>>25546030
It's a bit fuckin' early.

>>25546030
It was here you discovered that your doctor, Imad, was in fact Saladin's personal scholar, and was willing to spare you and your men provided you all left the Holy Land and returned to wherever you came from.

Not wanting to go home (maybe your wife is super ugly) you attempt right then and there to end Imad's life when Sir Thomas Marshal, ahead of an army of a thousand Templar Knights turn up to get stabby.

And this is where you are now.

Your stats are:
>Str: 76
>Agl:65
>Stl:79
>Per:82
>Char:54
and the rules are you roll a d100, and if it lies below your stat score (with modifiers) then its a successful roll.

You currently have nothing but a looted sword and an arrow in your leg, but that's not likely to matter right now.

>>25546093
Is it? I suppose I could post the thread and wait a few hours for people.

I mean, it's 10am where I am but it's any time you want depending where you are in the world.

>>25546030
Guy that Named Jacque here when the hell did part II happen?

>>25546114
Last night at some point, right after part I ended.

Archives are here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/25527010/
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/25532419/

>>25546132
Huh well shit I'll be lurking until decisions are made I guess.

I'm willing to play for a bit, but I'm confused as to what sort of decision you want us to make?

>>25546287
None yet, don't worry. Just doing the write up and waiting to see if any newcomers join in.

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The Templar Knights begin their charge, bearing down on the Muslim army before any of them even have a chance to turn around. You take the opportunity to plunge your sword into Imad’s chest before falling to the ground due to the pain in your leg.

The battle is over in just a few moments. With the Saracens caught off guard and already engaged from the inside of the camp, they flee the field , where many are cut down by the prisoned crusaders who chase them.

Once the saracens are gone from the field, Marshal rides up to your group.

“A bit late to the party aren’t we?” asks Baldwin.
“You know me, always have to make an entrance,” laughs Marshal.

“So you’re a Templar then,” you say obviously.

Marshal laughs again. Baldwin pipes up.
“Not just any Templar,” he says. “With the death of Robert de Sable last night, he is now the Grand Master of the Knights of the Temple of Solomon.”

Marshal bows with a grin on his face.

“All right then,” you say, before succumbing to the pain falling unscious.

A few weeks pass before your leg is fit to move again. In the meantime you and your party have been moved to Acre accompanied by Marshal and the Templars. Since the battle of Jaffa, Saladin signed a treaty with Marshal, who was acting on behalf of the crusaders, stating that Jerusalem will remain under Ayyubid control, but all pilgrims of any faith will be allowed free passage to the Holy City. Many men seem content with the treaty, many do not, but such is the way of the world.

Marshal approaches you in your chambers.

“There is a boat outside leaving for France,” he says. “The crusade is done, but I remain to keep the peace and guard pilgrims from any rogue Saracens who dislike the treaty.”

You
>o to the boat, ready to return to France
>offer to remain in the Holy Land, join the Templars and assist him
>stay in the Holy Land and continue to fight saracens
>other

>>25546430
>I kinda wanna visit Imad actually, I think I'll stay here.

>>25546430
Fuck france I want out of here.

>>25546484
I hate to break it to you man, you killed Imad pretty good at Jaffa.

>>25546507
Oh, nevermind.
Lets stay here.

>>25546504
Derp I meant >Fuck it let's get out of here

>>25546507
Well, Imad.

Geddit.

No, seriously, I'm kinda sad.

>>25546532
Yeah, someone killed him last thread for betraying you. That's what you get I suppose.

So that's 2 votes for staying, 1 for France? Are we staying as a Templar or other?

>>25546572
Hey, I wanted a hobble charge at Saladin's camp.
Not to kill him. but whatever, I mind not.

>>25546572
I know this is going Meta but being a Templar will get us dead quicker than you can say ''Salem''

>>25546590
Well, that Templar stuff doesn't really happen for another hundred years.

>>25546572
ditch Templar become a Hospitallar

>>25546657
I can get behind this.

You look out the window to the docks.

“There is nothing left for me in France now. I cam to the Holy Land with a purpose, and I do not yet believe that purpose is fulfilled.”

“I understand,” says Marshal. “The doors to the Temple are open to you, brother, should you wish to join our order.”

“The same goes with the hospital,” says Baldwin, entering the room. “Fulko and Will, however, are leaving for home. With Richard’s death there is much contention over English lands on the continent, and Will wishes to return before things escalate. Fulko… Well, honestly, I don’t know. I think the only thing he ever said to me was ‘I’ll cave your head in if you touch my cross.’”

“Sounds familiar,” you laugh.

You
>go to the docks and try to convince the others to stay (roll charisma)
>leave them to their lives and join one of the Knightly Orders

>>25546697
>Say your goodbyes

>>25546697
leave them and become a Hospitallar

>>25546739
This Combined with >>25546719

>>25546697
Say a fond farewell, but beyond that, don't try to deter them. Their lands need them.

You head to the docks to say farewell. You’ve known these men for over a year now, but you could never truly call them friends. Brothers, yes, but not really more.

You approach them as they board the French vessel.

