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Hello everyone!

This is a quest based in the ASOIAF universe which follows a captain of a free company that has recently been given dominion over Stormgrave, an island near Dragonstone. Ser Aurion Shryke is a common-born man with a natural affinity for leading men and making friends. It is currently the year 283 after the Sack of King's Landing.

Quest resources including character sheets can be found here:
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Ot_VGz9iDVmO1neVhGQMOs9h2G9Hd7nb?usp=sharing

I try to update twitter on run times/important votes here: https://twitter.com/CormaicB

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=House%20Shryke

Now, let's get started!
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The meeting with your good-father went better than you could’ve expected. No doubt the stiff man still would make for poor drinking company, but he was far less abrasive than last time and the advice he gave was fair if not blunt. Three thousand dragons… three words to keep a smile plastered on your face. Curious that he would start so high if he thought there was good chance at haggling… no matter. As you’ve been reminded often and loudly, weddings are at least supposed to be for the sake of alliances and it’s all for the better that this one is not sullied by winding negotiations over coin as if you were engaged in a duel of quills with a greedy magister.

You may not be a reader but leading a Free Company has given you some reckoning for sums. Three thousand along with another thousand in your coffers… but then eight hundred is going to this wedding. It should be more than enough to revitalize your neglected mines and build the distillery of your dreams with some coin to spare. Lord Lewys’s words of the coin being for his daughter’s comforts ring with some sense as well, doubly so with her condition. It wouldn’t do for her to walk about your halls heavy with child and no more comforts than those present in your sparse halls. Cleo also made passing comments on your castle needing a woman’s touch and, while difficult to admit, she may have had a point.

And speaking of places in greater need of a woman’s touch, you’ve arrived back at the Celtigar manse. All the better, the sun is dipping below the city walls and you’ve hardly eaten today. Your men are of a similar mind, and so you dismiss them for the evening. It’s a shame you don’t have enough mounts for them all. Trudging through the city in all the armor has to be tedious. You find Eddison Celtigar within sitting upon a plush couch with another young man leaning over rather close. They both sit up straight as you enter with the scales of your armor softly rattling and the other man quietly begs his leave. Oddly well dressed and familiar for a servant... but Eddison strikes you as the type for the intrigues that add to this city’s notoriety. An informant, perhaps. But something is…
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>>4167442
“Something smells delicious!” you remark by way of greeting.

Eddison clears his throat somewhat awkwardly. “Ah, yes. I believe we are to be served a family favorite tonight. Crab cakes seasoned with the dornish spices my mother so loves. Did your outing prove fortuitous, ser?”

“Aye, it went well enough. No one was killed and it seems my wife comes well enough dowried for my needs. I’d call that a success,” you say cheerfully. “Your mother is about? Your sister too, then?”

“They are,” he confirms. “They returned from Duskendale a week past. My mother may be joining us for supper. My sister… perhaps not. She has been prone to melancholy of late.”

“She was lacking a bit of cheer after I took her away from Dragonstone, but she’d been cheery enough at the feast prior. Is she cross with me?” you ask with a frown.

“Not at all, ser. I think she rather likes you,” he says with some discomfort. “It is only that our family has been somewhat shunned in this city of Stags and Lions. All of her friends have either turned their backs to her or are within their holdfasts about the Blackwater, outside the King’s Peace.”

Well that must be disappointing, if not almost certainly expected. The main branch of House Celtigar is still defending Dragonstone and the outlying islands in the name of House Targaryen. A fact that makes them ill-suited to be welcomed within the new social circles of this city. A pity as well given that she was the one who told you of the crystals that are occasionally pulled up from your mines. You were toying with the idea of approaching the Faith to see what you could wrangle out of them, and it may be she could speak more on the subject.

>See if you can get her to come down for the meal. You’d like to know of the worth of these crystals.
>Don’t bother her. It’s not your place.
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>>4167449
>>See if you can get her to come down for the meal. You’d like to know of the worth of these crystals.
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>>4167449
>>See if you can get her to come down for the meal. You’d like to know of the worth of these crystals.
Let's see about how much we could expect to get from this. And let's not go in blind.
We should also get an updated inventory of info from Janessa once we can. And before we go about making new additions to our wedding. Considering she has been integral to the planning she could help us with what the faith may have to offer.
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>>4167449
>See if you can get her to come down for the meal. You’d like to know of the worth of these crystals.
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>>4167449
>>See if you can get her to come down for the meal. You’d like to know of the worth of these crystals.
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>>4167466
>>4167476
>>4167490
>>4167499
I'll get to writing!
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“Well that won’t do. A lady her age shouldn’t be stuck in a room. I’ll see about getting her to come down. I’d like her advice on some crystals in any case,” you pause. “Ah, where is her room?”

“Next to Lady Janesa’s,” he answers with a slight smile.

“Is it? Might be she’s catching up on lost sleep knowing how Janesa gets,” you quip in passing.

You find the room readily enough. A manse is no castle, and the layout is simple. You knock upon the door and hear a faint call to enter. Lady Constance is seated in a chair in front of a mirror while a girl brushes out her hair. Ah, you recognize this one, you did rescue her from an unfortunate fate during the Sack. Never got her name either, a shame. Both look to you with mouths agape and you can hardly blame them. You must cut an impressive figure in the light of the doorway adorned in your battle attire.

“Lady Constance, it’s been too long!” you greet her.

“Captain Aurion, I thought it was a servant at my door! I-I’m hardly dressed for this,” she stammers. You don’t see the issue. She’s not nude and her shift covers up all the fun bits.

“You’re not? Hmm, I suppose I’m not either. Then do what you must, my lady. Your brother seemed to think you wouldn’t be joining us to eat and I’m not about to have a rare meal with proper spices with only Lady Janesa about to look at. Come join us lest I’m forced to carry you down!” you tease as you step out to change from your armor.

It seems she’s not up for making this too fun for you as she does join you of her own volition along with her mother, the Lady Annara Dayne, though now she keeps averting her gaze when you catch her eye. Janesa does as well, but Vaeron is conspicuously absent.

“Where’s your husband lurking?” you whisper to your seneschal as the others take their seats in the lounge.

She makes an irritated noise. “Your friend is out with the men to the Street of Silk seeking to make me jealous. I know he will do nothing but sulk. He confronted me over my pregnancy… I’m assuming you know by now.”

You nod, so she continues. “It went poorly, so he stormed off.” You sigh but leave it at that. They’ve always had a passionate relationship. Might be that it’s too passionate at times, even by your standards. Can’t be helped. But speaking of passionate…
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>>4167614
“Wait. Where is Cleo?” you ask.

“She spoke of wanting to see more of the city and left with that Braavosi on her hip,” Janesa responds dismissively.

“Gods be good… I hope she doesn’t kill anyone. When was this?” you’ll have a headache at this rate.

“Sometime around midday. She should know how to handle herself, let her unwind,” Janesa says. You shake your head before taking a seat and exchanging pleasantries with your hosts.

“Your wedding quickly approaches, does it not, ser?” Lady Annara asks.

“Aye, my lady. The day after next, yeah?” you look to Janesa for confirmation.

“Indeed. The Royal Sept was made available to us for the occasion. It will be a more exclusive affair with the smaller venue, but I believe it sends the right sort of message as to our Captain’s favor,” Janesa replies.

“I see,” Lady Annara has little reason to like the new leadership after the Sack and she’s Dornish besides. “Will the King and this Queen-to-be attend?” she asks politely enough.

“I am… unsure. It seems the politics of the situation are rather complicated. More so than I had anticipated. The King has been in an unpredictable mood of late, so there is no telling what he will decide to do. To make matters worse, there the presence of the Lady Cersei Lannister has been hotly debated. Some believe her presence at this assuredly happy wedding will coax the King into a less combative posture while others wish to avoid any possible scandal that may be caused with the two in the same room prior to their own ceremony,” Janesa wearily explains.

“Seems stupid to me. Let him come if he wishes and let her do the same. Are they not royalty? Who coddles them so?” you ask. You know very little of either of the two.

“Everyone, it seems. King Robert learned of the death of his betrothed fairly recently. The Stark girl. This latest betrothal was only agreed to after the painstaking efforts of the Hand and Lord Estermont working in conjunction with the Lord of Lannister. It is for the good of the Realm, but that hasn’t stopped the King from remaining rather sullen about it,” she says.

“It is unbecoming and unreasonable. Marriages are for more than personal satisfaction,” Eddison says.

“Reasonable men don’t start wars over slights,” Lady Annara points out.

>Defend his actions. You can sympathize with him.
>Don’t stir the pot.
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>>4167618
>>Don’t stir the pot.
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>>4167618
>>Defend his actions. You can sympathize with him.
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>>4167639
Ditto
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>>4167618
>>Don’t stir the pot.
We are literally proving her right..
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>>4167618
>>Defend his actions. You can sympathize with him.
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>>4167618
There is really no need to antagonize our Targ Loyalist hosts over this.
>Don't stir the pot
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Tied vote! I'll wait for a tiebreaker.
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>>4167618

>Don’t stir the pot.
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Writing!
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It’s tempting to comment, to point out that you would likely have done much the same had it been Cerelle stolen away so brazenly. But you suppose many wouldn’t see you as a reasonable man either… easier to remain silent here. These people have had their lives and livelihoods upended over this war. A new subject would be better.

“Ah, Lady Constance. I remember you spoke of the crystals from my mines. I expect work to continue by the next moon and would know more of what you think of them,” you ask the quiet Valyrian girl.

“The crystals of Stormgrave, ser?” she purses her lips in thought. “I know they are prized by the Faith. House Sunglass has always maintained a rather close relationship with the Faith. Their glassworks are highly prized for use in septs and the crystals from your own isle have been used to ornament symbols of high office.”

“That’s interesting, but what are they worth?” you ask, blunt but more of what you were looking for.

She hesitates. “Of that I am less certain, ser. I would need to see a sample and there would still be some guesswork involved. Crystals are so tied with the symbolism of the Faith that they are rarely coveted outside the most pious.”

“Those of Stormgrave were all tithed rather than sold. My records on the matter indicate no exchange of coin or assessment of value,” Janesa pipes up.

“Seems I need to gain a measure of their value from the Faith itself,” you conclude. “And with but a day before the wedding…”

“What are you planning?” Janesa asks with golden eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Planning, my dear? Not sure what you’re on about. You’re the one who insisted I come to the city in a timely fashion,” you innocently answer.

She looks like she wants to press the point, but she thinks better of it in front of your hosts. Are you planning anything for tomorrow?

>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
>Find Estermont and see if you can settle anything on your plans to put wrongs to right with rival houses.
>You’re not sure of Cerelle’s preferences, but the ambiguous plans of the royals are a little annoying. Maybe there’s something you can do about that whether it be with magical smile or magical rum.

Continuing tomorrow... with tomorrow. Thanks for playing!
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>>4167773
>>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167773
>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167773
>>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167773
>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167773
>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
Obviously, I am all for opening new markets, and building business. But I don't know if I like the sound of the word "favor" in this context. Would we just give them all of the crystals in perpetuity in exchange for one favor? That sounds like a terrible idea.
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>>4167773
Thanks for running! Magical smile? As in Drugs? Spice?
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>>4167881
Yeah it's a little vague, a favor in our wedding.. Maybe the priest will smile more? Or is going to be sober?
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>>4167773
>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167449
> crab cakes
that perception score is too damn low
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>>4167773
I've expounded on reasons for this at length in previous threads, so I won't do it again here.
> Find Estremont and see if you can settle anything on your plans to put wrongs to right with rival houses
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>>4167773
>>Find Estermont and see if you can settle anything on your plans to put wrongs to right with rival houses.
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>>4167773
>>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>>4167773
>>See if you can meet with the Faith and use the crystals to leverage some sort of surprise favor for the wedding.
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>Posting this early because I want to get to the wedding day by the end of tonight's run

“But, say I was planning something… not that I am. Would it be such a problem?” you ask Janesa.

“It depends on what that ‘something’ is. A wedding such as this requires more precision than you may appreciate,” she chides.

You aim a grape at the dip of her cleavage on impulse and send it soaring with a flick. It bounces off her tit. “Precision,” she repeats.

“Can’t speak on plans I don’t have yet,” you shrug. She looks ready to pounce on the ‘yet’ until you distract. “Who will be attending?”
“Westermen easily make up the majority. Inviting them was easily the most painstaking part and it took great care. We hadn’t the space for all of them and had to choose carefully to avoid slights. Lady Cerelle’s intent was to keep the presence of young bachelors to a minimum as well, an exceedingly difficult task with how many of good birth are camped out around the city,” Janesa answers.

“Why would she care to do that?” Lady Annara asks with confusion. Janesa shoots you a warning look. You’re not sure what you’re missing.

“There are those who are jealous of this union and would prefer to be standing in Captain Aurion’s place, my lady,” she answers smoothly. “Best not have them provoking fights or getting too handsy in the bedding,” she says the last with a pointed look your way. Ah, that’s it? It’d be awkward if they noticed her changing figure.

“The bedding, eh? I’d nearly forgotten that part. This would be when the attending ladies try to pull off my clothes? And this part is free, yes?” you jest.

“Do try not to have too much fun with your lady wife waiting,” Janesa chides.

“Why deny you your deepest fantas---”

“LORD ESTERMONT should also be in attendance along with his son, Andrew,” she talks over you. “Ser Wylis Manderly is also to be present in his lord father’s place. And it seems your… friend of Lys as well. Other than that…” she shrugs.

“None of my neighbors or those banners of the Crownlands?” you ask with a frown. It seems you have few friends.

“Those few who have been welcomed back within the King’s Peace are either too low of standing or bear great grudges against the West,” she says.

A fair point, you think. Even your hosts of Celtigar have no love lost for those who participated so enthusiastically in the Sack. Well, aside from Lady Constance. You look to her briefly as she toys with her food, lost in thought. She lacks the vitriol of her mother and brother. You could invite her if you wish to balance the room a touch. It may be good for the girl, or maybe not?

>Invite her to attend. (Convince test)
>Leave it alone.
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>>4168936
>>Invite her to attend. (Convince test)
Almost didn't recognize you there, Boggs
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>>4168936
>Leave it alone.
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>>4168936
>>Leave it alone.
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>>4168412
I couldn't help myself.

>>4168961
I think trips are broken with the april fools coofing joke.
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>>4168936
>>Invite her to attend. (Convince test)
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>>4168936
>>Leave it alone.
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>>4168936
>Invite her to attend. (Convince test)
Reminder that we need to get marriage options to the Celtigars, we can't do that if she stays at home alone
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>>4168936
>Invite her to attend. (Convince test)
The new regime won’t be going away, it’s time for their House to forge new friendships with the ruling class.

Plus it’ll be fun - we’ll make sure of that!
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>Can I get 3 rolls of 6d6 for Persuasion (Convince)?
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Rolled 4, 1, 1, 6, 5, 1 = 18 (6d6)

>>4169386
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Rolled 6, 6, 4, 1, 4, 5 = 26 (6d6)

>>4169386
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Rolled 4, 6, 2, 6, 3, 6 = 27 (6d6)

>>4169386
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Rolled 6, 1, 4, 6, 4, 5 = 26 (6d6)

>>4169386
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Rolled 3, 3, 4, 3, 2, 4 = 19 (6d6)

>>4169386
rawling
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>>4169393
>>4169400
>>4169401

25 vs a 15 will net you 3 degrees.
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oh no... I'm a too late to roll, the anons are infected.. we need to purge the thread
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“Hmm, well Lady Constance should at least attend, no?” you propose.

“Me? Would that not be a burden on such notice, ser?” Lady Constance reacts with surprise. Her family makes no attempt to back her here.

“I can do what I want. It’s my wedding and I’ve paid for it. Any road, Lady Cerelle likes you, so I see no issue,” you tell her. In truth, you don’t think she cares overmuch one way or another for her former fellow handmaiden, but there’s no need to crush the girl.

“But I haven’t a dress prepared, I know no one attending, I---” she tries.

“I rescue you and you would leave me to a room full of Westermen with naught but an old turtle lord and the progeny of the fattest man in Westeros for company? It’s passing unfair,” you playfully protest.

She looks to her mother and finds no mercy from the Dornishwoman, so turns upon her brother instead with a pleading look. He looks close to relenting for a moment. Wrapped around her finger, this one… but he rallies. “You should go, sister. It is opportunity to show yourself to the court. Perhaps you will attract a worthy suitor yourself,” he encourages.

“I would be honored, ser,” she relents. “If it is not too much trouble.”

“Not at all, I’m not planning this thing. Is it, Janesa?” you turn on your seneschal. She fixes you with a cool look but agrees all the same. The Celtigar women beg their leave soon after to see to proper attire.

“Thank you, ser. For upholding your end of the bargain,” Eddison says as you part.

>Can I get 4d6 for Awareness (Empathy)?
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Rolled 2, 1, 2, 2 = 7 (4d6)

sorry cousin Boggs, I am not getting infected but here is my 6
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Rolled 6, 5, 1, 1 = 13 (4d6)

>>4169455
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Rolled 1, 1, 1, 1 = 4 (4d6)

>>4169455
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Rolled 6, 3, 1, 5 = 15 (4d6)

Big roll coming through.
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>>4169472
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>>4169472
Damn infected dice
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>>4169472
I'm going to die today, aren't I?
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>>4169484
I mean... I don't think I've ever seen it on a 4d6 before. Ever. So, you must at least be building up some good karma.

Incidentally you still passed the DC of 12 here: >>4169461
The test was for Janesa. Writing as soon as I finish my food.
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>>4169494
crit failure with a success event should be interesting
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You catch up to Janesa at the top of the stairs. She’s just… off, for lack of a better word. Acting strangely. She fought with Vaeron, sure, but what of it? They’ve fought plenty of times before.

“Are you well?” you call out to her before she has chance to shut the door to her room. She wipes at her eyes and turns to face you with a glare.

“You ask me this? What do you think?” she bites off, her accent even thickened a touch. Now you know something’s wrong. That almost never happens.

“Well… clearly not. Shall we talk?” you ask. She turns and enters the room and leaves the door ajar, so you follow.

“Is this about the wedding plans? I wasn’t trying to vex you, not truly. I’d hope I know better than to intentionally upset a woman with child,” you try.

From the look she gives you, that may have somehow been the very worst thing you could have said. She strides across the room, you think to slap you, but then she pushes you against the wall and places one of your hands upon her stomach. Smooth. Flat. Soft. Not at all like Cerelle’s the night prior. The pained look in her eyes is all the confirmation you need.

“I’m sorry,” you offer.

“Vaeron took it poorly. Blamed me for it. He hasn’t spoken to me since last night and now he’s off wenching with your men,” she says in a tremulous voice.

“He’s been sullen since Aella passed and this as well… he needs time to calm himself,” you make your excuses for him, but it’s hard not to be angry over it. He attracts women with ease and it wouldn't be the first time he's unwinded in your years of knowing him. “When…?”

“Two weeks past,” she answers.

“Why didn’t you pass your duties off to someone else? You needn’t go around pretending to be fine,” you tell her.

“Give up the one thing I could control? Besides, you should have the wedding I never got to have,” she says.

“… thank you,” is all you can manage. But you’re becoming increasingly aware that she still has you up against a wall in her private quarters. She cuts you off before you can come up with something else to say… with a kiss. She pulls back, takes in your surprise, and then does it again with more intensity.

>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
>See where this goes.
>Leave the room.
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>>4169570
>>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
>You're better than that Janessa.
…. Maybe I could arrange a proper marriage for you and Vaeron?
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>>4169570
>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
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>>4169572
+1

Boggs why are you so mean Vaeron
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>>4169570
>>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
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>>4169570
shit.. looks like I'm getting the disease

>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
let her have her way and then pull back,
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>>4169570
>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.

Did that critical fail kill an unborn child?
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>>4169582
Pulling away and letting her have her way are mutually exclusive, aren't they?
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Maybe ask Cerelle if we can have a double wedding I know its really late but the two of the really could use some happiness right now
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>>4169588
I mean it sounds like we are pulling away immediately, I say hold on a bit longer so that we don't hurt her feelings
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>>4169582
>>4169588
Very much so.

>>4169576
He's not exactly behaving himself either.

>>4169584
Nah, it was going to come up later anyway. The crit fail put you in this current perfect storm of a situation.
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those four 1 killed the kid
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>>4169570
>>Pull away. Let’s talk about this.
Be gentle about it though. Let her finish kissing us.
>>4169611
It'll haunt me till the end of my days.
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Alright, this is a pretty clear vote.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 6d6 for Convince?
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Rolled 3, 3, 2, 2, 1, 3 = 14 (6d6)

>>4169632
hopefully, we do well..
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Rolled 2, 4, 4, 2, 1, 1 = 14 (6d6)

>>4169632
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Rolled 2, 5, 6, 2, 5, 6 = 26 (6d6)

>>4169632
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Rolled 6, 3, 1, 5, 5, 5 = 25 (6d6)

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>>4169640
god bless you good sir. this would have been a terrible roll to fail.
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Rolled 3, 3, 1, 6, 5, 4 = 22 (6d6)

>>4169640
clutch
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>>4169637
>>4169638
>>4169640
Whew, that last roll. 24 vs DC 16. 2 Degrees of success.
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>>4169572
This is fantastic. We could use the crystals from the mine and seek a wedding for them as a favor
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>>4169645
Yeah and my roll is kinda cool aswell 2,5,6,2,5,6
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>>4169661
oh shit you are right, neat
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You let her finish the kiss, gently guide her back away from the wall, and then pull away. “Let’s talk about this…”

She doesn’t look away as her dress falls to the floor. You’re now acutely aware that she had nothing on beneath.

“Right… right,” you take a deep breath and silently curse the gods for giving you a conscience. “Now see, this is why Vaeron takes a sudden interest in how you dress your daughter.”

She gives you a sultry, defiant look, but you see her lip beginning to quiver as you hold her gaze. She bursts into tears and sinks to the floor, leaving you to rush forward and comfort her. You hold her there for a while and stroke her hair, careful not to touch anything that may take this in the wrong direction.

"Your wife is a lucky woman," she eventually tells you.

“Aye, she is..." no sense in denying it. This is the second beautiful woman you've turned down. If your cock had a say, it would mutiny. "What if we had a proper wedding for you, yeah? Our hard work has paid off and we’ve the coin and favors to spare. We can set things to rights,” you offer.

She lets out a shuddering breath. “I am unsure if I want to… the wenching I can forgive. I have before. But he abandoned me when I needed him most,” she whispers into your shoulder.

“He’s had a rough go of it lately and you know he can be a bloody fool when left to his own devices,” you tell her.

“Those are reasons, not excuses,” she says.

“Aye, but you’ve children to consider as well,” you point out.

“I do. I feel they are all I have left,” she mumbles.

>Try to get her into bed so she can sleep on it. Hopefully they will both be thinking with clearer heads come morning.
>Go out and find Vaeron and deal with this now.
>Something else.
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>>4169737
>Try to get her into bed so she can sleep on it. Hopefully they will both be thinking with clearer heads come morning.
>Go out and find Vaeron and deal with this now.

I don't see why we can't get her into bed and also go find Vaeron tonight. We can go hash things out with him and get him to come to his sense tonight so they can cleanly make up in the morning. We really don't have the time to do it tomorrow if we want to get a meeting with the Seven or at least that's what I'm assuming.
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>>4169742
+1
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Is it too late to find Estermont?
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>>4169737
Seconding >>4169742
>Put her to bed and go beat some sense into our brother.
We can still do lewd things like staying with her until she falls asleep and stroking her hair
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>>4169742
>>4169749
>>4169759
Writing!

>>4169754
Until the wedding, yeah. You'll be able to talk to him then if you so choose.
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>>4169742
+1
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“Something to think on in the morning with clearer mind. For now, you need to rest. Up you go,” you gently help her to her feet and get her into the bed, taking a moment to toss her the discarded dress.

“Before you make me do something we both may regret,” you tell her.

“You will stay?” she hesitantly asks.

“Aye, to protect your honor so to speak. Can’t having you running down the hall in all your nude glory and seducing Eddison next,” you say.

She actually laughs. “A sight to behold, to be sure. He prefers the company of men,” she informs you.

You start to laugh, then stop. “Wait… no?”

“He does. I’m sure of it,” she confirms.

“He’s asked me for help in sorting out a proper match to wed,” you say in disbelief.

“Truly? He must love women after all. Why else would he want to wed?” she says with some of her familiar sarcasm. A good sign.

“Is it wrong that my first thought is to consider how to goad Cleo into attempting to woo him?” you ask.

“That seems… devious and a touch cruel. I approve,” she says with a yawn.

You sit by the side of her bed and keep her company for a time as she slowly drifts off. You let go of her hand as her breathing changes to a steady rhythm and make for the door with thoughts turning back towards anger. You leave the manse and find Hoster Rivers, a Riverlands bastard of the First with some wits about him. Apparently just enough wits to have his hands deep in the skirts of one of the serving girls. “Captain,” he acknowledges you with an easy smile despite the interruption. “In a cock blocking mood tonight?”

“You don’t know the half of it,” you tell him without your characteristic warmth. “Now you are too. Some of the lads went to the Street of Silk, yeah? Help me find them and I’ll find you a proper bed for that girl later.”

