"You must return this way," she said, gifting you with a bundle of cheese wrapped in good linen, "You are a treasured guest."

"Christmas!" Hugh said with a great thrust of his hand, "A guest of honour. It is going to be quite a Christmas. My royal cousins shall likewise be there. A celebration of both Christ's birth and our Queen's victory."

You mutter some agreement, but Christmas is still some time away. As you step off into the boat with your squire beside you, Hugh reaches out a hand. "Be in God's Grace," he said with that ready grin.

You smiled back and took the hand. "You as well Count Jaffa," you said, and it was the inexorable pull of the earthly tied that broke your grip.

The Greeks did not speak as they laboured you to their ship. Swarthy hands helped you mount, and you were greeted by the captain himself.

"Konstantinos," he said with a smart bow, "I take you to Sidon." Though you spook Greek well he insisted on Latin, though his Latin was halting and broken. He was not the largest man in his crew, he was quite slim and seemed smaller under his wide brimmed hat. A dark narrow man rather than small as such.

"My thanks captain," you said, and gave a slight bow.

You were not the only passenger Konstantinos had taken aboard. Other travelers and pilgrims littered his deck, doing their best not to interfere with the running of his ship. A grey faced pair of priests stood by the prow, and further behind a young Greek nobleman with a tall bodyguard with axe looped over his shoulder. Some common folk that could pay their passage too, a collection of farmer workers both young and old given leave to make the holy pilgrimage.

Your party, your soldiers and companions, drew the most attention and took up the most space, but Count Hugh's gold had killed any disgruntlement before it could even arise from the crew.

> spend time with a companion (nominate)
> spend time with one of the strangers on the ship (the captain, the greek, the priests)

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>>36511148
>>36511162
>it's back

>>36511162
The Greek!

Welcome back HF

>>36511162
> spend time with one of the strangers on the ship (the captain, the greek, the priests
Captain.

>>36511162
>> spend time with a companion (nominate)

Either Chiri or Sabeen, We met them both in Sidon the first time, and would like to see what they think of returning. Also we still owe Sabeen that favour

>>36511229

>>36511162
>> spend time with one of the strangers on the ship (the captain, the greek, the priests)

Greecians
>inb4 Byzantine successors

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>>36511162
>> spend time with one of the strangers on the ship (the captain, the greek, the priests)

Greeks, also welcome back HF!

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>It's Back

>>36511401
Hope one of them is a Engineer or something useful we can convince to join us

> he's back

Yes I am, and thank you!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B62P6Gm9jpE

Writing.

>>36511414
They might be nobles who can get us connections too. We are in the gather allies phase of the quest right now I think

So. What is the odds that Gerad has taken Jehanne as a concubine ?

>>36511456
Might be a step up from being Froggy's abused wife

>>36511414
more likely Byzantine scion I mean dude has a bodyguard who looks Varangian

>>36511454
That we are. Should also try see if we can find allies with the holy orders. Gonna need their knights and they ought to be as tired of eqyptian raiders as we are

>>36511454
>>36511481
we won some heads when we #REKT Faulk off the top of my head

>Tripoli
>Sicily
>Templars

may have some interest in our venture.

>>36511530
Time to charm up lady Lucca and get the Italians once we get to Sidon

>>36511479
God, I wish we could get the ex-Varagian, ex-bandit, current slave guy as our bodyguard soon. Probably not happening

So just a thought but we might be able to get the backing of a merchant republic if we offer them a monpoly on trade, for a decade or so in the city we plan on taking

>>36511587
SOON!

>>36511587
We can ask Gerad or a favour maybe once we get to Sidon.
>>36511592
Aye. I think that is the most likely thing to happen, let them get monopoly and a district in the city in return for money, ships and mercs

>>36511612
not even, we can simply ''borrow'' him as he is relevant to our ''plans''

>>36511612
>>36511592
If we are lucky we might be able to play one or two of them against each other to see which will support us the most

>>36511655
Just tell them that if they wont support us we will have to go to Venice since i am sure they would love to get a hand in on the eastern trade that Geona has pretty much been dominating

The Greek nobleman was a delicate young fellow, clean shaven and comely of some teenage years. Perhaps sixteen at a guess. He wore a scowl that just made him look all the more boyish, as if to hide his youth through rough expression. His mouth had a natural pout to it, and long lashes shadowed green eyes. When you approached across the rocking deck his eyes first narrowed, but then he leaned back against the railing and forced a smile upon his face.

The man beside him was tall, yellow haired and moustach'd, wearing a steel cuirass of lamellar plates interlocked across his chest and shoulders, arms guarded by chain. He did not effect a smile, but continued his glower as you approached, though made no menacing gesture with his long axe.

"Hail and well met," the young Greek said, voice sweet and not yet broken by puberty. Perhaps younger than you had thought, simply tall.

"I am Wilhelm," you said, offering a hand, "Lord of Ramla."

The Greek did not take your hand, but gave it a small smile. Instead he touched heart and gave a slight bow. "And I am Stylianos Doukas," he said, "This is my bodyguard Ethelred." The guard, the Englishman, just nodded.

"You journey to Sidon?" you asked, taking up beside the boy against the railing.

Stylianos gave both a nod and a shrug. "I travel to whichever port will have me," he said, "And seek a meeting with their lord. If it is not Sidon it shall be Tripoli, and if there is no luck even there, perhaps my journey shall spiral out further, into the West."

"You are a vagabond?"

Stylianos shrugged again. "Not the wrong word, I am seeking a helper if you will. My lands are not secure, and I've need of allies. More accurate to say, my cousin's lands are in peril. A shared uncle seeks to force her into marriage, to claim them. I am doing what I can on her behalf. Last I was in Cyprus, speaking with the lord of the island, but my fellow Romans offer little aid. I thought perhaps you Levantines might be more accommodating."

>>36511765
To that you could not speak, being new to these lands yourself and only recently made a lord, but your judgement of Lord Gerard was not one of a generous or particularly valiant host.

The boy watched the waves, his scowl turning into a deep frown, pout growing larger still. he looked more boy than man and near maid rather than boy. It wouldn't be easy to win the support of the warrior types of Jerusalem with such soft features. The Greek crew struck up a song in their native tongue as they worked, their voices lilting across the deck, thick with the salt of the sea and the baking of the sun.

> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship
> keep your council to yourself

>>36511765
>Doukas

HOLY SHIT

>>36511784
>> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship

Lets teach the boy, we may be of help to him and he can help us in return

>>36511784
Can we council the boy without bad mouthing our allies? Informative but not insulting. Put that 90 plus cha to good use.

>>36511784
>council the boy on what you know of lordship

But mention that you have just recently been made a lord yourself. Be super polite

>>36511808
>Can we council the boy without bad mouthing our allies? Informative but not insulting.
Of course.

>>36511784
>Doukas
>[Hearty laugh intensifies]
''Lad this is a god graced meeting for the both of us''

>> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship

>>36511787
More like dorkass am I right

>>36511784
> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship

With these >>36511808 , >>36511828 in mind.