“Aha,” says Will, “decided to go home as well then?”
“No,” you say, “I intend to remain here with the Knight’s Hospitaller. I have come to bid you farewell.”
Will smiles, “I wish you the best of luck with them, brother.” You thank him.
Fulko looks at you. “I don’t think they’re quite as liberal with looting as the French are,” he grunts. He then cracks a grin and graps your hand. “I have a feeling we’ll be back here eventually, so leave some Saracens for us.”

And with that, your party is disbanded. You go back to Baldwin.
“I have said my farewells. I wish to join the Knights of St. John.”

“Very good!” he grins. “To Jerusalem!”

You pack up what few belongings you have left, and are about to leave when you spot your squire sitting in that broken helmet you gave him.

You
>try to get him to come with you
>leave what wealth you have left to him and tell him to go home (you’ll have to give it up as a Brother-Knight anyway)
>ignore him completely

>>25546843
what Drives our squire? if he want's to leave give him some of our wealth.

>>25546843
Lets take back our broken helmet, and do the second option.

Dammit you guys, now I want to reinstall Mount and Blade

>>25546863
Well, you don't really know the kid that well, he was just the only peasant from your land that wasn't completely inbred. (he still might be a little bit)

>>25546877
Why take back the helmet?

>>25546882
>Why take back the helmet?
To represent out failure on that day, we will wear our Helmet.

>>25546895
I like it.

>>25546882
>Well, you don't really know the kid that well
Well then Time to find out.

>>25546882
>>25546843
Why not just ask the motherfucker what he wants to do?

>>25546912
That's what I'm planning to do

>>25546912
>>25546906
>>25546895
You approach your squire and drop the bag of gear off at his feet.

“You’ve been a good squire kid. I’m no longer returning to France, however, I am staying to join the Hospitaller. It’s up to you where you go from here.”
He doesn’t even hesitate. “I miss home, Sir Jacques.”
“I thought you might,” you smile.
After rummaging around for a while in your bag, you find some paper and ink and begin to scrawl a message. After it’s done, you seal it, hand it to the boy and take the helmet from his head.

“Hand this to my chamberlain when you get back to France, and he’ll see you’re well paid. The farm your family works will now belong to you, take good care of them. All of this,” you point to your old gear and loot, “is yours. Sell it or keep it if you like.”

“Thank you, Sir Jacques,” he says hurriedly. He bows, gathers up your things and runs down to the docks.

When you get back to Baldwin he says “That kid was practically in tears, what did you say to him?”
“That he could go home.”
“Ah. And the helmet?”
“To remind me of Arsuf, to remind me of that failure.”

“You mean to remind you to try and stay on your horse?” he laughs.
You punch him on the arm, grinning. “Let’s get going then.”

>cont

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The road from Acre to Jerusalem is long and hot, and to keep your horses from succumbing to the heat you cannot work them hard. It takes nearly a week to get there, but you finally arrive at the gates of the majestic city.

Baldwin turns to you, “You were willing to die, and willing to kill, for this city, yet you hadn’t even seen it had you?”

You shake your head.

“I thought not. What now? We can head straight for the Hospital or is there something you want to do first?”

>Where to lads? Here’s a map of Jerusalem from the era.

>>25547024
The temple, we can explore later.

>>25547024
May as well visit where Christ had his time on the cross.

>>25547024
Palace of the King of Jerusalem let's see what so great about the thing we're fighting for.

>>25547039
The Temple is for the Templars

>>25547061
Oh yeah, we're hospibro's.
See where Jesus died then.

“Where is it that Christ was crucified?” you ask Baldwin.

Baldwin leads you down the streets of Jerusalem, lined with hundreds of pilgrims who have taken up the chance while there is some peace in the city, towards the Church of the Holy Sepulchre atop Golgotha. The church is largely empty; most of the pilgrims are muslim, as word has not yet reached christendom of the peace, and you find yourself alone kneeling at the altar.

You spend quite some time in reflection and prayer, asking forgiveness for the lives you have taken and protection for the lives you have saved.
Eventually, you rise to your feet and approach Baldwin, who is sitting on a pew.

“Are you ready to go?”

>”Not quite yet, I want to visit the….”
>Yes, let us go

>>25547127
To the Hospital!

>>25547144
“Yes, let us go.”

Baldwin leads the way again, away from the Sepulchre and down towards the Hospital of the Knights of St. John.

You enter the front doors to a sight of dozens of bed, lined with wounded and sick muslims and christians alike. Some you recognise and men you have fought with and against in your previous battles, but you pay them no mind and follow Baldwin to a tall, grey man bandaging a pilgrims shoulder.
Once the wound is dealt with he turns to the pair of you.

“Carreo!? I’ve not seen you since Arsuf, we thought you would dead!”
“Indeed I would’ve been Grand Master,” says Baldwin, “had it not been for this young Frenchman here. He wishes to join the order?”

He looks you up and down. “He does, does he? You reckon we should let him in?” Baldwin nods, and the man grins. “That’s good enough for me!
“Now, you’re going to have to give up all of your worldly wealth,” he begins.
“I have nothing but the helmet on my head and the clothes on my back,” you volunteer.
“Indeed,” says the Grand Master. “Take him to the church, I’ll be over shortly.”

