5, 5, 3 = 13>>25949620Beric should at least have a group of archer's support Beric from the shadow's, that way there is at have more of a chance then if he was alone.
>>25949660You get in to a staring contest with a cow. You feel very unkingly. >No. You regrettably haven't had enough revenge juice to become king of the animals.
>>25949673I'm sorry if I wasn't clear, Beric is going to be leading a group of handpicked men to do this task. He isn't going to be doing it alone.
Rolled 1, 3, 6 = 10>>25949679oh well okay guess we should recon anyway.
>>25949620We don't need to rest. Help Beric in his task - we have superior senses, we can find the foe better than he.
>>25949675wait, there's a cow? Are there more? The village is dead, you should at least make sue the cattle doesn't go to waste.
>>25949620Find the wolves and see if you can't ready them.
Rolled 3, 1, 6 = 10>>25949706Village isn't dead only scattered and scared
>>25949684>>25949687Alright, goin' recon. Hm. Stealth roll. I guess it's brutal. Still seems kind of weird, but whatever.Gimme 5d6, best of two.
Rolled 6, 2, 3, 3, 3 = 17>>25949770
>>25949770I'm thinking there should be (default) 3 brutal, 3 noble, and 3 neutral (for stuff that doesnt make sense like perception, stealth, etc) instead of the 4 brutal 4 noble default.
Rolled 1, 6, 6, 6, 6 = 25>>25949770
Rolled 3, 2, 6, 4, 5 = 20>>25949799
>>25949792Yeah, I'm feeling that. Or maybe have a normal character sheet, and then have the brutal/noble dice pools to draw from? That'd defeat the purpose of the system though. Bleh. I'm too tired to think real well anyway, and even when I'm entirely conscious I suck at mechanics.>>25949799Welp. Writing. Prolly gonna be another long one. And the last one of the night too. Sorry everybody. I dunno what days work with you guys, but I think the closest day to now that'll work for me is Saturday, 20:00 4chan time. Lemme know what time/date you'd like it to be on.
>>25949827That seems fine.
"I'll support you in this," You think to Beric. Beric seems genuinely happy, and claps you on the shoulder. The look you give him immediately makes him regret it, but he still seems happy to have your help. "Jack-Be-Lucky, Harwin, Notch, Likely Luke, Mudge, Lem," He rattles off a list of names, variously nicknames, and insults, and men step from the shadows to stand before Beric, as he finishes, "Merrit, alright," Beric manages to summon up some inner strength to smile his gap tooth smile at the motley crowd before him, sixteen men in all, "I know you sneaks would filch my kit if I let you out of my sight, so I'm going to have to drag you along while we play at being wolves with our good friend Stitchneck here," A few chuckles. You tamp down the irritation with in you. Morale was more important here. Still, you give a warning growl. Beric waves you away, "But the most important thing right now, is that we have a bunch of reeking Frey camped out in the woods opposite of this village. We're all hungry, right?" A chorus of agreement, "We're all sick to death of meat that's more weevil than flesh, right?" Vigorous agreement, "Well gents, time to earn your keep! All we have to do is keep that lot of bridge minders lost in the woods. Pretty damn easy, eh? Dennett," A bushy head perks up, "Soon as you see the Freys chasing us, get to town, make sure they're alright. We'll try to be along by nightfall, but if something goes wrong, we meet at the Old Stones, got it?""I hear you.""Good," Beric nods, "Grab your bows, and get ready. We're hunting quiet."A long, needless speech by your estimate, but it seemed a tradition to these grubby huntsmen. They act quickly, gathering bows, arrows, and supplies- you even see one of the men snatching up the arrows that used to be you. Soon, they fall in step behind you and Beric, and you creep through the undergrowth making for where the Freys were supposed to be.
You wordlessly take the lead, and the men seem alright following you. Probably easier on the mind than having you at their back. You for once feel utterly in tune, your eyes easily adjusting to the light, seeing movement. You smell the horses first- fragrant creatures. Only three of them. You hold up a hand, beseeching quiet. You and the brothers crouch down low to the ground, and creep forward. As you march forward you come to a rise in the forest among a line of old, mossy trees, and can get a proper vantage point, you can see an argument is developing between the men on the horse, regaled in shining mail. A young man. Petyr Frey, covered in warts and pimples, he looks nervous underneath his helmet, and repeatedly pulls at the chainmail around his neck. An older man with a beard is chiding him. The third, a man looking about Peter's age waits nervously at the edge. Meanwhile, all the rest of the Frey foot and archers were sitting on the ground, weapons and in some cases armor left nearby. You can't be more than four dozen yards away, yet they can't see you."My Lord Frey, decisive action is what is required on the field of battle-""You heard him!" Frey's voice cracks in his shriek, before he regains his composure, "There's none of Beric's men here!" You can see Frey is struggling in his gauntlets to write a message, "We need orders.""A costume!" The bearded man shouts in irritation, "It's a trick, Petyr, and your father would be ashamed to see you falling for such a simple ruse.""A trick, Ser Reeve?" Petyr asks, and then shouts again, "A trick?! Only one man came back, and he came back without EYES!" You can see the footmen looking at the confrontation nervously."Bandits can be cruel, milord," The other young man pipes in."I don't care," Petyr mumbles, scratching at his paper, "I need guidance."Ser Reeve looks up to the sky, "My Lord Frey, either give the order to retreat, or give the order to attack, we are wasting TIME sitting in the woods!"