>>36511784
>> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship

Think we could convince Solomon to go back to Nubia and see if he can rally any support there? Ought to be a few Nubians who would love to see Eqypt humbled

>>36511784
> council the boy on what you know of the Jerusalem lordship

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf367DhT_fk

1:25

>>36512049
I remember Solomon said something about leaving his fiancee behind to marry his brother. Might be some complicated history there and he could be super reluctant.

Worth asking if we go about it delicately though

>>36511787
who?

>>36512049
the only forseeable way they could help us is by engaging in a pronged offensive when we go crusading properly into the Nile.

>>36512092
THey are going to become emperors

>>36512107
He could maybe get some to sail to Jerusalem through Eliate and maybe convince some of the Nubian lords to go raiding eqypt south so their attention will be pointed away from ascalon

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>>36512125
they'd still have to march & fight through Fatimid territory like Solomon di-

>army of Solomon tier soldiers

>>36512177
Actually Jerusalem got a port to the Red Sea still. So they can just sail right past Eqypt

>>36512201
the army would still be travelling through Fatimid or Seljuk territory & no Jerusalem doesn't have a port in the red sea.

>>36512231
Check a map. They havnt lost Eliat yet

It was not your habit to disparage a fellow nobleman, least of all one you had common cause and alliance with such as Lord Gerard, but still you had to speak lest the boy petition Lord Gerard and find he is wasting his time or worse, finds himself delivered to this powerful uncle. So you speak, but choose your words carefully.

"Lord Gerard and I have had many dealings together in the short time I have known him," you start, which draws the head of Stylianos, a hopeful glint in his eyes, "In that time I think I have come to know his character. He has his moments, if he gives his word he will keep it. Yes, you can trust the man to mean what he says and carry out any promise to the letter. Getting his word however, not so easy. He does not give of himself freely unless he has much to gain from it."

Stylianos's head dipped in thought, a nod.

You grip the boy by the shoulder which causes him to startle. Ethelred moved forward a fraction, eyes widening, but Stylianos waved him down.

"If its a friend you need, Count Hugh is the one you want. Though his attention is elsewhere for now and help delayed by it. Though Gerard and Hugh are friends, their character is much different. Hugh is a generous man, and gives even to his poorest guests what he can."

Stylianos smiles, politely removing your hand from his shoulder. "You seem a friendly man yourself Lord Ramla," he said.

"I have been a stranger in a strange land as well," you said, "These Lords of Jerusalem, I do not think their friendship is easily won, with few exception. They are a people at war, and distrust strangers."

"Romans least of all I should think," Stylianos said with a chuckle, "My Emperor and your king quarrel over Antioch."

"Jerusalem has no king," you corrected him.

Stylianos' smile again became a frown, and a hand came to his chin, a thought born in that mind with green eyes glittering.

>>36512300
"I thank you for your council," he said.

"Tell me Stylianos, if I might be so informal," you pause for his answer.

"You may," he said with incline of his head.

"Are you related to the great generals of the East?" the name Doukas was far famed, and had echoed even for centuries as the commanders of the great armies of the Eastern Romans.

Stylianos smiled. "A distant branch," he said, "Of Anatolia."

You nod. It was a large family with many reaching branches. Even now a Doukas was engaged to a daughter of Emperor John, and expected to contest for the throne.

With the boy so gripped in thought you could only make the most meaningless of conversation. Soon enough the sun was retreating under the curve of the earthly sphere, making its course around the earth to wake the folk in Far Cathay.

The day past and you retired to your chamber for the evening. Hugo had prepared your bedding, and even assembled your shatranj set upon the table. He had a bruise above his left eye.

"Fighting?" you said.

"Jacques," he replied, knuckling his bruise. Etienne's squire. Hugo did not seem upset by his bruise, rather he had a tough grin on his face.

You remembered, as a lord with more duties that you could use another squire or two. Leaving so much on Hugo's shoulders was not fair to the boy, who grew more restless with every day.

> retire for the night
> call a companion or passenger for a game of Shatranj

>>36512320
>> call a companion or passenger for a game of Shatranj

Dorkas I think

>>36512320
>> call a companion or passenger for a game of Shatranj
Sir Etienne. Lets get to know him first.

>>36512320
> call a companion or passenger for a game of Shatranj

>Stylianos and raise INT as a stat

>>36512320
>Stylianos
>Int

>>36512320
>Hugo did not seem upset by his bruise, rather he had a tough grin on his face.

Ohhh. I sure hope there is a squire tourny at the festival.

Also get Chiri to pour us some wine

Aww yeahhh, Crusader Quest time.

>>36512320
> call a companion or passenger for a game of Shatranj
Etienne

>>36512320
>You remembered, as a lord with more duties that you could use another squire or two. Leaving so much on Hugo's shoulders was not fair to the boy, who grew more restless with every day.
>Stupid fucks get another player so you can play as hugo god fucking dammit I have so much stuff setup fuck!

the greek boy & let us train Int!

>>36512518
First of all we need to find a candidate. We passed the last one when we were still a landless knight.

>>36512551
we can look for candidates in our holdings when we return to Ramla

>>36512551
We need a reverse trap obviously

I kid, but it would be nice to have a squire that's a little different from Hugo as well.

You send Hugo to invite Stylianos around for an evening game, if he had an interest. You instruct Chihirizahd to wait upon you with wine to pour. Stylianos arrives in the company of your squire, his large English bodyguard still by his side, a blond shadow at the door.

"A game?" you offer.

Stylianos sits hesitantly, and when Chihirizahd offers him a cup of wine, takes it with a little suspicion. Though she wore clothes that clung to every curve, she drew no eye from the young nobleman, who sat and sniffed at his wine.

"I do not mean to disrespect," he said, swirling the wine, "Only that I have enemies. When I started on my journey, I had two bodyguards."

Still, he eventually pressed the cup to his lips and took a small sip.

Chihirizahd offered you a cup as well not rising from her knees, a silent, obedient slave. But you saw her eyes were on the boy, and from him to the bodyguard by the door.

"A game would be good," he said, thumbing the bishop, "We could both use the distraction."

> roll 1d100, average of three (stat to raise is int)

>>36512551
I would suggest the girl we tried to save last thread but.... y'know she kinda dead.

>Wilhelm will never have a horribly scarred girl as his squire.

We should also find a match for him at some point. Maybe Hugh's sister ?

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>36512619
Haha, time for dice rolls

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>36512619

Rolled 82 (1d100)

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>36512619
>> roll 1d100, average of three (stat to raise is int)

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>36512619

>>36512634
>>36512636
Just like old times

>>36512634
>>36512636
>>36512656
>>36512657
>>36512661
of course the dice gods mock us with good rolls after the the first three

>>36512619
>Chihirizahd offered you a cup as well not rising from her knees, a silent, obedient slave. But you saw her eyes were on the boy, and from him to the bodyguard by the door.


