>>5062162

The weather had been good in the past few days and you had been giving your left ankle more exercise by walking outside without the use of crutches. It still started to hurt after you had walked a bit too much and it couldn’t really handle jogging around without the throbbing pain hitting your ankle. It would take a bit more time for it to completely heal even with the help of Raleigh the True using his paladin skills to help the healing progress.

With the weather having been good, you wished that it would continue to be good in the coming days. Jaina would be riding through your land as she travelled from Dalaran to Southshore in two days and if it was raining sideways, her first impression of Alterac and Dawnholme wouldn’t be that good. Technically she would be the first member of foreign nobility to visit Alterac since the Second War and easily the most important visitor in a long time.

In that light you had thought about how to receive her. Maybe she should be received like an important foreign diplomat and have a proper receiving ceremony, a bit like the ones done back in Alterac City by your father. Or she is just visiting quickly and giving too much attention to this could cause trouble to both of you. There are after all people who wouldn’t like to see you cooperating with her or with others and rumours or news of her visiting you would spread fast and they could cause headaches for you and for Jaina in the future.


>Let her ride to Dawnholme without escorts.
>Send Sir Gravis and the knights to escort her to Dawnholme.
>Your ankle doesn’t hurt when riding a horse, go to Gavin’s Naze by yourself and escort her to Dawnholme.
>Other, write in.

>Keep her visit discreet and don’t really make much noise about it.
>Have a small welcoming committee ready for her, people can know that someone important is visiting you.
>Pomp and circumstances. Welcome her like a proper foreign diplomat.
>Other, write in:

QM: Pair of choices so please vote in both. Also I made a new Character List pastebin as the list of important or relevant characters has grown a bit. I kinda don’t want the OP to have a long list of links so I might think about some other solution in the future.

>>5062168
>>Your ankle doesn’t hurt when riding a horse, go to Gavin’s Naze by yourself and escort her to Dawnholme.
>>Keep her visit discreet and don’t really make much noise about it.

Do we know how she's traveling? If she has an entourage, some sort of stately reception would probably be called for, but if she's traveling by herself it would probably be better to meet her as a friend and don't attract attention to her. Out of consideration for her reputation as well as to not be the tall poppy.

>>5062192

You do not know exactly how she will travel, but if you had to guess it would be on a horseback and with minimal to no escorts. When the expedition against the gnolls happened, she travelled alone on a horse.

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>>5062223

Well she knows how to handle herself.

I wonder if she summoned a water elemental yet. Incidentally, elementals were kind of hot in WC1 era. I wonder if it was their choice of form or the summoners'.

Anyways, I'd stick with the personal welcome and being discreet.

>>5062168
>>Your ankle doesn’t hurt when riding a horse, go to Gavin’s Naze by yourself and escort her to Dawnholme.
>Keep her visit discreet and don’t really make much noise about it.

Better to not make too much rumors, we will not be well received at the feast by many.
Since we are leaving, i am not sure about taking all our knights. Each of them is a great fighter that would help here at home.
But it might be better to take all of them, there are likely plenty of people that want to see us as dead. Some more than others.
Maybe we could join another lord that is going north like, Blackmoore. Better safety in numbers, and he has no reason to back stab us with our deal.

thanks for the update lists medivh

>>5062168
>Send Sir Gravis and the knights to escort her to Dawnholme.
>Pomp and circumstances. Welcome her like a proper foreign diplomat.


We need the Alliance nobles to treat us as the legitimate king of Alterac. Therefore, we should take this opportunity to make a good impression.

>>5062168
>Your ankle doesn’t hurt when riding a horse, go to Gavin’s Naze by yourself and escort her to Dawnholme.

>Have a small welcoming committee ready for her, people can know that someone important is visiting you.

>>5062168
>Your ankle doesn’t hurt when riding a horse, go to Gavin’s Naze by yourself and escort her to Dawnholme.
Have a pair of Knights come with us.

>Have a small welcoming committee ready for her, people can know that someone important is visiting you.
We're doing it more for the fun and practice than anything else.

You couldn’t make the decision between being fully discrete and having some sort of a small welcoming committee. Both had their benefits and trying to think the best possible choice was quite hard. In the end you thought about what Jaina would like to see or expect and made your decision with that in mind. She didn’t seem like a person to really be interested in pomp and circumstances or grand feasts as she was all fine with mucking around with the soldiers during the expedition against the gnolls. And she chose the life of training in Dalaran instead of staying in Kul Tiras where the life would be easier.

You talked with Maura Garside on how to receive her somewhat discreetly, but same time not completely hiding that she would be here. From Maura’s experience as a servant and working in the palace, she had a relatively good idea of how foreign officials and diplomats would be received and after you had told her things and details about Jaina, she managed to get a good idea of how things would be organized. Hearing that Maura had a plan, it was easy for you to make the decision too.

You would go to Gavin’s Naze and escort Jaina safely back to Dawnholme.

…

The next day you packed some useful things into your saddle packs and got your horse Epona ready. Sir Gravis and Joe would be accompanying you and providing security if it is needed. You had talked with Captain Garside and both of you agreed that if the orcs had attacked once, they could try it again any time. Due to that pair of knights would be following you all time. If you were to be attacked, they would buy you enough time to flee.

With everything else in Dawnholme being handled and not requiring your close supervision, you mounted your horse and left for Gavin's Naze.

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>>5063102

You had arrived at Gavin's Naze in the evening and found a place to sleep in one of the farms. Next morning you met with one of the patrols there and gave them the order to watch the approaches from Dalaran and to inform you when Jaina is spotted. After sending the patrol away, you could only do but wait.

A bit before midday the patrol returned and with them was Jaina on a horse. She was chatting with one of the soldiers of the patrol as they approached you. And when they were close enough, she turned her head towards you and you could see her smiling. Jaina was wearing her large purple travelling cloak which covered her and made her look more like just a traveler and her horse carried several large packs.

“Lady Proudmoore, welcome to Alterac.” You said to her and bowed before going to offer help for her to get off her horse.

“Hello Alric!” She said happily as she took your hand and jumped off the horse. “No need to be so formal.”

“Just trying to be polite” You said back to her and continued. “It is nice to see you Jaina.”

“You too Alric.” Jaina said back with a smile.

You let the soldiers continue their scheduled patrol and stopped bothering them.

“How much time do you have? When do you have to be in Southshore?” You asked her.

“Three to five days? The ships can wait a day or two, they know that travelling there will take some time. How long does it take to reach your home and then travel to Southshore?” Jaina told you and asked back.

“If we leave now we will reach Dawnholme easily before the evening and it will take a day to travel to Southshore.” You said to Jaina and scratched your chin. “So about two days in total.”

“Then we aren’t in a hurry.” Jaina said with a smile. “I would like to see Dawnholme and what you have accomplished before leaving.”

“Well better for us to leave then. Please follow me Jaina.”

Two of you walked to the farm where Sir Gravis and Joe were waiting for you. The two knights had prepared Epona and greeted Jaina. With your horse ready, it was time to ride back home. But the ride would be long, meaning you have a plenty of time to talk with Jaina about something.


>Ask Jaina about what she expects from Stormwind and the ceremony of making Arthas a proper paladin?
>Has anything happened in Dalaran? Big events or anything interesting? What about the Gnoll artifacts you left there to be studied?
>Just have small talk about things, try to learn more about Jaina. What kind of person she is?
>Other, write in.

>>5063105

Inquire on what's the news, then move on to the Stormwind ceremony and what we can expect there, better arrive forewarned that we don't commit some sort of gaffe.

>>5063105
>>Ask Jaina about what she expects from Stormwind and the ceremony of making Arthas a proper paladin?

>>5063105
>Has anything happened in Dalaran? Big events or anything interesting? What about the Gnoll artifacts you left there to be studied?

>>5063105
>Ask Jaina about what she expects from Stormwind and the ceremony of making Arthas a proper paladin?
Ask this before we Reach Dawnholme

>Has anything happened in Dalaran? Big events or anything interesting? What about the Gnoll artifacts you left there to be studied?
Ask this when we reach Dawnholme and before we leave.

>Just have small talk about things, try to learn more about Jaina. What kind of person she is?
Ask this when we board the ship.

>>5063105
>>Has anything happened in Dalaran? Big events or anything interesting? What about the Gnoll artifacts you left there to be studied?

All four of you had been riding for a moment past the farms and cottages. The people toiled in the fields and they greeted you as you passed them. A small road or more of a cart path had formed from the farms back to Dawnholme making the travel a bit easier. When you claimed these lands last year this all was just wilderness with minimal signs of human work, but now this place has started to prosper.

“Hey Jaina, what do you expect of Stormwind?” You asked Jaina.

“What do you mean?” She asked you.

“I mean how do you think the things go there or happen?” You asked her and continued. “I don’t really have an idea how events like this work. What will you do in Stormwind?”

“Oh right, well it has been some time since I have been in one of these big events, but most of the time they can be dreadfully boring.” Jaina said to you with a bit of disdain in her voice.

“Boring? Really?”

“Yeah, old men talking about important things and trying to be as prestigious as possible. Ceremonies, big feasts and so forth.” Jaina told you. “They can really drag on.”

“I don’t really remember that much about the ceremonies back home in Alterac City so I can’t really say that it was boring. I did find all the knights in their shiny armours really fascinating so that might have helped.” You mused aloud.

“Haha, I had to find a way to escape the ceremonies. Staying there and looking important are not for me.” Jaina said to you with a laugh. “But in Stormwind I do think it won’t be boring, King Varian Wrynn is a martial king so they might have a tourney, the feasts and ceremonies are less stuck up. And of course I get to see my family and friends that are there.”

“That does sound pleasant.” You said back to her.

“Yeah it is, it has been a while since I have seen them or had a chance to spend time with them.” She said to you. “But what about you, what are you waiting for from Stormwind?”

“Truth to be told, I haven't made the decision yet.” You said to Jaina.

“You haven’t?!” Jaina said and was surprised.

“Yeah it has been a wild few weeks since the letter you sent and I don’t know, what if something happens while I am gone?” You said.

“You really should come, I have enough pull to make sure that everything is fine.” She said back with a more serious tone in her voice. “What has happened that is so important?”

You told her the news of Strahnbrad Hills, the orcs attacking from the mountains and the fighting against them. You described the events and how all this had impacted you and your people. Of course you let some details out like Eligius, but you did tell her nearly everything including the rather embarrassing fact of twisting your ankle.

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>>5063606

You and Jaina talked about mundane things as you rode through the fingers of Hillsbrad. She told about her studies and the basic daily stuff she did in Dalaran and you meanwhile told her more about the events that happened in Hillsbrad.

Talking about these things made the time fly fast and as the day started to turn towards late afternoon and evening, you saw Dawnholme in the distance. The long ride home was over.

Reaching the town you waved Sir Gravis and Joe off as you didn’t need the extra security anymore. You rode past the outskirts and greeted the few peasants who were still doing their jobs and carrying on their business before guiding Jaina to the stables. There a few stablehands took care of the horses allowing you to leave for your home.

Pair of City Guards had been sent to help you to carry the saddle packs and you made your way to the farmstead where few more guards had been stationed to receive you. Opening the door to the farmstead and letting Jaina in, you saw the effort Maura Garside had done to receive Jaina there. The farmstead had been cleaned, the large table that you used during your meetings had been covered with the best tablecloth in the house and the expensive silverware that generally was locked away in a safe spot had been taken out.

Both Normand and Maura Garside had their best clothes on as they greeted Jaina and welcomed her to Dawnholme and Alterac.

Jaina frankly was surprised how much work Maura had done to make everything look nice and to be honest even you were surprised by the amount of work done.

...

Maura had prepared with the help of a few others a full course dinner for Jaina and you. As she worked in the kitchen, Jaina talked with both you and Normand about all the things. Several times you had to bail Normand out and answer Jainas questions to allow him a moment to actually eat.

During the dinner Jaina then asked the important question.

“Alric, are you coming to Stormwind with me?”

As Jaina and others had said, this was a chance to possibly meet with the lords and kings of the Alliance and you didn’t know when and if you would have a similar chance in the future. Possibility to seeing them and talking with them about the edict of King Terenas and the overall situation shouldn’t be missed. But at the same time leaving Alterac alone for several weeks without a chance to quickly return worried you a lot. What if the Syndicate or the orcs decide to attack? What if the ogres decide that now is the time to go and destroy those pesky humans?


>You will come to Stormwind with Jaina, you have skilled men and officers taking care of the business while you are gone.
>Alterac needs you more and you have to put its needs ahead of going to Stormwind.

QM: Choose one, no write ins.

>>5063610
>>You will come to Stormwind with Jaina, you have skilled men and officers taking care of the business while you are gone.
Our officers and friends gave us no reason to doubt them. And we could really use this opportunity to approach Alliance's elite. Maybe even improve our relationship with Arthas, although he's probably only going to hate our guts for coming as Jaina's plus one.

If only it was posible to save the queen...
defias revolt didn't happen yet, has it?

>>5063610
>>You will come to Stormwind with Jaina, you have skilled men and officers taking care of the business while you are gone.

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>mfw we return to find that orc uprising has happened while we were away

>>5063610
>You will come to Stormwind with Jaina, you have skilled men and officers taking care of the business while you are gone.


>>5063935
If it happens we will have some time, it took thrall around 3 seasons before he starts to assault the internment camps after escaping from Blackmore.

>>5063610
>You will come to Stormwind with Jaina, you have skilled men and officers taking care of the business while you are gone.

Leave instructions in any event that might occur, but above all else, we trust in our subordinates to take care of things while we are gone.

Going to Stormwind won. Give me a roll unrelated to that.


>1d6
>Best three

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>5064619
let's hope the greench don't come out

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>5064619
time to bless this thread with my shit rolls once again

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>5064619

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>5064619

You had been thinking about this before and you had to think a bit more. You weren’t that sure of your decision, but when you said it, you said it with confidence in your voice.

“Yes, I will come.” You said to Jaina and continued. “What you have said about having a chance to meet with the important people shouldn’t be missed.”

“I knew you would come.” Jaina said back to you and smiled.

“I don’t like leaving Alterac alone, but I know to trust Captain Garside and my officers to keep everything up and running while I am gone.”

“Very true, we will keep Alterac and its people safe.” Garside said.

“Then it is settled. I mentioned in my letter that I might have someone with me so when you appear with me, they have a room prepared for you aboard the ship.” Jaina said. “We don’t have to worry about it or them denying it.”

“Well it seems I get to see the world outside of Alterac and Hillsbrad.” You said and chuckled.

…

You finished the dinner with Jaina and Normand before showing the farmstead to her. You told how Normand had purchased this dilapidated farm and had repaired it with some help several years after the start of your temporary exile. You told her all kinds of stories of how grown in the farmstead and how the daily life really was here.

The evening ended with Normand sharing some of his priced Alterac Brandy with you as he told stories from the time when he was young and fought with the rest of the knights against Stromgarde or against trolls. He also told the story of how you were spirited away from Alterac City after Jaina asked to hear that story.

Maura had prepared your room for Jaina as the small guest room upstairs felt too small for her. You were completely fine with this arrangement as you could easily sleep anywhere and truth to be told you agreed with Maura. The guest room was the size of a small closet and definitely not suitable for Jaina.

You did wonder if Jaina would look at your belongings and books in your small room. Would she find the rustic way of living you had gotten used to unfamiliar or what would she really think about all this. Either way, it was really nice to see Jaina again and for her to visit Dawnholme and you.

