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Many years from now, not far from home…

”While the commoners made merry,
The lords kept the shadows at bay.
The grave blue lanterns stood ready,
And heeded the words of Andrei!”

The troubadour’s voice holds on the last verse, the strings still ringing to the tune as the young freckled faced boy impetuously asks. ”But Sir Andrei weren’t really in danger was he? Them was just dreams?”

”Yes and no, little one.” The bard smiles wryly. ”For while his corporal body was safe, guarded by firm friends and allies, the magics and sorceries of the Fae could still scar the mind centuries after their casting. And had our brave knight failed to save those lost souls he encountered in his visions, his efforts may have been all for naught...”

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The Hoplite's Helm
>2 Success!

The Chosen's Gauntlets
>2 Success!

”It’s around here somewhere, I know it.” You ignore the exasperated looks of the two rangers resting on their shovels, fresh patches of earth dotted around as a sweating Mikail continues to dig with a watchful Sir dan Marc scanning the pitch black perimeter.

”I found it!” You feel giddy with relief as you hear the other half of the party return. ”A gauntlet beneath an old oak, by the river just like he said.”

”Maybe this Romaine knight is on to something after all.” One of the rangers grunts, before nearly jumping out of his boots as a shadow passes over him.

green]”Eek.”[/green] The chirp of Courageus Sky alerts you to their imposing, gargoyle-like silhouette in the moonlight. Perched above the very boulder you were looking for.

”Here!” You take one of the shovels and plant it yourself into the base of the boulder. ”I promise you Mikail, one more effort and we have it!

"Right away, m'lord!" Your panting squire's upbringing as a farmhand and labourer ironically more at use here than all your knightly training.

[1/4]

>>3803080
TU VUUULUUUURRRRRRR

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>>3803095

There is a mad rush after your final excavation, the ceremony must be attended before the new dawn concludes. Minutes of running in your armour quickly shifts from uncomfortable to outright tortuous, and you quickly fall behind the rest of the party as you near the treeline. If you plan to make the long trek north your armoured boots will most certainly be stowed away with the rest of your gear.

”Two more!” The gruff ranger shouts to a gathering of other parties in the clearing, for all the world he seems only a little out of breath. ”The Romani knight found them.”

”Well done, Thomas. And you, Romani. The forest is full of surprises, it seems.” The Order of Names Grandmaster gruff tone has softened somewhat. Although he does not address you by your rank, there is a new level of respect in the grizzled veterans expression when speaking to you. is not rest easy.
”There are a few minutes still left to us before the ceremony. Raggedy Man, get these in place.”

A man who appears far older than his years wearing a patchwork cloak and staff steps forward. Despite his obvious youth their face is gaunt and drawn in a manner that belies more than just a lack of sleep. You are careful not to touch the man’s hands as you hand the artefacts over, lest the sorcerer’s touch somehow taint you. Although Romaine scorns the services of such folk, you understand that other Duchies view using them as one such necessary evil in countering the horrific malefactions of the soul the unnatural Foe is oft capable of.

The Church does not censure such individuals where they operate with the appropriate Bishop’s licence, the shortened lifespan and difficulty in having children is measure enough of the Almighty’s displeasure at their twisting of the natural law.

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>>3803110

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E49mSho2ng – End of the Blue Lantern Vigil

”Over 800 years ago the mightiest host of mankind ever raised fought on this very ground. In their cohorts of tens-of-thousands they marched, fought, bled and died together. Some were veterans of the liberation from Cathagi, others born and bred here in Cantôn.” The Order of Names Grandmaster announces solemnly, other unsuccessful parties still trickling in to the ritual site. ”But they were all men. They all knew what challenging the wicked inhuman masters of this land meant. Their very souls would be forfeit, the heretical depravity of the Fae magics know no bounds. For 800 years we of the Order of Names have sought to avenge them, and to save them. Now, after tonight, we are that much closer to fulfilling our mission.”

Your party was not the only one to recover a relic of some sort, but it is with no small pride you note that no other party managed to recover two relics of old. The impious pride is quickly replaced by shame, they say every year it is getting harder to find the relics of lost souls. It is unfit of you to revel in their failure. On each item recovered their Raggedy Man places a twig of pure white, carved from the rare Aeltin trees. Ceremoniously, the sorcerer mutters incantations and heretical nonsense as he snaps each twig one by one. Fighting fire with fire, the hold of the Fae over these lost souls is finally broken.

An old ranger steps up to the camp and hollers ”Welcome home, brothers!”

”We’ve kept a spot by the fire for you!” A ranger nearby whoops, waving his bow at an imaginary visitor.

”Come! Kick your feet up and sit back!” Says a Fallavon knight in unmarked armour. ”Your campaign is at an end, your grateful sons rejoice at your return.”

Soon a plethora of jubilations erupt from the members of the Order and other attendants as seats are taken around the empty spots. The chatter is one-sided but otherwise warm and heartfelt, joyous cries as men welcome home the fallen ghosts of ages past. It is no wild revelry like that at Fallavon’s fields, and a vastly different approach to the cleansing of the unquiet dead that you are familiar with in Romaine. Traditionally, one regales these lost forest spirits with stories of what has passed since their victory over the Wild and how their children have prospered.