Good. good. She is paying attention. Our beautiful eyes and ears

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>>36512634
>>36512636
>>36512656
>>36512657
>>36512661
yup this is crusader quest alright

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>>36512634
>>36512636
>>36512656
>>36512657
>>36512661

>>36512680
The dice gods do not forget their grievances so easily foolish Crusader Quest.

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[Insert obligatory whining about average of 3, and shameless promotion of best of three]

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>>36512764
It's way too early in the thread to shitpost

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>>36512795
Mongrel I do as I please.

You set your pieces against each other, and give the boy the first move. He does not drink much as you play. Having been raised in the Empire, he was a knowledgeable student of the game, and you found yourself perplexed by some of his manoeuvres. Still, it was a long game, of captured pawns and positioned knights.

The boy gave a laugh as he took your queen, and when he settled you in check-mate, a great clap of his hands. You and your companions all politely applauded.

"I thank you for the game, my lord," he said, and offered you his hand. You took it and shook, sharing a smile, though i truth you hated to lose.

He rose from his chair, finishing his wine and setting the cup aside.

"Perhaps in Sidon we may continue this company," he said.

"Mayhap," you replied, showing him to the door.

Ethelred gave you a nod as he escorted his master out into the dark sea night.

When you were done Hugo put away the set. Chihirizahd sighed, finishing your wine for you, and took up your cot.

"Interesting young man," you said, unbuckling your sword.

"Young man?" Chihirizahd said with a raised brow and curled smirk as you drew onto the cot.

> send Hugo away, you had a mind for privacy...
> Hugo can stay, there'll be nothing like that tonight

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>36512829
>> send Hugo away, you had a mind for privacy...

Rolling to avoid ED

>>36512829
>> send Hugo away, you had a mind for privacy...

"...Hes not?"

>>36512829
>> send Hugo away, you had a mind for privacy...

Ohhhhh wonderful Chiri

>>36512829
>"Young man?" Chihirizahd said with a raised brow and curled smirk as you drew onto the cot.

oh?

>>36512829
He did seem a bit girlish...

Don't send Hugo away I don't think we've properly asked him about his many adventures whilst we were imprisoned or why he developed a fondness for our captor yet.

>>36512829
>"Young man?" Chihirizahd said with a raised brow and curled smirk as you drew onto the cot.

oh?OH!

we trap now

>>36512829
>> send Hugo away, you had a mind for privacy...
Overcompensate for the tingling you felt for the Greek boy, convince yourself that you are totally straight

>>36512829
>> Hugo can stay, there'll be nothing like that tonight

>>36512936
Its not gay if its a greek anon

>>36512969
It's not gay if it's Cyprus anon

>>36512931
That depends on how cute Wilhelm looks without a beard.

>>36512936
>>36512969
>>36512975
Apparently it was a reverse-trap anyways. Quickly, roll to seduce.

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>>36513134

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>36513139
rollan

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>36513139

I got this

>>36513139
Noooo, the Queen will cut our heads off! Maybe even Iovetta will get angry. I just imagined her arminherself up with repeating crossbows, chainmail, throwing axes, sword and dagger, and holy hand grenade. It's kinda turning me on...

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>36513139

>>36513164
Roll succeeds!

>>36513180
Turns out he's not a reverse trap after all

>>36513191
And he has a huge Greek serpent hidden in his pants

>>36513164
>>36513180
>>36513191
R-retreat for now! We may have lost this spaghetti, but we don't need to lose our meatballs as well!

"Hugo," you said as you looked upon the Kurdish girl laid upon your cot, her skirts drawn up and legs bare to the thigh, "Go and see what Sabeen is up to." You were starting with your belt, and Hugo just sighed with a nod, slipping out.

You drew off your tabard, and then your under tunic.

"Now what did you mean by that?" you asked as you drew off your undergarments, hunched bare chested above the cot, above the woman, casting her in your shadow.

Chihirizahd ran a hand across her collar, eyeing you up and down, across. "Hmm?" she murmured, "What did I say?"

You give a playful scowl. "Devil woman," you say, grabbing her by the neck and by the backside, pulling her up as you forced yourself down upon her.

She gave an excited breathy laugh, her hands winding through your dark hair.

"Your new friend," she said, "Does not sit like a man, does not have the carriage, though she affects it well." She kissed your neck, and trailed a kiss down to your chest. She reached down and..

"Hmm," you give a soft groan.

"I do not know why she disguises her sex, but she is no man. Does that disappoint you, did that excite you a little?" her dark eyes glittered, "The pretty Roman boy fawning over the big, manly German?"

"You are a wicked, sinful creature," you said, but kissed her full on the mouth, your hand sliding down and filling with her large soft flesh. She moaned against your mouth, and you against her hand.

When your mouths parted she spoke in a low heated voice. "A woman does what she must to survive this world. She learns to see, and not see," she said, "And she learns what she must do."

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>>36513245
>"And she learns what she must do."

>>36513245
"What do you want to do?" you asked, hand sliding down across her navel, feeling that flat belly, dancing the edge of her skirt.

"I want-" you broke her sentence with a kiss, and when with drew her face was red and flustered, grin wide. "I want to-" again you interrupt her, that she near pushes you off, batting at your chest with her small fists. But she does not push you off, she surrenders against your press, her hands reaching around your shoulders, pulling you down, pulling you in....

The afterglow across you both is slow to leave as she rests within your arms, cradled against your chest and lap, your hand upon her hip, the other lost in her sweat locked hair. She snores softly, a now familiar little song that ushers you to sleep as well.

You wake to find Chihirizahd combing out her hair, your clothes set for the next day. You dress, and kiss her lightly upon the back of the neck. You saw her smile, and a blush in her cheek.

On the deck Sabeen and Etienne watch as the squires duel with wooden swords.

"Care to make a wager?" Etienne said to the woman, who had darkened another shade already under the sea sun, so that she was now as dark as Solomon.

"Gambling is sinful," she said, "But I put ten on Hugo."

Etienne nods, shaking out the coin.

Others watch as well, passengers and crew alike. Many were making wagers of their own. Even the priests were exchanging small coins. You spot 'Stylianos' in the shade of the mast, and 'he' gave you a friendly nod. Armed with Chihirizahd's knowledge, you do note the hose presses a bit too close to the crotch, that there is the slightest curve to the chest that seemed suspicious.

> cheer on Hugo
> cheer on Jacques
> stay silent

>>36513280
>> cheer on Hugo

>>36513280
>> cheer on Hugo

Go little brother!

Guys, guys, guys, what if Stylianos became our squire?

>>36513280
>> cheer on Hugo
Naturally, little bro took on the psychic guardsmen of Jerusalem for us.

>>36513280
>> stay silent
>[Talent searching Intensifies]

>>36513280
>> cheer on Hugo
"Fight, brother! Fight as if you are the Lion of Koblenz!"
<insert big shit eating grin>

>>36513280
>"Pfft, dueling with blunted swords is kids' stuff. Real men play Blitzball."