“Good enough for me, Captain. Might be you’re too late for whatever you’re up to what with how they left hours ago now,” he shrugs. “Torth and the boys who’d been around here longer were going on about a place. Just a matter of tracking it down.”

>Can I get 3 rolls of 4d6 for Awareness (Notice)? DC 12 with something extra at 2 degrees.
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Rolled 4, 3, 2, 4 = 13 (4d6)

>>4169867
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Rolled 5, 6, 1, 6 = 18 (4d6)

>>4169867
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Rolled 4, 6, 4, 3 = 17 (4d6)

>>4169867
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Awareness was a good investment.
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“What’re we looking for?” you ask him.

“Sign with two snakes. One white, one black,” he responds cautiously. He’s normally a cheery, talkative sort, but your mood is obvious. “They do something wrong?”

“Only one of them,” you respond while looking about the street. At this late hour, some of the festivities have already spilled out into the streets and most establishments have at least one armed man out front.

“There,” you point out the sign in question. The snakes are intertwined on the crude wooden plank hanging over the entranceway.

You both swagger in with hands on hilts and none see fit to bar your way. There’s an open lounge with men lazing about and working women in their laps. “Just my fucking luck,” you mutter as you survey the room more closely. Some of these lads are Westermen by the look of them.

“Captain!” one of your men calls out to you, drunk by any measure. “Come to join on the fun?”

A few heads turn your way, a couple more of your men and several of the Westerman look up in passing curiosity.

“To Captain Aurion, the greatest fucker to cross the Narrow Sea!” another man sloppily toasts you. And now those curious looks are turning darker.

You turn to Rivers. “Get upstairs and get Ser Vaeron.”

“He’s like to be knee deep in---” he starts.

“I don’t care if it’s at sword point. Now,” you order. He pales, whether at your tone or the prospect of dueling Vaeron in a brothel, you don’t know. He sets off up the stairs in a rush all the same.

“Oy!” fuck.

“You the one what’s been causing all the troubles for ours young lordling?” a burly bald man staggers to his feet.

“Not sure what you’re on about,” you tell him.

“You taking a piss on me? Think I’m stupid?” he has the audacity to jab your chest with the tips of his fingers.

>Let’s all relax. We’re friends here. (Charm)
>You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that. (Intimidate)
>I think you’ve got the wrong man. (Deception)
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>>4169932
>Let’s all relax. We’re friends here. (Charm)
Drunk men, pride and swords are a dangerous mix
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>>4169932
>>You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that. (Intimidate)
Fuck him. Use our Valayian blood for once. We don't intimidate enough people. Some fuck think he can step to us we're better putting some wester nobody in his place.
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>>4169932
>Let’s all relax. We’re friends here. (Charm)
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>>4169932
>You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that. (Intimidate)
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>>4169932
>>You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that. (Intimidate)
Fuck it, we didn't promise Cerelle anything about brothel brawling.
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>>4169950
+1
This guy thinks we're someone he can just push around. I'd rather we show some people we aren't to be messed with.
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>>4169932
>>You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that. (Intimidate)
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Can I get 3 rolls of 5d6+2?
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Rolled 2, 4, 1, 6, 6 + 2 = 21 (5d6 + 2)

>>4169984
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Rolled 5, 4, 4, 1, 4 + 2 = 20 (5d6 + 2)

>>4169984
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>>4169984
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Rolled 1, 4, 2, 2, 5 + 2 = 16 (5d6 + 2)

>>4169984
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Rolled 4, 3, 6, 5, 2 + 2 = 22 (5d6 + 2)

>>4169984
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>>4169987
21 is a little underwhelming but solid. I should have rolled on time to get us a 15!
Quite possibly still 2 or possibly 3 degrees depending on the guy.
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“You’ll be losing that hand next time you do that,” you promise him. Your men are all on their feet. A good eight of them down here with a few more for the Westermen.

The big man looks you over with glassy eyes and whatever he sees seems to sober him a touch. “Leave off it, Boris. Don’t need to be causing any trouble,” one of his fellows nervously calls out to him.

“Done with you anyways,” he says with one final poke before taking a step back. The room goes silent and your anger flares.

>Let it go.
>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
>You’re beyond tired of all these veiled threats encircling you as if you’ve no teeth. Take his head and let it serve as a warning.
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>>4170026
>>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
what was the DC?
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>>4170026
Let's not go too far,
>break the arm
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>>4170031
Varied for the room. 18 for the guy in front of you, 12 for some of the more sober. 1 degree gets him backing off, but begrudgingly enough to still give slight.
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>>4170026
>Let it go.
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>>4170034
This or if we can pin his hand to a table
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>>4170045
>>4170034
I am fine with this.
Stab his hand through or take his thumb or something. And Intimidate the fuckers again.
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>>4170026
>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
Aurion collects his debts
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>>4170045
Sounds good
Smash it atleast.
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I definitely don't mind going with a write in as long as we're clear, you're describing an athletics test over a fighting test.
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>>4170026
>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
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>>4170053
meh, I am fine with the first choice which is to take the hand. Be a man of our word. I was more compromising if people didn't want to commit.
>>4170048
>>4170031
I would also think I like our odds for a 4d1B instead of 3d. If we are going mechanically.
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We got 3+1b for Athletics and they're drunk I don't know if that would lower the DC at all. I don't want to maim too badly him because we would probably have to pay his lord or something like that
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>>4170074
Nah we won't pay a damn thing. He provoked us. We warned him, and he literally poked the bear.
You think if we before we became landed knight poked some Westeros son of a lord would get off scot-free?Not that we are a lord's son
We got 2 degrees of intimidation on his sober friends. I am guessing this + another intimidation would settle things.
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Alright, it's getting late here and we are currently tied. I'll leave this open overnight and wrap it up tomorrow during the day if I can.
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>>4170026
>Let it go.
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>>4170026
>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
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>>4170026
> You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
if nothing else, the commotion should bring Vaeron downstairs posthaste
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>>4170026
>>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
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>>4170026
>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
You don’t become a good mercenary by breaking contracts
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>>4170026
What's this cuckery with breaking or piercing arms?

>You’re a man of your word. You’ll be taking that hand now.
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>Can I get 3 rolls of 5d6+2 for Fighting? DC is 15.

I'll have an update up this afternoon.
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Rolled 6, 1, 5, 4, 3 + 2 = 21 (5d6 + 2)

>>4170486
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Rolled 6, 1, 2, 4, 2 + 2 = 17 (5d6 + 2)

>>4170486
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Rolled 3, 5, 2, 4, 4 + 2 = 20 (5d6 + 2)

>>4170486
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Rolled 4, 3, 5, 5, 5 + 2 = 24 (5d6 + 2)

>>4170486
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Damn.. his hand? Anons should've just let it go lol We are looking for Vaeron
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>>4170650
talk shit, get hit
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>>4170650
Dont know who his Lord is, but this will show were no pushover without inviting real reprisal hopefully. Also, he really shouldn't have disrespected us infront of our men, he'll be lucky we dont make him eat it.
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Hey Boggs, maybe you've answered this before but was there ever any chance of Smith Argus surviving if say we'd come straight back or was that always the outcome?
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>>4170811
The nun said he died before we barely got back to Westeros
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>>4170811
He would've been dead either way, but the island itself would've likely been in better shape. The big trade off with not immediately returning is that you wiped the floor with the raiders with your upgraded military. It could've gone far worse had you shown up with a single unit of infantry. At the least, it would've lead to a longer campaign.

I didn't forget about the post, just catching up on some other work at the moment that's taking longer than expected.
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>Rolled 20 vs DC 15. Success, 2 degrees.

Your sword practically leaps from its scabbard into your hands and flashes across the man’s wrist in a blur. Hand parts from arm and the man, this Boris, looks down with face turning milk white from shock as his blood flow catches up with the new terminus of the appendage.

“Let none say I’m not a man of my word,” you declare with raised voice as the fool falls to his knees yelling incoherently. You look about the room and see fear.

Vaeron and Hoster reappear on the stairs and you turn your glare upon your champion. No words need to be spoken, not here, so you turn and leave. The rest of your men fall in behind you, leaving the Westermen to clean up the mess. The walk back passes in relative silence. No doubt your men are making their own guesses on your sudden change in demeanor, but there’s no reason to involve them in the troubles between your closest friends.

“Aurion, what---” Vaeron starts as the men head back to the barracks. You round on him.

>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Try to keep the conversation civil.
>Say nothing on it at all, let him stew. You’ve dragged him back and that’s enough for now.

Subvote:
>Tell him about what happened in the room.
>Don’t.

Updating again later tonight. I don't have time for a full run, but I'll still have a post or 2 up.
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>>4171284
>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Don’t.
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>>4171284
>>Say nothing on it at all, let him stew. You’ve dragged him back and that’s enough for now.
>Don't
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>>4171284
Let him stew
Don't

Janessa can tell him if she wants
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>>4171284
>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Don’t.
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I do wonder how good the sex would be if we let Janesa have her way.
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shit.. we are gonna end up chewing him out aren't we? well.. let's hope he doesn't fucks up the face too much.
Also poor barkeep lol
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>>4171284
>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Don’t.
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>>4171333
probably amazing BUT she was probably going to start crying by the end
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>>4171284
>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Don’t.
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>>4171284
>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.

>Don’t
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>>4171284
>>Chew him out, impress upon him exactly how much of a mess he’s made.
>Don’t.
He is also likely a bit tipsy. And it won't help the situation. Once they had a chance to talk, we sit them both down. Possibly before or after the meeting with the faith. Preferabbly after
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>>4171580
What do you guys think about making the favor to increase whoever is marrying us or something while also making the 2nd wedding right after ours it being the all of our men?
I honestly have no idea what favor we could be calling in from the faith or how much they can pay or w.e
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“Tell me this is all some sort of elaborate jest between you two to trip me up before the wedding. Tell me there was a deeper purpose to this stupidity,” you demand.

He exhales and shakes his head. “You don’t understand. You can’t.”

“Aella died because of me, if that’s what this is about. I thought you better than to take it out on your wife,” your voice drips with contempt.

“She lost my child. You don’t know,” he angrily starts.

“What it is to lose a child?” you ask with a dangerous edge. He’s clearly been in his cups, but you see the realization hit him.

Janesa lost it too. She suffered it alone and the first thing you do when she confides in you is toss her aside? Had you not thought for a moment that this was why she didn’t speak of it earlier? That this was her worst fear realized you stupid oaf? Answer me.”

“She--- she doesn’t care the same,” he answers.

“She what? What are you on about?” you’re completely baffled at the response.

“She barely acknowledged my sister before her death. Saw her as a lesser. It’s true, don’t deny it. And she treats our children like pawns on a board. Those not of high birth are nothing to her,” he blurts out.

It’s enough to take you aback even in your own anger. There’s a grain of truth in everything he just said, but it’s all exaggerated, distorted. “Then why does she love you?” you ask the obvious. He has nothing to say.

“You’ve fucked this up. More than you seem to appreciate and for half reasons,” you conclude. “You’ll be lucky if she has you back at all. Sober up and be ready with the light if you haven’t forgotten all of your duties. I’ve business with the Faith,” you order and leave him standing dumbfounded in the yard. A few hours’ sleep can still be salvaged from this mess of a night, though the sight of your empty bed brings another flare of irritation.

You wake and dress like the noble you’ve become with sword belted to hip. Vaeron has apparently managed to rouse himself and waits below in his armor. “The horses are saddled,” he says by way of greeting. You nod and make your way down the meandering streets towards the looming monstrosity you’re told is the Sept of Baelor.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 5d6+2 for Status?
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Rolled 2, 4, 6, 2, 1 + 2 = 17 (5d6 + 2)

>>4171958
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Rolled 4, 5, 6, 3, 5 = 23 (5d6)

>>4171958
well fuck
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Rolled 4, 4, 6, 3, 4 + 2 = 23 (5d6 + 2)

>>4171958
pls no quint 1s
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Rolled 5, 4, 4, 2, 4 + 2 = 21 (5d6 + 2)

>>4171958
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>>4171969
25 fucking solid.
>>4171958
what was the dc?
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>Rolled 25 vs DC 15. 3 Degrees of Success.

You tie up the horses and begin the climb up to the daunting sept of septs. A few men wearing brown roughspun with hair shaved down to their scalps are scrubbing and sweeping the steps near the summit. While diligent, your presence does attract a few wandering eyes. You single one such pair out. “Hail, brother. Who speaks for your order here?”

The humbly dressed man slowly gets to his feet. “His Holiness the High Septon, the Father of the Faithful, is the voice of the gods on this mortal plane,” he answers reverently.

“Might you point me to his whereabouts?” you inquire.

“I am afraid I would be little help to you, ser, as the Roseroad is a vast path. His Holiness makes his procession in return from the Starry Sept of Oldtown at this very moment. He is to personally see to the sanctity of the Royal Union,” he says.

“I thought this was the seat of the Faith, is it not?” you ask with a frown.

He briefly hesitates before responding. “You have the right of it, ser. The High Septon in his wisdom thought it best not to stain himself by remaining in a city soon to be a center of violence and so relocated to his historical seat.”

Thought it best not to stain his smallclothes more like. That’s the fanciest way you’ve heard one describe fleeing… “Ah. Then who else might I speak with in his stead? Surely at least one of high standing is present?”

“There are those of the Most Devout that still remain within these most holy walls. I mean no offense, ser, but could I inquire as to who calls upon our order?” he asks.

“Ser Aurion Shryke, ruler of Stormgrave. I come to discuss the crystals of my mines,” you tell him. His eyes widen a touch at the word ‘crystals’ as a more worldly man would over gold or silver.

He clears his throat. “Ah. If you would be so good as to follow me, ser.” He leads you within the massive sept. Word is, the Royal Wedding is to take place within, and for good reason. It could easily host hundreds of lordly onlookers. You’re told the Royal Sept is kept more out of convenience to the family that sits the Iron Throne, more a chapel in truth, but enough for your purposes. He begs your leave and disappears within a side chamber cleverly carved into the walls encasing the halls of worship.
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>>4172087
You’re left standing about in silence for longer than you care for before the holy brother reappears along with a proper septon by his attire. “Ser Shryke, we are blessed by your fortuitous arrival. I am Septon Domerick. Come with me if you please,” the skinny, elderly man introduces.

You’re led through a white marble passageway adorned with candles held aloft by real gold ornamentation into an even more well-adorned chamber. The smell of incense wafts through the entranceway and you see a chandelier of crystal hanging from the vaulted ceiling. You take a seat in a comfortable chair as Septon Domerick does the same on the opposite side of a polished red wood desk.

“I am told you came to discuss the crystals of Stormgrave that were historically tithed to the Faith,” he begins with steepled fingers.

“Aye, septon. I have only recently rid the mines of heathen raiders from the Stepstones and expect operations to resume soon,” you say.

“Hmm. A shame such a thing came to pass. Tell me, ser. Does House Shryke now rule all of Stormgrave?” he asks.

“I do. The lands were titled to me after House Sunglass fell from grace,” you confirm.

“We were most distressed that the Stranger saw fit to strike down godly men like those of House Sunglass. Did you know the latest Ser Sunglass did have the honor of holding the title of Guardian of the Faith…? But perhaps the Father has shined upon us once again by delivering you to us. Tell me, Ser Aurion. Are you a man of the True Gods?” he asks.

Are you?

>Yes. The pious influence of your old overlords and your time spent playing around the sept in your youth rubbed off on you.
>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.
>No. You’ve dabbled in the gods of various peoples, but never truly committed to any one set of beliefs.
>Something else.

I’m assuming you’ll just go ahead with a Deception roll if a “No” vote ends up winning. Picking up tomorrow with the results. I didn't mean to do this, but this update was 777 words if you discount the green text I added in at the top and this spoiler text here.
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>>4172095
>Yes. The pious influence of your old overlords and your time spent playing around the sept in your youth rubbed off on you.

I think it'd be nice to play a semi-pious main character for once.
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>>4172095
>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.
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>>4172095
>>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.
>>4172112
I also think this is more about what we as Aurion believe. And not just spouting out into the world. Meaning this is a real character development option. So choosing one for short term gains might not be the best option. Even if we lose the deception roll I would be fine with that.
They still want what we have. We will lie through our teeth and get the most we can from these 7 colored faithful fucks.
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>>4172112
+1
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>>4172095
>No. You’ve dabbled in the gods of various peoples, but never truly committed to any one set of beliefs.
A little bit of this, a little bit of that...
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>>4172095
>>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.
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>>4172095
>Something else.
>Yes and no. We believe in the same god, but the true god must have more than seven faces.
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>>4172225
Dig this, get all theological on this guy.
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>>4172095
>>No. You’ve dabbled in the gods of various peoples, but never truly committed to any one set of beliefs.
i'll back anon here>>4172225
if it can be combined, just to fuck with the fate
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>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.

I just want to see where the drowned god leads
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>>4172095
>No. You’ve dabbled in the gods of various peoples, but never truly committed to any one set of beliefs.
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>>4172095
>No. There are those amongst your people who worshipped the Storm Gods of old and you count yourself amongst them. Practical deities for seabound folk.
Definitely the most intriguing of the options I think
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>>4172095
>>No. You’ve dabbled in the gods of various peoples, but never truly committed to any one set of beliefs.
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>>4172095

Changing my vote from this >>4172128 to this >>4172225
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>>4172225
And this is why I like write-ins. You've given me a few lore ideas. Ok. I'm going to use the write-in with the caveat that the other faces Aurion considers are the Storm Gods, which would be his preference out of the aspects.

You could get away with not having to be deceptive with this take as organized religions of this scale are known to be prudent enough to adapt to minor alterations from local beliefs. Up to you.

>Persuasion
>Deception
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>>4172659
>Persuasion
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>>4172659
>Persuasion
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>>4172659
Persuasion
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>>4172659
>>Persuasion
because duh
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Let's see where this falls. I see it more as a Charm towards the appeal of his take rather than the Convince of a deep theological debate given we are talking about a character that can't even read.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 7d6 for Charm? DC is 21. 2 Degrees would be a bigger help.
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Rolled 2, 3, 1, 6, 1, 3, 2 = 18 (7d6)

>>4172702
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Rolled 4, 5, 3, 3, 6, 2, 5 = 28 (7d6)

>>4172702
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Rolled 2, 2, 5, 5, 3, 1, 4 = 22 (7d6)

>>4172702
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>>4172714
2 degrees. Fucking nice. Are we just convincing him we are "theistic" like himself just different?
I guess that would help our bargaining?
I'm still curious what we may get out of this.
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>>4172714
the reformation begins
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>>4172740
>>4172745
It's almost redemption for the quad 1s. More atonement must be made.
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I'm writing a post up right now, but the presence of one of the vote options is going to be dependent on a Knowledge test.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 3d6 for Knowledge? DC:12
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Rolled 5, 4, 2 = 11 (3d6)

>>4172801
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Rolled 6, 1, 6 = 13 (3d6)

>>4172801
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Rolled 2, 3, 6 = 11 (3d6)

>>4172801
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>>4172806
Our heavies are going to be stormgrave faith-based units!
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You take a proffered studded chalice of red wine as you consider your answer. “I believe so, but I defer to your judgement on it,” you tell him carefully.

“What do you mean, ser?” the septon seems curious.

“My people worshipped the Storm Gods of old for as long as there were people. When the Faith took root, the God of the Sky and Winds became the Father and the Goddess of Waves and Sea became the Mother. The other aspects are the storms of their coupling,” you tell him sincerely.

He seems perturbed by your take. “There are many who would take your words as blasphemy,” he warns.

“Aye? Seems to me they’d be foolish to say so. The gods of old existed long before the holy texts came to these shores, right? Either our gods weren’t real, a dangerous take to godly folk set in their ways, or what’s not mentioned in the sermons of some places may still be valid in other places,” you say. “Or would you have me think the winds that have kept my course honest and true are not the work of the Father and the waves that have kept me afloat and fed with their bounty are not the work of the Mother?”

Never mind that they are more likely to be referred to in the older fashions, the man doesn’t need to know the intimate details. He nods in agreement. “But of course, you have the right of it, ser. What has delivered you if not the work of the Father and Mother both? These practices are conducted within a sept, yes?” he asks.

“Aye, Septon Domerick. The tithes were collected at the sept as well,” you note his expression brighten further at the magic word. “Though it saddens me to say our sept was sacked and destroyed by godless raiders. The elderly septon of my youth was struck down as well. The heathens have faced the Sky Father’s justice, but the damage has been done. Would that House Sunglass left more men of character behind to defend what matters most.”
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>>4172911
“This is most tragic news,” the old septon says while making pious gestures with his hands.

He seems a genuine enough fellow, but the wealth on display and his reactions to tithes speak of other priorities at work. This would be the point where you move on to business. You could drop the tithing entirely and work out a price for your goods, but you do have other industries to fill your coffers. There are other things the Faith might be able to support you on…

Titles for one, such things boost your prestige and reputation. This man has already dangled the title of the late Ser Sunglass in front of you, an obvious enticement. Eventual help with repairs to your sept or favor shown in bringing on a new holy man to soothe the spirits of your roughened people. But then…

>Rolled 13 vs DC 12 for Knowledge. Success, 1 degree.

You’ve also heard tale of the famous bells of the Great Sept. The seven bells are rung only on momentous occasions. Asking for the lot of them to be rung for your wedding would be beyond presumptuous but ringing just one shouldn’t cause any offence and would show favor towards you. A nice surprise.

>You can arrange trade in coin for the crystals, or you can tithe them in exchange for other favors. Mechanically speaking, I was a big fan of the faith points system from House Grallner Quest. Basically, you gain titles and other such favors as you generate good will with the Faith. This can be done through tithing, winning battles/tourneys in their name, vanquishing mutual foes, etc.

What would you prefer?

>Trade in coin.
>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor.
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>>4172912
>>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor.
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>>4172912
>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor
But only because I also really like Grallner's Faith Point system
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>>4172912
> tithe the crystals and negotiate
maybe there's a sept or even an alms-house in our future
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>>4172912
>>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor.
I havent seen the system, but I loke the idea of having different avenues of support and not simply wealth.
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>>4172912
>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor
I don't know what to ask for but sure
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>>4172947
Alms house isn't worth tithing.
Id rather go heavy investment if we will go that way. And save up a shit ton of favors.

Cathedral KAR
Requirements: Small City or larger community & Influence 50+
Investment: 35 Wealth, 10 Influence
Time: 48+6d6 Months
Bonus: House Fortunes +12
Other Rules: It also offers three (3) random benefits rolling a 1d6:

1 - Scrivener’s Hall: A small room dedicated to education, this increases literacy in the area.
2 - Alm’s House: This is a building where the holy men and worshippers can feed the poor.
3-4 - Sect of Sisters: A sect moves to the location, like the Silent Sisters, or the Order of the Mother.
5 - Hall of Healing: This is a place where educated holy men can attempt to cure the sick for charity.
6 - Crypt: This is a structure underneath the Sept itself, where pious or important folks are buried.

Description: A Cathedral is a beating heart of the Faith in Westeros. While many communities might have a Sept, those are simple houses of prayer and ministry. A Cathedral is the glory and might of the Seven made manifest.

Insane investment.
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>>4172912
>Tithe the crystals and negotiate for different sorts of favor.
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Having favor with the Faith means for one having a better reputation i'd say. A reputation as a charitable faithful House. Also if a septry or a motherhouse is established on Stormgrace they can be a great source of produce, goods, literate scribes. Also they accumulate silver and gold from donations. These religious settlements can be taxed by the lord of the land they are on, that is within reason.
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>>4172912
>>Trade in coin.
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>>4172969
What I am interested in is how much each point is worth. And if we will be negotiating how much our crystals are worth more than what house sunglass was getting.
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>>4172855
You can add the crusader keyword to them and invest in a chaplain type to tag along for bonuses later on if that ends up being popular.
>>4173005
I'll probably post specific numbers tomorrow or Sunday. I need to retool things to take the scale and breadth of this quest into account, but there will be a fixed system for this with seven tiers which unlock different bonuses and rewards.

Okay then. I don't see this vote flipping, so I'm going to go ahead and lock it in. One quick note to everyone, this doesn't necessarily make Aurion a fanatically pious person. He could just as well be doing this for mildly pious, practical purposes than from true fervor. It'll be up to the players to determine what sort of stock he puts in all this as the quest goes on. I'll be resuming in about 3 hours. Until then:

>Can I get 3 rolls of 6d6 for Persuasion (Bargain)?
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Rolled 4, 3, 1, 5, 6, 6 = 25 (6d6)

>>4173190
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Rolled 2, 4, 5, 2, 5, 1 = 19 (6d6)

>>4173190
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Rolled 4, 2, 6, 2, 1, 4 = 19 (6d6)

>>4173190
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>>4173192
24 I like it.
We've been doing pretty fucking well.
We came in and spoke with someone fairly high powered considering our status roll. Did a good convince about us being religious so he likes us more and want to actually work with us.
And a 24 for bargaining, a "pious" person we should have done really well.
>>4173190
Thanks for the update boggs.
What was the dc?
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>Rolled 24 vs DC 15/21. (Faith points/bell ringing respectively.) 2 degrees/1 degree of success. Let me break this out a bit. Your mines produce 10 units of iron (common quality) and 2 units of crystals (superior quality) each month. House Sunglass was receiving 5 faith points for each tithed shipment of 2 units. You will instead receive 7 faith points each month. More on all that later.