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[4/4]

>You have stood the Blue Lantern Vigil at Motte-Fallavon
>You are now halfway through your pilgrimage, with the site of Cain's Exile in Pascae and the birthplace of the faith in Nova Cathagi

It is… odd. Telling a pair of gauntlets all they’ve missed out on over the years. You feel foolish at first, but gradually as the first light blossoms you notice a few oddities. A brush by your shoulder, with no one there behind you. A laugh in the hubbub that carries a tinge of an accent with it. When you look down you could swear that the spoon in the bowl had shifted at some point, and the cup of ale next to it is only half-full.

You find yourself talking about House Sinclair, and for some Almighty unknown reason you can’t stop. Everything you know about them, their history and descendants and even tidbits of information you were sure you had forgotten. Later you cannot for all the world recall whether you truly heard the whispers or if they were some half-remembered recollection from your visions.

”Είναι kαλό να αkούω ότι τα παιδιά του αδελφού μου το kάνουν τόσο kαλά. Σας ευχαριστώ, συνάδελφο. Ήταν τιμή να παλέψω δίπλα σας.” At first you took it for the wind, but the sound of a faint voice is unmistakable. Strong, and proud. The warrior from the dream.

”Μήπως στρέφονταν πραγματιkά αυτό το στάβλο σε μια ταβέρνα... Another, younger and with a bemused chuckle. The scout. ”Χαίρομαι που δεν ήταν όλα για τίποτα. Υποθέτω ότι θα έπρεπε να πηγαίνουμε τώρα. Ευχαριστώ φίλε.”

As the sun rises over the forest hills similar scenes are repeated with the other relics. A great sigh, as if the spirit world was breathing out in relief, and then peace. It is profoundly spiritual moment for you, and a great achievement for the Order of Names.

You are snapped out of your reverie by the slap of the Grandmaster’s hand on your shoulder, and the knowing smile of their Raggedy Man as you are promised any one of the unique rewards the Order can offer.
----------------------------------------------------

>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>The grant of a Ranger Licence after a week or so of tutelage under the most grizzled of the Order’s veterans. Highly coveted by hunters and foresters of all sorts, free of charge for you. [Hearty]

>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803104
YE BOI

I'm going to keep this daily update going, but may have to arrange for specific times if you guys end up getting into combat. This is undoubtedly the riskiest leg of your journey so far, so I doubt you'll avoid ALL the dangers of the Fallavon woods without a combat roll or fifty.

>>3803132
Yo Yo. Welcome back!


>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]
Friends in low places

>>3803128
>>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

If we are going to all the way to Cathagi we should see about picking some of the language.

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

Considering we are about to trek into the unknown a map would be immensely helpful. The less we have to rely on our re-rolls the better. This could take us from serious peril to simply constant danger and with our re-rolls on top we might actually make it out ok and without losing any companions

>>3803132
Welcome back muh knigga, I've been looking forward to this all month

>>3803128
For those that can't read Greek
It is good to hear that my brother's children are doing so well. Thank you, comrade. It was an honor to fight alongside you
Did this shop really turn into a tavern?
I'm glad it wasn't all for nothing. I suppose we should go now. Thanks friend

>>3803192
When I put it through google translate, that last part came out as "thanks dude" which I thought was fucking hilarious

>>3803195
Ha. Fucking Google

>>3803132
Hello Forgotten. How did that job interview go?

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

Either of them are fine.

>>3803140
>>3803164
Cheers fellas, good to be back.

>>3803215
>How did that job interview go?
No luck this time, but I accounted myself well and have already applied for two more openings elsewhere in the country. I will get my dream job sooner or later!

>>3803236
>No luck this time
That's a shame.

>I accounted myself well and have already applied for two more openings elsewhere in the country. I will get my dream job sooner or later!
I wish you good luck then!

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

Welcome back forgotten. You’ve been missed.

Ranger license is great but in the end is something we can purchase. This is directly of interest to us for our mission so will improve our chances.

I really really want the pin but i think the interests of our survival in this mission is far more important.

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]
Pin would honestly be better in the long term but honestly given how risky going after our brother is shaping up to be making sure we survive is more important.

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128

>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

The charts are nice, but I feel we have enough pathfinder with our guide and hawk. Things will get more intriguey later and the more friends we have the better.

>>3803132
Are there any complex instructions we can give to the Griffinhawk? Can we have him scout large distances ahead of us in the forest to alert us of possible dangers ?

>>3803128
>>3803128
>The grant of a Ranger Licence after a week or so of tutelage under the most grizzled of the Order’s veterans. Highly coveted by hunters and foresters of all sorts, free of charge for you. [Hearty]

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128

>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

Awe sheet, back at it again with Knights and Valours.

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>>The grant of a Ranger Licence after a week or so of tutelage under the most grizzled of the Order’s veterans. Highly coveted by hunters and foresters of all sorts, free of charge for you. [Hearty]

>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803528
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

IDEALIST option is definitely better in a long game. BUT WE NEED TO SURVIVE THE FOREST!!!
So I will change

>>3803128
>>3803215
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

Changing to just haughty.

>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

Definitely this. Helps us locate our brother and survive here.

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

I'd love to see more of the world, like what lies at the south of Cathagi and the west of Langland.

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]
good to see this quest up and running again!

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>A pin carved from Aeltin bark and real silver, a circlet with a gauntlet grasping an arrow within. This easily recognizable totem marks you as a friend of the Order of Names to all its members. [Idealist]

>>3803128
>>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

Practicality wins out imo

>>3803128
>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

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>Access to the Order’s exclusive Cartography Archives. The Order has spent many years mapping the untamed lands, their collective knowledge of what awaits out there could be invaluable. [Haughty]

For now though, a night bereft of sleep is beginning to take its toll and you resolve to take advantage of their offer after some rest. From the shambolic appearance of the Festival grounds, it appears you are far from the only one. Bleary eyed watchmen of House Fallavon and a few other knights step aside as your party returns from the treeline. From there the aftermath of last night’s revelries only mount exponentially, you are barely able to avoid stepping on the passed out body of some merrymaker or other on the way back to your lodging. At one point you are forced to swerve out of the pathway of a revellers violent ejections, the viscera and detritus of the festival as confronting as any battlefield.

