Hello Good sirs and fair ladies (even if the existence of women on the uncharted expanses of the internet has only been heard by us by tales and myths), Local Lord Quest is back after a period of absence. Where were we ? Ah, yes, of course, our brave Charles was travelling towards Pleasantville, the fief of Count Careless, who had summoned him and lady Takable in his halls after a quarrel with the perfidious baron Crook Wickedson. To accompany them in this dangerous journey, since our protagonists had chosen to take a shortcut through hills full of kobold slavers, the count has sent his second son, Isnott Careless, a young man who reads too much and does not enough exercise. Fortunately they have some brave soldiers and knights with them. For those who join us now in this glorious journey here are the links towards our next adventures. >https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5085315/ : thread 1>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5134375/ : thread 2>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5194246/ : thread 3>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5314154/ : thread 4>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5422744/ : thread 5>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5481110/ : thread 6If you have questions do not hesitate to ask good sirs, I hope the continuation of our adventure will be as enjoyable as it's beginnings.Before the continuation of our adventures we will, as per tradition, begin with a short prologue. And this time it will be about the turbaned fellows that your visit of the tomb of Leman's brother. ====PROLOGUE :The cold, he could not get used to the cold, marching was hard, pillaging villages, even if he was a peasant, was not so hard, especially against infidels but the cold, no, how could people live like this ? It was scandalous. Mahmud exclaimed loudly to the three fellows that were near him while trying to extract his foot from a pile of mud. -The cold... How could the franks live in this cold ! It is the middle of the day... And it is as cold as the night back home. Saddam, the leader of their group, and the only true soldier among them, if we can call a caravan guard like that, laughed at this, he explained.-They have their clothing, it is thick and helps them, and see how the franks in the village that we burned were small and fat, and with their beards it protects them from the cold. The young Salim asked their leader, curious. -Were they Genoese franks ? My father saw a frank from Genoa one day and if we are back home I would want to ask...But Saddam cut him.-No, not Genoese franks, I saw some merchants from there, they are taller than this, and their climate is told to be not this cold... They are maybe franks from far away lands like France and this island, England, or even franks from their Empire.
>>5561322Mahmud sighted, for him a frank was a frank, no matter where he came from, he was not a well travelled caravan guard, he was a simple farmer who grew his crops around the Nile and he really hated those grasslands, hills and trees under a cold, grey sky. And the rain... It was raining every time.-I do not know, but those Franks were too small to have coats at our size, and now my feet are cold... By Allah I wonder what kind of Jinn has sent us here... We should have been fighting with the mongols under the sun and not trying to fight this mud... The evil Jaffar practically spat at him. He was already sour in their village, and now he was even more sour in campaign.-Ah yes, Mahmud is cold, maybe he wants to go back to his three wives so they could help him. He wants sun, he may ask what he wants to the jinns, it was him who cursed our column ! He is doing dark mag...Mahmud could not tolerate this and told.-Shut up ! I know that you cannot bear the fact that I have three wives and that I have married Aisha after what happened to her, but it was not her fault and if you...-Only a dishonourable man marries dishonoured women you fennec !They would have begun fighting if not Saddam who said. -By Allah behave yourselves or I will give you a taste of my shoe ! It was definitely more humiliating than beating them with the scabbard of his sword. Mahmud agreed to remain calm, he knew that it was poorly seen that, having already two wives, a rare thing amongst peasants, he married a third one who had been raped and who instead of killing herself our of shame tried to live. Some people blamed Aisha... Sweet Aisha, what could she have done against those bandits ? For him she was to be pitied and not reviled... But Mahmud knew that he was a soft man, it was like this... Even his parents, when they were alive, told him that, and now his three mothers in law told him this too. Heh, if everybody knew what having three mothers in law meant they would probably not call him too lucky. It made him think of Zahira and of Fatima too. And his children, would he see them again ? He had been called by his emir even when he didn't knew how to fight and feared his first battle, fortunately he had only to kill unarmed frankish peasants for now. He hoped that he had not to be in the first line during the next skirmish, fortunately he was now a scout and he was climbing some muddy hill instead of being with the rest of the troops, he could run instead of fight if he saw the enemy. It was in those thoughts that he saw Saddam tell. -Lie down ! Now ! Before they see us !But it was too late, the small troop of armoured horsemen bellow the hill that they had just climbed saw them. Mahmud did not knew what to do. But strangely a robed figure left the ranks of the Franks and engaged them.
>>5561325The figure showed itself and removed it's hood, to reveal the face of a pink haired woman. What a strange sight ! The young Salim told.-Pink hair... It is not natural ! I am sure she consorts with Jinns !Saddam tried to calm him looking at the small group of armoured horsemen that surrounded her and estimating their chances of survival as void if it came to blows.-No, no, Franks are simply strange, once I saw a yellow haired slave girl in Alexandria, she had green eyes too. They are a people of many colours. The others, who had seldom, if ever, left their village looked at each other. But Mahmud had to agree, Franks were strange, those that their column had killed were very short and had often yellow or even once orange hair and they were quite strong, and he had heard that other strange people lived in the cold north. One of his grandfathers who knew a friend who had travelled to Constantinople, the capital of the romans, spoke about the Varangian guard, yellow haired men strongly built, armed with axes and high as palm trees who guarded the Roman Emperors. He was glad that they had to fight those short men in battle, and that they were lightly armed, being sent by magic in the Varangian lands would have been terrifying. But when Mahmud was thinking about this the pink haired woman spoke, she spoke arabic but with a strange voice, a kind of high pitched male voice, a not very feminine voice, maybe she was a man, she was far away and who knows what Franks look like... Or maybe it was an eunuch ? -Salamaleykum. It said. And everyone seemed panicked. What to answer. The young Salim tried to propose something but Saddam cut him. -I could try to throw a javelin at the jinn and...-This has nothing to do with jinns. Jaffar suggested. -You are the leader Saddam, do something before those armoured men cut our innards open.-I do not know ! I was a caravan guard by Allah ! Not an ambassador ! I was here to be silent and grunt sometimes and look menacing, but I am not menacing enough to make ten armoured horsemen flee. It was Mahmud that had the courage to answer. -Aleykum Salam.This made the creature smile and it explained in good Arabic.-I am happy to see you at least, brave people. We have learned that a magical anomaly had taken your brave warriors in our territories and, since the Free City of Diver-City is always ready to help refugees the city council that I, ambassador Fourtione, represents decided to let you live among us. In diver city refugees are welcome, and we will need brave armed men like you. Can you let me see your leader ?