>>36513320
That would please my dick, but probably not realistic

>>36513428
But what if we run into Sauron or whatever, and we get murdered with "Damn, should have trained that one girl" as our last thoughts?

"Hugo!" you came to stand beside Sabeen, "Give him one for the Rhine, two for Lothair, and three for the Pope!" You shout it in German, so that only the two of you understand. Hugo blocks a blow and winds into a thrust for Jacques' chest, but the slight boy slips away, sword up before him, off hand shadowing the hilt.

"Come on Hugo!" Sabeen has a hand up, bouncing on the heels of her feet with a wide grin. She whistles hard.

The crew it seemed favoured the darker Jacques, whose own knight was shouting advice in French, side-eyeing you as he did so. That damned romantic tongue, you would need to learn it soon. Your men-at-arms seemed equally split. Those older troops who had served with you before Jerusalem gave cheers and claps for your squire, while those who had joined after seemed more fond of the French slip.

The squires circled one another, swords testing for an opening, feet shuffling carefully across the rolling deck.

"Come on Hugo, come on," Sabeen muttered, eyes very wide on your brother.

> roll 1d100, best of three

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>36513470

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>36513470
pls

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>36513470
BEST
OF
THREE
A
BEST

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>>36513479

>>36513480
The Lion Cub! The Lion Cub!

>>36513480
Boss status

>>36513479
>Hugo died, fell overboard and got eaten by a shark.

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>>36513479
This hurts.

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>>36513480
[Zhou yun intensifies]

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>>36513479
>>36513480
Thank our Judeo-Christian God that Nat 1s aren't auto fails in best of three.

>>36513489
Nah, Hugo's gonna walk a different path. How does Hound Pup sound?

>>36513502
>>36513499
Dont worry it is best of three. That natural 1 doesnt count

>>36513519
Adorable and non-threatening

Just like Hugo!

>>36513507
I love how he did that fire attack and fought his way through the burning fleet and back out again to rescue his lord's son.

>>36513479
>>36513480
Man, Dice Gods being finicky tonight.

Quick, someone make a sacrifice!

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>>36513543
You might be slightly confused

>>36513543
anon.....

>>36513470
>"Give him one for the Rhine, two for Lothair, and three for the Pope!"
>>36513480
>Rolled 96 (1d100)

That's right Hugo, fuck him up. For the Pope.

>>36513557
>>36513562
What, don't tell me you've never heard of Sun Ce's best friend who went on to serve the three sworn brothers as they traveled across the land?

>>36513592
But anon, Sun Ce was a nobody who got executed by Lu Bu

>>36513597
Nah, that was Ling Cao. Sun Ce's still alive and plotting vengeance.

>>36513592
Zhou yu not Zhou yun anon

>>36513620
Ling Cao got 360 no-scope sniped while he was plotting to take over all of Japan with his burning ambition

>>36513624
Zhao Yun

They circled and met for a pass, seemingly equal in skill. Then Jacques came in with a big sweep.

Hugo ducked low against the cut to his head, and gave a lunging thrust as he did. Jacques fell with a choke, sword dropped and hand to his throat, but he only fell, and was soon back on his feet massaging his throat.

Etienne gave an unhappy little glower as he passed Sabeen the money, who was all grins. It was barely in her pouch before she was running over to Hugo.

Hugo lowered his sword and was helping Jacques to his feet when Sabeen had her arms around his shoulder from behind, pulling him into a sisterly hug.

He blushed strongly as she kissed the crown of his mopped curls.

You came and clapped his shoulder. "Well struck," you said, and he gave you a grin. The boy was growing taller. Soon enough he'd be a height with Sabeen, and possibly even match you before he was done. Thicker in the shoulders and arms too. The boy was starting the process of becoming a man, caught in that gangly period of transition, all deer limbed and awkward. He had a very light beard beginning to grow upon his chin.

"Your squire is developing quite the sword arm," Etienne said, taking his own by the shoulder.

"Hugo has some experience as a soldier, he's steady with a spear as well," Sabeen said, patting the boy on the arm.

"I prefer wrestling," he said, and for some reason that comment made Sabeen both grin and fidget.

"A knight is not just a warrior however," Etienne said, "He is a man of Christ and of the Court as well. Be sure to court the mental sphere, and the spiritual, lest your martial skill be spun out with no direction."

>>36513647
godammit I'm an idiot

>>36513681

"Yes sir," Hugo bowed to the Gascon knight, who bristled his fussy little moustache and nodded in turn, slowly smiling.

"Come Jacques, let us review your swordplay," he said, steering his squire aside. Jacques gave Hugo a tongue and raised finger as he went, behind his knight's back.

"Next time it'll be my victory," the dark squire said, but Hugo just scoffed.

Making friends wherever he went...

> nominate a companion or passenger to spend time with until you reached Sidon

>>36513699
>> nominate a companion or passenger to spend time with until you reached Sidon

Lets talk with Hugo

>>36513699
>Hugo! Let's try to set him up a date with Sabeen. While they're on that date, ask around to see if a christian male can marry a muslim woman.

>>36513739
They cannot

>>36513748
That's sad, then.

>>36513699
The ladyboy

>>36513770
>>36513699
This

>>36513770
we already did that, we don't wanna come on too strong

>>36513699
Hugo could offer him to teach him how to play a instrument if he so wish and give him a few teachings about court stuff

>>36513699
Bro down with Hugo

>>36513811
Hugo isn't all too good at either of those things and you want him to start teaching!?

>>36513853
No i meant we should start teaching him

>>36513699
Knightly virtues lesson with hugo

>>36513699
Take Etienne's advice and teach Hugo the finer points of being a Knight.

Namely, that of a Bard Knight!

>>36513878
We should also come clean with him that a romance with Sabeen probably wouldn't end too well for the two of them, what with Hugo's friends in Jerusalem, and Sabeen's father

>>36513888
>teach him to be a Bard Knight
>Generally ignore common sense, charm the fuck out of people, and stick your dick in every woman you can

Well...triples confirm. DEUS VAULT.

>>36513925
Truely Bard Knight is best Knight

>>36513925
Isn't it odd how that turned out, what with Wilhelm already betrothed and owning a paramour, and plans drawn up for Hugo to keep bedding that one guy's sister, the mead maidens, and Sabeen.

>>36513908
I would support this with the caveat that we would do whatever is in our power to assist him if he decides to court her anyways. While the Muslim punishment for apostasy is death, we can probably shield then from such concerns, even as a petty nobleman.

>>36513993
But her dad tho

>>36514016
What Malik doesnt know wont hurt Hugo

Besides, it is obivious that this thing is a one way street for poor Hugo

>>36513699
>Teach Hugo the Magnificent Will Shot Mk. III

>>36514033
>What Malik doesnt know

it's his daughter he's gonna know

>>36514057
Dude... our girlfriend died when we tried to Blitz with her. Do you really want to relive that tragedy?

>>36514113
>our girlfriend died when we tried to Blitz with her
What?