Baldwin leads you over to the adjacent church of St. John and a tub of water is brought in, along with a white robe.

“Clean up,” he says, “and we’ll get to knighting you.”

>This is your last chance. Sure you want to be a hospibro?

>>25547205
It's our calling.

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Baldwin leaves the room and you wash the sand and grime from your body. It take a lot of time and effort, but you eventually manage to reveal your skin to the world.

You climb from the tub and don the robe, and after a short wait two chaplains come and take the tub away. Their departure is followed by Baldwin and a small group of brother knights and sergeants taking seat around you.

The Grand Master stands before you.

“Kneel,” he says, and you do so. “Repeat after me.”
You repeat the following oath as he dictates it to you:
“Upon the True Faith of a Christian, may God witness that I hereby vow and dedicate myself as a servant of Christ and the Poor, the first qualification of a True Knight.
I promise to be faithful and loyal to Christ and to be guided by the ideals of the Sovereign Order of St John of Jerusalem: to do everything in my power to contribute to its Glory, Protection, Prosperity, Support and Utility: to combat everything prejudicial to its well-being: never to act contrary to its Dignity, but to conduct myself always as a true Knight of Christ: a good Christian and a person of Honour.
Believing that Christ will grant me a special token of his favour, I therefore, in all Humility, Charity, and Respect agree to join with every sincere and Godly Christian of whatever Church, to bring about by prayer and deed the salvation of the Christian World by helping to promote a lasting Christian Unity.
I will adorn my Knighthood with true Charity, the mother and solid foundation of all virtues.
I will wear on my person the Christian Maltese Cross of eight points, to constantly remind me of my religious vow of always bearing in my heart the Cross of Jesus Christ, adorned with the virtues that attend it.
So help me God.”

The Grand Master continues.
“Then I, Garnier de Nablus, name you Sir Jacques Fontaine, Brother-Knight of the Order of St John.”

>cont

A few prayers are said and Knights and Sergeants all leave, leaving you with Baldwin.

“Right, may as well jump straight in!” he says happily. “I’ll take you to the armoury.”

You head off to the read of the hospital where you find a group of knights practicing in small yard, and an armoury in the corner.

“I know you said you wanted to keep the helmet,” says Baldwin, “but you can’t be fighting in those robes now.” and he pulls open a doorway and lays two sets of armour and a range of weapons infront of you.

“First one’s on me,” he grins.

In front of you are two sets of armour
>light chainmail with a cloth surcoat (bonus to armour, small penalty to agility)
>heavy chainmail with a plated-metal surcoat (large armour bonus, large agility penalty)

and a range of weapons
>longsword and shield
>bastard sword
>morning star and shield
>Two handed flail
>A range of polearms like halberds and shit

>Pick an armour and a weapon set

>>25547327
Oh yeah, and an axe and shield/huge fucking axe.

You can basically have any weapon you think of.

>>25547327
Heavy chainmail
Can we have both a longsword and a morningstar with shield?

Always good to have a back-up.

And a dagger, too.

>>25547360
Having a longsword is pushing it, they're a bit big to carry with a morning star.

I'll let you have a shortsword though, and yeah a dagger is cool.

Anyone else in here? New people are welcome.

>>25547360
Second this.

>>25547386
Think most people are at work/sleeping.
Shortsword is cool.

Will we be able to mix n' match at a later point?

>>25547441
Yeah, probably.

You can have whatever you can loot. You don't earn money so can't buy anything, and looting money/goods is frowned upon by the order. Weapons are fair game

>>25547327
Axe/shield and shortsword!
Light chainmail

>>25547327
Voting for Heavy Chainmail and A short sword and Shield [longsword if possible]

You immeadiately pick up the heavy armour.
“Thought you’d go for that,” says Baldwin, and the armourer hobbles over and begins making adjustments to fasten the mail to you correctly.

“Fit’s perfectly,” you say.

“Of course it does,” grunts the armourer, who then walks off to carry on with whatever it is he was doing before.

“And a weapon?” asks Baldwin.

You pick up the morning star and a shield. “I’ve always wanted one of these,” you think aloud.
Baldwin then hands you a short sword and dagger, which you fasten to your belt. “Always good to have a spare,” he says, before clearing up.

“Right, time to meet the brothers!”

You head over to the training yard and two knights that were previously fightinglower their weapons and raise their visors.

“This is Mathieu d’Aquitaine,” says Baldwin, pointing to a large, ginger haired knight wielding a sword and shield. The knight bows his head to you. “And this is Bartholomew of Cyprus,” he says, indicating the short tanned man leaning on a halberd. He then looks to you.
“Get stuck in then!”

Mathieu drops his visor and readies his sword, and you have just enough time to raise your shield before it hits you. The thud resounds through your entire left side.

You
>immediately counter attack (roll strength)
>get into a better stance and prepare to block again (roll agl)

Sorry to the sword and axe guys, I'd already finished writing it up when I spotted your posts.

Rolled 70

>>25547532
>>get into a better stance and prepare to block again (roll agl)

Eh no problem Crusader master we can always change it later

Rolled 48

>>25547532
>immediately counter attack (roll strength)
get within his halberds reach, floor him!