>>5561326This made some of the armoured men agree, one of them even removed his helmet, to show the face of a Nubian ! By Allah thought Mahmud, the Franks and the Nubians were allied... It smelled of treachery. He decided to tell.-I... How can we know that we can trust you ? I mean, our men might have ransacked some villages and...The strange pink haired fellow made a dismissive gesture and explained.-Do not worry about this, those dwarves were reclusive, and not very tolerant. And their lands were needed for Globocorp so we will write it as an accident. Besides external attacks are just part and parcel of living outside a big city.Mahmud did not knew what to ask. He was maybe a peasant, but he was not stupid, if killing peasants wasn't important because they disturbed this "Globocorp" he might have been a powerful emir... Maybe it was a Frankish name. And if they needed warriors it meant that they were ready to wage war... If this Fourtione said the truth. He tried to explain.-Hum... And might I ask you who is this sheikh Globocorp that you speak of ?-Oh, sorry, it is simply our urban dialect, it is how we call the powerful corporation of Explorers, Mapmakers and Globemakers, a powerful force in our port city. They have just discovered a new plant : onions, and they wanted to plant it here but the dwarves refused. With your fortunate arrival the problem was solved.Mahmud did not listen to the sentence after "port city" if it was a port city it meant that there was a see, and if there was a see it meant that there were boats, and probably boats that will bring him back home. He looked at his companions and they seemed to understand the same thing. But better be careful. He decided to look thrustworthy while asking the ambassador to part with his guardsmen, what if they decided to jump on the Emir and kill him even if they were killed by his army. They might be dangerous fanatics like those Shia dogs called hashashins.-We will escort you to the Emir, ambassador. We are peaceful people following a religion of peace, even if we were marching to war and thought that we were in enemy territory. We shall bring you to the Emir, but only if you part with your armed escort. After a moment of thought the ambassador nodded.-Then it shall be done, brave warriors following a religion of peace. Let us go...=============================Before I post what happens with us in the meantime I have to remind you that in the last post in Local Lord VI you stopped your column in the hills for the night and you decided to try to speak with Isnott before rolling. Your rolls failed and you told that you will try to see Lady Takable if they failed so here is the answer to this.
>>5561332You decided to try to give some wine to the young man, maybe it would cheer him up but he refused saying that he didn't need to drink. He seemed to not want to engage anymore and when you saw him taking a damned book and a glowing stone you understood that he will lose his evening reading instead of doing something amusing or useful. Well.. you were at a bit of loss and decided to come see Lady Rose instead.She was lying under a kind of blanket and you asked her if she was well. She nodded and told.-I am simply cold Charles.You proposed her, out of politeness, to move her closer to the campfire but she shook her head and made sign for you to come closer. Once you laid near her she nodded and huddled against you like a little cat. You smiled and silently nodded, deciding to sleep near her, under your cape. You knew about some occitan maidens whose vision of courtly love was to lie naked near their lover and ask him not to deflower them to show their devotion to the ideals of love. You thought that it was pure cruelty. But here there was no cruelty, even if you were more than a bit aroused by your proximity with your lady, she simply was cold and wanted a reassuring presence near her. You asked.-Is it your first time outside without a tent.She nodded and looked at the sky, even if you were in autumn and it was quite cold the stars were all visible, tomorrow should be a sunny day. Looking at the stars she said.-Are the stars the same in your lands.You were not an astronomer but you knew that it was not the case so you answered honestly.-No, they are not, but they are not.-I loved to gaze at the stars when I was a little girl, I imagined that they are some kind of gems and that I could touch them.You found the idea adorable.-If I could I would have made you a diadem of them my sweet lady.Her face brightened with a smile while she looked at you with a deep look before huddling closer. Her thanks was in her eyes and you understood that she didn't doubted at any moment that you would be able to do it out of sheer devotion. Such must be the relationship between a knight and his lady you thought when you sensed that she fell asleep. She looked like innocence personified while she slept like this and a part of you wanted to fall asleep hugging her. You had to be wed after all... But on the other side, some vile pagans who would not believe in a French knight's honour (such people existed unfortunately) could try to use it against you, saying that you had done more than to sleep with her. And since she was the ward of Baron Crook he could probably punish you for deflowering her. What to do ? >It would be wise to sleep on your own.>Let the naysayers bark, you are above their lies.>Other (write in)
>>5561336It's back! A gift from the Lord!>Let the naysayers bark, you are above their lies.The words of pagans are worth less than those of a peasant or God forbid, a Lombardic Jew. Also, that prologue...I'm interested in what these Saracens are going to do, they're a likable bunch even if they worship Baphomet
>>5561336>Let the naysayers bark, you are above their lies.I see the Local Lord arrives just as I'm going to sleep. I wish good luck upon you all while I plunge into deep slumber, my lords. May your enemies be as impotent in battle as they are in bed and your "bitches" be many.
>>5561322Welcome back, for a second I though you abandoned us>>5561336>It would be wise to sleep on your own.Control thy urges
>>5561336>Let the naysayers bark, you are above their lies.Welcome back, LLQM!
>>5561336>>Let the naysayers bark, you are above their lies.