>>36514131
She drowned when she was out bathing

>>36514131
Yeah, she drowned because she couldn't forget that she needed to breathe.

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>>36514131
Read the archive, anon. You got a lot to catch up on, but the long and short of it is that said lover drowned in the Rhine River.

>>36514081
And when Papa Malik does: Pic related.

Hey, I have a theory: The pope is evil and must be stopped.

>>36514113
God Willed that she die so Wilhelm could get 14 year old princess pussy

>>36514197
Christian god is best god

You draw Hugo by the shoulder over to the shadows of the cabin. He elbows you in the soft part of your belly, still grinning.

"Feels good to fight someone my own size for a change," he said.

You draw him a cool drink of water from the fresh water barrel and he gulps it down gladly.

"How are you getting on, little brother?" you said.

His smile slipped a little and he shrugged. "Well enough," he said, and you saw his eyes rove over to Sabeen, and he took another gulp of water. She was an attractive woman, though not the sort you usually favoured. Her dark skin now truly black from the hot sun, and mop of curls a shadow across cat like eyes, a snub of a nose above a thick smiling mouth. Not just her exotic features, but her muscled tone was also unusual. You had known few women who rode as men did, and fewer that fought as well.

Only a brief glimpse of an Italian noble lady under arms spied in Tuscany, had you seen a woman similarly so fierce.

In truth, though you could not deny her comely features, such women had no great appeal to you.

But the way Hugo's eyes would light when she passed with that long, bold stride, said enough that a confession was not necessary.

"Love is a funny thing," you said, "It respects no borders, no divide of kingdom or god. It is the greater disruption, you could say."

Hugo turned a confused look upon you.

"But men make laws to curtail love, and enforce those laws strictly." For the crime of a Christian man and a Muslim woman in love, that punishment was castration, and the loss of a fair woman's nose. You did not speak the grizzly details, but the paling of his face told you Hugo was aware.

"Not that it matters," Hugo spoke with a bitter tongue, "When one considers the other a boy, and doesn't return the feeling."

You turned your eyes to Sabeen again. She spoke with one of your soldiers, and gave you a nod when she saw you, a smile when that gaze drifted to Hugo.

>>36514208
That's not how you spell Zeus

>>36514257
"You will be a man grown, very soon," you said, "And none will be able to deny that."
You leaned back against the cabin wall, drinking the cool water. "Did I ever tell you about the woman I first courted?" you said. Hugo nodded. "She was a cousin, but not close. We, my knight and I, were at her father's holdings. A simple tower with some farms, much like Ramla but nestled in Lorraine. She was older than me, and when we first met I was the awkward boy." You drained your cup. "The first step is to get them to recognise you as a man. I did so by spearing a boar on a hunt."

"And the rest?" Hugo asked.

You shrugged. "No two women are alike."

He settled back, his face a stormy expression, blonde curls falling across his face.

"Cheer up lad," you said, "Another way to get a woman to notice you, is to court other women." He gave you a disbelieving look and you chuckled. "Women want a man that other women want. It is a bit circular, I know. I do not claim to understand the working of the woman mind, even the greatest philosophers fail at such a gargantuan task. But think on our mothers'. What other men do they have?"

"None that I know," he said.

"And think on, say, old Humbert. He is loyal to his wife, but she would cat about all over town with any strapping lad." You had some fond memories of Humbert's wife.

"Uh, hmm," he frowned, it did not seem your lesson sat well with him.

"You will understand in time," you said, ruffling his hair.

The days past and you spoke much on such subjects with Hugo, until finally Sidon appeared on the horizon. The sea-fortress a dagger jutting out of the coast line. It had been some time since last you'd spied that city, and the companions you had left behind within.

"Finally," Sabeen said, "I tire of this constant rocking."

The ship pulled in to port, watched from towers either side of the harbour mouth.

> who will you visit? (Lord Gerard, Lady Lucca, Sir Matthis' family)
> wander the streets instead

>>36514280
>Lord Gerard
We could also visit Lady Lucca for Genoa support.

But Gerard and Lucca have to come first before anything else.

>>36514280
>> who will you visit? (Lord Gerard, Lady Lucca, Sir Matthis' family)

Lady Lucca first.

Time to show off the lion helmet

>>36514280
>> who will you visit? (Lord Gerard, Lady Lucca, Sir Matthis' family)

Gerard, Lucca, Netorare in that order

>>36514328
>>36514301
If we visit Gerad first we will most likely get stuck in court for a while, better to visit our friends on the way to the castle

>>36514280
>> Lady Lucca

Square away that side business of "Deliver the Message" that we started a long fucking time ago.

Then we head straight to Lord Gerard.

Sir Mathis' is old history now. We could skip him and his knocked up woman if we choose.

>>36514343

Good point, although I worry that we would be paying Gerard disrespect by not visiting him first.

>>36514301
Still switching my vote to Lucca

>>36514352
Aww. Dont be like that anon. It would be nice to meet Jehanne again

>>36514352
Jehanne was a good girl!

>>36514364
Yeah, and we could even see if the frog has to raise a lion now.

>>36514364
>>36514379

And what the hell do we have to associate with Mathis?

"Heya Froggie, how're ya and yer ponsy woman? By the way, I denounced your traitorous asshat of a friend and now he's probably dead in the streets of Jerusalem after the little Cicero uprising I did. If he's alive, he's probably wandering the wastes like the ass that he is."

Seriously, dude-man's a link to Orlandouche and we don't wanna associate with him.

>>36514352
hey don't bash the Jehanne

redheads are my fetish

>>36514429
Landless isn't all that bad, he just got way too power-hungry.

>>36514429
>Orlandouche
Poor Orlando. I still wish we had beat the shit out of him then let him earn his way back into the fold.

Hey, we could try singing one of our songs over at Sir Matthis, you know, the one about how when we're on a trip to some place, the Sun is a pain in the ass and not cute at all, but later on, it's much more pleasant with its orange rays peering over mountains and glistening rivers. Then the song describes how the night is cold, and then the next morning rose the sun along with the moon. Basically, this is a nonsense song that's going to have to rely on a catchy melody. Also, FFUUUUCK, we still don't know French, this song ain't gonna work.

>>36514502
Yeah, with how hurt he was after us denouncing him I think he honestly thought he was doing the best that could be done with the situation. I still feel bad for him the poor dumb sod. Though if he hasn't killed himself or been killed I'm pretty sure a meeting would only end in blood.

>>36514562
If he comes begging for forgiveness i would be tempted to give him a chance to redeem himself. But he would not be our friend and he will not call us brother

>>36514589
I still would like for us to reconcile with the King's faction if only for Hugo's sake.

So any guesses on our Greek acquaintance? Is she the one fearful of her uncle and using a false name or is this a case of historical gender benders?

You had business to conduct. A Lady of Genoa to visit.

"I shall see you at court?" Stylianos said, accompanying you down unto the stone quay.