>>25547532

counterattack. enemy wanted to surpise us, lets see how he handles it himself. also hi everyone

>>25547556
You try to get ready to fend off the second attack but the knight is far too quick for you. The sword comes at you with the speed of a thousand gazelles and hits you straight in the shoulder, just above the shield.

>roll for armour save (d10)

Rolled 6

>>25547584
FFFFFFFFFFFFF-
mah bad guys

Rolled 8

>>25547584
dafuc? is it first choice wins quest?

>>25547587
No, it's best 2 of 3 normally, but I didn't realise so many people were in here.

(eg, if 3 people roll the same tactic and 2 are a success, its a success, if 2 roll a fail it fails and it they're all different I usually go for the first one)

>>25547586
>>25547587
Your new armour proves its worth when the sword bounces off. The pain is immense, but you’ve still got use of your arm and shield, and are now ready.

You
>go for the kill while he’s off balance (roll str)
>try to block again (roll agl)
>other (roll relevant)

Rolled 69

>>25547616
>other (roll relevant)
Pommel SMASH!

Rolled 70

>>25547616
>>go for the kill while he’s off balance (roll str)

cave in his breastplate with our mace

Rolled 54

>>25547616
Time to strike, str roll.

>>25547616

dont go for the kill but tackle him, dagger to his throat. or is this 1 str and 1 agi roll?

>>25547628
>>25547629
>>25547631
You step in while you have the chance and bring the pommel of your mace down onto the top of his helmet. It rings like a church bell and the knight staggers around before dropping to a knee, holding up his hands and yielding. You accept the yield and turn to Barty, who’s waiting with his Halberd ready.

You
>say “that’s enough for now” and stop the fight
>wait for him to attack (roll agl)
>charge (roll str)

Rolled 13

>>25547674

>charge, lets show them whos boss

Rolled 88

>>25547674
>charge (roll str)
get inside the Halberd's range and >>25547641

Rolled 55

>>25547674
CHARGE!

Rolled 33

>>25547674
>>wait for him to attack (roll agl)
let him attack with his slow halberd, charging will only give him the advantage, drop our mace, step within his reach and put dagger to throat

op how large is the heavy armor agi penalty anyway? i mean what do we have to roll for a success now? 65 - xx?

>>25547687
>>25547693
>>25547695
You don’t even give him a chance to raise his halberd before running straight at the guy. He looks perplexed as you drop your mace and shield to the floor which gives you the opportunity to wrap your arms around his waste and fling him to the ground.
You quickly draw your dagger and place it under his chin.

The Knight yields and you both rise to your feet.

“A bit unconventional, I must say” he says, “but it worked nontheless.”

“Indeed…” says Mathieu, staggering to his feet. “You’re good enough to me.”

Baldwin gives a quick clap before speaking to you all.

“Right then Brothers, there are a group of Muslim Turks who have finished their pilgrimage today, and want safe passage to Acre where they can sail home,” he looks at you with a grin. “Judging from the fact you were completely useless when I was injured, you’d be wasted in the hospital. So we’re doing this.”

You
>accept the orders
>say your vow is to protect chistendom, not muslims, and refuse

Rolled 99

>>25547765
>>accept the orders

>>25547742
Your agility was pretty low to begin with, so I've only given you a -5 for it. The light armour would keep you at base agility.

>>25547771
Shit man, I don't know how you crit-failed a simple "Okay" but you did it.

Rolled 76

>>25547765
Accept the Order's since by maintaining the peace we are protecting the kingdom of christ.

Rolled 19

>>25547771
>99
>>25547693
>88
>>25547695
>55
>>25547697
>33

damn! four dubs in a row...

>>25547765
Accept the orders but ask him why we're protecting muslims, tell him we're confused. Why don't they protect themselves, etc.

character development

>>25547765

>>accept

Rolled 34

>>25547790
why are we confused? are we retarded. they are christians. nuff said

Rolled 90

>>25547801
>Christain's
>Retarded
Come on Anon this is /Tg/ we are better than this

>>25547801
Actually, he specified they were muslims

>>25547801
>group of muslims turks
>they are christians

wat

>>25547790
>>25547793
>>25547771
>>25547786
You accept, you’re hardly going to try and stir shit on your first day. But that doesn’t mean it sits easy on your mind.

While Mathieu and Barty head for the stables you hang back to speak with Baldwin.

“Why are we protecting Muslims?” you ask. “Surely their own kind can defend them?”

“Not all Muslims are saracens, Brother Jacques,” Baldwin replies. “These men are simple folk who wish to pray to their God as much as we do ours, and it is our duty to defend them.
“Besides,” he continues, “Saladin’s peace relies on the Muslims not being butchered in the Holy Land. We want to keep that peace.”

You
>accept his explanation and go to your horse (which you should all name at this point. What kind of horse doesn’t have a name)
>protest

Rolled 97

>>25547850
Fair enough I suppose also what the hell are we going to call our horse?

>>25547850
keeping the peace makes sense to us, we're not simple.
But it still doesn't answer whether or not there is a group of muslims who protect travellers of all kinds.