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>>5064812

>11
>Success

Normally you wake up easily without anyone having to wake you up and you wake up quite early. Having learned to not waste daylight, your inner clock is extremely fine tuned. Today you woke up earlier than that.

There was a sound downstairs that you heard through your sleep. A second sound woke you up and you quickly opened your eyes. Third sound you recognized was a scream from Jaina.

More sounds of crashes and screaming could be heard downstairs as you jumped off the bed and dashed to the door of the quest room and threw it open. You ran downstairs as fast as you could, jumping the last few steps and landing with a thud on the floor. Then you saw a man wearing dark clothing staggering out of your room holding his head. Your eyes noticed the orange bandana and then his clothing that clearly was bloody.

Your mind immediately made the conclusion. Jaina must be hurt.


>Charge the man and take him down before he can recover and react to you.
>Grab the closest thing you can reach and batter the man senseless.
>Other side of the room has a weapon rack, run there and grab a sword.
>Other, write in.

>>5064818
>>Other side of the room has a weapon rack, run there and grab a sword.

Huh!

I'm beginning to think we should be carrying that dagger on us even in civilian settings. Oh well, nothing to be done about it now.

>Grab the closest thing you can reach and batter the man senseless.

don't give the bastard time to recover. And we owe Jaina big time for dragging her into this circumstance. Dreadful host we turned out to be.

>>5064818
>Grab the closest thing you can reach and batter the man senseless.

>>5064818
>Other side of the room has a weapon rack, run there and grab a sword.
Time to start swing the big chopper around and cut them down with out mercy!

>>5064880
I'm surprised we are unarmed and unarmed. I figure we'd be sleeping with a dagger under the pillow and a sword by the bedpost. Did we even bring our sword? How can we have overlooked something like this and not bring it? We brought our horse did we not? Have we even left home yet?

Could I have a tiebreaker between grabbing a sword and battering the man senseless. I will ask for a roll after I know which option won.

>>5065302
>>5064818
>Charge the man and take him down before he can recover and react to you.

>>5064818
>>Grab the closest thing you can reach and batter the man senseless.

Battering the man senseless wins.


>1d6
>Best three of four

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>5065497

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>5065497

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>5065497

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>5065497
Come on, whack him into next tuesday!

>9
>Failure

You wished that you had your sword or dagger with you, but when you had removed your sword belt when you came home, you didn’t even have the rondel dagger with you. You had thrown the belt into your room and no way you could reach it now. Wearing only your braies and shirt, the only real option you had was either to run to the opposite side of the room and draw a weapon from the weapon rack there, or try to deal with the man right now. You had to decide what you did next and fast.

You reached to your left and grabbed a candelabra that was over a shelf and threw it at the man. The candelabra flew across the room and smacked the man on his arm that startled him and definitely got his attention. You grabbed a chair from the table and threw it too at the man with the chair brushing him and getting him off foot.

Next you grabbed a second chair and closed the distance. With a heave and shout you swung the chair at the man connecting with his body.

The chair broke apart into pieces when it hit the man leaving you with a piece of wood in your hand. The man stumbled hard from the strike and lost control of the dagger in his hand dropping it on the floor. You attempted to swing the broken piece of the chair at him, but the man managed to catch your hand and punch you right in the face, making you stumble a few feet.

You dropped the broken piece of the chair and punched the man back before transitioning into grappling with him. Lacking a proper weapon to swing at him, you knew that you either had to grapple him down and choke the man out or beat the daylight out of him.

You went for the man's throat, but he swepth your hands off before giving you a slight push and sweeping your legs away with his own leg. With a thud you hit the floor and in an instant the man was over you with his hands trying to reach your throat.

You punched the man and pushed away his left arm as his right hand attempted to grasp your throat. You pushed his right hand away and tried to kick the man in his nuts, but he blocked your attempt and punched your right cheek. Grasping both of his arms with your hands you kept his hands away from you, but then his knee hit your stomach pushing the air out of your lungs. The lack of air made your hand wobbly and you had to really struggle to keep the hands away from you. A second knee pushed whatever air you had in you away and the hands reached your throat trying to squish the air and life out of you. The seconds turned into minutes in your mind as the hands tried to push your throat in and you struggled to push or beat them away. You knew that you wouldn’t last long.

Then with a klank something hit the man in the head that eased the pressure on you. A second klank threw him from you and you gasped for air. A third klank hit the man again and made him senseless.

You had to take a few deep breaths to gain back some idea of what was going on and push yourself up into a sitting position. Then you saw who had helped you.

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>>5065722

Jaina stood next to you wearing only her nightgown and carrying her staff. She looked really pissed and when the man next to you moved a bit, she whacked him again with her staff. Then she turned towards you and smiled.

“Alric, are you okay?” She asked you.

“I think I am.” You said to her and coughed a few times hard. “Are you okay?”

“I am I am.” Jaina said back and whacked the man again.

“Then where did the blood come from? It isn’t yours?” You asked as you pushed yourself to your feet.

“No no I am fine.” Jaina said and continued. “I woke up when the man crashed on the window and in moments he was stumbling out of the room.”

“Then who was it?” You asked.

“Someone from outside?” Jaina said and whacked the assailant again straight into his head knocking him out.

“What is going on?” Normand Garside asked, carrying his warhammer as he made his way down the stairs.

“Take care of this man.” You said to him and went to take a sword from the weapon rack. “I will go outside and see what is going out there.”

Walking to the weapon rack and drawing a sword, you step outside the farmstead. The very early morning of Alterac greeted you with the sun still staying behind the hills, but the rays had already made the sky a bit bright.

Walking around the farmstead with the sword in your hand, you took careful steps and reached the side of the house with the window to your room. There was a man on his back holding his stomach. Quickly you recognized the man, it was Sir Radan the bandit serving his crimes away in hard labour. Radan noticed you when you approached him.

“Prince Alric, are you alright?” He asked you with a grimace.

“I am and so is everyone inside the house.” You said back and dropped the sword. “Sir Radan, how are you feeling?”

“The man stabbed me as I tried to stop him.” He said.

“What happened?” You asked and went down on your knee and put your hands on his wound.

“I woke up early and...I went to take a piss.” Sir Radan said between taking a breath. “And I saw the man and...I thought I recognized him…from the time in Syndicate...So I followed him.”

“And then?” You asked him.

“I went after him...I thought I had seen him when I worked for Syndicate… so I stopped him… and he stabbed me, but I pushed him and slowed him down and made the window crash open.” Sir Radan said to you. “Then…he stabbed me...and I tried to grab him before he stepped through the window.”

“Alright alright Radan, you have to stay still. Help is coming.” You said to him pressed his wound.

You shouted for the guards as loud as you could and in a moment one of them did appear. You immediately send him to call the alarm and get Raleight the True and someone with skills in medicine here. A few moments later a few more guards appeared and with them came Raleigh. Only then you could stop pressing at the wound Radan had suffered.

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>>5065724


You sat on a chair inside the farmstead with the sword you had picked up leaning on the table.. The man who had attacked you had been wrapped tightly with a rope and dragged away by the guards into the jail and chained tightly into one of the pillars there by your orders. You were frustrated, frankly you were angry that someone had the audacity to attack your home, frankly you were furious that Jaina had to be part of the attack.

Thankfully Jaina was alright, she hadn’t been hurt in the attack at all, but it was clear that the attack had shocked her. As you were outside, she had changed into her more casual clothing, but she still held her staff close to her.

“What the hell was that Alric? Who was the man? Why did he attack us?” Jaina asked you.

The orange bandana was a giveaway. With what Sir Radan had said, it was so clear that the man was a member of the Syndicate. You didn’t know how much to tell to Jaina, but you felt that you could trust her. You felt that Jaina should know what had happened.


>Tell her about the Syndicate, about your big brother. Tell her about the activities you know are behind off.
>Tell her about the Syndicate, but don’t tell all the details or about your brother.
>Avoid the truth, but spin a story of people not wanting you to succeed. Jaina being here was just a coincidence.
>Other, write in.

QM: The first roll of 11 was for Sir Radan. He succeeded in slowing the man down.

>>5065727

Good man Radan. We should see about appropriate reward, seeing as he's doing his best as upright citizen.

>Tell her about the Syndicate.

I've a bit of mixed feelings about telling her every detail, because whatever we share with her will burden her, possibly putting her into position where she had to lie for our benefit.
On the other hand, there's scarcely a more trustworthy person around that's not already in our court.

>Tell Jaina that Syndicate is criminal organisation tied with Alterac and we're conteding with it. We trust her to tell her more, but doing so might put her in danger.

If she does want to hear more though, tell her.

>>5065727
Supporting >>5065758

>>5065727
>>5065758
Support.

We should free Sir Radan and his men and make them citizens of alterac if they want, at least Sir Radan did enough to prove that he wants to change and redeem himself.

>>5065758
Support.

>>5065819
Unless ...... it was all a Syndicate ploy to get one of their former associates closer to us. Why send only one person? You only send one person to deliver a message.....

>>5065852
I mean, if go that way Kris Legace fits more that view than sir Radan, He killed sindicate aligned bandits and tried to escape before we captured him while Kris switched sides a bit too fast for my liking.

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>>5065917
No one is above suspicion.

>>5065727
>>Tell her about the Syndicate, but don’t tell all the details or about your brother.

>>5065973
Oh some security considerations will have to be made. Some guards and hounds for starters. I wonder what the intruder was after, though. Assassination? Kidnapping? Or just intel gathering?

And I guess we also owe Jaina our life. We’re gonna need to get swoler so we’re not at such risk of getting overpowered by a mook.

“There is an organization called Syndicate that attempts to gain control of Alterac.” You said to Jaina. “We have already clashed a few times with people associated with them, but this is the first time they have openly raised a weapon against me.”

“So Alric, you were the target?”

“Yes, I did not think that they would attempt to take my life though.”

“Then who are these people then? This Syndicate, I haven’t heard of them before?”

“I haven’t really spread the word about them or talked about them outside of my closest circle. Both them and I benefit from the word not spreading.”

“Alric, I can see that you aren’t telling me everything.”

“For a reason. I do not want you to share the burden of knowing it all.”

“Tell me what you know of this Syndicate. The man threatened me as well as you.” Jaina demanded.

You really didn’t want her to know about the details, but she demanded to know the details.

“Syndicate is controlled by my big brother Aliden Perenolde. I do not know much, but what I do know is that he and a group of Alteraci nobles control a sizable force inside and outside of Alterac.” You said to her.

“By the Light. Your own brother tried to kill you.” Jaina said and gasped.

“Now we do not know if my brother ordered this and I don’t want you to spread anything you hear now further. Not to people you trust, not to your family or even Lord Antonidas. Do you understand that?” You said back to her. “If others learn this, they might act in a way that will put me and my people into jeopardy.”

“You can trust me Alric, I won’t tell anything about this to anyone.” Jaina said to you and smiled. “But I don’t know what to say, your own brother leads such an organization and acts against you. It is so hard to believe it.”

“Thank you Jaina. And yes, it is quite hard to believe. Hearing news that your brother was still alive, but that he was leading an organization like this wasn’t really fun to hear.”

“I am sorry to hear that Alric.”

“Thank you again, I wouldn’t have wanted this to be the way for you to learn about the existence of the Syndicate.” You said to her. “And thank you for saving me. I do not know if I could have pushed the man off without your help.”

“Alric, no need to thank me. Hitting the man was the simplest thing to do.” Jaina said and smiled.

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>>5066574

You had ordered increased guards to the jail and to the farmstead. Maura had made a quick breakfast for you and Jaina and you had changed into your normal clothing. The attack earlier was still really vivid in your mind and you couldn’t concentrate on the things at hand.

Hearing that the man who had attacked you had woken up, you had a chance to go and interrogate the man either personally or allowing someone else to do it. But at the same time you felt that you didn’t want to deal with the man at all and you required something else to occupy your mind. Jaina had asked to see Dawnholme so maybe you could offer a tour for her.


>Interrogate the Syndicate agent yourself, you want to know everything.
>The Syndicate agent can stay in the jail to soften him up. Let your men handle him and watch how they do it.
>Jaina had asked for a tour and it would be a perfect way for you to get your mind away from events that happened earlier.
>Other, write in.

>>5066576
>>Interrogate the Syndicate agent yourself, you want to know everything.

Ask if they were involved in any of the other mysterious deaths recently, such as the Baron and Nogelman.

>>5066576

This. >>5066603


>>5066603

>>5066603
Support

>>5066603
Support good idea

>>5066430
The royal line of alterac is kind of small in this moment, so I am not sure if outright killing is what they would do. Intel gathering does seem like a good idea, kidnapping a bit more difficult even if not impossible. Since, well we don t have time to spend money for more refine noble things (like something bigger than a farmstead). We didn't spend much even for our equipment, Alterac and the army always come first in our mind and for good reason. Some more guards and even dogs are definetly a good start, for security. Ws should expand the building when we can, or build something new for our center of government.

>>5065819
He definetly deserve it after putting his life on the line. Thought i wonder if he could be ever accepted again as a knight.

You wanted to learn as much as possible from the captured man from Syndicate. Whose orders it was that he acted, what was he attempting to accomplish, who exactly does he work for, how many of them are there and so on. Having captured a Syndicate agent was a big boon that you knew would be useful in the long run.

The prisoner had been chained into a wooden pole in one of the few cells of the jail. The guards there had kept their hands off him and he had woken up some time ago. A cloth gag had been put into his mouth to keep him quiet for a moment. When you arrived at the jail with Jaina, you heard from the guards that the prisoner hadn’t been moving or doing anything at all. He was remarkably calm.

You asked the guards to allow you into the cell and after they had opened the door, you stepped in and ordered one of the guards to remove the cloth gag. When the guard removed the gag, you noticed that Jaina had followed you into the cell.

“Can you please leave us?” You asked the guard who nodded and as he was leaving you continued. “What is said in this cell stays in this cell, so please stay away and do not bother us.”

“Understood Prince Alric.” The guard responded and left the cell, closing the door behind him.

You waited for a moment for the guard to have a chance to walk away and when you couldn’t hear his footsteps you turned towards the prisoner.

“Now we can speak without anyone else having to hear what we are saying.” You said to him.


>Attempt to just talk to him, no threatening or trying to force him to speak. Be polite.
>Tell him how the situation is and what awaits him. The way he dies from the death penalty that awaits him depends completely on him.
>You want the information now. Be tough and see if you can get anything out of him.
>Allow Jaina to ask questions too if she has something to say. You don’t know if it works though.
>Other, write in.

QM: Shorter update after a day of being too tired to write. Sorry about that, but we should be back on track again.

>>5068277
>Do you have a family? What made you forfeit your life so easily?

>>5068277
>>You want the information now. Be tough and see if you can get anything out of him.

I mean there’s not much point in threatening him, his death is virtually guaranteed at this point… even if we set him free, probably. Not like we were going to, given his offenses.

>>5068340
Keep in mind young Jaina with us, and it’s still the starry eyed one, not the grizzled Archmage she’ll be forged into.

>>5068277
>Attempt to just talk to him, no threatening or trying to force him to speak. Be polite.

As said by another anon, don't forget that young Jaina is here. Brute force is not an option yet, maybe once she leaves

>>5068277
>Attempt to just talk to him, no threatening or trying to force him to speak. Be polite.

>>5068277
>>Attempt to just talk to him, no threatening or trying to force him to speak. Be polite.

The prisoner avoided looking at you.

“The thing is that I will want information from you, so I am going to ask you some questions. Let’s start with the simple one. What is your name?” You asked the prisoner with a calm voice.

The prisoner looked up at you before turning his gaze away.

