The ride home had been significantly shorter than it had been to King’s Landing. Little reason to hide yourself now, so you pressed forward through day and night, often finding yourself dozing in the saddle as your horse carried on by itself. Come to the evening of the second day Steadhold stood in the horizon, the western sky painted purple with the setting sun, you were more than tired of being in the saddle but dug into your horse all the same, the sudden urgency in your stomach propelling you forward. Upon your chest sat the two edicts, two very important documents that would determine the near future more than ever. Your chest pocket felt loose for once, not tight against your breast, a noted absence of Isis’ braid reminding you to keep eyes forward. No longer dwelling upon the past. Thoughts that only fueled the fire in your heart.

Entering through Kingsgate you take a moment to admire Steadhold. She was a far cry still from your childhood memories, but all the same she looked better than the decrepit form you saw not a year past. The outer wall had scaffolding around the worst of the broken down areas, pile of imported stone sat about, chips and pieces of the old wall loading into wagons to be disposed of later. The tower closest to Kingsgate had been smashed cleanly through, but looked to be in a better state of late, though all the same likely a lower priority. Goldgate and her side of the wall closest to the Blackwater Rush was getting the most attention as of right now, upon your order. Should someone wish to attack you it meant either going all the way around to find another suitable bridge to cross closer to the God’s Eye or coming directly along the Goldroad to your front door. Either way it was likely you would be alerted and ready. The Freys weren’t the only one with an important bridge, your House just weren’t so on the nose about it.

Passing further into the outer ring of Steadhold you slow to look over where the port once stood, still a burnt out husk, most of it had been at the very least demolished over the past year, the small district of homes, warehouses and markets in the area not entirely dissimilar. It still sat heavy in your heart to know Isis’ first visit home in years would be to see Steadhold in such a state. In the back of your mind you make a small promise to yourself to have done better when you bring her home for certain and good. It isn’t long before your presence is noticed, the Jons of The Loyal Bows coming to greet and escort you to the castle proper. You were home ahead of schedule, something to be explained later, for now you had business, urgent and pressing. You swing off the little brown horse give her a pat and allowing Grey Jon to lead her off and sending Red Jon after Mors the Marsher. It was time to assemble your war council, the Princewood would be yours again and there was little time to waste. You enter the foyer of the castle, being greeted by Jonos, Olyver and Worsh of the guard. Snapping quick orders off to gather Ser Lucas Longwaters, Rafe Roper, and Dusky Danse they scatter, and you continued along your determined warpath.

“Brynden? What are you doing back so soon? Is Solhas with you, the hunt?” you hear Mason’s voice call, his evening walk with Elionwy clearly being interrupted by the sight of you as you enter the great hall.

“I’ll explain later Mason,” you respond quickly, pulling the edicts from your pocket and pressing them into his hands, “Read.”

“I thought we were past this Brynden,” Mason jests, reminding you of every embarrassing moment where reading was a task.

“Read, Mason,” you repeat fixing him with a level gaze before returning to your determined stride. He kisses Elionwy on the cheek before falling into step behind you, admiring the golden seal of the Crown and reading quickly.

“A thousand troops? Brynden this is incredible, that’s enough to be threatening, we can match Royce now,” Mason says with elation in his voice before falling into the second edict, his voice a mere whisper of disbelief, “They took the Princewood from him.”

“And we’re going to take it back,” you state simply, turning on heel upon the upper dial. The great hall was currently having dinner, smatterings of people here and there, no one of great import. They had begun to leave as you crossed the great hall, clearly aware you were on some sort of mission and not particularly wishing to be caught in the warpath. You fold your arms behind your back and Mason looks to you after rereading the edicts again.

“I’ll gather Benjin and Vargar Sorrios,” Mason says with a quick nod, “Brynden… Are we finally going to war?”

“Yes,” comes your uncle’s voice from behind you, your own response choking in your throat. Dontos’ heavy step indicates he is in full armor, likely having been training in the yard and noticed the commotion of your arrival. He places a hand on your shoulder and Mason hands him the edicts before leaving off to fetch the rest of your Captains and Maester.

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You stand in a circle around a tall round table of little ornament, to your right Dontos Malroy, the Black Knight. Your left Maester Benjin and Ser Mason Flowers. In front of you directly is Mors the Marsher, his black longbow slung over his shoulder as he peeled an apple, his voice the only noise in the quiet hall as the rest of your war council arrived. A deep baritone in a low rasping song.

“You can hear their footsteps,
Crush the fresh-felt snow...”

Rafe Roper and Dusky Danse arrive, taking their positions. Rafe’s old golden cloak sweeps around him in quick step behind the tall lumbering step of your brother’s old friend of Duskendale.

“You can hear them beasting,
Oh, tell me where’s my Crow…”

Vargar Sorrios comes next, the Myrman’s step not as spry as it once was and reminding you of how short he was, a fool would call him a dwarf. He takes up position next to Mason, and takes a quick drink from his hip flask nodding to you.

“Harping every Armory,
Sharpening their Blades…”

Ser Lucas Longwaters enters last, the smile dances upon his face as he chatters with his own man Ser Haldan Rambton who follows after him. You remember the fateful meeting with the two Knights months past in King’s Landing. The friendship earned. The journey since. Lucas still wears the favor his Lady wife had given him as he won your Melee, the ribbons of gray and crimson resting upon the hilt of his sword.

“I pray for every one of them,
And sacrifices made.”

Looking over your assembled Captains you can’t help but feel a swell of pride. Soon their numbers would be more impressive, your men outfitted with the best. The army of House Malroy would be something to fear again. Not a forgotten wisp of its former self. Royce Redward would know what fear is. He would know the breadth of your wroth. A year of wait, but soon, so very soon.

“They come down,
They come down the Wall.
They come down,
They come down the Wall…”

Your captains all look to you, Mors’ voice trailing off as your assembled War Council comes to order. Benjin delves into the specifics, his words far more practiced than your own, as he reads through the edicts. A small curl of a small forming on the corner of his lips as he reads Saul Compton’s name and continues on. Upon finishing the edict declaring the Princewood basically open season the table breaks into argument. Many wishing to march immediately, others voicing caution.

Danse and Rafe both indicate a need to work with the Chelsted’s as your number simply were not large enough at the moment, and Dontos uneasily agrees. Lucas, Haldan, and Vargar all call for arms immediately, stating it would be nothing to raze the bandits from their hiding holes, and we’d have little reason to work with the Chelsteds. Benjin cautions against rash actions, Mors and Mason both agreeing with him, the former offering to send The Loyal Bows to scout the area beforehand. It was highly unlikely Royce would be giving up his old lands without a fight, further unlikely that he would be taking all of his bandits with him. Particularly as the edicts basically reduced him to a third of his former size.

The thought still brought a comfort to your mind, the Crown was losing faith in him, but were certainly not deciding to place it in your House instead. Alongside the Princewood, Royce had lost another war prize, that had formerly belonged to House Chelsted, the lightly forest area of the Princewood further to the southwest. No doubt they would like to have that piece back as much as you would like the Princewood back, but you did not need work with the Chelsteds, the edict stated these lands were entirely open, at least for the six months grace period you had been given. As your idle thoughts swirl, your men continue to argue, pointing to the map of the Crownlands before you, but are all called to order by Dontos’ heavy stomp, their eyes turning to you and form resuming. You had expected at least a degree of this, your war council had never properly met before, but now was a better time than ever.

So, how would we like to approach retaking the Princewood?

>Attack immediately, the Princewood is valuable land
>Delay, you have six months, better to go in prepared, informed, and with a larger army

House Chelsted?
>Work with them
>Do not

>Suggestions on tactics, plans, etc.? Open to all thoughts, discuss a little if you like.

Some notes.

Mind you will not be able to begin anything until after the Wedding, as Royce has a grace period of a month to remove his assets from his former Domains, and of course the Wedding is going to be far too large of an affair to begin anything during, outside of recon and small movements. Your grace period begins immediately afterwards, in Month III. Another reminder, as of right now you have 410 men. Another 100 in a single unit of infantry from House Longwaters. And another 100 from House Qorgyle in 3 units of Light Cavalry and 2 units of Heavy Cavalry on the way.

Christ that was a big OP.

Hey father, welcome back.

Note: we need to move asap. Make it well known we are moving into the area, and just recruit infantry to pad out our numbers. Green as goose shit will work fine in quantity while our elites do the heavy lifting.

Now back to reading the OP...

>>45779317
>Attack immediately, the Princewood is valuable land

If we strike now they wont have enough time to plan anything.