In the spirit of merciless capitalism and defiance of all good sense, some stalls are still hawking their good with voices akin to steel on a whetstone. If their shrill cries are annoying to yourself they must be an unbearable addition to the self-inflicted miseries festival-goers. And yet still, there is steady trickle of half-conscious buyers. Many are stumbling in line for ‘hangover cures’ or, appallingly, more samples of the Dog-That-Bit-Them.

With almost everything squared away, and absolutely no inclination to step outside into that awful aftermath of wild overnight revelry, there is little else to do but rest up as best you can before the start of your journey in the morning.

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>>3805460

Having refreshed yourself as best you can with a midday nap, you leave Sir dan Marc in charge of ensuring all the necessities are squared away and make your way to the Motte-Fallavon Abbey.

The ranks of the Order of Names, being drawn extensively from lowborn commoners, is not comprised of the most literate members of society. It is little surprise then that they have left the care of their collective knowledge in the learned (and somewhat ink-stained) hands of the Brothers at the Abbey just south of the fortification. You are met at the gates by none other than the Raggedy Man and a Brother of the Abbey, apparently they had been expecting you.

”Hail Brother.” You make the sign of the faith, clenched fist upon open wrist, but falter at the sorcerer’s outstretched hand.

”Excepting to burst into flames?” The Brother remarks wry as politeness takes precedence over good sense and you shake the magic-user’s hand. It is his Order’s archives you’re using after all. To your ill-masked relief, you do not feel your lifeforce leeching away at his touch.

”I’ll admit I was tempted to give you a scare, Sir Andrei. But if I had, doubtless you’d be quick to depart my head from my shoulders.” You stare at the wasting younger man with wide eyes. You had been thinking the exact same thing.

”Maybe just a little zap, then. No?” Brother Caiphas, for that is whom the portly young man introduces himself as, explains that despite the valiant efforts of the Brothers to catalogue, reprint and in some cases outright decipher the scrawling of plucky Order of Names frontiersmen; the records remain in some deal of disorder. As you enter the library, thrice the size of Father’s own chambers, you’re struck by the sheer volume of accumulated knowledge. Everything from first hand accounts with Apex Wyverns in breeding season to indexes of disused game trails and recorded rainfalls appears to have been recorded, logged and promptly left to collect dust in this room.

Helpfully, Brother Caiphas has set aside a few summary readings and excerpts from the more reliable accounts for you at a well-lit desk. Less helpfully, the collective amount of these tomes and scrolls of parchment still weigh about as much as Hannibal’s saddle.

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>>3805463

> Order of Names Cartography Archives: GAIN ONE (1) Pathfinder Save for tests in the Fallavon Woodlands
>Instead of electing to re-roll, you may decide to auto-pass the roll. This ability can only be used ONCE, and CAN override crit-fails or double-fails. Use is at the discretion of the initial roller and cannot be used on re-rolls.
>In addition, you have some rudimentary knowledge of some of the beasts and anomalies you may encounter.

Your plotted path is clear initially, you must make your way North and ford the Abhain River, possibly some of its tributaries as well depending on where you cross. Several possible ford sites are marked, but many are dated and some of the fresher ones have a warning rune drawn nearby that translates simply to ‘River Stone’. From there, the route only grows less certain. The rocky Crags to the northwest boast a commanding view of the surrounds, but the notes warn of territorial Wyverns. To the central north there are several ruins and unlawful settlements, some confirmed and destroyed by the order and others only suspected or guessed at; ancient abandoned forts, bandit camps, illegal settlements and one long-lasting Norsikaan trading outpost on the far shores. There is no Brother’s Law here, monsters roam free and a man’s life is measured in days rather than years. The region slightly east and further north of that is entirely unmapped aside from the most obvious features, First Ranger Boris dan Garmet wrote down some twenty years ago that these glades likely mark the very heart of the Fae holdouts. Although there are second-hand accounts of non-Order members returning alive, venturing this way has spelt death for everyone in the Order of Names who has tried. You doubt your mission will be as easy as making it north of the Abhain, but at least you will have time to dwell on where to turn after that.

You had expected yourself to be falling half-asleep within the hour, as did often did in your tutoring much to the amusement of your sisters. But the excerpts of encounters with monsters and skirmishes with the woodland denizens have you rapt. Unlike many humans on the frontier the Cain-aligned Order of Names has viewed themselves as in a constant state of war, indeed the Order has been singlehandedly persecuted both the Foe and those who deal with them ferociously, even when the law of land technically permits such interactions. A critic, were you so inclined, might hold the opinion that their presence has been destabilising for the region.

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>>3805470

[4/4]

Soon the light of your last day at Motte-Fallavon begins to fade, and there remain scores of tomes and scattered parchment at your desk. You could spend a week in here and glean but a portion of the Order’s hard-fought knowledge. And another month before you even scratched the surface of what they’ve gleaned from the Deepwood and places foreign even to foreigners.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805472
>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805472
>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805472
>>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805519
This may very well be a thing that saves us from falling into a Wryvern nest or a Bandits hideout and a dark death in the middle of nowhere

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>>3805472

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

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>>3805525

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>>3805525
oh we posting our new images already?