“Alright, under whose orders were you?”

The prisoner continued counting the bricks in the wall.

“Then what about your goal, your plan was to kill me wasn’t it?”

Again the prisoner looked away as you calmly asked the questions.

“You really aren’t planning on talking?” You asked him.

“No.” The prisoner finally spoke.

“Why not?” You asked and pushed your luck. It was a small change that the prisoner would answer.

“Because you already know what you need to know.” He said and looked at you. “What I say won’t change anything so I won’t say anything. Now leave me be and let me wait for my death in peace.”

The prisoner lowered his head back down. It felt and seemed to you that he wouldn’t be saying anything, but only waiting for his fate that was death. Talking to him was a waste of time and what he did say to you was a confirmation of one sort. Even if he had revealed new information, in the end it would be your brother who would be in charge.

…

You had left the jail and gave the order to double the guards of the jail just in case of anything happening. Having returned back to the farmstead, you had just sat down on one of the benches.

“You are frustrated that you can’t really do anything.” Jaina said to you.

She was correct in that.

“Yeah, the prisoner won’t speak and I don’t have the tools to really react to this.” You said back to her. “I will have my knights guarding me closer and I will order the City Guard to maintain a better watch. Outside of that I lack the skills or people to use.”

“Sorry Alric, I can’t really help you with this.” Jaina said to you.

“No no, it should be me who apologizes. I afterall dragged you into this mess and got an armed man coming through the window.” You said back. “That really frustrates me.”

“Alric, don’t worry about it. We are friends and friends support each other.” Jaina said and smiled.

“Thanks Jaina.”

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>>5069543

You spend a good portion of the day giving orders to your men and going through the situation. Sir Radan hadn't suffered too bad of a wound and should recover fully, but it would take a week or two. Basically when you return from Stormwind, he should be healed up. You also told your officers about the decision to go to Stormwind with Jaina. It was a somewhat late announcement to them, but your officers did understand it.

“My Prince, what about your security?” Asked Lieutenant Beckston.

“I will have Sir Gravis and his knights with me. In addition I will be surrounded by the soldiers of Lordaeron so I should be safe.” You said back to him.

“May I suggest that instead of Sir Gravis, me and maybe ten of my men would join you instead?” Beckston said back to you.

“Why should I take you instead of Sir Gravis?” You asked back.

“Well I am Kul Tiran so it could be more acceptable for me and my men to accompany you and Lady Proudmoore.” Beckston argued.

“That isn’t that bad an idea and I would have more of my countrymen with me.” Jaina said to you.

“Then what do we do with the Syndicate prisoner? He is going to get hanged for his attack on you Prince Alric, but when should we do it then?” Asked Lieutenant Cromwell.

“He can be hanged whenever we want it to happen.” Captain Garside answered.


Guards to Stormwind:
>Sir Gravis and his knights
>Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his men

When the hanging happens:
>Immediately when it is possible to be done.
>It can be done when I am away in Stormwind.
>The hanging can wait, the man might change his mind while rotting in the jail.
>Other, write in.

QM: Two votes, please vote for both.

>>5069550
>Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his men


>The hanging can wait, the man might change his mind while rotting in the jail.

>>5069550
>Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his men
>It can be done when I am away in Stormwind.

>>5069550
>>Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his men
>>5069550
>>The hanging can wait, the man might change his mind while rotting in the jail.

He seems a professional, in comparison
to what we have face so far of the syndicate. For him staying there might not matter much. Hopefully we are able to return in time home. A confrontation could soon arrive be with our brother, the orcs or the ogres. It s strange that the Perenolde are fighting eachother, one would wonder why this is happening to their family now, when unity would ensure a better success in reclaiming their kingdom. Banditry while giving profit, risks to mark them further as black guards much like their father. Maybe our father and Normand didn't want us to be influenced by our siblings, so they decidedto cut us away from them ? Do we even know our brother ?

>>5069550
>Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his men
>It can be done when I am away in Stormwind.

>>5069550
>take Beckston
He gave good reason, and it will be extra good with Jaina as she is the one who is the one who invited us.
>leave him in jail for now
This carries some risk but although he is unlikely to start talking on his own, it might be possible Syndicate will send someone to kill him, or break him out.

There is also option of having Kris break him out to help her infiltrate syndicate but honestly I’d rather not risk her that way. She’s more useful as trader and low profile informant and such attempts could easily get her killed. Not to mention we don’t currently have forces to properly respond to any intel we might gain, between absence of heavy weapons, magic or tech gimmicks and with the royal decree up our ass on top of that.

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“He can wait. I do worry about his security so keep the jail guarded and the door locked tightly. Also I will take Lieutenant Beckston and a group of his men with me. What he said sounds quite good.” You said to your officers.

“That is then settled. We will keep the prisoner guarded and keep everything up and running while you are away.” Captain Garside said.

“Very good, if you don’t have anything else to say or questions, then this meeting is over.” You said to them.

No one said anything, but Rover looked like he wanted to say something. In the end all of them left the farmstead.

…

You spend the rest of the day finishing some of the work and signing a few papers for Captain Garside. He would need some documents to prove that he has the legal power over Dawnholme and your holdings while you were away just in case.

Having finished the paperwork you turned towards packing whatever you would need in Stormwind. All the luggage would go into your travel chest and you would have few escorts with you for the travel to Southshore where the ships should be waiting. Everything heavy would be transported on one of the horse carts along with the stuff Lieutenant Beckston might bring with him. You didn’t think that you would need that much stuff with you, but you did pack some extra clothes. If you needed anything, you could probably acquire it in Stormwind.

…

Late in the evening you and Jaina were sitting around the large table in the farmstead. Maura had baked some pastries that you were now eating. You had been chit chatting with Jaina about Stormwind and what Jaina remembered from the city when she visited it when she was really young.

“Tell me about your family?” Jaina asked you suddenly.

“Why do you want to learn about it? I already dragged you into trouble once so I don’t know if knowing more about my family is beneficial to you?” You said back to her.

“Mostly curious and it would help me to understand all of this better.”


>Tell her about your big brother and big sister. What you remember of them before the Second War and what details you had learned since then during your exile.
>Ask about her family instead, you really don’t know much about Proudmoores.
>Decline on telling her more, you don’t want Jaina to be even more involved with all this.
>Other, write in.

>>5070426
>Tell her

I guess this will segue into trying to figure out the conspiracy so asking her about her family will have to wait

>>5070426
>Other, write in.
I'll tell you something of mine if you tell me something about yours.

>>5070426
>Tell her about your big brother and big sister. What you remember of them before the Second War and what details you had learned since then during your exile.

I know I'm interested. Think all we've heard about the sister is that she showed us some magic tricks. All I know about the brother is he's running a criminal organisation. Hopefully they have a bit more to unearth than that and we actually face an internal struggle when we confront them

>>5070426
>>Tell her about your big brother and big sister. What you remember of them before the Second War and what details you had learned since then during your exile.

>>5070426
>>Decline on telling her more, you don’t want Jaina to be even more involved with all this.

Telling her wins. Also give me a roll.


>1d10
>Best of three

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5071399

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>5071399

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5071399

>>5071403
nice

“Alright, I will tell you about them.” You said to her and watched as Jaina shifted on the chair and leaned forward a bit.

“My big brother Aliden was always slightly distant to me. He always followed and helped my father in the duties of running the kingdom so we didn’t really spend time together. And if we did, it was some official duty in which both of us were required to be there. He really took the duty of being the heir to Alterac seriously.” You said to Jaina.

“Such a shame that there wasn’t enough time to be with you, maybe things would be different if he had the time back then.” Jaina said to you.

“Could be, but we aren’t sadly living in that reality. I heard from Garside that after the Second War my father along with the rest of my family and nobles were put into house arrest as executing members of royalty wasn’t exactly the thing King Terenas wanted to do. I heard that after my father had allied himself with the orcs for the second time, my brother was extremely disappointed and fled the capital with nobles following right behind him before the Alliance forces came to subjugate whatever was left of Alterac and arrest my father. By all accounts he saw the alliance with the orcs as a mistake.”

“Have you heard anything recently about him?” Jaina asked.

“Not really no other than he was alive and leading the Syndicate. Sir Radan, the man who attempted to stop the attacker, had seen Aliden when he still worked for Syndicate. And from what I have learned, he avoids being seen or recognized.”

“Sir Radan? You employ a Syndicate member? How can you trust him?” Jaina was astonished.

“He and his men have been working hard labour in an attempt to make goods for the crimes they have done. He hasn’t done anything that would show anything other than asking for a second chance.” You told her.

“And he threw himself at the man without a weapon? If I were you, I would reward the man.” Jaina said and immediately continued. “Sorry if I stepped into your territory.”

“No problem, I have thought a bit about what to do with the man.” You said back and waved Jaina’s concerns away.

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>>5071775

“What about the rest of your family?” Jaina asked.

“I do have an older sister. Beve Perenolde. I have good memories of her. She spent time with me whenever she could between her studies. She was a mage.” You said to Jaina and a bunch of good memories came to your mind.

“A mage? I don’t remember hearing or reading about Perenoldes in Dalaran?” Jaina asked confused.

“Because she studied in Capital City with a private tutor. When she visited Alterac City, she would always bring presents to us and spend as much time with me and Aliden as she could. I still remember how she showed me literal magic tricks to amaze me.” You told Jaina.

“She sounds like a lovely person. Maybe I could one day meet her?” Jaina mused.

“Maybe, maybe. We haven’t heard anything about her since the fall of Alterac. Garside had heard that she had returned to Alterac out of loyalty towards my father, but since then nothing.” You said.

“It really is unfortunate that you can’t talk with your siblings and your big brother is against you. I can’t really imagine what it is like.” Jaina said to you.

“Thanks Jaina. But yeah, that is my family. Three siblings of which two have the same goal, but are on opposing sides.”

“I can only wish that you and your siblings can make up and solve the differences between yourselves.” Jaina said to you.

“Yeah...For I predict that one day we are going to spill blood between Alteracis.”

…

You and Jaina soon after finished talking and went to sleep. Next morning you woke up early and gave the instructions to Lieutenant Beckston and his men. It did not take long for your belongings to be moved to the horse cart and everything to be ready. You just had to wait for Jaina to be ready.

Meanwhile you said goodbye to Garsides and made sure Normand and Lieutenant Cromwell didn’t have any questions regarding what to do when you were gone. Frankly you were nervous about leaving them for a longer period of time, but you had to learn to really delegate and leave things for others.

As you waited for Jaina, you noticed Rover approaching you.

“Good morning Rover.” You said to him.

“My Prince.” He mumbled beneath his beard. “Sire, I ask you a lot, but can you deliver this letter to Stormwind?”

“A letter?” You asked and took the letter he handed to you.

“The address is written on it. Sire, can you deliver it?” Rover asked you.

“I can make sure it gets where it needs to get.” You said to him.

“Thank you my Prince.” Rover said and excused himself.

Only after Rover had left, you read the address written on the letter. It was to be delivered to Rover brothers in Stormwind.

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>>5071777

Jaina as customary was a bit late, but you had made sure that everything was ready for you to leave the moment Jaina was ready. When Jaina came out of the farmstead and apologized for being late, you waved her apologies off and in a moment you were riding towards Southshore. Following you and Jaina were Lieutenant Beckston and ten of his Kul Tiran Swashbucklers. A few guards came with you to return your horses and the cart back to Dawnholme after you had left. They would provide security for you for the duration of this trip.

The ride to Southshore went without issues and as you rode south, you told Jaina the stories of what you had been doing nearly a year ago. The fights against the gnolls and the business in Tarren Mill. With Jaina being unfamiliar with Hillsbrad, she listened to you carefully.

Reaching Southshore in late afternoon, the town guards quickly let you through the gate without any extra checks. Riding through Southshore, you and your entourage gained a fair share of curious onlookers, but no one came to stop you or waste your time as you made your way to the docks. It was a bit of a shame to be in Southshore and not having time to visit Beric.

The docks were just as busy as always and you saw why. A number of ships were in progress of being loaded or unloaded of cargo. In the midst of these ships you saw a warship, a battleship of the fleet that protected Lordaeron. It’s mighty brow was armoured with steel and numerous cannons poked out of its sides.

“That is our ship.” Jaina said to you as you rode towards the ship.

There were a number of soldiers outside the battleship giving orders to the longshoremen carrying goods into the ship.

Riding closer to it, you allowed Jaina to take the lead. She rode ahead of you and dismounted next to an important looking footman. You followed close behind her on your horse.

“Lady Proudmoore, it is good to see you.” Said the footman. “I am Lieutenant Falric and I will be escorting and guiding you during this trip.”

“No need for that Lieutenant Falric, I already have someone with me.” Jaina said and pointed to you.

Lieutenant Falric was dumbstruck for a second before he recognized you. At the same moment you recognized him, he was the footman accompanying Prince Arthas when you met him and Lord Uther for the first time. He called you a traitor back then.

“You, what are you doing here?” He asked in an accusatory manner.


>You are here to accompany and escort Lady Jaina Proudmoore to Stormwind.
>I was invited to Stormwind, you are just taking the same ship.
>It is none of his business and he should watch how he talks to a prince.
>Other, write in.

>>5071780
>You are here to accompany and escort Lady Jaina Proudmoore to Stormwind.

What a flog. Tempted to go for the petty route and call him out but not a good look if we do. If anything, we can tell one of our footmen to give him a talking to.
Unfortunately he and Arthas are coming from a reasonable position, and I hope we can convince them in future to be bros

>>5071780
>>You are here to accompany and escort Lady Jaina Proudmoore to Stormwind.

As fellow Anon says, best we can do is let our behaviour speak for our intent.

Besides we're already accustomed for taking flak for our history. It's just a reminder of the task ahead.

>>5071780
>You are here to accompany and escort Lady Jaina Proudmoore to Stormwind.

>>5071780
>You are here to accompany and escort Lady Jaina Proudmoore to Stormwind.

>>5071780
>>I was invited to Stormwind, you are just taking the same ship.

You rode closer to him and stayed on horseback.

"I am here to accompany and escort Lady Proudmoore to Stormwind." You said to Falric.

"We weren't told that you would be coming." He said to you and was forced to look up to you. You could see that he was a bit nervous. As much as he seems to dislike you, he understands who you are.

"That is true." You said back to him and continued. "But Lady Jaina did inform you that she might have someone accompany her. Isn't that right Lady Jaina?"

"I did send a letter describing just that." Jaina said back and was holding her smile.

You dismounted your horse next to Lieutenant Falric and handed the reins to one of your men.

"Then we don’t have a problem, do we?"

"No Sire, I will inform the Captain of the ship and tell the crew to prepare your cabin." Falric said and excused himself.

Him having left, Jaina turned towards you and chuckled.

"Did you see how nervous and how red he turned?" She said while trying to stifle her laugh. "I don't know what is between you and him, but I must admit that was fun to see."

"It is just tiresome how people act." You groaned slightly. "Alright Jaina, let's get our stuff aboard.

…

Having unloaded everything and having said goodbye to your horse Epona, you walked over the gangplank and boarded the ship. Having never been on a ship, this was a new experience for you.

On deck there were several people waiting for you. Prince Arthas stood next to a smaller man that you immediately recognised as the Captain.

"Welcome aboard Lady Proudmoore and Prince Perenolde. I am the Captain of the battleship Iron Duke and I will make sure that the trip to Stormwind will happen without any issues."

"Thank you Captain." Jaina said to him before turning towards Arthas. "It is so good to see you Arthas."

"You too Jaina." Arthas said and smiled before turning towards you. "Prince Alric."

