Welcome to You Awake in Westeros Quest – Trick Edition. In this quest we follow our hero, Velo, as he tries to survive and thrive in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire. Last thread, he made love to various people, gained a new memespouting ally from his own universe, and agreed to help the murderous Reeds with acquiring one Brandon Stark.Now, he deals with training his faggot fucking dog, Millennium. Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/uTnPBM61http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Westeroshttps://twitter.com/TrickQM
This meme needs to die, but Trick has drowned in the attention he's getting.
Raina spends much of her time on Jyck's horse, trying her best to get used to riding the thing. The steed seems of a lower quality than your own horse and as such is much more difficult to master, requiring effort from the rider to properly stay ahorse and control its direction. Morrec aids her whenever she finds the animal veering off in the wrong direction against her wishes and explains a few key pointers to her.You content yourself with training yourself with your own animal whenever you have the chance. You manage to get Millennium to bark on command, sit up, stand on two legs and a small assortment of other various performance tricks over the next two weeks of training. You also teach your wolfhound to come after you when you call his name and to stay on your heels following you no matter where you go.You have enough time to teach it one more trick before you arrive at a very significant location in the ASOIAF novels. Which trcik do you choose to teach Millennium?>Down – Order Millennium to back down from combat>Seek – Order Millennium to search an area for a specific object>Work – Order Millennium to pull/drag a heavy load
>>441695>Down – Order Millennium to back down from combat
>>441695>>Work – Order Millennium to pull/drag a heavy loadhave my attempt at something anything i need to fix?
>>441695>>Down – Order Millennium to back down from combatdo not need for him to get killed after we spend two weeks working with him the ass.
>>441695>Down – Order Millennium to back down from combatFirst and most important order. One that starks should have taught.
>>441707forgot the damn thing
>>441710I don't believe so. The map seems fairly accurate and the character portraits are not too ridiculously off of what I imagine them to be. What is it supposed to be?
>>441727just something a reader can look at and say that's where we are and what's next to us
>>441733Oh is the red splotch supposed to be the character's location?I think you should have a key or words if you were trying to indicate that because I didn't notice it.
>>441738i'll work on it
>>441760>>441760Honestly I'd remove most of essos -- maybe keep up the the Free Cities for right now. Make the character portraits a bit smaller. And yeah that's it. thanks for that though, hopefully gives people some perspective of where they've been and where they are.
>>441763Can I have discord link
>>441775https://discord.gg/x64DjEVERYONE GETS A DISCORD LINK FRIEND!
The journey through the Neck is much more tense due to the loss of poor Jyck. Morrec sees criminals, thieves and brigands around every bend in the road. The smallfolk you pass are harassed and watched by the grieving man, yearning desperately to find the culprit responsible for his good friend's murder. Thankfully within two days, before the corpse can really start to stink up Tyrion's wheelhouse, you spy a nearby Sept that houses two Silent Sisters. Tyrion dutifully, and with as much dignity for the deceased as h ecan possibly muster, drops off the body for them to prepare. He leaves enough silver for the Jyck's posthumous journey back to the Westerlands to receive a proper burial. You feel a twinge of regret and . . . guilt, perhaps? You wish you could have saved him.When you finally escape that smell, boggy marsh filled with lizardlions and mosquitos, even you feel relief. A few paranoid nights on the road you were convinced Meera and Jojen would show up again to kill Raina or something. But now you are past the Neck and officially out of the North's southernmost reaches -- and hopefully the Three-Eyed-Raven's clutches. Which means you've entered the Riverlands. The rich, fertile and populous areas surrounding the three forks of the Trident – the three-pronged river that flows in from the Bay of Crabs. For most of the journey you have the Green Fork of the Trident on your right side, crystal blue waters with small little abodes littered around the grassy flatlands that form most of the region's geography. The riverfolk have made their livelihoods off the streams running underneath their proverbial feet – and the lack of natural fortifications and defenses have made them no strangers to bloodshed over the years.The mood of your journey begins to lighten up as you spy far off sights you remember from your readings. There are the Twins – the seat of the treacherous Freys. You spy the Mountains of the Moon – where the bloody Hill tribes live. You even come to the Ruby Ford – the sight of Rhaegar Targaryen's defeat by the warhammer of Robert Baratheon. You almost feel a childish urge to search the riverbed for rubies cracked off of Rhaegar's dragon-encrusted breastplate. But caution and rationality gets the better of you.Eventually you feast your eyes on the sight of the Inn at the Crossroads. The sight of Tyrion's arrest, Tywin's declaration of Tyrion being declared temporary Hand of the King, and Arya's stabbing of The Tickler. So much history was meant to happen here – but maybe it will experience a much different history as a result of your informed meddling.When Tyrion enters asking for lodgings, the fat Masha Heddle -- with her sourleaf-stained smile -- informs him that there are only two rooms available. Tyrion decides to take one of the rooms with Morrec and Yoren to keep him company.
>>441827>Raina and yourself will take the Barn, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable
>>441827>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable
>>441828>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable
>>441827>Something else? (write-in)Get the Night's Watchmen the room and we can take the barn or stable. Just say that it is past time the realm starts respecting the position of the Night's Watch again. Because they're currently our only defense against the end of the world
>Raina and yourself will take the stable, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the room>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable>Raina can have a room to herself, you and Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable>Insist to join Tyrion in his room, you don't care who takes the other room>Something else? (write-in)Sorry, I fucked up the options a bit. It is fixed now.
>>441828>>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stableWhy sleep in the barn when there is a room available? What are we a horse?
>>441841>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stable
>>441841>Raina and yourself will take the stable, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the roomlet's not be dicks
>>441841>>Raina and yourself will take the room, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the stableWhat do there care? As long as it is warm it is a luxury right? Meanwhile we are a pampered bard, we might ruin or singing voice if we sleep outside.
>>441833I am currently interpreting this as a vote for >Raina and yourself will take the stable, the Night's Watchmen can sleep in the roomTell me if I am incorrect
>>441828>Insist to join Tyrion in his room, you don't care who takes the other room
>>441866ur mean =(
>>441833>>441836>>441847>>441851>>441866Sleep in the stable>>441834>>441834>>441835>>441843>>441844>>441852>>441854Sleep in the other room>>441863TyrionTaking the other room wins.
>>441870You counted two times the same id two times>>441834and>>441834 and>>441835and>>441844
>>441870Sleep in stable
>>441886fuck off proxyfag
Fugg it, revote with the two tied options.>Take the room>Take the stable
>>441891>Take the room
>>441891>Take the stable
>>441891>>Take the stable
>>441891>take the stables.
>>441891Take the stable
>>441891>Take the stableSleep with dog.
>>441894>>441904Take the Room>>441895>>441897>>441898>>441901>>441906>>441911>>441914Take the StablesWait wait wait. I really fucked upShit my eyes and me fucking up the options really screwed the pooch there.Stables won the first vote by a fucking landslide.God I'm retarded.
>>441897I can be mean to anyone I want.
check this shit out makes me look like retarded five-year-old monkey http://quartermaester.info/
You tell Tyrion to let the rest of the Night's Watch take the second room and offer to sleep in the stables. Your patron fixes you with a curious look, but shrugs and informs Masha that his servants will sleep in the barn. Yoren doesn't give you so much as a nod as a . . . subtle body language adjustment of gratitude that wouldn't register to anyone else other than yourself that he appreciates your deference to his organization via your actions as opposed to your words. Raina on the other hand looks quite pissed at being forced to sleep with the horses. Tyrion looks back to the middle-aged innkeep. “I believe I will be taking my dinner upstairs in my room. If you could send up a roast fowl and your best wine – running low on my own vintages, currently,” he looks back and up to you and winks. Masha Heddle curtsies. “Of course, m'lord.” Before Tyrion can retreat to the safety of the second floor, a handsome slender man with sandy blonde hair and boyish good looks approaches your small crew, sporting a charming smile. He strikes a chord on his harp as he nears. “Hello Lord Tyrion,” the singer bows flamboyantly. “Would you like for me to sing of your Father's victory at King's Landing while you dine?”Tyrion forces a smile. “'I am sure such a song would ruin my appetite. And I'm afraid I already possess my own personal singer.” The man frowns before scanning Tyrion's group. He quickly passes over the grizzled warriors dressed in black to your own, sandy-blonde youthful, handsome face and the lute strung over your back. Your eyes meet. He narrows his.“Marillion,” he informs you. His hand on his harpsichord clenches while the other drifts slowly to the strings.“Will,” you reply just as tersely, wriggling your fingers ready to quick draw your weapon.Raina tenses as she holds in a gasp. >Hit him with both barrels>Back off>Be friendly>Ignore him>Something else? (write-in)
>>441982>>Hit him with both barrelsBard off!
>>441982>Ignore himthis will annoy him the most
>>441982>Hit him with both barrelsBARD FIGHT
>>441982>>Hit him with both barrelsgot to go for the bard off
Rolled 32 (1d100)Warming up the dice.
>>441982>>Hit him with both barrelshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4DRfkYTWC4
>>441982>Hit him with both barrels>>441994Not Velo the Nigger
Roll me 2d100, best of 3.Both have a bonus of 19. Are you truly read to rock?
Rolled 22, 49 = 71 (2d100)>>442018no
Rolled 42, 82 = 124 (2d100)>>442018
Rolled 90, 82 = 172 (2d100)>>442018Not Velo is a nigger
Rolled 87, 1 = 88 (2d100)>>442018Double Nat 1s incoming.
Rolled 100, 71 = 171 (2d100)>>442018
>>442022As performed by advanced fast finger wizard master class, William Shakespeare.
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>442018please be 1
Rolled 12, 60 = 72 (2d100)>>442018>Rolling
>>442022That our best roll and proves forever Totally Not Velo is a Nigger. And should be treated as one. >>442021Pick that cotton boy.
>>442022Wow, I have a dedicated hater, I'm so proud
>>442022i would love it if velo just broke out into an almost rock lute solo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yo6LXD7uzn4
>>442043Hope you like it so far my id will change and I'll be forever gone, then I'll be changed forever this was fun.
>>442082Just pick a good song to play aganist this guy.
As quick as you can manage the lute slithers from your back and into your hands. Marillion begins to pluck upon his harp. Tyrion rolls his eyes, drops silver stags upon Masha Heddle's counter and retreats upstairs with Morrec and Yoren in tow. You don't notice them though as you're too busy displaying your fingering skills for all the lads and ladies to see. Marillion tries his best to keep up – playing his harp and letting his tenor voice soar as high as he can, but unfortunately from out the gate your skills are better and you have the advantage of songs these people have never heard. Well, except for possibly Raina. But the rest are so engrossed in the lyrics of your own number that they pretty much ignore Marillion. You duel Marillion in musical skills for thirty minutes before he finally surrenders and retreats to a corner in the back of the Inn, sulking and staring into his cup – morale absolutely crushed. The rest of the tavern/dining area pays him no heed though as they raise horns of mead and cups of ale to your playing. At some point Raina sets up the collection plate for donations herself and the silver stags come rolling in along with the adoration of the Crossroads' Inn patrons and more food, drink and revelry than Tyrion possibly could have preemptively paid for you tonight. At one point Raina begins to shout “Play Free Bird!” at you incessantly until you bop her on the nose. The playing and merrymaking begin to wind down as patrons either leave to get back on their horses to ride to Kings Landing or go up to their rooms for a night's sleep. Raina shows you your earnings of roughly 100 silver stags and you pat her jovially on the back. Nowhere near the paydays you get with Tyrion but a pretty good score you'd have to say considering the meager means of the people listening.As you put down your lute carefully, you ponder on what to do now.>Get fuckin' laid (who?)>Search for Bronn among the remaining patrons>Just sleep in the stable>Something else? (write-in)
>>442142>Just sleep in the stable
>>442142>Search for Bronn among the remaining patronsWe should just float the idea that our Lord Lannister has lost a guardsman, and may be open to idea of hiring on someone new.
>>442142>Get fuckin' laid (who?)Female HorseWe are sleeping in the stable
>>442142>Search for Bronn among the remaining patronsand>Get fuckin' laid with Rainna
>>442142>>Just sleep in the stable>Something else? (write-in)try to do that thing that Raina does where she's aware of things and sleeping
>>442162>>442142Sure. Maybe it'll make her less pissed about sleeping in the stable if we give her a workout beforehand.
>>442142>search for Bronn
>>442142>Search for Bronn among the remaining patrons
>>442158>>442164>>442169Sleep in stable>>442159>>442162 (Fuck Raina)>>442168 (Fuck Raina)>>442176>>442170 (proxyfag)Search for Bronn>>442161Fuck a horseAlright roll me 1d100 +1, best of 3. This is a search check.
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>442181
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>442181Rolling
Rolled 90 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>442181
Rolled 53 + 1 (1d100 + 1)>>442181
>>442191>nigger status>REVOKEDTotally not Velo isn't a nigger anymore
>>442181oy I resent the accusationt. justhere2lurk
If we don't make it in time for the tourney of the hand, we should be able to make it in time for the tourney of Joffrey's name day.
>>442218better put on a trip and join the discord hugbox if you want your vote to count.