“So we understand each other, septon, I am a man of coin as well as faith. I have an entire Free Company under my command. The rate these men go through food stores and other… worldly things would shock you,” you tell him with a cocksure smile as his melts away to distress.

“I had thought we were of a similar mind, ser,” his fidgets with his hands.

“Might be we are. I just want us to have an understanding here. I am not bound by traditional favor as it was with House Sunglass. I am amenable to giving, but I do expect gratitude,” you explain.

“I… I am sure we can arrange for that. Those who choose to give freely are of course more generous than those that give merely due to expectation,” he allows. “I would say you quite qualify for the first of the titles we bequeath upon the Faith’s great temporal allies. Ser Aurion Shryke, Proctor of the Faith.”

“Good! I like the sound of that. And fine timing at that. Tell me, do you know of the septon who will be conducting the wedding tomorrow at the Royal Sept?” you ask.

He mulls it over for a moment with his wine. “I am uncertain… it should be another of the Most Devout at such an exalted location. Why do you ask, ser?”

“Suppose I’ll find out soon enough. It’s my wedding,” you tell him.

He’s taken aback. “Truly? Our sincerest congratulations, ser. May the Mother bless your union.”

“See that’s what I’m hoping for,” you grin. “If the Mother’s tower of this Great Sept were to ring its bell, then my lady wife and I would feel very blessed indeed. Just the one bell,” you hold up a finger for emphasis.
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>>4173673
“That would be most… unorthodox. Unexpected,” he frowns.

“Aye, I’m sure, but much about me is. Such things are nearly expected of me and we wouldn’t want to disappoint, eh? Think of it as an opportunity. You have the lads outside pull on a bell for a few minutes and you greatly please powerful people. They will say, ‘that was Septon Domerick’s good work.’ And your name will be remembered,” you entice him.

“I will do my best to arrange this, but it will be a difficult thing, ser,” he says wearily.

“All the better. If it were a simple matter, then I would be less inclined to care. I’m told there will be birds released or something to that effect,” you reach down and pull your Myrish Lens from your belt. “This hill may have a high enough vantage point. If not, the tower will. Look out towards the Royal Sept and ring the bell when the birds take flight. It should be late morning or so, I would think,” you tell him.

The rest is just platitudes and reassurances. You leave the room feeling very satisfied with your scheming, enough to almost forget your annoyance with your old friend as you catch him up during the trip back. “… so they will be surprised by bell and title both. A fine gift, no? Wait…” you halt your horse upon the road.

“What is it?” Vaeron asks.

“In Qarth, man and wife may ask of one thing from the other. A gift that may not be refused… it’s not the same here but is there not some sort of gift giving?” you ask him.

“Dunno how it works with highborn…” he frowns in thought. “Thinking on it, Janesa mentioned something about a gift for you…”

“Does the bell count?” you ask in alarm and get only a ponderous shrug in return.

>Any gift ideas or other wedding ideas in general? I’m unexpectedly busy tonight, so I’m going to leave it here and jump into the wedding tomorrow night instead. I’m hoping to have the time to get some rare prewriting done at some point tomorrow to make a solid session of it when we run.
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>>4173675
Why not add a little something to the wedding? Do the Qarthian tradition with our with
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>>4173675
>Any gift ideas or other wedding ideas in general?
A Qartheen gown. :^)
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>>4173772
Or hear me out, I don't think we would have thrown out or we may have idk.
The weapon we had during the arc that we met her. As a mercenary, the weapon may not be very personable but as a gesture that everything we do is for her. Even the superior Halbard that we had will do if we simply don't have our previous one, that according to fluff we majored in till recently.
A mercenary without a weapon is dead. Something to that kind of tune is what we represent with that gift. We are defenseless as in open to her and only her.
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>>4173886
Something symbolic would be nice.
Maybe a necklace or other piece of jewelry made with a crystal from Stormgrave. I suppose it wouldn't have much value as far as jewelry goes, but it would be symbolic that she's now the Lady of Stormgrave. I don't know if that's practical in the time we have though (or if we even have a couple of crystals on hand or nearby). Maybe it can be something for the future. Lady Constance mentioned wanting to work with the crystals, so she might help with it.
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>>4173675
Shit, not enough time for crystal jewelry, let's arrange for flowers, we don't really know about her hobbies do we? How about a properly decorated chair so that she knows that she will have a place in our court
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Also anyone has the house creation thread? Can't find it on the archive
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>>4173675
Qartheen gown
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A copper bath tub for our chambers? Or maybe a large chest to store our belongings in? Something common enough to warrant every day use but not out of their price range.

>>4174068
It should be under the tag "Boggs", the last thread IIRC
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>>4174384
>>4173772
We aren't Qartheen. We never got understood Janeesa's dressing customs. It's odd to say the least to us, who grew up with Westeros to and to suggest such a thing to Cerelle even in Jest wouldn't be good. She is someone who we likely believe will not enjoy such a fashion sense. So it's not sincere nor does it make any sense.

So no one liked my symbolic give her our previous weapon thing to symbolize before her we are defenseless?
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Something symbolic and the gown. I can see the gown as something on Aurion's mind for sure. Adding a crystal to a band of gold for a ring seems like an easy enough task. I think I have a nice touch to add in for the mercenary reference now as well, but I won't spoil that just yet.

>>4173768
This could be done easily enough. It makes me curious as to what you would ask of her. I guess it could be a vow since it may be a challenge to come up with something material. Something to think about before tonight.

>>4174068
I don't think it's archived. I made the first quest thread well before the thread we did the house creation in fell off the board and then I never went back to it.
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>>4174782
I'm not sure why he wouldn't understand the dressing customs after spending so much time around her and in that part of the world, but I should add it's not the sort of thing he would present in front of her friends and family either.
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>>4174804
I am connecting it to her sense of fashion.
one tit out and all. Now if its a regular gown sure why not.
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>>4174804
>it's not the sort of thing he would present in front of her friends and family either.

I still wouldn't think Aurion would want his wife prancing around with one tit out. If he wouldn't feel comfortable presenting it to her in front of family and friends, why bother at all? Unless it's a sense of lingerie. And that doesn't seem like an appropriate gift for a wedding kind of thing. It sends the wrong message about why we want to marry her in its totality.
If she wouldn't wear it infront of family and friends who would she wear it for then? kids? commoners? Would Cerelle even wear it..?
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>>4173943
+1
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How about a necklace? Something nice with a big enough crystal if we brought any.
damn it if we had more time Constance could take of it... Wait, do we have enough time to talk to Constance? If her hobbies is jewelry then she gotta have a pile of failed or not projects that we can dig through, we could ask
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Luckily, you just so happen to know of a woman with a talent for jewelry that could be convinced to do some work on short notice. You return to the manse and call on Lady Constance. She does have some crystal on hand to work with. Whether it’s from your mines or not is another question, but it very well could be given the short distance involved. There can only be so many sources of a stone like that.

“I believe I could cut it to the shape of the bird upon your sigil,” she muses while examining the multihued rock with a critical eye. “You will need this for tomorrow, ser?”

“If that’s possible. I’ll pay extra if need be,” you offer.

She seems surprised at your mention of pay. “I have the tools I need, and it is a rather small project all things considered. However, I have never accepted payment for my work before. It is merely a hobby of mine. It is unbecoming of a lady to pursue a craft,” she says as if rehearsing a lecture.

You frown. That’s sort of sad in a way given she’s clearly talented. “Hmm. Well we can trade in favors if coin is too much a bother. Let’s say I owe you one?” She nods with a slight smile as you leave her to her work.

You find Cleo drinking wine in the lounge with Lady Annara as you’re looking around for Janesa. “Ah good, you’re alive,” you note… along with the eye-catching slit of her dress. “Are you out husband hunting dressed like that.”

“As ever, you are the lacuna of wit,” she responds.

“… thanks?” you try.

“You should have told me sooner that Lady Cleomnestria was such an interesting conversationalist, ser,” Lady Annara says with a playful look… too playful. A Lysene and a Dornishwoman together in a lounge. There is a punchline here and it might just be you.

“Hopefully not too interesting,” you say, misliking the look of false innocence your formerly intimate ally adopts.

“Oh, we were discussing twins and the like. Were you aware ladies of a more respectable age are more likely to birth them?” Cleo asks. This is somehow amusing to the Lady Celtigar or Dayne… whichever she prefers.

“I wasn’t. Is Lady Janesa about? I can’t seem to find her,” you ask them both.

“Did she not tell you? She left for the Red Keep to ensure preparations were well underway. I suspect you will not see her until the morrow,” Lady Annara says.

She hadn’t mentioned it and it seems more like an excuse to avoid, well, just about anyone presently within the manse. Or it may have simply slipped her mind with her other distractions and your relatively early departure…

“I did not take her for the sort to leave you to your own whims on your last night as a bachelor,” Cleo teases.

“Truly my lady does not believe Ser Aurion capable of any wickedness,” Lady Annara says with mock surprise.

Are you?

>Yes. Is that Dornish wine? Better stuff than the weak wines of the Reach you’ve had to stomach.
>No. Make an early night of it.
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>>4175601
>No. Make an early night of it.
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>>4175601
>>Yes. Is that Dornish wine? Better stuff than the weak wines of the Reach you’ve had to stomach.
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>>4175601
>>No. Make an early night of it.
we've been going for dutiful let's try and keep it tat way.
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>>4175601

> offer to suck Lady Annara's dick
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4175601
1 >>Yes. Is that Dornish wine? Better stuff than the weak wines of the Reach you’ve had to stomach.
2 >>No. Make an early night of it.
They're both very convincing but we've been doing so well staying celibate. I leave this to fate.
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>>4175601
>No. Make an early night of it.
We made a decision, so let’s keep to it
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>>4175601
>No. Make an early night of it.
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Writing!
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“I believe him capable of much and more,” Cleo says while swirling her wine.

“Aye, she’s right. I cut a man’s hand off last night and spent the day haggling with a septon,” you move forward with a confident swagger in your step, taking in the interested looks. “But my lady wife awaits me after I sleep, so as much as I may appreciate a finely aged Dornish wine over the grape juice of other regions, I’m afraid I’ll be retiring early,” you tell them. You’ll content yourself with adding some extra color to the lady of the manse’s cheeks.

Your sleep is somewhat restless as the excitement and anticipation for the coming day builds, but you wake with first light well-rested enough. You even have time to have a bath drawn before you set about fretting over your fine noble’s attire. You take satisfied note of the additional lightning bolt added to the sleeve as you slip into the garment and adjust your sword belt.

Vaeron and Trios fall in with you by dint of seniority. Both are armed and armored, your champion carrying flail and needlessly monstrous looking helm on opposite hips while your indominable old lieutenant wears a flamboyant feathered hat with great sword strapped to his back. They’re followed by their mirror opposites in the opulently dressed and perfumed Ladies Constance and Cleo. They’ve both opted for shades of a dark red. It at least makes sense for Constance with her house’s colors. Cleo either decided to match her or was as satisfied with her look in it as anyone else with eyes would be.

“I hope it is to your satisfaction, ser,” Lady Constance says as you look over the ring she crafted. You’ve no idea how she’s managed it, but it looks a twin to your own emblem. It’s of a size to sick out without being gaudy or cumbersome and sits upon a gold band.

“I think it’s perfect, my lady. The gold band was a nice touch as well,” you note approvingly.

“Gold suits the Lady Cerelle, ser. I am glad it pleases you,” she smiles.

Your party of five rides to the Red Keep at a leisurely pace as the city slowly comes to life in the early morning hours. No doubt the city is still a shithole even at this hour, but it is at least more pleasant without the bustling crowds and shadier night life. The guards at the keep don’t hold you up for more than a passing moment, having been told to expect your presence. Due to her time serving as a handmaiden, Lady Constance is able to easily direct you to the Royal Sept itself with no trouble.

You enter and see…

>Can I get 4d6 for Awareness (Notice)?
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Rolled 5, 2, 6, 3 = 16 (4d6)

>>4175906
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Rolled 2, 2, 2, 1 = 7 (4d6)

>>4175906
all 1's!
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Rolled 6, 3, 4, 3 = 16 (4d6)

>>4175906
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>16 vs DC 12. 1 degree of success.

A herald announces your arrival along with your titles, including your status as Proctor conferred upon you just yesterday. Odds are the somewhat younger portly septon near the altar conversed with Septon Domerick on the matter. Whatever the case, it’s satisfying to hear the surprised murmurs of those already present.

Janesa and the septon are both already present as are a smattering of others mingling about the outskirts of the lavish chamber or seated in the case of some of the older couples. You can’t say you recognize many aside from Lord Estermont and… ah, there’s a pretty one. You recognize the Lord of Lannister from that disastrous first meeting with Lord Lydden, but the woman next to him is something else entirely. This must be the Lady Cersei. She vaguely reminds you of Cerelle with her golden curls and similar age, it’s a good part of what drew your eye, but you’ve enough appreciation of women to see the similarities mostly end there. Only a fool wouldn’t find her beautiful, probably even more so than Cerelle by the reckoning of most, and you can tell she knows it by the way she carries herself… but she lacks your betrothed’s sophistication if that’s the right word for it. In any case, she might very well be the sort to lift a grieving king up out of despair. A fine choice.

Your own companions are ushered to their seats, the ladies at least, Vaeron and Trios are like to scuff up the fancy wooden pews and so instead approach Janesa and the septon along with you. “Well met, Ser Aurion. I am Septon Alfyn. I have the honor of conducting the ceremony today,” the portly man is ruddy faced and cheery with a habit of bouncing on his feet. At least he won’t put you to sleep.

“Pleased to meet you, septon. I assume you’ve spoken with Septon Domerick?” you ask.

“Oh yes, ser! Worry not, arrangements are in order. We have a lovely flock of doves set to take flight upon the conclusion of the ceremony,” he reassures.

“Excellent news, my thanks,” you tell him before begging your leave to attend to your confused seneschal. You note she barely spares a glance toward Vaeron who hangs back a step as well. Not overly surprising but bothersome all the same.

“Proctor of the Faith? When did this happen? And who is Septon Domerick?” she’s completely lost.

“You look beautiful. Doesn’t she, Vaeron?” he quietly voices his assent. Good enough. “My title? Haven’t you heard? I’m a man of the gods now. Have been since yesterday,” you smugly announce.

“What is this over doves?” she presses on.
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>>4176170
“Why ask questions when you can wait and see for yourself?” you counter as you grin and wave to Ser Wylis Manderly as he’s announced. He’s a big man by any reckoning, but he’s not gone to fat like his father. At least not yet. A few other guests you don’t recognize funnel in while you wait until the appointed time arrives.

Her mother and her friends from the other night come in first. Your heart beats faster. Those meandering about find their seats. Vaeron and Trios step back off to the side of the altar while the Ladies Marissa and Lenore take places on the opposite side. She steps through the light of the entranceway escorted by her father. She wears a white gown laced with gold beneath a cloak in the colors of House Lydden. You get a slight nod from Lord Lewys which you return, but otherwise you’ve eyes only for Cerelle.

The septon begins a brief yet energetic sermon on the virtues of those who stay true to Mother and the Maiden while you gaze deep into the eyes of your wife to be. There’s so much you want to say to her and now you’ll have a lifetime to do so. You’re only brought back to the moment as Lord Lewys steps forward again to remove her maiden’s cloak. You take your cue to fasten your own cloak in its place and are relieved you don’t fumble it in your excitement.

The septon beams. “Now I am told the couple will be asking a single vow each in accordance with the customs of House Shryke.” You weren’t aware you had any customs to speak of and that one strikes you as a Qartheen nod, but it only makes sense given who did the bulk of the planning for this.

“Do you vow to remain honest and true to me, to keep me in your counsel from now until the Stranger takes us?” Cerelle asks you.

>Yes (sincerely)
>Yes (for show)

Also, what will you be asking of her? Something similar? Something related to motherhood or love or creating a legacy with your house? Anything else that may be appropriate or fitting for such an occasion? I’ll take a write-in or a general concept is fine too.
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>>4176175
>>Yes (sincerely)
Give her a wink too
"“Do you vow to be open and loving to me, to grant me your mind and heart from now, until the storms claim our island?"
Or something to that effect.
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>>4176175
>>Yes (sincerely)
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>>4176175
>>Yes (sincerely)
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>>4176175
Yes(sincerely)


>>4176198
I like this but how about weathering the storm instead of being claimed by it?
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>>4176215
Hell yeah, man. I just wanted to work either the culture of our island or the sigil of our house into it. Thought it'd be neat to have the Stranger mentioned in her part and the Storm Father in ours. But I like weathering it. Better for a wedding.
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Maybe something like "you are my calm in every storm the wind in my sails and the waves under my ship"
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>>4176198
>>4176215
Sounds good to me. Im not sure about you guys but you've given the base if Boggs wants to/can change it for the better amen.
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>>4176175
>>Yes (sincerely)
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“I do so vow,” you tell her sincerely. “Do you vow to be open and loving to me, to share with me your heart and mind so that we may weather any storm?”

“I do so vow,” she says with a radiant smile.

“In the eyes of the Seven, you may seal your union with a kiss,” the septon declares.

“With this kiss I pledge my love, and take you for my knight and husband,” Cerelle promises.

“With this kiss I pledge my love, and take you for my lady and wife,” you lean in and kiss her fully with passion as the audience politely applauds.

“Here in the sight of gods and men, I do solemnly proclaim Aurion of House Shryke and Cerelle of House Lydden to be man and wife, one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever, and cursed be the one who comes between them,” Septon Alfyn booms.

You walk with Cerelle arm in arm down the aisle to the Royal Sept’s gilded doors. White doves take flight into the open sky. You stop and wait as Cerelle looks to you questioningly and the attendees look on. “Aurion?”

The bell tolls across the city, the sound clear even from this lofty hill. “Is that… a bell of the Great Sept?” your wife asks in disbelief.

“The one of the Mother’s Tower? Sounds that way. A good omen, no?” you ask.

“Lady Janesa made no mention of this… how?” seems excited and surprised in equal measure.

“Well, she stole away and left me to my own whims yesterday, so I thought, ‘why not talk on the finer points of the Faith with one the Most Devout?’ I found Septon Domerick to be a likeable enough fellow amenable to a little send off,” you explain. You did say you’d mention his name. Now it’s her turn to lean in for a deep kiss.

>Moving on to the feast tomorrow, thanks for playing!
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>>4176381
thanks for running, have a good night
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>>4175906
No? No!? damn anons.. you guys are serious, no hdw and cleo? damn
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>>4176554
The thirst is real, they'll be throwing themselves at us now that it has become a game
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Everything is going a little too smoothly for a Boggs quest right now. Cleo isn't pregnant from that one time, is she? That comment she made in an earlier post about ladies of a more respectable age being more likely to birth twins is making me think.
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>>4176810
She's a professional and we never got the roll for it. Don't forget the drama between the two most trusted people in our group either
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>>4176811
I guess Boggs could have rolled it himself...

>>4176810
Man why you got to bring that up
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>>4176810
Our enemies are going to go fucking ballistic after this stunt with the bell and title. And wait for the feast when they find out that we invited a pirate, haha. There's plenty of room for fuck ups
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>>4176810
Our Aurion has been studiously ignoring matters of war. Just sayan.
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You’re feasted within the so-called Small Hall, which is still more than large enough to comfortably host all of your assembled guests. This may be the happiest and most animated you’ve seen your new bride, but you take note of the way she still surveys the hall with a critical eye. You take her by the hand to help her into the seat at your side as the other guests slowly funnel in.

“The seating arrangements were nearly as difficult as the invitations,” Cerelle tells you. “Too many lords and ladies with prickly pride. Speaking of, I do believe you removed the hand of Lord Roland Crakehall’s captain of spears. In a brothel.”

You freeze at her cool expression, nearly knocking over your cup. “Hold on now---”

“Of course, I wasn’t at all pleased to hear this. My Aurion in a brothel two nights before our wedding?” she continues, then she smirks. “Lady Janesa was present when the news reached me and confessed the situation was not as simple as it appeared. To hear her tell it, you have been rather gallant of late. Although this drama amongst your closest advisors is troubling in itself.”

You exhale in relief before giving voice to your own perturbations. “True enough, I think. I’ve been better behaved and yet increasingly vexed and tempted… and a captain of spears? Does this man keep a captain of latrines and a captain of stable boys as well? I might take offense over high titles being used so loosely.”

She seems amused but warns you all the same. “Best to keep those thoughts to yourself. Father was displeased over this as well. Especially so soon after watching the tilts with you.”

“I warned the man and kept my word. Your lord father would’ve done much the same in front of his own men,” you grumble.

“Perhaps, if he somehow found himself in such a position to begin with,” she allows with a playful look. “I’m sure it doesn’t help matters that Valyrians have a certain reputation towards… passionate expression.”
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>>4177879
“If my lady is trying to distract me, it’s working,” you tell her, leaning in for your own take on passionate expression… and having to pull away far earlier than you’d like as Lannister and Lydden approach to take rightful place upon the dais. It looks as if the men will be on your side and the women on your wife’s side. Cerelle turns the gesture into a chance to whisper a few names your way. The next tier down from the high table would be the Estermonts, Baneforts, and a Lefford along with Ser Kevan Lannister. Below them are Marbrand and Crakehall with Ser Wylis Manderly added in. The rest past them include a smattering of others such as Lydden offshoots and bannermen along with your own house and guests.

“Gods, she just had to be seated down so far,” you mutter as you catch sight of Cleo next to Lady Constance. You hope she doesn’t find reason to take slight.

Your wife follows your gaze. “Who? Lady Constance? Or is it the woman seated beside her? I would have taken her for a Celtigar if I knew of any half so pretty. Do you know her, Aurion?” she asks with her usual curiosity.

“Lady Cleomnestria, here at my invitation,” you tell her.

“Your sellsail envoy? I don’t believe you mentioned her beauty… she is here to offer ships?” she asks.

“If she is satisfied with the terms, then she may. I told her I would at least make an introduction to Lord Estermont,” you confirm before hesitating a moment, unsure of exactly how much is worth explaining at present. Questions of how well you know her and detailed questions of her background have gone unasked so far. It’s curious, there are many things of your lady wife that are still a mystery to you. Her hobbies, her desires for children to an extent… and her jealousy. She took the business with the brothel and Janesa rather well, at least assuming a confession from Janesa entailed bringing up her moment of weakness, but you’re unsure of what Cerelle would think of your brief fling with your pirate ally. There are your very recent vows to consider as well, but you’re not sure how to apply them with your past.

>Tell Cerelle of it.
>Withhold any mention of a prior intimate relationship.
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>>4177879

> "This is awkward but I know exactly what to do. Put your penis in my mouth and let me suck you off until you cum! Trust me, everything will be alright!"
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>>4177882
>Tell Cerelle of it.
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>>4177882
If Cerelle directly asks us, then we should tell the truth. Until then, we should simply talk around that particular encounter.
>Withhold any mention of a prior intimate relationship.
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>>4177925
I like this idea or we can tell her after? I don't think she will be that angry because it was before everything happened
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>>4177882
>Tell Cerelle of it later

I'm all for being completely open with her but could we do it when we're not in the middle of a feast surrounded by our new in-laws?
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>>4177882
>>Withhold any mention of a prior intimate relationship.
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>>4177940
Yeah, we should probably tell her later on but now is not the time
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>>4177882
>>Tell Cerelle of it.
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I'm calling it that it won't go well, either now or in private, telling her just after we married her that we fucked a pirate queen. This will only result in misery.
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Ok, I can work with this. We'll talk to her about the details, but not right now. Writing!
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>>4177882
>Withhold any mention of a prior intimate relationship
>Telling your new wife about people you slept with at your wedding
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>>4177882
>>Tell Cerelle of it.
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>>4177940
Yeah, supporting this.
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“She has such power in making terms?” Cerelle asks.

“There is a deal more to her than I’ve mentioned. Her presence is also a favor of sorts to another old friend… a conversation for another time,” you say with a glance towards the highest of highborns that are nearly upon you. You know your wife will want to know more of the complexities of the Triumvirate, but it could turn into a winding conversation and you’re not looking for her father’s heart to give out by the time soup is served. If she presses for more personal details on Cleo, then so be it.

Cerelle takes the cue and stands to accept a warm embrace from her mother as well as the Lady Cersei Lannister while you turn to the Lords Tywin and Lewys. “My lords, welcome,” you say with a slight bow to the two frosty Andal men who offer perfunctory greetings of their own along with polite congratulations.

The wine begins to flow along with the first course as you look about the hall. It seems you have a few things you could see to if you so desire. Approaching the Lord of Crakehall before he finds himself too deep in his cups may not be a terrible idea… or it might be he’s more amenable after some drink. There’s also the introduction you’d wanted to make between Cleo and Lord Estermont. Diving into that tonight isn’t strictly necessary as you’re not exactly forced to set sail upon the morrow, but it would certainly be convenient… or you could simply stay seated where you are right now. Either the two stuffy Westerlords will deem you fitting for conversation or you’ll turn towards the more animated womenfolk.