>Work with them

>Suggestions on tactics, plans, etc.? Open to all thoughts, discuss a little if you like.

Get men to the area scout the area out, search and destroy. See if we cant get help from the locals. They will no doubt have information not to mention supplies.

Also hire more troops. Gurrelia can be used as scouts and fighting unit even better since it will be in a forest. Since there is a month for it to happen we do have time to recruit more men.

Nice to see you run on this lovely Sunday Father.

>>45779317
>>Delay, you have six months, better to go in prepared, informed, and with a larger army
>>Work with them

I feel like I know that song.

>>45779404
>Nice to see you run on this lovely Sunday Father.

Yeah yeah I know. I'm awful at weekends lately.

>>45779317
>>Delay, you have six months, better to go in prepared, informed, and with a larger army
Scout out the entire princewood. Get an estimation of where they have camps.

>Work with the Lady Chelsted. Deny Chyytering as much as we can.

>>45779453
>>45779412
Wouldnt waiting not just give them time to prepare, leave more "suprises" and "bandits" around ?

>>45779317
>Attack immediately, the Princewood is valuable land

Hit and run with the sons. Make life hell, meanwhile our more regular troops move in to gather info from the small folk.

>Work with them

Chelsted should be offered aid in retaking their lands, pitch it as us helping them, that way even if events turn south on us they have no recourse to claim some of our old lands.

>>45779511
Could promise them in return for help we will marry our firstborn daughter to her son and we will cover the dowry for her marriage with Dontos ?

Think that is a pretty sweet deal

>>45779496
Yes it might but remember he has a grace period to get his men out of the princewood. We use that to scout the woods thoroughly and constantly badger him with Ravens asking where his men where and where they set things up in the princewood. After that anything not small folk in there gets killed.

>>45779563
Don't promise what we aint got anon.

>>45779575
If we get any.
>>45779565
I really dont like it. Six months is a long time. A lot can happen. I'd rather strike while the iron is hot

>>45779565
So your plan to troll royce with birds asking if hes sure he removed all his men?

>>45779434
Its okay Father. I still love you.

>>45779317
>>Attack immediately, the Princewood is valuable land

>Work with them

>>45779575
We could also inform her that we know a Chyttering has been in contact with Royce.

We know that from our sister.

>>45779599
I think it's just a month grace period.

>>45779600
Pretty much anything not declared by him will be a bandit and if he kicks up a fuss about it where did they come from Royce? Also if he refuses our requests I'm pretty sure Arryn is coming to the wedding we can just go visit him with the Hand when Isis has to go back and scout his land at the same time as having Arryn brow beat him again.

Alright so it looks like we're definitely looking to work with House Chelsted, as expected. Lady Alexes will be pleased.

A small split on when to attack, but leaning towards immediately. I see some want to do some recon and the like regardless, but I will warn if you attack immediately your information will be lacking because they'll need to do a rush job. But I suppose that's the risk you take.

Otherwise some smatterings of suggestions of troop deployments. Nothing really concrete yet.

We'll go with those two options and can work on troops deployment up until that's important. We still have a wedding and small tourney to get through before that operation begins.

>>45779694
Now info is a good bargining chip.
Really we need this alliance to pan out.

By the way, the wedding is in a few months, but we have 6 to clear the place out.

Who thinks our dornish allies from the brother in law might like a spot of bandit hunting?

>>45779729
Recruiting more men?

>>45779745
We'll be getting to House Fortunes after this and a Dontos scene. So yes, very likely recruit more troops.

>>45779745
I'd say that should be our main focus in the next house roll

>>45779767
REMINDER WE NEED MORE WEALTH TO PAY FOR BENJIN TO BE ARCH-MEASTER.

Honestly I think we should try to fake him out, make it seem like we're going to delay for a while so Royce thinks he can afford to leave some of his men behind to extract that last bit of wealth/enslave a few more villages and then rush in the exact moment he's supposed to have all his men out so we can kill them with the excuse they're CLEARLY bandits.

>>45779737
Hunting trips are a staple of good parties after all.

>>45779694
I also agree with this

>>45779791
Agreed. That is a priority. Wealth and power(?) needed.

>>45779812
Of course. Just a shame the quarry will be inedible.

Looking over it we need 18 lands for the Roads to be built on the Point which will take a year and a half to complete. That might be something we should try to get as well.

>>45779737
I guess if we could convice our dornish allies to join i would be willing to wait.

>>45779884
We can do raiding with the sons in the meantime.

We need to get in there before he has chance to remove evidence of what his men have been doing.

>>45779911
Aye that is true.

>>45779911
We preform harrasing raids while establishing contact with the locals ?

>>45779956
Pretty much.

The longer we wait, the longer the bastard has to clean up remenant slaves and evidence to cover his tracks. Patcience is all well and good, but we can not afford to let him have time. Hit and run will work well while our main force musters and moves out in the official groups.

>>45779911
Ask Elionwy if she can get people in his lands?
Brynden's betrothed the same?

>>45779911
before that first month is up that'll probably give Royce an opprotunity to bring charges against us or a casus belli or whatnot. We can scout though, and if we find anyone actively in the process of serious wrongdoing it'd probably be worth the consequences for the evidence.

>>45779993
Also to note: if we do this spontaniously, and right now, his spy has no time to send off a warning.

>>45779956
yes, good idea

>>45779993
Raiding gets two birds with one stone, both hitting them immediately and recon in force

>>45780004
Depends.

I doubt Royce will defend us attacking a group equiped with slaver gear. Infact i expect him to write off any such group we hit within the first month as bandits to try cover his own ass.

hit the right targets and we will be fine.

>>45780029
I swear smth is wrong with my 4chan's name field

>>45780016
Giving her time to send off a warning might be a good idea. That way we can catch her, raiding now will tell him that we are going to come in force soon anyways.

>>45780037
No he'll probably treat them as quantum bandits that he has nothing to do with until the moment we fight them and suddenly we're killing his men within his one month grace period in violation of the crown.

>>45780053
Raiding now has no real downsides so long as we are smart about it.

The spy can be lured out in other ways. I suggest we work with the spiders spy here and give out unique intel to people in secret from each other, see which piece comes back to us.

>>45780092
Raiding does not mean we just attack any soldiers we come across. Ride out with a party, spy an encampment, see if it has anything like cages or prisoners, attack if it does.

Let no one escape. Don't hit large targets, Don't hit obviously royce millitary.

People please think about this for a moment. He has a month to pull his men from the woods. FROM THE CROWN.I'm all for scouting the woods out and finding anything he doesn't want found but not at the cost of conflict with him DURING the grace month he has to leave.

>>45780203
If you want to wait for a month then fine, scout at least, hit an opportune target if we know we can take it with no risk of reprisal, just dont sit there and let him scrub the place down, or else we will get nothing we can use.

Basically: Don't get caught.

>>45780203
....... True, I didn't even think of that.....

Although I'm still in favor of raiding, it gives us a presence in the forest as well as recon.

“We’ll attack immediately,” you state firmly, whipping the map clean of the small markers before replacing them liberally throughout, “We cannot guess to how many bandits are roaming the Princewood, nor their camps. Mors, I’ll need you and the Loyal Bows to run recon for the next month, do not be seen under any circumstances, gather as much intel from the smallfolk as possible.”

“Aye milord,” Mors responds, his grey eyes meeting yours before turning to the map, “We’ll do a thorough sweep milord. But I dun think we’ll git much in a month.”

“It’ll have to do Mors,” Mason says, pointing towards the Goldroad, “What of the rest Brynden? The Goldroad still tells tales of the highwaymen, no doubt on Royce’s payroll.”

“For now the bulk of our forces will stay home. Lacking any ranged motion at home I’ll need the Arbalesters to state with the Household guard, putting us down 150.”

“But my men will help fill that,” Lucas says, motioning towards Ser Haldan, “As promised. Another line of infantry and we can march down the middle without a worry. Their numbers be damned.”

“Couple with our own Infantry, Cavalry and the Knights that should make for a more than formidable line,” you agree, “The Sons of Gold will need to be dispatched to the Goldroad. They’re the most likely to make first contact, and show that we’re patrolling these roads now.”

“We’ll need more men,” Mason says frowning, “No idea how many highwaymen and checkpoints they’ll have. More horse archers will do us good.”

“The Qorgyles promised men as well didn’t they Brynden?” Dontos asks, clearly already knowing the answer but pointing the information out there regardless, “Perhaps even Lord Quentyn would appreciate an offer of sport? To solidify the alliance.”