>>442275I am part of the discord hugbox, but I don't see a reason for a trip
>>442275easy after you vote just actually discuss things instead of not contributing. it's the perfect threat to make you liven up my quest against your will.Muahahahah
You motion for Raina to get up so you can slide out of your booth. She makes way for you while asking what exactly it is you're doing. “Looking for some new muscle,” you simply answer as you go about the dining area. You walk from table to table politely greeting women, children and men who raise their glasses or shout their approval of your skills to you. You pay careful attention to the older, rugged men, especially those with swords. Just when you think Bronn might not be here you come to a table with three hardened looking individuals sitting hunched over in their booth, nursing cheap drinks. All three of them eye you suspiciously upon your approach.One is lean with a wolfish appearance. Dark eyes, dark hair and stubble. He looks similar enough to your idea of book Bronn, but you don't recognize his companions. One is blondish with a bit of a darker complexion. The third has a lighter brown mop of curls atop his head and is barrel-chested, with a much heartier build compared to the other two.As you approach their table the blondish one fixes you with a look that screams hatred.“Fok off Kaffir,” he orders you in what is most obviously a South African accent. You halt in your tracks. W. . . what?!“I'm sorry, what did you call me?” you find yourself asking after the shock wears off. “Nothin', ya cunt,” he continues disparaging you in what is clearly an Earth South African accent. “Move along. We're not paying ya.” The dark-haired man gives a chuckle and raises his drink. “Liked your singing. Just a bit short on coin at the moment, my companions and I.”The barrel-chested fellow looks to the blonde one, scowl on his scarred features. “Why the fuck did we come here, again?”The blonde South African sneers at the biggest of his trio. “Doesn't matter.” He snorts. “Let's just head to the tourney in King's Landing. Fok!” The blonde one slams his tankard on the table angrily, fuming.>Hey, can I offer you three a job?>Back away slowly>What . . . happen to be your names?>Something else? (write-in)
>>442317>What . . . happen to be your names?And here we go.These are other 'players' trying to do the same thing at the tourney.
>>442317>What . . . happen to be your names?If Bronn is definitely among them>Hey, can I offer you three a job?
>>442317>>What . . . happen to be your names?could it be?
>>442317>What . . . happen to be your names?
>>442317Which one of you dick licking apes is Bronn the Craven?
>>442317>*cough*apartheid*cough* *cough*plantations*cough*>terribly sorry sers it seems somethings in me throat
>>442328>>442330>>442331>>442336You're doing this.
>>442357FUCKING THIS also,*cough*wannabe dutch*cough*fake country*cough*
>>442317Start playing thishttps://youtu.be/Dq0s2eHrMjc
“So, what happen to be your names?” you ask as you feel a bead of sweat start to form at the top of your skull.The lean dark-haired one who could pass for Bronn decides to speak for the group. “Bronn.” He gestures to himself with his tankard. “That's Chiggen.” He gestures to the big man who raises his head and eyebrows in confirmation of his name. “And the angry one's named Mills.” Bronn gestures pointedly with his mug before downing his ale in one fell gulp. Mills proceeds to flip you off as you look at him. Your expression turns to worry as you glance around at the rest of the trio. That's definitely an Earth-only gesture. This guy is certainly from the exact same place you came from.“And what are you called, friend?” Bronn asks, lazily placing his alcohol container back on the knotted wooden table. The emphasis on the word 'friend' speaks of its insincerity. Not filled with antagonism, just merely acknowledging he truly couldn't give a shit about whether you lived or died right next to him. If he's anything like book Bronn he'd slit your throat right there for enough money. >I'm called William>I'm William Shakespeare>cough coughaparteidcough cough>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?>Walk away>Something else? (write-in)
>>442391>I'm called William>cough coughaparteidcough cough>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?
>>442317Just refer to the south african as a Saracen.
>>442391>>I'm William Shakespeare>cough coughaparteidcough cough>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?
>>442391>>I'm called William>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?We south africans are great mercenaries
>>442391>I'm William ShakespeareI am William,from house shakespeare, here to hire some muscle to assist me and my lord on our trip to kings landing.You lot semms capable enough.Thre is good money and a stead pay if you are willng to join
>>442391>I'm William Shakespeare>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?>cough coughaparteidcough cough
>>442391>I'm called William>Something else? (write-in)You know, since you Bronn are clearly a man of refined taste unlike your Saracen friend, how would you like that I introduced you to a lord that's down one guard and pays really well?Good manners always pay off.
>>442391>I'm William Shakespeare>cough coughaparteidcough cough>Would you sers like to make some money as bodyguards?
“My name is William Shakespeare,” you inform the sellswords. Mills visibly recoils as he furrows his brow in confusion, mouthing the name 'William Shakespeare' to himself.He looks up at you as Bronn and Chiggen are merely regarding you with semi-polite stares. You expectorate into your hand.“COUGH COUGH apartheid COUGH COUGH!” At that his looks goes from confused to wide-eyed and eventually a grin forms on his lips. “So,” you continue after your faked fit of coughing. “How would you three sers like to make some coin doing bodyguard work?” “We ain't no fucking sers,” Chiggen points out. “With fancy titles. Jus' men who know how to swing a sword.” “How much you paying?” Bronn inquires. “You stand to earn a lot, if you work for me,” you answer.Mills nods his head vigorously. “Oi, he's the genuine article. This is what I was talking about. You can trust him.” Mills gestures to his companions with outstretched hands,signaling motion.Bronn takes a careful study of Mills before studying you with the same observant look. He sticks his tongue into the side of his cheek before he clears his throat and speaks. “A gold dragon a piece. Up front. For each of us. Or you can go fuck yourself.” >Done (make them personal bodyguards)>My Lord Tyrion will pay you handsomely (make them Tyrion's bodyguards)>No thanks, changed my mind>Something else? (write-in)
>>442467>Done (make them personal bodyguards)
>>442467>>Done (make them personal bodyguards)
>>442467Try to bargain it down
>>442482Don't be a Jew
>>442483>Not trying to Jew people when you're a charisma focused character
>>442467>>My Lord Tyrion will pay you handsomely (make them Tyrion's bodyguards)best if we get bronn to stick with tyrion
>>442467>>My Lord Tyrion will pay you handsomely (make them Tyrion's bodyguards)Fuck dealing with these chuckleheads all the time. Let Tyrion handle it.
>>442467do we have that amount of money?
Taking a tiny break
>My Lord Tyrion will pay you handsomely (make them Tyrion's bodyguards)We can't afford their loyalty for the shit we are about to pull off.
I mean, what are we even gonna do with these guys besides collecting the winnings at King's landing if we make it in time to put in some bets? If we use em on bailing out the Starks, we gotta convince the reward money from them is worth it. Then again, there's a possibility of lordship on the north to be gained from it as well.
>>442527That but also get bran out the city, not all the way as any good merc would turn on us for the reward
“Done,” you say as you drop three gold dragons on the table in front of them. Chiggen sniggers as he picks up his. Bronn cautiously inspects his coin and Mills simply spins his while laughing. “I'll follow you to the ends of your coinpurse,” Bronn tells you smugly. . . .You leave them to their comfy inn rooms while you take Raina by the arm and escort her to the stables where you will unfortunately be sleeping tonight. “I'm still mad about this,” Raina mentions irritably. “Sleeping among farm animals and horse shit is going to ruin my mood. I've done this enough times already.” “It is a minor convenience. Soon we won't have to fret about where we rest our heads ever again. We will be rolling in cash.”“All three of us, right?” The two of you turn round to see Mills standing behind you in his dull chain armor, long sword at his side. He places his hands on his hips, beaming. He must have immediately followed after you when you made your exit from the Inn. Suddenly a frown graces his face. He nods towards your lady friend. “She's from the future too, right? I didn't just fok things up there did I?”Raina snorts. “Yeah. I am. You sound like you're British.”“Fuck you I'm South African ya dumb cunt,” he spits at her. “Geez, alright,” she instantly replies at the torrent of aggression. “I'm Raina by the way. And who are you?”“Mills. So we're goin' to King's Landing and betting on all the fights, right? Splitting the money equally three ways?”Raina looks at you expectantly. >I get all the money>I get half the money, you two each get a quarter of it>We split the money three ways, yeah>Raina and I are splitting the money equally, be glad to feed from my crumbs you dumb Boer piece of shit>I get half, Raina gets a third, you get a sixth Mills>Something else? (write-in)
>>442553>>We split the money three ways, yeahbut you know we could do a lot more if we pooled it all together
>>442553>We split the money three ways, yeahMind sharing you story friend?good to get to know my new partner
>>442553>I get half the money, you two each get a quarter of itTime to be (((Velo)))
>>442553>I get half the money, you two each get a quarter of itVelo would be doing most of the work and putting forth the most amount of money so we should have the bigger share.
>>442553>I get half the money, you two each get a quarter of it.
>>442553>Exluding winnings made with loaned money, three ways split on profits. Security costs will be 3 ways as well.>This is because if you borrow money and double it and then have to split it, you will lose money.
let's mention eilinor and say we can get her to fuck him and he'll be done for whatever
>>442568Tell them that since we've got the highest paying job, wealthy patron and a potential to loan some money for betting, we should get a bigger share. Guaranteed profit, yes, but we're putting forth the capital.
>>442572Alternatively if they want, we can go with a system where everyone keeps their own winnings.
>>442553>She's from the future too, right?What is this from the future shit? Someone mentioned that in the last thread too. Is there a 4chan in the future of ASoIaF world too? Because I thought they were from another world/universe.
>>442601No.... it's historical fiction you idiot.
>>442601Things look old timey so compared to modern day computer stuff it looks like the past.
>>442608The fucking land masses are different!
>>442615Are they? These maps and their sizes are their perception of the lay of the land.
“I get half and you two each get a quarter of the winnings. Does that sound fair?” Mills shrugs. “Yeah. I'm fucking broke – I'll take what I can get. Here, take this.” He tosses you the gold dragon you paid him moments ago, which you catch in your left hand. “More money for the bets means more money for me in the end.”Raina sighs out. “I have no clue who even is going to win. Thanks for the money though, baby.” She kisses you on the cheek, after saying such an endearing pet name for the first time to you.“Well, now that that's settled,” you bid Mills a goodbye for now as you head to the stables.“Wait!” he calls after you. “One more thing. If we get the chance to . . .Look, there's this girl I want to fok. Her name is Elinor Tyrell! She lives in High Garden with Margaery Tyrell. You know about her from the books, right?” You feel you stomach go a bit queasy at hearing that name. Of course he wants to fuck Elinor Tyrell. He must have been a player that got attached to the waifu you randomly threw in for Isaac to develop a bond with. You ignore that thought and simply give him a nod.“Hopefully with all your newly earned wealth you'll have a chance with her.” You force a smile and Mills nods happily, finally letting you go and returning to where his own bed resides. Raina and yourself lay your bedrolls out on some soft hay that doesn't smell like piss and the two of you drift off to sleep.. . .“BLEUGH!” Your eyes shoot open to the sound of someone vomiting. You glance to your right to spy Raina on all fours spewing chunks of last night's meal all over the straw near one particularly displeased horse. She must have crawled over there while you were still unconsciousYou chuckle. “You alright there? Can't handle the smell of horse shit?”Raina wipes her mouth with her sleeve as she nods her head no.“Nooooooo. This is much worse than horseshit. This is bullshit is what this is!” You frown. “What are you . . .” as the realization hits you your eyes bulge in your head. Scrabbling into a kneeling position, you crawl over to her. “Wait, you aren't saying –” “I'm late and I'm not talking about a hair appointment. Shit!” She's almost in tears.You blink. “You said you had an IUD!”“I did!” she exclaims. “It should have been fine . . . but, . . . nah, I think I'm fucking pregnant. Fucksticks!” “ . . . Is it mine?”“I don't know!” “How can you not know?!” “ Uhhhhhh,” she draws out, unwilling to vocalize her answer.You grimace in disgust. “Really? What happened to not wanting to have to fuck some guy for money?”“He had a LOT of money. And he's not that bad . . .” Raina trails off.“Bad looking?” you ask for clarification.“Uhhhhh, sure. Let's go with that. I'm certainly no ableist bigot!” she mockingly declares before vomiting into the hay again. “Ugh, is there some sort of abortion thing on this planet?”
>Yeah, we'll get you some moon tea>I . . . want to keep the kid>Something else? (write-in)
>>442627>You seriously fucked the dwarf?
>>442627>let's talk to Tyrion about it
>>442627She whored herself out? Literally slept around on us? When she didn't even have to? What a fucking degenerate whore. Seriously?Kill her.
>>442628>Give me them kids
>>442628>let's talk to Tyrion about it
>>442628Moon tea, this isn't the fucking situation to have a child. We're trying to save the entirety of westeros here.
>>442628>Yeah, we'll get you some moon tea
>>442627>have dem chilluns like the good chridtian you are>I mean come on "I" rolled 100
>>442628>keep the kid
>>442628Nobody else is disgusted by this deceitful degenerate behaviour?Cucks, All of you are cucks.Raina fucking dropped.
>>442634>>442636>>442648>>442651WHUH?>>442635>>442640Talk to Tyrion>>442637>>442644>>442645I want the kids>>442641>>442642Abort
>>442628>>I . . . want to keep the kid
>>442636Let mill do it Hes a bro
>>442636I agree we need to cleanse westeros form degenerates, starting with her.
Don't fucking kill her
>>442667W-Wait are people actually saying this? Weren't we talking about building house shakespear up a while ago? Just give her the options. Sure you can have a terrible painfull abortion that might make you not be able to have kids again or you can give the kid the name shakespear and then raise it for me! *shit eating grin*
>>442676whoa whoa whoawe're not legitimizing them. Raise them sure why not. But as bastards. We'll have legitimate heirs later
>>442683and not with Raina, she's our slutpprentice nothing more
“You seriously fucked the dwarf?” you ask, anger in your tone no matter how hard you try to be-still your beating heart.“. . . Yeah.” “Why did you whore yourself out when you didn't have to?”“I mean I didn't sleep with him JUST because he's rich and a safety net for when slash if you get yourself killed. He's also charming and smart and witty. And . . .” She turns around and sits on her rump, scooting away from the vomit, hands wrapped round her knees.“And?” you demand for her to finish the list of his supposed 'good points'.“And he's not . . . too . . . ugly,” she sort of draws out the statement. You shake your head. “I can't believe you fucked Tyrion fucking Lannister behind my back!”She looks at you, offended. “I'm sorry – should I have done it in front of your face instead!”You stare at her, confused. She rolls her eyes. “OH WILLIAM!” Raina mockingly screams in orgasmic pleasure. “OH WILLIAM YES! YES! HARDER! Seriously? You just fucked some random peasant girl because she had her legs open for you?” Raina huffs and crosses her arms across her chest. Shit, she's talking about Dara. You did sort of plow that girl while you were getting drunk at Timos's farm. You didn't think Raina would get mad about that though. You weren't . . . going steady or anything. You shake your head to get yourself out of your thoughts.“Well, Dara isn't a dwarf!” you defend yourself.“Oh? So then you wouldn't be mad if I had let all those black guys gang bang me? Since none of them are dwarves!”“Black guys?” you ask, perplexed.“The Night's Watchy guys,” she waves her hand demurely as if the specific name isn't important. “The dudes who live in the cold place. You wouldn't mind if I had fucked one of them while you were with your precious Dara?”“So you fucked the Imp to get back at me?” you deduce, incredulous. “I fucked whoever I fucked just like you fucked whoever you fucked because we're not together!” Pause.“Are we?!” she bookends her mini-rant. That is a loaded question if there ever was one.>Raina, please marry me and have my children>Alright, from now on – we're monogamous>We're just fuckbuddies>We're through completely>Something else? (write-in)
>>442688>We're just fuckbuddies, maybe more later
>>442688>Let's just be master and apprentice with benefits. Like those ancient greeks- but straight
>>442688From now on we're monogamous, if I step out on you- you can kill me and vice versa.