>Estermont/Cleo introductions
>Crakehall/Manderly table
>Stay put at the high table with your good-father and his liege
>Something else
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>>4178064
>>Estermont/Cleo introductions
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>>4178064
>>Estermont/Cleo introductions
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>>4178064
>>Estermont/Cleo introductions
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>>4178064
>Crakehall/Manderly table
If he is like his underling then we don't want to talk to him drunk
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>>4178102
I don't see why we would want to talk to him at all.
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Writing!
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You engage in some light small talk for politeness’s sake before moving on. Some of your guests are beginning to mingle about, so you take that as reason enough to do the same. “Back in a moment, love. I’d sooner see my part in these talks of ships done with,” you give your wife a quick peck and are off to the next table down.

You see Lord Estermont engaged in conversation with an athletically built man that must be the Lord Banefort by the vague resemblance between him and his daughter, Lady Marissa. Cerelle’s cousin looks to be speaking, or rather toying, with a young lad in Estermont colors while a couple other men look on and jest. “I hope you’re enjoying yourselves, my lords and ladies,” you say to the table in greetings.

You receive affirmations and well wishes in return and take an offered chair. “Captain Aurion, this is my son Ser Aemon, heir to Greenstone, and my nephew Andrew. Andrew here is to squire under his cousin Stannis soon enough,” Lord Estermont introduces.

“Ah, that would be the King’s brother, my lord? I had word he was the new master of ships,” you say.

“He is indeed. He readies the new Royal Fleet even now,” Lord Eldon confirms. At a pace like to see Dragonstone returned to the sea before they sail.

“Important work, to be sure. I take it the King is pleased with the pace of things?” you ask.

“King Robert has a restless spirit, though he loves his brother dearly,” Lord Eldon says diplomatically.

“Hmm. Might be I know someone who could be of help, my lord. An envoy of the Stepstones aligned against the raiders who have plagued our shores,” you tell him.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 7d6 for Charm?
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Rolled 3, 3, 3, 3, 1, 1, 1 = 15 (7d6)

>>4178167
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Rolled 3, 1, 5, 4, 5, 6, 2 = 26 (7d6)

>>4178167
Our V-Steel sword is black right? Is there any reason for that?
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Rolled 4, 2, 6, 6, 4, 4, 2 = 28 (7d6)

>>4178184
Wow..
>>4178167
Rolling better hopefully
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>>4178184
AH
>>4178167
Holy shit, I just reread the character sheet, we’re blind in one eye?
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>>4178184
>>4178186
>>4178188
26 vs DC 15. 3 degrees of success!

>>4178192
Yup.

>The Chad Aurion vs the Virgin Helmet Wearer

I'm not sure I've described the sword as black, only the scabbard. The metal would be darker with ripples throughout, given Valryian steel is supposed to look that way.
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“A sellsail?” he frowns. “I am unsure I would trust in such men of the Stepstones. It was a vile den when we put an end to the Ninepenny Kings.”

“I think this one might be more pleasing on the eye if nothing else, my lord. I’m sure Lady Cleomnestria can make for charming company if she puts her mind to it,” you say.

“Oh, would this be the lady pirate I have heard talk of? You simply must introduce me, Ser Aurion,” Lady Marissa Banefort claps her hands in excitement. Her father stares at her, goes to speak, and instead reaches out and drains his cup in one go.

“A woman, is it? I suppose I could hear at least hear what she has to offer,” Lord Eldon allows.

“As my lord wishes,” you say before cheerfully waving her over from her table. She practically glides across the room in her red dress, drawing looks from neighboring tables as she passes.

“May I present Lady Cleomnestria of the Narrow Sea,” you introduce to the surprise of those present. Lady Marissa shoos the dumbstuck young Andrew Estermont down a seat and beckons Cleo over.

“Captain Aurion suggested it may be worth the Triumvirate’s trouble to involve itself in this conflict,” she gets right to business.

“The Triumvirate… of Bloodstone? You speak on their behalf, my lady?” Lord Eldon asks.

“I speak only on my own behalf, my lord of Greenstone,” she replies. And waits.

The Westermen of the other coast miss the implication entirely, as do the younger Estermonts, but the wily older lord’s eyes widen in surprise.

“I see. My lady must understand, I now serve the King as an advisor. Any understanding we come to will need to be reached by the Lord hand and my nephew Stannis as well,” he says with new seriousness.

“It makes no difference to me, my lord, so long as your silver goes beyond your tongue as it is with our mutual friend,” she says with a coy look towards you.

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll find silver enough once House Rambton has been dealt with,” you tell her, more for Estermont’s benefit.

“House Rambton? I think you’ll find them well under heel, ser. Wendwater and Massey both were directed to bring their rebellion to an end,” Lord Eldon tells you.

Now it’s your turn to be surprised. “Truly? As of when, my lord?”
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>>4178313
“It would have been at least a turn of the moon by now. I expect Ser Rambton to beg the King’s Peace any day now if he hasn’t already,” Lord Eldon answers.

You exchange a look with Cleo and frown. “Neither of those houses have so much as raised a finger, my lord. We have it that Rambton lands are untouched…” you tell Lord Eldon to his consternation. You’ve suspicions of Massey that are yet unconfirmed, though unheeded orders compound their guilt. Wendwater though, that’s new and odd…

“Best to deal with rebels with your own hands,” Lord Quenten Banefort cuts in. He speaks quietly for such a man, especially given his more social sister, your good-mother. His comment draws wary looks from the rest of the table, even his daughter. Odd.

“It seems we’re of a mind on this, my lord,” you nod. “I will bring the Stormbringers down upon them. Their liege of Sunglass relies on them for food. Two houses for the work of one.” Lord Lefford coughs into his cup and Lady Marissa smirks. You weren’t attempting a jest, but they seem to think you’re being clever about it.

“The strategy is sound. Although you would do well to take appropriate prisoners, ser,” Lord Estermont advises.

“Oh, I did last time as well, my lord. I told the raiders who surrendered they would not die that day. It so happens I’m a man of my word. I hung them in the morning,” you tell him.

“It seems my sister had the right of you, ser,” Lord Banefort at least approves.

“My lord is too kind. Ah, but where are my manners? This is a wedding feast! Mine, as it happens. I’ll leave my lords and ladies to happier talk while I see to my lady wife,” you beg your leave and return to the high table for the main course.

>Spend more time with Cerelle
>See to any offence taken by Crakehall
>Check on some of the less favored tables
>Speak with your good-father

Continuing tomorrow. Thanks for playing!
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>>4178320
>>Speak with your good-father
We can chat about this thing with crakehall among other things. And see if it's worth smoothing over.
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>>4178320
>Speak with your good-father
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>>4178320
>Speak with your good-father
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>>4178320
>>Check on some of the less favored tables
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>>4178332
I think that is the best possible play right now. Seconding.
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>>4178320
>>See to any offence taken by Crakehall
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>>4178332
Supporting
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>>4178320
> Check on some of the less-favored tables
maybe we can pick up a squire or something
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>>4178332
Support
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You return in time for the roast boar to be served, slicing off a choice cut and helping Cerelle do the same before leaving her to whatever she’s discussing with the Lady Cersei. A bit under seasoned for your tastes, but the Westermen seem pleased with it all the same. Your good-father provides the answer readily enough. Stiff as he is, he seems to find his tongue with enough wine.

“We took the boar on a hunt within the Kingswood yesterday. A fine prize for my daughter’s wedding,” he seems pleased with himself. “Are you a keen hunter yourself?”

“I can’t say I’ve given it much of a try, my lord,” you say between bites.

“Truly? You’ve never taken a boar? Gone hawking?” he frowns.

“In the few places I’ve been where such sport was possible, it was best to trust to locals. The wild beasts that live east of Valyria are more like to do the hunting if you venture out far enough,” you tell him. It’s not as if you’ve never fished, but that’s not like to impress the man.

He scoffs. “You’re in civilized country now. Get yourself some dogs and a proper boar spear. No bows either. Men should take their prey up close.”

Best not to mention you even lack a respectable horse. You simply nod along. “The bow is wasted on me any road, my lord,” you point to your bad eye. “This eye’s near useless. Took a steel rimmed shield to it in my first battle.”

“I suppose I can at least respect a fighting man… though Lord Roland had choice words over your brawling with his sworn men. I’ve heard all I care to of the matter from all sides, men will be men and Crakehalls are known for their brashness. I should know, mine own good-mother was one. Roland was at least tempered by old Lord Sumner, but his sons are another matter,” Lord Lewys says.

“I’ve no quarrel with them over this beyond that their man was stupid enough to challenge me in front of my men… should I seek to make peace over this, my lord?” you ask.

“It would be a respectable notion,” he allows before turning his own deep blue eyes to the table in question where the burly Lord Crakehall is slamming back cups with the equally bulky Manderly heir. “For another day, perhaps. I know not whether he is more likely to strike you or crush you in an embrace and I could do without finding out.”
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>>4179761
“As you say, my lord. Thinking on it, I saw one of his sons a few nights past, though I don’t see him now. Cerelle mentioned he was rather smitten with her. I’d not known they were second or third cousins,” you make a face.

“Ser Tybolt, most likely. The lad has known my daughter since they were children. Why he suddenly expressed interest where there was none before is beyond me…” The tits. “Yes, they would be cousins. What of it? At least half this room is distant kin. That is how alliances are made and the peace is kept. Of course, it is best to wed within lesser branches when appropriate to keep the blood pure. Elsewise noble lineages would lose their identities,” he lectures.

The whole topic holds a sort of queer fascination for you. Aside from Janesa’s prattling of her own storied bloodline, you’ve never had reason to care of such things before. Those of your birth mostly just breed with whoever is available with little thought towards the blood of their offspring. Even whichever Dragon gave you your eyes and blood clearly gave little thought towards where their seed fell. That such attention and pride would be placed on blood is a new reality to adjust to. It does turn your mind to what your own children will look like. Will you have little lions or badgers running around or will they be of dragon stock like yourself with your eyes and maybe fairer hair from their mother? Will your lady wife seek to rear them with tutors and the like of the West, or will she take up local customs?

You’re distracted from your musings when some of the guests start to trickle by and pay their respects to the dais as well as present gifts in honor of your wedding. You take your wife’s hand despite yourself, ready to act if need be. The last time someone saw fit to make a gift to you, it turned out to have a stinger… she looks to you with wordless concern, but your worries are for naught. Most of the gifts are for your bride which makes a deal of sense given most are here more for her than for you.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 4d6 for Awareness (Empathy)? DC: 12
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Rolled 6, 2, 1, 3 = 12 (4d6)

>>4179764
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Rolled 2, 3, 1, 6 = 12 (4d6)

>>4179764
One big roll to start the night!
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Rolled 3, 3, 2, 1 = 9 (4d6)

>>4179764
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>>4179819
>>4179775
wow same roll. interesting
Like the same exact numbers just a different order.
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Lord Tywin himself starts it off with a surprising gift, a gold hand mirror crowned by two lions with ruby eyes. “My brother is of a mind that you will be running your household much the same way mine own lady wife ran mine… this mirror belonged to her. It is fitting that you should have it,” he says in a way that exudes authority.

“I am greatly touched and honored, my lord. Thank you,” Cerelle says respectfully. He gives a brief nod to you both and returns to his seat. The display sets off a slight murmur throughout the hall.

>Rolled 12 vs DC 12 for Awareness (Empathy)

But your eyes follow your wife’s quick glance to her other side… and to Lady Cersei. The woman is quietly seething, her earlier self-assuredness gone. You don’t know why, but she is clearly jealous over the gift. Something to mention to Cerelle later, as friends and family follow their liege lord’s example.

Cerelle receives a saddle with elaborate scrollwork from Crakehall, who favors her with a toothy smile that looks more like a growl as he turns to you. He’s followed by some choice pieces of jewelry from Celtigar and Lefford both. Cleo presents her with books, a surprisingly tame gift.

“I hope those aren’t from my library,” you jest.

“Books such as these would not be so readily found,” Cleo counters haughtily. She clearly uses the word “found” rather loosely.

“Thank you, my lady. I do enjoy reading,” Cerelle says before turning to you. “You keep a library?” she brightens at the news.

Next is a box containing… something from Marissa Banefort. Cerelle reaches inside and then promptly closes it with flushed cheeks. “That is quite… thank you cousin,” she says to Marissa’s too wide smile. You start to reach for the box on impulse, but Cerelle pushes it away from your grasp as her cousin stifles laughter. Curious.
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>>4179906
You are in turn presented with a fine belt from Ser Wylis Manderly encrusted with pearls arranged in the shape of the Seven Pointed Star, a lavish goblet from Estermont who you know can appreciate your thirst, and a surprise pair of riding spurs from Marbrand. Finally, your wife signals to Ellyn Hightower who appears with two servants to present you with… a caged bird? It’s a sea shrike like the one you took for your coat of arms. Not as large as a hawk or eagle, but bigger than most birds of its like. Just large enough to pluck a fish or small game if you were so inclined.

“I do enjoy hawking myself and thought it would be something we could do together. Does it please you, husband?” Cerelle looks to you expectantly.

“Of course, love,” you kiss her cheek and slip the crystal ring onto her finger as she looks to it in surprise. “Hmm, the gold does suit you.”

“Aurion, it’s beautiful,” she smiles. Then you tie an old, familiar ribbon around both her wrist and yours. The white is closer to a rust color now, but the green is still prominent. The very same ribbon she granted you before battle a lifetime ago.

“The favor… you kept it all this time?” her eyes are moist and glittering.

“Course I did. It reminded me of you and it’s lucky besides,” you tell her. She kisses you deeply and wipes at her face with the sleeve of her dress.

“Come husband, we must start the dance lest our guests grow restless,” she beckons you onwards as the musicians ply their craft. Not much you can do to refuse her what with the ribbon tying you to her. A trap of your own making.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 2d6 for Agility? DC 10 or Cleo is right.
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Rolled 5, 4 = 9 (2d6)

>>4179910
>DC 10 or Cleo is right.
TOP KEK
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Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d6)

>>4179910
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Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d6)

>>4179910
welp we're hosed.
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It starts off pleasant enough, a slow song to get into the rhythm of things and show off your bride. You gaze into the deep pools of her eyes and savor the moment. Then the pace of the music picks up to match the enthusiasm of other feast goers joining in. And you act towards your nature… which as it happens, seems to be chaos. You’re completely off rhythm and it’s all Cerelle can do to try to guide you into some semblance of an orderly dance. She does a passable job of it, to be sure, but it’s unlikely that passed without notice. The gods or musicians, or both, take pity upon you and begin another slow song.

I loved a maid as fair as summer
with sunlight in her hair.

I loved a maid as red as autumn
with sunset in her hair.

I loved a maid as white as winter
with moonglow in her hair.


You pass by Trios of the First, an obnoxiously adept dancer for such a grim man, who expertly leads Lady Constance. He says nothing, but his eyes are full of rare amusement. The last time you saw him like this, it was at a mummer’s show after a stilted performer toppled over onto a banquet.

Then you see Cleo, who effortlessly glides about with Lord Estermont of all people. She maneuvers to within gloating distance. “I want you to know. This was what I looked forward to most,” Cleo tells you in her lilting Valyrian. This is what defeat feels like.

Some of the dancers begin to switch partners while you move about with your bride, still literally tied together at the wrist.

>Sharing is caring
>Nope, she’s all yours
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>Aurrie takes up dancing to improve his agility
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>>4179992
>>Sharing is caring
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>>4179992
>Sharing is caring
Time to fail some more
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>>4179992
>>Nope, she’s all yours
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>>4179992
>>Sharing is caring
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>>4179992
>>Nope, she’s all yours
She's our wife, it's only fair she shares in our embarrassment.
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>>4180018
Ditto
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>>4179992
>>Nope, she’s all yours
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Rolled 2, 6, 3 = 11 (3d6)

Calling it for keeping her to yourself!

Alright, the next update will be getting to the bedding and all that. Unfortunately, I need to get some sleep, so I will drop the update tomorrow during the day. I just need 3 rolls of 2d6 for Thievery to see if Aurion manages any sleight of hand when the womenfolk are pulling at his clothes. Just beat the roll in this post.
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Rolled 4, 3 = 7 (2d6)

>>4180152
lol
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Rolled 4, 1 = 5 (2d6)

>>4180152
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Rolled 3, 5 = 8 (2d6)

>>4180152
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>>4180152
Christ, did a lady stick a finger in us?
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>>4180164
>>4180203
>>4180212
Well there are worse rolls to fail.

I could use a roll for influence gain from all this. A 1d6+6 (3 from marrying up, 3 from the bell stunt).
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Rolled 2 + 6 (1d6 + 6)

>>4180281
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Rolled 5 + 6 (1d6 + 6)

>>4180281
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>>4180281
None from the new title? Or was that meshed together with the bell stunt?
>>4180293
I failed you...
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Man.. Low rolls tonight huh?
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Rolled 6 + 6 (1d6 + 6)

>>4180281
goddamn it
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>Gained 8 Influence, new total of 30.

It looks like the end of war baby/marriage boom kept you from maximum exposure, but that's still a pretty good haul.

>>4180297
Nah, not for the first title. There are too many Proctors in the Realm for it to warrant an influence boost. However, it will give you a discount of 1 wealth for purchasing faith holdings.

I finally found the time to work on the end of wedding update, so that should be up in the next 90 minutes or so. No actual run tonight though. I'm working on some other things (including some housekeeping for the quest).
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>>4181675
Adding a faith column in our house resources?

Nice the title isn't absolutely useless. So that's nice.
If you have an idea ho much faith would you say is worth 1 weath towards faith upgrades?
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You endure a few groans and boos in jest as you plead forgiveness of the other dancers. The lace binding your wrists simply won’t be parted no matter how lightly you pretend to tug upon it. She’s all yours and you’re not sharing her after so long apart. Especially at the peril of crushing the toes of your lady guests.

“When the septon spoke of suffering together, I’m not quite sure this is what he meant,” Cerelle fights back a smile but is pleased all the same.

“Sure it was. Do you doubt the will of the gods? I never thought I’d wed a blasphemer!” you jest.

She smiles despite herself. “And I never thought to see my sellsword honored by the Faith. So long as the will of the gods have you rubbing the soreness from my feet and ankles later, you may be forgiven.”

“Oh, that’s not all I’ll ru—" she pulls you closer to cut you off as the color rises in her cheeks.

You feel the slight bump of her belly against you and plant light kisses upon her as you both slowly dance off to the side, completely off from the upbeat song. It doesn’t go unnoticed for too long.

“Someone see to the bedding lest they move on to it without us!” someone yells out. The cry is quickly taken up by others and you’re swarmed by the livelier guests as you suddenly figure out how to untie the ribbon.

The tide separates you from your bride and you’re swarmed by giggling ladies. Your doublet is pulled over your head before you can react to a round of catcalls. They grab at your clothes as you make your way down the hall. You playfully try to pull at laces when opportunity presents itself, causing a couple blushing maids to double back, but denying you a choice look. You nearly manage to undo the front of Lady Marissa’s dress, but she pulls away with a cackle as you lose your pants. They gasp and fawn over your lightning bolts at one turn and make ribald bedding comments at another. You even catch Lenore Lydden join in for a quick grope of your bicep of all things, though she looks like to melt when she catches your eye.
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>>4182081
You make it to the bed chambers at about the same time as Cerelle and find yourself shut in with her while some calls can still be heard outside the door. Her chambers by the scent of her perfume. She’s bare arsed and red faced with an excited smile. Somehow, she’s managed to keep her corset alone.

“The lace was well tied,” she shyly explains. “Will you help me with it?”

You’re quick to oblige, though she steps back to the bed before it falls away. “I’m… different,” she says.

You reach out and pull it away and take her in fully. Her belly sticks out a touch and her breasts are fuller than ever. What of it? “I’ve never wanted you more,” you tell her honestly before helping her onto the bed.

She looks to you with desire but stops you with an outstretched leg. “You stepped on my foot,” she mock pouts.

“So I did,” you massage it for a minute and kiss your way up her thighs to the prize.

She starts to sit up suddenly. “Aurion?! What are you doi---oh gods!” A new trick for her. Any doubts from those outside the doors as to the enthusiasm within would no doubt be washed away by now with Cerelle’s cries of passion, which only intensify when you finally take her.

“What do you think it will be?” you ask her later as you lazily trace lines up and down her curves while she nestles into your side.

“A girl if the Seven show me half the favor they show you,” she sleepily replies.

You snort. “Why?”

“Girls don’t leave their mothers to die in pointless battles,” she says more seriously.

That gives you pause. You know her brother’s fate had a great impact upon her and clearly still does. Still, she’s asleep in your arms with a contented look before long. As are you, feeling as if a void in your heart has been filled at last.

>Here it is at last. Continuing tomorrow night! Thanks for being patient as always.
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>>4182030
Precisely that. I'm working on that right now. I'm going to put my take on the faith system in a separate document as well, so other QMs can use it if it suits them. I ripped the general concept off from Father's short knightly house quest (which I think I might personally miss the most). I'll be happy to take any feedback on it from anyone when it's ready (hopefully) tomorrow.

The other thing I've been working on are some tweaks to using influence, which I think I'll be applying to future personage holdings. Probably as a way to put out a call recruiting them or something along those lines. As I've mentioned previously, it'll also apply to heirs based on the attached chart.

I'd actually be interested in any ideas and discussion you all may have on heirs. Is there a desire to pick the gender via vote or would you prefer to flip for it? You have 30 Influence to spend right now. A first born son is 20 and a first born daughter is 10. Another idea I've been toying around with is letting you "purchase" certain qualities for an heir using Influence. A nod to the sort of legacy/dynasty building that is an important theme of this type of quest. Which has the unintended side-effect of explaining how all of these old powerful houses somehow manage to produce such noteworthy heirs. Oh and one last thing. The ubiquitous twins. That was actually why I was bothering to bring all this up with months still left in the story as it's the sort of thing that would affect my writing leading up to the birth. How do you all feel about them? My first instinct was to think they're way overdone in this genre. Then again, maybe that shouldn't matter at all. I don't know. What are your thoughts on all of this?
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>>4182210
We've had remarkably few setbacks or hiccups thus far. It'd mix things up and Cleo I think would be happy.
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>>4182299
I feel like people are mistaking doing really well. And having few setbacks.
We've just started this quest, and we've
-Talked our way into an alliance with the winning side that depending on some rolls could have lead to us being ambushed.
-Lost half our men due to treason.
-Find our lands raided
-Save some rebels that if caught could have put us on the wrong side of the battle.
-Had an assassination attempt on our life.
-Assassin killed some minor characters important to someone important to us.
-Have to clean up raiders
-Our wife's father's first impression of us was shit. That wasn't fixed till recently

These are not in a particular order. But just saying we've seen plenty of setbacks, we've just done well with what we were given.
When is rains enemies we made lemonade with their blood is all I am saying. And we've heavily invested into persuasion. We have really doubled down on our strengths so far. And it has worked out in our favor thus far, by sticking to our strengths every time we could. Mind you we have barley just started this quest. I'd say there have been plenty of chances for things to go sideways.
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>>4182210
I am excited to finally see Cerelle's full stats.
I like the idea of picking our child's gender. But I am inclined to say to leave it to the dice. I would pick boy every time, until the third child or so. So I guess if you do want to lead that way, I would say just let us choose for heir.
But I do still like how you did the qualities. That its all up to chance. We could have a really lucky child that gets everything and even one more odd thing. Or just get really unlucky and get a Tyrion of stats other than cunning obviously. I think it's done better when you do these things behind the curtain. So no one ends up whinning. We get to create oru MC, which is reasonable.
And if we get to really play this character for long enough we will be able to raise a smart leader who speaks different langueges of a child.boy That we could play if the child's dad dies in combat.
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>>4182299
For what? Twins? If so, I should've been more clear with that. I'm talking about Cerelle. This has nothing to do with that passing twin comment Cleo/Annara made. Ubiquitous twins in this case is referring to the fact that almost every ASOIAF quest has had them. A pair would be a minimum of 30 influence, which you happen to have, so I was looking to gauge interest before considering them as an option. The only real issue beyond the cliche, which maybe shouldn't matter, is that it may cut into my half-baked idea involving influence expenditure for heir qualities.

>>4182359
You do have at least four or five unaddressed foes to deal with right now. Some may be sitting on their thumbs, some may be very busy. Who knows?
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Forget twins, do triplets or more

We'll give one to janessa
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>>4182480
3 girls

Aurion would die
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>>4182210
I wouldn't mind leaving the gender up to chance but then letting us pick the qualities
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>>4182210
> A first born son is 20 and a first born daughter is 10.
pls no
I'm all for strategizing, and I like fate-points-as-plot-armor but let's leave some room for chance in how the plot develops. it'll only make it spicier
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>>4182704
Thats what im saying. Leaving traits to chance. So long as we live, we will have plenty of say in our kids skills growing up. Girl or boy Learn to fight to 3,read and write, and learn how to speak Valaryian so among outsiders they can speak covertly. Then specialize in what ever they have a knack for. I am for twins. If it's only once. 1 boy 1 a tossup.

Also we could one day upgrade our small Library for
Scriptorum*: 5 Wealth; 1d6 months
must be Large Library or bigger. The library’s facilities include a dedicated set of scriveners whose task is to copy the books in the library, and bind the finished copies. The House sells or gifts these treasures on a routine basis.
Resource Gain Bonus: Influence +1, Wealth +1.