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

I feel that a last meeting is needed.

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>>3805553
Shit I'll get in on that

>>3805557
Thats fucking hilarious

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805557
the trump method

>>3805472
>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

Gentlemen, I have a suggestion for a couple of letters to be sent home before we depart in the morn. Our parents know our brother is in some shit and that we on his trail. I believe a last resort 'if-you-are-reading-this' letter would not be a mistake. However we also know the road back home is not safe and any correspondence from us might be intercepted which means we need a trusted courier.

Of our companions, the one most trustworthy who is not entering the forest with us would of course be Sir Rabe. Happily, we also know he intends to go to the next major joust back in our homelands. However telling him of this mission would immediately lead to him charging into the forest with us, exposing his family to the possible backlash.

I thus suggest writing a letter to Sir Rabe, explaining how and why we did what we planned and why getting this letter to our family is so important. However he cannot know of its true intentions while he is in a position to turn back. Thus I suggest that this external letter be entrusted to Lady Rabe, with a heartfelt request that it only be mentioned and given to him upon return to their home.

This should ensure that a final letter to our family should we fall in the forest reach our parents by a trusted courier without interference.

>>3805470
>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805699
How about we send a code message they can decipher just like they did?

>>3805699
Also tell them to burn the message as soon as they're done reading it.

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty

Come guys we gota show off our new member and itl let us send her tweets, if your into banging her.

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805742
Most certainly does not work that way. It can recognise lands its gone to. Not scour a region for a particular person.

>>3805732
Well, yes that will be part of the actual letter we send to them. But this roundabout method is to make sure the courier does not get waylayed by highwaymen.

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805472
>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3805472
>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]
I'd rather prepare as much as possible, since its not even guaranteed that we'll make it out alive, much less find our brother.

>>3805699
Haven't we already sent our family a coded message like 2 threads ago? I could also see Rabe saying "damn it all" and riding into the wilderness to find us once he reads it anyway. I think he should either be fully in or fully our and we've already voted to keep him out of it (as much as I would have liked to have him join us)

>>3805742
I'd rather take every measure we can to ensure we don't die chasing our brother. We can romance her later, a bit of extra study could be what saves us

>>3805755
Umm its pretty good at finding people which is y the armys of old used them so much.
And i dont think she would be movieing that far normaly noble girls stay at the castle most of the time so shpuldnt be that hard for him.

>>3805788
But what is qust with out romance must always court the lady as she is ladyhawk

>>3805825
>But what is qust with out romance

Honestly? Ideal

>>3805822
It wont be able to find her castle unless we take it there first. She'll be leaving for home soon so we wont be able to send messages back and forth like that.

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805472

>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805831
Oh yer right woops,...
Still i wana shoe it to her.

>>3805996
>Still i wana shoe it to her.
What does this even mean?>

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

The higher the courtship, the stronger the favor. Her courtship gives bonuses to tracking and hunting which we need.

>>3805831
Got to ask her permission to write her letters.

>>3805831
Could we give her bird and then make it come back to us?

>>3806103
How is it going to find us randomly out in the middle of the wilderness? I mean I'm not Forgotten so I can't say one way or the other, but I don't think that's how this works mechanically

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805506
You know what, I'm gonna change my vote to
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

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>>3806001
Gota see if the shoe fitts my good sir.

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty

>>3805472
>>3805719
You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

Changing

>>3805742
>>3806278
Samefag

>>3806322
>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

Forgot to greentext

>>3806322
Oh no my evil deed has been find out., though there are alot of votes happening, dont think im thr only one.

>>3806403
Kill yourself faggot

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>>3806403
You piece of human detritus. If I have to call a recast and delay the next update by a day I will.

>>3806403
You honorless son of a whore! No better than a copper clipper

>>3806403
Knave, blackguard, and son of a whore detected

>>3806562
Blackgurd for life, lest me muma got piad to get fucked in the butt.

>>3806593
Your mother electing to choose buggery would have spared us all the current predicament.

>>3806610
If onyl then i wouldnt have to deal with bills.

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Fantastic images from the other lads, btw. All saved.

>>3806709
>1 post ID

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>>3806709
It's entirely too early in the thread for this faggotry

>>3806741
Phone posting changes my ids soo im still thr same fagot samefaged befor.

>>3805472
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]
You guys know Forgotten is going to make her suffer if Ser Andrei dies in the wilds.

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3806856
His going to make her suffer with our shity courting rolls

>>3805472
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3806403
Thanks for proving the point that the 24h voting period just incentives multi id voting

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RECAST VOTE

1 post IDs not allowed unless linking to a previous vote in this thread.

ID’s excluded from this vote
>JSvSIqJa
If there is any evidence of you making further attempts to samefag with this or another ID I will ignore all your votes and rolls for the rest of the thread. Sic Semper Samefaggus.

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> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3807053
> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3807053

You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3803275
>>3805923
In case my ID changed

>>3807053
> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807063
>>3805508
Me

>>3807053
>>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

God, samefags are honestly worse than furries.

>>3807053
>> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>>You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053

> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3806947
This is me because I'm travelling

>>3807053
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]
All samefags must hang

> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3807053
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

just posting for future votes

>>3807053
> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3805732
>>3805735
This is me if my ID changed for future polls.