"Prince Arthas." You greeted back.

"Now that greetings have been done, let me guide you to your cabin's." The Captain said and smiled.

…

The battleship was huge and you got a nicely sizable room with a tiny window to the outside. The ship's crew had carried your armour and travel chest there and you were ready to head back on to the deck.

Leaving the cabin and you found Prince Arthas standing in the hallway. When he noticed you, he turned to face you and took a few steps. There was no one else in the hallway.

"What is your thing with Jaina, why are you here?" He asked you.


>Tell him that you were just invited by Jaina, this is a great chance to talk with other kings and lords of the Alliance.
>You were invited by your friend Jaina and that is that.
>Ask Arthas why he is so interested in why you are here or what you do with Jaina?
>Other, write in.

>>5072880
>You were invited by your friend Jaina and that is that.
He might try and sabotage or plot against us if we tell him we plan to meet nobles. If we happen to meet nobles and chitchat while there, well then that is just us socializing. Totally separate from why we are there.

>>5072880
>Jaina invited us as a friend, and we were glad to accept, both for the company and for the opportunity to meet the notables.
A rare opportunity to compound business with leisure.
Also, is it too early to congratulate him on his imminent induction?

Let’s be earnest, but not obsequious. We can’t make him like us but hopefully if we persevere he will eventually come around.

Although if he’s crushing/hitting on Jaina we’re probably stuck with rivalry.

>>5072901
I don’t think not telling him we’re out to schmooze around means he won’t figure it out on his own. If anything, signaling him that we don’t trust him with our intentions will only motivate him more to sabotage us.

>>5072915
We should try to sound casual then and were just doing whatever that meets our nobility fancy.

>>5072880
>Jaina invited us as a friend, and we were glad to accept, both for the company and for the opportunity to meet the notables.

Key thing here is to make it clear we're not looking to waifu Jaina. We cannot become bros if jealously is the prime emotion he feels when dealing with us.

Best approach is to be straight up that we wanted to spend time with a friend and get some politics done

>>5072880
>Jaina invited us as a friend, and we were glad to accept, both for the company and for the opportunity to meet the notables.

I would suggest not to attempt to become his friend. It s a very bad idea at the moment and likely even in the near future, because he still wants us dead. The last thing we need is a dagger in the dark, or outright a sword.
Instead let our actions/interactions speak on their own about us, right now (even before) he is just looking for an oppurtunity to strike us. And that s beyond adding Jaina to the mix, that s just a plus for him.
Alric unfortunately is going to be likely insulted more than once, and he will need to just get hit. It will be kind of bad for his noble pride, at least when we return home he can get back to killing and commanding. Speaking of we should have a decent increase of wealth and a small of supplies, not great but is better.

>>5072880
>>Tell him that you were just invited by Jaina, this is a great chance to talk with other kings and lords of the Alliance.

You raised your right hand chest high a bit instinctively as a sign of not wanting any trouble. You could easily see that Arthas wanted a confrontation to be used against you from the tone of his voice.

"Jaina invited me as a friend, and I was glad to accept it. Both for the company and for the opportunity to meet other notables." You said to him. "This is a good opportunity to not be missed."

"Is that so...well if you say so, I have nothing to add then." Arthas said and took a step back and started to leave.

"I didn't yet have the chance to congratulate you." You said to him. "Congratulations on your induction to the Silver Hand."

Arthas paused for a second and turned back towards you.

"Thank you." He said with a nod. "And don't try to do anything funny in Stormwind."

Before you could answer him, Arthas had already walked away.

…

Lieutenant Beckston and his men had found their spot below deck and after having exchanged a few words with him, it was quite clear how happy he and the others were to be on a ship again after a long time. According to the Captain, you would be leaving soon and be joined by a battleship Orion and a pair of frigates that carried King Terenas and his entourage. All in all it would take about a week to arrive into Stormwind if the weather allows it.

When the ship left the harbor of Southshore, you stood on the deck watching as the port city grew smaller. Further you went from the shoreline, the distant objects slowly disappeared into the ocean haze.

It did not take long for Orion and her two escorting frigates to be spotted. Joining gracefully with the other battleship, the fleet turned towards the deeper seas.

…

You had been warned that people who are first time on a ship might feel a bit nauseous and take time to develop sea legs to get used to the swaying up-down motion the ships do.

You thought that you would endure this and avoid the worst.

You really thought.

The truth was that the moment the wind picked up and the swaying motion started, you immediately started to feel nauseous. The first day at sea was just awful. You felt dizzy, your head hurt like you had a bad hangover and you had no appetite. Being forced to stay in your cabin laying on your back and watching the ceiling with a bucket next to you was the reality you were living.

The second day at sea was a bit better and you even ate a bit without fearing that you would empty your stomach.

During these two days you were visited regularly by the ship doctor and by both Lieutenant Beckston and Jaina. Both of them being Kul Tirans, they had their own advices of how to fight against the seasickness, but really after trying some of them, you still felt the same.

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>>5073754

The weather had calmed down on the third day and you found enough strength to walk to the deck. The slight ocean breeze felt refreshing and with the ship not swaying that much, you for the first time felt slightly better.

"Alric! You are up!" Jaina shouted to you eagerly.

"Yeah barely." You said to her. "I haven’t felt sick like this in ages."

"It is good to see that you are feeling better. I started to worry that you would spend the whole trip down in the cabin hugging a bucket." Jaina said with a smile.

"Thankfully I didn't have to befriend the bucket like that." You said and chuckled faintly.

"And Alric." Jaina said.

"Yeah?"

"You look dreadful, come let's go get something to eat."

Two days of seasickness had made you look dreadful and tired so the idea of eating something small and light seemed like a good idea.

…

The ship's cook quickly got you a small bowl with some bread, crackers, a few apple slices and a cup of water. Jaina then guided you towards the Captain's quarters were dinner was eaten everyday.

"So our seasick Prince is up." Arthas said. He was at the table reading a book. "Are you sure you shouldn't be resting in your cabin?"

"Alric is feeling better. He just needs something to eat." Jaina said and sat down at the table and motioned for you to sit down next to her.

"Two days of sickness is not fun." You said and sat down.

"I can see that. Frankly you look like shit." Arthas said to you as you took the first bite of the bread.

"Arthas." Jaina said with disappointment in her voice.


>No it's true, you haven't shaved or combed your hair. Your clothes were also wrinkled for not having changed them.
>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.
>You have no energy for this. Ask him what's his problem.
>Other, write in.

>>5073757
Shrug it off
>Sounds about right. Feel the part, too. I can scarcely believe how I took solid ground for granted. You look unfazed though, accustomed to sailing, or Light’s blessing?

>>5073757
>>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.

Try to clean ourselves up when we can, we want to look presentable when we reach Stormwind.

>>5073757
>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.
Don't care, we just wana talk with Jania and eat some food because both make us feel better.

>>5073757
Supporting >>5073832
Arthas has been pretty cold to Alric this trio, and sadly that's an improvement to hostility from their first venture. He might warm up a bit over time, which we certainly want considering he's the heir to the ruler of Lorderon so let's play nice for now.

>>5073757
>>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.

>>5073757
>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.

We should corner Arthas during this trip and chat one on one, for better or worse make things clear between us

>>5073757
>Deflect and continue small talk with Jaina and Arthas.

I'm not sure we're ever going to get Arthas on side. As long as we maintain his neutrality and get a chance to plead our case with Terenas it's worth it.
Feel bad for Alric, but his duty never ends.

You finished chewing the piece of bread and took a sip of the water. You purposely took a bit long before you disregarded what Arthas had said.

"What do people usually do aboard a ship? Other than being seasick?" You asked them. Both Jaina and Arthas must have realized that you wouldn’t make a note of being called looking like shit.

"Well some like to read books or spend time just generally socialising with other passengers." Jaina mentioned to you.

"What have you done while I was sick and stuck in the cabin?" You asked back.

"I enjoyed the weather and being on a ship. It had been a long time since I was on a ship like this, so I have to take advantage of it." Jaina said and smiled.

"What about you Prince Arthas?" You then asked him.

Arthas gave you the look of being surprised that he was asked a question by you.

"As Jaina said, some people read a book and I have done just that. Of course the marines aboard this ship do their daily drills so I joined one yesterday." Arthas said.

"I did see that." Jaina said quickly.

"How was it? I mean Jaina has her staff and you are going to pick up the paladin's warhammer. How different was it to that?" You asked Arthas.

"You are correct that it was different. We trained with cutlasses first and then with wooden staffs substituting boarding pikes." He said to you and Jaina. "Actually when we sparred with the staff, I beat one of your men. Lieutenant Beckston I think was his name."

"Interesting, it seems that your sparring went well." You said back not wanting to dig any further. You have to ask the man himself how it went.

"I had good teachers." Arthas said and gave you a smile.

That was one of the many differences between you and him. Your teacher was Normand Garside, while he had multiple who most likely were experts.

You finished eating the apple slices as he spoke.

"Jaina, do you think the sparring went well? You after all were watching it?" Arthas asked her.

"Oh I am not a great fighter, I can’t really say." Jaina answered and brushed the question away. "But if I have to say, it did go well, you won after all."

Arthas seemed to be beaming with self-confidence having heard that.

You finished eating the bread and only a pair of crackers remained.

"I think I will go to the deck after finishing these." You said to them. "Watching the horizon is said to be helpful."

"That sounds like a plan, I will escort you there, but then I go back to my own studies." Jaina said and it did seem like Arthas wanted to protest it, but in the end didn't.

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>>5075048

A few moments later you had returned the bowl and with Jaina walking in front of you, you reached the deck. The fresh ocean breeze hit you again.

"Thank you for guiding me to the food." You said with a laugh to Jaina.

"I presume you would have found it either way, you looked hungry!" Jaina said and laughed.

"And I am still a bit hungry. I will have to get more food later after seeing if my stomach can handle it."

"That is probably for the smartest. You do that, I will go back to studying. Get well soon Alric."

"Thanks Jaina."

…

Rest of the day went without issues. You spend some time on the deck watching the horizon and enjoying the pleasant weather before returning to your cabin to rest. With the help of a mirror you cleaned yourself. Shaved the stubble, brushed your hair and got a clean set of clothing ready for the next day.

…

The weather continued to be really pleasant on the fourth day of the trip. You felt quite normal after having eaten better last night and after doing some stretching, you didn’t feel weak or out of breath.

Seeing this you went back to the deck after eating breakfast. Today you could do something instead of just resting.

"Good morning Prince Alric." Lieutenant Beckston said to you after seeing you. "You are looking quite good today."

"Thank you Beckston. I heard you sparred with Prince Arthas." You said to him. "I heard you were beaten."

"Well Sire, there is getting beaten and getting beaten." He said with a crooked smile.

Immediately you realized what he really meant.

"You lost on purpose? Why did you do that?"

"Yes Sire. I realized how it would have looked if I had whooped his ass." Beckston laughed.

"Which you would have done."

"Which I would have done. He has very good footwork and is tremendous with a blade, but with a staff or pike, he is a pure beginner."

Lieutenant Beckston had done a smart thing. Someone necessarily not Alteraci, but in your service beating Prince Arthas even if it was just a sparring session wouldn’t have looked good.

"You wouldn't lose to me on purpose?" You asked him.

"No Sire, that I wouldn’t imagine doing." He answered again with a laugh.


>Watch and join the sparring session with the marines, see how your ankle is doing after the injury.
>Go loan a book from the Captain's quarters as you didn’t bring one with you. See if you can find an interesting title.
>Go bother Jaina, go see what she is doing.
>Other, write in.

>>5075051
>>Watch and join the sparring session with the marines, see how your ankle is doing after the injury.

>>5075051
>Watch and join the sparring session with the marines, see how your ankle is doing after the injury.
>Write In
After the sparring session talk with Beckston and ask him what he thinks so far of the travel, and the people with us. We would also like to know, if he and his men are happy to serve under us and live in our lands. If he has any questions or ideas, we wouldn't mind answering them (and consider those ideas). Let s see what he has to say, it s important to talk with our officers and he might give us good advice. Or just be honored to talk with his lord freely.

>>5075058
>>5075134
Support.

>>5075051
>Watch and join the sparring session with the marines, see how your ankle is doing after the injury.

>>5075051
>>Watch and join the sparring session with the marines, see how your ankle is doing after the injury

Even though I'm somewhat interested in seeing the captain, reading will probably not help with motion sickness any.

Sparring wins. Give me a roll.


>1d6
>Best three of four

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>5075649

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>5075649

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>5075649

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>5075649
Getting rekt today it seems

>10
>Success

You leaned to a railing and watched as the marines gathered on the deck. Several sailors also joined them and picked the wooden training swords and weapons. Their instructor ordered them around and soon the sailors and marines were facing each other and sparring with their wooden weapons.

You watched them go through their drills, how they fought with their training weapons and who was winning what sparring fight. How they handled their blades or how their footwork went was really interesting and you found yourself to be completely concentrated in it. How the marines moved and fought were so different compared to what you had learned.

So of course you wanted to be part of it.

Walking to their instructor you asked him if you could join the next drill. The instructor at first was hesitant as he had learned that you had been seasick for the past few days, but you managed to get him to allow you to join them.

When it was time to join the next drill, you threw your jacket away and picked one of the wooden cutlasses they were using. You got a few curious looks from the marines and sailors as you joined them, but as everything continued as planned, they quickly accepted your presence.

At first you went through a few basic sword drills before transitioning into a counter drill. You had to attack your opponent and they had to counter the strike as they had been taught.

Quickly though your reliance on the Alteraci Footman Drill started the show as you pulled out counters and ripostes the marines hadn’t faced. One by one as your sparring partners changed, you countered their strikes in unexpected ways and found time after time that your ripostes found their mark. Soon this caught the eye of the instructor.

In a moment the instructor was sending the marines one by one at you with a goal of gaining a slight tap on your body, while you defended, ducked and weaved, before finding that golden parry that would allow you to strike back.

One by one you danced through the deck of the ship, blocking and getting those hits in. One by one the marines and sailors that were participating in the drill were beaten, some of them even twice.

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>>5076225

As you fought your way through the marines, you felt alive and fell. The seasickness of the past few days felt like a thing of the past and your ankle that was injured during the fighting with the orcs felt completely normal. You felt fine, you felt healthy.

The instructor ended the drill and thanked you for participating in it. He would have a lot to teach them after the beating they took from you.

Frankly the only reason you beat the marines in the sparring was that you were using wooden training weapons. You aren’t supposed to go all out and hit your opponent with full strength nor were you wearing your armour. This wasn’t as serious as it could have been.

Having returned your training weapon, you stood on the deck of the battleship and you were quite tired. The exhaustion felt really good after several days of inactivity and really since the battle with the orcs you hadn’t done anything physical. You cursed in your mind that your fresh set of clothing was now sweaty as you swiped excess sweat off your brow and tried to get your hair to stay away from your face.

“That was a fine showing Prince Alric.” Said Lieutenant Beckston to you. He had been watching the sparring session from afar. He handed you his waterskin from which you drank a lot.

“Thank you Beckston.” You said back to him and handed the waterskin back and picked up your jacket. “How do you think the sparring went?”

“Sire, you looked as nimble as before. If I were to say, your ankle has healed properly.”

“I think so too, it felt good to do some sparring, to have some action.”

“That is very good to hear Sire.”

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>>5076226

You and Beckston continued to chit chat for a moment before you headed back to your cabin. The sparring had been taxing and you did need a rest as much as you felt normal. You knew that the rest of the day would go with stretching and gaining back the energy you had just spent.