You nod with a small smile, snapping up five more horse pieces in your hand and placing them alongside the rest of your army, “Heavy and Light Cavalry. On Dornish Sandsteeds, they’ll just need escorts, and to be carefully in the deep brush of the Princewood. Lord Quentyn would aid us immensely if he was willing to stay, a fair idea Uncle. More than likely our best bet will be to hit and run any encampment we can find. We need to make sure Royce can’t hide anything from us.”

“And of the Chelsteds?”

“We need work with them,” you draw slowly, maneuvering a few pieces of the board towards your soon to be Ally’s domain, “The Princewood is the middle of us both, if we pincer it that’ll force the bandits to either make stupid decisions or funnel south to the outskirts of the Princewood where we can slaughter them in open field.”

“There’s a small town that way,” Rafe speaks up, “My sister lives down there, sheepherders mostly, they might know what’s going on. Milord.”

“A good spot as any to perform recon then,” Dontos says, “Mors, can you send men that way?”

“I can spare the Jons ser,” Mors says after a moment, “Spread thin though milord.”

“Noted Mors. I will do what I can,” you say in an attempt to placate him, to little avail you imagine, his grey eyes look troubled as he looks over the map.

“Any other suggestions?” Dontos asks stroking the dusting of beard he had started to grow of late. The table shakes its head, little else being immediately of note, though all promising to share any thoughts in the future and further agreeing more troops are absolutely necessary in the coming months.

“Thank you all,” you say after a few more minutes of deliberation, “Once the wedding is finished we will begin in earnest. Mors, have your men ready by the end of the week and deploy. Understood?”

“Aye milord.”

“Good,” your eyes sweep the table, the mess of alcohol and maps reminding you of days since past. A quick glance down shows your clothing in disarray, dusty and sweaty all, you looked a sellsword but your words were spoken as a Lord, “Dismissed everyone. Ride unto the Sunset.”

“Ride unto the Sunset!” your collected captains all repeat and break. You find yourself supporting your body with outstretched arms over the round table, eyes focused on the maps, going over them again and again. Benjin had never bothered to update them, so to the fly upon the wall it looked like you were preparing to invade your own land.

“Nephew?” Dontos asks, waiting for you still by your side, “Do you have a moment? A few of the guests for the wedding have arrived early, and there is one I would like for you to meet.”

You cast an odd eye to him and your uncle merely shrugs, a smile on his lips for the first time in a very long time, you respond, “I suppose Uncle. So long as they don’t mind my current state.”

“Hardly. He was in the yard last I checked,” Dontos says with a small chuckle and pounding his breastplate, “Come.”

Following after Dontos you remember a couple items of note from your trip, Isis’ letter to him as well as the news of her visit. And Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request. A small moment to talk of either, the other for later.

>Give Dontos Isis’ letter for him, and tell him she will be attending the wedding
>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold

So basically what's going down is Mors and The Loyal Bows are going to do some rush job recon gathering during Royce's month grace period. There will be a Stealth check later to see if they succeed.

After that we'll start in on some hit and run ops.

And then more than likely do a clean up sweep.

And from there we'll move onto the other domain.

>>45780368

>Give Dontos Isis’ letter for him, and tell him she will be attending the wedding

Pick one please.

The other will be a smaller scene with Victus later.

>>45780368
>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold


Lets have our sisters letter with Dontos and Victus.

>>45780368
>>Give Dontos Isis’ letter for him, and tell him she will be attending the wedding

>>45780368
>>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold

>>45780368
>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold


We can speak of the other one later in a more private area

>>45780368
>>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold

>>45780368
>Tell Dontos about Lady Alexes Chelsted’s request for him to escort her to Steadhold
The other should be done in private I feel

>Obella and Isis finally meet
>Isis ends up not liking her and constantly compare her negatively to Lysa
>bitching and schemes will fill the halls of Steadhold

>>45780368
>Give Dontos Isis’ letter for him, and tell him she will be attending the wedding
The only right move, welcome back Father

Fuck you Dontos for making us do that to our son!

Deciding to talk with Dontos about Isis in a more private setting you settle upon poking a bit of fun at your uncle. The past few days had been long and hard, the past hour just as humorless, you could use the laugh. Picking through your breast pocket you find Lady Alexes ‘love letter’.

“You you Uncle,” you say with a lazy smile upon your face.

“From?”

“An admirer.”

Dontos stops and flips the letter over, a seal of silver with the crossed mace and dagger of House Chelsted embossed upon it, “Seven protect me,” he mutters under his breath as he opens it.

You wait for a bit as he reads the letter, progressively turning more and more red as he does so, the sweat upon his brow clearly not from working out in the yard anymore. You feel fit to burst, swallowing your laughter the best you can, choking out only a few words, “Well Uncle?”

“Lady Alexes… Wishes for me to escort her? Why? It is not so dangerous-”

“She is but a simple and frail Lady, Uncle. She dreams of a handsome Knight to bear her arm in this arduous journey. To ward off evil. To protect her and hold her close if she should fear.”

“... Did you put her up to this? That woman needs no more protection than a dragon would.”

You continue walking, your Uncle quickly catching up to your step, “I did no such Uncle. She and I had a lovely meeting in King’s Landing as the edicts were put in place. And she requests I deliver the message. And I being the chivalrous-”

“You say another bloody word Brynden.”

You finally succumb to the laughter in your throat, propping yourself up against the doorway to the yard just off the great hall as Dontos stares daggers at you, “So do you accept fair Lady Alexes’ simple request?”

“I don’t have a choice do I?”

“Not for me to say Uncle. Though perhaps Lady Alexes may have some choice words.”

Dontos hangs his head and waves you forward pointing you towards the yard where two young knights in similar colors are fighting in the circle, your own men watching. Beyond them you see the pavilions and decorations beginning to come up, the wedding was a month away now and already guests were appearing. Your Uncle places a hand upon your back, pushing you forward and near growling into your ear, “I accept.”

You almost begin to laugh again before a man approaches, his helmet at his side, by the looks of him, he would appear to be in his early forties, late thirties if you had to place a guess. His face is cleanly shaven and the only bit of debris you can notice is a sheen of sweat from a previous duel, the man extends a hand, “Lord Mathis Rowan, a pleasure to finally meet the lost son now Lord, Brynden Malroy. Ser Dontos has spoken of you much.”

You take Lord Rowan’s hand giving it a firm shake, “Likewise Lord Rowan. And has he now?”

“All well I assure you my Lord. Your Uncle was never the slanderous type, though try as we might during the Rebellion.”

“You fought with my Uncle in the Rebellion?”

“And many occasions Lord Brynden. I am surprised to hear he has not spoken of it. Dontos?”

Your uncle looks sheepish for a moment before launching into a quick explanation, “I was sent to The Reach during the onset of the Rebellion. I fought alongside Mathis in the Battle of Ashford and for a time helped during the Siege of Storm’s End.”

“Before he was so rudely plucked from my command and sent home to King’s Landing. A pity, all in all,” Lord Mathis finishes.

You knew the rest of that story, though better to add anything.

“Your Uncle and I have kept in touch since. I would say I am envious but I know better than any how stubborn the old mule can be.”

“Who was the one that wanted to chase down the Baratheon host after Ashford?”

“Not I,” Mathis responds with a slight laugh, “Lord Brynden. You’ve a good man in your employ. When he told me you would be married soon, I thought there would be no better time to come visit. Gain measure of the Vamos’ son.”

“Well thank you, Lord Mathis,” you stumble out, noticing the two men behind were finished with their duel and approaching removing their helmets.

“Manners. May I introduce Lord Brynden, my son and heir Ser Remus Rowan. And the sworn sword of my dear Lady wife, Ser Hector Rowan of the Arbor. They both intend to ride in your Tourney come the next month. Ser Hector is a member of the Order of Vines, from a branch House of mine own. I would imagine he will provide your men with a fair amount of competition.”

Giving each a small nod you respond, “So long as they do not challenge my Uncle, I would imagine so.”

Lord Mathis laughs, and Dontos rolls his eyes. He hadn’t been entirely onboard with being one of your Champions but all the same he accepted. Lord Mathis continues his wartime stories of a much younger and stubborn Dontos amusing you for the better part of an hour. The two Rowan Knights stand by idly listening and you find yourself growing just as bored.

Dontos interjects, “Mathis, perhaps you would like to speak of matters of horse. We do have a strong stock as of now, my father once sold your father some eighty horses once, yes? Or rather your son would like to challenge my nephew to a bit of practice. And we can catch up elsewhere?”

