Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>405516
I roll to disarm the bomb

Rolled 31880, 282560, 774410, 481793, 48314, 476879, 844988, 70007, 530406, 496078, 935241, 688767, 889805, 826313, 682386, 264872, 733446, 458792, 606552, 392401, 845296, 805894, 653186, 505429, 999867 = 14325562 (25d999999)

>>405516

by the way, I am just continuing the trend of these threads having the story teller not OP.

{b)Feel free to hijack this at any point. JUST BE WITHIN STORY{/b}

>>405539
nice rolls m80

>>405540
We see through your thin disguise, Velo. We will wait for Trick

>>405535
>>405539
you are so fucking good at disarming bombs that even when they don't exist in Westeros you can disarm them.


>gain 1/3 a level of bomb disarming.

>>405551
Trick is Velo too

>>405539
>999867

Nice.

>>405516
Introduce the easy-to-make AK-47 and the fragmentation grenade into the free cities of Essos. What could possibly go wrong?

>>405577
+1
gud idea

>>405577
+1

A loud CAWW sounds.

You look up into the sky. Far away you can see a vulture circling slowly.

"Meme vultures? but they don't exist" lo and behold, they don't fucking exist.

This must meme that you are not in the real world of Westeros. You are in fact fucking drunk and in a mild comatose state for the night.

>meme magic has protected you from the attack of meme vultures. Until Trick comes back, these decisions only hold as much weight as the Power of the Anons.


>>405577
yeah. It should be pretty easy. Provided we make sure the Wall has lots of obsidian, we are totally safe. The Starks already know enough to to better. Even if they only have a couple more survive of the Starks, we have already had a net benefit and can be content.

>rivers captcha

anyway.

Someone else take this thread, my magic is slipping.

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I PREPARE THE WAY FOR THE ALMIGHTY TRICK

All heil the One Who Listens To Memes

>>405726
Alright you do this once only, ok?

You do it again and I let your retardation and failure to meme properly starve by the wayside while I fuck all the bitches.

You understand me, senpai?

Lol yeah ty. Fuck i am autistic.

>>405838
Acceptance is the first step. Good job bud

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You sit in Tyrion's carriage across from the dwarf, the two of you staring at each other as you awkwardly wait for him to finish serving himself wine. '

The inside smells of perfume and incense, to mask the smell of B.O. due to the lack of proper showers on the road. You can vaguely make out the shapes of the guards through the silken, curtains across the entrances to his personal coach as it rumbles along across the ground.

Despite being designed for royalty and nobility – the richest of the nobility, the ride is still quite bumpy. Yet Tyrion pours the alcohol into its cup with the mastery and precision of a man used to the minor jostlings that accompany driving over an uneven, dirt road.

“Wine?” he offers you, holding out the goblet. You decide it would be improper and disrespectful to refuse and it might taste good. You accept wordlessly.

You sniff it before drinking and are surprised at how sweet it is upon taking a sip of the red drink.

“Is this from the Arbor or the Reach?” you ask, knowing your Westerosi wines rather well.

Tyrion raises his eyebrows as he pours his own glass. Y'know, if you squint just so and look at him in the right light he . . . sorta can pass for Peter Dinklage. “You know your wines, my good bard. It's from the Reach. Have you ever been?”

“No,” you admit. But you've written a quest taking place there. You inwardly sigh, all those plot lines you had planned gone forever.

“Well, I apologize if you find my lodgings a bit cramped. This carriage was designed for a man of my . . . stature. Tell me, William Shakespeare, I've been trying to detect that accent for some time now and I can't quite place it. Your diction is odd, but you speak like a man educated. So I must ask, where are you from?” He peers at you with his mismatched eyes, calculating your . . . worth?

>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare
>From Earth. You've never heard of it.
>I can't remember.
>Something else? (write-in)

>>406247
>>I can't remember.
let's go with the amnesia card

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

>>406266

Can't remember who we are but now we can see the future, maybe he will buy it.

Stranger things have happened.

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

Regale him with MacBETH: VELO EDITION!!

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

>>406247
>I can't remember.

Chuckle, well you may find it amusing but I actually don't know. I woke up naked in a field s few months back knowing nothing but my name

>>406247
I can't remember

Does anyone else want to see if there are actually velociraptors down in Sothoryos?

>>406247
>From an exiled noble house. House Shakespeare

Fugg

By the way

http://pastebin.com/uTnPBM61 Character sheet

Pulling a Soma since I'm almost like him apparently and I want to be exactly like papa bear.

AMNESIA: THE DARK DESCENT
>>406266
>>406272
>>406308
>>406324


House Shakespeare
>>406269
>>406273
>>406276
>>406282
>>406296
>>406341


Alright, roll me 1d100 +5, best of 3. This is a bluff check. Can you fool the wittiest dwarf in existence?