>>3807053
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3805740
>>3803303
Me

>>3807053
>You spend the evening in contemplative prayer at the Knights Comitas chapel. It is… difficult to reconcile the will of the Almighty with the lost souls of his loyal followers. [Idealist]

>>3805710
This is me

>>3807053
>You steal away in the night to visit the Maid Sinclair before she leaves for her family’s lands. Doubtless your fair Lady will be fascinated by Courageous Sky. [Hearty]

>>3807053
> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>>3807053
>> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

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> You call for candlelight and continue to pour over the maps and records at the Order of Names lodge, a mixture of cementing the local details in your mind and curiosity of the reports from far-off lands. [Haughty]

>You are now more familiar with Fallavon Woodlands Terrain, 3 Success in Pathfinder tests will make future tests easier or award some other unexpected boon.

Having done as best you can to recreate a makeshift map and recite the most essential pieces of information regarding your expedition, an uncharacteristic academic curiosity keeps you glued to your desk as you read an eclectic leftover of firsthand accounts from Rangers as far afield as the Watelands, Tempest Isles and Everwarm Waters.

According to reports from the Wastelands already 2 years old, another ‘Prime Serpent’ is quashing rival broods and threatening established settlements. Little wonder that Tracker Jean was reluctant to make the full trek to Freetown. The author’s concern that this new Prime could threaten the Törwatcher Gates is absurd of course, no Törwatcher has ever fallen to an outside force in history of the continent. But it’s not impossible that this Prime Serpent would threaten trade in the area and make some attempt of a siege.

There are several rumors of Black Sails sighted to the west and closer each year, the very mention of which appears to terrify seasoned sailors of Langland beyond the usual brand of pirate. The Order of Names has only collected second hand accounts from friends in the Order of the Trident and Given that all interviewees claim no one who sees a Black Sail lives to tell the tale, both you and the author are understandably critical of their veracity.

Finally you come across a deteriorating report, decades old and apparently copied from an even older original. That would put it… well at least as far back as the [-] Crusades. The excerpts list no location other than it took place on the road from somewhere south and east of Cathagi and the Deepwood.

”We came across another Son of Sin, this time we were not taken by surprise and challenged him on the road. Of our remaining party of eight, including three anointed knights, only I survive to report this. He, or rather IT, said the same thing over again as butchered us. ‘I AM AGONY’.

-Sir Paul Rayan of the Order of Chains”
Order of Chains? You’ve never heard of such an organisation. Curious, you flip through a further page before…

*SLAM*

[1/2]

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>>3807401

[2/2]

”Oh my, dreadfully sorry.” Brother Caiphas smiles nervously at the new deposit of large tomes plopped on your desk. He politely, but firmly, collects the material that recently had your attention. ”My apologies, I don’t know how that irrelevant stuff got mixed in here. Please, pay it no heed.”

You dourly watch the retreating monk before switching your glare to the new set of tomes and the dwindling light of your candle. You cannot for the life of you scan one more map of suspected illegal forestry sites or read one more report on the seasonal migration of Cantônian swallows. The hour is late, you had best get some rest before tomorrow. You have a long and evidently dangerous journey ahead of you tomorrow.

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> Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807401
*at least as far back as the Crusades Adamant curse this lack of proof-reading

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>> Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

>> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

The order of Chains may pertain to the larger things happening in canton including that of our brothers Affair in Favallon so its something we should look into.

on the other hand Prayer or seeing Sinclair is likely to ease our minds regarding the Perilous adventure to come.

either will satisfy me and almighty damn you forgotten for the plot hooks

>>3807401
> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807419
>You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

GO TO SLEEP!

>>3807065
>>3807490
Me

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

I believe our oniichan is quite involved in this

son of sin sounds really cool tho

>>3807490
Ima change my vote
> Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

Idk if important but we wont be eble to find anything about them in near future so might as well use that

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807419
>> Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

>>3807419

>You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair

>>3807401
> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair)

>>3807419
> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807419
>> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]
Heem sleepy.

>>3808415
Also, we've already got one negative status to deal with:
>Shaken by Visions: Although you do not experience visions with the same clarity as you did just now, for some days the trauma of experiencing your forefathers demise firsthand leaves you with troubled dreams. Gain Tired (-5DC) trait in the next combat encounter.
Would staying up later compound it?

>>3807419
>You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]
We must sleep, the rest will come

>>3808422
I'm willing to bet it will if we choose to stay up late. Same thing with our horse getting tired for the joust because we never give it a break

>>3807419
> Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]
This seems important. We can keep our mouth shut if need be.

>>3807419
>You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

>>3807419
Acreage post for later votes.

> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

We can look elsewhere into this, when we don't have a monk prying over our shoulder.

>>3807419
>> You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

>>3808796
maid sinclair that pathfinding bonus is worth the exhaustion for one day

>>3807419
>Push Brother Caiphas to divulge information on the Order of Chains. He was curiously quick to sequester those parchments and, given you have been awarded access to these annals by the Order of Names, you have every right to continue reading them. [Haughty]

This sounds cool as

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Taking into account changed votes, it looks like there’s a split between staying up and going to bed now.

Putting it down to a roll. First roll under DC 50 gets their pick.

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>You already know sleep won't come easily, but more reading holds little appeal. You spend some time with doing one of the other activities you forwent earlier (Maid Sinclair or Evening Prayer). [Hearty]

> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>3809219
>> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]

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>>3809223
My knigga

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>timeskip to the start of the expedition

Hope ya’ll kniggas ready for this.

>>3809248
>implying we'd ever be ready

>>3809248
I'm expecting BAD ENDS.

Hope theres a chance for goodbyes.