>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse
>Take up arms and practice with the Rowan Knights.

>>45781092
>You you
Its like Dontos is privy to some unique slang.

>>45781137
>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse

Sounds interesting

>>45781137
>>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse

>>45781137
>>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse

>>45781137
>Take up arms and practice with the Rowan Knights.
Gotta learn more about the new up and comers

>>45781137
>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse

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>>45781137
>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse

>>45781137
>Take up arms and practice with the Rowan Knights.
We've had a hard time recently. Let's get rid of some stress

>>45781137
>MATTERS OF HORSE AKA MONEY

>Ser Hector Rowan
>Order of Vines

Damn that's an old reference.

>>45781137
>>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse
Horse first. Horse always first

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc6bqvqC3bc

Knew I knew that song Mors was singing. Excellent taste dad.

>>45781137
>>45781137
>Talk to Lord Mathis of matters of Horse
Secure some wealth before house fortune, we need dosh for Benjin

Man Westeros is so fucked when the White Walkers come

>>45781591
Pretty much the point.
Personal theory is that Dany and a revived Snow end up married and forming a truce/song between the fire and ice.

>>45781591
Good thing we are as far south as the crownlands and can even go as far down to Dorne if we have to.

“You hadn’t struck me as a man of horseflesh Lord Mathis,” you respond, you hadn’t sold any horses in a long bit, and your family had once been renowned in The Reach for your golden coursers.

“Me? Seven no my Lord. I have no eye for them, my father however. He did so love them, a past time in his older years. Your grandfather…”

“Emmon Malroy,” Dontos helps.

“Yes Lord Emmon. He and my father were good friends, If I remember correctly they once planned to marry your aunt, Isabella was it? To me, before the Redwyne betrothal. That being said I am afraid to say the horses my father bought are long since dead. A shame truly.”

“A likely better choice than Luther Benedorn had been,” Dontos mutters behind as you lead Lord Mathis to the stables. Gawen is about tending to the evening duties with the last wisps of sunlight as his only aid. You notice Victus isn’t helping as he usually did and assume Benjin still has him on bed rest.

“If your Uncle had made mention you were a bachelor my Lord I would have suggested my own daughter. Perhaps someday, my son is to be married soon, maybe your generation will have better luck of finding a match two old men long dead desired,” Mathis jests and you laugh along with him. Not particularly of the mind to discuss marriages with children you did not have.

You lead Lord Rowan to the yard where your horses for sale are left to roam free when visitors are about, seeing no reason to particularly save your clothing now you hop the fence and chase down a young stallion, the golden of his mane being particularly dark closer to his hooves but with a fierce and striking look in his eyes and bring him over for Lord Mathis to examine.

“I must admit to ignorance my Lord,” Mathis says after a moment, “Simply not my area of expertise. I know that they are gold, and fast if old rumors still hold true. And gold matches the color of my House, but little else is known to me. Do they ride well?”

“Better than that spotted palfrey you rode in on Mathis,” Dontos remarks, “Your Knights will appreciate them better than you I am certain Mathis. A gift for your son upon his wedding?”

Lord Rowan’s face twists up and he bobs his head side to side considering, “No finer a gift than gold. 600 dragons for 80?”

You keep your facade up at the low ball offer, the golden coursers were worth at the very least 500 per 40. You feel it is more ignorance of product than insult, the bloodline had been forgotten in the years since the Rebellion and no doubt your horses had little presence in The Reach after the war, not anymore at least. A good sales pitch should even this up in your favor. A discount would serve you better in the future no doubt, particularly with the Tourney of Highgarden looming.

>Roll 4d6 for Bargain

Rolled 2, 1, 3, 1 = 7 (4d6)

>>45781777

Rolled 3, 6, 1, 3 = 13 (4d6)

>>45781777

Rolled 5, 2, 2, 5 = 14 (4d6)

>>45781777

>>45781804
>>45781806
>>45781808

Look at that solid bargain. Mathis is an easily convinced man.

So, with that you have two options.

>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)
>Have him pay full price, (5 Wealth, nothing really changes)

>>45781840
>>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)

>>45781840
We're about to go to war: we kinda need cash.

>Have him pay full price, (5 Wealth, nothing really changes)

>>45781840
>Have him pay full price, (5 Wealth, nothing really changes)

We dont really need the better relation right now and we desperatly need cash to pay for everything we have going right now

>>45781840
>>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)
Always better to have better relations with others in the kingdoms. Besides now he's going to be promoting our horses with his troops so free advertising!

>>45781840
>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)
It's only a single wealth.
Relations > Wealth in this case.

>>45781840
>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)
We only needed 5 wealth for Archmaesterhood right?

>>45781840
>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)

>>45781840
>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)

Connections = possible future wealth

I like that Dontos has a friend. I wish the poor guy had more.

Also I got that Karban reference Father, I'm onto you.

>>45781840
>>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)

>>45779266
How long has it been since Brynden became a lord, a year or so?

>>45782122

Exactly a year right now. To say he got work done is an understatement.

Fucking Archery Contest.

>>45782166
>Pew Pew!

>>45781840
>>Give Mathis a discount on the horses (4 Wealth, plus better relations with the Reach)
Sup old man

>>45782166
>Salty-ier than them Saltygar's about that still eh?

>>45782166
I like the idea of all third sons being trained in archery as a call back.

>>45782166
I know you have a love hate thing for the archery contest, but fucking MAN were we extremely lucky we won that. If we had to pull our house from the brink, there's no better tale then by winning that archery contest. It was such an awesome moment man

>>45782166
I'd like to imagine you put some of yourself into Samuel when he went cray cray

>>45782166
Shhh no tears.
Only gold coins.

>>45782194
Brynden is second son.

>>45782166
>>45782211
"YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THOSE ROLLS, BRYNDEN! IT WAS ALL LUCK THAT SAVED YOU. WHY DO THE DICE GODS FAVOR YOU OVER ME!?"

>>45781973
yup, plus we have one wealth left over from our last house fortune roll, so we should be good on that front. Was antsy as fuck about it, even though I felt prioritizing the outer wall was important

>>45782166
I'm super proud of tg and Brynden in general. If our dad, Donold and Pastorn saw us I think they'd be proud of what we managed to accomplish in a year's time.

>>45782211
More like Saltmuel, amirite fellas?
fuck you Samuel

>>45782352
Father and Donold would probably still be pissed about all the sex outside of marriage.

>>45782468
Yeah, probably, but given Dontos of all people has grown to admire us I'm sure our successes would outweigh their disappointment in our womanizing.

Success, one degree.

After explaining the ins and outs of a horseflesh with a little bit of help from Dontos, and having Lord Mathis saddle up for a short jaunt about the yard you find yourself with a man who has greatly improved his offer. You suspect Dontos had something to do with it really, as they had spoken while riding and Lord Mathis had a sudden look of abash upon his face if you were any judge from the distance. You weren’t the best salesman in the Crownlands, likely Illiad or Gawen would have gotten him to throw in his daughter to boot if they had their way. But all the same you came out with offer for 1000 gold dragons. In the interest of maintaining friendship, and a small look from Dontos you knocked 200 off, a fair 800 being the agreed upon price point. All the better to see House Rowan advertising your horses in Highgarden in the coming months, you would need to bring some with you when you visited the Reach, no doubt Benjin wouldn’t allow you to skip such an event, being it so close to his home and all.

After a few more moments of hearing war stories and Lord Mathis nearly being thrown from his saddle you finally decide to call it a night. The past few days of sleeping sitting up and hours of activity since your arrival in Steadhold having finally caught up to you. You bid the two old friends good night, and take a small detour to see Victus before going to sleep. Your son was back in his own quarters now at least, the thin slice upon his cheek being the only reminder of your cousin’s madness. The lad was dead to the world as you entered and you decide against waking him. Better to see him tomorrow after your meeting with your Council, tell him and Dontos the good news.

Shuffling through Steadhold to your room you feel oddly at peace with the world. Not everything was in place, not yet, and there was still much to be done, but as of now, things were on a good course.

Removing your clothing is a lazy affair and though you wished for a bath it seemed far too much effort, so you just plop into your bed naked and enjoy the cool summer night. In less than thirty days another would occupy this space with you every night. An enjoyable thought as you drifted off to sleep.