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>406348

Rolled 97 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>406348
so when he ask us "where are you from?" what do we say?

Rolled 22 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>406348

>>406353
AAhh yes.
pls no nat 1

>>406348

Rolled 31 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>406348
>Can you fool the wittiest dwarf in existence?
Can't hurt to try.

>>406353
i meant to say where is your house from

>>406353
Noice

>>406353
Just remember to mention we're exiled from winterfell and town

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>406361

failed attempt to roll

Trying again to see if I got it

>>406353
>>406348

>Can you fool the wittiest dwarf in existence?

William Shakespeare vs. Tyrion Lannister

FIGHT!

Believability.

Shakespeare Wins.

House Shakespeare our origins long forgotten only an oral story remains. Mcbeth, but that is just a story my lord

Rolled 37 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>406348

Or house Shakespeare: cursed are we with amnesia, we know not our own past or future... But can can see the past and future of others. The gods do love their ironies

we could go with something like being the black sheep of our family and being looked down upon for not living to our siblings so we saw fit to leave so that we may prove our worth in our own way

>>406497

The black sheep of the exiled family? Doesn't seem like someone they would want out and about.

I'd say that once we showed we had the green dreams they poured what they could into us, giving us a skill to use on the road and teaching us our letters and numbers. They want us to be the best and thus raise the family to stature again.

Course we also suffer from memory loss as part of our green sight. We have no idea where they are anymore or what happened to us until we woke up naked in a field

while we wait
>Pale skin
like as white as snow or just needs some sun?
>blonde hair
short,long,or medium height?
>green eyes
what kind of green? I'm partial to cats eye green

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“I'm from a noble house that was exiled hundreds of years ago. We have developed a . . . different way of speaking in our years of isolation, but have always valued education. House Shakespeare,” you lie.

Tyrion looks down into his wine a moment, racking his brain. “I've never heard of a House Shakespeare,” he admits, taking a sip as he continues to study you.

“Oh, yes. We were a small Northern House. Doubt we'd be in any annals of history – especially none south of the Neck,” you force a laugh. Tyrion takes a laugh with you, hopefully it's more genuine than your own.

“Where were you exiled?” he asks, a smug smirk on his lips.

“Northwest of Bear Island.”

“Northwest of Bear . . .” Tyrion repeats the line incredulously. Eventually he leans back and eyes you like you've just let him in on some big secret. Shit.

“So you were exiled to The Frozen Shore? Would explain why you're so pale. However if that was hundreds of years ago, your family has been intermarrying with . . .”

“Wildlings,” you confirm the excuse for your lie,quicker than you probably should have. “Yes. Although we've always conducted ourselves as proper Northern houses have. Eddard Stark is still my Lord Paramount, in my eyes.”

“I wonder if his brother the Crow would think the same?” Tyrion asks with a cocked eyebrow and an equally cocky smile. “Perhaps I should inform them there's a wildling singer south of the Wall accompanying the King.”

You feel dread in the pit of your stomach until Tyrion laughs and waves it off. “Just jesting, my lord Shakespeare. To be honest, I've never held the same ire for wildlings. In the South you all seem so foreign, regardless of which side of the Wall you were born. Your . . . secret is safe with me. And why have you fled your cozy North-of-the-Wall fortress. Assuming you have a castle, after your family's exile.”

“Had,” you continue – solidifying the story. “It was raided by . . . Ice men.”

“Ice men? That some tribe of wildlings?”

“No. Men made of ice.”

Tyrion laughs and pours himself another glass of red wine. "Spare me the stories of grumpkins and snarks, please. Your lands in the Frozen Shore were raided. Then what happened?”

“All my brothers, sisters, father and mother were slaughtered. My aunts and uncles too. I fled with a few loyal men on a boat back to the North. We were wrecked upon a rock and I was the sole survivor.”

“The last, living survivor of an exiled house, slaughtered almost to extinction. Quite the tale you've spun. singer.”

You frown. “You don't believe me?” you ask.

Tyrion shrugs. “Tell me. Your House words and sigil. Now.”

Uhhhhh
House Sigil
>A Shaking Spear
>Three Witches over a cauldron
>A Man beneath a balcony
>Something else? (write-in)

House Words
>To be or Not To Be
>A Rose by Any other Name
>Sound and Fury Signifying Nothing
>Something else? (write-in)

>>406565
>>A Man beneath a balcony
>>To Be or Not To Be

>>406565
>A Man beneath a balcony
>To be or Not To Be
We have to.

>>406565
>Three Witches
They see the future, so do we.

>Sound and Fury signifying Nothing

I've a feeling even if we CAN see the future, no one will fucking listen. We'll get angry over it, and it'll happen any way.

Spear is always right.