>>5561344A lombardic jew ? By Saint Denis how can a man hold so much perfidy in his body ? I am certain that he shall explode like a barrel of peat hit by greek fire !And yes, I am back and we will follow the saracens in some other prologues. >>5561511Thank you good sir, good night to you.>>5561524No way ! I am not a knave who abandons his brave (and pious judging by your answer) bannermen on the field of battle like king John Lackland or a scheming traitor like Marigny.>>5561561Thank you, it is always a pleasure. >>5561645You loved your lady, and you were not interested in what some pagans would say. Lady Takable's honor was important to you and sleeping with her in a cold autumn night might me a good idea to not catch a cold even if your men lit some fires. Even your soldiers slept next to each others, just like in a castle in winter it was customary to let all the guests sleep together in the lordly bed. Huge castles, or outdoors were cold, and it what made them great, you still remembered fondly breaking the thin slice of ice in the water buckets that your father's servants left you to clean yourself in the morning. It is forges character.To be honest you passed a good night, your fair lady was soft and smelled divinely of strawberries, as always. She was still sleeping when you felt a hand shaking your shoulder. It was your brave Godefroi, always vigilant.-It is dawn Monseigneur. We should go.By the heavens, you were sleeping near a woman that could only be described in tales and he talked to you about waking up... And... ouch... The ground hadn't been kind to you and your back hurt a bit. You told.-Yes... Yes....-Quickly monseigneur, we must arrive before the baron...You nodded and tried to wake up the nice Lady Rose with a kiss on her neck, you were berthroted after all and since nobody was watching it was the best way to do it. She moaned adorably and tried to to huddle more towards you but you whispered in her ear. -My lady, unfortunately we must rise at dawn to catch the...-Oh Charles, I would have wanted to..-I know, but people are watch...You couldn't tell how it worked but the half asleep lady rose and like some kind of small cute animal she rose her head, watched everything around her, opened her eyes greatly, reddened and explained you.-I... Yes, we should go, it was an excellent night Charles. Becky ! Becky, be kind and help me do my hair. Of course, not wanting to disturb the ladies during this exercise you decided to see how your men were rising. Fortunately one of cop's sons was keeping watch, and hitting his sleeping brother with the handle of his spear to wake him up while Godefroi kicked those who slept near the fire. -Raise, wake up you maggots ! It is time to move !
>>5561815There were groans, but not insults, they knew better than to insult the knight that taught them to fight, it was a good sign, it meant that discipline was respected and that, like you before them, the young soldiers would hate Godefroi before understanding that his teaching saved their lives multiple times. Always charitable and helpful you decided to participate in this waking up, while looking at Brother Louis who was already risen and who was doing his first morning prayers (you would join him in the second round), you decided to kick Ancel in the ribs, for good measure. -Wake up maraud ! Stop snoozing in your wine. -Eh... messire... Yes.. Yes... I am waking up messire. And it was done. Well, almost, Isnott Careless was still sleeping and slow to rise. Your knights feared to anger the count's son and his men were hesitating too, not wanting to put their leader in a foul mood. You sighed and decided to rise the lazy reader yourself. Shaking him vigorously you explained. -It is time lord Isnott, we have to leave.-Mmmmhgngph...-Lord Isnott... We are all waiting for you it...-Mmmhph I will... Justamomentplease....You wondered if you should throw a bucket of water at him, like Godefroi did when you were his squire. But it would not have been proper. Maybe you should scream that his precious book has been thrown into the campfire, but he might not appreciate the joke. You then heard Ancel saying one of your men.-The brat has a golden ring, if we cut his throat and pretend that it was an accident we could...He saw the cold stare that you made at him and quickly told.-I... I was simply joking monseigneur... You know me, nobody is a more loyal and honest servant than...Ancel, if he didn't exist someone would have to invent him. You decided to put an end to his antics and ordered to move.-Yes, yes, well. Prepare to saddle the horses.While you prayed with Brother Louis and Godefroi the men saddled the horses and Lady Takable was doing her hair with the help of her handmaiden. The sun was slowly rising in the east and while everybody prepared to continue the journey. You would eat some cold provisions on your horses unfortunately, such were the rules of campaigning when you were in a hurry. During all this time Isnott finally rose, and grumbled something before mounting his horse. Since he was not the only one to be in a foul mood because he was awoken up early the first part of your third travelling day was silent and uneventful. You decided to stop at noon on a forested hill to rest the horses, your brave Ancel and Brother Louis having managed to kill two rabbits (the knight with a bow and Ancel by seeing an old trap that must have been left here by braconeers) and some of the count's men having managed to catch a small kind of rat sized lizard. You were suspicious at first but once prepared it tasted like frogs, and you liked frogs even if you had rarely an occasion to eat them.
>>5561818You asked your companions. -How is this beast called ? It is surprisingly tasty.Rose, always happy to help explained.-It is a Saurinid, we eat them rarely because they live in the hills but in a soup they can be delicious. And some people make boots and saddles with their hides.But Isnott corrected her. -Yes, and they live near Kobold Colonies, the kobolds domesticate them... We are in savage lands here, they are sparsely populated and dangerous. Until we leave this most remote part of the Hills of Benny we should remain careful.For once he said something relatively intelligent. Maybe it was because he hadn't read in the morning, his thoughts, not sucked by the books could in these circumstances produce an idea. You asked him. -Does any of your men knows the region well ?He nodded.-Yes, Goglmaps is our best guide in these regions. He then called him, it was a short brown haired and bearded man who seemed to be in his thirties. He bowed before you and asked what he could do before you told. -How many time we should spend in these dangerous hills ? The man seemed to hesitate. He showed you some cliffs and hills with very rough slopes who looked quite beautiful under the sun. And he showed you the biggest one, it was not as rough as the others, it looked like... Like a huge ass, it should have made Ancel laugh but there were ladies here so you did as if you hadn't seen this particularity in the landscape. -Do you see the big hill m'lord ? It is the butt of Spencer, it's how we call it, and this one, with rough slopes, it's the Hill of Terrence, there is a pathway between these two, if we take it we are in a village at night, with wooden walls and everything. If we turn around them well, we will need one more day to come back to civilisation... -Then we should take this pass...-Well, m'lord, we are well armed and numerous, but since this pass is important and the butt is the biggest hill of these lands, Kobolds often have some sentries here to see travellers from afar and assemble their men. Of course we might be too numerous for them to attack, but the pass is between two cliffs and very rough slopes, and if they ambush us and throw rocks or javelins it could turn ugly... You agreed with him, you had seen, when you were a young squire, what an ambush in a mountain pass could do. In Aragon the locals managed to beat back the french chivalry, the best in the world, by ambushing them in mountain passes. Of course when it came to blows the knights slaughtered the aragonese heretics but the supply convoys that were not guarded by knights were easy prey. And you had to protect a lady here.