>>442688>We're through completelyif you vote to marry or be monogamous, you are a cuck
>>442688>>Raina, please marry me and have my childrenI'm all in fuckers I'm invested in those kids those where my best rolls
>>442688Fuckbuddy and someone who works for us, nothing more
>>442688>>Alright, from now on – we're monogamousLet mills have the fun
>>442688BFFs with benefits ťbh
>>442691this because it's funny.
>>442688>>We're just fuckbuddiesIt's a TRAP!
>>442696>>442688change my vote >Alright, from now on – we're monogamous
quit memeing you fucks we're making the 8
>>442688>Alright, from now on – we're monogamous
>>442704b-but muh waifu
>>442688>Alright, from now on – we're monogamous>Raina, please marry me and have my children
>>442709she's cool but not waifu material
>>442690 (proxyfag)>>442691>>442698 (proxyfag)>>442700 (proxyfag)>>442701>>442702Just fuckbuddies>>442693>>442696>>442699>>442705Monogamy>>442694We're doneThe three people who voted fuckbuddies with only one ID have 5 minutes to post again under that same ID
>>442694>>442688changing my vote to>We're just fuckbuddies
>>442713Yeah hi, I´m not a proxy fuck, my router just resets my IP daily.
Alright you're fuckbuddies now.
>>442700>>442713this is me, idk if the id will stay the same I'm on mobile data at work like the pleb I am
>>442688>>We're just fuckbuddies
>>442715then looks like you're required to post twice a day if you want to participate son.
can we at least not abort the kids
Oh yeah shit.The fucking kids. LOL.Alright, new vote.>Talk to Tyrion about Raina's pregnancy>Insist Raina keep the children>Insist Raina aborts the children
>>442713I cant vote on this shit.too much meme magic
>>442725>Talk to Tyrion about Raina's pregnancy
>>442725>>Insist Raina keep the children
>>442725>>Talk to Tyrion about Raina's pregnancyGet cucked bru
>>442725>Talk to Tyrion about Raina's pregnancytell him it's his child.
>>442725 talk to tyron
>>442720B-b-but I live in a very different time zone. >>442725>Talk to Tyrion about Raina's pregnancyWe gonna cuck this dwarf into oblivion.
>>442725>Insist Raina aborts the childrenFalcon Punch the babbies
>>442725talk 2 tyrion
>>442725Don't talk to Tyrion and don't insist shit.
>>442725>Insist Raina keep the childrenAbortion is a sin!
>>442725>cucking tyrion winning by a landslideWe be niggers now.
>>442742Does that mean we tell him it is his? Because funny as that would be I am sure he has basterds scattered all across the seven kingdoms and wouldn't really give a shit about a couple more.
>>442727>>442729>>442730>>442732>>442733>>442737I'm pretty sure telling Tyrion wins and I don't feel like checking.
Wouldn't it be better to just tell her about Moon Tea and let her make her own choices?
“We're not together,” you state with conviction. “Just . . . master and apprentice with benefits. Like the Ancient Greeks, but straight.”Raina thankfully cracks a tiny smile as you say that. “That's what I thought. Let's keep it simple.” She leans forward and gives you a peck on the lips. You get up and dust off some of the stable straw. “Now let's go inform Tyrion Lannister of our predicament.” . . .You find Tyrion breaking his fast accompanied by Yoren and Morrec. The three of them talk and joke – almost like old friends. Morrec looks to have gotten much better since Jyck's untimely demise and Yoren actually seems to have warmed up a bit in this much more temperate climate. As you approach, you believe your scent informs them of your presence long before they hear your boots scuff the floor or catch sight of your person in their peripheral vision.Tyrion turns to look at you and gives you a smug grin. “You should probably bathe William. I'll want us to head out soon.”You lean in and whisper into his ear the cold hard truth as bluntly as possible. “Raina's pregnant.”As you pull back you watch his face melt into a look of shock. He lets his fork clatter to the plate, sausage still skewered on its prongs, and shimmies out of his seat to waddle after you. You lead the dwarf outside as a few outriders make their way past the Inn to King's Landing. Raina stands awkwardly near the crossroads as the two of you make your way over to her.“Lady Raina,” Tyrion begins. “Is the news William told me true?”She nods her head. “I believe so.” Tyrion's eyes artfully glance to your visage before falling back to Raina. “Do you know whose it –”“Nope! And I think I want to get rid of it," she declares“Of course of course!” Tyrion nods his head. “Once we make it to King's Landing I'll send for moon tea straight away.”>No, don't abort the baby!>This is a good plan
>>442772>This is a good planremove babies
>>442772>This is a good plan
>>442772>>This is a good planNobody fucking wants the baby. Westeros is no place for an unwanted baby. You can even sell the aborted baby to some noble lady as an edible restorative!
>>442772>This is a good planPro Choice in Westeros!
>>442772>>No, don't abort the baby
Let's not abort
>>442774>>442776>>442777>>442778>>442779This is a good plan.>>442784>>442786Don't abort the baby.Posting thread theme. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wt5EHAqhR1c
I've kinda lost all interest in Raina desu. On to the next waifu.
>>442792She was never a waifu to begin with. She's our kawaii inran kouhai
>>442791FuggWe aborting two perfectly fine babies
>>442797this is true, but it better this way because Raina would be a shit mum.
>>442796I luckily have no idea what this faggotry means
Taking a break. Might not post again tonight.
Rolled 73, 14, 21 = 108 (3d100)roll
>>442800cute slut apprenticenot really but the general jist
Rolled 66, 51, 55 = 172 (3d100)
Hobbies and Enjoyments1-2 Acrobatics 51-52 Glassmaking3-4 Acting 53-54 Animal racing5-6 Astrology 55-56 Horse riding7-8 Music appreciation 57-58 Hunting9-10 Theatre 59-60 Invention11-12 Gaming (e.g. chess) 61-62 Jewelry making13-14 Boating/Sailing 63-64 Jousting15-16 Collecting 65-66 Juggling17-18 Calligraphy 67-68 Metalwork19-20 Cards 69-70 Painting21-22 Carving 71-72 Philosophizing23-24 Combat competition 73-74 Reading25-26 Cooking 75-76 Research27-28 Dancing 77-78 Riddles29-30 Dicing 79-80 Sewing31-32 Animal fighting 81-82 Sports (Wrestling, racing, etc)33-34 Eating 83-84 Storytelling35-36 Drinking 85-86 Swimming37-38 Embroidery 87-88 Art appreciation39-40 Falconry 89-90 Weaving41-42 Fishing 91-92 Woodworking43-44 Fortune-telling 93-94 Writing45-46 Singing 95-96 Playing an instrument47-48 Gambling 97-98 Pipe smoking49-50 Gardening 99-100 Bird watching>>44280373: Reading14: Boating21: Carving95: Playing an Instrument>>44280566: Juggling51: Glass-making55: Horse-Riding95: Playing an instrument
>>442807>jugglingwe're a traveling entertainer check>glass makingwe know alchemy check>horse ridingself explanatorybelievable and arguably IC ťbh
Alright I'm done for the night. Going to bed. I'm thinking a retcon may be best but I figure I'm only going to retcon one action. I'm leaving it up as a vote for the players until I do another session tomorrow or perhaps later. Reply to this post with one of these numbers and that action never will have happened.1. Gay sex with Benjen. 2. Seducing Raina3. Giving Tyrion the go ahead to fuck Raina4. Getting Raina pregnant5. Fuck retcons you pussies
>>442791I'm gone for a second and anons purge our legacy? What's this!?And why were anons so mad about Raina seducing Lord Moneybag?
>>442824>5. Fuck retcons you pussiesI felt that the Benjen encounter lacked some kind of built-up, it appeared too suddenly.The other choices and happenings, I can relate to, they seem plausable.
Retcon is another word for the QM failure. Trick = Failed QM.
>>442824>5a true man moves forward regardless of his mistakes
>>442829>>442830just because it didn't end in total victory... it makes it more interesting, that the protagonist doesn't have a magical i-win button for every story development.>>442835"Shh shh, there there. I'm here for you, Trick dear. Shh shh, there, all better now. And now go and continue to write the Velo-Raina-love-romance quest!"
>>4428245Let's go with no retconsBut I feel If we had a bit less of this Raina waifu bullshit we'd be better off, that shit seems to me like only slowing down the quest
>>4428245Everything is fiiiiiiiine
>>442824>3. Giving Tyrion the go ahead to fuck Raina
>>442847>>442848But without those, it's just a generic travel-to-another-world-and-don't-do-anything-wrong quest...
>>442824I love seeing the ship sink
>>442878It's no sinking, it's soaring!
>>442878Huh So much for never posting under that trip
>>442931Velo##223344664499There you go now it's truly dead
>>442940Why don't you take it one step further and kill yourself
>>442878>>442940what got you so bothered. I thought you sorted things out with Trick. Was that Benjen scene so bad? Cheer up my third favorite qm :^)
>>443123>>442824Changing to 3, I don't want tyrion's herpes
>>442824>5. Fuck retcons you pussies>>443154Tyrion doesn't have herpes, he has plot armor
>>442878Kek,it has been sinking for 2 weeks
>>442824letting tyrion fuck Raina, basically with the thing that she is going to possibly marry us, if she is worthy.We NEED that waifu. We need a household with a couple who KNOW Earth.
>>442824>Giving Tyrion the go ahead to fuck Raina
>>442844>>442824had enough time to think better changing my vote to 3
>>4428243Why is velo even here? At least trick sticks to quests..
I would vote benjen But too many memes
>>442827>>442831>>442833>>442838>>442842 (proxyfag)>>442845>>443163>>443237 (proxyfag)>>443513Fuck Retcons>>442848>>443154>>443210 (proxyfag)>>443239>>443260>>443429>>443534 (proxyfag)>>443648>>443655>>443673 (proxyfag)Giving Tyrion the go ahead to fuck RainaIt's a tie. But 3 has more proxyfags. So the winner is no retcons.
>>442824Changing to 3 (instead of 5) if we're going to marry her...
>>443709Good decision! Manly.
>>443709>Joining late means I'm using proxyDammit trick, I swear I'm not Velo or something
anyone who posted late you have to post more than your vote or be called a proxy
>>443709hey i'm voting 5.just in case
>>443778Well there now, 3 posts
>>443723>waifuing the first girl you seeI am dissapointed in you guys
>>443709>being called a proxyfag>actually a regular fagfeelsbadman
>>443709btw actual samefagging>>443648>>442848
>>443963MILLENNIUM! THE ABSOLUTE MADMAN
>>444012lel it works
Yall are a bunch of inbred niggers if i've ever seen some. You missed so much shit it makes me wonder just what the fuck is going on here.
Hey guys!!! I was wondering if I could join this quest!!
>>444174I mean we have strict standards. Let's see if you pass.1. Who is Jon Snow's real parents2. Which character saw foreshadowing of the Red Wedding3. Lord Commander Mormont is the __ Lord Commander of the Night's Watch (Fill in the blank with a number)4. What is Sansa's favorite food?5. Horn Hill belongs to which noble family?If you get all of those right, you can join.
>>444194Lol I don't know XDDDDDDDD
>>444194>accepted inky who doesn't know any of this.also it's High Inquisitor being a dick.also 99% of people who've read would need to at least go on the wiki one time to respond to the 3 last questions.
>>4441941. Dick2. Dick3. Dick4. Dick5. Dick
>>444216I recon he might have given the right answer on question 4
>>444194OK Let's go :1. Lyana and Rheagar(not confirmed in books)2. Dragon bitch(you can count the old witch arya met also that clown that Stannis has, dunno their names in english and 2lazy to look)3.Shit dunno its around 990 something4. Lemon cake5. Tarley(Sams familly)3
>>444194Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar TargaryenDaenerys? Also maybe a few others.997th, I'm pretty sure.No idea.Tarly.
>>4442271. >misspelled Rhaegar2. >Calling Patchface a clown and not a jester3. Not knowing it is 997.4. The only correct answer.5. >misspelling TarlyUnncessary 3 at the bottom of your post. I mean, are you even trying.>>444216Correct! You're in.
>>444240Fuckin' knew it.
>>444240>Correct! You're in.Sansa confirmed for being a dick eating slut
>>444249Ramsey broke her.
>>444254I thought that was a fake sansa
>>444240>implying Patchface isn't clown material Just add a red nose and you are set to have a nice birthday party
>>444260It was a fake Arya in the books. But Sansa is getting that Sweet Robin dick in the books.
>>444269Not even she gonna get skewered by Harry the Heir after Sweet Robin gets Littlefingered
>>444273>implying Sweet Robin isn't going to get to at least succ on Sansas tits before he gets Littlefingered
Fucking tripper niggers die eat shit fucktards
>>444289Are you the real velo?