>>406565
>A Man beneath a balcony
>To be or Not To Be

>>406565
>>A Man beneath a balcony
>To be or Not To Be
why the hell not

>>406565
>>A Man beneath a balcony
>>To be or Not To Be

>>406565
>A Man beneath a balcony
>Sound and Fury Signifying Nothing

>>406581
>>406593
>>406602
>>406603
>>406604

>Romeo and Juliet

Shit's like go-to bruh, please no.

>>406565
>A Man beneath a balcony
>A Rose by Any other Name

>>406565
>A Man consulting with a skull
>To be or Not To Be

>>406611
meh like the implications + can be interpreted different ways

>>406565
Changing my vote(>>406581) to this->>406616

>>406616
this +1

>>406565
A hand hold a skull
"To be or not to be"

>>406565
>>406616
I'll change my former vote (>>406602) to this as well.

>>406616
Velo you glorious bastard

changing to this

>>406616
changin to this

>>406616
>>406565

Voting for this.

>>406616
This.

>>406654
Velo confirmed

>>406654
The Velo Syndrome strikes again.

Writing!

>>406654
Ironic Velo-ing is still Velo-ing.

>>406654

A joke right?

>>406654
Trick.

Trick no. Not you too.

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TFW people like your write-in including

Can someone post the discord chat real quick?

>>406698
Since Trick got exposed you should be new QM :^)

>>406688
>>406678
>>406660
>>406659


Sorry I was trying to samefag but I forgot you have to do it from your phone if you want to be a different IP, lol.

In all seriousness the fact I forgot about the fucking Yorick scene as a potential option almost makes me feel stupid. It's pretty good for a House Sigil

>>406707
>https://discord.gg/ZQ5mS

>>406709
We just got over this damn it was LITERALLY yesterday!

>>406711
Don't think an apology and dubs will save you young mister! I'm telling your parents!

>>406709
I've tried QMing before and I suck at it.

>>406721

Confirmed for Velo

>>406711

Dude, for real, give it a bit before you joke about shit like this especially in the same quest

>>406745
>>406711
You're giving us PTSD already Trick, shit's not suppose to happen for a while.

>>406745
>>406758


Even if I was being serious, which in all honesty, fuck yeah I think that write in was way better than any of the options I provided.

There's a big difference between a one off vote for some anon's write-in and literally designing your quest around trying to start an industrial revolution in Westeros against your player's wishes with the rails being fully on lock.

#sorrynotsorry

#trickered

#Notyourgranddad'sVelo

>>406616
This is better

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“My house sigil is a man conversing with a skull,” you rattle off the lie without missing a beat. “Our house words are: To Be or Not To Be.”

“Odd house words. What do they mean?” Tyrion interrogates.

“Well,” you begin. “To Be or Not To Be is meant to be a question. Life, which is filled with so many pains and tortures . . . is it truly preferable to death? That's why the sigil is of a man attempting to speak with the dead, to pierce that veil and find the answer. You see, we can not know whether it is better – truly – to live in this world as opposed to the . . . dreamless sleep that is shuffling off our mortal coils. So a question to be asked whenever you are making a decision that may lead to your death –”

“Or your house's exile,” Tyrion notes perceptively.

“Correct. Perhaps . . . ask yourself: Is it better to die . . . or live a –”

“A life as a ridiculed, little monster?” Tyrion asks.

You grimace a bit. “I meant no offense my lord.”

“Of course you didn't. And I have taken none. I guess it is to be expected that you Northerners have such dreary ideas about the world. 'Winter is Coming',” he mocks before scoffing. “Personally, I choose the 'To Be' option. Despite life's hardships there is always a chance to enjoy some measure of relief. More wine?”

“Yes please,” you say and accept the bottle from him. You manage to pour yourself another glass without spilling it and staining your clothes.

“Well, Lord Shakespeare, after you're finished drinking, sing a few songs to entertain me while we travel.”

>Just play music for Lord Tyrion
>Tell him something (what?)
>Something else? (write-in)

>>406865
>Just play music for Lord Tyrion

>>406865
Tell him we see Green

But that's an extra service.

>Just play music for Lord Tyrion

Good time for some CCR?

>>406865
Play music, but leave some time to perhaps talk about something else.

>>406865
>>Just play music for Lord Tyrion
sing some songs

>>406885
I think we should keep that on the DL for a little while. We don't wanna scare off another host so soon

>>406865
>Just play music for Lord Tyrion

>>406888
>CCR?
??

>>406915
Creedence Clearwater Revival

>>406906
Despite his short stature, the Tyrion is a much braver specimen than the wily Northern Stark.

Given the right conditions, and correct timing, nothing can scare this beast.

David Attenborough is now your narrator

>>406865
>Tell him something (what?)
There's another reason my lord... Another reason for our sigil...have heard of green dreams.. They are strong in my family, my father had them, my sister....and me. I know the past and future of many people but never my own...we are grim because we know to much...