>>5561820On the other side, passing one more night in the territory of these kobolds that you never saw was risky too, they could ambush you and slaughter you while you slept, if one of them was lucky and killed one of your sentries... It was a hard dilemna. >We shall pass between those two hills, fortune favours the bold. >We shall take a longer road, we travel with ladies after all and their safety is of utmost importance. >Other (write in)
>>5561821>We shall pass between those two hills, fortune favours the bold. Are we not men, capable of protecting our women from little lizards or Saracens, or whatever these kobolds are? God is with us, men! Charge!
>>5561821>We shall pass between those two hills, fortune favours the bold.>But send Ancel ahead as a sentry just as these Kobolds do. Ancel will surely be able to spot any of these lizards or their tracks before we reach the pass, where we may deal with them on our terms
>>5561821>We shall take a longer road, we travel with ladies after all and their safety is of utmost importance.We're at a disadvantage here And have to protect a woman, her maid and... well, Incell could count as one too, if I wanted to be rude, which I am not.>>5561815There is something comfortable about waking up to a post about waking up.>>5561818>they knew better than to insult the knight that taught them to fightGood, good. They might even survive till next winter! Kek.[/spoiler>your brave Ancel and Brother Louis having managed to kill two rabbits (the knight with a bow and Ancel by seeing an old trap that must have been left here by braconeers)I am confused, is Brother Louis a knight? Since when is he wielding a bow?>>5561820>GoglmapsOh god.
>>5561826You speak like a true knight ! Montjoie !>>5561838A wise choice indeed.>>5562029Hahahaha, he is more like a defrocked monk !And about Brother Louis he must have taken the bow from a guardsman. Like all knights he would never use it in combat but unfortunately rabbits and pheasants have the bad habit of not engaging in open battle against brave frenchmen. So like a lot of noblemen of those times he hunts with falcons, bows and crossbows and since only a bow was available here he used it. Of course Templars normally were forbidden from hunting, the rules of their order only permitted to hunt lions because of Peter 5:8: “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour”. But when it was not as a pleasure but to feed their companions in campaign it was of course not forbidden. And well, before the hills one of Isnott's men who guided us was Gepees, these Pleasantville fellows have curious names. >>5562029You decided that it was better to take the shortest path, after all you needed to get ahead of the baron. So you told the man.-We will go between the hills, we have twenty good men it should be easy to rout any group foolish enough to attack us.Your companions seemed to agree, but before leaving you decided to ask.-We can maybe send Ancel ahead he should be able to see these small Saracens.Goglmaps seemed to disagree.-With all due respect m'lord... It will be hard.. These kobold slavers are nasty and they often hide in tunnels.-But they must come out of them to watch for travellers no ?-Yes, but they come from a tunnel and leave from another, they have a huge system of galeries here.Strange, it was very strange... Even the Saracens in the massif des Maures were unable to build such wonders. You decided to ask the question to some of your companions. -Is it true ?Isnott agreed.-Yes, the kobolds slavers, not the wild kobolds, have a very well organised society, a strange hierarchy and they are able to build a lot of tunnels from the underworld. -You cannot smoke them out ?-No, it leads to the underworld, a huge network of caves under the surface. We mine there too and we have colonies, but the Kobolds use it to travel and sell their slaves all over the world. They have even entire subterranean cities but most of the accesses are too small for humans.
>>5562639The thought made you frown. So they could not be smoked out, but these city stories were probably legends. How could people grow crops without any sun ? Or see something in the dark ? It would demand them to have a gigantic amount of torches. Impossible, there was only hell bellow the earth. Not cities of small half lizard, half snake, half pig, half rat and half Saracen men... It made no sense, there were too many halves. But out of curiosity you asked.-And those cities, someone saw them ?He nodded.-Yes, those who come back from slavery see it, and they were described in the stories about the campaigns of the Emperor Tremendus Koboldsbane of the Genocide dynasty.The Genocide dynasty ? You remembered that one of them had conquered the mountains to the north of Bifuria. They seemed to be quite energetic rulers but since Isnott knew about them in books you doubted the practicality of this knowledge. Seeing that you had finished eating you ordered to get to the horses, it was time to continue riding forward.You were quite silent during your travel, watching the pine trees on the most forested of the hills and waiting for Ancel, who had ran forward, to come back. You preferred to be safe than sorry. You were quite close to the pass when your brave scout ran towards you from a rough slope and explained. -Messire ! Messire ! There is small lizard-pig-rat men on both sides of the pass ! They have slings and javelins and they have prepared boulders to throw them at the people who would pass under them.-How many ? -At least thirty messire, but they are small, three feet high no more, and poorly armed. So the stories were true, you were curious about these kobolds, there could really be such ugly creatures ? It was a hard choice, you knew that on these rough slopes your horses would not be useful, you would need to fight on foot. But if you dismounted and let some men behind to guard the horses maybe they would be attacked by kobolds coming from a hidden tunnel. You had twenty fighting men, what to do ? >Split your men into two groups of ten, one will dismount and attack the kobolds that try to ambush the pass, the other will guard the horses. >Keep a small number of men around the horses, the rest will dismount and slaughter the slavers. >Try to pass quickly in the passe, gallop on the other side before the slavers have time to react. >Why not trying to negotiate ? Go speak with the slavers, and maybe take someone of your choice with you, they might perhaps be reasoned with.>Other (write in)
>>5562641>Make 6 men form a rear guard to keep an eye out for tunnelers coming from behind us>Why not trying to negotiate ? Go speak with the slavers, and maybe take someone of your choice with you, they might perhaps be reasoned with.Leaving Ancel at these midgets' mercy is a sacrifice that I am willing to make.>>5562639>Goglmaps and Gepees>Pleasantville fellowsWhile that is true and right, I hear those weird name trends all originate from Silly Con Valley. As the name suggests, that place brings the worst out of a man, it truly is a scourge to humanity.