You nodded. "I'll be there, but first I have a friend to visit," you part with a shake of the hand, and the 'boy' and his guardian are soon off in the other direction.

You instruct most of your men to make their way to Lord Gerard and present themselves, but you and Hugo take another path still, down to the Genoan quarter. Chihirizahd is the only other to accompany you. It wouldn't be wise to bring Sabeen and you could not guess yet Etienne's reaction to such dens as Lady Lucca kept.

Though it had been some time you did not forget your path. You walked up the path and to the familiar door, and knocked.

It was opened by a comely young Genoan man. "Ah, Lord Ramla, the Lady is expecting you," he said with a bow, inviting you inside.

It was not quite as lively as it had been, but you spied the fat constable of Sidon with a young girl on his knee, and other men and women busying themselves.

One made to grab at Chihirizahd. "Ah-ah, no, this woman is a guest," the young man said, carefully putting himself between her and the goping gentleman, "Though she's fine enough for our selection, she is not of this house and thus, not for your hands."

"Sorry Anthony," the man said with a good natured, mildly drunk grin. Anthony just smiled and bowed.

>>36514639
You came into the room of Lady Lucca. It was coloured differently from how you remembered, in red and black. Lucca herself lounged within a fine chair, long hair bound up, in a silk dress meant for the bedroom, pure white and wrapping her from neck to ankle leaving only her face bare, her hair done up much like a nun's wimple. A jest of cloth and hidden sex, her red lips curled with amusement as you and your companions entered. She was a lovely sight. She was not alone. A horse-faced man with grey scrub beard stood with her. If she was silk he was bare iron, dressed in no lovely colours but the arms of war.

"Wilhelm," she said your name with much delight, slipping from her chair. "Come, meet me brother Luke. We are twins you know." She made a small gesture to the man who stood by her chair.

You nodded. "Lord Ramla," he replied with a smile. Perhaps it was just an accident of ugliness, but the smile did not seem fond.

"You have done my people a great service," she said, "And done well for yourself as well. We've heard all about your adventures. Such ghastly business on the roads, and locked away in a dungeon." She pouted, stroked your arm. "I feared for thee."

"And how have you been my lady?" you asked as she directed you to sit.

"Very well, thank you for asking. We've just inducted a new batch of girls into our little convent," she said, sitting beside you, legs carefully crossed. "Would you like to meet them?"

> I would love to
> business first

>>36514661
>> business first

I remember what HF said to us about how she respected us more for keeping it in our pants.

We also can't keep Gerard waiting for long.

>>36514661
>> business first
Then pleasure

>>36514661
> business first

Syphilis is no mans friend

>>36514661
> business first

>>36514683
Either. It was between keeping it in our pants or selecting her. And i dont think it would be a good idea to select her right infront of her brother

>>36514661
> business first

Always business first.

>>36514661
>> business first
Decline politely and focus on the task at hand.

"Tempting as it may, I came here on Queen's business."

>>36514661
>> business first
Bard Knight handles business, then fucks it.

>>36514703
I thought that's why we picked up the Avicenna's Canon of Medicine

We should also ask how it is going with dear Neomi

>>36514730
An ounce of prevention beats a pound of cure.

>>36514661
>> business first
Probably should ask for any possibilites into subjugating Ascalon for the Queen-- but Lucca probably already knows about that.

>>36514759
Hell we should see if she'd be interested in helping us establish an information network.

>>36514730
prevention is the best cure

"As tempting as your offer is, I must decline for now," you said.

Luke raised a brow as Lucca pouted. "Have you become chaste for the sweet young princess?" she asked.

You grinned, an eye for Chihirizahd. "Not as such." Chhirizahd was watching Lucca and her brother warily, even with a touch of fear. Hugo was just watching Lucca, or at least the curves of her as the silk robe would alternate 'tween a tight cling and an interesting slide with each shift of her body.

"So business then," she said it with a sigh, hands upon her knees, eyes rolling, "Oh sometimes business can wait."

"How un-Italian of you," you said, which made Luke chuckle and brought out Lucca's smile again.

She cast a hand at you, the warding horns so common in the Italian city-states. "That sharp tongue may cut you one day," she spoke but with great mirth.

"It is as we wanted, the Queen's position is secure," Luke said, "Venice's ambition curtailed for the moment."

"Oh hush brother dear, Wilhelm does not care for all our Italian nonsense," she chuckled at her brother, but her eyes had an irritated glint, "The Queen is a friend, and we were looking to help a friend in exchange for help of our own. But now we have another friend, for whom we owe a favour." She leaned against you, bosom resting on the forearm you had rested on the arm of the chair. She put a hand to your neck, playing with the long hairs that grew there.

"And how can we repay this friend of Genoa?" she spoke into your ear, her breath hot against the side of your face.

> what can they do?

>>36514884
Men, Money and Ships

>>36514884
Ascalon could be another friend to Genoa. Perhaps you could help secure her?

>>36514884
Resources and men for an upcoming military expedition that should be profitable for all parties involved.

I'm not sure how much to divulge at this point. So being slightly coy to start off should be a decent starting point.

>>36514884

"I am laying the groundwork to gather armies and fleets to lay siege to Ascalon. My goal is to take it within 2 years. Could you provide any aid in swaying lords to support my endevour?"

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>>36514884
You must aid me in my path to quell the Chaos, and satisfy my ambition.

Resources, connections, men and ships.

>>36514884
Men & ships more can be negotiated for hypothetical exclusive trade rights to ascalon & the more men that come to aid us the more likely those trade rights will be installed come conquest.

>>36514925
Doubt she can just hand us things like that - seems more likely she could get us information, or tips on who can get us more men/who to approach.

>>36514978
No but she is the representive on Geona here and she will be the one to talk to about it

>>36514978
The connections to get those resources and proper introductions then

>>36514950
This. She's a spymaster guys, not the ruler of a domain.

>>36514884
"Information on Ascalon and anyone persons of interest who would be willing to help take it in the Queen's name. Barring that, any nuggets of wisdom involving the Lord of Sidon would be welcome."

>>36515002
But there is only so many men Genoa would be willing to throw at the Levant, especially if Venice is being uppity.

Her influence could be leveraged into those things though.

>>36514884
>>36514941
This was me.

Switching to >>36514950

>>36514884
"I have an appointment to keep in Ascalon two years from now. Perhaps you could help me ensure I can keep it?"

>>36514884
"Eyy, baby, you want some fuck?"

>>36514925
>>36514932
>>36514950
>>36514955
>>36514956
>>36515002
>>36515027
>>36515055
>>36514941
Guys, c'mon, she's clearly propositioning us for sex at the moment.

>>36515146
But that would be us granting her another favor not us cashing in on one.

>>36515146
But anon, we didn't get to where we are now by fucking people before we got what we wanted. We fucked them during or afterwards.

>>36515146
Business first. Pleasure after

>>36515146
no bad anon, no sex during business.