---

Entering the great hall alongside Gawen, who is still arguing with you over your recent horse sale, seeing a discount as an unnecessary thing given the quality of his horses. Benjin and Dontos await you, the former looking particularly antsy about this given month, shuffling through his papers. Dontos however looks to be going over reviews of your current military strength and where everyone was in relation to the others. Rafe Roper is speaking with him before noticing you and leaving off with a short nod. The former gold cloak had become a good hand, Dontos relied on him a fair bit to help with patrols in Steadhold, odd to see your Uncle so willing to work with a lowborn man. Perhaps you had rubbed off on him.

You take your seat at the head of the table and suddenly realize two people were missing, Elionwy and Mason. Both of which were typically early to your monthly meetings. You smile for a moment, assuming they get caught up in well… Yeah.

“Benjin have you seen Lady Elionwy?”

“Not of late my Lord,” the maester responds tapping his chin, “She seems of a different mind of late. I cannot say why.”

“Dontos? Mason?”

“He wasn’t in the yard this morning nephew. Assumed he was busy-”

“BRYNDEN!” Ser Victor’s voice interrupts your talk as he bursts through the doorway, Olyver and Worsh attempting to hold him back, “Get off me damn it! Brynden! Brynden! Bring the Maester! It’s Mason!”

Your eyes widen, suddenly remembering the Spider’s words, that he would put Elionwy to task to find your spy, and things start to click.

>Roll 5d6 for Cunning (No this isn’t your roll)

Rolled 1, 3, 1, 6, 4 = 15 (5d6)

>>45782616

Rolled 4, 4, 5, 1, 2 = 16 (5d6)

>>45782616

Rolled 4, 6, 1, 5, 3 = 19 (5d6)

>>45782616

Rolled 1, 5, 5, 1, 4 = 16 (5d6)

>>45782616

Rolled 4, 6, 1, 4, 3 = 18 (5d6)

>>45782616

Rolled 4, 5, 2, 3, 4 = 18 (5d6)

>>45782616
weeeeeeeelllll

>>45782655
Thanks m8.

This is Elionwy's spy roll, right? Juicy info incoming.

Rolled 3, 5, 3 = 11 (3d6)

>>45782645
>>45782648
>>45782655

Solid 19 there. So let's see Royce's roll.

If you're familiar with the Out of Strife, Prosperity supplement you should be able to figure out what's going on. And how miserably it just failed.

>>45782676
Yeah my rolls for this quest have been insane.

>>45782707
Sabotuer's? or an assassin? Cuase it doesn't seem likely they wuold try to get more spies at the moment.

>>45782707
>11
is this a good thing?

>>45782707
Good fucking god. Royce's shit falling apart over here.

So... You've had a Saboteur, who doubled as a spy. That likes to use poison. She just targeted a Wealth holding (Mason, who is your Master-of-Arms and failed miserably.) And then she tried to escape, and as you can see, failed miserably.

So this'll be good.

>>45782853
ooh goody! The only opposed cunning roll I could find in OOSP was searching for a revealed saboteur. Was worried that the initial attempt had been successful since getting caught it supposed to be automatic if the sabotage roll fails.

>>45782877
Yeah I like to do the extra roll. Because Elionwy hasn't been able to show off her 5d6 for Cunning. Smart spy she is.

Anyway, writing.

>>45782931
But who's rolling for Redfuck's influence loss?

>>45782853
>>45782931
>Trying to pull off Sabotage
>With only 3 Cunning

lolwut. At least have 4, preferably 5 before trying to pull that shit.

>>45782979
Thank god we are in good terms with The Spider
but what about Littlefinger tho?

>>45782979
>Royce
>Smart
>Cunning
>

>>45782979
Royce worked with what he had, and in doing so fucked himself six ways from Sunday. Jesus Christ Royce, you incompetent fuck.

>>45782979
Royce is not a clever man. As we've been over. It was Linden Langward's idea.

>>45782972
I am. He may or may not be in the negative rights now.

>>45783033
Kek. Guess he also shouldnt had picked some random girl

>>45783033
Oh fuck. Wait if it was Laggylads then shouldn't he lose the influence? And it'd be a nice way to fuck them even more especially if we bring it to the crown yeah?

>>45782979
I'm guessing the spy wasn't counting on another spy in our holding cooperating with us to find her. I mean, Eliowny from all apperances seems to be another stewardess

Also holy shit girl, you went after Eliowny's beau, you are straight fucked.

Girl tried to mess with our spy mistress man. Can not believe Elio is going to be pleased.

Okay, so now we have a spy and a knight to provide testimony against Royce, and are planning on going after the Princewood to pick it apart for evidence. Now, I'm not saying Royce is done for perse, but if we get that evidence in the Princewood we have a MUCH stronger case against Royce.

>>45783101
Well you know what they say
"mess with a guy's women and you got a scar but mess with a girl's man? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn"

>>45783182
She is going to give her a glasgow smile

>>45783343
So, I looked up what a glasgow smile is, and I'm a bit unsettled. These threads are gold mines for inventive ways to torture people man. Seven have mercy on anyone who has earned our true ire

>>45783541
Like Redfuck?

“Benjin, get your bag. Dontos, put Steadhold on lockdown. Meet me in Mason’s quarters. VICTOR, LET’S GO!” you snap off, pushing away from the table and dashing out leaving your rather confused council behind. Olyver and Worsh stumble to the sides as you push through, freeing Victor Haigh from their grasps and running through the castle, towards the tower where Mason and Elionwy stayed together, “Victor, tell me everything you know.”

“I went to check on Mas, he wasn’t down for drills this morning. And wasn’t in the armory like he usually is after,” Victor says sucking down air. All around you chaos has begun, the First Regiment and Household Guard are both going on full alert, “The door was opened. I thought maybe he had lost track of time. Sick or something, ya know? But I check through the crack and he’s there foaming at the mouth, the room in tatters. Sounded like someone was fighting in there. So I ran to find you. That’s all Brynden. That’s all.”

You grit your teeth and press harder, you couldn’t lose Mason. He was one of your dearest friends, not to poison. Not on this side of the bloody Narrow Sea. Coming to the stairs you take them by twos, Victor beginning to fall behind you clearly out of breath by now. You skid to a stop in front of Mason’s door, sucking down the air you can, and nearly jumping out of your skin when a crash beyond the door occurs. Just beyond you can see Mason still in a poor state, he was on his side, hacking up whatever he could, his eye’s catch on yours the usual baby blue looking like a murky puddle. The plead for you to help, not to run, he wasn’t too proud to know when he needed it. The stairs behind you are filled with the clatter of armored men, Victor’s voice can be heard over the noise, telling Benjin what he knew. Benjin would not lose Mason, if it was the same poison they used on Victus he would be able to fix it. You knew it. He had to.

You feel the bite of wildfire in the corner of your eyes and push it aside. No, not now, Royce had just tried to kill the man you could call your best friend. This would not stand, you’d kill the spy yourself if need be.

You slam the door open, and immediately have to duck when a knife is sent flying your way. You return with a stare of combined wroth and utter disbelief. Before you is Elionwy, her usually neat, form fitting dress in tatters, wielding a stiletto knife and take jabs at a woman that it takes you a moment to recognize. She wore the same garb as Lady Nera Dayne, the woman you had danced with in Dorne and during the Melee, one of Obella’s ladies, but at the moment she looked like no other woman you had ever met in your life. Her cheek was bleeding where a nasty cut that looked like a face full of table was had rather than a blade had occurred and she looked wild as she attacked your otherwise unassuming stewardess. She was wielding a fistful of knives slicing and jabbing at Elionwy who moved out of their range with a graceful ease before she struck back with her own knife, digging into the imposters armpit and twisting before pushing her off.

Victor, Dontos and Benjin finally catch up to you, all repeating your same stare of confusing, before another knife comes flying your way and you duck flipping a table up for protection and screaming at Victor and Dontos to get Mason out of here. The two Knights in partial armor rush into the room and lift your old friend up, his eyes still pleading with you but not for him, for Elionwy.

Another knife flies your way, just overhead of Mason and Victor, the latter slamming the door shut as he leaves, and Benjin falling to his knees to get to work. All that remained in the room were yourself and two women you had absolutely no idea knew how to fight. Elionwy dances away from another flurry of blows from the wild imposter, her left arm being near useless now as it bled profusely over the floor. Imposter Nera pushes one of the few good left chairs into her, and Elionwy catches it with her foot, before pushing it back and rushing her opponent. Truth be told you didn’t even know Elionwy had a weapon, let alone knew how to use one so… Ruthlessly. Her quiet nature was almost unnerving in this scenario, while her opponent screamed and grunted and yelled Elionwy responded with nothing more than swift precise movements. Her stiletto knife doing all the talking.