>>5562641>Split your men into two groups of ten, one will dismount and attack the kobolds that try to ambush the pass, the other will guard the horses. A good man should be worth several of these beastly Indian heathens, and our knights worth many more than that. As such, with ten of us against thirty of them, they are already outnumbered! That is simply mathematical fact.
>>5562641>>Split your men into two groups of ten, one will dismount and attack the kobolds that try to ambush the pass, the other will guard the horses.
>>5562641>>Keep a small number of men around the horses, the rest will dismount and slaughter the slavers.
>>5562686Poor Ancel, he never deserved it. And if the silly conmen that live here truly name their children this way the we should kill them all and poison their wells, maybe it will spread a deadly virus that will put an end to their existence. >>5562867Well said good sir, numbers are no match for valor, it is why a knight is worth more than a dozen peasants. >>5562955>>5563116>>5563323You thought that even if those small Saracens received reinforcements your men were french knights, well three of them at least and with you it made four brave men. You took Ancel too, he knew were the enemy was, and three guardsmen. You decided to take two of the eight Isnott's men. The rest will be left with him and the women.-Godefroi, Bohémond, Brother Louis, Ancel, come with me. Cop, order three men to come with us. And help Lord Isnott take care of the women in case of an attack. Dear Isnott, I am sorry to leave you here and I know that you would have liked to take part in the battle but your life is very precious to us as a son of our Count and the ladies need a brave knight to protect them.You ignored if Isnott understood that you politely considered him to not be very useful in battle but he didn't complain, agreeing with you. Cop, your guardsman nodded, he was competent and having a man like him could greatly help if Isnott proved to be an inept commander. The guard said.-Fed, Canon and Fodder come with our lord, Swat and Redshirt stay with me. They were good men, you saw them at training and their spears and shields could prove useful. You then told Isnott.-May I take Goglmaps and one of your other men with us, they know the land and I will need ten men. The woman that served in Isnott's forces implored both of you.-Mylords, please take me, I want to...-Be silent, woman, battlefields are not the place for ladies or farmgirls. Stay with the other women.
>>5563531She seemed ready to burst out at your wise counsel but kept her mouth shut. At least she was able to understand simple instructions, it was already exceptional for a woman and explained maybe why she was in the guard. Indians had queer customs after all. Finally Isnott sent Gepees. And you ordered.-We will dismount and climb here and attack the ambushers, they will have no chance against us !The men cheered and you began to dismount. While you were departing the brave lady Takable told you.-Charles...-Yes my lady ? -I... Want you to know that I love you with all my hearth while you go into battle and that I will pray for you... Even if we do not share the same gods, I hope that it will help you find resolve.. I know that I gave you my favour when you fought for me in a duel but in Bifuria, the women have a custom to give something to the warriors who will battle. Take this... And come back alive please.She then gave you a ribbon with a simple cross embroidered on it. It was so kind of her that you kissed her immediately, both of you embracing each other while your men waited. It was these moments that reminded you why you fought, not only for faith and for the glory of it but to marry the woman you loved too. Partying with her and swearing to be careful you put your helmet on and began to climb.You noticed that Bohémond was wearing a green armband, given probably by lady Takable's handmaiden. He was the youngest and he told you.-Haha, I cannot see the slaver's yet. Hurry up we have to move.Godefroi, who was older, grumbled in his beard.-When I was twenty I would have done this even faster... But now.. wait us a bit, and compose a song, you bard instead of mocking your elders.This made you smile, and honestly you were not in a too great hurry. Bohémond laughed too and began to compose something about piercing the flank of the enemy "Et on leur percera le flanc", but he hadn't time to finish to compose the melody when, after some rough slopes, Ancel saw that you were coming towards a huge number of figures readying for an ambush.They were Kobolds, effectively, you had to admit that you were wrong, they were truly something between the rat, the lizard and the pig. They were very ugly and a bit more than three feet tall. Most of them wore only loincloths and they were armed with crude clubs, nets, javelins and slings. You readied your shield and ordered your men to close the ranks.You began to count the enemy and smiled... They had received reinforcements, but those were on the other side of the pass, so of the fifty Kobolds that you had to beat only twenty five were able to fight you, the other would have to go around the cliffs on both sides of the narrow pass and mount rough slopes before being able to help their friends. Seeing the poor armament of their troops it would be tremendously easy.
>>5563533Your men advanced in silence but your enemies saw your shining chainmail armours and heard you, they began to panic, not knowing what to do when the ambushed had to become the ambusher. You quickly ordered some of your men to cut their paths to retreat, so they would be between you and a cliff. The Kobolds, not knowing what to do, began to recoil, trying to hide behind an older specimen who wore a kind of cape with some fur on the collar. He was the only one to be dressed like this so you supposed that it was their leader. You were astonished when he spoke to you in a Breton accented but quite understandable french. But then, he was ugly as a Breton so his accent was not very disturbing.-Greetings brave customers... I see that you have unsheathed your swords and are ready for war... But we are peaceful traders here. And in the name of all our company I ask you to discuss. No need to get violent. He opened his hands to show that he was unarmed... What did it meant ?>I have no time to lose ! Attack men ! (Roll 1d100 for combat)>I can let you leave slaver, if your men on the other side of the pass leave too and we can pass unscathed.>Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?>Peaceful traders, I see no wares stop lying to us.>Was your grandmother a pig, your grandfather a man, your other grandmother a lizard and your other grandfather a rat ? I have never seen such ugly faces before and I have seen Ancel.>Who are you and what do you want ? And why are you calling us customers ?>Have you been in Brittany, in the French speaking part I mean ? You seem to be well travelled.>Whom I am speaking too, give me your name before I could trust you. Your face do not tell me that you are thrustworthy.>Customers ? You were waiting for people to buy you slaves ?>Other (write in)Choose 3 choices maximum please and roll if you choose a choice with a roll, I shall take the average of the first three rolls.