Call the horse Philip, after the king who ran away, maybe it will make him faster?

You watched Kingdom of Heaven recently, didn't you?

>>25547861
"Mohammed"

Rolled 77

>>25547850
>accept his explanation and go to your horse (which you should all name at this point. What kind of horse doesn’t have a name)

Name it Horse

>>25547850

accept, I mean we get to fight propably, or you guys rather bandage up muslims in the church?

>>25547861
Balian

>>25547850
>protest
"We do not need Saladin's peace. As long as we have faith in the Lord we shall be victorious over his infidel armies, even if we are outnumbered hundreds to one."

>>25547879
You go to your horse, Balian, and ready him for the ride. Mathieu and Barty are already mounted, and from the look of them they have no qualms with escorting Muslims across the desert.
A small group of seargents also come with you, and you meet the Muslim caravan at the David’s Gate. There are around 20 of them, 5 of which are armed to the teeth. Baldwin approaches two of the armed men and begins a conversation in Arabic, before returning to you. Your party consists of

>You
>Baldwin
>Mathieu
>Barty
>5 Hospibro sergeants
>5 Muslim Saracens

As you leave, you ride up alongside Baldwin. “You know Arabic?” you ask.
“Of course I know Arabic,” he laughs, “you don’t get born in the Levant without learning the language.”
“And what of those two up there?”
“Those are brothers, Nasir and Nazeem. They do what we do, guard pilgrims.”
Suddenly the stereotypes don’t seem so clear. You push the thought aside, however, and continue the journey.

The first two days are uneventful. On the third, however, something seems to be scaring the horses.

>Roll a perception check

I like Balian. Also, don't fuck this up.

Rolled 35

>>25547934

Rolled 41

>>25547934

>>25547861
Iris Incita

Rolled 47

>>25547934
Should have called him lbad

Rolled 39

>>25547934

rollin

>>25547946
>>25547956
>>25547961
Fuckin' lol
You squint through your visor and manage to see through the glare of the sunlight. Over a nearby hill you see spears and armour glinting in the desert and realise you are under attack, and it doesn’t take long to discern who it is.

Templars.

You’ve spotted them long before they reach you and you have plenty of time to prepare.

You
>counter charge with your horsemen (the 5 saracens and the brother-knights)
>counter charge with everyone
>form a defensive line around the caravan
>flee, leaving the muslims to their fate
>other

>>25548004
>>form a defensive line around the caravan
It's our job

Rolled 95

>>25548011
Whoops, fucked up

Rolled 74

>>25548004
>form a defensive line around the caravan
and flanke them with our horsemen

Rolled 53

>>25548004

>counter charge with horseman, but not head on, try some flanking manoveur.

Rolled 55

>>25548004
>>form a defensive line around the caravan

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>>25548011
>>25548020
There are only 8 or so Templars, so you order the knights to dismount and form a line with the sergeants between the charging knights and the caravan.

You then send the Saracens off to the flanks, who start circling the Templars and firing arrows into the formation, killing two of them.

The rest bear down on you and your men.

You
>brace yourself for impact (roll str and 1d10 for armour)
>dodge and the horse at the last moment and attempt to unhorse the rider (roll agi)
>other

Rolled 19

>>25548065
>>dodge and the horse at the last moment and attempt to unhorse the rider (roll agi)

Rolled 57 + 1

>>25548065
Brace for impact!

Rolled 55

>>25548065
>>25548080
NO ONE DO ANYTHING!

>>25548092
wut?

Rolled 55

>>25548065

man dismounting vs mounted enemies with the weapons we have .... master tacticians playing :/

>brace yourself for impact

Rolled 9

>>25548101

forgot armor roll

>>25548094
He wants to stop the fight after we've already killed two of them

Rolled 62

>>25548094
It has my support

Right, we have two successful rolls for bracing yourself, and two successful rolls for dodge and unhorse. Which is unbe-fucking-lievable.

What'll it be lads?

>>25548136
Never mind, I'm going with agi. I forgot my own system for a second there.

The mounted Templar approaches you and you ready yourself. At the very last second you spin out of the way and fling your mace at the rider, which connects flatly with his face. The horse panicks and flees, while you pick the mace back from the cave where the Templar’s face used to be.

You look around and see not everyone was so lucky. Only one of the sergeants is still on his feet, trying to stab the Templar with his spear.

Barty is doing the same with another Templar.

Mathieu has killed a horse and is fighting a Templar on foot, 1 vs 1.

Baldwin has been knocked down and two of the Templars are continuing towards the caravan, chased by the Saracens on horseback, but you’re not sure they’ll reach in time.

You
>Help the sergeant
>Help Barty
>Help Mathieu
>Mount your horse and chase the Templars
>other

Rolled 86

>>25548208
>>Mount your horse and chase the Templars

Rolled 31

>>25548208
chase templars, those guys can handle themselves

Rolled 24

>>25548208
Mount your horse and chase the Templars

Rolled 4

>>25548208

>Help Mathieu, circle him and his enemy, a clean strike to the back will suffice and it wont cost much time/no risk

>>25548228
>>25548254
You quickly mount your horse and chase down the remaining two Templars, catching them up quickly.