>>3809248
Of course this is hypothetical but if things do go south we shouldn't be afraid to call it quits if we can. Better than ending up like Gabriel all over again.

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>>3809248
BAD END CONFIRMED

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>>3809256
Don't worry anon, we are too big to fail, Forgotten would never let us die, no sir, no how

>>3809256
Nonsense their is no glory without the risk of danger!

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>>3809258

>>3809258
>>3809276
Requires enron sized bailout.

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> You leave it be. The hour is late, if you get some rest now you should start tomorrow merely tired rather than already exhausted. Besides, it's impolite to argue with a man of the cloth. [Idealist]
You avoid your negative Tired -5DC modifier deteriorating to Exhausted -10DC. It should wear off entirely in several days, assuming you rest up each night at camp.

Wenegan, 14th Day of Ovrimun, 883 A.C.E. – Mid-morning

”Easy my friend, easy.” You stroke Hannibal’s mane reassuringly, his agitation possibly due to somehow knowing you’ll be away for a while. ”You will take good care of him?”

Brother Marcel nods solemnly, the Knights Comitas will ensure your steeds and non-essential belongings are looked after.

”We should make haste while the light is good, m’lord.” Craig of Lowgrove mutters meekly behind you.

”Very well then. Brother Marcel we shall see you no more than a month from now, Almighty willing.” The holy knight makes the sign of the faith in agreement, you will need all the blessings you can get.

You have purposefully kept your departure discrete, even the pilgrims know nothing of which direction you are setting out in. Brother Marcel alone is the sole witness to your party slipping into the treeline.

[1/3]

>>3809289
>You avoid your negative Tired -5DC modifier deteriorating to Exhausted -10DC. It should wear off entirely in several days, assuming you rest up each night at camp.

Fucking knew it

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>>3809289

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PBo83bPyOE – Into the Woods Theme

If you had thought that Fallavon was fertile along the King’s Highway, the terrain but a few hours further north is fecund beyond belief. There are no roads here, Craig of Lowgrove leads you along winding game trails that seem barely established against the encroaching vegetation. There is no evidence of the Man’s influence here. You could be miles from any civilisation or but a stone’s throw away from a secluded hamlet, such is the density of foliage. Your entire world is restricted to the woodlands metres from you and the sparse breaks of sky between the overhanging branches.

Unlike like your previously travels along established roads, you and your companions feel little inclination to betray your presence with loud banter or ribald songs. The silence is filled by the sounds of wildlife about their daily business, some obvious in their source and others eerily unidentifiable. An oblivious frog of startlingly green complexion ribbits nonchalantly as you pass by his murky pond, later the ominous snap of a twig and sudden screech of alarm sends your entire party grasping for their weapons. A deer no doubt, or something similar, though you find nothing by the source. You try not to dwell on what might kill such a beast so close to your position and give no evidence of its passing. A creature more at home here than you will ever be, that much is certain.

Such is the density of thickets that Even Courageous Sky has difficulty with open flight except when he breaks through the brackets into open air above the treeline. You don’t have to worry about feeding them though, before your very eyes the Griffinhawk pounces from a high branch onto an unsuspecting rabbit. The kill is swift and achieved with consummated ease, their bloody beak turning to you and issuing an unnecessarily aggressive chirp. You had no intention of claiming that kill by any means. This scene is repeated often on the unfortunately mismatched woodland critters, but eventually even your lethal bird of prey grows bored with the easy of locating quarry and settles for intermittent hunts at their own discretion.

[2/3]

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>>3809292

[3/3]

As with all ever-present dangers, eventually your watchful guard turns tedious. Eventually the spell of foreboding dread breaks and, while no one is inclined to break into song and dance in these gloomy glades, you engage in hushed conversation with your companions as you each keep one eye on the treeline. The terrors of the unknown forest seem less intense when distracted by Craig’s subdued grumbling about the quality of a loose tack on his gear, listening to Sir dan Marc’s comments about which Lord’s stale claim rests over this land and correcting Mikail’s questions on which order drinks and food are served at the table.

It takes several days to reach the Abhain River. During that time over campfires and respites along the way you frequently find yourself speaking casually with one of your companions and finding out more about…

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> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

> Mikail of Andryski. The boy is still smarting from his faux-pas at Lord Duncan’s feast, but not all your talk is directed as improving his courtly manners and you learn more about your young squire’s past. [Idealist]

>>3809293
>> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

>>3809293
This is a hard decision. Also fuck me Forgotten that is some mood setting music mate, spoopy as fuck, really set up the scene

> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

I feel at some point we really need to sit down and get to know our sworn man though

>>3809293
>Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809293
>> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]
Let's see if we can get some death's door protections

>>3809293
>> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]
seems like he would have a very interesting past

>>3809293
>> Mikail of Andryski. The boy is still smarting from his faux-pas at Lord Duncan’s feast, but not all your talk is directed as improving his courtly manners and you learn more about your young squire’s past. [Idealist]

It's good to know our faithful squire better.

>>3809293
>> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809293
>Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809293
>> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809293
> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]
Also, your music choices are always on point, I appreciate the effort you put into the minor details.

>>3809293
>Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809293
>Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

My apologies for the tardy response.

>>3803279
Yes, though I consider this accounted for in the tracking roll. Given your unique Sinclair Favour, Courageous Sky actually can single out imprinted individuals within reason, eg within a certain area (dependant on rolls).

>>3805699
I will assume something of this nature is left in the care of Brother Marcel, to be delivered to your family should you fail to return.