Rolled 67 (1d100)>>5563535>Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?>Peaceful traders, I see no wares stop lying to us.>Whom I am speaking too, give me your name before I could trust you. Your face do not tell me that you are thrustworthy.
Rolled 47 (1d100)>>5563535>I can let you leave slaver, if your men on the other side of the pass leave too and we can pass unscathed.>Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?>Peaceful traders, I see no wares stop lying to us.This is probably a diversion tactic meant to buy time for even more reinforcements
>>5563568>>5563535>+1By God, could these be...could these be the sons of Bretons, after one of their lot learned that rats and pigs also have orifices!?
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>5563535>>Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?>Peaceful traders, I see no wares stop lying to us.>I have no time to lose ! Attack men ! (Roll 1d100 for combat)
>>5563568>>5563646A wise opinion.>>5563710By Saint Denis no ! Bretons are maybe dumb and ugly but they remain christian frenchmen (even if not of frankish blood and of dubious loyalty), they would never do this with pigs and rats. Since carolingian times we know that it must be done with horses. >>5563752You were outraged by such insolence, how did these knaves dared pretend that they were traders. What kind of peaceful traders prepared ambushes with nets, weapons and boulders ready to be pushed on poor souls passing a mountain pass. -Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?Strangely it was the Kobold's turn to be outraged, nevertheless it was the first time that you saw a rat-pig-lizard-man looking outraged so you couldn't really tell if he faked it, his face was not frankish enough to have readable emotions. You looked at Brother Louis, he saw saracens in the desert and was the better travelled of you all, maybe he could see if this kobold man lied but he seemed as puzzled as you. The little thing moved his arms, and you saw that he had golden rings on it, that seemed to take Ancel's attention at least. And he explained. -Slavery ? My company does not deal in such affairs, we are a trading company, an honourable company. I can understand that slavery is a painful memory amongst humans, and that kobolds and humans have some bad blood between them and some of us might have not been kind enough with your people. Regrettably, not all the portions of the deals relating to the humans were properly vetted and some unapproved actions made by concurring firms might have hurt your feelings, but rest assured that our company remains inclusive and treats the memories and the feelings of the customers with utmost respect. You looked at the Kobold, then at your men, maybe one of them had understood something. You thought that he was probably speaking in some kind of dialect, with his breton accent he seemed to be a rural type. You could understand the peasants of your region, but with those of neighbouring places, be it in Normandy, Burgundy or Artois you had some troubles. You generally considered that when words were not understandable, it meant that there was no thought behind it, but here the man seemed so passionate to express himself that you kind of felt bad for him. You saw that he wanted to tell something but to no avail. You turned towards your men who looked at you, as bewildered as you were. Bohémond looked at you and asking. -Should we kill them ? But Brother Louis, the most well read of you, decided to tell. -I think that he means that he is a trader and not a slaver. I suppose at least. Uh.... Well, if this was what he meant then he probably lied, and you knew why. You told the short kobold man. -A peaceful trader ? And where are your wares, stop lying to us !
>>5563854The kobold clacked his fingers and pointed at you while winking, it was very strange but he continued. -I see that you are an observant customer, and effectively our company, Ubihard Inc doesn't deal in physical merchandises like many others. As said the powerful and mighty Ceo, praised be his name, "We do not deal in wares, we deal in opportunities", we offer opportunities to brave people who appropriately communicate interactive imperatives, judging by their character and capacities we proactively leverage existing flexible scenarios and help them decide in their future carrier choices. These deeds do not only offer inclusive opportunities to our customers they efficiently promote professional niche markets in developing countries and help redistributing more efficiently the human population to ensure a better and more ecological tomorrow. You looked at your men, maybe this man was inventing words as he spoke, or it was something like a dialect. Maybe he did not understood what he said himself but talked to you to look like he was, maybe he did not even understand what you said. It was definitely confusing. But he seemed to not be thrustworthy at all, he spoke strangely and was ugly, it was enough to not find grace in your eyes.-You say that you are not a slaver, so what are you and what is your name, kobold, and explain me all of this more clearly before my patience runs out.The small man nodded and smiled, by Saint Denis he had horrible teeth.-I am Revals son of Revals and the function that I occupy at Ubihard is that of special allocator for the Pleansantville and Podunk regions but it is simply a pompous name for a middle level human ressources manager. Would you be interested in our services ? I can tell that our offers defy all concurrence, we are the leaders on the market, as said the all powerful Ceo "At Ubihard we work hard to make you work hard" hehehehe. You are all warriors right ? You nodded, just like your men, fascinated by this strange man, his gesture could be quite funny in a weird way, maybe he was called like this because he resourced honest men by making them laugh, he must be a kind of jester. But you heard him. -We offer good opportunities for warriors, imagine, instead of this grey sky you have the blue sky of a land who knows only summer, and you fight glorious battles with powerful fighters from all over the world. It is like one of your knightly tournaments, or I think that is how you northern humans call them, you strike down your enemies, or a powerful monster with great slashes of your swords and axes ! They all fall before you and the crowd cries out your name, how are you called by the way ?He was imitating the crowd and his kobold associates seemed to find this very interesting, nodding and approving. You had to explain. -Charles de Villeroi...