But enough sadness, let's have some music, I can tell you more later if you like

>>406915
Creedence Clearwater Revival. They're a band.

>>406865
Check out whether he shits gold

>>406865
>Just play music for Lord Tyrion
>Something else? (write-in)

During an appropriate break in the music ask if there are any "legends" he does believe in

>>406882
This. Let's play Piano Man for him

>>406926
Ooohh it ain't me
I'm no fortunate son

>>406938
Do Pianos exist in this world? I can't recall ever seeing one. Can we even play one if they do?

>>406939
Nigga no

Not YET.

Play THIS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCAFD8mMqls

As suggested by fdsfgs71 in the discord chat

>>406947
*play that one

>>406953
+1

Aight let me see

>>406882
>>406888
>>406899
>>406907

Just music.

>>406885
>>406891
>>406925
>>406932


Say something.

Shit it's a tie.

So you're playing music. No roll necessary at this juncture.

>Mention you have green dreams
>Don't mention you have green dreams

>>406865
>Just play music for Lord Tyrion
Ploughing a Troll as suggested by >>406953, let's soften him up with some humor first.

>>406970
Let's not mention the green dreams just yet.

>>406970
>Don't mention you have green dreams

>>406970
>Don't mention you have green dreams

not yet, anyway

>>406970
>Don't mention you have green dreams

>>406970
Don't mention it, yet

>>406970
Mention, but subtly. Keeping us close to a lord, especially Tyrion is a good thing.

He can't get rid of us if we can tell him how to avoid death.

>>406970
>>Don't mention you have green dreams

>>406970
>>Don't mention you have green dreams

>>406970
>Don't mention the green dreams just yet.

>>406970
Just play the damn song. He'll figure it out later after all and might even ask us of a fortune-telling.

Rolling to see if QM is dead.

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You decide to just strum some music and sing for Lord Tyrion instead of making a much graver mistake of telling him something that could very well piss the dwarf off.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCAFD8mMqls

You go with a much bawdier song that's fun to sing for the Imp. Upon quickly understanding the context, the dwarf is eventually left in stitches. He nods his head to the sound and the comedic finish of your musical tale.

“A Northerner with an actual sense of humor? Now I've seen everything,” he comments post-hilarity.

He flips you another gold dragon in appreciation, before laying back and listening, tapping his foot along to the song.

. . .

Eventually a Lannister guard in enameled armor with red trim rides up next to the entrance of your carriage. “We're approaching Winterfell, my Lord of Lannister.”

Tyrion's eyes shoot open as he rouses himself from the half-conscious nap you had lulled him into with your strumming. He jumps to his feet and bends his knees, readying himself for a royal visit and the decorum it requires as opposed to the much more relaxed posture of shooting the shit with an ex-noble, ex-wilding, smallfolk singer.

“Well I believe I will be greeting the Warden of the North soon. Eddard Stark – the ice sculpture that moves.” Tyrion chortles with the self-created nickname. You think you understand what nickname he's referencing and riffing on. Tyrion turns to regard you with his full attention. “I believe it's time for the Stark household to feast their eyes on the Imp of Casterly Rock."

His two mismatched eyes narrow as he continues. "Will, if you wish to accompany I'll allow it. Although, I believe telling Lord Stark you have violated your exile may anger him. Starks and their hard sense of justice and honor -- he may very well execute you. I doubt he'll recognize you, however. So you should be fine as long as you can muster up the cunning to lie.” He finishes his spiel sarcastically, poking fun at how Northerners are often blunt and honest unlike the Southroners who are much more prone to intrigue.

>Y-y-yeah I'll be fine
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell
>Something else? (write-in)

Well, you see... there's this thing that happened earlier...

>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell
Explain him, tell him we're a greenseer.

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell

Now is a good time to explain we're a greenseer, we saw something we could not let come to pass (namely Bran's fall, Tyion doesn't need to know the rest of it now) and when we approached with the news we were thrown out of Winterfell and Winter Town

Writing!

>>407175
>Will, if you wish to accompany I'll allow it. Although, I believe telling Lord Stark you have violated your exile may anger him.
he knows we've been exiled

>>407235
Well you lied saying your family was exiled.

He doesn't know that you -- personally -- have been exiled.

He doesn't know you're a double exile.

>>407175
>Actually we've met before. He . . . exiled me from Winterfell
Though in all fairness, if you pressure him about it, he won't want to admit anything, so we could probably get away with it.

>>407238
Just ask Tyrion not to mention the FIRST exile...

Everyone's dead, it's a touchy subject.

>>407286
Our family was always really prone to being exiled.
Enough that we've probably been struck from history at least couple of times.

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“Actually,” you begin, an embarrassed blush creeping up your cheeks. Tyrion looks at you warily. “Eddard Stark exiled me from Winterfell last time I was here, Lord Tyrion.”