Now, however, you have two seriously pissed off knights ready to smash your face in. The caravan is safe for the moment, but you certainly aren’t.
You have a few more moments before the Saracens at your back can join in the fight.
You
>engage one of the knights immediately (roll str)
>wait for them to make a move (agi)
>other (roll relevant)

Rolled 19

>>25548299
>engage one of the knights immediately (roll str)

Rolled 77, 33 = 110

>>25548299
>>other (roll relevant)
knock one off balance with our horse, crush the other one`s skull(rolls agl+str)

Rolled 63

>>25548299
Engage

Rolled 38

>>25548299

>other: mock them (to buy time) for being faggots not fighting a good fight vs knights and going after defenseless peasants. rolling charisma for this

>>25548326
>>25548338
[fail, pass, pass]
Before anyone makes a move, you quickly shout at one of the knights.

“Oi m8, ur a focken pansy!”

He’s disorientated by your mating call and you charge the horse into his, knocking him back slightly.
You then quickly swing your mace at the other Templar, but miss completely.

You’re in the exact same situation as before, but the Saracens are ony a split second away

You
>attack (str)
>defend(agi)

Rolled 15

>>25548398

>attack, use Balian as battering ram (he is a warhorse right?)

Rolled 89

>>25548398
what the hell taskmaster engage got more unified votes and better roles!?

anyway attack

>>25548430
I know, it's why I put you in the same situation as before.

Rolled 26

>>25548398
Bring out the biggun!

Rolled 59

>>25548398
str

You charge Balian into one of the Templar’s horses, which knocks him to the ground. You quickly turn to the second and swing away. The mace connects with a sickening crunch and the knight’s head twists into an ungodly angle. He teeters on his horse for a moment before going limp and slowly slumping into the sand.

The second Templar gets to his fee but before he can do anything the Saracens are on him, and drops his weapon and yields.

You look around to see that all of the other Templars are dead, but so are all of your sergeants. The caravan is untouched.
Baldwin is lifted to his feet by Mathieu and stumbles towards you. He is once again wounded.

“You know,” he says, “I can’t tell if you’re good luck or bad luck to have around. What are you going to do with him?” he asks, nodding to the Templar.

You
>execute him on the spot
>let him live and leave him where he is
>take him prisoner and take him to Acre (which is currently under Templar control)

>>25548540
Bury him neck deep in the sand.

That's the fun bit about deserts.

>>25548540

>let him live and leave him, but take one of his eyes. I want to have a nemesis in this

>>25548568
>>25548557
Combine these.
ask his name, too.

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>>25548573
You turn to the caravan.

“Dig a hole,” you command them. They catch on quickly and dig a man sized hole in the ground which the Templar is promplty dumped into. The sand is then piled back around him so only his head remains above ground.

“This road is travelled fairly often,” you say, kneeling in front of him, “so you should serve as an example to others not to disturb the peace.
”What’s your name, Sir Knight?” you ask bitterly.
“Sir Reric de Cortina” he spits at you.
You go to stand, but stop yourself.
“Oh, and I’ll be taking this,” you say, drawing your dagger.

The scream echoes throughout the desert, and you toss his eye into the sand next to him.

“That was exceptionally brutal,” says Baldwin, worriedly.

“You yourself said how important it was that the peace is kept,” you reply. “What better way than to set examples of those who refuse to.”

“I suppose…” he says, but after that none of the Brother Knights will look you in the eye.
The Saracens look pretty pleased about it though.

>cont

Was the eye really necessary?

>>25548641
The remainder of the journey passes smoothly, and the caravan boards its ship without incident. The Saracens accept a small amount of money from the Caravaneers, but as a Brother-Knight you cannot, so you spend the night in a small Chapel.
Before you leave the next morning, the Saracens approach you at the gates to speak to Baldwin, who then turns to you.

“He says he likes that trick you did with the eye,” Baldwin says, not sure whether to laugh or cringe.

You reply with
>tell them if they come with us they may see some more tricks
>tell them you do what you have to and aren’t here to impress them
>other

>>25548649
I don't think so, but it was voted in.

>>25548641

this is awesome. hopefully we ll get a nickname for that :) Just think about the stories told about this in the taverns

>>25548649
this templar would have killed innocent pilgrims, hospibros and fucked up the peace, which would have caused thousands of more deaths if there is another war.

All he is losing is one eye, and he serves as a deterrent and a warning to brigands and other templars.

>>25548675

>other: "Its easier using a spoon."

Rolled 5, 3 = 8

>>25548675
1st option

Rolled 5, 3 = 8

>>25548694
Whoops, forgot to take my roll of from the last thread, my bad.

>>25548675
We did what we had to.

>>25548694
>>25548693
“It’s easier using a spoon,” you say. “Come with us and you might see what I mean…”
Baldwin translates and the two laugh. One of them speaks in broken English.

“All right then, we’ll come.”

Your party, with the addition of Nasir and Nazeem (the other saracens remained at Acre) heads back to Jerusalem. As you pass the place where you buried the Templar you notice he is missing, and you feel rather uneasy.
You ignore this though, and the party reaches David’s Gate without incident.