With the fifth day the swift winds and mighty waves appeared again and you felt slightly seasick again. The rolling motion was as bad as a few days ago, but you soldiered on and spent that day mostly resting and eating. You did spend some day on the deck and watched as the waves threw water across the bow and deck. It was oddly soothing to watch the battleship plow through the waves.

On the sixth day the news was that you would be on schedule. You would arrive at Stormwind tomorrow as the swift winds of yesterday had helped you to gain what you had lost with the pleasant weather of the days before it.

Hearing this news you were frankly happy and couldn’t wait to get off the ship. While you had somewhat gotten used to being onboard a ship, it really wasn’t something you wanted to do that often. Immediately you did realize that you had a similar return trip ahead of you, but you deliberately put that away in your mind and opted to forget it.

It did mean that you had a day before the busy bustle of Stormwind would be upon you and what you did or met was restricted by the events of those days. You could prepare for the potential meeting with the lords and kings of the Alliance or you could just spend the day doing relaxing things.


>Mentally prepare for the meeting. Think and plan what you will say and how you will argue your position if needed. You have to be prepared for it as best as you can.
>Go talk with Jaina as you probably don’t have that much time to see her or talk to her in Stormwind.
>You haven’t really talked with Lieutenant Beckston that much, give him some time and hear what he has to say.
>Other, write in.

>>5076229
>>Mentally prepare for the meeting. Think and plan what you will say and how you will argue your position if needed. You have to be prepared for it as best as you can.

This is the reason we're going to Stormwind, we have to make the most of it.

>>5076229
>Mentally prepare for the meeting. Think and plan what you will say and how you will argue your position if needed. You have to be prepared for it as best as you can.

>>5076229
>Mentally prepare for the meeting. Think and plan what you will say and how you will argue your position if needed. You have to be prepared for it as best as you can.

>>5076229
>Mentally prepare for the meeting. Think and plan what you will say and how you will argue your position if needed. You have to be prepared for it as best as you can.

>>5076229
Preparing for the meeting is good, but we should also take some time to discuss the program with Jaina since she's the one who sponsors our presence here.

No update today, will update tomorrow.

You didn’t leave your cabin outside of having to go eat something and a short break in the middle of the day to catch some of the fresh ocean breeze.

You paced in your cabin and went through what you would be talking about and how to carry yourself. Small things like how to greet others and whom you greet. These were all small things you had to remember and then apply during the meetings.

One thing that did come to your mind was the lack of actually good clothing. You had your clean white shirts, brown breeches, leather jacket and the khaki chaperon. They were fine clothes when doing things outside or meeting people in less official situations or places, but in Stormwind you could either be mistaken as someone else or not being clothed for the situation. Maybe you could find some better clothes in Stormwind, but they most likely cost you and you don’t really have that much wealth with you.

…

Frankly, you were quite nervous when you woke up the next day. This was the day when you could have a chance to meet with the royalties or just present yourself to them. The first impression would be quite important, but you knew you would have some time in Stormwind to build your reputation and show the best things about you.

You met Jaina when you ate breakfast and asked her how things would happen when reaching Stormwind. She didn’t really know it either, but she presumed that you would disembark first and then wait for King Terenas and his entourage to disembark.

Not long after the breakfast you saw and heard the seagulls. A group of them came to greet the battleships and not long after you saw land for the first time since leaving Southshore. You could see fishing vessels and farms near the coastline. According to one of the sailors, it would take a few more hours till you were in Stormwind.


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>>5078692

The walls and towers of the rebuilt Stormwind were magnificent. You had been packing your stuff back into the travel chest and double checked that you had everything with you. Now standing on the deck, you leaned to the railing and watched as Stormwind got closer and closer.

As you stood on the deck, the sailors and marines on the ship were busy as they prepared to dock the large battleship into the harbour. You didn’t know much from sailing, but when you watched the men work, you could see that they were professional. Same time you also noticed how the battleship Orion stayed back and allowed you to dock first. Seems like Jaina was right.

Slowly, but steadily the large battleship wiggled its way and through the effort of dozens of men, the large ship was soon docked next to a pier and large ropes were fastened to keep it in place. A large gangplank bridge was quickly erected and you could get off.

“We should wait before we are given the order to disembark.” Said Jaina who had changed into her mage outfit. “Are you ready Alric?”

“I think I am.” You said back.

“Good, so stick close to me. I will handle the talking. Just greet whoever you meet and nothing else.” She said to you.

…

You had disembarked a moment ago and Jaina and Arthas stood in front of you with the ship's marines, Lieutenant Beckston and his men behind you. A small army of sailors and servants from Stormwind stood around you and waited as battleship Orion docked. Not long after you saw the first people disembarking from it.

Lord Uther walked first off the ship with his cohort of paladins with him. They walked towards your group and Uther greeted Arthas and Jaina loudly. He then saw you and his gaze immediately became serious. Shaking the hand of Arthas and bowing deeply to Jaina, he turned towards you and took several steps to get closer before he leaned down to be able to whisper.

“I see you are here.” He whispered to you. “Whatever you do, do not present yourself to King Varian. Not now, not yet.”

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>>5078697

Uther shook your hand and moved away from your group before stationing himself and his paladins opposite of you. Soon you saw why. From the battleship arrived King Terenas with his cadre of guards and servants. Same time from left of you a large man in a magnificent suit of blue armour walked forward with his servants. He was King Varian Wrynn and the descriptions you had read from the books couldn’t describe him accurately, for immediately you saw that the man was a born warrior and a leader.

As King Terenas stopped between your group and Uther’s paladins, you saw someone amongst his entourage. A woman with long blonde hair and a bluish gray dress stood there. You watched her for a moment and then she turned her face towards you, you saw her blue-green eyes. The moment your and her eyes locked, you knew you had seen the most beautiful woman in the world. And so two of you continued to stare at each other without blinking.

“King Terenas, I see your children are here. It has been some time since I saw them.” King Varian Wrynn said and knocked yourself out of whatever trance you had been in.

“Yes, you do remember my daughter Calia.” King Terenas said and the woman with whom you had locked your eyes with, stepped forward and greeted King Varian.

So she was Calia Menethil. Sister to Prince Arthas and a member of the Menethil family. But most importantly, you now knew her name.

“And there is Prince Arthas. It has been awhile since we have seen each other.” King Varian said and stepped towards him. “You have grown.”

“I have King Varian.” Arthas said back to him.

“And then we have Lady Jaina, it is so good to see you again.” King Varian greeted Jaina.

“It has been years since we saw each other, I have always been elsewhere when you were around.” Jaina greeted back.

King Varian smiled back to her as he shifted his gaze towards you and your men. Standing behind Jaina and Arthas could make you be dismissed as a servant and not as a prince. Jaina had said to follow her and greet if you are greeted, but Uther warned you not to do it. To not greet King Varian Wrynn.


>Greet the King Varian Wrynn as a Prince Alric Perenolde of Alterac. You have nothing to hide from him.
>Do as Jaina said, just greet him, but don’t reveal who you are.
>Hide in the mass and pretend to be not important. Trust Uther in his advice.
>Other, write in.

QM: Took bit longer to get this update out, my apologies.

>>5078703
>Do as Jaina said, just greet him, but don’t reveal who you are.

>>5078703
>>5078724
To add: If Varian or anyone else asks for our name, then answer honestly.

>>5078703
Well well well. It seems there’s spaghetti to be spilled in our future.

Anyway let’s keep quiet. Things seem to be going on we are unaware of.

>offer polite bow but don’t present ourselves unless called out.
Wrynn is unlikely to appreciate any deception but I don’t think Uther is trying to set us up.

>>5078703
Np
>>Hide in the mass and pretend to be not important. Trust Uther in his advice.

I don t trust Uther one bit, because he still will smite us with one action of ours that is considered a danger, and he hasn't done much for Alterac or us for that matter. But this is clearly an invitation for not receiving his wrath or the one of his order, so i can take that. Uther likely knows more about the two rulers so we can trust that.
Go nearby our men and Beckston. We will act for the moment as a mercenary captain that protected Jaina along the road, and will end the contract at the end of the feast. If anyone ask we are Captain Alric. No mention of Perenolde.
It s a better cover than a unknown young man behind Jaina and Arthas.

This might bite us in the ass for talking with nobles, but we can just ask them to talk with us in private away from the main hall or similar.

>>5078703
>Hide in the mass and pretend to be not important. Trust Uther in his advice.
We should dress as a footman or as one of our bodyguards.

>>5078703
>Do as Jaina said, just greet him, but don’t reveal who you are.

>>5078703
>Hide in the mass and pretend to be not important. Trust Uther in his advice.
We really have nothing to hide, but Uther is right that this is probably not the best time.
Best to make ourselves presentable and introduce ourselves separately and not as Lordaeron's hanger-on.

King Varians gaze stopped at you and immediately you bowed your head.

“Your Grace.” You said and kept your head down while watching the feet of King Varian. The moment he moved away, you raised your head back up.

Jaina gave you a quick glance and nodded faintly before turning back to face both Kings.

You watched and attempted to listen to what Varian and Terenas were talking about, but couldn’t really make up what they were saying. It thankfully didn’t take long for the two Kings to start walking towards the city with their entourages following close behind them. For a moment you locked your eyes with Calia before people got between you and you lost her in the crowd.

Uther and his cohort followed right behind the Kings and you meanwhile followed them. As you walked behind Jaina and Arthas, one of the paladins dropped slightly behind the rest of them and waited for you to catch him. When he got closer, you recognized the man to be Ballador whom you had met during the expedition against the gnolls.

“Prince Alric.” Ballador greeted you with a small nod. “Lord Uther wants to talk with you when you have time. He wants to introduce you to King Varien by himself.”

“Understood, thank you Ballador.” You said back to him.

After Ballador had left and reached the rest of the paladins, you caught up with Jaina and Arthas.

“I heard what Ballador said.” Jaina told you. “Lord Uther wants to introduce you?”

“Seems like it.” You said back to her.

“King Varian respects Lord Uther.” Arthas said. “Uther clearly likes you and thinks that will protect you.”

“What do you mean Prince Arthas?” You then asked him.

“King Varian hates orcs and those who collaborated with them.”

Arthas said that slowly and let the sentence sink in. If that is true, then what Uther had said to you earlier made more sense. The introduction and who does it is important.

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>>5079460

You had walked through the docks and the city to reach the large Stormwind Keep. Large crowds had appeared and people watched as many members of different royalties were moving through the city at the same time. Squads of footmen started to appear as they kept the crowds away from you. You really didn’t remember seeing this many people at the same time since your childhood in Alterac City.

When you finally reached the Stormwind Keep, it took some time for the servants to find time for you. They had prepared a rooms for Jaina and Arthas, but the news of another prince arriving made them search for another free room. When you finally got your room, it was just barely smaller than the house you had been in Dalaran and just a tiny bit less decorated. The servants would carry your armour and the travel chest in, when they arrive at the Keep.

Arthas had excused himself and left elsewhere. Jaina was lounging on a couch while you went through the dwelling given to you. There was a separate bath, a bedroom, a small balcony from which you saw the city and the living room.

Suddenly Jaina jumped on her feet which nearly startled you.

“I know what we will do. I will introduce you to King Varian. You are after all here because of me.” Jaina said to you.

“What about Uther?”

“I don’t like to say this, but he is too martial, too strict.”

“But he knows King Varian if what Arthas said is right?”

“Alric, trust me on this.”


>Trust Jaina and let her be the one who introduces you to King Varian.
>Go to Uther and let him be the one who introduces you to King Varian.
>Both, have Jaina and Uther introduce you.
>Neither, you will introduce yourself without Jaina or Uther.
>Other, write in.

>>5079462
On the one hand, having someone who has fought against orcs and Alric's father vouch for him should give a strong impression. On the other, Jaina knows Alric a bit more personally and is aware that we've had our own encounter with the green skins, though I suppose our good paladin has likely informed his superior. Not sure what makes her think Uther is 'too martial' for the Warrior King Varian.
>Go to Uther and let him be the one who introduces you to King Varian.
I would suggest both, but I feel like that might make them both feel like we don't fully trust them, which Varian might pick up on. Sorry Jaina.

>>5079462
>>Neither, you will introduce yourself without Jaina or Uther.

>>5079462
I’m inclined to agree with the reasoning of Anon >>5079703 but Jaina seems awfully confident in her position here, to the point I’m leaning towards taking her seriously.

Then again, it might just be her pure heart and youthful optimism talking. But on the other hand, Varian is not just a warrior, he is a family man too…
Additionally, she is in fact the one who invited us along, not Uther, and so we’d have to bring her up in her absence without her being there to speak on our behalf.

>Trust Jaina

>>5079462
>Both, have Jaina and Uther introduce you.
Uther has looked out for us, but jaina is our friend and we are her guest.

>>5079462
>Trust Jaina and let her be the one who introduces you to King Varian.
I also think Uther might be best, but I'm curious. I'd rather go for friendship with Varian than just his approval, which I think we'd get with Uther.

>>5079462
>Both, have Jaina and Uther introduce you.
>Other, write in.
What if both of you introduced me? The merit of just one of you presenting the introduction should surely be enough, and if both of you were to work together to do so then that would be more than assured a smooth introduction?

>>5079462
>>Trust Jaina and let her be the one who introduces you to King Varian.

Have to go with Jaina, she seems to be confident and as said by others, she was the one inviting Alric here.

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>>5080244

“Alright, I trust you. Let’s go find King Varian.” You said and nodded a few times.

“Yes!” Jaina said and was excited.

…

You followed Jaina as she made her way through the hallways of the keep. Servants and guards gave you two curious looks as they most likely recognized Jaina, after all there aren’t that many mages from Dalaran in Stormwind and not many of them fit her description of a young woman with blonde hair. Meanwhile they didn’t recognize you, but you bet that rumours amongst the servants would spread like wildfire that you were here. You wondered what the servants would think about you, if a bad rumour spreads, quickly everyone wouldn’t like you.

Jaina had to ask directions a few times from the guards to reach where King Varian should be. The keep was large and had multiple hallways and stairways up and down. It felt like the keep was built by a dozen competing architects, but most likely the plan was just to confuse outsiders attempting to get in. It did succeed in confusing you.

Finally you reached the room where King Varian should be. Pair of guards stood outside the massive wooden door and as two of you approached the door and the guards, one of the two guards lowered his polearm between you and the door.

“The King doesn’t take visitors.” The guard said with a stern voice.

“But we would like to see him.” Jaina said back.

The guard glared at Jaina for a moment.

“Who are you?” He asked.

“Lady Jaina Proudmoore and…” Jaina said.

“Prince Alric Perenolde.” You answered.

The second guard gave a glance to the one questioning you and a second later received a nod from the guard. He knocked on the large wooden door before opening it and going inside.

Few moments later the guard came out and kept the door open.

“You can go in.” The guard said.

Jaina and you stepped through the door and heard the door slam shut behind you. You were apparently in the office of King Varian Wrynn. The armour he had been wearing in the morning was on an armour rack and the walls were covered in tapestries or bookshelves.

Behind his table stood King Varian Wrynn who looked out to the sea from the window of his balcony. When you and Jaina had stopped walking, he turned around.

“I heard an additional prince had arrived in my city the moment you stepped into this keep.” Varian said to you. “But I did not expect the prince to be you, you did greet me after all at the docks.”

Jaina attempted to speak, but Varian raised his hand.

“The fact that you are now is quite intriguing and it most likely has something to do with Lady Proudmoore here. Care to explain why you have brought him here? Or am I wrong?”