And take advantage of that.
I am not wrong Cerelle has a cunning of 5. I don't see our kids coming out dumb, or a little mischievous between her and Janessa.
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>>4182731
> we could one day upgrade our small Library for
Scriptorium
we have the Faith, Cleo and our own wife pushing us in that direction, so I'm pretty sure it will be picked up at some point, if things go well enough that we're not forced to pour everything into digging moats and planting punji sticks...
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>>4182210
dice. always leave things like gender and twins to dice. boy or girl we'll teach them to fight and to inspire. also let Janesa and Vaeron have another kid or two.
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I really appreciate the discussion from everyone. I'll stick to leaving things to chance. It'll probably be more interesting than picking and choosing. If the kid ends up being a PC later, then you can shape it further from there.
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>>4183088
What are the rules for children when it comes to stats and qualities?
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>>4182210
I could do without the twins but I would leave that up to the dice.

The picking of traits is interesting but it becomes a matter of power gaming. Do we want to power game a dynasty? Or play characters? Both can fun but I don't have a preference either way.
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>>4183091
Relevant qualities that could be reasonably inherited like "Blood of..." will be up to chance. Stats like their overall archetype will be largely dependent on how the child is raised. It might be that certain kids are slightly more adept in certain areas than others, but it'll be up to Aurion and Cerelle to push them in the right/wrong directions.
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Don't forget to order a special dress for Cerelle
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IDK about you guys, but I feel like this buy is super underrated, and we could commit to to the manpower for it.

Research Archivists*
5 Wealth; 1d6 months.
The libraryn includes a small staff of dedicated sages and researchers who can comb the library for answers to any questions the House may have. The number of these retainers is based on the size of the library: a single archivist for a Moderate Library, a trio of them for a Large Library, a team of six for a Lordly Library, and a full dozen busy researchers for a Kingly Library. New Rule: The archivists are considered to have a Knowledge rating based on the size of the library for the purpose of conducting research.
Moderate and Lordly Libraries grant a Knowledge 4, Lordly grants a 5, and Kingly grants a 6.
They also use the bonus Research dice granted by the library for any answers. Combing through the books can take time, however: 1d6 days for Moderate and Large Libraries, 2d6 days for Lordly, and 3d6 for Kingly.

We don't know shit about plenty of westerous things. Having someone we could visit and work on these things besides possibly our wife our Janessa would be nice.
Just asigning a task like get me all that we can about the 5 closest houses around us. Lineage and productions going on at that house. People would be passivly gaining us knowledge we could use to our benefit. I've never really seen anyone use a library effectivly. I do remember in one quest someone found really old land records of owning lands near by and that being eenough to start a war for it or something. Not that It applies to us, since our house has no records. If we pair it with >>4182731 we could have it go out in all books something small about our house and ensure our legacy slowly but surely. lol
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The library thingy would be cool to have
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I'm happy to make different options like library add-ons worth your while if you invest in them.

Sorry for the delay. Post should be up in about 30 min.
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You’ve no inkling to the hour when you awake, only that the day is well underway. The mess of blonde curls resting on your chest gives evidence to the possibility that you’ve somehow wed the one woman in the Seven Kingdoms who is a deeper sleeper than you. That or you’d exhausted her more than you thought in your enthusiasm to consummate your marriage. Again. You let her rest for a little longer. There’s something soothing about her sleeping face that makes you want to hold her close always… but always is a long time. She rolls away with a wide yawn and a back-arching stretch after the cool castle air tickles her skin. What? You’re her husband and you’re not to shamelessly lift the sheets for a peak?

“Good morrow, Aurion,” she sleepily greets you.

“Not sure if you’ve the right time of day,” you tease.

She blinks and looks to the window. “That won’t do.” She rings a bell retrieved from a nearby nightstand… and again with an impatient frown after a few minutes with no response. The young Lenna Hightower rushes into the room, hurriedly apologizing while smoothing out her skirts. Cerelle waves it off.

“Be a dear and find us some clothes. My wardrobe appears to be empty and my husband is also in need,” she orders, not unkindly. Lenna is quick to rush off, only pausing when you call out for your sword as well.

“Would that Lenna had half the wit of her namesake… this has Marissa’s scheming hands all over it,” Cerelle huffs at the empty wardrobe. “She must have told the servants to pack up early to leave us without proper attire.”

“Is she coming with us?” you ask with some trepidation. Even you can see that one is a walking scandal waiting to happen. As are you by popular opinion. A poor combination.

“Gods no. Hopefully Lenore, but not Marissa. I love my cousin, but she would make a terrible handmaiden even if she is a second daughter. How she is still a maiden at all is beyond me, aside from her scaring suitors. My uncle threatened to betroth her to a squid once, but he has too much of a soft spot for her to go through with it,” she says.

“A squid?”

“Ah. I have been spending too much time around my cousin… squid is a rather crass term for an Ironborn. Their overlords take a kraken for their sigil. The Banefort is a short sail from the Greyjoy seat on Pyke. Perhaps we may visit my uncle’s lands one day,” she smiles.
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>>4184096
“So long as we can sail there. I’m not keen on riding ahorse from coast to coast when I’ve perfectly good ships,” you tell her.

“I rather enjoy riding. It’s been some time since I’ve been able to properly, but I look forward to doing so again when I’m able,” she says wistfully.

“You’ll have to teach me. I’ve hardly bothered. Now would be a good time to start,” you start to swing her into your lap. She giggles and playfully beats on your chest, protesting that someone may walk in now. Which they do, forcing you to pull the sheets up higher.

Lenore and Lenna both avert their eyes, but there is little to see. “Lenore! Have you thought about my offer?” Cerelle asks.

“I have, my lady. I would be honored if you would have me,” she quietly says behind the clothing she carries. “My father consents as well.”

“As he well should,” Cerelle nods, pleased.

“Ser Vaeron has your sword, ser,” Lenna tells you.

“Ah, good. Is he without?” you ask.

“He is in the training yard below, ser,” she replies. Cerelle bids them leave so you can dress.

“Two L’s. You might’ve made it easier on me,” you tell your wife.

“Lenore is five and ten. With any luck, I will find a more suitable match for her than her oaf of a father would. Lenna will be around for a touch longer unless her father takes leave of sense at her presence within your court,” she chews her lip for a moment over some thought before deciding to broach it with you. “Aurion. While I was most pleased with Lord Tywin’s words, I’ve wondered as to why Ser Kevin would come to conclude I would mirror Lady Joanna.”

“I met the man in your father’s box at the joust. This is the third time I’ve heard this woman’s name now. She was Lord Tywin’s wife?” you ask.

“She was. The only one he has ever loved, by all accounts. She was his most trusted counsel and ran his household while he focused his attention on matters of the realm… a woman to aspire to be. She passed in childbirth some years ago,” she explains before studying your face intently. “What role do you see me taking, Aurion?”

>You mean for her to take over the bulk of managing your house so you may focus on your own talents.
>You want her to focus on mothering your heir and other children. (Implication is that she would be less focused on house management.)
>You’d see her travel to the court of King’s Landing more and the like.

Please choose only one. They are meant to be mutually exclusive paths.
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>>4184107
>You mean for her to take over the bulk of managing your house so you may focus on your own talents.
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>>4184107
>You mean for her to take over the bulk of managing your house so you may focus on your own talents.
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>>4184107
>>You mean for her to take over the bulk of managing your house so you may focus on your own talents
Janessa can support her and train the kids.
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>>4184107
>>You mean for her to take over the bulk of managing your house so you may focus on your own talents.
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Jesus christ
Cerelle has fucking 6 cunning. and 5 in status
She was born to run a house.
I am genuinely surprised by her stats. She runs things and while Janessa essentially raises the kids to be good nobels and Cerelle add's input here and there.
She also has Eidetic Memory
Just saying She pairs nicely with having someone find her the knowledge she may want to further the house. Of which I am sure she knows plenty.
She is such a specialty character. It's interesting, This really changes what we may want from a measter if we ever get around to getting one.
She also has a higher status than us
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>>4184213
Why wouldn't she have a higher status then us? We've been nobility for about what, 3-4 months now?
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>>4184124
>>4184136
>>4184143
>>4184161
Calling and writing!

>>4184213
Caught me. I just put it up. I didn't want her sheet to over-influence the vote. Her father is Status 6, but she took a hit to 5 marrying down to you. But yeah she was always best meant to manage a house. It was just up to you guys to recognize that IC.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1fBfEGfiz2H5mEozcn29m9OD5WkS9HNVCWEw1zIS-8nY/edit#gid=177575928
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>>4184219
Well, we turned into a knight. And we are head of house.
The Head of the house usually has the highest status, in a house. This is likely one of the extremly few times it's not true.

I want to play Cerelle once or twice just to get her 10 exp to get her endurance up to 3. And for her to spend her DP on Keen Senses which would essentially add a 6 to her awareness roll, along with rerolling 1's. She would see through fucking everything. And if she is to keep having babies a healthy Cerelle will be a happy Cerelle.
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>>4184233
We'll get the chance to play her eventually.
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>>4184232
Even as I saw her stats as someone knowledgeable, I remember even her dad pointing out that she was pretty much to smart for her own good. And us commenting on how she would be running our house while we went on gallivanting and protecting the house. That would have made me stick with her talents anyhow. I am glad everyone saw it the same way.

How we may use Janessa could be setting her up to deal with Kingslanding as she would kill with helping us get new contracts and trade deals but I'm not sure I could do that to Vaeron.
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>>4184233
>>4184213
Her vice is kinda scary though she is practical a non bitch Cersei
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“Ah, see now that makes more sense. Not sure why they’d think I knew all that. Might just be I have an all-knowing look about me. I told your father and Ser Kevin that I was looking for you to run my---our house. Why, it’s half the reason I seduced you in the first place,” you tell her.

The dress she was holding up falls away, forgotten at your words. “You mean it? Truly?”

“Aye, I said it, didn’t I?” you ask as you take her in. By the Mother of Waves, what is the secret to those? Do highborn keep a secret stock of better cows?

She follows your eyes down. “You seduced me?”

“I did. I confess. It was wrong of me, I know, but I am a sinner. You were like clay in my hands and I’ve corrupted you so you’d balance my books and---” she cuts you off with a heated kiss. Whoever’s waiting on you can wait a little longer.

You walk with Cerelle down to the yard outside what you’re told is the Kitchen Keep, her two handmaidens in tow. She takes a seat at an outdoor table with her arms wrapped around yours as Lenna leaves off to fetch drinks. You catch sight of Vaeron and Trios in the yard. It’s interesting to watch them fight nearby. They don’t spar with each other. Both have a fine enough understanding of the high potential for injury or worse in such a contest. Given you’d made mention of not spilling blood out of hand, that leaves combat dummies. Trios is brutal and methodical with his great sword as he goes through the motions of techniques honed through decades of practice. Vaeron is something else entirely. There is no method that you can see. His motions and strikes are all intuitive, no two alike, just inventive in a wild and almost artful way only an impractical weapon like his heavy flail can allow for.

Lenna comes back a kitchen wench carrying a pitcher of chilled water and a plate of finger food along with a few mugs of ale. Exactly what you need to break your fast. Cerelle drains half the water pitcher in short order and turns on the food. She seems torn between trying to eat as daintily as possible and her clear desire to devour the plate.
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>>4184371
You down a mug and try to get your friend’s attention. It takes you calling out to him a couple of times to get his attention in his state. A quick nod of his head in your direction is indication enough. The head of the flail careens past the dummy’s wood and iron head in the likeness of an inexplicable near-miss before he flicks his wrist and sends the chain wrapping around the target’s head. One swift tug and the dummy is cut shorter from the momentum of the heavy iron flail head.

“My ladies, Captain,” he greets as he approaches.

“Leave any for the gold cloaks?” you jest.

“That lot’s more like to sell them than fight them,” he snorts and hands off your sword.

“Where’s everyone else?”

“Dunno. With the Celtigars I’d reckon. Cleo’s testy about needing to wait on the Hand and the Master of Ships. Not sure how that’s like to go,” he says.

“Are they to meet today?”

“Doubt it. Estermont needs to get them both in the same room and word is the Baratheon’s not keen on pirates. Can’t imagine why what with one saving his hide,” he says.

“Hmm. When did you become such a gossip?” you jest.

He glances uncomfortably to the two ladies present. “Jan might’ve mentioned it. We talked more. At the feast.”

Best not to pry, but you’ll still need to figure out how much longer you’ll spend in this reeking city.

>Just let Cerelle say her goodbyes and move on. You’d sooner be out of here.
>See if you can do something about Cleo’s uncertain contract while you’re here. (Write in with whom if you have a preference)
>Something else.
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>>4184248
I've never really read the books. But I never took her as someone with high cunning.
And more as someone who relied on her power to rule.
>>4184374
>>See if you can do something about Cleo’s uncertain contract while you’re here. (Write in with whom if you have a preference)
Lets see if we can chat with Estermount and see what's with the hold-up. And see how the contract is to hold up.

Also, would we gain anything with him or the crown by bringing some houses out of the king's peace to heel, like say a house we plan on attacking anyway like Rambton. And possibly House sunglass? Or would that be deal with them, and bring a ward or two who can speak for their house and gain the loot + selling the Nobel back to w.e family is available for negotiations? I would think Estermount would be able to clear some things for us if we don't already know about it IC.
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>>4184397
+1
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>>4184374
>See if you can do something about Cleo’s uncertain contract while you’re here. (Write in with whom if you have a preference)
Estermont. He's our best contact as of now.
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>>4184374
>>See if you can do something about Cleo’s uncertain contract while you’re here. (Write in with whom if you have a preference)
Estermont
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Just a thought we could also make nice with house Crakehall. While we are out of the manse. Today, possibly make a deal with him for something. Like we did with Cleo where we both gain, but we take a back seat to what it is they want. So long as we are compensated, but he can say he did X or Y. As long as it doesn't interrupt our glory in battle. Cause that's better than fucking wealth.
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>>4184397
>>4184425
>>4184438
>>4184469
Writing!

>>4184504
Their lands are way off south of Casterly Rock near the Reach. Beyond some jealously and anger, there's not a whole lot to settle up on as far as compensation and such goes. You can see about getting friendly with them, but I can't think of anything more beyond that. Of course, that doesn't mean you guys can't. If you come up with something specific, then I'm down to work with it.
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>>4184504
Oh I would have thought that they were still around here considering they were at the wedding.
I don't think it's worth making a trip to their lands at all. I'd rather let that shit fester and clean up next time we run into someone from their household.
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>>4184587
Oh some of them are at least in and around the city. I only mean there is little to be gained from a trade/alliance perspective beyond reducing the salt. (Unless you all have an idea for something that makes sense.)
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>>4184614
meh doesn't seem like anyone else cares enough to fix the problem. It is what it is.
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“Estermont’s around?” you ask.

“His son is, so best guess is yes. Nice enough fellow. Seems he has a boy Auric’s age,” Vaeron says.

“Good enough. I’d rather this doesn’t go to shit. Best not to find ourselves outnumbered at sea over someone getting picky over a label,” you decide.

“I would see my parents before we depart, Aurion,” Cerelle says.

“Fair enough. Meet back here?” you give her a quick peck and are off to find the Lord of Greenstone.

His son, Ser Aemon, is easy enough to find as he’s also down in the yard. He leads you within one of the smaller keeps dotting the grounds. Thankfully, you’re not left waiting for too long.

“Captain Aurion. I assumed your lovely bride would be keeping you occupied,” he greets you.

“She’s off seeing to her belongings and goodbyes, my lord. I was hoping to trouble you for a moment of your time on the war,” you say.

“As if everyone else,” he sighs. “In truth, I am beginning to step back from these matters as the King’s court is brought into order. I will advise him through the end of the Dragons, but no further. Mine own lands need seeing to.”

That… is inconvenient. “I see. As it happens, advising is what I most need at present, my lord. On the chances of a deal with Lady Cleo and on House Rambton.”

He frowns. “I am not the Master of Coin at present, but if I were, I do believe I would be overjoyed at the prospect of a Free Company so enthusiastically prosecuting war against rebel houses without leave or contract.”

“It’s true I haven’t asked for payment…” now it’s your turn to frown.

“Nor should you expect any. I’ve no doubt you will be lauded for it, but other bannermen to the King have already been tasked with bringing justice to these Dragon’s Men. Bannermen who require no coin to carry out their duties. I can respect the quality your men may bring to the fight, but there is little need with the way the scale has tipped,” he explains.

“If they’re so reliable, then why haven’t they marched?” you point out.
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>>4184682
He nods, expecting the question. “A question I too found myself asking. Our Master of Whispers provided excuse enough for Massey. They’ve been at it with Sharp Point and the new Lord Bar Emmon. I can hardly blame them for a defensive posture when marching means exposing their backs. As for Wendwater, I can speak for little beyond reports that the Kingswood has been rife with bandits and broken men of late. Perhaps that has prevented action on their part.”

“Then why not send aid? You’ve ten thousand bored Westermen lounging about,” you suggest.

“Who have a knack for burning and raping without restraint. We are still dealing with the repercussions from the last time they marched. I would not condone unleashing them upon the Crownlands a second time. The Lord Hand is of a mind with me on this. If you are so intent on humbling House Rambton, then you will do so without help or hinderance unless you wish to give aid to those already tasked to march,” he says. “I will give you the same advice I gave you at the feast. Take prisoners. You will make no friends and more enemies if you cut these rebels out root and stem without good cause. Gods willing, Lord Sunglass will have the good grace to ransom his bannerman when he bends the knee.”

He doesn’t appreciate the plots at work here, but you’ve no evidence beyond the cryptic words of a raving lunatic and decent motive… “I will consider your words when the time comes, my lord. As for Lady Cleo…”

“A charming woman, to be sure, but she has the misfortune of needing the backing of men who would sooner see her hung,” he says wearily.

You wince. “I’ve assured her protection, my lord.”

“And she will have it. Lord Arryn would prefer not to deal with her as of yet, but to keep her contented should we need her. As for my nephew… he will follow his Hand and his King, but he will not do so gladly. He has a rather uncomplicated view of law and order,” Lord Eldon explains.

“When can we expect a decision?” you ask, dreading the answer.

“Months, most likely. She will be shown courtesy until then and is free to come and go as she pleases, but I would caution her to keep her distance after this is resolved,” he says.

“I see. Thank you, my lord.” Months is a timeframe you ill like with a woman described as wildfire by a pirate prince.
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>>4184684
You leave him soon after and find Cerelle at the head of a baggage train hugging her mother alongside a fine-looking palfrey with the new saddle she was gifted. Her father is notably absent. You’re not sure whether to be relieved or annoyed. “Will we see you soon? At the Lady Cersei’s wedding, perhaps?” Lady Cathryn asks her daughter while wiping away tears.

“I’m… unsure, mother. It depends on if I’m suited to travel in two moons’ time. Not to mention, well… father doesn’t yet know, does he?” Cerelle asks.

“He may suspect, but he has made no mention… my dear, the man can count to nine. He will know of this one way or another. I know Lady Cersei invited you,” her mother says.

There will be no doubt as to Cerelle’s advancing pregnancy by then. This isn’t nearly as scandalous now that you’re married, and it will come out at some point anyway. There will be no question towards the legitimacy of a child born to married parents, even if it was conceived out of wedlock, but it will raise some eyebrows and it won’t do any favors if you’re ever looking to downplay your well-deserved sellsword reputation, but to skip the event could mean missed opportunity as well.

>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
>Skip it. You’d rather not dump fuel on the gossip circles.

Continuing Friday night. Thanks for playing!
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
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>>4184688
>>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
Well we did what we could for Cleo. We did our end of the bargain, we could inform her of what we just learned, and have her get ready to take on House Rambton with us. And potentially pepper house sunglass till we come back form the wedding. As a way of making it up for us to giving her favor in our first deal. Now it's her time to repay it. And let our men rest between that Rambton battle and raiding house Sunglass. Keeps them tired and trying to get rid of raiders while we come ion and flank them with superior quality men and absolutely wreck shit.
Would we have time to raid house Rambton before the wedding?
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
Whose gonna supply the booze for the feast if we are not there
Also we need to start working on getting those knights and situation with Cleo needs fixing I would say getting her a suitor for more solid footing or maybe working for our house somehow? Like a vasal or a bannerman
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.


>>4184733
That's a good point about knights. Weren't we going to get an introduction to house Yew?
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>>4184733
In theory Cleo and the celtigar boy is a dream match. She gains a Nobel title, he gains someone to potentially birth his kids. He gain "power" that she controls, and she actually controls it but now under the kings protection.
While she can let him go about his gay activities while she goes on making a name for her self under the king's protection and doing her duties.
He gains power atleast on paper, and she gains entry into nobel life. And ligitimacy.
If they could do this fast enough she may even earn themselves some lands with her dragonstone raiding. Or perhaps later on with the next grand battle or two.

Also considering we saved that boy, he still owe's us big time. This could count as us calling in this chip and getting a large favor from Cleo. Utilizing our favors.
And the boyI forget his name could be our connect in KL since he doesn't own lands yet.
>Whose gonna supply the booze for the feast if we are not there
I agree. We will just have to really bring enough for it to count as the king's gift something pretty for cersei, and what ever is left over of the good stuff to say the hand,Master of coin, and stannis master of ships.
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>>4184688
>>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
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>>4184688
>>Skip it. You’d rather not dump fuel on the gossip circles.
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.
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>>4184688
>Make plans to attend the Royal Wedding near the start of the new year, provided Cerelle is feeling comfortable with traveling.

We're already destined to be gossiped about and it's expected of our sellsword nature.
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>>4183799
it would be cooler if we didn't have such a harem of knowledgeable women already, topped off by our mentat wife... >>4184213
unless it can act as a force multiplier for them?
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>>4184143
and run diplomatic errands if needed
she did very well with the wedding, no?
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>>4184759
young celtigar and cleo.. shit I am down for some /ss/

She gains stability by getting tied to a house, in ruins, but a house nonetheless. Annnnd she by doing that she would stop being a pirate but a future bannerman.
Celtigar gains a break from forced marriage, a wife with funds.. I don't know what else, and yeah he owes us, we still have to see if he has a good mind on his shoulders, but by doing nothing sudden and crazy is more than enough.

I agree, we need a present for cersei made from our crystals
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>>4184750
that's right house Yew and Crakehall? Not sure about the last one, we need to do a lot of meet and greet at KL, we've should've shared our wife dance
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>>4186195
>>4184870
We just spoke to someone about Yew. They need to get word to the House Yew we are hiring, and THEN they can decide who they want to come themselves. If any at all.

What I would rather confirm is How we will spend our New Found wealth.
We have 20 wealth - 4 for the wedding. Leaving us with 16 wealth in total to spend.

Alcohol Distillery: +5 Wealth; 1d6+6 months.
The holding includes facilities for the fermentation of alcohol fromthe food it produces, whether a brewery for grains, a winery for vineyards, or a cidery for apple or pear orchards.

Resource Gain Bonus: Population +1, Wealth +1.

Is obvious and so is

Smelter: +5 Wealth; 1d6 months.
The mines of the domain produce not only ores laden with stones and metal, but has the smelting technology to extract them from the raw
earth they are trapped in, attracting workers both skilled and unskilled to the domain. Resource Gain Bonus: Population +1.
Other Holding Discount: Reduce cost of an appropriate Artisan Personage Holding by 2.
Which leaves us with 6 Wealth.
I am thinking we could Expand our moderate library into a large Library. for the cost of 1 defense and 3 wealth.
Of which we are missing nothing.
So we can later on get
Scriptorum*: 5 Wealth; 1d6 months; must be Large Library or bigger.
The library’s facilities include a dedicated set of scriveners whose task is to copy the books in the library, and bind the finished copies. The House sells or gifts these treasures on a routine basis.
Resource Gain Bonus: Influence +1, Wealth +1.

And complete roads inland by adding roads to the farmlands/Castle and Tally Hills(Mines)
With which we will be left with 1 wealth left over. But I will say we should run this by our wife and see what she thinks about and see what she thinks about what we lack and where. As well as what she believes should be our goals. And speak plainly that we will be needing funds from time to time, so we expect she keeps us informed when she wants for big ticket items/upgrades. And try and keep 2-3 wealth in stock for emergencies purchases or something. She may have grander plans for our home.
I am also thiniking we invest in law with our glory but lets see what she wants to do first.
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I don't know why people are such a fan of the library. Aurion can't even read! I can't imagine him thinking it's a good investment
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>>4186743
anons gunning for that shut-in harem lifestyle I guess
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Is a harem even possible here? Cerelle doesn't seem like the type to share, so I think we're stuck with her here, lovely though she may be. Oh well, it's not like I was reading this for fap material, I have A Dragon Has Three Heads (fAegon harem with magical powers) over on QQ for that...
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>>4187023
A fap quest I mean
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>>4186743
But our wife, Janessa, her kids, our (future)kids.
Will
And My point is to build on what we already have. We are given X amount of slots per domain. We have already used one on the library. Expanding it or adding upgrades doesn't decrease our slots that are already set in stone.
It also opens up a whole new avenue in which we can play the game which others I haven't really seen explore. Being informed about things

Cerelle can play to her strengths if she has more infromation as to what we are going for.
Say we want to destroy house sunglass. If we had all the information about them, who has been loyal to them in history who has historically been an enemy of theirs. We can plant evidence better to cause them to look like a guilt party. And use neutral or enemies parties to fight wars against our enemy.