>>3809293
>> Mikail of Andryski. The boy is still smarting from his faux-pas at Lord Duncan’s feast, but not all your talk is directed as improving his courtly manners and you learn more about your young squire’s past. [Idealist]

>>3809293

> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3808755
This is me.>>3809293
> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

>>3809293
> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

With us relying on this person with tracking I for one would like to get some measure of the man.

>>3809293
>> Craig of Lowgrove. You know next to nothing about your guide other than he recently joined Father Towbray’s entourage. The lowest in social standing present, you nonetheless make an effort to learn more about the man. [Hearty]

>>3809293
>Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

>>3809481
Thanks for the response.

>>3803279
This is me btw

>>3809293
>> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

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> Your Sworn Man, Sir Neil dan Marc. Although not from the same noble peerage stock as yourself, he is the closest in rank to yourself and the only one you can speak to as something approaching an equal. [Haughty]

Persuade Roll

> Higher Social Standing / Reasonable Intention 70DC
> Wealth Status (3) +0DC
> Fashionable Attire +0 Re-Roll (not courtly setting)
> 70DC

0 = You come across as overbearing and authoritarian, treating the man more like a servant than a retainer. -10DC to future attempts to foster loyalty.
1 = Despite your best efforts you are unable to bridge the gap between lord and peer. Sir dan Marc’s loyalty status remains UNTESTED.
2 = You and your sworn man eventually find common ground. ‘Friends’ would be stretching the term, but Sir dan Marc is content with his decision to offer his fealty. Loyalty status upgraded to COMRADE.
3 = You have a knack for putting your fellow man at ease, he’s comfortable enough in your presence to speak openly about his aspirations. Loyalty status upgraded to COMRADE. LOYAL status prerequisite revealed.

3 rolls of 1d100, kniggas.

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>3811404

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>3811404

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>3811404

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>3811404

>>3811406
Shit, oh well 2 out of 3 aint bad in this situation

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>>3811405
>>3811406
>>3811407

>2 Success
>Companion COMRADE status: +15DC 30AV, 100% Death's Door – 1 per day

Fenegan, 16th Day of Ovrimun, 883 A.C.E. – Mid-morning

Adjusting a loose strap on their backplate. A shared flask over the campsite. A conversation about the tournament. It is little steps like this that gradually close the distance between you and Sir Neil dan Marc and forms the basis for some real talk.

At first the man only responds in short, respectful sentences to your gestures. ‘Yes, sire. No, sire. Three bags of wool, sire.’ It was much the same with the men under Father’s command, only a select few of his subordinates were free to speak candidly. The inner circle, his chosen men. Most were knights but a few commoners like Mikail’s father Berrick could boast holding the Lord Andrei’s respect. Doubtless you’ll not achieve with Sir dan Marc in a few days what took years of campaigns and service for your Father. But you do make some headway.
”My father? He was farmer by trade, sire. Not that the War of Borders left much room for farming. He spent more years in the late Lord Fallavon’s musters than he did at the harvests.”

”Is that how he came to be knighted?” You ask encouragingly. Outside of the Roiguard, ascension to the ranks of nobility can only be granted by the King or his Dukes. ”Some noble act of valour in the line of duty?”

”You have the right of it, sire.” Sir dan Marc beams with pride. “When the Norsikaans laid siege to Motte-Fallavon he was part of a sortie to relieve the surrounded young Marquis Fallavon at the outer palisade. No one but my father and the now-current Duke returned alive, he carried His Eminence back through the sally port and left an arm and an ear behind in saving him.”

”A mighty feat of arms indeed.” You nod, genuinely impressed. Although you’ve never met one, the sea-faring northerners are held to be savage warriors of no small renown. ”Your father must have been a great fighter.”

”So they say. He must have been, of course. But my father always seemed… I don’t know, gentle?” The young man shrugs, abashed. ”He never picked up the sword again once he was given land at Marc Hampstead, our home. I had to beg him to train me, and I think he only relented because he knew I wasn’t cut out for farming.”

A call from Craig of Lowgrove ahead catches the party’s attention, Sir dan Marc blinks apologetically. ”Apologies, sire. Look at me carrying on about myself like a fishmonger’s wife.”

”Not at all, sir.” You smile to yourself as you step up to the track Craig is pointing out. Little steps, like so. ”Not at all.”

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[2/2]

Your smile gradually dissipates as you take in the signs your guide is busy examining. Turned earth and crushed foliage indicate the passing of some large animal. Or siege weapon, though you figure that to be less likely.

”What manner of beast came this way?” You ask apprehensively. A creature of prodigious size, no doubt. Healthy trees have been knocked out of the way.

”Cloch Abhain. Cityfolk such as yourself would call ‘em River Trolls, m’lord.” You don’t bother to correct your guide’s assumption of your origin. You suppose to men of his ilk would consider any location where the buildings have more than one story would be considered metropolitan. ”The Cloch Abhain ain’t none too dangerous, so long as you give ‘em a wide berth.”

”Abhain as in the river?” Curious. Some charming indigenous dialect. ”What does it mean?”

”Abhain means river.” Craig shrugs. ”And we’s at the river now.”

”So this river’s name… is River River?” Mikail frowns, brow furrowed in thought. ”That’s stupid.”

According to Craig this crossing at the base of the waterfall is ‘alright’ given the time of year. Not the worst place for fording the River Abhain, not the best. You could cross here, that would leave you plenty of daylight and ample time to find a campsite. You could also follow the river eastward in search of a better spot, though that might take you roughly in the direction of the tracks. Or you could camp here and give Craig a day or two to scout out a good crossing and lead you there.