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>>5080653

“You are not wrong King Varian. I did bring Prince Alric here, because I see that he should be here.” Jaina said.

“Why is that?” Varian asked back.

“Because he has done more for his people than the rest of the Alliance since the Second War.” Jaina said to Varian. “What I have seen is that Prince Alric tries to provide a better future for the Alteracis and work to make Hillsbrad and Alterac a better place for everyone. We fought together against gnolls who had kidnapped farmers, not even his people, and heeded the call of Lord Uther to take arms against them. He already fought against the gnolls and bandits even before that. And what does he get from that, an edict of some sort from King Terenas that prevents him from reclaiming Alterac.”

“So that is your goal Prince Perenolde.” Varian turned his head towards you and said. “Was what Lady Proudmoore said true?”

“Yes King Varian, I intend to reclaim my homeland and yes what Lady Jaina said is right. When the news of the gnolls rampaging around Hillsbrad came, I took my men with me and we fought against them. If you want proof of that, ask Lord Uther how he met me.”

“I will have to do that.” Varian said back to you. “So Prince Perenolde, what is your goal here?”

You had prepared for this and thought about how to answer it.


>I want a meeting with the kings and lords of Alliance, where I can speak to them about what I try to accomplish.
>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.
>I want to be recognized as member of the Alliance, just like my father was before the Second War

QM: Choose one. Minor updates in the Social pastebin

>>5080655
>I want a meeting with the kings and lords of Alliance, where I can speak to them about what I try to accomplish.

>>5080655
>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.
May as well play it straight.

>>5080655
>>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.

>>5080655
>>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.

Well, that is strictly speaking our goal and that's what we were asked about. Meeting the kings and lords is a means to that. And although we seek good relations with the Alliance we are not in a rush to integrate ourselves into it, especially if doing that prematurely would just rub some sore spots.

Damn, that praise from Jaina though, that was pretty sweet from her.

>>5080655
>>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.

>>5080655
>>I want a meeting with the kings and lords of Alliance, where I can speak to them about what I try to accomplish.

“I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted. As long as it is in effect and the threat of the Alliance acting against me, I cannot reclaim my homeland for my people or for myself.” You said to King Varian.

“I know the Edict.” Varian said.

To which you only nodded and waited for his response.

“I was one who supported it.” He said back. “I am not that much older than you, but you are a new actor in the field of rulers. What Lady Jaina said might be true and you might not be lying, but the fact that another Perenolde is making moves makes the Alliance anxious. Including me.”

“King Varian, you don’t have to be nervous.” You said back.

“But I am, just like the other rulers are. For we have to be careful and if being careful means chaining you outside Alterac, then it should be done.” He said to you and continued. “And because of that I cannot accept what you are asking. I cannot allow it to happen.”

King Varian declined you outright, it was better than being told hogwash and given hope.

“I see, then is there anything I can do to change your mind?” You said back.

“Prince Perenolde. You have to be useful to the Alliance and then maybe we can discuss this again. Show us you are worthy of our ears.” Varian told you. “Now please exit the room Prince Perenolde and go back to your room. Stay there until told otherwise.”

“I don’t think I can change your mind?” You asked.

“No, not now.” He said back. “Lady Proudmoore, you will stay.”

You looked at Jaina who nodded to you. Whatever Varian would say, she would be alright.

“Understood, I will be in my room King Varian.” You said and bowed your head and turned around to leave. It felt tough to leave Jaina there, but she would handle it.
…

You had to ask a few servants for guidance towards your room, but you reached it in the end. There was a guard already standing outside the room who opened the door for you and after you had thanked the guard and heard the click of the clock, you just threw yourself on the couch and kicked off your boots.

You were frustrated how this all had started, but it was expected. King Varian was a tough nut to crack, but you hoped that during this trip to Stormwind you could accomplish something. Well you had accomplished something, you had talked with King Varian, but is that enough?

…

You had been lounging on the couch for some time as a group of servants came carrying your travel chest and armour. You asked one of the servants about the schedule of the coming days and the servant told you that in two days the ceremony to induct Prince Arthas to Silver Hand and to be a full paladin would happen. After that there was apparently a tournament in the city.

You asked the servant for some food to be delivered here. If you couldn’t leave this room by the orders of King Varian, then you would enjoy the room service as much as you could.

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>>5081012

The servants had delivered some mulled wine, grapes and grilled chicken legs to you. As you ate them, the door suddenly opened and Jaina walked into your room. As fast as the door had opened, it was closed behind Jaina.

“That man, that King Varian.” She said and was clearly pissed off.

“What did he say?”

“Nothing, nothing worth repeating.” Jaina said and took a few deep breaths. “I do not like that man.”

“He has valid concerns.”

“No no, not anything like that. If I were him, I would also have concerns. But the fact that he had the audacity to order me to stay in my room.”

“But you came to my room?”

“Exactly, I have no intentions of following said orders. Only people who can order me around are my teachers or Lord Antonidas in Dalaran or my father.” She said and put down her staff next to your armour.

“Well if you aren’t going to obey his orders, what are you then going to do next?”

“No question is what you are going to do.” Jaina said and pointed at you. “What you are going to do is to win the support of King Varian and others.”

“How am I supposed to do that?” You asked and raised your voice a bit.

“I don’t know that, but I am going to help you to succeed!”

…

You had knocked on the door and asked for more food for you and Jaina. The guard behind the door had begrudgingly agreed and it didn’t take that long for the servant to carry more things to eat.

“Well I asked a servant and there won’t be anything happening tomorrow, but the day after would be the day when Arthas is inducted into Silver Hand and apparently after that there would be a tournament of some sort.” You said to Jaina.

“Then what are your plans for tomorrow? If the day is free, then it should be used productively.”


>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise.
>If I am going to present myself well, then I need better clothes than just a white shirt and a leather jacket.
>I need to meet other people here, go see if you could meet or see someone.
>Other, write in.

>>5080655
>I want the Edict of King Terenas lifted, reclaiming my homeland is my goal.
Probably better to tell it straight. Jaina has brought to light our desire to aid our people, might as well ride that wave.

>>5081014
>>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise.

>>5081025

You were few minutes too late with that vote. But don't worry, it was the vote that won.

>>5081014
>>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise.

>>5081014
Bweh, no idea why the thread refused to update until I posted. Ah well, sad that Varian won't budge. I guess even Uther wouldn't be able to convince the king, but house arrest leaves us in quite the pickle. I hope we can still be present for the ceremony and the tournament.

>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise.
We don't have much in the way of contracts in the city, but Rover is a trusted man of ours and his (likely?) brothers may be key to more avenues since they would be part of the local Alteraci diaspora. And besides, we did promise.

>>5081014
>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and fulfill my promise.

I think we’ll be able to get Varian around. But .I wonder what sort of trouble we’re going to find ourselves in before that though.

>>5081014
>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise.
Let's get this done. Kicking Varian's ass in the tournament later might convince him.
Can we get clothes while we're doing this letter business? If so that too.

>>5081014
>>I have this letter from Bill Rover to someone in Stormwind, I would like to deliver it and full will my promise

Time to do something nice. Better mention our guards and Beckston that they didn't imprison us .... yet, if they don't know things might get akward let s say. More than now
I am not surprised by this reaction. I hope we can keep things civil, and at least they let us go home. In regard to looking good in the eyes of the alliance by doing them
favours or giving free help that sounds like a long term project, unfortunately we have a realm to run and protect against ogres, fellow alteracis/bandits and orcs.
One thing is helping nearby settlements the other is long travels for help a kingdom of the alliance. And we can delegate only so much to our officers

You stood up from the couch and collected yourself. Having rightened your chaperon, you walked where your travel chest was and opened it. You had to move a few shirts away before you found the letter you were looking for.

“Bill Rover, my gamekeeper and loyal officer, gave me this letter to be delivered to Stormwind.” You said and waved the sealed letter to Jaina. “I promised to deliver it.”

“Then that is what we will do tomorrow.” Jaina said to you. “Send one of your men to find me tomorrow and we will go and deliver that letter of yours.”

“Alright, that is the plan for tomorrow. But do you at least plan to eat some of the food I got ordered here?”

“Sure, I wouldn’t dare to throw food away.”

…

You and Jaina had eaten the food ordered before she had left for her room leaving you alone. Knowing that today you wouldn’t be venturing outside the keep and the guards would be keeping a closer watch of you, it was relatively easy to just stay in your room and not gain any sort of extra attention to you. If you were to disregard the orders, that would happen tomorrow.

Later that day when the evening had arrived, you had gotten the servants to make the bath ready for you. Lazily lying in the hot water, you thought about what you had seen and heard today. King Varian took his status and position seriously and what Uther and Arthas had said was true, he was a warrior king. He seemed to be someone who took the safety of his people seriously.

In addition you thought about Calia Menethil. For just a brief moment you had seen her, but you just couldn’t get her out of your mind. There was something in that woman that made your mind and heart spin around her.

Sinking deeper into the hot water you made a promise to yourself. While you are here, you would talk to her.

…

Next morning after having eating a light breakfast of bread and grapes, you opened the door of your room.

“Prince Perenolde, you shouldn’t leave your room.” The guard posted outside said.

“Yes and?” You asked back as you stepped aside the guard and continued to walk away from him.

The guard tried to follow you, but you didn’t stop until you had reached the inner courtyard of the keep. There you found who you were looking for.

“Lieutenant Beckston, I knew I would find you here.”

“Prince Alric, it is good to see you.” He said and stood up in attention.

“At ease Lieutenant, I want you to send two of your men to find where Lady Jaina’s room is and inform her that I am ready. Those two men will then guard her room. Also I want two men to guard my room. Understood?”

“Yes Sire, Understood completely.” Beckston said and saluted.

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>>5081389

It thankfully didn’t take long for Jaina to find you in the inner courtyard. She was wearing her mage outfit including her cloak. The guards had stopped bothering you as you were surrounded by the Kul Tiran Swashbucklers.

“Good morning Alric, are we ready to deliver the letter?” She asked you.

“Yes we are.” You said back.

With Lieutenant Beckston and six of his men following right behind you and Jaina with their short pikes upright, the guards and the citizens of the city moved away from you.

You did have to ask directions several times. The first citizen you stopped didn’t know how to read and even after having told the street name couldn’t tell you the directions. A guard was stopped and he could give you some sort of idea where to go after having told the street name. Finally you had to ask a merchant for directions. For telling you where the street was, you had to buy something from him.

…

“This should be the street.” You said with a half eaten pretzel in your hand.

Jaina nodded as she was eating hers. The merchant had been adamant that you would have to buy something from her, so a pair of pretzels it was.

Following the address signs on the houses, you split your attention between the address on the letter and the numbers on the houses. One by one you got closer to the address written on the letter.

It was a normal looking house that matched the address. Jaina tilted her head and gave you a questioning look so you stepped forward and knocked on the door before taking a few steps back.

It took some time for someone to come to open it. When it opened, there was a young man at the door.

“What do you want?” He asked.

“Is this the right address?” You asked and showed the address on the letter to the man. He looked at the address and then nodded.

“It is, then who are you?”

“I am Prince Alric Perenolde.”

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>>5081393

You and Jaina sat around the table with two young men. Lieutenant Beckston stood near the door and the rest of his men were outside the house.

“So our pops is still alive.” First of the two men said as he looked at the letter.

“Your pops?”

“Yeah, Bill is our father.” Said the second one.

Looking at the two young men closer, they did resemble Bill Rover a bit. They didn’t have the beard or the shaggy hair, but their noses and their eyes were the same.

“I am Arthur and he is Alfred.” Said the first one and pointed at the second of the two.. “Pleased to meet ya.”

“As said, I am Prince Alric Perenolde and Bill Rover has been serving me since we made my existence public.” You said to two of them.

“What about your missus?” Alfred asked and gave a questioning look at Jaina.

“Oh no no no no… I am not Alric’s… missus.” Jaina said with her face turning bright red. “I am Jaina Proudmoore.”

“Ah terribly rude of us.” Arthur said back. “Our apologies Lady Proudmoore.”

“I did not know Bill had children.” You said back to them quickly and changed the subject.

“Nah, he had us. Our mother left him soon after the fall of Alterac. Said that it wasn’t a place for children to be grown. She made her way here.” Arthur said.

“Then where is your mother?” You asked them.

“Fever two winters ago.” Alfred answered.

“My condolences, I presume you haven’t told Bill.”

“That would be correct.” Arthur answered and looked down.

It really wasn’t your thing to dig further or ask questions so you didn’t.

“I promised Bill to deliver this letter to the address. I do not know what is written in it, but if he asked me to deliver it, it most likely is quite important.” You said to them.

“And for that we are grateful.” Arthur said and bowed.

“Thank you Prince Alric.” Alfred said back.

…

“So they were the sons of Rover?” Jaina said and maybe asked a bit.

“Yeah, completely different compared to the Rover I know. But I did what I was asked to do, I delivered the letter.”

Two of you stood outside the house of Rover brothers as you thought what would come next.


>You needed new clothes. There must be a store in Stormwind that could clothe you, but you didn’t really have the coin. Jaina would have to pay for the clothes.
>Go see the tournament field. King Varian is a martial king, so performing well in the tournament could be a way to get his favour.
>The Cathedral of Light is the home of the paladins, go seek the wisdom of the priests and the paladins for this endeavour in Stormwind.
>Other, write in.

QM: Strong day of updates and writing.

>>5081400
>You needed new clothes. There must be a store in Stormwind that could clothe you, but you didn’t really have the coin. Jaina would have to pay for the clothes.

I don't like to be in debt to Jaina or others, but I don’t think our current shirt and jacket combo is sufficient.

>>5081400
>The Cathedral of Light is the home of the paladins, go seek the wisdom of the priests and the paladins for this endeavour in Stormwind.
Priests have always given Alric good advice, much as I want some new threads.

>>5081400
I wonder if we meet both Uther and Calia if we go to the cathedral. You like Calia, don't you, OP? Good taste.

Hmm... milking Jaina for clothing is probably a sensible option but it leaves sour taste in my mouth, especially given how much she already did for us during this trip alone. She really is the best.

Going to tournament might give us chance to earn some prize money but probably not, not only are prizes likely only to be distributed much later but also we're going to be facing much fiercer competition here. Additionally showing up as we are would maybe impress Varian some but likely would do little to reassure anyone else, and give us image of a poorly clad brute...

Decisions, decisions...

>Ask Jaina if she'd be willing to lend you
>Thank her for her help, and her kind words in front of the king. You value her trust and are resolved to show it is not misplaced.

>>5081400
>>The Cathedral of Light is the home of the paladins, go seek the wisdom of the priests and the paladins for this endeavour in Stormwind

Well we have more than one day before the event, so it shouldn't be a problem to do one or more activity. Asking for money will be mildly embarassing i imagine, since we are a Prince. About that, does it make sense to still have the title of Prince as our main one ? Beside our brother there is no else claiming the kingdom and his crown (I don't count orcs or ogres).
Maybe we should be Prince of Alterac and Lord of Dawnhome for when anyone ask for our titles. If not King.

>>5081400
>>Go see the tournament field. King Varian is a martial king, so performing well in the tournament could be a way to get his favour.

We should keep our skills sharp. We'll need it to reclaim our homeland.

>>5081400
Supporting >>5081559 good ideas in this

>>5081400
>The Cathedral of Light is the home of the paladins, go seek the wisdom of the priests and the paladins for this endeavour in Stormwind
We didn't go with Uther before, but maybe he'll still be willing to offer some sage advice?