"You might have heard a rumour of Ascalon," you said, and both Lucca and her brother smiled. "How would Genoa enjoy a new enclave at the tip of Sinai?"

"Genoa would enjoy that very much," Luke said.

"Of course, this would not just be given," you said, "Effort would be need to be expanded on Genoa's part. There are always the Pisans after all, who did much to secure what is now Christian so long ago, and other Italians keen to show their worth."

"Many in Italy are occupied with Sicily and the upstart Roger," Lucca said, "But I get your meaning. Now, what effort would need expending? Gold, ships, men?"

You spread your hands. "Why not all?" you say with a smirk, "No. Just men and ships will do, and perhaps words in the ear of any other lords that might be interested in such an adventure. This will all be done in the name of Queen Melisende of course."

"Of course," Lucca said, "And ending a threat to her kingdom."

"Ascalon is not poor, pillage alone will fill a purse," you said, "And of course land will be confiscated."

"A rich target, but well defended," Luke said, "You most certainly would need ships to keep a blockade, or a siege would be fruitless."

"But we move softly, and in two years time we strike. The Saracen must not know until he has his hose down."

Luke shoved his closed fist through his other hand. "A poor sodomite we'll leave them. I like you Lord Ramla, I like you well!"

The twins exchanged a pleased look. "Yes, I think we can arrange something," Lucca said, "And word by Christmas I should think, to you in Ramla."

Then she leaned forward. "Now, I insist you meet the new girls, and we conduct a different sort of business."

Favours for favours had a way of never quite being entirely cleared from the books.

> I cannot refuse
> I am expected else where, unfortunately

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>36515217
>> I cannot refuse

Rolling to resist temptation

>>36515217
>> I cannot refuse
>>36515227
failed

>>36515217
>> I cannot refuse

Let Hugo have his choice of girl too

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>>36515227

>>36515217
> I cannot refuse

>>36515217
> I cannot refuse

At this point refusing would be an insult but to point out that we can't play for too long as we are expected to make an appearance later in the day.

>>36515217
> I am expected else where, unfortunately

>>36515217
> I cannot refuse
If she thinks we can't be manipulated easily, she'll consider us more of a threat. Better to play along.

>>36515217
>> I cannot refuse

no sex but I quite smile & the right words could gleen us something from our new friends.

>>36515217
im expected elsewhere

>>36515227
The dick wills what the dick wills.

>>36515217
>> I cannot refuse

"Well, I cannot say 'no', but must at least say that I am expected elsewhere," you say as you rise from the chair.

"Oh do not worry about such things," she said, stroking your arm, "Come, follow me."

The three of you picked up, and followed Lucca to an adjoining door. Luke smiled as you past, thumping your back.

She held the door for you. First yourself, then Hugo, then Chihirizahd, into a larger chamber. It looked much like the private sitting chamber or solar of a noble lady, many chairs set, and on them very carefully dressed young women. Lucca closed the door behind you, and then slipped past to join her girls.

Some were dressed as the noblest ladies, others dressed in nun-like vestment, and a couple in martial tabards like men, but they were all beautiful.

And a familiar face you had no expected to see.

She kept a smile, her blonde hair grown out, the curls delicately crafted around her straight, northern face, artfully tumbling out from under her wimple. She wore her vestments but they had been cut to fit, cut away entirely to show the skin between chest and hip, a strip still hiding her belly but barely.

Adelheid.

She sat very straight backed and poised, but there was something different about her face, more relaxed. A perfect sweet smile painted on what you remembered as a harsh face.

When she saw you for a second that painted smile slipped, but then grew larger still.

Hugo gaped as well.

Behind her sat dark haired Neomi, dressed in the tabard of a Templar, a knitted wool maille hood and sleeves, as far as you could tell, nothing else. She saw you enter with wide, nervous eyes, fidgeting a little with the knitted 'maille' that covered her arms.

"So what do you think?" Lucca asked, as she came to sit upon Adelheid's lap, "Do any catch your fancy?"

> make a choice
> I'm afraid I'm expected elsewhere

>>36515477
SOLOBROOOOO! You magnificent motherfucker.

>>36515477
> make a choice
>Adelheid.

looks like we've got a mole

>>36515477
>> make a choice
Lucca

>>36515477
>> make a choice
Neomi and Adelheid.

>>36515477
>> make a choice
>Adelheid

>>36515504
Not sure why this is a magnificent thing. Doesn't this mean Adelheid is whoring herself out now,for some reason?

>>36515477
I know it'd be awesome bit for the sake of our character we can't bone Adelhaid

Can we talk to her, try to get her out of the brothel?

>>36515529
Guess we are about to find out!

>>36515477
> I'm afraid I'm expected elsewhere
We are so not in fucking Kansas anymore. Time to go before she has something over us.
C'mon, think, she thinks our weakness is our dick.

>>36515477
> make a choice
Lady Lucca

>>36515554
all the more reason to sell her that Idea.

>>36515477
Anything as long as we don't sleep with Adelheid

It's a bad thing that she's a hooker.

Need to set a good example for Hugo, and Iovetta wouldn't want her whoring herself out

>>36515477
> I'm afraid I'm expected elsewhere

>>36515529
I was talking about the lol factor of him literally fucking a nun out of the church, yes.

>>36515477
> make a choice:Adelheid
What's going on?

>>36515576
I'm not sure. I'm really confused.

>>36515477
>> make a choice

Adelheid, mah niggas got a magic dick apparently

>>36515477
> make a choice

Lucca,and Neomi.


Though I more want to talk with Adelheid than bone her, and having sex with her would be a betrayal to Solomon. That is of more concern than the others really.

>>36515477
>>36515520
To clarify, I'd like to emphasize talking before/if sex

>>36515596
>and having sex with her would be a betrayal to Solomon
Nah, he's done with that pussy anon.

>>36515596
>and having sex with her would be a betrayal to Solomon.
Kek, no.

>>36515477
>> make a choice
Adelheid

But dont fuck her, talk.

>>36515596
>having sex with her would be a betrayal to Solomon

I'd say other concerns matters more. Solomon left her like any other wench, you are just becoming Eskimo Brothers.

Still not a great idea though

>>36515594
She wanted to be with Solomon who was banging her on a constant basis but then tossed her aside because he doesn't want to be tied down. Looks like she may have given up the cloth and is selling her body.

>>36515477
>Lady Lucca
we need to talk to Adelheid later though

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>>36512619
>"A game would be good," he said, thumbing the bishop, "We could both use the distraction."

I am so confused right now.

>>36515477
All of them. There is plenty of Wilhelm to go around

>>36515688
About what?

>>36515477
>> make a choice
Adelheid. Because we are so fucking confused as to why the hell she's here.

>>36515762
Adelheid for one. Another is why they've lined up people we know. Wasn't Neomi like, all the way back with the other woman as well?

>>36515775
Because the obiviously work here now. She did say these were her new girls.

>>36515786
Neomi I can understand, but Adelheid was a tutor to fucking Royalty. Not exactly sure why she'd stoop to this.