One way or another, you need to get to the other side.

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>”We make camp here. Craig, will two days suffice?” [Haughty]

>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>”We shall follow the river a while, see if there isn’t a better crossing.” [Idealist]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

I want to lose any trackers on our tail out of paranoia

>>3811460
>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

I don't fancy meeting a river troll without Hannibal and a warlance.

>>3811460
>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]
>inb4 troll ambush

>>3811460

Can Craig tell us how long ago the troll passed through?

>>3811460

>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

>>3811460
>>”We make camp here. Craig, will two days suffice?” [Haughty]

>>3811460
>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]
Really don't want to delay much. Camping here is just inviting visitors

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>”Onwards and upwards, my fellow adventurers. ‘River River’ shall not delay us today.” [Hearty]

That’s a pretty uniform vote so I’ll call it there. And Sir dan Marc’s armour save should be 40AV.

Pathfinder Roll
> Straightforward obstacle / Unfamiliar terrain 60DC
> Favour of the Maid Sinclair +6DC
> Ranger Gear +1 Re-Roll
> Forest Guide +1 Re-Roll, (improves terrain to Familiar) +10DC
> Order of Names Cartography +1 Save
> 76 DC


Critfail = A companion is washed away! You will have to spend some days tracking them down, assuming they survive.
0 = The current proves deceptively strong and the footing is treacherous. Some of your gear is swept away. -1 Wealth.
1 = The river current proves too strong here. You managed to return to your own bankside without issue.
2 = The crossing is not easy, but it is overcome. You arrive at the opposite bank. Drenched, tired and sopping wet. But triumphant nonetheless.
3 = You conquer the River Abhain, arriving at the opposite bank in short time and good order. Improve terrain familiarity.
Critpass = I am the very model of a modern noble daredevil. +1 Wealth.

3 rolls of 1d100, explorers. You have 2 Re-Rolls and 1 Save.

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>3812858

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3812858

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>3812858

>>3812862
>>3812863
>>3812864

River? What River? That was at best a mild stream of pathetic water!

>>3812858
>Critpass = I am the very model of a modern noble daredevil. +1 Wealth.
What was this? Lost luggage from up the stream? fae gold at the bottom of the river?

>>3812867
Do people rember that since in robin hood man in tights, when little jon falls in the river and starts thinkings his drowning when all he had to do was stand up??

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>>3812862
>>3812863
>>3812864

>>3812878
ALL OUR FAILUREs ahve been washed away...

>>3812880
Washed away? With solid rolling like that you barely got wet haha

>>3812878
I love how over confident this great start is going to make us. The pain of failure is going to be so much worse

>>3812884
That one droplet was enguh, my soul has been cleaned.

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>>3812862
>>3812863
>>3812864

>3 Success
>Fallavon Woodlands terrain is now FAMILIAR

As you have made swift progress and not given your pursuers opportunity to anticipate your exact path, this ambush is ‘Set’ rather than ‘Concealed’. Given the success of the crossing, there is no issue of reacting and putting on gear in time.

For the sake of fairness, I would prefer that this tracking roll is made by new rollers.

Tracking Roll
> Plentiful Cover / Detect Set Ambush 40DC
> Favour of the Maid Sinclair +6DC
> Treacherous Guide +1 Adverse Re-Roll
> Courageous Sky +1 Re-Roll
> 46DC

0 = Your first indication of danger is the wicked shaft that thuds into your chest. Make an AV Save.
1 = The attack comes without warning, taking your party by surprise (enemy DC is doubled for the first round).
2 = Your keen watch foils the element of surprise, but the enemy knows their plan is spoiled. Combat in unavoidable.
3 = Managing to spot your stalkers before they spot you, you have the option of avoiding the trap or repaying their attempted mischief with interest.

3 rolls of 1d100. You have 1 Re-Roll.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3812986

>>3812986
Oh shit fuck its already happening!

>>3812986
*Sorry, that should read UNFAMILIAR. The DC is correct but your guide boosted it from FOREIGN to UNFAMILIAR.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>3812996
A doubles pass! Nice

>>3812990
Come on man, don't hog all the rolls

>For the sake of fairness, I would prefer that this tracking roll is made by new rollers.

>>3812990
Not counted.
>For the sake of fairness, I would prefer that this tracking roll is made by new rollers.

Good to see that you're keen as mustard though. I'll call for open rolls later in the day if we don't have others show up.

>>3812986
>Treacherous Guide
Aw I thought that Father Towbray's recommendation counted for something.
>>3813000
Shit sorry. I got overly excited.

>>3813004
All good, I totally understand the excitement

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>3812986
IMA DO IT

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>3812986

It’s the BCQ Camp Ambush again.

>>3813004
>>3812986

Oh shit I didn't notice the treacherous bit, that's not good at all

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3813013

Rerolling

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Rolled 28 (1d100)

As I can't counter the double pass, I will use the Treacherous Guide re-roll to attempt to counter >>3813012

>>3813013
Do you wish to use Courageous Sky's re-roll?

>>3813019

Already used the Reroll here >>3813017

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>>3812996
>>3813012
>>3813013
>>3813017
>>3813019

>2 Success
> Your keen watch foils the element of surprise, but the enemy knows their plan is spoiled. Combat in unavoidable.

I will post the update covering the pathfinder/tracking rolls roughly +10 hours from now. Looks like you will still be drawn into a fight, but on even terms.