His eyes go wide in shock and his head recoils. “W. . . what?! You, personally?!” Tyrion asks. You nod your head. “How?! WHY?!”

Ohhhh, how are you going to explain this? “Lord Eddard Stark did not know who I was when we met. I . . . angered him with the things I told him. They were not crimes, but they deeply disturbed him.”

“What things?” he asks incredulously.

“Lord Tyrion I can . . . see the future. And the past. Of most everyone except myself. The Northerners call them the green dreams and those who have them greenseers.”

Tyrion shakes his head, exasperated. “Not more childrens' tales.” He puts his head in his hand.

“It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. Even if I am lying or mistaken about my visions – all that matters is I told Eddard information that infuriated him. He ordered me out of his city, never to return.”

Tyrion puts his hands on his hips and thinks. “Alright. Listen. How long were you at Stark's court?”

“I spoke with him alone. Less than an hour before he commanded I leave.”

He digests that information before extending both arms towards you. “Good! That's good! It means he didn't have much time to memorize your face. Listen. You can stay in my carriage when I go out to entreat with the Stark family. Or you can disguise your appearance and go mingle with the rest of the smallfolk you're pretending to be part of." He gestures out of his carriage, wiggling his fingers.

"Or I can let you out in the town and you can stay outside Winterfell. Lord Stark will be none the wiser." Tyrion shakes his head.

"I think I honestly must commend you. You're living up to your House's Legacy you . . . ugh,” he waves away the displeasurable end to that thought

>I'll disguise myself
>I'll stay in the carriage
>I'll hop off in Winter Town
>I think it's better if I just leave Winterfell altogether
>Something else? (write-in)

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself
It's funnier.
We need a false name.

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself
"Probably shouldn't be the bard while I am here though. That just draws attention"

>>407375
agree with>>407385

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself

Double false identity

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself
We be Hamlet, that's our name.

>>407375
>I'll hop off in Winter Town

Thank you for your hospitality my lord. Besides Winter Town is where the brothels are.

(might as well go have some fun while we wait, we are mighty rich, plus brothels are not a place Lord Stark likes to think about)

>>407375
>I'll disguise myself

>>407395
>We be Hamlet, that's our name.
BEST IDEA EVER.

>>407375
>Disguise myself
>God has given me one face, and I'll make myself another.

>>407396
Normally wouldn't recommend the brothel, but that's actually a really good point - Stark wouldn't set foot in one if he could avoid it.

>>407416
>>407395
+1 btw

Alright roll me 1d100 + 5, best of 3. Disguise check.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>407454
dice gods pls

Rolled 5 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>407454
Oh, shit here goes!

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>407454

Rolled 44 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>407454

Rolled 68 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>407454
time to fail

Rolled 42 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>407454

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>407454

so are you taking correct formatting of rolls or first come?

>>407454

Question, if the disguise, once put on, is bad enough can we elect to stay in the carriage instead?

>>407482
>>407454
Please say yes.

>>407459
>>407460
>>407461
Okay, Winterfell is cursed, let's just never come back here again.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

Pay no attention to this roll.

>>407503
thats totally the detect diguises check

>>407503
>91
It was all going so well

>>407503
Either we spotted or Tyrion assisted our disguise.

>>407503
M8
>91
Hope it's good for us.

>>407503

AAAAAAAND we're dead.

>>407460
>Moustache and monocle

>>407503
why do i have a sense of trepidation? This isn't good is it?

Rolled 42 (1d100)

Pay no attention to this one either.

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>>407503
>pic related

so why did everyone think it was a good idea to go to the place we were told never to come to again or we would be killed?

>>407517
>42
That's bad or good. Shit

>>407522
Cause once Bran is saved Ned will be more willing to listen to us.

>>407503
"You know, next time you try to sneak in, you shouldn't just write "beard" on your chin.

>>407503
>They know we're the famous bard.

this is taking awhile to write "you die the end"

>Not telling the Imp that he gets to piss off the Wall
Damnit, Velo.

>Taking this long to write a bad end scene

This is going to be fucking brutal.

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“I'll disguise myself!” you declare. You pull the hood of that swanky cloak you bought over your head and stretch out your hands to display your ingenious effort. “Think this'll work?” you ask Tyrion.

He 'hmmms' in appreciation as he studies your masterful disguise, eventually shrugging. “Mayhaps. Does Lord Stark know your name?”

“I believe his brother knew and may have told him. Don't worry, I'll go by the pseudonym 'Hamlet' for as long as I am here at Winterfell.”

. . .

Tyrion paces the tiny walking space of his carriage for the rest of the journey to Winterfell. You sit, knees knocking and jittery as you start to question how wise a decision this was. Soon it is too late however as you see Tyrion's carriage pass the gate of Winterfell to enter the courtyard. The carriage stops and guards come to one end to aid Tyrion's egress. Tyrion nods his head towards the exit on the other side of his wheelhouse and you make your departure stealthily, quickly finding where the rest of the servants are flowing towards.