Imposter Nera suddenly remembers you are in the room, and incredibly unarmed. She eyes you and then takes a dash across the room. Your hand immediately goes to your chest pocket, gripping the dirk to pull it from it’s hidden sheathe but before you can Nera is on the floor, holding her face Elionwy mounted, breathing heavily, her knife pointed to her throat. Elionwy had seen her look and went after her, digging her blade into the imposter’s thigh, as she tripped and fell your now incredibly frightening stewardess had grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face first into your overturned table. You it back in shock, running a hand through your hair and coming to terms with what in the Seven Hells just happened.

Elionwy pulls the imposter up and pushes her into the chair, taking a position behind her with her knife firmly pressed against her throat. The woman is crying, her teeth a shattered mess, looking at your table you can see a canine firmly lodged in the wood. Varys wasn’t kidding when he said Elionwy would deal with this.

>Roll 4d6+1 for Intimidate

>Questions for the Spy/Saboteur?

Rolled 1, 3, 2, 2 + 1 = 9 (4d6 + 1)

>>45783626
>>45783626
>Questions for the Spy/Saboteur?
Which part of you do you want me to send to Royce?

Rolled 3, 2, 6, 5 + 1 = 17 (4d6 + 1)

>>45783626
So Langward paid you how much? Doesn't seem to be enough now does it? How much have you said?

Rolled 1, 1, 2, 6 + 1 = 11 (4d6 + 1)

>>45783626
>Questions for the Spy/Saboteur?
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Rolled 1, 6, 2, 3 + 1 = 13 (4d6 + 1)

>>45783626
"When?"
If she asks 'what?' then slap her, and repeat the question.

>>45783682
>>45783683
>>45783690

Sleepy what the actual fuck. I just can't with you anymore. Saboteur thoroughly intimidated.

>>45783712
What? Should I stop rolling so we fail every now and then? Would that be better dad?

Also I think Trivium's Villainy Thrives is a good song for Redfuck when we meet him.

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>mfw Elionwy right now

Mason is probably rock hard right now. I am too.

>>45783626
Cup her face and have a thumb hover over the laceration.
"I am about ten seconds away from giving the order to have you quartered. The only reason you are alive at this moment is because I believe you may have some knowledge of worth. If you will tell me all you know, perhaps I will stay my hand."

As Brynden talks to her, slowly dig our thumb into her wound.

>>45783864
This, but reword the first sentence.

"I am about ten seconds away from giving the order to have you quartered, and then sending your remains to Royce in a sack."

>>45783864
Shit dude
She's already intimidated.
Just give her to the guy with hook knife.
Should we call King's hand for this?

And we didnt even get to shag either of them!
>>45783626
Find out what she knows and what she has informed Langward about, what was her further plans etc etc.

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>>45783682
>>45783708
>>45783864
>>45783927
Jesus Christ you guys, that's a bit fucked
I like it

>>45783930
Whose to say that this isn't what intimidates her? Also, I'm with that anon I want to see Brynden get a bit vindictive. It's not like we'd actually quarter her

>>45783974
I think that Old Brynden will make an reappearance real soon. 1st Illiad got injured, then Victus and now Mason?
Hurt Dontos/Benjin and Old Bryden will just rear his head and fuck things up for everyone

>>45783930
I don't think she's already intimidated, I think the roll was to determine how effective our questioning was through intimidation. So any of these actions suggested could be the means in which we get her to talk

>>45783864
I'll second this. Brynden about to get scary

>>45784025
We will unleash old brynden in the princewood

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>>45783708

Success, two degrees.

>>45783682
"What part should we send back to Royce first?" you aim at Elionwy.

Your mute stewardess shrugs, having caught her breath now and lazily points at an ear, before twisting it between her talon like nails and looking back to you. The impostor howls in pain, being reduced to further tears.

"A good place to start."

>>45783683
The fake near shakes her head no, sobbing through broken teeth and what you can only imagine is a dislocated jaw. You wave at Elionwy and she presses her blade until she gets a bead of blood. The woman chokes down blood and mucus.

"Everting. Dey know everting from since I awived. Woyce knows you know what he's doin. How many mens you got. Plans for Pwincewood. He knows Samuel and Howace tawked," she breaks down into tears again. And you shake your head, your fists clenching up in anger.

>>45783708
"What?"

You roll your eye and remove your glove, and slapping the Seven Hells out of her face. She cries out in pain. But you can't see it. All vengeful wroth. While others may see red you see nothing but green, pure emerald wildfire, dripping from your eyes.

"When?"

"When what?" she sobs out and you strike her again.

"WHEN."

"I took her pwace after a month. I frew her body in the river. I am... I am Dornish. You couldn't tell... You couldn't tell..."

So roughly five months now she's been here, feeding information to Royce and Langward.

>>45783864
>>45783927

You wave Elionwy's knife off, and she slumps back, rest her head in her hands. She was just as battered, you could see the cuts all over her. Nothing deep, just a ruined dressed and some light headedness. You'd need to get her a new dress as a thank you after this. You grip her chin firmly, causing her to cry out again in pain and roughly place it at eye level with yourself, your thumb pressing into her cheek gash, slowly deliberately as you speak.

"I am about ten seconds away from giving the order to have you quartered, and then sending your remains to Royce in a sack. The only reason you are alive at this moment is because I believe you may have some knowledge of worth. If you will tell me all you know, perhaps I will stay my hand."

Tears are running down her face now, nothing but pure fear running through them now. She wishes to cry out in further pain but the grip you have on her chin is causing her to keep the scream in her throat, a whining painful voice. And you could not care less. You had rarely harmed women in the past, perhaps a handful of times, but this women. No... She did not deserve your stayed hand. As you press deeper into her cheek she cries out in more pain, your eyes burning holes into her own. She begins to shake her head rapidly, screaming out for help in a muffled tone.

"Oh you have something to say now? Something else? WHAT! SAY IT! TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU BLOODY KNOW. GIVE ME A REASON NOT TO MAKE WHAT ROYCE DID TO MY SISTER LOOK LIKE AN AFTERNOON IN BED. TELL ME YOU FUCKING MURDEROUS WHOR-"

A hand upon your shoulder presses you firmly back, Elionwy's eyes meeting you in quiet resolve. Your breath had become ragged. The impostor's eyes had rolled back and she had passed out from the pain, her hands were limp and the only thing keeping her head up was your hand. Your thumb had gone so deep into her cheek you could feel what was left of her teeth and it made a sickening sound when you pulled it out and allowed Elionwy to push you back from the brink. There was such a pain, they harmed everyone you loved. Your family, dead, Isis maimed and raped, Illiad near death trying to save his only family, Mason and Victus poisoned. You wished to inflict that pain on them. On them all. Elionwy has wrapped her arms around you, hugging you as well as she can, her blood staining your clothing as she attempts to calm you down. Your arms hand loose, the drip of fresh blood upon your thumb falling to the floor and staining the carpet. You feel the sting of wildfire in the corner of your eyes as you stare at the fake Nera. Oblivious to the eyes from the hallway now upon you. The world moves slowly as they come in, collecting her body, Benjin looking mortified by the damage done to her. Dontos instructs them to take her to the dungeon and allow Benjin to fix her up before she died. There was still much more to be learned.

Victor tells you Mason is okay, he's breathing again, the poison having barely got to him. Tough old bastard he was. He's vomiting out the better part of a day. They take Elionwy from you, her wounds needing tending to. Her eyes speak turmoil, pain as bad as your own and you're left alone. Worsh and Olyver standing guard outside the room until you are ready to leave.

---

-Four Days Later-

Mason shakes his head no when you ask if she's awake yet as he takes his place next to you at the monthly meeting. He looks pale as a ghost, well paler than he usually did at least. Elionwy is on his side, her arms wrapped around his own, a few cuts still visible on her lower arms and chest. Benjin nods your way and you attempt to get the meeting under way.

>Roll 7d6 for House Fortunes.

Alright then that got intense. I did let old Brynden slip through there. He really has been bottling it up a lot.

>>45784389
Oh man, she killed one of Obella's girls? She is going to be fucking PISSED. Jesus Christ Royce, way to not only piss off us and one of the Spider's agents, but the fucking Dornish? You silly, stupid fuck

Rolled 5, 1, 3, 5, 5, 4, 3 = 26 (7d6)

>>45784469

Rolled 6, 6, 1, 5, 2, 2, 1 = 23 (7d6)

>>45784469

>>45784415
>>45784436
jesus christ

>>45784469
Can someone pull out the house fortune table? I don't have it on this computer

>>45784469
jesus christ on a pogo stick that was intense. I love it.