“Yeah, that's a good idea,” you second Tyrion's plan. Pregnancy in this universe is a bitch where even the rich and powerful noblewomen can end up dying if things go badly. And if there is even a 1% chance that that child is Tyrion's . . . you don't want to bring another dwarf into the world. This is a series of bad coincidences and bad timing. She needs to abort that child. With that decision taken care of, you and Raina bathe to wash the stink of horses off yourselves and mount up for the final week of riding. Mills, Bronn and Chiggen accompany you. Tyrion is a bit curious and wary when they first travel beside you, but you quickly soothe his concersn with your silver tongue and an explanation that you would like to not risk his own men for your safety from now on. Tyrion accepts your explanation and the presence of your three new guards – primarily due to the brothers of the night's watch and your reputation for loyalty.Raina says she will focus on learning to ride for the last week of your journey.>That sounds good>Focus on lockpicking>Focus on rope tying>Focus on something else? (what)AND>Train Millennium further>Practice horsemanship yourself>Something else? (write-in)
>>444545>>That sounds good>Something else? (write-in)talk with mills about what he did before here.
>Focus on lockpickingand >Train Millennium furtherhe'll be around us more then some horse
>>444545>That sounds good>Piss of mills
>>444545>Focus on something else? (what)>Something else? (write-in)Kill yourselves.
>>444545>That sounds good>Train Millennium further
>>444662Why do you wish for characters to die?Writing!
>>444669Fucking kill ourselves. End it all.
Your trip from the Riverlands into the Crownlands – the region where the noble houses pay homage directly to the Iron Throne – is rather uneventful. Raina spends her time willfully ignoring her pregnancy despite vomiting almost every morning in some bush or behind some tree and you spend your time training your dog Millennium.Wait just a second. Mills . . . Millennium . . . could such a thing be possible? You shake your head and refuse to dwell on it. Millennium seemed so supportive of you you'd be crazy to think some South African loudmouth with a penchant for making lewd or aggressive comments could be that devoted fan you appreciated so dearly. Your irish wolfhound learns how to seek out objects in an area if you give him a proper whiff of the thing you're looking for and he learns to pull or drag objects on command. . . .To your right you pass by a lake that Chiggen points out contains the Isle of Faces – one of the last known areas south of the Neck with a plethora of weirwood trees. You feel a shudder go down your spine as you can vaguely make out the faces in the white-barked, red-leafed grove far off in the distance. Those things represent a real, presence of a foreboding power to you unlike the rest of your companions.. . .You spy the great capital of King's Landing looming massively over the skyline hours before you reach the Dragon's Gate – one of the seven massive entrances to the city and the one that leads directly to the Kingsroad you've been traveling upon. The Valyrian inscriptions you cannot read are accompanied by chiseled ruby dragons, flapping their massive wings around the entrance to the grand city. They are both a display of opulence as well as a very old warning. This is a city constructed by the Targaryens – the Dragonkings. Now, however, a stag makes his home here. A pretender to such untold power raging in a dragon's maw. Tyrion is greeted by one Humfrey Waters at the entrance to the Grand City. The commander of the Dragon's Gate is a bastard it seems. “You're in luck Lord Tyrion,” Waters explains to the smallest of the lions from underneath his helmet. “The jousts begin tomorrow! I hope your brother takes it all!”“As do I,” Tyrion jovially commends with a laugh.You sure don't, you think to yourself. Because if Jaime magically wins due to sibling power ups or some other bullshit you can't even begin to imagine, you'll have just thrown away all your money. Tyrion looks to you as your small cadre finally makes it past the hovels hastily constructed outside the city and into the street where you get a good long look at the featureless East barracks of the City Watch – the infamous goldcloaks.
Tyrion turns to you, Raina and your three mercenaries. “I will be escorting the Night's Watchmen here to the Red Keep so they may peruse the dungeons and beseech King Robert for aid to their frozen lodgings. I will also need to speak with my brother, my sweet sister, my nephew, the King himself and Grand Maester Pycelle to make the proper . . . arrangements.” He gives Raina a pointed look, to which she responds with a polite nod.“I'm afraid we must part ways for now, William. Keep yourself safe. The people here aren't made to handle the cold. But in that same vein, I doubt you Northerners are made to handle the poison that surrounds you here.” Tyrion nods once more, before urging his horse forward with Yoren and Morrec at his flanks.Alright. It's time for you to . . .>Find a bookie in Flea Bottom>Contact Eddard Stark>Something else? (write-in)
>>444811>>Find a bookie in Flea Bottom
>>444811>Find a bookie in Flea BottomWould a bookie in flea bottom have enough coin to back up the kind of bets we're laying down?
>>444811>Contact Eddard Stark
>>444815I don't think there are any bookies outside of flea bottom so yes.
>>444811>Find a bookie in Flea Bottom
Anyone else kind of feel like striking out on our own after the tournament? I feel like we should have the dosh, the muscle, and the necessary skills to provide for ourself.
Guys if I might make a suggestion, firstly don't bet all our cash lest we loose. Secondly be aware little finger will be watching, third other anons in this world may effect the results
>>444847What would we do, just keep trying to save lives?
It's time to make yourself a fair bit of dosh. After stabling your horses due to the nature of the location you're going to – all under Tyrion's pay thankfully – you begin to weave your way on foot through the city streets.The downhill trek is fraught with distractions, peddlers of cheap goods and crowds of potential pickpockets. More than once Bronn ends up backhanding some small child and threatening to stab the kid dead. Thankfully he waits for you to give the go ahead before making good on his threat and you ask Bronn each time to let the poor child go. You haven't reached the point where you're okay with child murder. You finally make it off of Rhaenys' Hill – one of King's Landing's three Hills named after one of Aegon's sister-wives – and into Flea Bottom, the poorest area of King's Landing. It has a stench of pigsties and stables, tanner's sheds mixed in with the smell of winesinks and whorehouses. The buildings lean over the narrow, winding, labyrinthine streets – all of which are unpaved – almost touching each other. Dark alleys where dark deeds occur are everywhere around you. You are sure without the three brutal-looking men you're bringing with you, something nasty and unfortunate would occur as Chiggen leads you to a reliable bookie he knows of in the area. You enter a smelly hovel of an establishment and approach a rickety looking old man standing behind a large counter. Four armed guards, various shades of sun-baked brown, stand near the back, eyeing you all with hastily summoned stink eyes. Bronn just smiles at them, proving how little he cares for their attempts at intimidation.Chiggen and the rickety old man – who you learn is named Sabas – have a pleasant friendly conversation. Eventually after the pleasantries of 'you old fuck' and 'dickless moron' cease, Chiggen invites you up to the front to place your bets on the first round of the tournament. You ask to see a ledger filled with the list of jousts and see many names you recognize. You see a lot of riders you don't recognize but many you do. There are 64 competitors which means there are 32 jousts. And you know from what occurred in the books who are the winners of sixteen of those jousts. Now thankfully the way betting works is the more jousts you bet on in a row for that round the more your winnings will increase according to the odds of that rider winning. However, if you are wrong about that rider you lose it all. It's the reason why most people only bet on one or two riders – for sure winners like Jaime or the Mountain that Rides. You however are almost entirely sure you know half the winners of the first round. So the question is – do you think everything goes exactly how it happened in the books?>Only bet on surefire winners (Jaime, Sandor, Loras, The Mountain)>Bet on all the winners AND>Bet all your money>Bet half your money
>>444933>Bet on all the winners>Bet all your moneyGO BIG OR GO HOME
>>444933Bet on all of the winners but keep some cash back in case of shenanigans
>>444933>Bet on all the winners>Bet all your moneyWelcome to cash money street boiz
>>444933>Bet on all the winners >AND>Bet 3/4 of your money
>>444933>>Bet on all the winners>Bet half your moneysomeone might pull some shit
>>444933>bet on all the winners>bet all your moneyheavy risk, but the priiiize
Fuck it. You're betting it all on everyone you know wins the first round.You drop 2580 silver stags down on the bookie's table and point out sixteen names. Sabas just laughs to himself as he sweeps your money onto his side of the desk. “Your loss,” he simply comments. Chiggen does give you a concerned look. “Wait!” Raina shouts from behind you and pulls out four gold dragons, pushing them towards the older man. “Add this to the bet as well.” Sabas rolls his eyes and takes the money. That adds another 840 silver stags to the pot, raising your initial bet to 3420 silver stags. And that all might be going down the drain. But you have hope that Ser Hugh of the Vale and Beric Dondarrion and Meryn Fuckin' Trant actually pull through and do as they do in the novels.You exit the bookie's shop shaking, fear and anxiety that you may have just thrown away everything you've built up to now if you even MISREMEMBERED one tiny little detail of the tournament – NO. You've memorized that fucking chapter of Sansa's. You know what happens. You'll win. You're sure of it as long as some idiot like Mills hasn't fucked everything up. Raina pulls out a single gold dragon and shows it to you.“This is all the money we've got if this fails,” she whispers to you. Fuck. You look to Mills who gives you a cocky thumbs up. He's not afraid it seems. You're really playing the game now. And this is your power play. Best hope you don't wake up tomorrow a penniless beggar.Bronn and Chiggen eye each other nervously. 'Follow you to the end of your coinpurse' may just be coming up real soon for them. >What now, risk taker? (write-in)
>>444991>What now, risk taker? (write-in)Find a really nice tavern in the nicest part of town.Play the fuck outta that lute.
>>444991>"Look on the bright side, if you disliked my employ you might be out of it real soon."
>>444991Earn more money to pay the guards and bronn
Roll me 3d100. Best of 3.This isn't a check. This is the number of silver stags you manage to earn via your playing.
Rolled 87, 25, 29 = 141 (3d100)>>445021
Rolled 54, 71, 30 = 155 (3d100)>>445021Im bringing back the old trip
Rolled 16, 37, 22 = 75 (3d100)>>445021
>>445038lol ur a scrub
Rolled 30, 8, 37 = 75 (3d100)>>445021Too late but i want my roll
Rolled 14, 1, 88 = 103 (3d100)>>445038 you moron
>>445050>14 1 88>14/88somehow insulting yourself yield results.Also you have an ID so everyone can see how good you are at insulting yourself.
>>445050>the scrub rolled a nat 1jesus christ, I didn't think you coulg get any scrubbier
>>445052I totally didn't know about that.... :^)
You spend the rest of your evening going to one of the richer districts in King's Landing near the Iron Gate which leads to Rosby Road and playing your music for the richer common folk.Over the course of the day you earn 188 silver stags from passing sculptors, artists, armorers and smiths who like the cut of your jib and the sound of your voice. You manage to work in some good practice while also entertaining the people of King's Landing.. . .As it nears night time, you and your armed bodyguards make your way to a nice Inn – The Iron Stag. The sign out front is molded into the shape of one proud, strutting stag completely out of iron. Chiggen tells you it used to be called the Iron Dragon but sure changed its tune once Robert Baratheon won the rebellion. You laugh to yourself. The Iron Stag? Almost a reference to Stannis Baratheon himself.The food is excellent and so are the beds. You pay for everyone's meals and their inn rest just to make sure Bronn and Chiggen are content and happy. “I expect a gold dragon to split between the three of us tomorrow,” Bronn tells you over a chicken leg at dinner, fixing you with a serious stare. “If you don't have that I take what you do have and you lose our services.” You gulp and nod to the cutthroat mercenary as he bites into his food unperturbed. Here's hoping things go well, huh? You squeeze Raina's hand a little tightly. Bronn is not someone you would like to piss off.. . .You arise the next morning bright and early. After jostling Raina awake, you look outside the window in your room and see the far off mist of Blackwater Bay seeping in from the coastline. You take a deep breath. The Tourney of the Hand is already beginning most likely. The first round of the jousts will occur soon.>Watch the first round of jousts>Play your lute for more mone>Something else? (write-in)
>>445088>Watch the first round of joustsI think we have a stag to split. I want to know our fate the moment it's determined.
>>445088>Watch the first round of joustsif we fail i want to know how.
>>445088>Watch the first round of jousts
>>445088>Watch the first round of joustsKeep an eye out for anyone like us who are unsurprised by the outcomes.
>>445088>watch the first round of jousts
>>445099or extremely surprised if the plan fails.
>>445088>Watch the first round of joustsI want to see if Trick will pull off le epic twist where we lose everything.
>>445104Huh.Good point.Roll me 1d100 + doesn't matter, best of 3. This is a spot check. DC: Roll me 100.Writing afterwards.
Rolled 61 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 33 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 100 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 12 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 6 (1d100)>>445107
Rolled 49 (1d100)>>445107
>>445111you can all thank me cucking that 100
>>445107i-is 61 good enough?
>>445148Sorry took a bit of a break. Getting back to writing.No, 61 is not good enough.
So, why did you guys hire Bron again?
>>445170Because he is highly capable? Honestly I thought we were looking for him to replacion Tyrion's man who we got killed but then we met Mills and ... wanted to keep him close?
You and your allies saddle up on your horses and ride round the walls of the city so as to avoid any potential blockages. You pass the Red Keep as it is still draining of nobles, but at this point it is the more minor houses. The King and Queen are probably already at the Tourney grounds, drinking and feasting as the knights present themselves. You also pass beside the River Gate, which is currently open so fishmongers can travel to the tourney from the wharfs on the Blackwater Rush.You finally make it to the King's Gate and join the crowds of smallfolk trailing after the dressed up nobles to spectate the pageantry and gaiety of The Hand's Tourney. It seems you've arrived a bit late. The jousts have already begun. As you and your companions guide your horses to the back of the gawking commoners viewing the tournament from far away, you spot Jory Cassel already barreling down the lists with the Direwolf banner proudly displayed on the tabard upon his horse.You suck in a breath as you watch with the rest of the crowd – a bit more concerned than them however.You faintly hear the loud CRASH as the tip of Jory's lance smashes into the breastplate of . . . Ser Horas Redwyne you believe? The red-headed Southroner flies off his horse and cheers go up. You even hear King Robert's booming voice from all the way on his raised platform.“The North showing what they can do!” He shouts as a jolly laugh follows his declaration.>Watch the tourney from here>Try to find Tyrion>Something else? (write-in)
>>445179>Try to find tyrion
>>445179>Try to find TyrionMaybe he'll pay us.