>>25950019Wait, is this day or night? If night, signal your fellow pack mates to howl from the woods.
>>25950041It's daytime. I guess we can give a howl as a distraction, so when they start to panic and follow us, Beric and his men have a clear shot at their backs.
"If I go out there now, we fall in to the trap of this, this-""We have forty trained men, my lord," Ser Reeve hisses between his teeth as Petyr pushes the message to the other young man's hands, "We go to the village, root them out of their hiding spots, and if we do find what that man described, we can go back then-""No, no," Petyr shakes his head, "We tell father what happened, and then he gives the order one way or another. He can't blame me if something goes wrong then!" Ser Reeves shakes his head, and mutters something under his breath, but otherwise seems to stop talking. Petyr Frey seems satisfied. The third man canters off, evidently to speed a message to Ryman.Beric looks at you. Mouths: Cut out his eyes?You don't speak. It's still day time. And apparently, at least for however long it takes for a message to get to Ryman, the Freys aren't moving. Close to ideal.>At this, I have to leave it for now. It's officially 3:50AM, and I gotta sleep. Sorry guys. Pick it up on Saturday I guess.
>>25950048Nah, It wouldn't be as hilarious/terrifying than if it was a night.
Rolled 1, 2, 2, 5, 6 = 16>>25950053Cheers Op twas fun despite the ridiculous gap in the middle am looking forward to the next one.
>>25950053ah perfect. we kill the messenger, and then, well, then, Petyr will kindly wait until nightfall to be killed. Hope to join earlier next time. Seems promising to me.
>>25950073Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I sincerely hope it doesn't happen again. At any rate, have a good night, and thanks for keeping this thread up ridiculously long.
>>25950053See you on Saturday, then.>>25950057Fair enough. We really could've used a diversion here - smart tactics is how we win battles.
>>25950053Look at Beric and say, "He was going to kill a child and a message had to be sent." Then, move away from the group and howl, letting them have clear shots at the Freys.
>>25950087Aye, but to create a more efficient brand of terror, and get it to art, one must tailor the plots to the situations. Thats why a wolf howl in the night is so terrifying, because its untraceable and unknown, you can't find or track it, you're just left huddled against a guttering light as the eyes of the wolves surround your camp, whereas its not nearly as effective during the day.
>>25950138I'm not arguing about it not being as effective now than it would've been during the night.I'm just suggesting that we need to create a distraction so we can exploit their fear against them. Say, we could follow that messenger alone, rip him to shreds, and then pick off the men who came there to investigate his screams. You know the drill - divide and conquer.
>>25950090We don't have to justify ourselves.
>>25950283We are a KING.
WE haven't hit bump limit yet have we?Want to talk stats
>>25952349We hit it about 23 posts ago.Shoot, we have some time before this thing autosages.
>>25952389Well right now we have six die we can roll- two noble, two brutal, and two neutral. But figuring out when we're rolling the noble ones and when we're rolling the brutal ones are kind of up in the air. Why not attach the die to stats so we knowb what we're rolling and when we need to use a die that is currently being used as.Also, we need to come up with memories to attach to the noble and brutal die
>>25952561I liked the idea of every die representing two sides of something that was important to Robb - like his mother, both caring and strong as steel, his sisters - loving yet suffering a terrible fate and so on. If we're having neutral dice, those should represent some skill Robb mastered or something similar - something that's neither noble or brutal.
Rolled 6 + 4>>25952561I don't think we have neutral die. We can flip them, but right now I believe it's a 3-5 split in favour of brutal.Which I'm fine with, since for now we seem to commanding armies of wolves more than men. And aside from perhaps the Blackfish once the siege is lifted (if indeed it has started already) we won't have any sort of viable armed force of men in the near future.
>>25952678Yeah, I kinda like having Brutal/Noble dice only.We could call Brutal something like Bestial, and it'd cover actions such as sneaking, hunting and such - basically instinctual actions. Noble dice represent our humanity - our knowledge, our diplomacy, and so on.If we're going to throw in Neutral dice, let those represent memories we let go - they mean nothing to us and are only a void inside us.We're basically a revenant - if we don't hold to our memories, we lose ourselves.
>>25952715So why don't we associate our die with things then?Six to distribute, three noble three brutal