>>5563856He tried to tell the other kobolds to cry with him but they seemed to not understand, or not speak french at all.-Charles cries the crowd ! Charles, Charles, Charles, the invincible ! Or any other of you good sirs, and everyone will admire you, you will be given the most beautiful breeding women by our sponsors, they will equip you, feed you the best meats and wines, and all of this for free ! A lifetime of battle and glory, imagine ! Free food and wine ? Beautiful women ? And glorious tournaments ? Did he wanted to make a tourney knight out of you ? You had a lordship you couldn't but some of the men seemed to think about it, only Ancel who was too cowardly to want to fight. But seeing this, the kobold merchant Revals explained. -Oooh, I see that you are a more peaceful type, maybe you want something else, do you like gold ? Ancel nodded. -Yes, of course I like gold ! Hehehe ! Were is the gold ? -There are gold mines at Cidna, in a southern land with a great climate, gold, gold, gold in rocks and everywhere requiring only healthy exercise with a pickaxe to be yours. Our sponsors are ready to give you food, housing and even women there, imagine yourself with the sun caressing your sky with only gold fields around you ! They will even give you all that you need to take it and we can transport you here freely...You had to intervene, it was too much. -No more words, Ancel is my servant and he is going nowhere. And besides, you have a silver tongue, merchant, but what you say cannot be true. I never saw a merchant offering his wares, or opportunities, for free, you must gain something. -At Ubihard we receive some compensation from our sponsors when they receive our customers then they see the rest of the details with them, but be assured that they will engage you and pay you honestly for your work, weassureyouthatwearenotresponsibleonsomesubstractionfromthesalaryduetothepriceoftheequipmentthatoursponsorsgiveyouandpeculiaritiesofthecontractliketheoffersofworkplacetoyourlivingdescendentsbyoursponsors.You looked at him, he was less and less understandable. But what to do with him ? You looked around, his men on the other side of the cliff were hesitating, these kobolds seemed not to be very brave, and you could slaughter this "dealer in opportunities". Or maybe it was interesting. You needed to reflect on what he said, to process all of it, but after this what will your answer be ?
>>5563858>Your words make no sense, since I do not understand them, kill him men, and take his money, it is a good opportunity for us to gain some loot hahaha ! (Combat roll)>Who is this all powerful Ceo ? Some kind of king ? Or god ? >A company ? You are a sort of lombards ? Are you bankers ? >You are travelling merchants, surely you have paid your taxes for entering on the lands of Count Careless ? >I have already a lifetime of battle and glory, and a castle, you can offer me nothing, and if you try to corrupt honest peasants with these stories and promises you are the same kind of vermin that encourages burghers to ask for a charter for their towns. Kill him men, and be assured that you protect our right and proper feudal society by doing so. (combat roll)>If you are so peaceful, why were you preparing an ambush ?>You seem well travelled, have you seen other Christians beside us ? Have you heard about the prester John ? >You make us travel right ? Do you have an "opportunity" for me and my future wife ? Just to know. >What is a sponsor ? >If I understand well you offer work in other places to some people... We could... make an agreement, I am in need of labourers and farmhands, but no free food and wine for them, they will have to grow it themselves. >Battles to the death before a crowd ? What are we, the caesars of old who threw martyrs to the lions in arenas ! How can you condone barbarity like this !>You are funny, human resources manager, I shall give you that, and spare you and your men if you let us pass.>You are funny, human resources manager, I shall give you that. Leave him alive men and capture him, kill the rest ! (combat roll)>Other (write in)
>>5563859>A company ? You are a sort of lombards ? Are you bankers ? This reeks of impious financial chicanery.Still..>You seem well travelled, have you seen other Christians beside us ? Have you heard about the prester John ? >If I understand well you offer work in other places to some people... We could... make an agreement, I am in need of labourers and farmhands, but no free food and wine for them, they will have to grow it themselves.
>>5563859>>If you are so peaceful, why were you preparing an ambush ?
Rolled 44 (1d100)>>5563859>I have already a lifetime of battle and glory, and a castle, you can offer me nothing, and if you try to corrupt honest peasants with these stories and promises you are the same kind of vermin that encourages burghers to ask for a charter for their towns. Kill him men, and be assured that you protect our right and proper feudal society by doing so. (combat roll)He has a very Italian way of speaking, but if you look through it one may see his intention
>>5563880I agree, he seems dishonest.>>5564009>>5564070>>5564257>>5564325You are a wise man, as Saint Eloi. ====You failed to understand what he said entirely so you tried to have precisions.-A company ? You are a sort of Lombards ? Are you bankers ?It would explain why these Kobolds were so rich, cowardly and well travelled. Besides everybody knew that Italians loved to use complicated formulas and move their hands a lot when they talked, maybe this small man was an Italian who learned to speak French by being posted in a trade post in britanny. Did he knew the Albizzi family ? Or maybe the Bardi ? He seemed not to understand ?-Lombards ? Ah long beards ! No.. no... No... We are Kobolds, those dwarves with long beards are our enemies...It meant he was a Lombard ! You were sure that he was one because each time that you asked a Lombard if he was one he said some nonsense about really being from Tuscany and that "all Italians are not Lombards, we are more civilised than these northern savages". You did not care that they were from Tuscany, for Frenchmen any Italian banker was a Lombard. Even if Spinello Tolomei, the speaker of the Lombard companies in Paris was from Florence he was considered a Lombard by the authorities, it was simpler. But the small man continued.-And we are not bankers, that is the gnomes work, we at Ubihard are specialised in human ressources, even if we can deal in elven ressources (including half elves), dwarven ressources, dragonborn ressources, goblin ressources and sometimes birdmen ressources but they are hard to catch since they fly. You wondered what he meant by Guelph ressources but then you understood, dwarves was how they called short Scotsmen, Ghibellines you saw them, and Half-Guelphs, it probably meant the cities that hesitated between supporting the pope and the Emperor. This man was not really only offering work, no, and he was not a banker, he was a Lombard moneychanger dealing in ressources of all countries ! These Kobolds were the Indian Lombards ! It was evident ! It was why he was so well travelled. They must have made a lot of money by changing the coins of those that they made travel and keeping a margin. Of course, all moneychangers were thieves. But his knowledge might be precious.-You seem well travelled, have you seen other Christians beside us ? Have you heard about the prester John ?