>>445179>Try to find TyrionMight as well entertain the little lord also top notch seats of course!
Dont do ANYTHING unusual
>>445186This just play some tunes and don't distract anyone
>>445179>Watch the tourney from hereBetter to stay out of sight while we get da big bucks.The guy who made every winning bet will draw enough eyes.
>>445179Go find Tyrion and thank Joffery for the fine knife.
Roll me 1d100 + 7, best of 3.This is a search check.
Rolled 96 + 7 (1d100 + 7)>>445197
Rolled 66 + 7 (1d100 + 7)>>445197Bet this has a high DC, he is fucking short.
Rolled 98 + 7 (1d100 + 7)>>445197
Rolled 82 + 7 (1d100 + 7)>>445197Good night
>>445198>>445200Guess he finds us then?
this better fucking work. If we manage to have gambled properly, we will be home free and very wealthy.
Shit. You don't want to be all the way back here with badly dressed commoners. You're going to look for Lord Tyrion! You try to find a path to guide your horse forward through the mass of bodies but it is quite apparent that unless you want to trample a bunch of people you're going to have to get close to the section of the audience where the High Lords and other assorted nobles watch on foot.Chiggen offers to stay behind and protect the horses, so you trot your steeds off a little ways behind the crowd as the sound of Jaime Lannister soundly defeating his opponent causes the gathering to go wild. Alright, there's 2 of 16. So far, so good.Bronn pushes people out of the way, and whenever someone gives him a dirty look he gives them one right back that screams 'do you really want to start something?' The answer is a resounding 'no' from every single drunken patron. By the time your party of four has maneuvered their way through the throngs of commoners, some young boy exclaims that Barristan Selmy has soundly defeated a man thirty years his younger. As expected. 3 of 16.You make it to where the actual stands are and immediately spot where Tyrion Lannister sits. . . . you also spot the man he sits next to. Petyr fuckin' Baelish. Littlefinger. He and Tyrion seem to be sharing a bottle, drinking as they watch the jousts.You sigh out as you and your guards make it to the packed section of noble-born folk. Two goldcloaks approach from where they were stationed at the edges, hands on their pommels. “Halt,” one orders. “Back with the rest of the commoners.” Gregor Clegane absolutely destroys his opponent in a thunderous crash of his lance, which causes Robert Baratheon to bray like a drunken ass. You're a fourth of the way there.>Yeah, we'll go back with the rest of the commoners>I am Lord Tyrion's personal bard>Something else? (write-in)
>>445221>>Something else? (write-in)I'm a friend of lord Tyrion, please ask him yourself my name is William Shakespeare
>>445221>>Something else? (write-in)I've got business with that fucking midget over there. Basterd kicked my dog! Lemme at 'em.
>>445221Eh, I don't wanna risk pissing off our patron. I mean, do we really want to seem clingy?On the other hand, meeting Littlefinger.Then again, meeting Littlefinger.>>445226I'll second this.
just give tyrion some fucking space.We MUST be as invisible as possible.
>>445221>I am lord tyrions personal bardAlso play for both littlefinger and tyrion
>>445232Seconding. We don't NEED to play, let's just watch the bloody joust.
“I'm a friend of Lord Tyrion's,” you inform the two city guards. They exchange looks. You gesture to your noble's outfit. “If you don't trust me, ask him yourself!” You stick your nose up at them.One of them sighs. “Stay right there. I'll be right –”“No need,” you hear a familiar voice say. From behind the stands stumbles Morrec holding a flask. “He knows Lord Tyrion. Yes he does. Lord Tyrion knows the girl too. Intimately,” Morrec sort of spits out the last part, semi-disgusted. Whether at Tyrion or Raina, it's hard to say. Raina folds her arms and fumes while the guards roll their eyes and one of them even shakes his head. “Fine. But the cutthroats stay here.” “Fok you!” Mills declares, flipping the bird.Bronn raises a hand in front of Mills' chest. “That's fine. We'll be by the horses, m'lord.” Bronn and Mills retreat into the currently cheering crowd as The Knight of Flowers claims his first victory of the day. He grants a rose to some noble girl that has the ladies sighing. 5 of 16.Raina and yourself climb the pews as the city guard eye your ascent suspiciously. You shimmy your way through the nobles, who fix you with irritated glances at your disruption, before finally making it to where the Dwarf sits – his legs dangling off the pew he sits upon. Tyrion's drunken eyes grow brighter as he spots you. Petyr Baelish turns round himself to study your two forms. “Littlefinger!” Tyrion declare, backhanding Petyr in the chest merrily. He extends his hand, pointing to the two of you. “Here are two friends of mine. William – my personal bard. And Raina, a female acquaintance of ours. Will, Raina – The Master of Coin himself, Lord Petyr Baelish.”Petyr extends a hand and grips yours in a firm handshake. Meryn Trant soundly defeats Harwin of Winterfell as Baelish's minty breath washes over you. “Charmed to make your acquaintance. As you can see I am currying favor with the future Lord of Casterly Rock.” Tyrion cackles as you take your seat and Petyr kisses Raina's hand. “I'm afraid my father will never let me inherit the Rock, Lord Baelish.” Petyr frowns as he ponders that. “Is the Warden of the West planning to have you killed, Lord Tyrion? You are his eldest son eligible to inherit. Or will Tywin Lannister take a new bride soon?” Tyrion provides a rueful half-smile. “I'm afraid Jaime Lannister – my elder brother will take the Rock.”“Jaime Lannister is a member of the Kingsguard,” Petyr points out. “Any children your brother fathers will be bastards.”“I am a bastard as far as my father is concerned. No, it will go to Jaime. Or to Tommen through Cersei.” Tyrion snorts darkly as he refills his cup with more wine. “Can you imagine a Baratheon holding the Rock?”Balon Swann defeats Alyn of Winterfell. 7 of 16. Baelish shrugs. “Not long ago someone might have asked the same thing about King's Landing. Or Dragonstone.”Tyrion groans.
>Comment upon that exchange? (write-in)>New subject? (write-in)>Just watch the jousts>Something else? (write-in)
>>445250>Just watch the jousts
>>445249>Comment upon that exchange? (write-in)Should Tommen seize the Rock, it would be Cersei who truly rulesGod willing it won't be an issue for quite some time.>Just watch the jousts
>>445250>>Comment upon that exchange? (write-in)>Or will Tywin Lannister take a new bride soon?Speaking of your lord father taking a new bride, I think he and Lady Olenna Tyrell would make a lovely couple.
>>445250>Something else? (write-in) bring up the topic of the arts and should the seven be kind we plan to hold a live performance some time soon
>>445250>Play some music
>>445250>Just watch the joustsLet's not distract the jousters
“Well,” you begin, drawing the two schemers' attentions. “If Tywin Lannister is taking a bride I believe he and the Queen of Thorns would make a lovely couple.”Baelish and Tyrion burst into a guffaw of laughter as you finish. You smile inwardly at your joke. Sandor Clegane wins his first joust. Half way there now.Petyr turns to Tyrion. “I believe you waste his talents keeping him as a singer, Imp. Dress him in motley and make him a jester.” You make eye contact with one of the most dangerous men in Westeros. “I do believe you say that Lord Baelish because you have yet to hear me sing. Give me a chance and I will regale you with one of the best performances of your life.” Tyrion nods in agreement as Baelish hears your boast. “William here sang a song that even my sister The Queen had to commend. Prince Tommen himself almost decreed a royal order to rob me of his services. I'm sure his vocals will be pleasing to you.” Petyr's mouth smiles, but his gray-green eys do not. “If even royalty cannot deny your talent then I'm sure your skills will impress someone as lowborn as myself.” The crowd cheers as Renly Baratheon nabs a victory. 9 of 16.You give a chuckle as you remember your performance for the Queen. “I believe if Queen Cersei had not been present Prince Tommen truly would have parted me and my Lord. If Prince Tommen is granted Casterly Rock, the Queen will be the one who rules.”Tyrion scoffs at your guess. “She will be too busy doting on her firstborn here in the Capital.” “Forgive my impertinence,” Baelish suddenly interjects, fixing your hip with a look. You follow his line of sight and . . . shit. He's staring directly at your dagger – his dagger – THE dagger. “But I must ask: How did a singer acquire such a magnificent blade?” Tyrion looks down at the object and you see his face curdle for a second before he regains his composure. You keep your face calm as Thoros of Myr wins his joust. 10 of 16!>It was a gift from Lord Tyrion>It was a gift from the Crown Prince>It was a gift from King Robert >Something else? (write-in)
>>445265>It was a gift from the crown princeHey it might imply something
>>445265>>It was a gift from the Crown Princehe had one of his servants deliver it me some time ago
>>445265The prince had it delivered to me, my heart was his choice- but I chose my hip instead.Whilst smiling and taking our lute out to play a song,
Roll me 1d100 + 11, best of 3. This is a bluff check.
Rolled 88 + 11 (1d100 + 11)>>445273
>>445265>Something else? (write-in)A man said he had little money to pay for a song so he gave me this instead
Rolled 26 + 11 (1d100 + 11)>>445274I'm rolling don't blame me
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>445273
Rolled 14 + 11 (1d100 + 11)>>445273
Rolled 38 + 11 (1d100 + 11)>>445273
>>445270We just watch the joust, it's super-impolite to do music now... the jousters are the main attraction. Plus we don't want to change the outcome by sidetracking anyone...>>445265>>It was a gift from the Crown PrinceJust imply, we're good buddies with the Royals, brag like a bard does.
>>445249>IntimatelyRaina already regrets that, right? At least, that people know.
>>44527499, best bluffer in all of Westeros! It's like we were born to bluff our way through!
>>445284Got 99 problems but a bluff ain't one~
>>445284Too bad the DC is 500You can't bluff past LF
“It was a gift from the Crown Prince,” you smoothly inform Lord Baelish.Lord Baelish frowns. “The Crown Prince?” he asks incredulously. “Funny, because that dagger was in my possession until not too long ago. I lost it to King Robert Baratheon himself on a bad bet at the tourney for Prince Joffrey's nameday. I wonder – did the King give his son such a fine dagger as a present? And then, taking such a cherished gift from his father, present it to a singer – an exceptional singer, I'm sure – but a singer all the same?”Tyrion burps once audibly before bringing his voice down to a whisper. “Perhaps the Crown Prince took his dear Father's dagger without his permission and lost it stupidly. But go ahead Littlefinger. Inform the King so he can beat his son for theft. I'm sure the Crown Prince won't hold a grudge against the man who squealed about his dumb mistakes.” Petyr Baelish raises his hands in a placating gesture. “Please my good companions, we are all friends here. Fortunes change. Everyday money and possessions exchange hands. No one knows that better than myself – I am the Master of Coin because I understand the losses and gains of such tumultuous events. I am not Varys, attempting to spread all your secrets. I merely wish for a chance to regain such a priceless possession." he fills his glass with a bit more wine. He swirls the liquid contents in his glass, thinking hard as both you and Tyrion sit there sweating."100 gold dragons for the blade! Would you not say that's a good deal?” Littlefinger fixes you with a look as he makes his offer. Beric Dondarrion has defeated his hedge knight opponent, who somehow managed to slay his own horse in the joust. Just like the books. 11 of 16.>You have a deal>Higher, Littlefinger (how much?)>No deal>Something else? (write-in)
>>445301>Something else? (write-in)100 gold dragons and a dagger to replace this one. Obviously not of the same metal.
Nah mate Also I is not at home at the moment
>>445301>No dealFor such a fine and quality dagger such as this? Please my Lord I'd rather have it kept on me, metal of this fine quality is such a hard thing to find after all!
>>445301>I'll think about itLet's see what happens with our bet first
>>445301A blade of such immeasurable value? A weapon of Valyrian steel... You take me for a fool my lord, but I do not fault you for it.If you have something other than gold to offer, I may hear it. Otherwise? I have no value for 100 gold dragons in comparison to such a... useful tool.
Also point out such a weapon is more than a knife it's a signature, I'd hate for this blade to end up in the hands of an assassin or such...only for it to come back to me
>>445306this. We won't need the money assuming we win these fights and valy steel is very rare and we may be able to wave it in front of joff at some point.
>>445306I'd go with this.
Alright I need to go to sleep.voting remains open until I call it tomorrow.Try not to be a big faggy proxyfag errybody.
>>445301>>You have a deal"Sure." Don't even pause and think about it. It's a nice dagger, but not so nice that we diss 100 gold coins.
>>445315100 gold coin isn't valyrian steel.It's probably the most expensive dagger in the world.It would cost at least 500 gold coin under normal circumstances i think.The real problem is the buyer is a tough customer and will likely try acquiring it one way or another.Either we should say no at least once to see if he start taking us seriously.
Holy spitfire got a great idea Ok make a bet with him the winner gets both, make it on the final winner, we wait till the final then we bet on the looser.Here's why LF either has his finger on the pulse and will fig it so he wins the dagger but we get our big payout. Or he history is different and we win this bet getting the Gold and keeping the dagger stil lcoming out if this way richer. It's literally impossible to loose
>>445301>Something else? (write-in)>Higher, Littlefinger (how much?)I want a ship that's in good condition filled with cargo hold filled with preserved food supplies. Cog, fast as they come. It's easier to find a good ship than it is to find Valyrian Steel I think you'll agree. There are those who will meet my price even if you won't. I know the names of several lords that are desperately trying to find any Valyrian steel they can in order to remake their lost family heirlooms. Wasn't your father on that list as well Tyrion? If you think my price is outlandish, consider that there are more ships left in world than these. Besides, you'll eventually get it all back in taxes anyways.