Before you can cross into the city however, you are confronted by a group of Templars and Knights bearing the sigil of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.
One of the King’s men steps forward
“Brothers Hospitaller, we have been charged to arrest you and your Saracen friends for breaching the peace.”

Fucking Templars.

You
>go peacefully with the guards and hope you can blag your way out of this.
>fight your way out
>other

>>25548758
>>go peacefully with the guards and hope you can blag your way out of this.

>>25548758
>>other
"Try it and I'll breach your peace, just like you templar bastards tried against me and my brothers"

>>25548758

we go peacefully, we didnt do anything wrong

god wills it

>>25548758
We were in the right.
God will show this.
Go peacefully.

Rolled 5, 3 = 8

>>25548758
>other
Tell them to fuck off, in polite terms; They breached the peace

The next one might not be for a 20 minutes, I'm just cooking myself something to eat.

You hold your hands out which are shackled immediately, and you and your brothers are led to a nearby holding cell. The guards inform you that there will be a trial the following morning and there are witnesses to you and a group of muslims attacking a Templar patrol.

You
>sleep for the night and wait for your trial
>attempt to break out forcefull (roll str)
>attempt to sneak out (roll stealth)

>>25548871
Sleep, breaking out will only damage our case.

>>25548871
Sleep, we have faith in the truth.

Rolled 5

>>25548871
Sleep also Im afraid Im going to have to sleep Op but I shall return but till then "Salem"

You rest your head and go to sleep, with faith that with the truth on your side God will help you prevail.

The next morning you are awoken by the guards, who drag you and your party before the Queen of Jerusalem, Isaballa I.

In the courtroom are a few groups of people:
>the Queen and her guards
>a small group of christian pilgrims
>Thomas Marshal, Grand Master of the Templars and some Templar Knights
>Reric One-Eye
>your party
>GM of the Hospitallers
and the walls are lined with Templars and Hospitallers in even number.

A chamberlain steps forward from aside the Queen.
“Sir Reric de Cortina, please give your testimony.”

The one eyed Templar reels off a tale of falsehoods where he claims to have been patrolling the roads looking for unruly saracens. There he claims to have been assaulted by you and your party, along with the caravan which he claims was fully armed and butchered his men, before you buried him neck deep in sand and cut out his eye.

You
>allow him to continue
>interrupt him there and call him out on his lies (roll char)

>>25549047
All right, well I'll be at this a few more hours and then I'll probably pick it up again tomorrow.

Rolled 35

>>25549079
Call him out, being silent won't help our cause.
Can we get any witnesses from tyre who can confirm that the caravan was made up of pilgrims?

Rolled 83

>>25549079
>>25549116
second

You interrupt Reric.

“He speaks only falsehoods, my lords! The caravan was made entirely of pilgrims, the only men armed were me and my brothers who were assigned to guard them!”
The chamberlain is about to shoot you down when Grand Master Garnier steps forward.
“This much is true, I and my Brothers will attest to this. There were many in the marketplace who saw them depart as well who will verify the nature of the Muslims involved”

The chamberlain thinks for a moment and turns to some guards. “Fetch some of the marketmen and bring them here for testimony.”

A few minutes pass and the guards return with three men, all of which testify that the caravan was infact made up of pilgrims as you say.

“Very well,” says the chamberlain. He then calls forth the Christian pilgrims. One of them steps forward and then confirms that they found a number of dead Hospitallers and Templars, with Reric buried in the sand with one eye. They dug him out and bandaged his face before bringing him back to Jerusalem.

Curses are flung between the orders in the room, but order is quickly restored by the Grand Masters.
The chamberlain turns to you.
“What have you to say about this then?” he asks.

You
>tell the truth
>try to blag something
`

>>25549191
The truth,

say something along these lines:
>>25548678

>>25549230
“This templar would have killed innocent pilgrims and hospitallers, and broken our peace with Saladin, which would have caused thousands more deaths,” you respond. “He had to serve as an example to others who would try to do the same.”

At this point the Queen stands up in outrage. “It is not for you to dispense justice, Sir Knight!”

You
>shut the fuck up, you just got told
>retort something (roll char)

Rolled 26

>>25549271
'I swore a vow to protect the poor from injustice.
If you will not do so then I shall!'

Or something along those lines, anyway.

>>25549292
“I swore a vow to protect the poor from injustice!” you cry out, “and that vow was before God. This is not a vow I ever intend to break!”

The Queen glares at you for a few moments before speaking.

“You speak true, Knight, even if you speak out of turn. I am God’s woman, and would not ask anyone to break a vow.”
She returns to her seat. “This is a farce, all of you leave.”

You
>leave and count your blessings
>press the issue that Rirec should be arrested

Come on people, get in here!

>>25549339
We leave, don't give a flying fuck about rirec, we're above him.

You decide it is not worth it to press the issue any further, and quickly leave the room.
Before you get to the Hospital however, you are confronted by Garnier.

“Pull any shit like that again, and I’ll have you kicked from the order.”
You lower your head and offer your apologies, but he’s already storming off down the road.