She has a cunning of 6. If she has more information, even if she isn't a battle stratagist do you truly believe she can't come up with plots to undermine our enemies?
We can search for which houses have what we may want via trade, with out asking people outside of our house hold meaning, less people know about the ongoings of our house and trade deals. We can have our very own Ellanore that plots and schemes
>Vice: Scheming
>Virtue: Devoted
She will be acomplishing what Cleo wanted. She will be the start of a great legacy. She plots while we make money playing merc around our lands. And kicking in teeth to futher her plans Why would we not capitalize on her strengths to not only keep our lands afloat but also prosper.
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>>4187303
Might I add Knowledge 4 and Language 4 and Eidetic Memory: Add memory bonus dice as test dice to memory tests
+ a 1B in memory. So anything she learns she will really not be forgetting any fucking time soon to use to her advantage.
Gaining a large library gives us a bonus too.
New Rule: Gain a +2B to any Knowledge (Research)
Instead of the +1b we currently have.
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Lasty instead of doing anything with the library we could fill in the gap for the estate holding we have at our town.
I believe our few options are
DOG KENNELS
FISHERY
APIARY
Dog kennels give us cheaper acess to dogs. And we can much more realistically arm many of our units with dogs. Which added to our heavies is insane.
granting a +1B to melee attack rolls and in-
creasing that unit’s melee damage by +2. This damage bonus is not limited by the normal maximums for a unit’s damage.
But even with the kennels they are not free. As we only get a 40% discount to the cost of 2 wealth.
Still worth it to get to our heavies once we've the spare coin for it. They will be wiping the floor with any unit so long as they get like 2 degree's of damage
A fishery gives us the most bang for our buck. If we go with fishing fleet. As our fishery benefits from our food multiplier. And then we can stack 10 wealth from the fleet or a home brew option to it.

The apiary gives us more Alcohol but limited investments.
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>>4187673
That actually would be terrifying the men lined up with massive hounds
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Easter is this sunday. When I said this earlier, it was with a question mark. It seems I'm getting my weeks mixed up with all of these lifestyle changes kung flu has brought. I'm not sure if I should be concerned or grateful. Maybe both. Anyway, I'm going to be a bit preoccupied this weekend hanging out with family. I'm still going to be updating the thread, but figured I'd warn in advance that it'll be slower than usual.
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>>4188016
Have fun and be safe Boggs
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“Why not go, love? It could be fun. The main cabin aboard my flagship might as well be in a castle. An easy journey, no?” you encourage Cerelle.

“I am less worried for the journey and more worried for what will be said when I appear heavy with child,” she says to you and her mother.

“No doubt they will speak of how glowing you look and how I’ve misbehaved and don’t deserve you. Much the same as any other day and true enough to boot. I care not, so long as you’re happy and I get to meet this brooding king who shares my love of rum,” you assure her.

Her mother pulls you into a smothering embrace and makes you promise to have her daughter write when she settles in. You then help your wife up onto her palfrey.

“Where is your horse, Aurion?” Cerelle asks.

“Any one of those will do,” you say while gesturing vaguely towards the handful of rounseys available. She looks them over with disbelief and disappointment.

“You’re serious? They will not do. Those ill-bred things are not fit for one of your station. We must find you something better and soon,” she insists.

“I haven’t had much cause for mounts before. They don’t take well to ships. Malaq will be screeching enough over those we’re bringing back shitting on the decks,” you tell her.

She frowns. “That is hardly your problem. It is a small price to pay. Perhaps we may find a ship meant to transport mounts. My father has spoke of such ships before. To hear tale of it, he is typically of a mind to charge ahead with his cavalry in battle.”

“Is that what you would have me do?” you half-tease, suspecting you already know the answer.

“I would prefer you abstain from any sort of fighting at all,” she retorts before changing the subject back to horse stock, which she apparently knows enough of to pass a good amount of time as her baggage train ponderously moves towards the docks. You ultimately depart from her at the city gates as she accompanies the bulk of your men to see to the loading of the ship. You need to collect Janesa from the Celtigar manse. And Cleo, maybe. Janesa appears ready enough to depart when you arrive, but your pirate ally looks decidedly less thrilled as she paces about.

“Months he says. Months! As if I am a servant to wait upon his beck and call!” she rants, wholly ignoring your arrival.

“Ah so Estermont told you. Good, didn’t want to do that myself,” you cut in. She rounds on you with a glare.

“This was your idea. I did not sail this far to be insulted,” she fumes. The two Celtigar women look worried, but her Braavosi quartermaster seems unconcerned.

“I don’t believe it was meant as insult. You’ve been given freedom to come and go as you please. Seems to me the Hand just doesn’t want to hire sails he might not need,” you say.

“Then why the interest in you and not me?” she demands.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 3d6 for Cunning? DC 13
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Rolled 3, 1, 5 = 9 (3d6)

>>4188064
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Rolled 6, 3, 1 = 10 (3d6)

>>4188064
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Rolled 2, 1, 3 = 6 (3d6)

>>4188064
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>>4188064
This isn't the kind of thing our wife being present be able to help us out with figuring things out?
>>4188089
Seems like we shit the bed on this one guys. Other than agility and common if we get 20 exp would be cunning. That we need to raise slowly but surely.
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>>4188119
She's at the ship. You're welcome to ask her about it later, but that wouldn't have helped here without more brainstorming on the subject that doesn't well fit such a conversation. She wasn't privy to the particular detail Aurion could've worked off of on this. Writing!
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>Failed

“Hard to say. I can’t think of any obvious crime I might’ve committed, so there’s that. And I was hired before the war completely swung to the Stags. I was popular enough with both sides… dunno. Maybe just give it time?” you suggest.

“Time? No. They may wait on me now. I see little reason to continue with these games. I will see the House Rambton looted and will be on my way to see my brother answer for his slights. I have given Shako time enough. No more,” she declares.

“You’d be missing out on opportunity---”

“For what? I came to see what you have to offer. I have seen. I stayed for the distractions of your wedding and this city. This too has now passed. Your wrinkly men have now seen fit to tell me to lounge about idly. I will not do so without purpose,” she says.

You shoot a glance over to Lady Annara. Lady Constance has suddenly found something important to do in the face of Cleo’s temper, but the Dornishwoman opted for wine instead. You did have one idle thought yourself. It started as an amusing jest, but the more thought you give it, the more it seems to make sense. You’ve another ally in this very city who could well use such a powerful woman for a bride, so long as he is willing to deal with her volatility. It’s an odd match to be sure, but a former courtesan just might be ideal for dealing with Eddison’s particular preferences and she at least seems to get along with his mother. On the other hand, such an arrangement could interfere with getting her to divert less savory trade your way, if you want to do so. Why bother with a middleman when she has a noble husband with merchant connections closer to the bulk of the buyers? Is tying up some loose ends right now worth reducing the reliance of allies upon you, or is that exactly what you want to do anyway?

>Broach the subject of marriage opportunity in Eddison.
>Don’t.
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>>4188172
>Don’t.
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>>4188172
>Broach the subject of marriage

Can we do this when the other two are gone?
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>>4188172
>Broach the subject of marriage opportunity in Eddison.
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>>4188172
>>Broach the subject of marriage opportunity in Eddison.
I'd say don't regularly but with her flaring up. And us wanting to give Shako as much time as we can. This may help give her something to hang on to that we are trying to give her an edge.
But Let her know plainly that we are giving her the edge and we expect the favor returned. Possibly with the sunglass raid. Her men putting in more work to storm the lands and a 50/50 split instead of us doing the heavy lifting and letting them keep most of the loot since we will be dealing the the front line enemies first and pulling from where they attack. From the rambton deal.
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>>4188172
>>Broach the subject of marriage opportunity in Eddison.
She would fucking owe us. If we could manage that. We could even get eddison to believe we are doing him a favor bringing all the power under his belt.
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>Can I get 3 rolls of 6d6 for Convince? DC 18.
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Rolled 3, 4, 5, 1, 1, 4 = 18 (6d6)

>>4188401
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Rolled 4, 2, 5, 3, 4, 1 = 19 (6d6)

>>4188401
Mhmm
>>4188423
Pathetic...
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Rolled 4, 2, 4, 2, 2, 2 = 16 (6d6)

>>4188401
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>>4188428
wow.. we just barely made the dc on a convince roll. I wouldn't have thought that would have been a thing. Like we exactly made it.
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>>4188423
>>4188428
>>4188436
18. That's a pass with 1 degree. Writing right now!
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>>4188453
Leader of Men: Treat one unit as one step better for casualty status
I just noticed this, is this a new homebrew stuff or has it been active since the beginning? And do we get to pick the unit that gets the +1 for casualty or will it be a roll? Say we get a 5 on our bowmen, and could we pick them for a double training kind of thing?
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>>4188456
It's a little homebrewed because I think only applying it to units that are disorganized or routed feels a bit incomplete. My version means a damaged unit counts as intact/disorganized is damaged/routed is disorganized. Not exactly +1 on the table, but close to it. It's applied once or twice so far. It only applies to whichever one unit you are personally closest to in battle. I'm not going to let people choose the unit after the fact because that feels too powergamey.
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“Might I have a moment to confer with my dear friend?” you ask without waiting for response as you usher Cleo into a side room and shut the door.

“Did you sit on a particularly large stick at the wedding?” you immediately ask. She goes to retort but you continue. “Why must I be the voice of reason? You’ve been given a free pass to roam King’s Fucking Landing without having to sneak about. How could you not find opportunity there?”

“What would you have me do? Strongarm the local gangs into hauling my goods? Let one of your precious knights sweep me off my feet?” she demands.

“Something like that, aye, but I’ve someone better. The Celtigar boy. Why not court him or have him court you? Whichever does it for you,” you suggest.

“What was his name? Eddison? Annara’s boy? You’re serious?” she stops pacing out of surprise.

“Right, Eddison. He’s… seven and ten, I think. Not a fighter, nor a knight. Not a lord either,” you say.

“You are really selling this for me…” she frowns.

“Aren’t I? He’s not high profile enough to attract the wrong sort of attention, but he still has the fancy old name. There’s worth in that. Hells, had I not found Cerelle I might’ve considered bedding his sister for it. If you manage to pop out a child with him, then they’d have the name and the opportunity that comes with it. Not to mention he and his family should have decent contacts amongst those with good coin around here,” you tell her.

“You imply I may not bear a child?” her tone is beyond chilly.

“Not you,” you raise your hands in peace. “No reason why you couldn’t, eh? … you’re not…?”

“No,” she says with a flat stare.

“Ah, good. Well, not good as in that would be such a terrible thing. It’s more that I’ve only just wed, and the timing would be---”

“What’s wrong with the boy?” she cuts you off.
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>>4188517
“Seems he prefers the company of men is all,” you tell her.

That gives her pause. “I had wondered why he paid me so little notice… this may be something I can work with… but I will not have my time wasted again. How sure are you that he is interested in such a match?”

“He’s interested enough in a match, but he made no mention of you specifically. I agreed to help him find a match for his sister as well. Fresh out of ideas for her, which is a shame since she’s a likeable sort. We’ll have to see what happens. The point is he’s available, interested in being wed to someone capable of helping him rebuild his house, and you stand only to gain from it. That is, if you can get him to ah, consummate,” you say.

“I know his type well enough. It troubles me not. There are many ways to please a man such as this. Perhaps I should show you,” she smirks.

“No, that’s just fine. I’ll take your word for it,” you take an involuntary step back.

“Oh my dear Aurion, where is your sense of adventure?” she steps forward with widening smile.

“Gone, as it happens,” the door is close.

“I merely tease. Fine. I will have this boy. He will give me a pretty child and a new refuge should I have need of it,” she decides. “You will speak to him on this, yes?”

>Actually, it might be best if she does so herself. Convince her to stay here until you’re ready to deal with Rambton per your arrangement.
>Sure. You’ll speak to him after Rambton is dealt with. She can come back to Stormgrave with you for now.

Continuing tomorrow!
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>>4188519
>>Sure. You’ll speak to him after Rambton is dealt with. She can come back to Stormgrave with you for now.
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>>4188519
>>Sure. You’ll speak to him after Rambton is dealt with. She can come back to Stormgrave with you for now.
Rambton befoer the wedding is going to be fun. Should help with the pregnancy rumors a touch. give em something to gossip about.
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>>4188519
>Sure. You’ll speak to him after Rambton is dealt with. She can come back to Stormgrave with you for now.
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>>4188527
>>4188534
>>4188574
what the heck is wrong with you people?
>>4188519
why wait at all, Boggs? strike the deal now and be done with it... Cleo's been strung along for far too long
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>>4188519
>Actually, it might be best if she does so herself. Convince her to stay here until you’re ready to deal with Rambton per your arrangement.

Why would it be a good idea to bring her back to stormgrave.
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>>4188636
We have already made our previous contract with her. To have her help at Rambton.
Lets see if she a trustworthy PIRATE. And keeps her word.
Then we can move on to bigger and better things together. Her getting married also pledges her into the kings peace. Which means she really loses a decent amount of her men die to you know wanting to continue being pirates. So lets let her start to gather the men loyal to her slowly. As well as you know lets taste what victory is like together. We've dangled the fruit in front of her. Lets make sure we get the most from this deal. As you know the black market deal is essentially destroyed from this.
Least we can do is get a solid revenge and loot. A decent amount of loot. And one likely one more battle after house sunglass. But i am getting ahead of myself.
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>>4188662
So we can attack house Rambton sooner rather than later. "bring that house into the king's peace."
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>>4188671
Idk why that requires her to come back to stormgrave. The option to leave her here states she will still help. Idk where sunglass is coming from either.
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>>4188677
House sunglass should be involved in attacking our home. Along with house rambton. Hence they will be getting hit as well.
Well creating war strategies helps when you don't have to send a bird and can set off at the same time.
She doesn't have to come but it would help.
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>>4188519
>Actually, it might be best if she does so herself. Convince her to stay here until you’re ready to deal with Rambton per your arrangement.
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>>4187303
>>4187342
ok, I still don't see the synergy, desu. Cerelle probably knows all there is to know about the noble families anyway
a scriptorium makes sense for the status-raising, but other than that, meh.
there are better things to be investing in
>>4187673
dogs are a meme, and situational in their employment (they do jack shit against riders, or men in full plate, for example)
I can see a fishery happening, indeed, since we're supposed to be ship-people
apiary sounds gay and does less
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>>4188670
> As you know the black market deal is essentially destroyed from this.
I am sorry, but you're not making any sort of sense here that I can tell. Please, explain.
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>>4188662
+1
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>>4188782
Actually, he might have a point here if she marries into a family her shadier dealings are going to get harder to do not saying that they will need to stop completely but she'll need to slow down with that type of stuff
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>>4188981
Not saying that the Blackmarket idea is gone either
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>>4188519
>>Actually, it might be best if she does so herself. Convince her to stay here until you’re ready to deal with Rambton per your arrangement.
commence babymaking
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>>4188687
>She doesn't have to come but it would help.
what a lame non-argument

>>4188981
She's not Aurion's ward and not beholden in any way to westerosi high society, also her future gay hubby is flat broke so she can do whatever the fuck she likes

>>4188984
yeah there's just this one anon who's been trying to sink it all along. I so wish he'd find another thing to obsess about...
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>>4188992
Not going to lie that's probably me that you're thinking of but hey the people want what they want
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>>4189006
the black market fits thematically, provides a welcome boost to order and counterspying, adds income and the downside is... nasty rumors?
why are you so much against it, anon?
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>>4189044
Rumors can grow into stuff that could be detrimental
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>>4189053
> COULD be detrimental LATER
we have detrimental stuff jumping out of fucking holy books to kill us ALREADY, lad!
I think your danger sensor could do with a bit of recalibration
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>>4189069
I don't want to argue but making more problems for us isn't going to help the current problems. We all know Boggs will make it worse for us if he has the chance so why give him one? Trust me I am all for it after our situation is stable
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>>4188636
Hmm. You're right, you could do that too. It may take longer than you're willing to spend right now with a ship and wife waiting on you, but I'm definitely willing to work with it.

>>4187673
>>4188777
The main problem with an Apiary for this domain is that you can't have a community larger than a hamlet near one. That means no small town, no port, no market, NO BROTHELS, etc. But if you're looking to build tall on booze, then you can use the Glassworks from Homebrew Holdings for that. A homegrown bottle making facility would increase your rum output.

>>4189088
I'm not a fan of handwaving things so they'll always work out, but I don't like doing the opposite and unreasonably boosting potential enemies either. If you're clever and careful about implementing it, then it can work. That's not to say you shouldn't be cautious, especially with the current Master of Ships being who he is, but I'm not going to make him or others omniscient either.
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>>4189088
that's...
idk, man, why not just have fun, make rum and fence stolen goods? I mean boggs is basically God here, if he wants to fuck us over, which I don't see a reason for, he can do it regardless of what our choices are
here, just think of Cerelle's tits and cheer up a bit, eh?
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>>4189323
You seem confused what a black market implies.
Rumors that could potentially turn into investigations. And those investigations could lead to being brought to a high court.
Blackmarkets are in essence markets for illegal goods. Fenced items are inherently illegal.
Mind you I still want blackmarkets but you seem to over simplify things when it's you want something.
>>4188992
>She doesn't have to come but it would help.
>what a lame non-argument
You didn't bother to read that we have to make strategies? You also seem to forget leaving all together provides better logistics and less chances of things going wrong as he stated.
Her coming along helps as he stated. Her being at KL, to then receive a raven that might be intercepted, which then delays her. We are on a time limit. KL isn't a 1 day trip away. To another place thats only a 1 day trip away. Even if each place is only 3 days away. We would have to wait for her for 3 days to get here. Then move out for God knows how long till we arrive at house Rambton. Where we HOPE will be a quick battle. We still have no idea what their military looks like for sure.
To then come back and rest.
To then prepare for the wedding at KL. Its about 2 months away a believe. And being at sea for 2-5 weeks of it doesn't sound appealing. The sooner we hit the less likely they can prepare for retaliation.
But if you still believe that's a lame non-argument you've got me.
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>>4189460

You seem confused what a black market implies. A black market is a focal point for low regulation commerce, not simply "illegal goods." Anything can be black market goods if you're avoiding a tax, such as the RL billion dollar olive oil black market.

Anon, it seems like you think the Black Market will inevitably lead to less net positive effects than some other holding, if not outright ruin us. Yet, it almost seems like your issue isn't with the BM itself.

To me, it seems like you don't trust Boggs at all to deliver fairly, even though he has zero incentive to mislead the players. Why do you think the BM holding is in the game, as a trap option?
Why then would he continue to list the BM among the viable options if he was planning on making us hurt for it (as your logic suggests)?
Do you think he's planning an unavoidable "Gotcha" moment already? He already expressed that Stannis is not omniscient.

We find ourselves uniquely poised to take advantage of the surrounding geographic and economic features. If a BM isn't at least viable in THIS quest, when will it ever be?
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>>4189460
aww. not a tits man, I see. more's the pity

> over simplify things when it's you want something
I am also trying to roleplay Aurion a bit, and I see him as, well, not exactly reckless, but not the kind to worry about rumors overmuch
> being brought to a high court
we have loyal troops and ships, we can make our own fortune without royal assent, as we have before, if it comes to that, which it won't because we'll be careful about it
Worst-case we get such a huge influence campaign against us that neither Janessa's diplomacy nor Cerelle's cunning can stop it, Bobby B gets pouty, and we need to raze the holding and become pious beekeepers or something. not such a big deal
> Then move out for God knows how long till we arrive at house Rambton
aren't you getting a bit ahead of ourselves? maybe we go home and find Rambtons digging mines under our damn wall
> We still have no idea what their military looks like for sure.
Then it's a real bad idea to just march our men up to their castle and then sit there and look at it like idiots for a month, waiting for something to happen, no?
> prepare for retaliation
retaliation for what? we haven't hit them yet
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>>4189460
>Mind you I still want blackmarkets
>>4189721
I said I want a blackmarket. I never said I didn't. I was pointing out the negatives is all.
I trust boggs to do what he would do as GM. And not screw us because GOTCHA.
The BM was introduced to seamlessly introduce the more shady characters than can be built.
I still want a BM as I've stated but I'd be a fool not to recognize some of the downsides. And if we succeed in marrying off Cleo we would lose her as a client. And rightfully so as she would have to be on the right side of the law much more often than in the past. While also having a merchant husband to fence her goods and act as a middleman for his WIFE that they will share assets at the end of the day.
Now something else that we could do is try and figure out if Cleo is to lose her seat who would replace her. And make a friend there. While continuing our relationship ship with Shako. To deep it and become trading partners if we can. To secure goods on a regular basis.
>>4189786
I'm pointing out the negatives. Making a run for it after all this work makes no sense.
Role-playing by what making him lose his sense of priorities?
Relatiation for a failed plan. They could just assume we MAY already know they did it.
Why would house Ramblin be digging or doing anything if you don't think they have anything to retaliate for?
I enjoy breasts and sadly thats what my woman has more of. While I would rather the latter. But personality sadly trumps all. Meh
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>>4189814
> if we succeed in marrying off Cleo we would lose her as a client.
huh? we gain an alliance with a pretty big-name house
> Role-playing by what making him lose his sense of priorities?
au contraire. strengthening our position by adding holdings is not optional and not something we should delay. this holding brings great benefits
> Why would house Ramblin be digging or doing anything if you don't think they have anything to retaliate for?
'cause they're dicks, we already established that. it makes no sense to call it retaliation is all
> I enjoy breasts
oh good
> if Cleo is to lose her seat who would replace her.
We are already helping Shako to take over the whole enterprise
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>>4189871
Except we don't. The celtigars do not like us.
You think marrying off his what may be his only nephew while connecting him to what will clearly be an ally for ourselves will help that?
He is the head of the house with his father gone he himself had troubles with what his u clearly might bargain him off for for his own political gains.
Ramblin is the small player they likely wouldn't move with out house Sunglasses say so.
If Cleo loses her seat which should be likely. Shako would replace her. He is the one who came up with the three seats. And is a huge believer in his system. He is the one that mediates between the two others so there are s
Three seats in total and not one single person who is in charge. At least far as I can remember.
Think we get a post today?
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>>4189323
>just think of Cerelle's tits and cheer up a bit, eh?

Now there's an IC remark if I've ever seen one.

So as for the Black Market holding... it comes with it's own sort of reputation, but it's not the sort of thing that is going to cause the sky the rain screaming Baratheons either. On a sliding scale from GODS I WAS STRONG to grinding teeth to sweating, the holdings go something like this: Slave Markets >>> Wreckers >>> Gambling Den (blood sports) > Black Market > Gambling Den > Brothels
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“Aye, I can speak to him for you. Course, that comes with conditions,” you tell her with a grin of your own.

“What could you want from this?” she asks with a suspicious look.

“Well for one, if you’ll have me play the part of the doting father for you in your role as a traditional Westerosi wife, then I will be the one to walk you down the aisle and give your hand away. We’ll also need to see to your dresses. They show off too much skin. Ah, and you’ll need a new hobby. Knitting perhaps? I hear that’s all the ---"

“If you keep talking, I will show you exactly what I can do with a needle,” she warns.

“See, now that’s the sort of talk we’ll need to work on. You need to be more refined like,” you add anyway. “Talk to the lad yourself. Get to know him a bit better. He’s got a sort of low cunning about him from what I’ve seen. You might like him and he you.”

“This manse is more comfortable than your cold, drab castle. I may just stay for longer,” she considers it for a few moments. “Bella will return with you to gather my crew. My people inside Rambton lands will still send word to your Stormgrave, if only because there is no safe way to tell them otherwise. You will send word to me when you deem it time to strike and I will meet you with my ship.”

“Fair enough terms for me,” you agree. You exit with her and thank the Celtigars for their hospitality, leaving them to sort things out with Cleo. There’s a decent chance you’ll see them in a couple moons when the Royal Wedding is in full swing.

You and Janesa aren’t the only ones who have arrived at the northern docks. Two young men seem to have beaten you here. One is in full plate and the colors of House Lydden, the other dressed more casually with a longbow slung on his back. The Lydden knight kneels before Cerelle while the bowman simply stares out to the sea.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 4d6 for Awareness (Empathy)?
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Rolled 3, 4, 2, 6 = 15 (4d6)

>>4189973
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Rolled 6, 1, 3, 3 = 13 (4d6)

>>4189983
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Rolled 5, 4, 4, 6 = 19 (4d6)

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>>4190005
2 Degrees vs DC 12. Writing!
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>>4189786

>pious beekeepers

Go on.
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You’d expected a bowman at some point, though you’d half-assumed it might take more time than this. It seems a call put out by your good-father to a knightly house is answered fairly quickly. What readily sticks out to you here is that it’s the Lydden knight and not the bowman who kneels before your wife. As is typical, your arrival draws the attention of all those present, which has the convenient effect of allowing you to get a better look at faces.

Cerelle has on her “Lady Face” if you had to give it a name. Calm and poised and courteous. It’s a typical look for her that you enjoy melting away behind closed doors. But in this case, it is the lesser Lyddens that draw your eye. Her cousin Lenore looks embarrassed… and a little annoyed if you’re not mistaken. That’s new. The Lydden knight, who looks to be barely older than Eddison at that, gives you a once-over that, while not rude, makes you think he’s not your biggest fan. And there’s the bowman, who looks to you indifferently. He’s got a different look about him if you had to say so. Darker hair and amber eyes unlike those of the Andals present.