>>445324100 gold is dirt cheap for Valyrian Steel if you consider it's scarcity. There's around 200 known Valyrian Steel weapons in Westeros. Not only are they extremely valuable as objects of research, they're also coveted by nobles to the degree that even with unlimited supply of money, the supply isn't enough to meet the demand. This is why Tywin, despite being pretty much the head of the richest house in Westeros, has failed in trying to acquire enough Valyrian Steel for a Sword despite attempting to gather it up for years. Not only that, but ours is an original artifact in pristine condition, which means that a merchant prince would easily pay ten times that amount for it.
>>445324I mean, 100g is barely enough for the hilt, seeing that it's made out of dragonbone, gold and has a ruby stuck to it.
>>445301>No dealValyrian steel and all.
>>445388You know it's not only about money, having a valyrian steel weapon does make us a target in a way.LF is the kind of guy who while very careful most of the time he can get really ballsy when he want something so not giving it to him at a rpice mean he'll try to take it, so we're bargaining for our live potentially as well.The most dickish would have been to do like>>445328said or the opposite on betting on the winner althrough this could backfire immensely.The best would be to gain a favor or make him respect us more along with a lot of cash.We know he run a brothel and the common price for a fuck is around 10 silvers so he probably take nine for himself and leave 1 to the whore so he likely get 9 silver per fuck and with like 30 whore in the brothel who likely fuck at least 5 a day he makes 1350 silvers a day so what he's giving us an amount of wealth he can probably amass ONLY FROM THE BROTHEL in one season.Which is peanuts to little finger, heck the brothel is only there to spy and control people he probably has more viable and rewarding ventures.A valyrian steel weapon is worth a small mercenary army at least.I'm pretty sure we can make him pay by proposing to sell it to Tyrion since he might be able to either Taunt Tywin with it by saying "I'm a dwarf but at least I have a valyrian sword to my size", essentially making Tywin butthurt because he has no valyrian steel, he has no grace this lannister has a serious face.On a more serious side it would make an amazing gift to Tywin or anybody so it's worth is essentially worth the friendship of any lord and this is worth much more than 100 gold.
>>445425We can make a deal, it's just that Valyrian Steel is something traded between nations when gold isn't valuable enough. If we can get a trading ship, a glassworks, recipe for wildfire, some good lands or something along those lines from the deal, then it's a-ok.100g is far too cheap for an artifact that he himself stated to be priceless. If he's not offering us a method of acquiring a potential to acquire future profits as well from this deal, then it's not worth it. I mean, we could go and offer that to a foreign trade prince in exchange for marrying into his family and he'd accept the deal and we'd be set for life.
>>445435I agree that it's best to sell it because it'll make us a target.100g is cheap price for it though and I'll want at least a ship out of this deal.
>>445301Changing my vote from deal to Higher and more money! Like >>445435 wrote, it's too little for too rare an artifact.
>>445450You know it's easier for him to kill us than to build a boat right?He'll choose to trade only if it's easier than killing us.
>>445455He's the master of coin. He's got ships, how else is he going to conduct trade?
>>445455This. Littlefinger has 0 issues with murdering the spoony bard of Tyrion Lannister. I dont think Bron would be able to fend them all off, and we can still get a sweet deal out of this without fucking ourselves over here. Ww need something that will let us amass more wealth than bard shit. +1 to the idea of getting the recipe for wildfire. We can use it to pioneer the idea of cannons, set up our own workshop, and do shit that will make us bank, instead of getting a one time lump sum.
>>445473I think he'd be far more likely to hire Bronn to kill us and take the blade. This is why I sort of objected to in hiring Bronn in the first place.
>>445470inb4 calling me a proxyfag IP legit changing
>>445473Yea, I say that it's either gotta be alchemical secrets, ownership of an enterprise or a ship.
>>445473we already have the recepy for wildfire
>>445476He wouldn't do that because of Mill following him and Mill would likely find a way to fuck Bron and help us.The fucker would just poison our food at an inn or some shit like that.>>445479I'm personnaly more interested in talking to him and making him understand we're both very important people that know a lot and who could help one another to reach goal.He'd likely be interested in having us as a hold on Tyrion and the Lannisters in general and would pay a lot for information.We have to be careful tho and the dagger should probably be sold for a quite a few goods likely involving an amount of gold somewhat 200 and at least a small ship at KL and another masterwork dagger and some sort of position as Trade parteners to the Kingdom or somethings like that.Him buying our nobility could be doable too.
You know, after starting to think of potential trade routes, using the wall to skip taxes, the island of Skagos trades in Pelts, Unicorn horns and Obsidian.Skagos is also another zone exempt from the King's taxes because they're only technically part of westeros.
>>445489The problem is that Skagos is far and the cost in supplies from Bravos to Skago is likely superior to the cost of the taxes you pay in the White harbor.I'm pretty sure that our universe isn't the only universe with minds centered on tax evasion.
>>445487I'd like that small trading ship tho. We could use it to bail out the Stark kids if we're so inclined to do.Also, doesn't take that many men to keep it running. Hell, if Mills, us and Raina learned how to sail the thing, we wouldn't need anyone else on board.
Small trading ship sounds fun, but we don't know dick about markets or sailing. There's a lot of investment for something we really don't know a whole much about, and would take a good long while to see any profits. I stand by some kind of alchemical process, or some kind of hold on industry. High school chem can help us where high school economics can't (even though I don't think Velo was all that great a student).
>>445497That was kind of my plan, seeing also that the Skagosi goods aren't readily available in Bravos as we'd be shipping them pelts.Problem is that Skagosi are pretty much barbarians, not far from wildlings. Still, winter is coming, which means that they'd trade food for pelts at reasonably profitable rates. Also, they've got a shitload of forests in the north, so we could produce tar and lumber fairly cheaply if we could get the wildlings to agree to the deal. Better yet if we manage to get ship building going on in there and start up a merchant fleet.
>>445515Yea, that's the main problem. Still, I'd like a way out of King's Landing in the case of emergency.
>>445302100 gold dragons and a dagger>>445303>>445304>>445305 (temporarily)>>445308 (temporarily)>>445425No>>445306>>445321>>445309>>445311>>445382>>445452Better offerDemands for a better offer win.So, to make this a lot less filled with unnecessary bloat, what is the better offer you demand?>A ship >More money>A recipe for wildfire>Something else? (write-in)
>>445559>A ship >More money>A recipe for wildfire
>>445559>Something else? (write-in)Ship would be nice.
>>445559>Something else? (write-in)A cold Coca-Cola. Haven't had one of those in awhile.
>>445559>A ship>More money
>>445559Actually, we should phrase it like this. "You're gonna have to either give offer some more money or a trading ship.""I'm also alright if you pay with knowledge, recipe for wildfire would be a nice thing to know."
>>445577Actually no, that's bad. We should instead do a sales pitch on how important Valyrian Steel is as a status symbol, historical relic, magical oddity and finally as a subject of research in attempt to unlock some of the military secrets of Old Valyria.
Come to think of it, we don't even know how much a decent ship fetches in these times. Could we buy one with 100g?
>>445577>>445566we already know how to make wildfire ya dips
>>445559>>A shipand 100 gold. We want to be pirate trader now!
>>445583Nah it's likely more along the line of 600 gold since a real good horse is 1 gold.>>445585>implying every recipe isn't different.>not wanting to create TURBO-WILDFIRE by collecting all the recipes in the world and seeing which one is more potent and improving itPleb-tier opinion
>>445585What do you mean? When did we figure that one out? Because I'm pretty sure we don't have access to gasoline and styrofoam.
>>445591we read an alchemy book like 2 or 3 threads ago and rolled very high while learning its contents
>>445593Wildfire is a closely guarded secret of the Alchemist's guild simliarly to Greek Fire.That's not something you can learn from a random book in winterfell.
>>445593yet here we are, knowing how to make wildfire
>>445593Though since wildfire burns green, we can be fairly sure there's copper involved in the creation process due to our modern knowledge.
>>445559>Something else? (write-in)I could never ask for money if it holds sentimental value for you my lord perhaps you could just owe me a favor?
>>445602>implying the Qm would let us an option to learn the recipe if we already knew it.DUM DUM
>>445559Isn't wildfire only available to one specific Guild. I doubt they just trade their reason for existance away...
>>445605maybe he forgot, he's rather sleep deprived atmhere:You ask Maester Luwin if the library has a book about alchemy. He nods his head sagaciously and strides off to a nearby shelf, putting his fingers on the books and drawing it across them as he inspects each title.Eventually he makes an 'Ah!' sound and draws a green-covered book off of the shelf, handing it to you with reverence. You bow slightly in thanks before taking the book to Tyrion's table and sitting across from him.You pop that sucker open and lay it out on the table. You begin reading slowly, unsure how informative this tome will be or how esoteric it will sound compared to books back on Earth. However . . . holy shit.A few minutes in and you're speed reading this shit. It's actually quite simple. Skip all the author's boring pomp and flowery language about ethics, propriety and his journey through life and go straight to the ingredients. It's just that simple. Your knowledge of nature helps you a lot in this endeavor since types of leaves and other natural substances make up the bulk of the ingredients used in everything from milk of the poppy, to dreamwine, to infusing color into metal to wildfire. You could make all this shit easy if you had the proper components. You're an alchemist now. If you knew it would be that easy you would have been an alchemist years ago. Wow. You look up from your book hours later, seeing the hot candlestick has shortened considerably while the pool of wax around it has grown into a thicky goopy pile.Tyrion has been silently and contentedly reading his own tome next to you. Making no sound and focusing intently on the information he inspects. He looks up at you and squints. “Enjoying your book?” he asks. You answer him with a simple nod.Soon the noise of revelry wafts in through the second story window, indicating the feast has begun. Tyrion notices and you give him a silent look asking if it's time to put the books away and head downstairs.“I think I'll stay for a while longer,” Tyrion informs you. “But go join the fun if you wish.”
>>445606who said Littlefinger trade for knowledge?
>>445606It's only known to the highest ranking members of the Alchemists guild who are super paranoid.
>>445608>to infusing color into metal to wildfire>implying infusing green color in wildfire is making wildfire.DUM DUM
>>445608>>445605it was the result of a nat 100
>>445559>A ship>A recipe for wildfireAlready making bank off the betting, more money would be nice, but is ultimately nowhere near as useful as wildfire. I think ship is basically just a neat thing to have, don't think it'll be much use for trade.
>>445614Nat 100 doesn't defy the lore.it at best bend the likelyhood of things happening in our favor but the 99% chance that true wildfire is only produced at KL
>>445609He doesn't, but at the same time he's the master of coin, so he could theoretically acquire it if he greased the right palms. Still, I wouldn't ask him that.
>>445617well I guess we have to wait till Trickerino wakes up to see what's what
>>445616Problem with wildfire though is that even if he would agree to get it for you, it's a military secret.
>>445621>He doesn't, but at the same time he's the master of coin, so he could theoretically acquire it if he greased the right palms. Pycell seem the man for the job tho.>like whores>has intellectual authority necessary to acquire the recipe for wildfiremeanwhile LF has whores.Do the math.
Basically, you'd be asking him if he can get the recipe of wildfire for you, which in itself is pretty shady that you're asking for it. Enough so that you could be arrested for being a spy.
>>445628You're correct in the assumption that Pycell would be the man we SHOULD be asking if we tried to get our hands on Wildfire. At the same time though, Maesters and Alchemists don't see eye to eye. To be fair, we probably won't see eye to eye with Maesters after we start utilising our knowledge to destructive ends and profit.If we do get the ship though, we do need a cannon.
>>445612btw that's not what it says, read the sentence again more thoroughly.
>>445629>Enough so that you could be arrested for being a spy.By the guys who is the biggest plotter on the planet?Dude he need to fabricate evidence only a fool would Trust Littlefinger especially when he's saying something that profit himself (i.e. saying the guy who own a valyrian steel dagger is a spy when you want the dagger.)Also it would make it harder for him to get the dagge since other people would know.>>445634>You're correct in the assumption that Pycell would be the man we SHOULD be asking if we tried to get our hands on Wildfire.yeah except we have leverage on him while LF likely has a 4 pages document on blackmailling his old ass.
>>445637I suppose it's theoretically possible that we could use combination of our real world education and the alchemy of this world to produce wildfire ourselves. However, from the lore standpoint wildfire isn't something we should know how to make just by reading a book we found from Winterfell.
Please don't let wildfire win
>>445639Pycelle doesn't know shit about wildfire though, he's a poisoner and not a member of the Alchemist Guild.
>>445644Thanks for this hot opinion proxyfag. :^)>>445646Yeah but he's a man with enough authority and knowledge that he could arrange a trade in knowledge in between the Alchemist Guild and the Maesters.
>>445639Tyrion is standing right next to us too, you know.
>>445644I would say wildfire if it was guaranteed we could get it. However, it's almost guaranteed that we won't, so ship is better.
>>445650We can walk like 20 meters away easily and whispers are hard to hear during a fucking Joust in between the "OOOHH" and "AAAAH" .
>>445649It's called being on mobile obelix
>>445649Alchemists are very bitter towards the Maesters for stealing their spotlight though.
>>445654It'll still a bad idea on every level.
>>445559>A shipWildfire is a useless esoteric weapon.
>>445661That's true as well. Only good for two things. Scaring people and against undead, though the latter part is untested.