>>5081687
I'd say we should wait before declaring ourselves king, it'd feel most fitting to be crowned in Alterac City in my opinion. Not to mention the impression it would give off if we already did it to the rest of the Alliance.

“I really don’t want to ask for more help from you, but I do need some better clothes.” You said to Jaina.

“You want me to say my opinion of what fits you?” Jaina asked, a bit puzzled. “Sure I can do that.”

“Ehh no, I just don’t have enough coin with me.” You said somewhat sheepishly. “A white shirt or new breeches don’t cost that much, but if I am going to wear something finer, then that kind of clothing tends to be more costly.”

“Don’t worry about it Alric, I can lend you some coin. You just have to repay me back one day.” Jaina said and smiled.

“Thanks Jaina, I have already asked too much from you.”

…

Stormwind was a large city with enough services to handle the needs of the local nobility. Finding a clothier was not difficult, but finding a good clothier was difficult. You had to visit a few of them before you found the place you were looking for.

This old stone house that showed the damage from when the orcs sacked the city. The stone walls still had the telltale marks of fire. You opened the door and found a small tidy store with several mannequins and two walls having large shelves with rolls of cloth. Old man with white beard walked from the backroom and bowed deeply.

“Customers. Welcome to my store.” Old Clothier said as he straightened his back. “How can I serve you?”

“I need finer clothing, something that fits me.” You said to the Old Clothier.

The Old Clothier gave you a look and nodded.

“Good Sir, what will it be? Something that is vogue right now, light colours are wanted this summer.” Old Clothier asked you.

“I would like to have something Alteraci.”

“Alteraci? I haven’t had a request like that in ages.” The Old Clothier was surprised. “I have to peruse my books, I think I have something that can help me in making the clothing. Meanwhile I will have my assistants take the measurements.”

The Old Clothier bowed deeply and left to the back. Three of his assistants came out from the back with all sorts of tools and measuring tapes.

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>>5082232

Jaina had been amused as she watched you getting prodded with the tools and told to take different stances. This reminded you of the measurements the master armourer had made from you, but this was even more excessive. The Old Clothier seemed to be really accurate in his work to require all these measurements.

Speaking of the Old Clothier, he had brought out an old sketch book and had started to go through it. As you were being measured, you attempted to have a look of what he was looking at, but only saw drawings of different styles of clothing. You presumed that it was some sort of a guide for more obscure styles.

Finally the assistants had done the measurements and allowed you to relax. The Old Clothier had already taken out paper and started to plan whatever he was going to be producing for you.

“Good Sir, I have the measurements and I now know what I will be making for you. When do you need it to be ready?”

“I would prefer it to be ready as fast as possible.” You said back.

“Tomorrow it is then. We will work through the night if needed.” The Old Clothier said and continued. “May I ask where the clothing will be delivered?”

“To Stormwind Keep delivered to Prince Alric Perenolde.” You said to him.

The Old Clothier smiled and bowed deeply after having heard that.

…

You and Jaina had left the clothier and returned back to Stormwind Keep. There was a lot of activity there and quickly you heard that Admiral Proudmoore had arrived while you were gone. Daelin Proudmoore, the father of Jaina, was now in Stormwind.

“Alric, I don’t think I will see you that often while my father is here.” She said to you.

“I understand. You haven’t seen him in a long time.”

“Yes and if you think King Varian hates orcs, you haven’t met my father.” Jaina said and sighed.

“I see.”

“I will tell you the story some day.”

Jaina took the coin pouch that she carried with her and handed it to you.

“Use as much as you need.”

“Thanks again Jaina, I will try to repay you when I can. Really I wouldn’t be here without your help and I appreciate a lot what you said in front of King Varian. Thank you for trusting me and I will make sure that your trust in me is not misplaced.” You told her.

“Thanks Alric.” She said to you and smiled. “But I will have to go and find my father. See you tomorrow in the cathedral.”

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>>5082235

You had returned back into your room and in an effort to avoid causing more problems to the guards or even more blatantly break the orders from King Varian, you decided to stay in there. With the servants just a call away, it was easy living. The food was delivered when you were hungry, your clothes that you had been using earlier on the trip had been washed and dried and later in the evening you took another hot bath.

So tomorrow would be the ceremony and Prince Arthas would be inducted into Silver Hand and made a real paladin. This was a great honour to him and one of the biggest steps he is ever going to make on his way in becoming the king of Lordaeron. Maybe one day when Arthas is ready, King Terenas voluntarily retires and allows him to take the throne.

As much as you disliked Arthas, well disliking is not the correct word to use, you tried to like him, the fact that you were here to witness the ceremony was an honour to you. This was an event that historians and scribes would write about and they would mention that you were there. To be part of history felt at the same time strange and fascinating.

…

It was early morning and you had already eaten breakfast. You shaved your stubble and combed your hair to look as good as possible before putting on your chaperon. It would be a few hours until the ceremony would start, but most likely all of you would have to leave there early.

There was a knock on the door and immediately after that it was opened. Your hand in an instant hovered over the hilt of your sword before you recognized the familiar man.

“Good morning Lord Uther.” You said to him and greeted him with a small nod.

“Good morning Prince Alric.” He said and stepped inside. “Today is a big day, isn’t it.”

“It is Lord Uther, but may I ask why did you come to see me? I presume you will be busy today.”

“That is true, which is why I came now when I still have time.” He said and walked past you and looked out through the balcony window. The early morning sun shone through the window and bathed the paladin with light. “I heard from King Varian that you had introduced yourself to him with Lady Jaina escorting you.”

“That is correct.”

Uther turned to face you.

“You kids, I know what you are trying to accomplish, but I do think that while Lady Jaina has good intentions in helping you, it will end up backfiring.”

“What do you mean Lord Uther?” You asked confused. It did feel like one of your teachers in Alterac City was scolding you when you were young.

“The leaders of the Alliance will talk of Alteraci prince and Kul Tiran lady cooperating. Kul Tiras is one of the most important partners in the Alliance, but they pardon me from saying this, they are the oddball of the Alliance. Fiercely independent, maybe even more than Stromgarde. How would it look to the rest of them to hear Alterac and Kul Tiras being allied in cooperation?”

“You are talking about the politics of the Alliance?”

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>>5082240

“Yes and what do you think would be the opinion of Lord Admiral Daelin Proudmoore when he hears that his daughter has been helping you, an Alteraci. It is not my place to tell you this, but the reason Daelin hates orcs is that during the Second War, Derek Proudmoore, his eldest son and big brother to Jaina died in battle. He has never forgiven that.”

So that is why Admiral Proudmoore hates orcs and those who cooperated with them. You now understood what Uther was saying. As much as it pains you, he could be right. Cooperating too closely with Jaina could mean that the members of the Alliance wouldn't look that in a positive light. You also realized what Jaina promised to tell you in the future, it was about her brother.

“Lord Admiral will always vote against anything you do, I cannot change that, but I can act as the voice of reason. And when it is time to reclaim Alterac, it can be done under my command. The Alliance would see you Prince Alric to be under their thumb while it isn’t so.” Uther said to you and continued. “But we cannot achieve that if you end up throwing more fuel to the fire. The politics of the Alliance are a quagmire and you have plenty to learn how to not sink in it."

“Then what am I supposed to do?” You asked him.

“Tell me that you are willing to follow my guidance and act when I give you the order to act.”

What Uther spoke sounded true and right. You were inexperienced in the politics, but you understood the light how things could be seen. Uther was tremendously respected and he could provide you an umbrella under which you could operate. But at same time Jaina had already helped you so much and she has put her trust on you. Would walking away from that be the right thing, especially as you had promised to not misplace that trust.


>Follow Uther’s guidance and do as told now and in the future.
>You have placed your trust on Jaina, you are going to hold on to that trust.
>You cannot decide now, doing so would be too hasty.
>Other, write in.

QM: Getting clothes vote had won, but as I wrote we got the last visiting the cathedral vote. So somewhat combined them.

>>5082242
Yay, my vote mattered! And man, Uther really went 'place yourself under my thumb'. Alric will have the patience of a saint if he manages to get through this trip without going on a exhausted rant. I know I would have.
>Follow Uther’s guidance and do as told now and in the future.
Ultimately, he raises fair points even if I'm not fond of how he's trying to take command over Alric (particularly the retaking of Alterac, which he himself lead the sacking of). I say we follow him for now at least, but lets not swear any oaths exactly

>>5082242
>>You have placed your trust on Jaina, you are going to hold on to that trust.
I think we should be consistent. We said to Jaina to trust us and we shouldn't walk back on our words.

>>5082242
>>Follow Uther’s guidance and do as told now and in the future.

>>5082242
Kind of want to tell Uther that we respect him as a Mentor and potential friend, and understand that he's more politically savvy than us and we probably will follow his advice. But we arent his servant, and our duty will always be to the people of alterac first.

I just can't figure out how to say it without sounding like a dick.

>>5082242
>You have placed your trust on Jaina, you are going to hold on to that trust.

Been catching up on the last 3-4 threads from archive and have a lot of feelings about this. Even beyond thinking that we should trust Jania - having basically given our word and shit - I'd highlight one part of what Uther is saying, "when it is time to reclaim Alterac". The question must be asked - when IS the time to reclaim Alterac?

The simple fact is, no power in the alliance benefits by our restoration even beyond the fears of us being a possible Orc sympathiser or seeking retribution for our family or being allied with the Syndicate (assuming they are even aware of that threat). Uther even acknowledges that our political goal is "throwing more fuel on the fire" and that "Admiral Proudmoore will always vote against anything you do".

This is to say nothing of Stromgarde for example who had disputed border claims with us and being a expansionist state would greatly appreciate a hinterland that they can subjugate and colonise rather than returning to an ancestral foe.

Uther may well want to help us, but I fear his timescale and method is too slow - too concerned with not upsetting the delicate balance of the Alliance - he is after all dedicated to preserving the peace as a member of the Silver Hand.

>>5082242
>You have placed your trust on Jaina, you are going to hold on to that trust.
I feel like association with us is going to damage her reputation (which I’m sure she doesn’t care about, but still).
Uther raises some good points, and I’m sure placing ourselves under him is the smart thing to do. Ultimately though, I feel like the reality that multiple members of the Alliance will never be even neutral to us makes it unappealing. I also don’t want to be under his command when we retake the city.
Varian is right that Alterac is best left unrestored from their perspective.

>>5082242
>You have placed your trust on Jaina, you are going to hold on to that trust.

>>5082242
how about something like this?


>You speak wisdom, and I am grateful for your effort in navigating this circumstance with level head and reason.
>And I am also grateful beyond words for the offer of help in reclaiming Alterac.
>However, I cannot in good conscience turn away on the trust lady Proudmoore has already placed in me.
>Rather than convincing the Lords. I'm a controlled threat, I'd rather prove to them I'm a dependable partner that seeks to mend the wrongs wrought by my father.
>I owe my people that much to be seen as one reclaiming their grace rather than being suffered to exist.
>I understand I'll be unable to reach everyone, especially with just words. But I hope to be able to convince enough that I'll be able to prove with deeds that children need not be chained by their fathers' sins.


after all do we see the world as it is, or as it should be?

This is why we should have had Jania and Uther working together. I'd say our position is worse than it was before we started. Its unacceptable to be subservant to another even to Uther who while honorable and trustworthy, is of lower rank and will be seen as rather insulting.

“I understand what you are saying.” You said to him.

“But you are not going to follow my guidance.” He said back and you could see that Uther was disappointed.

“Yes I cannot do that even if it risks my position further. I appreciate your words and I am grateful for your attempt to guide me, help me and be the voice of reason. However I cannot in good conscience misplace the trust Lady Jaina has already placed in me. How would it look if after all the help I have received from her, I would step back?”

You watched Uther’s reaction to this and couldn’t really see if anything had changed.

“You spoke how Admiral Proudmoore will probably always vote against me and how other members see me as a threat. I know of the history that if given free hands to act, Stromgarde would have dived in and taken Alterac for themselves. Nearly all pieces of this game are against me and I wouldn’t want to alienate one of the only people I could put my trust behind. And I want others to trust me too, I want to show them that I am a dependable partner, someone they can trust and not have to worry about me throwing it away.”

You walked past Uther and looked out of the balcony window into the city.

“I know I am inexperienced in politics, I can be naive and I can be a fool, but I do understand that I cannot reach everyone with my words alone. I hope that I can be convincing enough for them to see that I can be trusted through my actions and what I will do.”

Turning around and facing Uther again.

“After all, do we see the world as it is, or as it should be?”

Uther took a few deep breaths and exhaled. For a moment he looked just a man, not as a mighty paladin, but as a man burdened by the weight of his status before he regained his composure. Again he was Lord Uther the Lightbringer.

“Lad, I do understand. You are going to have a rocky road ahead of you Prince Alric if you want to gain the trust of the lords of the Alliance.” Uther said to you. “As much as it might make your journey more difficult, what you said about trust is true. When we first met, I did not know what to expect of you, but you haven’t given me a reason to act against you. I did receive your letter about the orcish threat and maybe something will be done against it, but the fact that you saved those peasants was the right thing to do.”

Uther walked to the door of your room, but before he opened it, he turned around and spoke once more before leaving.

“You would make a good paladin, you have your principles and heart in the right place.”

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>>5083049


You were given a seat in the fifth row of the pews. Sandwiched between local noblemen that didn’t know you and you didn’t care about knowing them. The talk with Uther earlier this morning had soured your mood even though you knew that what he spoke was true. You recognized Glenn Greymane, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore and Thoras Trollbane on the first row. Jaina sat near them with King Varian. You could even recognize Calia Menethil sitting near them.

Archbishop Alonsus Faol stood on the altar. A group of priests stood next to him and on the other side were the legendary paladins with Uther. The aging paladin Tirion Fordring, Saidan Dathrohan and the pious, bushy bearded Gavinrad. Only one missing was Turalyon who had been lost beyond the Dark Portal.

It did not take long for the large doors of the cathedral to swing open for Arthas to arrive. He walked past the pews towards the altar and Archbishop. You watched every step he took and saw him to be nervous, but who wouldn’t be in this situation. Arthas wore a beautiful set of armour.

He stopped at the altar and knelt before the Archbishop. The ceremony would begin.

“In the Light, we gather to empower our brother. In its grace, he will be made anew. In its power, he shall educate the masses. In its strength, he shall combat the shadow. And in its wisdom, he shall lead his brethren to the eternal rewards of paradise.” Archbishop Alonsus Faol spoke.

From this moment on the ceremony was just a blur in your head. The words the Archbishop spoke, what the priests and paladins did weren’t really registered in your mind. You just were lost in your thoughts on how a bit over a year ago, you were living a relatively normal life in the farmstead with the Garsides and you didn’t have to really worry about who you truly were. Few times you had thought what life could be if you just were Alric Garside, not Alric Perenolde with all the weight and responsibilities that comes with the name. But one cannot necessarily change their destiny and yours was to be the prince the Alteracis lacked.

You woke up from your thoughts.

“Arise, Arthas Menethil, paladin defender of Lordaeron. Welcome to the Order of the Silver Hand.” Archbishop Alonsus Faol spoke again and you realized that the ceremony had finished.

Arthas grasped the large warhammer given to him and with ease lifted it up. That moment the cathedral erupted in cries of joy and people around you stood up and clapped their hands. You do not want to be singled out and joined the people.

Frankly you felt happy for Arthas, this was a huge honour to him.

You watched as the formalities were thrown out as King Terenas and Varian with others crowded into the altar. You saw how Jaina hugged Arthas deeply and next it was Calia who hugged his brother. You were content at clapping at the success of Arthas, at least for now. You did hope to congratulate him on a later date.