You join the crowd and feel smug in how no one could possibly pick you out of it. You blend in perfectly.

You listen to the murmurings of the lowborn crowd as they ogle from the sidelines – the gathering of Lord Stark and his household bowing in unison for the King and his cadre proving quite the splenderous sight. Eddard Stark – too busy greeting his King and old friend – Robert Baratheon – fails to notice you watching from the shadows.

You're giddy, viewing the scene – knowing this first part so well. The two men converse until Robert asks to be taken to the crypts. Cersei objects but is quickly silenced as her brotherlover guides her away from the bromance that is the Robert-Ned friendship.

The King and the Lord of Winterfell go off together to pay their respects to Eddard's beloved sister and the rest of the underlings are left to uncomfortably idle in the courtyard. They chat while waiting for the two important men to return.

The Lannister – well, Baratheon – family and the Stark family begin to converse. Quite amicably too, surprisingly. You've never gotten to see this 'behind the scenes' look after Ned and Robert go to the crypt. Both in the book and the show. This will be some new material for you.

You can't help but feel satsified. Of course Eddard wouldn't recognize you. He's too busy meeting the King of the country and distracted by all these nobles to even spare a glance towards a common –

here it comes

>>407738
We're getting fucking lynched.

>>407729
>Spare a glance towards a common –
Shit

>>407759
>Well what do you suggest then?

>>407759
>Well what do you suggest then?

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GAK! The arm wrap around your neck and chokes you before you can make a sound. You instinctively raise your hands up to pull it off and notice that the black cloth you grab is a soft velvet. You seem to have ended up near the back of the crowd while entranced with the glimpse before you because no one turns to stare or gasp at the murder that's occurring right behind them. You wish you could scream but you can't. A strong force drags you struggling and unable to scream away from the servants for many many meters until you're behind a great stone building. Eventually, to your relief, the arm lets go of your neck before you could fully pass out. You fall to your knees, heaving. A jovial laugh from behind emerges from your attacker's mouth.

“Hello there, friend.” Benjen Stark. Godfuckingdamnit it. You breathe hard and uncomfortably, raising your hand up to the phantom feeling of an arm still choking you. Benjen walks around to your front, his boots crunching on the gravel. A hand extends down to help you up, fingers curling to gesture that you should accept his help. “Figured some privacy might be good before you got your fool head cut off. I believe this is the second time I've saved your skin now.”

You knock his hand away and stand up on shaky legs. “Your brother didn't see me.”

Benjen looks you up and down, critically. “Wouldn't take him long. You stick out like a Brother of the Night's Watch wearing purple.”

>>407759
I guess writing "beard" on my chin didn't help matters any, huh?

>Well what do you suggest then?
>Alright I'm going
>I'll be fine, please don't tell anyone I'm here
>Something else? (write-in)

>>407759
>Well what do you suggest then?

>>407776
>Well what do you suggest then?

>>407771
>>407775

>>407776
>Well what do you suggest then?

second vote, same as the first...

>>407759
>Well what do you suggest then?

>Furthermore, what the seven hells is so important you drag me by the neck?

>>407776
>>Well what do you suggest then?

>>407771
>Well what do you suggest then?

>Furthermore, what the seven hells is so important you drag me by the neck?

just in case.

Writing!

>>407771
We should tell him that he should not let the Lannisters hear of our involvement because that bitch will kill us if she finds out.

>>407852
ThisThisThisThisThisThisThisThis

>>407852
Ding Ding, we have a winner.

>>407771
Benjen is such a badass. I know we are straight, but I'd totally go gay for him.

“Well what do you suggest?” you ask, still rubbing your neck.

“Hmmmm, well I would have suggested not coming back, but you're here so I'll go for the next best thing.”

He grabs the hood of your cloak and yanks it off your head. “Don't have your cloak up. You look like a thief or a spy trying to hide his face. A man who looks like he has something to hide is the first man you examine to see if he's hiding something.”

“I was going to go by the name of Hamlet,” you inform Benjen. He rolls his eyes.

“I never told my brother your name. He just knows you as some arsehole who claimed to know the future. Doesn't even know you decided to put on a garish outfit and call yourself a bard. Act natural, stay as far from Ned as possible and shave off that fucking hair. My brother tends to pay attention to little blonde shits more than regular shits. Alright?”

Uhhhh, you don't know if you're cool with shaving off all your hair, but you move on to something a bit more important. “Don't let the Lannisters know about my involvement. Because they will kill me.”

“Why?” Benjen asks, confusion on his face.