>>36515792
Either as some sort of informant her Solomon really did corrupt her. Maybe it was a mistake to have sent him to her room that evening

"Why, this sweet sister," you said, reaching over and brushing Adelheid's clothed shoulder.

Lucca gave you a funny smile, but rose from the nun's lap. "Treat him very well," she said, "He is a very good friend of ours."

"Oh I will my lady," Adelheid said, coming out of her seat and wrapping an arm around your hip, "I'll show him every comfort."

She led you beck and into a chamber, closing the door behind you. She still wore that smile.

"So Lord Ramla, what plans have you for this disgraced nun?" she asked, smoothing the cloth across her lap, "What wicked thoughts lurk in that head?"

She went to the prepared bed, and sat upon the edge, her smile deep and eyes glittering.

But the thoughts that lurked deep in you were not the hungry wicked thoughts, rather a troubled feeling.

"What are you doing here?" you said, coming to sit beside her, "You're a royal tutor, a nun." You spoke with deep concern, a hand of comfort on her shoulder.

She ran a hand through the side of your head, toying with the hair. "I was, but when Ioveta left the church I lost my standing, my position. And he left me with a hunger the Church could not sate. They cast me out in full when those two Irish fools ran away, but in truth I was happy to leave."

"I made my way offering what I had," she said, "And soon enough Lady Lucca found me. I am very lucky, God has blessed me and delivered me at last from my suffering."

She leaned forward and kissed the side of your neck. "I want you, Lord Wilhelm," and she reached down to the front of your hose and squeezed, "I was so jealous of the girl, and so confused. But I've been opened up and want more." She pushed both hands up into your hair and slipped side saddle into your lap. "I know the nature of men and women better now," she said, swirling her hips in your lap, "He taught me that. What can you teach me? I'm ready to learn."

> teach her a thing or two
> don't, this strikes you as wrong

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>>36515801
I can understand about the corruption, but in that case why couldn't she have, like, I don't know. Found another guy to bang like she was with Solomon? It wasn't uncommon among Nobles to do as such, and as we've seen the Church isn't exactly as pure as they'd like to be seen as.

Not sure why we'd need an informant here either, on top of that, why send Adelheid?

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two

>>36515820
> don't, this strikes you as wrong

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two

If that is her desire

>>36515820
> don't, this strikes you as wrong
"Not my place Adelheid, you've found yours. I need to earn mine."

>>36515821
I'll explain in a bit in the QnA. Unfortunately this session won't be a long one.

>>36515820
>> don't, this strikes you as wrong

She's probably Ioveta or the Queen's spy. I smell a trap.

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two
maybe after this offer to bring her to our holding where she can give lessons to Hugo

>>36515820
> don't, this strikes you as wrong

>>36515846
Nah man, what she said explained enough. Shame I didn't post fast enough to not make myself look like an idiot.

>>36515844
>>36515820
This

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>>36515863
>maybe after this offer to bring her to our holding where she can give lessons to Hugo
wat. Srs nigga fucking wat

>>36515820
> teach her a thing or two

Also welcome her to Ramla if she ever wishes to leave Sidon

>>36515820
don't!

>>36515820
>> don't, this strikes you as wrong
Slutty nuns are my fetish, but this isn't going to help us. And I like being pious.

>>36515820
>> don't, this strikes you as wrong
Wilhelm of Ramla is many things but he is not a cuck to those he calls true friends!

>>36515820
don't! tell her you don't boink nuns and offer to bring her to Ramla.

She cant teach Hugo though

>>36515844
Thirding, we are in fearboner territory.

>>36515909
Anon. Solomon dumped her. This is not cuckoing

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>>36515909
I'm all in agreement with not doing it. but you're voting for the wrong reasons. Solomon doesn't love Adelheid, far from it. He used her and then left her, which is why she's in this situation.

>>36515888
she was a teacher she has to be a good tutor Hugo

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two
Do to her what we do to Chiri

>>36515944
Nigga she a slut now, she can't teach shit but how to give blowjobs

>>36515909
This isn't cuckolding

>>36515820
> teach her a thing or two

>>36515844
>>36515820
This, with copious amounts of sighing and a disappointed look upon our face.

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two

>>36515820
>> teach her a thing or two
Come on anon, we wanted to hatefuck her from the beginning.

>>36516012
>>36515972
Anon, you can stop samefagging now.

>>36515820
>> don't, this strikes you as wrong

yeah nah

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>>36516024
We wanted to give her to Solomon, Judith too, before we found things out.

>>36515820
For the record Solomon wouldnt give a shit. But lets not fuck her

>>36516027
Yeah seriously, it's been like 10 minutes since the post. Voting is over

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>>36516027
But why shouldnt we ?

She is not Solomon's anymore and she is no longer a nun and she is willing

You shake your head. "I cannot," you said, "You are a beautiful woman, in every measure, and if circumstances were different mayhap I would. But I can't."

Her eyes narrowed and that glitter in her eyes disappeared. She pushed you back against the bed. "Wh-" before you could protest she had her mouth to yours, burying it in a kiss, her hands working your belt.

"You should not tease me so, my lord," she said with such gigling pleasure it was weird beside the snarl on her face. Then she buried her mouth against your neck, and breathed a hot word in your ear, barely a word.

"The Queen."

You frowned and before you could say another word, again she kissed you, her tongue finding yours, it was hard to resist. Soon the kiss was returned, and your belt pulled off. She pressed down against you, undoing your collar. More hot, barely spoken words.

"Sent me."

"Oh," was a high surprised syllable as she had you out, though you were far from hardened for her. Your gut still churned with confusion. She reached down as she bent forward to kiss your ear, and gave delicate whispers into your ear.

"She does not trust them, she needs someone to watch them," she kissed your stubble cheek, "Help me convince them I am a broken woman." And you saw a familiar glare in her eye that made a grin come across your own.

> help her
> I can't

>>36516072
>> help her

Gladly

>>36516072
> I can't
I actually think she's lying about that.

>>36516072
>> help her

>>36515851
Called it motherfuckers

In retrospect nothing to brag about

>>36516072
> help her

>>36516096
So what reason should we refuse her for ?

>>36516072
> help her
Gladly.
Push her off and slap her, and insult her for the bitch she's become.

>>36516072
>> help her

Clever girl............

>>36516072
> I can't

>>36516072
> help her

What are we, Greek or something?

>>36516115
Now now anon. Dont overdo it. Just do what we do to Chiri

This is after all a respectable place

>>36516072
>help her

HF, you truly are the master of M. Night Shahmylon twists.

>we get to help the queen AND bang the Nun
>best day ever

>>36516072
So, she has a better opinion of Wilhelm as a decent dude /and/ we still get to fuck her? Excellent.

And goddamn, was she ever even a nun?

>>36516072
> help her


>>36516103
Hardly a trap for us

>>36516072
> help her

Though this may be yet more ploy for the queen wanting a taste of the W before her sister gets it. We're damned either way so we may as well be dutiful.