You turn to your party and
>return to the Hospital
>have a wander around Jerusalem
>ask the party what to do

>>25549339
I'd say press the issue after the templars leave, it would be bad to press the issue in public, but if we don't do anything at all they will keep being dicks about it

>>25549449
I'll count that as a vote to >>25549447 then

>>25549447
Have a wander.

You decide not to return to the hospital quite yet, and instead remain in the city to have a walk around. You have no money to spend, and nothing to do, but it’ll be good to clear your head.
The other Brothers head back to treat Baldwin’s wounds. He’s still not 100% but he should be fine, so you don’t worry yourself.
The Muslim brothers also decide they’ve had enough of your shit for one day, and have gone to the tavern to get drunk.

Many hours are spent wandering the streets, and eventually darkness falls. You decide it’s time to get back when your path is blocked by three men. They wear plain clothes and are Arabic in nature, but you already see blades flashing in the waning sun.

You
>try to talk them down (roll char)
>draw your weapon and go straight for the kill(roll str and agi)
>flee

Rolled 2

>>25549611
>>try to talk them down (roll char)

Rolled 33

>>25549611
Talk them down, tell them about how you defended the caravan & such.

Rolled 60

>>25549611
Talk, We don't want to fuck up again.

>>25549638
You figure you know why they’re at this.
“Whoa guys, I don’t want any trouble,” you begin, “I saved that caravan from the Templars, I’m on your side here.”

They completely ignore your pleas however. You look at their blades and notice they aren’t normal Arabs. These are Hashashin, and they’re here to kill you. No talking your way out of this one.

You
>flee
>fight (roll str and agil)

Rolled 63, 65 = 128

>>25549685
We need to take at least one of these alive too interrogate or use as a witness.

Rolled 19

>>25549685
Shit, lets not only fight, but scream loudly and hope for help.

>>25549746
Very courageous of you.

>>25549753
Discretion is the better part of valor.

Rolled 32, 18 = 50

>>25549685
Fight, but make a load of noise and hope someone hears.

>>25549736
>>25549746
You draw your shortsord and quickly grasp your shield. It’s a narrow alley, so they don’t have room to surround you, but that doesn’t make them any less dangerous.
Bellowing at the top of your lungs, you leap forward and engage the first hashashin. These men are more skilled than any you have encountered before, but skill doesn’t save you when there’s already a sword hilt-deep in your abdomen.

You push him off and hear footsteps coming your way. This doesn’t seem to deter your attackers, and one jumps at you.

You
>attempt to counter the blow(roll agl)
>block with your shield (roll str)
>flee (roll agl)

Rolled 96

>>25549805
Block, need to work to our strengths.

Rolled 61

>>25549805
>>block with your shield (roll str)

>>25549825
>>25549830
Need a deciding roll.

Rolled 66

>>25549834

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>>25549842
You raise your shield just in time to defend the blow, which crashes into the shield and sends you staggering backwards. You’re not sure you’re going to survive this encounter, but you’re damn well going to try.

The footsteps round the corner and a young arabic man rounds the corner and immediately engages one of the assassins.

That leaves you to fight just one of them. You
>press the attack (roll str)
>prepare a counter (agi)
>flee and leave your helper to die
>other

Rolled 46

>>25549895
>>press the attack (roll str)

Rolled 28

>>25549895
Press the attack.

Rolled 34

>>25549895
Press the attack

At this point your life is the most important thing to you, and you’re not going to waste any time taking prisoners. You push forward, swinging your blade again and again, eventually overwhelming the hashashin. You manage to break his guard and send the blade slicing into his shoulder, cutting his arm away from his body.

The sight of his comrade murdered like that sends the last assassin fleeing in fear. He easily overcame the Arab boy who rushed to your aid, but the sight of a bloodsoaked knight and a dead friend would dishearten any man.

You
>give chase (roll agl)
>get to safety as quick as possible, you don’t want a chance for him to return with allies

also
>roll a perception check

>>25549895
I say press the attack

Rolled 78

>>25549984
I vote for giving chase. Take this roll as a perception check.

Rolled 10

>>25549984
>>get to safety as quick as possible, you don’t want a chance for him to return with allies

>>25550056
>>25550029
Need a decision between these two.

(you failed perception, it's first roll only, but we need to decide what to do)

>>25550091
Then I change my vote to get to safety.

You decide it best not to chase after the assassin, for all you know it could be a trap. You quickly rush back to the hospital and let your Brother-Knights know what happened.
You lead them back to the scene where you find that the corpses of the two hashashin and the boy have all been removed, and the blood hastily cleaned up as if someone threw a bucket of water over the area.

With little evidence to corroborate your story there is nothing that can be done about it now, and a few of the brothers look at you like a madman despite the obvious evidence of some kind of fight.

Guess cutting out people’s eyes doesn’t make you look sane.

You return to the hospital and turn in, though the night is sleepless and you find yourself staring at the doorway with dagger in hand.

>All right guys, I’m going to leave it there for now, I need to sort my stuff out to move house. I might be back on in a few hours though. I’ve already archived the thread.
>Peace out