“It seems we are both rather popular today, husband,” Cerelle addresses you first. “You have Ser Byron Yew here by my lord father’s invitation. Something you discussed with him?”

“Aye, we spoke of it. House Yew is it? I’ve need of a reliable man to lead my crossbowmen. I did hear your house was more known for their longbows. Will that be a problem?” you ask Ser Byron.

“It is no trouble, ser. I would work with them all the same,” the young knight says quietly with an inclination of his head.

“And we have another of my cousins, Ser Edger. It seems he would swear his sword to me personally, to act as my guardian. As it happens, Lenore is his sister,” Cerelle explains.

You look to the lad, standing stiffly with eyes forward. A disciplined sort, which is what you’d expect if he’s served under Lord Lewys. “Hmm. Seems odd to me. Can he do that?” you ask her as his cheeks flush.

“It is not particularly uncommon for a lady of my station,” she responds with a quirk of a smile. “If you take no issue with it, then I will be inclined to accept.”

>Take Ser Byron Yew into your service
>Let Cerelle take Ser Edger Lydden into her service
>Both
>Neither
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>>4190193
>>Take Ser Byron Yew into your service
try to figure out why Lydden wants to be in her service
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>>4190208
+1 seems like a good idea
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>>4190193
>Both
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>>4190193
>Both
>>4190208
But this also. We should get a measure of him but still allow it
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>>4190193
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>>4190193
>>Both
>>4190208
agreed
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We could fuck with him too and ask Lenore what she thinks
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>>4188777
I agree with the fishery.
And while I agree are situational. Mechanically they give our units a +1b in fighting and +2 in damage. Meaning if they get 3 degree's of success that is fucking 6 extra damage. While increasing the chances of getting a higher degree.
Which I can rationalize as even with fighting armored units. They have to deal with beasts pawing at them and trying to bite at their legs and hands if they jump. Giving our men a chance to get better hits and dogs are agile enough to dodge I would imagine war dogs more so.
I really like the idea of adding them to our heavies. But I think the best bang for our buck would be adding them to our garrison. Increasing the passive awareness check by 3. Making it all that much harder for anyone to spy on us.
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Alright. Both with the caveat that he gives actual reasons.
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>>4190314
Well, a couple things could be knocked out with a cunning test too. Let's do that.

>Can I get 3 rolls of 3d6 for Cunning?
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Rolled 4, 4, 4 = 12 (3d6)

>>4190315
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Rolled 2, 5, 5 = 12 (3d6)

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Rolled 5, 2, 4 = 11 (3d6)

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>>4190326
12 vs DC 12 meets the 1st degree. Writing!
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Rolled 4, 4, 2 = 10 (3d6)

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“Ser Byron, I would be pleased to welcome you into the service of House Shryke. We will speak more later. There's much to discuss with those green lads,” you tell him, receiving another polite nod and a ghost of a smile in response. “Lady Janesa, find a cabin for him if you’d be so kind. Ah, and for Bella as well,” you get the three of them moving along so only the Badgers remain.

“Right then. Let’s speak plainly now,” you turn your full attention on the young knight. “Your presence here is odd to me seeing as I had plenty of time to speak to my lady wife and she never mentioned it. There are some in my position that’d think you had some sort of designs upon her. Seven know I’ve heard more of dueling the past few days than I did even in the Free Cities.”

That comment clearly embarrasses, well, all of them, but you press on before the objections start. “But I know that’s not the case. Elsewise you wouldn’t wait til the moment she’s on the docks like this. Your sister though… she just accepted Cerelle’s invitation this morning. So, I’ll ask you plainly. Are you here for Lenore or to serve my wife?”

All eyes are on him now and he struggles with his answer for a time before coming to a decision. “Both, ser. I would protect my family.” From those now around them is left unsaid. An overprotective brother of a handmaiden. Joy.

“Would you die for them?” you ask.

“Yes,” he says with all the bravery and foolishness of a man his age. Still, no sense in twisting the knife. He might even truly mean it and that sort of loyalty can’t be bought, even if it’s not really to you.

“Good enough. He’s all yours,” you tell Cerelle with a shrug before taking her arm to help her aboard.

“I’m going to get some rest, Aurion. I’m beyond tired,” Cerelle tells you. You suppose you’ll have plenty of time to catch up with her over the next three or so days. Until then, there is at least one other pressing conversation that comes to mind.

>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
>Vaeron. You’d have his thoughts on everything and he’s probably the simplest to talk to.
>Lenore Lydden. Have her thoughts on all of this.
>The new knights. You’d like to know more of the men who have so recently sworn to you.
>Something else?
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>>4190406

>Janesa

Because clear reasons

>Lenore

Because more info about Ser Edger
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>>4190406
>>The new knights. You’d like to know more of the men who have so recently sworn to you.
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>>4190406
>>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
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>>4190406
>>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
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Hi, I'm new to this board and never played a quest before, but I've caught up to the current story all in one sitting. I saw in a previous thread that anons had to show that they had been here previously in order for their votes to count. Is there a lurking period here or can I start voting?
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>>4190406
>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
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>>4190438
No, you're good anon. That was a one time thing to address a concern another player brought up.
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>>4190471
There hasn't been the rampant faggotry in the asoiaf quests that you find in others. It's been refreshing.
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Alright. Calling it here. I'll have an update up either later on tonight or sometime tomorrow when I have time. Probably the latter. Have a good night!
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>>4190406
>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
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>>4190438
That's only a thing during contentious votes usually those that are open over night. Some people can't help but cheat.

It's honestly very rare
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>>4189894
> the celtigars do not like us
they'll get men, ships and a "beard" for the gay nephew due to our actions. that'll make them like us a bit more, and if it doesn't then the marriage just won't happen, no?
>You think marrying off his what may be his only nephew while connecting him to what will clearly be an ally for ourselves will help that?
I think you generally worry over much.
> Shako
talks about balance, but tasks us with removing one of his rivals so he can focus on fucking the other one over, no doubt
> loses her seat
I expect she'll give it up in exchange for becoming a Celtigar, lol
>not one single person
best make sure Shako ends up on top, eh?
> post today?
seems we got one yup
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>>4190107
I mean we could turn the place into an abbey/cathedral town if we wanted, grow bees, mine holy crystals, get a huge library, maybe some nice healing relics.
we could repurpose the distillery to make perfumes and incenses, use the beeswax for scented candles...
.. and make sure to spread'em wide for anyone with an actual army who decides to come visit
I mean, it's a living, no?
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>>4190299
if you want dogs for the garrison, let's just buy dogs for the garrison. no reason to get a cow if we just want a glass of milk.
generally speaking I'd like to see more trade with the other houses, we should become productive members of society as it were. maybe we can find someone who wants something we have, and has dogs?
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>>4190966
Shako WANTS 3 seats. Thats the whole point. He created that system. He doesn't want to be on top. He wants the three seats filled.
Except the Celtigars house will not gain any of those things.
You think Cleo will happily allow the boys uncle to take command of her men and ships? Be realistic. Then there is no point in marrying into that house if she loses everything that would sustain her.
I do overly worry. But I'd rather be paranoid than get ambusbed.
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>>4190999
Oh yeah, I am way past getting dog kennels.
I only brought up the options.
We haven't traded because we have nothing to trade with. Since everything hasn't been producing. With in the next month or two our agriculture will produce spare food and mines will start producing raw iron and the crystals. The crystals we've already traded away essentially.
So we will only really have food and raw iron to sell. What we could do is try and create a deal for armor, and make more profit that way. Since we would be selling finished goods.
On a good note we should be getting home soon. And on our way to purchasing a smelter and alcohol distillery. Higher quality iron and a specialty product. We will need a specialist for our distillery is we want to make really high quality stuff though. I am not sure if a vinter may push up quality and then possibly get a planter/alcohol based maester? Or if we could get away with having Cerelle research this in a library. on top of one or the other.
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>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife.
Jock around with her to break the ice. Something like a first you seduce me, have your way with my body and now you act cold, shame
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>>4190406
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>>4191006
> Shako WANTS 3 seats.
Can we agree to disagree for now? We'll find out soon enough anyway.
> You think Cleo will happily allow the boys uncle to take command of her men and ships?
Of course not! Cleo can and will negotiate for herself some room for maneuver, and if she doesn't get it she is the one who probably won't go through with the marriage/alliance. pirate princess, remember?
> Then there is no point in marrying into that house if she loses everything that would sustain her.
yes, exactly!

>>4191016
> armor
oh yes. extractive economies turn to shit very fast, I'm all for manufacture. just be a bit careful who we sell what to. wouldn't want to armor future enemies TOO well.
> push up quality
I seem to remember a certain alchemist who is somewhat well disposed? maybe she knows others, or has an apprentice she may spare?
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>>4191040
Except she wouldn't be asking permission from his uncle anon. Come on
We are out right skipping the boy's uncle in this. He isn't even in the kings peace at the moment. And won't be till after we raid dragonstone. Which means potentially killing some of his men if we get unluckily paired.
The wedding will at least be agreed upon or disagreed well before the uncle can give his two cents on the matter.
I dont get how this isn't clear anon. T_T
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>>4191095
> He isn't even in the kings peace at the moment.
maybe we can finagle it so his nephew takes over and brings the house into the king's peace then?
> potentially killing some of his men
killing is our business, anon, and business is good. mercenary captain, remember?
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>>4190406
>>Janesa. She’s hardly said a word to you since before your wedding and you’d also like to know what she’s said to your wife
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>>4191106
Killing is good. But a house where we kill their men would quite want to be an ally of our much less any business.
That being said.
If we can place Eddison as the head of house that solves our problem and more. If we could some how find most in high command of the celtigar main branch that would work.
But that would mean finding and killing celtigars at dragonstone. And raiding their lands to under the premise of bringing them under the kings peace.
It would have to be agreed upon with Eddison. Aswell as Cleo
On a good note since that may be the last place she raids as the pirate queen before marrying him. She cloud likely muster up plenty of her forces that aren't elites into battle upon the raid and really loot and pillage freely.
Not sure how many cousins he has in the main branch. But we could easily find out.
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>>4191503
this is more like it! real plans for ass-kicking and name-taking!
what sort of a force do we expect them to be able to field, anyway?
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>>4192007
Well we have to leave a token force at our home. And garrison makes the most sense to do that.
Id say taking the first regiment and the xbowmen. My hope is to get our 2nd regiment and our xbowmen 1 training. And if we are extremely lucky 2 trainings for preferably our Xbowmen. Our heavies are perfect for not letting anyone get close to our xbowmen. And if we can get them better training before dragonstone. I expect them to possibly get hurt but still get out investment out of them.
With home having the garrison and their leader knight. Along with now our wife's sworn sword. Even a young knight should be a better fighter than the avg fighter let's just try and keep our men together and keep from losing a battle. Which would be nice.
I really enjoyed having a support unit. It made life so much better. It was really great. But im not sure thats Aurions style unless it comes from. Someone like say Janessa or Cerelle. Thinking of their husband's. And the added success that comes with having a support unit.
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You find your seneschal on the aft castle leaning on the railing and looking out to the horizon. You know her habits well enough by now. She hates the bow for the spray it kicks up.

“You of all people should know how hard it is to avoid your problems on a ship. Even one of this size,” you tell her in greeting.

“I seem to recall searching you out on more than one occasion to demand explanation for certain dockside expenditures,” she replies without turning.

“My point exactly. So, what’s got you so wary? You’ve barely spoken to me since before the wedding and I think I would’ve noticed you at the bedding if you’d come along for the fun,” you ask her.

“You know the answer to that. I have shamed myself,” she says.

“I wouldn’t go that far. Nothing happened. Your virtue, such that it is, is intact,” you assure her.

“But it would have, had you been of a different mind. I know this. I know exactly what I was prepared to do,” she turns to look you in the eye, and you see the certainty there.

“Say you’re right. What does it matter? Nothing happened all the same and it needn’t change anything. Unless you’ve spoken of this?” you probe.

“To Vaeron, no. I did not seek to hurt him even if he thinks me so cruel. To Lady Cerelle… yes. She knows,” she admits.

“Poor timing, don’t you think?” you grimace. Cerelle hinted towards knowing of it but hadn’t outright confirmed it.

“Quite,” she agrees. “But I saw it as more of an endorsement of your character than anything. She and I have grown rather close through all of the planning and plotting of the wedding. Well, as much as one can be under such circumstances. It was selfish of me, yes, but I did not desire to hold such a cloud over our working relationship.”

“Was she not wroth with you? Is she not still?” you ask, having a hard time understanding how such a conversation would even play out.

“I’m… unsure. At first, perhaps. Either my assurances that nothing else untoward would happen were accepted or she holds a grudge that I cannot see. She’s… intelligent, Aurion. It can be hard to grasp what she is thinking at times,” Janesa says with uncertainty.

“I can relate to that at least,” you agree. “So, she knows of your… let’s call it a moment of weakness. A fair thing to be expected of a woman left in my presence for too long… is that all?”

She stops herself from smiling and bites her lip. “I offered to leave your service. She refused.”

“Why in the Seven Hells would you do that?” you demand.

“To avoid causing any further rifts here. I am still my mother’s heir in Qarth, so I offered to return. Lady Cerelle was of a different mind and cited my success with your betrothal,” she says with a hint of her old smugness.

“You do see how stupid a response that is over a kiss, yes?” you ask with some annoyance.
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>>4192429
“Is it now?” you see a flash of anger in eyes the color of the sun. “I am not Vaeron, you know this. My reasons are not so simple. We came back here for a better life, yes? All of us. You have been ennobled with the stroke of a quill and some luck. You’ve managed to wed beyond your station and if your lady wife is half the woman I think she is, you will be a lord in your own right. You have done right by the Company as well with the coin and the armor and the stability… but what of my family? Vaeron is too proud and too simple to bother you with this, but you and he left here together. You fought your way up together. Now your children will be lords and ladies with the world at their feet while mine will be… what? I am not quite sure. My daughter is a clever girl and my heir by the rights of the Pureborn. I could give her a better life in Qarth than I see for her here at present. Vaeron will force my son to be a warrior here or in Qarth… if he follows me at all, so that is what I believe you would call a wash.”

Would you like to offer her any reassurances or promise her anything?

>Promise to land Vaeron, which will at least elevate her son
>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
>Make no promises to her and only vaguely reassure her that the future holds opportunities
>Something else

Here’s the update I wanted to end on last night. I’m going to leave this open all night because it’s an important decision. See below for extra info to help you make an informed decision. I’ll be busy with family stuff tonight, but we will be running tomorrow night!

>Some background notes on Status because Pureborn stuff is weird: Janesa is essentially the equivalent of the heir of a minor lord (status 4). Her particular family often takes a matrilineal approach, meaning her daughter is her heir and will also be of respectable status, but her son won’t be higher than a household knight no matter where he is. That means her daughter is a respectable match for a first or (big maybe) second son of yours. At present, her son is second or third daughter tier at best. Landing would improve her son’s status (but not her daughter’s), but that comes with significant cost: 20 Power and one of your domains.
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>>4192438
Is there any islands near our Island that are up for grabs? Can we but an island?
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>>4192461
Nope. The area around Dragonstone is notoriously sparse on usable land and if it were so easy to buy another island, then your neighbors would have done so ages ago.
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
>Along with trying to get vaeron landed if we can manage to gain more domains. A hard maybe. But familial ties can be assured so long as we have another kid. Or who knows possibly even her daughter if we can get high enough powered.
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>>4192438
I don't know if anyone would sell for a reasonable price, most of our neighbors are conspiring against us. So I don't see buying a holding as a viable way forward (though if Boggs says otherwise, then I'd certainly be willing to go along) And as much as I'd like to drive these enemy houses into extinction, we'd never be able to get a way with the wholesale slaughter required to claim any significant amount of land by right of conquest. So taking a holding isn't going to be in the cards either probably (unless Boggs says otherwise, in which case I am fine playing along with that)

Earlier in the quest, I floated the idea of clearing, claiming and settling an island or two in the stepstones. We could conceivably set up a colony, and give it to Vaeron, once it is sustainable. Honestly, it will probably be much cheaper then slicing off a portion of Stormgrave for him (it isn't just the power cost, there is also all sorts of lose opportunity cost in giving away an entire domain). And it would give us another thing to work towards on the other end of this war. Of course, this is assuming Boggs allows something like this.
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
>>4192461
My best guess would be kill off house rambton and if the hoke is deep enough have house sunglass on the ropes and beqeath the lands to us. That would be a bell of a lot of maneuvering. And a huge lost to give it to them so early. So I'd say a promise to marry off a daughter or or son and land them if we don't land him within 5 years.
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>>4192509
I say we would have to move to kill off house rambton. And put house Sunglass into a corner where we would have won it in retaliation as well as conquest. And house sunglass giving up any right he may have had as house rambtons lord.
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
I guess if we get land from our conquest of the houses plotting against us, we can move there and land Vaeron on Stormgrave. But those are massive ifs.
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>>4192438
>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)
We really can't promise land that we don't have
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>>4192515
>>4192523
As much as I'd like to, we need to remember that we were explicitly told by Estermont to take captives, and our ability to raid (and the chance to kill off the house) is dependent on them being outside of the King's peace. I don't know. I doubt it will even be possible to drive the entire house into extinction, there will probably be relatives living elsewhere. It is possible that we see them made extinct in the male line, and then force a marriage of Vaeron's son to their remaining daughter. That would probably be more realistic then simply trying to pull them up by the roots.
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>>4192929
We were told to take captives so we could profit from them I think.
That being said yeah I agree they won't be easy by any stretch. Which is why I say we just promise a tie between family is all. But not our first born son.
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>>4192438
>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours in the future

>reassure her that the goal is to deal with nearby houses, that will open land for Vaeron to get landed
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>>4193014
>>4193007
Yeah gaining new lands will be extremely hard to get. I think if we do well gaining a lordship may be in the cards. From the end of this war. We would have to have some pretty good evidence to gain lands from the conspiracy. To implicate a nobel and gain their lands. Now gaining of he their domains may be a thing though. We just have to pick the most fruitful of enemy lands to focus on, IF we can wipe out the head of the house and such. And so many other things I am sure our wife will have real input to add about.
I would also dare say Vaeron did well for himself as we married a nobel he did it well before us. He has gained from adventuring with us.
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>>4192438
poor Janessa
> something else
Ask her if she has lost her mind completely from the recent stress. Why is she still talking about maybe splitting up with Vaeron? Qarth? What sense does it make to run away when things are, by her own admission, improving?
Can't promise land because we don't have any to give. Yet. So:

> Promise to not stand in the way if one of her kids ever wants to marry one of yours or vice-versa, not a remote possibility given they will grow up together.
> Tell her that Cerelle was polite, but you are blunt, and you simply need her to act as your crow (aka diplomat/spy), just like you need Vaeron for a sword, and that as such she will be able to mingle with all the nobles and play at matchmaking and politicking all she likes, build a future for her children, with your backing and Cerelle's advice.
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>>4193070
I think we should still placate her in some way. She is thinking of her house, while Vaeron may really never ask on his behalf.
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>>4193070
I agree with you. But I do like the idea of raising our kids to have a tie to each of our families.
If anything its still a pretty good marriage with familial ties to a minor lord house in Qarth.
even if it is the brother of the heir. We will still have a connection there. What we could do is try and tie that house to our own for both our benefits. Creating a trade deal of sorts. We would definitely not be arming enemies if we were to sell them armors and alcohol/food supplies.
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>>4192438
>>Promise a betrothal between one of her children and one of yours (you don’t need to specify which right now)

Let us go all in!;
Our eldest son(heir) and her eldest daughter(heir)
Vaeron and us are like brothers, let us unite our houses
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>>4193101
>Our eldest son(heir) and her eldest daughter(heir)
That wouldn't work anon. Eventually an heir takes over. It would be a split marriage. If we were to send our first born son. Or if they were to send their first born daughter.
our 2nd child makes the most sense.
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>>4192485
Boggs what are her kids ages?
W could end up getting a healer maester. which may help with pregnancies. As well as someone to patch us up really. It'd help multiple problems.
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Let's hope for triplets or more.
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>>4193102
Janesa's noble title is more like a hereditary senate position than anything else. Like any real senate position, the power there is what you make of it. You can shut down a nation or just show up once a year to argue about the rights of Greyscale dwarves. It could work depending on what sort of arrangement they come to.

This is also why it was mentioned during Janesa's POV that her having spare children is something that her mother was upset about. The Pureborn are rich enough from taxes and the like, but they don't have spare positions to toss to extra children like the trade cartels might (separate, lower factions).

>>4193107
Her daughter is 8 and her son is 5.
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“I wouldn’t call it a wash… Auric may yet come into land of his own one day. I won’t go cutting up Stormgrave piecemeal, but he and Vaeron stand to benefit should I get my hands on anything else. Failing all that, I’m not opposed to setting up a betrothal between one of yours and one of mine. It’s not as if Vaeron and I never spoke of such things in our cups back in Essos,” you tell her.

That gets her attention. “Land is uncertain… but a betrothal would have my family raised alongside yours… who?”

“Can’t much say now, can I? Dunno what I’ll have yet even with this one. Cerelle reckons it’s a girl, but I don’t see how that’s possible with how deeply I gave her my seed as she rode me. It’ll be a boy and he’ll be a fine horseman,” you say.

“Are you… repeating Dothraki folklore as if it were fact?” she stares at you.

“Are you saying it’s somehow wrong? Where’s your proof?” you counter.

She shakes her head instead of trying to argue the point. “Your imaginary Dothraki son to my Janesa would be a suitable match, but the difference in age is significant. If your cleverer wife is correct and you can even convince her of this, then a first-born daughter would be quite the boon to my son.”

“She would be… what? Five and twenty when he reaches his age of majority? That’s younger than you are now. If the lad’s anything like me, then I wager he’d cross the Demon Road stark naked blowing a warhorn the whole way to bed a younger maiden version of you,” you say, getting a genuine smile for your troubles.

“And if they are a poor fit?” she asks.

“Then your son may wed my daughter. Second born if not the first. We’ll see. Failing all that, you and your husband might consider working off some of your angst in your usual manner and giving us all a third option to work with. This talk of leaving him is stupid,” you tell her.

“I suggested he may not follow me or that I may not take him back. That is not the same as leaving him… are you planning to have such a brood yourself? I had heard the houses of the Narrow Sea preferred to keep their families smaller. There are only so many rocks in the sea for spares,” Janesa points out.

“Haven’t given it much thought, really. I’m happy enough with what I have already. I suppose I should talk to Cerelle about it. That and much else,” you yawn. “Tomorrow. We’ve much to catch up on. Tell the rest not to bother me unless it’s important. Make a sign if you must.”

You bid her a good night and leave her to her thoughts while you return to your cabin. Cerelle is sprawled out on the bed in a deep sleep, so you join her and pull her into your warm embrace.
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>>4194267
You awake to the gentle rocking of the ship upon the waves of the bay… and what you believe is the sound of your wife vomiting from the adjoining room. You call out to her, but she bids you stay away, so you fetch her cousin instead. She comes out much later looking paler than usual if such a thing were possible. She looks miserable as she gets back in the bed without a word. Lenore rushes off to find her something to eat and drink.

“Are you unwell?” you ask her uncertainly.

“Women’s troubles. Your child,” she mumbles. “I’m beginning to better appreciate why Lady Janesa keeps her hair shorter.”

“What can I do to help?”

“Talk, distract me. Give me something to think about other than the sea,” she buries her face in the pillow at the last word. An easy enough task, but on what specifically?

>Heirs and the future of your house
>Cleo and the Triumvirate
>The plots at work with rival houses
>Her relationship with the Lannisters, especially Lady Cersei
>Something else

I’ll take the top two for now. You can vote for two if you want.
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>>4194272
>>The plots at work with rival houses
>>Her relationship with the Lannisters, especially Lady Cersei
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>>4194272
Heirs and the future
Rival houses
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>>4194272
>Her relationship with the Lannisters, especially Lady Cersei
Bring up the mirror and what we saw
>The plots at work with rival houses
Maybe she can give us a better idea of how to handle subduing other houses and benefiting from it
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>>4194272
>>Heirs and the future of your house
>>The plots at work with rival houses
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Need a little clarification Boggs. Was Vaeron mad at Janesa for losing the child or for endangering them?
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Rival houses is a clear winner. Lannisters and heirs are tied. I'll get started with the first part while the tie is resolved.

>>4194341
Sure. A combination of things. He was hurting for his sister still and (as he was saying IC) was already having difficulties reconciling Janesa's view of smallfolk with their relationship. He blamed her over the loss because he assumed she was overtaxing herself to deal with frivolous highborn matters. His perception of it could've easily gone the other way if he wasn't already harboring misgivings over the way she treated his sister. You could say he sort of took out his grief on her and now they're both trying to understand and reconcile what that means.
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>>4194272
>>The plots at work with rival houses
>Heirs and the future of your house
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“Well for one, I should probably catch you up on what is really going on with House Rambton and others…”

“I heard talk of this. You intend to go into battle with a rival house?” she asks from her pillow.

“Houses,” you correct and explain the details of the plot so far.