>>445661>Wildfire is a useless esoteric weapon.>literally something that can blow up a castle's wall and likely blow every hold in the Vale's defenses.>able to destroy 15 ships easily>probably an explosive so useful you could imbue earth with it and create SUPERDYNAMITE STICKS>Not wanting to revolutionize the Westerosi industry and world with explosives>Implying any kind of explosives rivaling C1 to C4's power is useless in any fucking setting before 2200
>>445642I'm assuming wildfire is basically magic. In a world where fucking zombies exist and obsidian turns dudes into Ice Liches, I don't think traditional chemistry would apply in certain situations. By all means, I think using our knowledge of basic chemistry to improve shit and make money, i.e. telling them to use coke instead of coal, giving some tips on the basics of the bessemer process, explaining germ theory and the use of alcohol as a disinfectant, telling them about concrete, which is literally just cooked limestone and aggregate, -but, ALL OF THIS SHIT relies on OUR chemistry, not their wacked out magic shit. >>445659>>445661>>445666How the fuck is learning to manufacture a high-grade explosive and nearly-unquenchable flame/napalm a bad idea for a guy effectively trying to get rich and establish himself in a realm where a war that's likely to sweep the continent very fucking soon a bad idea? Just putting aside the whole bit about Dany still progressing unhindered on Essos, and ignoring her eventual, nigh-inevitable emergence with three fuckhuge dragons. We could use it to EXTREME effect selling it to militaries or using it as pre-gunpowder TNT. How do you faggots not see how useful this shit could be
>>445661It'll be obsolete as well if we bring cannons to play because if we shoot a canister round and break the wildfire container it'll end up killing the defenders.
>>445671>not using wilfire as cannon power.>not getting triple the range on your cannon by using the superior explosive.
>>445669Because the chances are we won't learn it from him.
>>445671Or it could break in the cannon an kill the attackers, it just too violate to be used in any more than a handful of situations. This shit could go up if someone puts in in direct sunlight and you want to turn it into a weapon we commonly USE? We'd lose more men to ourselves than to the enemy at that point.
>>445673You do realize that it would just blow up the cannon if you put stronger explosives on it. Also, it's not an explosive, it's just flammable.
>>445675He's probably the only man who can force Pycell to get it apart from Tywin but Tywin wouldn't agree to such a deal.So he's our best bet.>>445679>Also, it's not an explosive, it's just flammable.
>>445677Let me explain again.>Canister round = Round that fires ton of shrapnel>Wildfire, super volatile liquid that sets on fire really easily.>Fire canister round at enemy's wildfire>Enemy bursts in flamesAlternative just use ball rounds and shell them from outside of the range of their siege weapons.
>>445684That's not canon though. It never happened in the books.
>>445679Blew shit up real fucking well in Blackwater, dude. Gunpowder just burns real quick when it's not contained, the whole idea of an explosion is that it's basically just really really fast combustion. And wildfire combusts really fucking fast.>>445677So we use steel cannons and cannisters, or just fling shit in ballistas/trebuchets, where it's unlikely to flip shit until it hits something. You're ruling out even experimenting with shit when we're about to be disgustingly wealthy and able to play with things as we please. You're destroying a massive opportunity because it MIGHT not be enough to literally revoultionize warfare, as opposed to ONLY making us wealthy and powerful beyond imagining.>>445675Reasonable objection, but still worth trying, and this is probably our best shot, like >>445684said.
>>445684Also, Pycell probably won't be able to get it because he's a fucking Maester and Alchemist guild really, really hates the Maesters
>>445685>implying wilfire is susceptible to shockIt's susceptible to heat but dynamite stick are explosive that can be thrown around and shit.So it might just leak into the water and mix with it.We have to get it to test it.
>>445688There are repercussions for asking that if it fails.We'll be known as "that foreigner that tries to find out our military secrets."
>>445685Why the fuck would the enemy have wildfire?>>445688We could just revolutionize warfare with black powder and cheap bombs rather than a substance which is takes a long time to make and is so dangerous it never found common use on the battlefield.
>>445692Dynamite isn't volatile though.
>>445696If you're gonna invade King's Landing, the defenders are gonna have wildfire.
>>445687>muh books aren't canonThey're at least 80% canon and i doubt wilfire who's been put in caches in MOIST ROCKY UNDERGROUND by the mad king would have been a threat if it was just flammable.It would be pretty lame the only thing that would happen is smoke and maybe a few fires.>>445691Pretty sure he can still blackmail someone from the alchemist guild.>>445697And is wildfire volatile?it's aid to become volatile when old but is fresh wilfire suseptible to shock?
>>445696Also, I agree that we shouldn't get involved with Wildfire right now. We don't have the industry necessary to produce it anyhow.
>>445699And why would we invade the seven kingdoms?Why not exploit the three way war between the free cities?
>>445704>>445696>Implying common use of any explosives will happen in the next 100 years in a world were almost no infrastructure exist to produce itKek
>>445696That's still the plan dude, but it's gonna take a while to get the infrastructure to make gunpowder in quantities that are actually useful for industry and warfare. In the time that we're paying various cucks to get saltpeter, coal, and sulfur, we could be dicking around with wildfire, which has loads of untapped potential because the alchemist's guild is one part science, nine parts tradition and superstition.>>445704We don't right now, because we're just a random bard. If we got this later, it would be even more suspicious, and nobody would fucking give it to a man who had the means to actually utilize it. There's no way anyone would surrender it in that instance. This is probably our one chance, dude.
>>445701>Pretty sure he can still blackmail someone from the alchemist guild.What? Pycell? No, that's not his business, he's a poison master.Littlefinger and Varys can maybe do it, but I don't think they'd do it just for a dagger even if it's made from Valyrian steel, especially since it's more simpler to just kill us.
>>445713>What? Pycell? No, that's not his business, he's a poison master.How about you think for more than two second i mean LF
>>445701Wildfire is a volatile liquid that burns really, really long time and seeps into most substances. Like, Thoros of Myr stuck a thin coating of wildfire on his sword and that burned for like an hour.
>>445717>thin coating of wildfire Tiny amount don't react like big amounts.Even smoke when hot and dense enough can explode.
If you want the recipe for wildfire, you should instead ask for "Membership to the Alchemist Guild."Which in itself is not a bad idea, seeing that they do know magic.
>>445710If we could find a large supply of sulfur, say old valyria then we just mix it with cow shit and charcoal of which there is plenty then badda bing badda boom we go a new supply of black powder.
>>445718It was more of a testament to the fact that it burns for a really, really long time. Normally such a small amount of anything really should burn that long.I mean, yea, I guess it could theoretically be used as explosives as well if you properly contain the pressure.
>>445721there's an idea
>>445721I'll support this too, asking for the wildfire recipe is gonna look super suspicious
>>445721Fuck it, this is gonna be the fallback. Ask for the recipe, do this if he denies it.
>>445721I'll change my vote for this
>>445736If he wonders why we'd want that, we should say that learning magic is a man's romance.
>>445722>Implying mixing black powder is that easy.it's not.It require some infrastructure and an industry around it.>>445726>I mean, yea, I guess it could theoretically be used as explosives as well if you properly contain the pressure.It's likely explosive when exposed to normal air and heat at normal pressure condition.Maybe the humidity at sea might act as a retardant but it's likely naturally explosive since The Mad kin wasn't quite mad enough to put napalm barrels under the city believing it would destroy it.It has to at least be explosive or burn real fucking hot like HARRENHAL STONE MELTING HOT.>>445721>Going through all their antic tests and shitty rituals of initiation for a sheet of paper with instructions.That's how the lowborns do it.
>>445743Heh. Sure i'll support this too
Also, I think that with our sweet talking skills, we'd be able to get our hands on quite a lot of secrets. If we also get a boat, we could help expand their influence from being a creepy clubhouse of pyromaniacs to something thing more.
>>445746Even if we don't get our hands into wildfire, we'd still get our hands into magic, so it's a win-win. We're also really good at sweet talking and I'm sure they'd look favourably at the prospect of expanding their influence to different place.
Also, since we know plenty of lore about the other types of magic practicioners, I'm sure we'd be well popular with them.
>>445753>>445765This is actually a solid argument that I hadn't considered. >>445559 Changing my vote to this.
>>445559>More moneyWe can buy a ship later
>>445786And no i am not a proxyfag, just posting from the phone
>>445829Whatever you say proxyfag.
>>445572This tbqh famalam
Sell it for a trading fleet.
noooWhat we do isSELL TO TYRION FOR A LANDS.
How about this:>unclasp your dagger & sheath >hand over the dagger to him>"I only ask for the opportunity to prove myself to the realm">"The same opportunity your father was afforded, as well as the founder of House Clegane and many more I'm sure
>>446297I'd second this.
>>446297Thats pretty gay desu
>>446312read between the lines famalam, we're asking to be raised to nobility. Well, not directly but we'd be setting it into motion
>>446297so, you want to give away something valuable... for nothing in return besides "goodwill"?
Merchant Cog ship + 100 gold coins, no less I say! Adventures at sea await us!
>>446323no we're asking him to help us get raised to nobility in exchange for the dagger. Except you know, in a roundabout way like nobles speak to eachother
>>446323Nah, basically we're asking to be raised to nobility.
>>446297Yea, fuck that. Tyrion isn't that powerful
>>446351>Tyrionthat was aimed at Littlefinger not Tyrion
>>446332That's a very, very bad idea. Tyrion's ride is gonna end eventually and we will in middle of that shitstorm when Tyrion gets thrown under the bus if we do that.
>>446363for the nth time, this is a deal between us and Littlefinger. Tyrion has nothing to do with this.
>>446357Littlefinger does not have that power. He's from a pretty minor noble house and granting lands is not within his rights.
>>446357Basically, you'd be asking him to move you above his rank in nobility. He's not the hand of the king
>>446371he won't be granting the lands personally, we're asking for assistance. He is very influential. Anyway this is just a suggestion thrown out there. Personally I'm fine with either this or assistance with joining the Alchemist's guild
>>445559Say the knife is worth closer to 100,000 than 100
>>446381this is best tbqh
>>446377Even if he is influential, granting lands is the priviledge of the crown and the wardens.
>>446393right, and we're asking him to pull some strings for us so that we'll get those lands earlier than we'd have gotten them by ourselves. Assistance.
>>446381Eh, that is a bit much. If it was a two-handed sword like Ice, you might be correct. It's closer to 1000 if we sell it at an auction at braavos. Maybe double that if we sell it on Pentos, because there's couple of rich targ supporters there and this thing has a dragonbone hilt.
>>446399>asking him to pull some strings for usIf I were Littlefinger, I would smile at the gift, promise to do everything in our power to help, then just put off the bard, what can he even do... Super-dagger get! For free!
>>446413I suppose, but it's not like he can't gain more from us if he helps us, anyway that's what diplomacy rolls are for
>>446399We'll never get those lands though unless we curry favour with Cersei. Outside of King's landing his influence on nobles is rather small.Also, we'd be on a timer if we did that. We'd have to get those lands before he stops being the master of coin and ned's death is growing closer. Besides, we could instantly get a lordship if we gave either Renly or Stannis definite proof of Cersei's incest.
>>446419What happened to Ned when he trusted Littlefinger?
>>446422well he'll be warden of the Trident (I think) and have influence over the Vale>>446427Ned was a much bigger player and also in his way, and who said anything about trusting him.
>>445566All of it nigga.>>445568>>445586>>445661Ship>>445571Money>>445572Shitposting.>>445575Ship and money.>>445604Favor>>445616A ship and recipe for wildfire>>445577Just gimme some shit faggot>>445786moneyHOLY FUCK! Alright, I'm calling this in favor of asking for the ship.Make me a diplomacy roll +16, best of 3.
>>446422oh right I just remembered, that Tully woman is sort of regent of the Vale right now since Jon Arryn is dead. And Littlefinger is her lover. She could land us if he requests it. It's not like we don't have anything to offer. I don't see why he would fuck us over for the sake of fucking us over. He'd do it if he thought we were a threat to him.
Rolled 67 (1d100)>>446448
Rolled 1 + 16 (1d100 + 16)>>446448
Rolled 33 + 16 (1d100 + 16)>>446448oh well
Rolled 16 + 16 (1d100 + 16)>>446448botch
>>446455you son of a bitch
I just want to get something out there. There are some people saying that only the alchemists guild of Westeros knows how to make wildfire.I say this claim is false.My biggest piece of evidence against this claims is Thoros of Myr who uses wildfire during tourneys on his own sword. He is no alchemist and I doubt they'd share secrets with him all the way in Myr.There are also other alchemist guilds across the world who are pyromancers and able to create wildfire. The idea that there is a book in Winterfell that would detail some information on how to make wildfire is not an impossible stretch of the imagination -- and certainly not on a 100.
>>446503I thought he just bought a flask of that stuff from them.
>>446514Show me your sources faggot. <3
>>446515http://awoiaf.westeros.org/index.php/WildfireWell, this here says that the recipe is a closely guarded secret of the Alchemist guild.
>>446503It's true that Westeros is not the only place with an Alchemist's guild though. There's one also in city of Asshai.
>>446534Well, to be perfectly precise, there are pyromancers in Asshai. No mention if there's an actual guild. Then again Asshai is pretty much THE place for magicry, so it's not known if they're actually connected.
“A blade of such immeasurable value?” you ask, incredulously. “My Lord Baelish you must really take me for a fool from that jape I told earlier. I cannot fault you for it, but mere gold cannot pry this blade from my hip.Baelish strokes his chin beard. “And yet you find before yourself the Master of Coin. Gold is my domain. What more could you possibly ask for that you believe me able to grant you?”You spend just enough time pretending to ponder on what it is you want to make it seem genuine that you are a bard concocting rewards in his head like fanciful dreams. As Lord Jason Mallister wins his joust and brings you 3/4ths of the way to winning your bet, you fix Petyr Baelish with the resolute stare of a bargainer.“A ship! A mighty ship so I can sail the Narrow Sea.”Littlefinger laughs. “I do not fault your adventurous spirit, but if it is ships you seek you should sell that dagger to the Master of Ships. He can make an offer far better than mine. Although . . . Lord Stannis Baratheon has been to Dragonstone for quite some time. You may find yourself waiting quite a while longer for an audience with the man. Is there anything else?”You sigh out. “Membership to the Alchemist Guild! I'd love to know the secrets of wildfire,” you ham up your secretive pronunciation of the word to underplay the idea you seek to utilize its effects to cause untold destruction.Littlefinger laughs jocundly. He gestures to his attire. “Do you take these to be the tattered robes of an old, stodgy, superstitious fool more fond of fire than feminine flesh? I must contact my tailor so it is more apparent I am a whore-monger," Littlefinger backhands Tyrion's shoulder much to Tyrion's understated displeasure. "I have no sway over that gathering of useless codgers.”You frown. Baelish snaps his fingers as he looks up into the sky blankly, wracking his brain. You wait for his new offer with bated breath. He points at you. “150 gold dragons. Final offer.”Lord Bryce Caron wins his joust. 13 of 16.>Take the deal>Unfortunately I must decline>Something else? (write-in)
>>446586>Unfortunately I must decline
>>446586>>Something else? (write-in)How much do you believe Tywin Lanister would give me for this hmm, I hear he's been after this steel for quite some time...