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>>5083052


Arthas and the rest of the royalty had left the cathedral first, probably to prepare for the feast that would be later today in his honour. You and other members of nobility had to wait their turn to leave the cathedral.

As the nobility, priests and burghers left the cathedral, you really didn’t know what to do next. Do you just go to your room and wait for the feast and potentially the new set of clothes to arrive or do you do something else?


>Uther and the paladins were still here, they hadn’t left yet. Go talk to them.
>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.
>Go to your room and wait for the feast to begin, maybe the new clothes arrive before that.
>Other, write in.


>>5082296
Welcome back to be up to date with the Quest.

>>5083053
>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.
Time to make an impression (hopefully a good one)

>>5083053
>>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.

As I said previously, we must keep our skills sharp.

>>5083053
>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.
Can't think of anything better desu so let's do this. Time to milk that dueling perk for what it's worth.

And whatever happens, we'll have to conduct ourselves respectably.

>>5083053
>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.
While I would love to walk up to Uther and half-jokingly ask him if he's ready to be burdened with tutoring yet another prince after our earlier talk, we should probably get the tournament enrollment squared off so we don't just drop in last second. Also get to check what the rules of the tournament will be. Hopefully we haven't rusted since our spars with Thrall during our injury.

You thought about talking with Uther and the paladins, but decided to not bother them. They were discussing something so you let them be alone.

Leaving the cathedral with a group of nobles, you found Lieutenant Beckston outside the cathedral with a group of his men, they had witnessed the ceremony by standing in the way back in the cathedral.

You talked with Beckston a little about the ceremony and what they had seen. For the Kul Tirans this was something very magnificent to see, definitely something they hadn’t seen before and probably never see again.

During this talk you thought about what to do next. You thought about going back to the keep and staying there until the feast begins, but the tournament ground was nearby. That was the place you would go.

…

The tournament field was getting the final touches by a small regiment of workers. Most of the work had been done, but there was still equipment and unused wood around the field where the tournament itself would happen.

Near the tournament field was a tent village with a bunch of guards and clerks. Feeling that the place was important, you headed there and asked the first guard where to enroll into the tournament itself. Inside one of the tents you found a clerk with a big pile of scrolls.

“Good afternoon Sir, how may I help you?” The clerk asked you.

“I would like to enroll in the tournament.” You said back.

“Jousting, grand melee or archery?” The clerk asked back.

You hadn’t really trained jousting at all, you knew how to fight on horseback and how to plant your spear on the enemy, but jousting? That wouldn’t be it, neither would archery be. You were okay at hunting, but using a bow in target practice or competing in archery was out of your skill level unless you wanted to get your ass kicked.

“Grand melee, that is where I want to enroll.” You said to the clerk.

“Good choice, in the grand melee at first there will be groups of four fighting each other with the winner being the side that is last one standing, if you are forced into the ground and can’t immediately get up, you will lose. After that the grand melee continues as a single elimination tournament with the last man standing.”

“That sounds good.” You said.

“Very good, I presume you have your armour, but we will provide you with blunt weapons of your choice and shield if you opt to carry one.” The clerk said to you and continued. “What is the name I will sign you with?”

“Prince Alric Perenolde.” You said and smiled.

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>>5083310

Having enrolled into the tournament officially, you headed back into the Stormwind Keep and your room. The feast should start in the early evening and before that you really had just time to spend. The living room was big enough for you to take out your sword and practice with it. To entertain yourself, you practiced some more unorthodox stances. Stances that wouldn’t be normally used, but felt fun to practice.

After an hour of swinging the sword around the living room, there was a knock on the door. You sheath your sword and called whoever was knocking the door in.

It was the Old Clothier with a pair of assistants with him.

“Good Prince, your new clothes are ready.” He said to you.

“This fast?”

“We are proud to call ourselves professionals.”

“Then show what you have made.”

The assistants put a box on the living room table and the Old Clothier opened it.

“First we have a robe made from Alterac orange coloured smooth silk with embroidery done with red thread. A row of golden buttons on the left side. It has long loose sleeves, cuffs have golden buttons and it has a high collar. It is supposed to be worn without an undershirt.”

Old Clothier took out the robe and spread it out for you to see. The embroidery was half geometric and half flowery and really made the orange colour pop out. It reached below your knees.

“Orange after all was the colour of Alterac, am I right?” The Old Clothier said.

“That is very much true.” You said and was astonished by the quality of the cloth and the work itself.

“Next we have the outer robe supposed to be worn over the first robe. It is made from thicker cloth, this time of crimson colour with the lining of yellow embroidery. The sleeves are half length and it can be closed with a set of golden buttons.”

Old Clothier passed the outer robe to one of his assistants and took out the last piece of clothing. The outer crimson robe was just as long as the orange robe.

“This sash is made from sturdy black cloth that is supposed to protect the under robe from wear and tear of your sword belt. It also keeps the robe tightly on you.” The Old Clothier said and smiled. “Please try them on.”

With the guidance of the Old Clothier, you took off your leather jacket and your white undershirt before removing your sword belt. One of the assistants passed you the orange robe that quite snugly fit your body, but felt really light on you. The robe was so smooth and comfortable. You closed the buttons and took the black sash that you wrapped around your waist before you tighten your sword belt on top of it.

“You can wear the robe alone without the outer garment, but they are supposed to wear both of them.” The Old Clothier said and gave you the crimson robe that you then put on.

You stretched yourself with all the new clothes and found that none of your movement was restricted. The outer robe didn’t get in your way as you went for your sword or your rondel dagger.

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>>5083314

“This is really well made, where did you find the plans for this?” You asked the Old Clothier. “I think I remember reading a description of this type of clothing, but it must have been from the age before my father.”

“The master of my master once travelled across the world and learned the techniques and made drawings and guides of the clothing he witnessed. I was lucky to have some of the orange silk in storage and now I got to use it.”

You looked at your reflection in a mirror and the person you saw was definitely Alteraci, but maybe two hundred years before your time. But that was perfect, with this you would definitely be seen, but also seen as Alteraci. A beneficial piece of clothing that showed that you didn’t have anything to hide or avoided to not be seen.

“I must say this is better than what I expected. You have done really impressive work.”

“Thank you good Prince.” The Old Clothier said and bowed deeply.

Now you had a quite fancy set of clothing for the feast of today.

You had paid the Old Clothier with the coin given by Jaina. The Old Clothier gave you a written set of notes on how to take care of the clothes and his address if you ever needed more clothes like this. He could make them and then have them shipped to you. Not that often he gets a chance to make clothing for a member of the nobility and he wished that everyone would see this set of clothes and be fascinated by them.

You promised that you would at least try to do that.

…

It was time for the feast. You had been prancing around your room with your new clothes on and carefully eaten some grapes and avoided staining the robes. You had asked Lieutenant Beckston to escort you to the grand hall. When Lieutenant Beckston saw you with your new clothes, at least he was astonished by how good they looked. He did comment that it looked a bit old fashioned, but it looked really good on you.

With Beckston and a pair of Kul Tiran Swashbucklers following you, the servants and guests that weren’t in the grand hall yet made way for you. As you passed them, they gave you peculiar looks, but they also greeted you by bowing deeply.

Reaching the closed door to the hall, you had to make the decision of how you would enter. Would you have the steward announce your arrival, or would you just sneak in without making a scene? Or maybe something between that?


>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here.
>The steward doesn’t have to announce you, but enter from the front door like other important people.
>Find a side door and enter the grand hall from there. Better for you to just appear there without a warning.
>Other, write in.

QM: Clothing inspired by the Cossack/Polish zupan

>>5083053
>The tournament grounds are nearby, go see them and enroll in the tournament officially.

Might as well show off our martial skills.

>>5083327

A vote bit too late. I had some problems updating the thread when I prepared to update, the site was slow to respond.

>>5083322
>>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here

>>5083322
>The steward doesn’t have to announce you, but enter from the front door like other important people.

>>5083322
>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here.
Here we go.

>>5083322
>>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here.

We are the Prince of Alterac.

>>5083322
>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here.

>>5083322
>The steward doesn’t have to announce you, but enter from the front door like other important people.
On one hand we came here to show ourselves but I'm not convinced it's good idea to make too deliberate a showing on feast to which we were not even invited by name.

I mean, if the steward announces notable guests routinely we can be one of them, but don't make arrangements to stand out (aside from wearing the new outfit)

>>5083322
>Full entrance, you have a beautiful set of clothes and you want to keep your small promise to the Old Clothier. Have everyone know that you are here.

As much as fun it s the idea to spook people by entering with stealth, or being more reasonable with just entering along the other nobles, is inevitable that people will see us. Rumors of another Prince in the city are probably already around and our attire isn't mild, neither does it conceal his nature or his symbology and i doubt a lower noble would have one. This might be fun, at least for the faces and reactions of everyone when we enter.

Full entrance wins. Give me a roll.


>1d10
>Best of three

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5083779

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5083779
The Alterac shall rise again!

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5083779

>5

You told Lieutenant Beckston and the escorting men that you didn’t require their services anymore and they were free to do as they want. Beckston saluted you before he and the men left you.

Steward stood next to the large door with a pair of guards. When there is a large feast or celebration it is customary for the steward to announce people who arrive there if they are important people. The rumour must have spread that there was an Alteraci prince in Stormwind and some most likely had already seen or recognized you. So just appearing into the feast unannounced could be seen as weird and people might get the idea that you are afraid of attention.

So the only true option was to be announced and take in all the curious and peculiar looks from the people already there.

“Good evening Sir, may I ask who you might be?” The steward asked you politely, he sadly didn’t recognize you.

“Prince Alric Perenolde, the Prince of Alterac.” You answered back.

The steward was surprised to hear your name, but he concealed it well.

“Sincere apologies my Prince, I should have recognized you.” He said and bowed deeply.

You waved his concerns away with your hand and just responded with a nod. The steward signaled the two guards at the door who then pulled the heavy door open to allow you to step in.

“Prince Alric Perenolde, the Prince of Alterac.” The steward announced you to the feast with his clear deep voice.

As you stepped inside the grand hall and that it was nearly already full with people, you couldn’t have avoided noticing for how for a briefest of moments there was a lull in discussion as people either turned to see who was coming or they gave a quick glance at you.

Two rows of tables had been set in the hall with King Varian and his guests having their table on a raised pedestal where they could watch over the feast. Prince Arthas and King Terenas sat next on his left and to his right were Admiral Daelin Proudmoore, Glenn Greymane and Thoras Trollbane. Calia and Jaina sat next to King Terenas and a woman who you thought was Queen Tiffin. You could only recognize Lord Uther and Tirion Fordring sitting with the King, probably the rest of the paladins had declined or they were momentarily elsewhere.

You took a cup of wine from a servant that signaled the people still watching to turn their heads away. The lull disappeared and the constant drone of conversations and the bards playing music filled the hall. From the clothing you could recognize a group of burghers and traders, then there were dozens and dozens of noblemen and women sitting next to the table or standing around the hall socialising. Closer to the King your eyes got, more richer and well off their clothing seemed to be. These probably were the members of the Stormwind House of Nobles. They were the old noble houses and aristocrats who had immense power in Stormwind and who King Varian couldn’t just ignore.

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>>5084236

In your mind were the things you had refreshed back on the battleship about courtly manners and etiquette that you had learned from Maura Garside. You kept moving somewhat aimlessly to seem like you knew what you were doing as you scanned the crowds. You knew that you had made your entrance and sooner or later someone would come to introduce themselves to you and from there the proverbial ice has been broken. You would be seen talking with someone and then others would join.

As you thought about it, what you expected did happen.

“Prince Perenolde, may I speak to you.” A voice came behind you. You turned around and saw a small and wiry man that had a mousy look about him. He was wearing a set of quite normal looking clothes, not even as fancy as the clothes burghers were wearing, but he did have a red bandana around his throat. The man extended his hand.

“Yes, may I ask your name?” You asked back and prepared to shake his hand.

“Edwin VanCleef, the master architect of Stormwind and the Guildmaster of the Stonemasons Guild.” He said to you as the two of you shook hands.

“Prince Alric Perenolde.” You said back and continued. “So you are responsible for the reconstruction of Stormwind?”

“Yes, that would be correct. Of course I didn’t do it alone, but I am responsible for it.” VanCleef said with a small smile. “What did you think about the Cathedral of Light? That is my finest work.”

“It was beautiful, I have never been in a cathedral like that.” You said to him which technically was true, the cathedral in Alterac City was more like a big church and not a mighty cathedral. “But I presume you didn’t come to ask about my opinion on architectural matters?”

“Immediately into business? Prince Alric, you aren’t wasting any time. To keep things short, we of the Stonemasons Guild are always looking for prospective customers.” VanCleef said to you.

“You must know that I don’t exactly have yet a city to rebuild.” You said back to him.

“Oh definitely, rumours of the Prince Without His Kingdom have spread far and wide. What I am talking about is more mundane trade. We have plenty of all sorts of workers and artisans under our guild and we would like to diversify our portfolio of professions and sources of income.” VanCleef explained.

“So just matters of cutting stone and construction is not enough and you have to step on the toes of other guilds?” You asked as you were slightly peeved by the name the rumour called you. Your kingdom was the people that you served.

“Something like that yes.” VanCleef said to you and nodded.


>Ask VanCleef about the trade opportunities and the reasons why the Stonemasons Guild is willing to step on toes of other guilds, there is more to this than he is saying.
>The rumours he had heard were interesting, what kind of word has spread to Stormwind about you?
>Ask him who other guests or important people you should meet while you are here?
>Other, write in.

>>5084250
>Ask VanCleef about the trade opportunities and the reasons why the Stonemasons Guild is willing to step on toes of other guilds, there is more to this than he is saying.

We of course are always looking for opportunities to help rebuild alterac, perhaps we can get his help to set up our mines or to help with future city planning and development.

>>5084250
>>Ask VanCleef about the trade opportunities and the reasons why the Stonemasons Guild is willing to step on toes of other guilds, there is more to this than he is saying.

Specifically if his men would be willing to work that far north, what their prices are and what is extent of their expertise in civil development as well as martial ones. Additionally we might be interested in teachers or more experienced craftsmen as we have some free workforce...

Aside from developing Dawnholme there is matter of trade route to Andorhal. Whether we take the crossroads from the Ogres and Syndicate, or decide to find alternative through the wilderness, there is opportunity for construction contracts there, but with security concerns...

>>5084250
>>Ask VanCleef about the trade opportunities and the reasons why the Stonemasons Guild is willing to step on toes of other guilds, there is more to this than he is saying.
>>The rumours he had heard were interesting, what kind of word has spread to Stormwind about you?

Queen Tiffin is alive so the riots haven't happened yet.

>>5084250
>>The rumours he had heard were interesting, what kind of word has spread to Stormwind about you?

I wonder what the paladins are up to. Kinda regret not chatting them up now, hopefully we didn’t miss something too critical.

>>5084317
Could be that Dathrohan and Gavinrad aren't the type to go to feasts.

>>5084250
>>Ask VanCleef about the trade opportunities and the reasons why the Stonemasons Guild is willing to step on toes of other guilds, there is more to this than he is saying

An interesting idea. Though what they want to gain ? First for trade with such a distance ? Resources ? Secure future contracts ? Mention that our restored realm is near more than one danger. Ogres, Gnolls, Kobolds, Orcs and lawless bandits. We aren t a stranger to war, but no decisive victory over a foe was accomplished on the homefront not even with our army many victories. So they should consider to bring some protection upon arriving here.