“Your thoughts?” you ask at last. She regards you with eyes the blue of the depths the sea. And yet you can’t help but get a strange sense that her depths may run deeper.

“It was good of you to keep this to yourself, Aurion. From what little I may know of them, House Massey is regarded as a good and honorable house. Accusing them of treachery without proof would be regarded with scorn or worse. Those in rebellion are another matter…”

“So, you approve of this raid?” you ask.

“No. If what you say is true, you and Ser Vaeron seek to siege a castle and rip out a noble house root and stem with only a pirate and steel to aid you past the gates. At best, you succeed and look the part of a butcher. At worst, you are killed in the attempt,” she flatly states.

“I promised my brother his revenge and he shall have it. If that comes with a label, then so be it. Better that than see you poisoned next. Cleo already has her people in position. The rest is simple work. I assure you I won’t fall to a castle garrison, nor will my men,” you tell her.

“Cleo. You called her Cleo,” she looks at you with narrowed eyes.

“… I did. A habit. Her name is entirely too long, isn’t it?”

“And she allows you to speak to her in this way. Are you still sleeping with her, Aurion?” she asks bluntly.

“No. She is an ally, nothing more. I have refused all women since our betrothal,” you tell her honestly.

“Hmm. Janesa seems to corroborate that much. I suppose I should at least be thankful that,” she muses.

“So, you’re not jealous?” you cautiously ask.

“Do I have reason to be?” she asks while absentmindedly twirling her curls. You shake your head. “Good. Keep it that way,” she yawns before sitting up on her elbows and regarding you more carefully. “Mother could hardly believe you have no bastards lurking about… I think she still doesn’t. I had considered the possibility that you had other lovers or even children when I agreed to wed you.”

“Not anymore,” you assure her. She nods, taking you at your word. Probably.

“I like to think I was raised to be fair and practical, but I am not some loose Dornishwoman to tolerate paramours and mistresses in my presence. It goes far beyond my desire to keep you to myself… although that is important to me. The quaint little side-families lesser women allow to flourish are threats to their authority. Why give deference and loyalty to a woman who cannot command it of her own husband? Such indiscretions are much more an embarrassment to a lord’s lady wife than to the lord himself. And herein lies my dilemma,” she states.
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>>4194440
“There is no dilemma. She’s an ally, nothing more,” you tell her.

“That may be so, but the truth of the matter is far more boring than fiction. This is my problem. The Lady Cleo is a beautiful woman who is now fairly well-known to our people. Ask yourself this: do you believe that smallfolk who have seen her in your presence see her as your ally or your mistress? I may not see her as a rival for your love, but she is a rival for the respect and love of the smallfolk whether she would like to be or not. I cannot have this if I am to represent House Shryke in matters of governance,” she explains.

“What would you have me do about it? She’s still an ally to me. Something I’m in short supply of,” you point out.

“Are you? House Manderly has at least some men still present in what they would quaintly term the south. House Wendwater has no quarrel with you that I can see and is also tasked with bringing House Rambton back into the King’s Peace. There is also my father, who is by all accounts exceedingly bored at present. I know little of war, but even I can see that he could muster the men to subdue the entirety of Massey’s Hook between his bannermen and his allies,” she counts off on her fingers. “Dealing with any one of them has its own drawbacks, but I would be displeased if this war ends with the laurels shared solely with ‘Cleo.’”

“Estermont seemed opposed to the idea of Westermen marching again after their last disaster,” you tell her. She looks distinctly uncomfortable at mention of the Sack.

“Not all of us are monsters, Aurion. Good and honorable men marched as well,” she counters.

“Aye, there’d have to be at least some decent folk. Still, the balance was bad enough to cause what it caused,” you say.

“Be that as it may, your own description of what you and Ser Vaeron are looking to do is little better than sacking regardless of your reasons,” she argues.

“True enough. But they’d take time to muster and come to agreements, time I don’t have if I want to see this done in the next two moons. Same with Manderly, especially if Ser Wylis needs to write his father for permission. Wendwater might be mustered… Hells, they should be by all rights. Still, I’m unsure if they can be trusted,” you say.

“If not for House Rambton, then I would still at least like you to seek aid for Sharp Point and anything beyond,” she presses.

Allies for House Rambton’s downfall?
>Seek aid of Westermen (may delay an attack or cause other messes)
>Seek aid of Manderly (biggest chance of delay, lowest chance of it blowing up in your face)
>Seek aid of Wendwater (lowest odds of a delay, but either their loyalty or competence is currently in question)
>None of the above for now. You want to see this over and done with
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>>4194443
>>None of the above for now. You want to see this over and done with
While I respect her point of view, we have an agreement. Even if only verbally. We should inform her of marriage proposal for eddison.
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>>4194443
>>Seek aid of Manderly (biggest chance of delay, lowest chance of it blowing up in your face)
Luv me sum norfmen
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>>4194443
>>Seek aid of Westermen (may delay an attack or cause other messes)
changing
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>>4194456
We also go in and get proof of their treason. So we can go on with house Sunglass. with proof and come to an understanding with house Manderly or Westermen. To attack house Sunglass together.

We have the confession of an assassin. We need more concrete proof. Taking a hostage from house rambton who knew about the attempt on our life.
So we can move together with Cerelle's dad out to take revenge. And see about descrediting any house working with them.
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>>4194443
>Seek aid of Westermen (may delay an attack or cause other messes)
Nothing like a little hunt with our FIL
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>>4194443
>Seek aid of Westermen (may delay an attack or cause other messes)

The Westermen are our allies now for better or worse. We should start getting used to working together.
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>>4194474
>>4194472
>>4194465
the problem with that is now sharing loot with someone stronger than us. And possibly not happening before the wedding.
A lot of this plan dealt with hitting fast and hard once we had enough information. Which we will. Which will now cut into her share of the loot alongside ours.
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>>4194443
>>None of the above for now. You want to see this over and done with
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>>4194443
>>Seek aid of Westermen (may delay an attack or cause other messes)
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>>4194443
>None of the above for now. You want to see this over and done with
Seeking her father's aid for sharp point is advisable. We have agreements to uphold for Rambton though. We needed to get Cleo out of the Step Stones and to do so we made promises to her. If we renigged then we would just make an enemy of her and that would be bad for our health.

Maybe we should run the Cleo/Eddison idea past Cerelle
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>>4194488
Thats what I am saying. We have a contract with her. Verbally but I doubt all of our contracts are written anyhow.
We keep to our contract, even if it doesn't mean we are breakign a contract, we would be reducing her earnings as well as our own by bringing in some one else.
Since we haven't made any arrangments for the next house we hit we can easily do it while accompanied by our father in laws men. Why not let his men see some action and help get some blood off our own name acting with one as "nobel" as him.
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4-3-1 in favor of the West. Writing!
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It irks me when people vote but won't bother reasoning for their vote or at least try and sway others to see their point of view.
But so is life. Venting is all...
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Cutting the loot with others.. That may complicate things but we still stand to gain something, while also making more contacts with the west
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“I’m not opposed to inviting some of our wedding guests along for a bit of sport. After all their talk of hunting boars and the like, it might be that rams will make for better prey,” you concede. “Though I would thank them to leave enough intact for Cle--- Lady Cleo and her crew’s satisfaction.”

“I would imagine my uncle, Lord Quenten, would join you along with my father. He seemed amiable enough towards you at the wedding feast. A feat in itself as he is typically rather dour. What did you speak of?” she asks.

“Lord Quenten… Banefort? That would be your cousin Marissa’s father then?” she nods, so you continue. “Ah, we spoke of putting down rebel houses, as it happens.”

“And to think I had hoped for a more pleasant topic,” she rolls her eyes but doesn’t look surprised. “My uncle had his part to play in the Reyne-Tarbeck Rebellion.”

“… the what?” you’re lost. She looks completely baffled as if unsure you’re merely trying to bother her, but she explains anyway.

“The one with the song! Coat of gold or a coat of red and all of that? They sung it at our wedding. Sort of an odd move now that you put meaning to it,” you say.

“Yes… it is wholly inappropriate and yet it happens incessantly,” she agrees.

“Well it’s a fine song any road. Was your father a part of all of that?” you ask.

“He wasn’t, thankfully. My lord grandfather was still alive at the time and refused to march without his liege lord’s orders. Lord Tywin was only the heir at that point, but he took certain liberties regardless,” Cerelle explains.

“It seems it all worked out well enough… I should also mention, Lady Cleo intends to wed Eddison Celtigar at my urging, so it may be that you have even less to worry about than you thought,” you add.

“Hmm. That may serve to clamp down on certain rumors… for both of them,” she smirks.
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>>4194536
“Oh, you knew too? I’m not sure how all that is going to play out, but she seemed confident enough. Ah, that reminds me. I did want your thoughts on children and the like. I had a pleasant enough conversation with Janesa on the matter,” you change the subject towards happier talk and give her a recap.

“You spoke to her of having me on top of you?” she whispers, mortified.

“It was an important detail. How else would she believe my reasoning?” you defend yourself while she groans into her pillow.

“While I see the logic and appeal in such an arrangement, I would be careful with setting fixed terms too early. I fully intend to see you addressed as a lord at the earliest opportunity. Who knows where our house may stand by the time our children are of an age to wed themselves?” she says.

“I’d like to keep my word with her all the same,” you say seriously.

“By all means, keep it if you can, Aurion. I merely worry over betrothing our first daughter to a household knight or our first son to a lady who brings no additional swords to our cause… though admittedly keeping those swords that we have is important too and I would be a fool to discount their own happiness after what I have done,” she says.

“What of a second son or second daughter?” you ask.

She makes to answer but then has to run to the other room again. She comes back eventually, looking even more weary. You coax her to at least drink the squeezed juice or water her cousin had left at the door. She splashes some of the water on her face, matting a few stray locks of hair to her forehead.

“You’re beautiful,” you tell her. Her surprised laugh turns into a cough.

“That is probably the last word I would consider using in my state. How you can stand it at all is beyond me,” she wipes the water from her face and gives you a tired look. “This isn’t colored by my current mood, Aurion… but I am not looking for an entire host of children. I want to be a mother more than I can say, but I want to be more than a brood mare.” She rests her hands over her belly. “I cannot give everything I have to offer to this child or any others we may have if I am spending too much time bedridden or worse. Doubly so when I am trying to leave them with the best house I can manage. I don’t know if this will ever change, but I have never wanted more than one or two.”

>Two would be fine.
>… three?
>You want more than that.

Continuing tomorrow with the arrival back to Stormgrave and probably some wealth spending. Thanks for playing!
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>>4194540
>>… three?
People of the time aimed for an heir, a daughter they could marry off, and a spare in case the heir died. Always good to have backups.
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>>4194540
>>… three?
>>4194554
agreed.
Not to touch a sore subject, but look at her family. Three would be ideal and no more would be great. And if they all come out female, Vaeron's boy may take our last name.
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>>4194540
>>You want more than that.
What if the kids die off? Between disease and cut-throats we need to hedge our bets a bit here and have a bunch of kids so that if they die at any point we have others as back-up. I think a bit of insurance policy is warranted if we're gonna build a decent dynasty.

Plus any excess sons can go east and do the sellsword thing style or we can blob Crusader Kings style.
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>>4194540
>Two would be fine.

Her reasoning is sound and it's good enough for our needs. Best not to risk the smart wife bleeding out over extra mouths.
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>>4194540
She realizes Aurion is a cumbrain right? He's already failed one will test that resulted in a pregnancy
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>>4194540
>Two would be fine.
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>>4194540
>>… three?
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>>4194540
>Two would be fine- ish
let us start with two
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>>4194540
>… three?
cheeky
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>>4194540
We understand.. You came to manage a house but..
>... Three?
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>>4194520
this would require longer voting periods I think
I think I would like to someday see an ASOIAF quest where the players larp as the inner council of some major but highly indecisive nobleman, with everything decided by votes and/or persuasion checks
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>>4194540
three is a reasonable minimum, Boggs
also we're kinda locked into getting a maester now, yes? or maybe some potions from Cleo. I wonder what she'll ask for in return
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>>4194661
Isn't that a regular civilization quest?
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>>4194687
..no. I mean, you would rp your advisor, it's more like a regular quest with a party of adventurers, except you don't adventure, you sit in council and plot
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>>4194540
>You want more than that.
But if it's a tie between two and three, obviously my second choice is three
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>>4194540
>>… three?
Three works. Watch them all be girls. If we marry our first born to Janesa's child then it seems the wedding will take place just before the war, if we last that long.
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>>4194540
>… three?
Man our wife has a powerful and refined intellect. Contrasts with our swashbuckler style in such an interesting way

Good marriage choice
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>>4194540
>… three?
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“… three?” you try.

Cerelle looks to you for a time, saying nothing. “Aurion. Are you… haggling?”

“If that’s the word you want to use,” you shrug.

“This is serious. Too many children can create problems,” she sighs.

“As can too few,” you point out.

The look she gives you is colder than you’d expected. “I know what you think of. It won’t happen again.” She takes a moment to think. “Even if the Mother does not bless us with a son, it makes no difference. I could have easily stood as my father’s heir, ruling while leaving matters of war to my chosen husband. It isn’t an unusual arrangement when the lady of the house is of the proper bloodline. In such instances, they may even continue to rule over their sons when widowed, if they so choose.”

“Hmm. You speak of Dorne?” you ask.

“Not at all, though their views on inheritance may be their only redeemable quality… I speak of the West, the Vale, the Reach. Sons are given preference, but daughters come before brothers and bastards. Purity of blood matters most. A lord that marries into a lordship is but a Lord Protector. In theory, he has no more legal rights than his lady wife grants him. In practice, that at least extends to matters of war and could go further if the lady in question is weak willed or brought low by her Lord Paramount… or by an ambitious uncle or cousin. As it happens, my family is rife with the latter, as are many other families in the West and the Reach. All because their lords and ladies reaped fine summer harvests or struck a new vein of gold and lacked the foresight to think a few decades ahead,” she shakes her head. “Too many branches and the tree chokes.”

“Right. Now all that makes sense and I do find some comfort in the whole daughter part, but you’re only hurting your argument at this point,” you give her a cocky grin.

“What do you mean?” she’s taken aback.

“Your father’s right. You’re too clever by half. You’ve convinced me it’d be a shame to waste that mind on only one or two children. We’ll need a third just to do our part… can’t be helped,” you smile and pat her thigh. She looks ready to protest further until your hands start to wander as they’re wont to do and you’re soon kneading her in all the right places. Clay in your hands.
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>>4195584
“It’s beautiful,” Cerelle says.

“Aye. Greener than Dragonstone in any case. No accounting for the weather. Hope you don’t mind a few storms,” you comment as the ship makes its final approach beneath the castle cliffs.

“When I was a girl, I always dreamed of a castle like this,” she says wistfully.

“Yeah?” you’re surprised. It’s on the smaller side as far as true castles go.

“Deep Den is carved into the face of a mountain. There is no remarkable view to speak of… but this? You could see for leagues,” she says.

“Well, if it’s to your liking,” you shrug. Far be it for you to convince her otherwise.

“It pleases me… although from Lady Janesa’s comments, it could do with new furnishings among other things,” she turns to look up to you from her place in your arms on the deck.

Note: She’s talking about the lifestyle holdings. Is there any interest in upgrading yours from Standard? You have 16 Wealth to spend.

>Keep it the way it is (Free).
>Comfortable: your house eats, dresses, and decorate a bit better than most nobles (5 Wealth).
>Rich: your house is amongst the most fashionable in the region and guests are always impressed with your dwellings (10 Wealth).
>Lavish: you and your house are the trendsetters and are at the height of fashion. Your parties are the places to be seen (15 Wealth).
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>>4195589
>>Comfortable: your house eats, dresses, and decorate a bit better than most nobles (5 Wealth).
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>>4195594
+1
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>>4195589
>Rich: your house is amongst the most fashionable in the region and guests are always impressed with your dwellings (10 Wealth).
Aurion the rich has a nice ring to it.
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>>4195589
>Rich: your house is amongst the most fashionable in the region and guests are always impressed with your dwellings (10 Wealth).

We don't need her looking shabbier than her old friends.
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Can we upgrade it at a later date? If so...

>Comfortable

If not....

>Rich
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>>4195594
+1

Hold your horses people. We still need to invest in our rum business among other things. We can always upgrade our lifestyle later but comfortable is more than enough for a house as new as ours.
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>>4195589
>>Comfortable: your house eats, dresses, and decorate a bit better than most nobles (5 Wealth).
No need to be ostentatious, yet.
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>>4195660
Yeah, you can always go up or down a tier if you need/want to.
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>>4195589
>>Comfortable: your house eats, dresses, and decorate a bit better than most nobles (5 Wealth).
We need the smelter and distillery.
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Writing!
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“Would a thousand dragons cover it? I’m unsure of what you’re used to,” you offer.

“A thousand should suffice for a small household. Thank you, Aurion,” she smiles.

“Good! I wager we end up spending even more soon enough,” you say.

“On what, precisely?” she asks.

“Pick up a rock off the beach there and toss it in any direction, love. You’ll hit something that could use some coin. The mines need a smelter, the sept is rubble… I’ve my distillery project that we’ve talked about. Then there’s the town. What can’t it use?” you go on explaining it to her as the ship pulls in. Cerelle takes one look at the walkway up the cliffs and says how delighted she would be to wait for the horses to be unloaded, so you have time.

You put out a call to your knights and othered valued personages to attend you on the morrow for a meeting on the future of your house and to meet your lady wife. Cerelle insisted she at least be given opportunity to bathe and settle in before meeting those she is to rely upon.

“Must the water be so hot? I should think the point of a bath is not to sweat,” she complains.

“Not sure what you mean. I was about to say it could be a touch warmer,” you splash her on impulse. She sputters indignantly and looks ready to lunge at you.

“Remember the last time we did this?” you ask her. She settles back again.

“How could I forget?” she gives you one of her muted smiles.

“Ah, right. It was your first time, wasn’t it?” you recall.

She sinks back further into the waters. “You know the answer to that.”

“There’s something nice about that, you know. Feels proper. I’m beginning to see why so much value is put on it, really,” you muse.

“I should hope so if you expect your own daughters to behave themselves,” she reminds you.

“Now there’s a thought I could do without,” you grimace. “Maybe they won’t take after me?”

“Oh, I don’t know, Aurion. There would be a sort of divine justice in it if they did,” she teases you. “Will you help me from the tub? I have felt clumsier of late.”

You do just that and spirit her off to the bed. “Aurion?” she whispers. “Will you… do that thing you did? From our wedding night?”
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>>4195993
The light has long past begun lighting up the fine colored glass windows of your bedchambers. Ah, the meeting. You shake your sleeping wife who is slow to stir as always. “Very pretty windows,” she comments.

“House Sunglass is well-known for their, well, glass,” you tell her.

“A glassworks could have its uses to you if you were inclined to produce your own bottles for your distillery. I would imagine that could only help,” she thinks on it as she examines the windows and you examine her. You can just faintly see through her nightshift in the lighting.

“It’s too bad they’re all probably waiting for us downstairs,” you absentmindedly comment.

She spins around to face you in surprise. “What hour is it?” she makes a frustrated sound and calls out for her handmaidens at your carefree shrug.

You make it downstairs with her after some needless fretting over dresses to find your knights assembled along with Warrick Flint the arms master, Marq the armorer, and Malaq the fleetmaster. “How’s it been lads,” you call out to them in greetings, clasping arms with Malaq in particular while Cerelle is introduced to those she hasn’t properly met such as Ser Duncan of the garrison. Your wife takes her rightful seat by your side with Janesa on her other side.

“Right then. Let’s get started. What have I missed?” you begin.

“The town has been rife with crime, ser. Those smallfolk who have begun settling back down have little and less to occupy themselves with. I fear the predations upon them have hardened them to unbecoming ways,” Ser Duncan says.

“This is known. I catch some smuggling loot too. Malaq is better than the guards,” your fleetmaster says.

“Because you were drinking with them,” Ser Duncan wryly adds.

“This is also true. Best way to make new friends and enemies, no?” Malaq agrees. “We have new dromond from fighting cleaned and oared, Captain. Pulling oars is honest work and your Ser Duncan is right on little work. Now we must clean galleass, yes? I hear it was used as stable,” he gripes.

You shoot a knowing look to Cerelle. Of course, he had to mention it. “The crime is a problem, aye. Do we have solutions?”

“The mines’s openin by start of next moon, ser,” Marq says. “Might be that’ll ‘elp. Still needs a smelter if I’ll to work with it.”

“The farms are nice and calm right now. They could get working on your distillery soon as they’ve the coin,” Vaeron brings up. Probably a little bias seeing as he still has family there, but it’s a good point.

“The town itself could use honest work too, ser. It’s at an awkward stage at present. It is too small to sustain a market, not to mention the sheer amount of coin it would take to found one, and it is also on the cusp of becoming too populated for some industries,” Ser Duncan explains.
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>>4195995
You feel a nudge under the table. Ah, right. “What do you think?” you ask your wife.

“I should like to tour this town before I pass judgement, husband, but I am sure Ser Duncan has the right of it,” she begins, getting a pleased look from the old knight. “We can afford to invest in the industries discussed… or even look to something new for the town… but I would have to ask whether you seek to prioritize reducing crime or merely producing more wealth. If the crime is such a problem, then perhaps we are missing the obvious. You mentioned the sept was demolished and the septon was slain. Who now looks to the spiritual well-being of your people?”

“Aside from a frail, old septa who watches some of the orphans… no one?” you guess.

“You are a Proctor of the Faith now, are you not?” she mentions. Those who didn’t already know react with enthusiasm aside from Malaq who keeps his own gods. “If you were to write to the Faith for a new septon and also begin work on a chapel within these walls, then it may be a step towards soothing our smallfolk.”

“Hmm. What would that cost?” you ask.

“Normally? The bulk of our coin. But I see no reason why you cannot bring the cost down to a more affordable amount with your title and mention of your triumphs over the heathens that brought these lands low,” she says.

Thoughts? You have 11 wealth and 3 Glory right now. Glory can be exchanged at a 1:1 ratio for any resource. You may begin work on projects in the hills and town starting next month (this is the last month of those domains being “occupied”). This means you can bank some wealth for next month if you want to get started on a smelter or something for the town right away. If not, there are plenty of other things to look into.

>Start on the Distillery (5 wealth)
>Cerelles Faith idea of Chapel + Septon (7 wealth)
>Both (11 wealth+1 Glory)
>Bank it all for next month to sink it into your mines/town
>Other suggestions?

Continuing tomorrow!
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>>4196001
Both
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>>4196001
Are you saying it would be like a
TEMPLE SETTLEMENT
Time: 3d6+12 months Investment: 10 Wealth
Requirement: Community of at least Small Town size.

A grand building dedicated to the worship of the gods, the temple is staffed by minor clergy and lay priests. If a community does not have a Priest Personage Wealth Holding, the temple probably hosts wandering clergy who make the

34 Out of Strife, Prosperity
Settlement Wealth Holdings
community part of their regular circuit, showing up a few times a year to perform weddings and give sacraments.
House Fortunes Roll Bonus: +1
Resource Gain Bonus: Law +1, Population +1

Or are you saying it would be
PRIEST PERSONAGE
Time:
1d6 months

Requirement:
Temple or Chapel
Investment: 5 Wealth
An ordained member of the clergy of the land who comes to tend to the spiritual needs of the House as a retainer.
House Fortunes Roll Bonus: +1
Resource Loss Mitigation: Influence +1.
+
CHAPEL LIFESTYLE
Time:
1d6+6 months
Requirement: Hallor larger Defensive Holding.
Investment: 1 Defense, 4 Wealth
Many lords build chapels within their keeps, as a symbol of their adherence to the Faith, as a means of providing a religious setting for their families without the necessity of mixing with commoners, and for many other reasons as well. This Holding is a chapel to the gods located within the grounds of a keep or castle.
House Fortune Rolls: +1

Cause for both of these there isn't any law influence at all. Narratively speaking I get your point. soothing their souls and what not.
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>>4196001
>>Start on the Distillery (5 wealth)
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>>4196001
>Both (11 wealth+1 Glory)
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>>4196038
>Cause for both of these there isn't any law influence at all. Narratively speaking I get your point. soothing their souls and what not.

It's definitely the septon+chapel. The temple is for larger settlements. The old sept was technically the abbey holding.

Depending on how things go, there may be ways to raise your Law outside of house fortunes. Bringing some spirituality to your people could be the first step on that path. It all depends on how much attention Aurion gives the situation along with other factors that we'll get to in good time.
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Cerelle is cutting into the black market path
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>>4196080
49/343
Is that used all 49 faith that we currently have + the discount? to get that 3 wealth discount?
When we get to a new tier it doesn't reset? Along with getting the new title?
Also would getting both of these things add to the faith points gained per month or not at all? Since it's the baseline expected thing from all "followers"?
Thanks for your time. If you haven't decided on these things I understand it'll take some figuring out on how to set up the faith system. And all the BS that comes with it.

And is our wife even really into the faith? Cause seems like a heavy investment in our keep if it doesn't have as much free access as a temple would. and we may just focus on our time there instead.

>>4196106
I would say lets focus on getting what we need first anyway. Smelter and distillery was always a plan for me before the black market. And I was thinking given Lydden words, he wanted us to upgrade our lifestyle to at lea