Rolled 5, 2, 1, 6, 2, 1, 4 = 21 (7d6)

>>45784469

>>45784487
Blessing

>>45784513
Curse

>>45784582
Growth

>>45784483
>>45784483
Not only that, she killed a girl from the House of Dayne, granted the lower branch of Dayne, but still.
I wouldn't be surprised if the goddamn Viper make the trip just to stir shits up

>>45784487
>>45784513
>>45784582

26 is a Blessing. Go figure. 1d3 to two or 1d6 to one.

I'm assuming Power and Wealth?

Man I need to calm down after that. Brynden mad, Brynden very mad.

>>45784469
Nicely done man. That woman is not going to have a fun time.

Especially if we can use her to admit that royce was attempting to poison our household.

>>45784602
d3, Lands and Wealth for me please dad.

>>45784612
even better if we could rope laggylads into it as well.

>>45784602
1d3 to two
Power and Wealth

Lets get more soldiers and send our maester off to his dream. Least we don't have a spy to fuck shit up anymore while hes not here.

>>45784602
Power and Wealth. Lets get some troops.

>>45784602
2d3
power
wealth

>Elionwy mad
>Brynden mad

I'm scared. But I like it. Who knew Elionwy was that tough?

Oh and echoing power and wealth.

>>45784602
Power and Wealth kind sir, power and wealth.

Figured as much. That sort of month yeah?

Alright we'll do Power first, which is 1d3 plus a bonus 1d3. So... 2d3. Give me that roll lads.

Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d3)

>>45784731

>>45784742
Holy 7

Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d3)

>>45784731

Rolled 2, 2 = 4 (2d3)

>>45784731

>>45784742
>>45784786
>>45784810

Should have seen that coming. A solid +6 it is. Think about how you want to spend it.

Next up, Wealth, 1d3+1d6. We'll do the 1d3 first please.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>45784842
Why you hate all the time dad?

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>45784842

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>45784842

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>45784842
>

>>45784842
We could use some Guerrillas

>>45784863
>>45784867
>>45784897

All I know is hate. It is my life's blood.

A +3 it is. Finally the 1d6.

>>45784742
6
>>45784786
5
>>45784810
4
>>45784863
3
>>45784867
2
>>45784897
1

Hotdamn

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>45784928

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>45784928
Just checking. But you want me to stop rolling?

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>45784928

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>45784928

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>45784928

>>45784961
Can't win 'em all, I guess

>>45784940
>>45784943
>>45784951

Nah it amuses me now. I know better than to do best of three. I just do it because I want to now.

+5 to finish up.

So +6 for Power.
+8 for Wealth, another 4 for horses, -1 for this month's debt and -5 for Benjin. Grand total of 7 to use.

Suggestions, plans, ideas?

>>45784935
We need basic Infantry, we are kind of lacking it.
Maybe raise a bunch of peasant levies with any spare power we have, can we turn them into normal infantry later on?

>>45785003
Trained Infantry and Trained Guerrilas

>>45785003
Another unit of ranged and then a unit of infantry

>>45785003
Eli as Steward then pay some debt down?

I say upgrade our Arbalestors to Trained and sit on the rest for next month. Unless we get green archers.

Sit on Wealth, we need to start saving up a bit

>>45785003
we need another unit of Infantry and then a unit of pikes desu

>>45785071
We need to spend it on troops to prepare.

>>45785054
yeah, better pay a bit of debt but need that infantry tho

Pikes are useless without support, ranged units cant function on a battlefield very well without a protective line to back out to, cause they just end up spending all their time running away.

Infantry is whats required. I say Two Trained if we can get them.

Trained Infantry is 7, you only have 6 to use, unless you move around some resources.

Trained Guerrillas are +5. Don't know if you'll see much use in them beyond the Princewood however.

>>45785017
Your population is dangerous low, I wouldn't recommend it.

>>45785157
Fair enough, no peasent levies.

>>45785157
Green Infantry then dad. They can protect Steadhold while most of the rest hit the Princewood like it's a ho who owes us money.

>>45785157
move some resources, give us the trained Infantry.

>>45785157
Green Infantry then please, its only 5. Unless we can spend a touch of coin to bump it up to trainned, then save the rest of it.
We'll just have to put in some effort trainning them at a later date. Right now we need boots on the ground.

>>45785190
We have the garrison unit for that.

>>45785157
>>45785220
Green Infantry is pretty useless.

I'd spend 2 Wealth for Trained.

Alright we'll do a little vote then.

>Green Infantry (5 Power)
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)
>Trained Guerillas (5 Power)
>Other (Specify)

>>45785237
I know but I'd feel a lot better if they had some one to help them in case any "bandit" was stupid.

>>45785157
Spend the money to get us another power so we can have a unit of Trained Infantry

>>45785251
Same

>>45785268
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

We can do Influence>Power 1:1? Holy shit we should max out that conversion.

>>45785268
>>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785268
>>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)
Shit is gonna get real, real fucking fast

>>45785268
>>Other (Specify)
Save wealth, we're bidding on the Princewood remember? Accumulate as much as we can.

>>45785293
Yeah you can trade Influence, Law, and Population for Power.

Unless I've always been reading that backwards. I can never tell. I don't care much either.

I wouldn't recommend maxing it however. You need Influence for kids.

Anyway, figured this would happen. Trained Infantry it is. The Malroy Second Regiment is born. Let me update some stuff real quick. Meanwhile, any Wealth plans?

>>45785323
We are spending power and influence not wealth

>>45785323
I forgot about that. Yeah, we should save up our Wealth. It sucks that we'd have to buy back our own land, but yeah gotta bank dat money

What wealth do we have left?

>>45785363
Eli into steward?

>>45785363
use some for debt and use others to rebuild?

>>45785363
Save Wealth

>>45785368
I realize that, I was just bring it up during the power vote in case I forgot to mention it.

>>45785323
>Save wealth, we're bidding on the Princewood remember?

You what? Where did that come from? You aren't buying the land back, you fix it, it's yours.

>>45785363
Save Wealth for bidding

>>45785363
Arms and Armor is a good investment: I don't know how many units don't already have wealth upgrades. Our new infantry should at least.

No paying down debt. That's dumb: Invest it in kicking Redfuck's teeth in.

>>45785423
WORD OF THE FATHER CONFIRMS, SPEND SPEND SPEND

>>45785423
>The page runs off to a side room and you watch him return with a stack of papers, as of yet unsigned and unsealed, Lord Arryn shuffles through them before picking out a single one and holding it up and deciding on it. He passes it to you across the table, near your untouched water, where you pick it up and begin to read, “By decree of the King, Robert I Bartheon…the domain known as the Princewood is held forfeit, as the Lord Royce Redward inability to maintain order in correlation to the Law of the Seven Kingdoms and subsequent inability to prove to the court his capacity to do so, as judged by the honorable Saul Compton, Master-of-Law in service to the realm. Rife with banditry and debauchery, these lands are to be considered a danger by all of the Realm and will remain in the Crown’s possession until such time a Lord of the Realm is capable of purging the blight that so harms these lands. Lord Royce Redward is allowed a month to remove his assets from these lands before they are turned over to the Crown. House’s Chelsted and Malroy will be given privilege over others to attempt to retake these lands, within a six month period, before any Lord of the Realm is allowed to place a bid for them.
>before any Lord of the Realm is allowed to place a bid for them.
>bid for them

>>45785363
Convert six wealth into defense, and use 1 to upgrade our troops weapons.

>>45785482
Read just before that part. Father also has said in THIS thread we aren't bidding on them.

>>45785512
Right, yeah, we gotta fix that bridge up. I'm for this

>>45785482
>bid
>make an effort or attempt to achieve.

>>45785482
>House’s Chelsted and Malroy will be given privilege over others to attempt to retake these lands, within a six month period
We retake it first, its ours

>>45785512
This

>>45785482
Bid as in march an army in there to lay claim.
Not buy it. How does buying the land fix the problem?

>>45785517
I realize he said that Sleepy, I'm just pointing out why I thought we were bidding for the Princewood.

>>45785580
Gotcha. Apologies if I came across as rude.

>>45785454

As it stands now every unit from here on out will have their armor investment, because of Mason being your Master-at-Arms. So no worries on that.

Otherwise I spend auto spend 1 Wealth every month you aren't paying the debt to upgrade a unit's primary damage means.