>Explain the incest and the push
>Don't explain. Tell him to trust you.
>Something else? (write-in)

AND
>Shave your head? (Y/N)

>>407935
>>Explain the incest and the push
>N
no way are we cutting these golden locks

>>407935
Explain the incest and the push

>Shave hair
N
Just hide the fuck away from Ned at ALL times.

>>407935
>Shave your head?
>Yes

>>407935
Tel and shave your head. Fucking don't need to draw attention to our selves.

>>407935
>Explain the incest and the push
>NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!
But I wouldn't be against trimming it.

>>407935
>Don't explain. Tell him to trust you.
>N
>There’s many a man has more hair than wit.
We aren't cheating

>>407959
I'm fine with cutting it as short as we can make it without shaving it off

>>407935
>>Explain the incest and the push
>N

>>407959
See he gets it.

But seriously stay the hell away from Ned.

>>407935
>Don't explain. Tell him to trust you.
Just save Bran by softening his fall. I will tell you afterwards
>N

>>407935
>Don't explain. Tell him to trust you
>No

>>407935
>Don't explain. Tell him to trust you.

and no shaving, if we can get away with it

>>407935
>Explain the incest and the push

Cut hair really, really short

What if Bran doesn't get crippled and doesn't become a warg?

Also, with out Bran falling and getting hurt Tyrion isn't accused of it, therefore he wouldn't be arrested and never meets Bronn.

We need to becareful with what we tamper with. Changing things will have implications and the more we change the less we know about the future.

I say let Bran get crippled.

>>407935
>Something else? (Provided that Bran does not lose his memory in the fall, you will find out.)

>>407980
Shit I miss read. Do tell him tell him all of it

>>407987
You don't need to become a cripple to become a warg.

>>407999

You dont, but that could be what triggers it to start working for Bran. With out it who knows when he would become a warg.

>>407987
>Destined to be the keeper of all knowledge
>Has to lose his legs for his destined path to actualize
While I understand where you're coming from, and understand how you can come to that conclusion, I think that it's pretty fucking stupid.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Explain Incest
>>407943
>>407946
>>407959
>>407970
>>407986

Don't explain Incest
>>407961
>>407973
>>407974
>>407980
>>407989

Currently a tie.

Flipping die.

1 - Explain

2 - Don't explain

Writing right after.

>>408006
We could tell him to call the whatshisname from the boglands if he wants to learn magic

>>408018
We'll explain after he saves Bran. Otherwise he might stop the act entirely.

>>408018
voting for explain incest :)

>>408018
just

fine. Can we at least warn him about Bran?

>>408018
>>408028
>>408030
>People still voting after its settled
Put me down under the coin-flip winner.

Don't explain

>>408032
He knows about Bran falling. Not the reasons. All he needs to do is be in the right place.

Then we have the incest couple red handed.

>>408011

You are missing the point and misapplying it to a situation that was just mentioned, not the specific topic of conversation.

The whole point is that if you change something from that point forward we will not exactly know how things are going to unfold.

Back to your example

We know that if he falls out of the window soon afterwards he gets his warg powers.

We do not know that if he doesn't fall out of the window if he will still get those powers at the same point in time he did before therefore our power to tell the future is diminished.

Maybe that better explains the point I was making.

>>408062
It does.

>>408025

Bran isn't the big ripple with changing this situation.

If Tyrion isn't accused of doing it then he never meets Bronn and it will continue from there.

We are going to lose our biggest advantage if we start changing major events.

>>408092
Why are you assuming that Jon never becoming Commander of the Night's Watch hasn't changed a lot of shit already(warning Benjen)?

>>408098

I'm sure it has. I'm just pointing out that we are going to shoot our selves in the foot if we continue to warn everyone of all the bad things that are going to happen. Some of it needs to happen the way it did for us to maintain an advantage in this cut throat world, especially if we plan on making anything of ourselves.

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Well you're certainly not shaving your head, but Benjen doesn't need to know that. He also doesn't need to know that Bran will be pushed and that it's because Cersei and Jaime will be fucking like rabbits. Telling him the truth outright might cause him to do something rash and stupid. Best if he just prepares for the event without much distraction.

“Just trust me. Alright. Are you still prepared to cushion Bran's fall from the tower?”

Benjen nods his head. “Yes I am. When is it happening, greenseer? You said the day of a hunt?”

You nod in response. “Yes. It should be in a few weeks from now.”

He claps you on the shoulder. “Alright. Together, we'll save my nephew from a crippling injury. I'll head out. Wait a few moments before leaving yourself.”

Benjen turns on his heels and exits from between the stone building and the wall where he had dragged you.

This situation was eerily similar to your first encounter with the First Ranger.

After you count a minute out yourself using the standard 'Mississippi' tactic, you exit and find that people are starting to disperse to their lodgings. Servants are carrying bundles of clothes and other necessary living accouterments into guest houses for the King, Queen and other nobles to live lavishly during their stay. Ned and Robert have already moved on as have their families. You spy Tyrion waiting patiently as his own servants begin taking the things he brought with him – a lot of wine included in that list – to wherever he is meant to be sleeping during this royal visit.