>>446586>Something else? ("Give Tyrion discount at the whorehouse next time and you've got a deal.")
Bad idea guys. Bad idea.Take the deal.
>>446614Aren't we about to go north of the wall soon? The dagger is more useful than money for us
>>446619No, we're not. Our endeavours were to take Bran to Jojen and try to keep the South from imploding upon itself and arm the wall, not to go beyond to the wall and start stabbing people ourselves.
What we could do with the dagger is: 1. Sell it and invest the money smartly.2. Trade it for something money can't buy.3. Gift it to the watch and have them use it rather than us.
“Unfortunately Lord Baelish I must decline.”Littlefinger sighs as he pours himself another cup, emptying the bottle. “I'm afraid I must drown my sorrows in wine. Enjoy the blade, William. It is sharp and deadly. I hope you find good use for it.” As he drinks, you turn back to watching the jousts. Ser Robar Royce defeats his opponent. Lothor Brune finds victory himself. 15 of 16 then now. You feel your knees shaking as a few jousts you did not bet on at all start to happen. Random riders you've never seen before. A few freys. Ones not mentioned in the chapters you read. You're waiting for one man and one man in particular to win the first round. You only know he wins because he goes on to face Gregor Clegane in the 2nd round of the jousts where he ultimately meets his demise. Ser Hugh of the Vale – Jon Arryn's former squire.You're waiting and waiting as jousts continue and continue while your anxiety builds and builds. Finally . . . A young squire walks out into the middle of the lists and clears his throat. SHIT!“In regards to the joust between Ser Dontos the Red and Ser Hugh of the Vale . . .”SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII –“Ser Dontos the Red is unable to compete. Ser Hugh of the Vale wins by default!” . . . you won! The bet worked and everything went exactly how it did in the books. As you struggle to not have how hard you're breathing be apparent to the rest of the spectators, a few more jousts occur and the first round ends. The officials declare an hour long break before the 2nd round of jousts begins. >Go collect your money from the bookie>Stay here and chat with someone>Ask Lord Tyrion to accompany you>Something else? (write-in)
>>446727>Go collect your money from the bookie
>>446727>Ask Lord Tyrion to accompany youand bring some guards, go right the fuck now.
>>446727Fornicate with degenerates
>>446727>Ask Lord Tyrion to accompany you
>>446743When I say bring guards I mean Tyrion brings all he can spare with us and we bring Bronn and Co. Tell them whatever the bookies offer we will beat it so stick with us and you'll make bank.
>>446727>>Go collect your money from the bookie
>>446727>Go collect your money from the bookie>Ask Lord Tyrion to accompany you
You turn to the Imp. “Lord Tyrion. I need to go acquire my winnings from a bet I made in Flea's Bottom and I'm afraid they might try to stiff me.” Lord Tyrion downs his glass and gets up from his seat without a single question or doubt. “Of course Will. You have been loyal to me. I would hate to see you assaulted for betting smart or for purely being lucky – whatever the case. I'll grab Morrec.”As you and Raina follow Tyrion down the stands you grimace. “Maybe we should bring more guards than Morrec. It was a lot of money I believe I will be winning.”Tyrion waves a hand. “Nonsense. Morrec!” he shouts. The guard approaches the dwarf a bit tipsy. “We're going into Flea's Bottom for our mutual friend's winning purse from some smart bets.” Morrec nods and follows after you two as Tyrion manages to part the crowd with his mere presence. It also helps that he chooses to attack from where the crowd is the thinnest.You find Bronn, Chiggen and Mills loitering together. Bronn and Chiggen look stupefied, but Mills simply appears smug.“Tyrion I really think you should –”“William! My father sacked King's Landing nine years ago. These people know the Lannisters and our methods intimately. Everyone in this stinking shithole of a city recognizes the golden lion on red – from the illiterate smallfolk to the lords still muttering behind our backs for my father's actions. Merely my reputation and the sigil on my doublet lets me walk anywhere I damn well please. I could be alone, coins jingling with every step of my waddling gait and not a golden hair on my oversized head would be touched. If I die or am displeased in Flea's Bottom these people know my father will burn the district down. We are fine. In truth, I'm only bringing Morrec to give him a chance to stretch his legs. Don't want you going fat, do we Morrec!” “Yes, m'lord,” Morrec responds irritably.
Sabas the bookie looks up upon your entrance and frowns. The scowl only deepens as Lord Tyrion Lannister follows after you. Although it is a scowl stitched with despair rather than anger. He already knows, despite his four armed bodyguards, he will not manage to shirk from this. But he tries all the same.He points a finger at you. “Y-y-you cheated!” Tyrion glowers. “That is a bold accusation. Do you have proof of my friend's crimes?”Sabas looks to the dwarf and panic sets in. “No one could rightly guess sixteen winners like that. He rigged it.”“And yet you took his money all the same, expecting him to be the fool instead of yourself. Without proof, I'm afraid you'll have to pay the man the debt you owe.”“That is over 70% of my profits!” Bronn shrugs. “We could take a lot more.”Sabas looks to Chiggen – apparently an old friend – for support. Chiggen offers him no sympathy. Sabas relents and walks into the back of his shop, returning with a big sack of coins. Bronn insists on counting it and finds it to be in order.“Almost 750 gold dragons,” Sabas mutters. All of you exit together and Tyrion crinkles his brow as he stares at you.“How did you manage to pull that off?” The little lion asks.“Remember when I told you I had green dreams?” you remind him. He scoffs. “You have gold dreams is what you have,” Bronn interjects. “You know the winners for the next round?”“Twelve of them,” you state. “Max bet is 100 gold dragons,” Chiggen points out. “Reckon we can find eight good bookies around the city.”Mills looks at Tyrion with a smile. “You want to cash in on this as well, dwarf?” Tyrion shakes his head. “No I'm well past the need to cheat bookies for a mere pittance.”Raina makes an audible utterance. “Wow, you really are rich.”>Find eight bookies and bet all your winnings on the twelve winners>Go offer those four armed guards a better paying job>Something else? (write-in)
>>446911>>Something else? (write-in)No only bet to the semi's the that we just cleaned up shop here the secrets out, there are others like me and things may go south. Quit while you are ahead.Only bet on 1 bookie. It's not worth the risk
>>446919This is only for next round. Not anywhere close to the semifinals.
>>446911>Something else?Ask Tyrion if he knows any nobles we could bet with.
>>446911Put 3 quarters of our money into the thing.Offer the next round of names to our mercenaries in exchange for them becoming our sworn swords.(so they can invest as much as they like)
>>446911>>Something else? (write-in)>>446922>>446919Ok changing to only bet with 1 bookie, it's not worth risking all our coin.
>Something else? (write-in)"Tyrion, how would you like to help us sack King's Landing a second time?"
>>446929nooo...half our cash maximum
>>446911>Something else? (write-in)Only bet on 1 bookie. It's not worth the risk
>>446919>>446933>>446941Bet on 1 bookie, only betting 100 gold dragons of your winnings.That seems to be the winner.
I've got a great idea!How about we ask the Bookie if he wants to get in on this as well. We'll tell him that if he doesn't tell the other bookies what we did, he can come with us and bet on the same things as we do.
>>446911>Bet all but 100 gold on multiple bookies
>>446946Yea, I mean, we won quite a lot with what little we had. Winnings from 100 gold should be plenty.
Funny how he tried to claim we cheated despite the fact that it's virtually impossible to cheat on a tourney arranged by royalty. There's no way anyone could convince that many people to take the fall.
“I don't want to risk everything, on the off chance I'm wrong. Find me a good bookie who made a lot of money off the last bet and bet 100 gold dragons on the twelve winners I tell you about. If we make money off of eight more bookies that information will spread like wildfire and I want to contain this for as long as possible.” Mills folds his arms over his chest. “So we just let the other 650 gold dragons go to waste?”Tyrion shrugs. “If you think you know who's going to win I can bet with some of the other wealthy nobles on who's going to win their jousts. Only on certain key clashes, but with every victory I could double your money.”>Good plan Tyrion>Let's just save that money >Something else? (write-in)
>>447000>>Good plan TyrionTrust the Manlet
>>447000>Good plan Tyrion
>>447000>Checked>Let's just save that money For now yes Mill we don't know how long we will need to survive low on money and i'd be a dick if I kept bugging tyrion, I play because I like hanging out with him and he's a good man, not for the gold. The rest of this cash is for a rainy day. The last thing we want is lords thinking we know the future especially if other anons are running around
>>447000excellent plan Lord Tyrion.On another matter, would you happen to know where I could find a map showing resources and trade links and population centers? because after winning lots of gold I plan to become landed again and ensure House Shakespeare becomes well established and avoids the generations of doom that we had in the past. Would also be able to have some sort of army to assist you if you need it in the future.
don't bet all our money, please. atleast ensure we only bet 300 with these nobles fuck. Keep the last 350 for us. 100 for each of us and 50 for keeping bronn and the crew paid off.
“Good thinking Lord Tyrion. Thank you.”Tyrion shrugs. “I figure if I lose your services as a singer I may as well solidify our alliance. Let me see what I have to work with.”He stretches out a hand and you pass him the bag. He stares in and rummages his hands, feeling the coins. Afterwards he nods sagaciously. “I think we can manage.” . . .“100 gold dragons say the Northern wolf defeats the progeny of the Late Lord Frey!” Tyrion booms from his seat beside you, after you inform him of the outcome. “I doubt Hosteen will even manage to arrive to the lists on time!” An angered member of the Frey household quickly accepts the bet. As Jory Cassel rides down the list he soundly defeats his Frey opponent. Tyrion Lannister smiles smugly at his own defeated opponent, who sullenly pays up.“10 gold dragons my brother beats Lord Bryce Caron!” Tyrion shouts. He leans over. “Always have to bet low when it comes to Jaime.” As the golden-gilded elder brother makes his win you become ten gold dragons richer.After Loras and Barristan win their tilts you're up another 15 gold dragons.Ser Robar Royce, Lord Jason Mallister, Balon Swann and Meryn Trant all make their victories without Tyrion managing to goad a sucker into betting against them.“50 gold dragons on Lothor Brune!” Tyrion shouts. “I'll take that bet!” Littlefinger responds.Tyrion is nothing but smiles when Lothor Brune triumphs. Baelish simply shrugs. "Can not win them all," he comments.“Sixty say the Red Priest of Myr bests Beric Dondarrion!” And you are sixty gold dragons richer as Beric falls from his horse.“THREE HUNDRED GOLD DRAGONS THAT MY NEPHEW'S DOG WILL TROUNCE MY BROTHER-IN-LAW'S TWIG OF A YOUNGER BROTHER!” Tyrion bellows over the din of the crowd. The King bristles in his seat. He turns round from his temporary throne, paying no attention to his bride's disgust at his drunken antics.“FUCK YOU IMP!” the King roars. “I'll take that bet.” When Renly Baratheon goes flying from his horse as Sandor Clegane's lance makes contact, Robert recoils and shouts his displeasure. “YOU DISGRACE THE BARATHEON NAME, YA DUMB –!” Eddard Stark manages to calm Robert down, stopping him mid-insult.Renly gracefully hands Sandor a tip of the horn on his helmet that was broken off in the clash. Sandor tosses it disdainfully into the crowd of smallfolk, which starts a minor riot as the commoners clamber for the golden object. The last tilt of this round is to be Gregor Clegane against Ser Hugh of the Vale. You know how this ends. The Mountain that rides kills Ser Hugh – most likely intentionally. You've already bet on Ser Hugh's defeat, but are you really going to let the recently knighted boy die?>Close your eyes to avoid the bloodshed>Watch as normally>Try to prevent Ser Hugh from participating>Something else? (write-in)
>>447083>Watch as normally
>>447083>Try to prevent Ser Hugh from participatingSer Hugh could shed light onto Cersei and Jaime's affair, thus providing evidence for Eddarrd Stark to bring before King Robert.
>>447083>Close your eyes to avoid the bloodshedIf you fear death, you don't go up against the mountain.
>>447094We've already got the evidence in every single book of noble lineages
>>447083>>Watch as normallyTell lord tyrion this ends badly for Hugh and we suggest you may wanna close your eyes for this one...An anon may have switched the Lances....be carful.
>>447083>Watch as normallySomw anon from the future will do some shit.
If we're feeling particularily generous, we could tell him to wear a proper helmet.
>>447083>Watch as normallyNothing we can do, really.
Roll me 1d100 + 10, best of 3. This is a willpower check.+5 circumstantial bonus since you've seen someone die in an eerily similar manner and were able to sluff it off.
Rolled 40 (1d100)>>447126
Rolled 88 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>447126
Rolled 11 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>447126
Rolled 17 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>447126
Rolled 80 (1d100)Rolling to see if Joffrey gets a boner.
We already changed enough...Watvh normally
You hold your tongue and watch silently as the flag is waved and the two knights barrel down the lists towards each other. They collide in a thunderous barrage of wood on steel and you watch as Ser Gregor Clegane's lance rides up and impales the neck of Ser Hugh of the Vale – a spurt of blood spatter spraying out in a wide arc as their horses pass each other. Surprised and horrified gasps ring out up and down the field as Jon Arryn's former squire slumps from his horse. Hugh's metal armor shuffles noisily as he lifelessly rolls across the tourney gr