However, spend away if you want to get a bunch of units up to speed at once.

>>45785482
I guess I could have worded that better. Bid as in throw their hat in sort of meaning, like they can attempt to retake the land once your grace period is up. To make a bid. Not place a bid.

I definitely didn't mean it that way anyway so... Yeah. No bids. Only murder.

>>45785512
You'd only get 3 Defense back if you converted. Not enough to start the bridge.

>>45785512
This

>>45785614
Spend 5 wealth to make Elionwyr a steward.

>>45785614
Yeah I know we wouldn't have enough this thread, but I figured we'd start saving on defense now and then we might have enough to fix the bridge next thread.

>>45785614
>You'd only get 3 Defense back if you converted. Not enough to start the bridge
That's fine, better to start saving now so we have enough next time for a purchase.

>>45785671
>>45785646
Don't forget the part about spending 1 wealth to better outfit our troops. Three straight months of spending money to outfit them will pay off when we march on the Princewood.

Alright we'll do some voting.

Wealth?

>Sit on it
>Stewardess (5 Wealth) probably spend 2 Wealth on upgrading Power Units
>Convert 6 Wealth to 3 Defense, Spend 1 Wealth of Upgrading Power Units
>Spend all 7 Wealth on upgrading Power Units
>Spend X Wealth on upgrading Power Units, sit on rest (Specify X)
>Other? (Specify)

>>45785734
>>Convert 6 Wealth to 3 Defense, Spend 1 Wealth of Upgrading Power Units

>>45785734
>>Stewardess (5 Wealth)
Get that House Fortune +1 bonus!

>>45785734
I am not really sure so i guess i will let others have their say in it.

>>45785734
>Stewardess (5 Wealth) probably spend 2 Wealth on upgrading Power Units

>>45785734
>>Stewardess (5 Wealth)
We need a steward , cuz we a dumb

>>45785734
Use wealth to make Benjin to an archmaester.

>>45785734
I'm torn, we've got to fix that bridge up soon because that'll take quite a while but we are also about to go take back our lands.

>>45785734
>>Spend X Wealth on upgrading Power Units, sit on rest (Specify X)
4 upgrades

>>45785734
>Stewardess (5 Wealth) probably spend 2 Wealth on upgrading Power Units

>>45785790
That's already been taken out mate.

>>45785790
That's already happening. Don't need to vote on that.

>>45785614
Weapons plz. About to march to war yo: defense holdings will take too long

>>45785734
Spend on Benjin to Archmaester then re-evaluate

>>45785734
>Convert 6 Wealth to 3 Defense, Spend 1 Wealth of Upgrading Power Units.

>>45785734
>Trained Infantry (7 Power, exchange 1 Influence for 1 Power)

>>45785820
But if we don't get started on defense holdings it will take even longer.

>>45785734
>Spend all 7 Wealth on upgrading Power Units
Ignore >>45785845 Ctrl C didn't wanna work

>>45785757
What's the advantage of making her a stewardess?

>>45785901
Flat +1 bonus to house fortune rolls. Yes not that much but helpful nonetheless.

>>45785776
>>45785789
>>45785757
what this >>45785901 anon said. Making her a stewardess won't immediately pay off and she'll need time to train. We're about to go to war guys, we can get a stewardess later

>>45785734
>>Convert 6 Wealth to 3 Defense, Spend 1 Wealth of Upgrading Power Units

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Okay then, kind of surprised by that outcome. But Stewardess it is then. Everyone cool with me allocating the 2 Wealth for upgrades as I see fit?

Base Stewardess is kind of useless, since you've already maxed out your House Fortunes Bonus, it's the upgrades that are good.

So... Yeah. We'll do that then.

Let me get a few things settled real quick.

Oh, next up. You guys have 50 EXP to spend because I'm a shitter and forgot to do this for awhile.

30 for an Ability, 10 for a Specialty. SPEND AWAY!

>>45785953
Warfare Command.

>>45785929
Yes sleepy, but we can do that when we are not going to war. Five wealth is a lot of money to spend when we could be investing in other places that will immediately pay off.

>>45785953
Destiny point!

Nah just joking. Warfare upgrade please.

>>45785929
Maybe we shouldnt do that while we are literally preparing for war?

>>45785953
>Base Stewardess is kind of useless, since you've already maxed out your House Fortunes Bonus
Sleepy your a dumb cunt.

>>45785953
1D in Warfare, save the 20 remainder

>>45785967
I will second that

>>45785967
Same

>>45785953
>Base Stewardess is kind of useless, since you've already maxed out your House Fortunes Bonus
So that was a stupid decision, you should have done a contested vote between the two, because like three people wanted Stewardess while everyone else wanted different.

>>45785953
Warfare please.
Anything spare maybe we can improve one of our weak points.

Can we improve will or such?

>>45785953
>>45785953
Can we please take back the Stewardess thing? I didn't vote for it but can someone who did change their vote?

>>45785980
Calm down
What's done is done

>>45785953
This>>45785967

>>45785953
Warfare (Strategy, Command)

>>45785999
I don't think it's really fair to make a GM save players from minor dumb decisions.

>>45785953
>Base Stewardess is kind of useless, since you've already maxed out your House Fortunes Bonus
Wait, what? That is info you could have told us beforehand man. Some of us don't have a rulebook on hand, the flat bonus was the whole reason I voted for that.

Our units are fairly well trained and easy to command: Commanding them isn't why we need Warefare, the extra orders are why and that only comes from increasing the base skill. Save the 20 for the next 30 xp expenditure.

>>45786005
Salty cuz u lost

>>45786046
Well, what's done is done. Fuck it all and we'll bounce back. But seriously, fucking Sleepy

>>45786001
Which is our weakpoint right now?
From related to the coming battle to unused ability

>>45786038
Not all of us are regular players, this isn't a table group with regular people showing up, this is information that should be on hand for people who show up otherwise new people aren't going to know what the fuck is going on and make informed decisions.

>>45785953
So what is our modifier for house fortune? I can't really tell what's what on the spreadsheet because I'm using my phone for this. If I had known that I would have suggested something else.

>>45786078
Well, probably hand to hand or just improve our swordplay. Being able to fight better is always good, and bow can wait until the next upgrade before we push that further (if we can).

>>45786069
>>45786038
>>45786012
No, fuck off with that 'what's done is done', Father should account for new people who show up and don't fully understand the rule set being presented. I hadn't known and there's no link to the rulebook in here. It's not fair to be held accountable for something we wouldn't have fucking known about

You guys are killing me.

This time I'll allow the vote over. Because, yeah it is genuinely uselessly.

But in exchange I'll take 20 EXP.

Deal?

>>45786136
Aight
Lets wait for dad
If he say we can change, then we will but if he say otherwise, so be it

>>45786136
Not this anon, but I'd like to know before voting what is going on too.

>>45786161
You salty fucks stole 20 xp and
>no deal

>>45786136
Not really no. Father has never spoon fed. That's sort of his MO

>>45786161
No deal

>>45786161
No deal, let salty anons deal with it.

Yeah it was kind of naff, but hell, its not that important.

>>45786161
I can agree with that

Both the OoSP and the ASOIAF books have been posted in the many threads before this one, if you guys didn't bother to download them why are you bitching NOW that the QM said the option that won was useless?

>>45786217
>>45786207
>>45786202
It's five wealth guys, it's pretty fucking important.

>>45786161
No deal, Father.

>>45786161
Nah.
Seconding >>45785967
>>45786087
> this isn't a table group with regular people showing up
Most players are regulars.
>this is information that should be on hand for people who show up otherwise new people aren't going to know what the fuck is going on and make informed decisions.
There's an archive for it. Read it before participating.

>>45786242
We get wealth every month, but EXP could keep our character alive by making him better.

Its more valuble, and NOT worth the trade. Take it on the chin and move on.

>>45786228
I just showed up and was following along. I voted because I thought the regulars knew what they were doing. I think -20 exp just to rectify that decision is unfair. If Dad thinks that's 'spoon feeding', then perhaps he should reconsider his QMing style. As I said, this isn't a regular group of players coming together, this is a bunch of random strangers following cues from other people.

>>45786289

I agree but Father's been feeling down about players getting mad at his attempts to make things less easymode.

Dad, we'll let it go without grumbling, but no more Archery contest moaning: we beat thousands to one odds for it.

>>45786268
>Read the archive
Or how about dad post the rulebook in his opening post so I don't have to sift through thirty+ plus threads to find pertinent info? Is that so hard to ask?