You approach Tyrion who smiles up at you, as if glad to see a stray cat return by his side.

“Well, Will. There is to be a grand feast tonight. I will be spending my time before the evening's festivities in the Stark library reading. I hear they have the only copy of 'Engines of War' by Maester Ayrmidon. Quite a fascinating tome. At least that's what I've heard from scholars across the seven kingdoms. Won't be squandering such a golden opportunity. You're welcome to accompany me.”

>Sure, go to the library and read
>Practice your musical skills
>Sneak around and find something
>Talk to someone (who)
>Something else? (write-in)

>>408159
>>Sure, go to the library and read
Maybe we are allow to play in the library a soft and relaxing song
>Practice your musical skills

>>408159
>Sure, go to the library and read
Could always go for some more knowledge, maybe even share some ideas with the Imp and see what neat things we can cook up. The little bugger is a smart crafty one after all.

>>408159
>Sure, go to the library and read

>>408159
>Practice your musical skills
I smell a random encounter. Refuse with all respect.

>>408159
>Sure, go to the library and read

Get some knowledge, and be sure to read up on some stuff, show we smart, show we can make improvements to their shit...

>>408159

To the library

>>408159
>Sure, go to the library and read

Play some instrumental music while he reads? As long as it is not distracting.

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You accept the Dwarf's invitation and follow him all the way to the decripit, old building that houses the Stark family's collection of books. As you step inside, following Maester Luwin's footsteps as he guides the Lord of Lannister to the tome in particular he wishes to read – you feel a pang of sadness. This place goes up in smoke soon, you realize.

In the novel it was just a set piece for the assassination plot on Bran's life, but seeing it here in person now makes you realize just how horrid a loss burning this place will be. Would be, perhaps. The library is old, musty and filled with scrolls and novels.

Maester Luwin speaks to Tyrion about it with pride. It may not be as vast or expansive as some religious libraries or other collections – but it is still quite a glorious, informative source of information for the Northern people.

The maester pulls out the book the Imp was looking for and hands it to him graciously. Tyrion finds a nice table with a lit candle to sit down and read, leaving you to your own devices.

>Practice your music in this location (softly)
>Read a book on a specific subject (what?)
>Talk to Maester Luwin (about what?)
>Something else? (write-in)

>>408238
>Talk to Maester Luwin

Tell him what would be really fucking cool...

What for it.

Horseless Carriages

>>408238
>>Read a book on a specific subject (what?)
Read a book on sword fighting
Or do this instant
>Practice your music in this location (softly)
If that don't work do this
>>408248

>>408238
>Read a book on a specific subject (Alchemy, fireworks specifically)

>>408238
>Read a book on a specific subject (what?)
Fighting with a dagger

>>408238
>Talk to Maester Luwin
Have you ever heard of a crazy idea involving steam? It's really neat, if you gather enough steeam into a strong container you can create a lot of pressure inside of it.

Just spread the idea, in the meantime read a book on alchemy

>>408293
Stick the pointy end on your enemy. Not a whole lot more to that.
Fighting manuals will not do you any good if you don't have a drill instructor

>>408238
>Read a book on a specific subject
alchemy

>>408238
>Talk to Maester Luwin

>>408248
>>408297
>>408309
Talk to Luwin, 'bout what?

>>408275
>>408277
>>408306
Books, namely Alchemy

>>408355
alchemy vote.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>408355

>>408248
>>408297
>>408309

Talk to Maester Luwin

>>408306
>>408275
>>408277
>>408293

Reading a book wins.

Sub category alchemy wins.

Writing. Lol

Roll me 1d100, best of 3.

This is just a learning roll to see how much alchemy knowledge you retain before the feast.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>408373

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>408373

Get some

Rolled 1 (1d001)

>>408373

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>408373
out of curiosity, what would a critfail here look like?

>>408379
us holding the book upside down

>>408376
hot damn why is velo so much batter at rolling than the character he wrote

>>408388
:^)

Rolled 1 (1d001)

>>408388
It's just 1/1 breh

Rolled 1 (1d001)

>>408378
I see what you did there

>>408379
Welcome to the bad roller club! Cake day is on Tuesday.

>>408392

Not velo

>>408402
Velo is the MC of the quest.

>>408376
Well this is really good.

Writing!

>>408402
that's something velo would say, but real Issac must have been cursed cause he never did as good as velo is now

>>391994
>>392000
Look at my rolls baby
>>392007

>>408416
I couldn't really care less you namefagging attention whore.

>>408416
Do I...do I let you join the bad roller club?

>>408418
Bro, it's okay

It's /qst/

We're all snowflakes.

>>408433
I'm not