>>5564449The merchant of opportunities scratched his head he talked in his language with his fellows and one of them produced what you could only describe as a kind of strange book. Since you did not knew how to read you looked at him and while he flicked at the pages he told.-My friend here can sing for you if you are bored while I consult the register.. It contains all the names of our past customers... You say Prester John, could you describe him to us ?-No songs thanks. And he is well known, it is a Christian priest who established a realm in India, or in Abyssinia according to legends. So he is a kind of priest king.-Well, I have it, we have had a lot of Johns who were happy to use our services but only one has pursued an ecclesiastical career. Here, we sol... Sorry for my lack of professionalism, we gave him the opportunity to join the Cult of the Bloody Hand, a religious organisation lead by Shratizzar the impaler, a filial of B'beg the Terrible's forces that is one of our numerous sponsors and partners. He joined as "sacrificial victim" it is a dangerous work, but very useful for society.You had trouble understanding, was he an acquintance of B'beg the Terrible, and was he partaking in pagan human sacrifices ? Like the druids of Old ? Your voice became dangerous.-You are partners with the vile B'beg ? He became fearful and immediately justified itself.-Our company takes a stance against barbarity and evil but we are forced to travel through his lands and merchants cannot forces lords to change their policies.Well, he knew how to please an honest nobleman, if more merchants thought like him the world would be a better place. You remained suspicious but decided to push another subject.-If I understand well you offer work in other places to some people... We could... make an agreement, I am in need of labourers and farmhands, but no free food and wine for them, they will have to grow it themselves. His eyes shone with the light of cupidity and happiness, a light that you recognised from practically all burghers that you met. -A sponsor ! What a pleasure ! It is an honor to meet you my lord... We have a lot of packages for human lords, we work with a lot of noblemen here, discreetly of course, but all of them like our services. We have a lot of packages to propose.-Packages ? -Yes, you see, all in our business is a question of presentation, and some lords like to look heroic. For exemple we can persuade peasants to accept our opportunities in a rough manner, with nets, stones, clubs and javelins, keep them for a few days, and then you would come and free them. Against a small fee for us. They should thank you and accept to work for you for cheap.
>>5564452-For free, serfdom is the way. If we begin to pay peasants they become uppity and always complain that they were not paid enough or that the taxes are too high. In my opinion the lord-peasant relationship must be entirely distanced from the concept of money. It has no place in it. Only feudal loyalty and shelter and protection against service are tolerated. But this farce with a fake capture, it is buffoonish. The kobold seemed to be convinced. -I understand your opinion about paying the workforce, it is a very popular opinion amongst our sponsors, and between us, I agree with you. But as say the wise and glorious Ceo, praised be his name, "if you give them nothing, better tell that you saved them from worse than nothing so they will thank you and ask for more". But if you dislike this we can sell, with insistence and the help of our working tools, jobs in your lordship to travellers. We could take 100 gold coins in advance and 10 gold by peasant ?Of course, they paid in gold and gold was worth nothing here, but with the curse that changed your gold into silver it became a huge sum of money for you. And damn it, these sneaky lombards were talking about banditry !>This... Is banditry ! You talk about stealing peasants and deporting them to my land ! You are a slaver and a bandit ! Kill this scum men (combat roll)>I am interested in your "false liberation" offer. I shall give you 100 gold coins. >I am interested in receiving people with your offers, let us say that I will "buy them out of slavery" and in exchange they will work for me as serfs. I shall give you 100 gold coins.>I am interested in your "false liberation" offer. But it is too expensive. I shall give you 50 gold coins. >I am interested in receiving people with your offers, let us say that I will "buy them out of slavery" and in exchange they will work for me as serfs. But your prices are too expensive for me. I shall give you 50 gold coins.>What other noblemen have taken your offers ? I am curious.... (intrigue roll)>You sold an honest peasant to celtic druids in league with our enemies ! You are not an honest merchant, you practice witchcraft and consort with heretics ! Kill them all men, and burn him alive ! (combat roll)>Other (write in)Choose only one choice please and if you choose to roll roll a d100, I will take the average of the first three rolls.
>>5564453>I am interested in receiving people with your offers, let us say that I will "buy them out of slavery" and in exchange they will work for me as serfs. I shall give you 100 gold coins.
>>5564453>What other noblemen have taken your offers ? I am curious.... (intrigue roll)This could be our chance to get one over on the Baron, boys!
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>5564528Huh, the roll didn't take.
Rolled 64 (1d100)>>5564453>>What other noblemen have taken your offers ? I am curious.... (intrigue roll)
>>5564486>>5564528>>5564713It seems that the question option is winning, if nobody else answers this in the next two hours feel free to roll a third time for the average. I will try to answer during the night.
Rolled 9 (1d100)>>5564816
>>5564453>This... Is banditry ! You talk about stealing peasants and deporting them to my land ! You are a slaver and a bandit ! Kill this scum men (combat roll)Behead this bastard son of devil. His doublespeak reeks of Silly Con Valley.>>5563710KEK
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>5565610>My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk, who consorts with you ? Mmmh ?Combat would preferable, but I suppose we have women and 'scholars' with us who me might spare such risks.
Rolled 5 (1d100)>>5565610>>My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk, who consorts with you ? Mmmh ? (Rulership roll to intimidate)
>>5565610>Kill them men, kill them.I just don't like this scum.>>5565622The women and incels are nowhere close, the battlefield is just us and the goblins.
Rolled 79 (1d100)>>5565610>>My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk, who consorts with you ? Mmmh ? (Rulership roll to intimidate)ngl this average system sucks
>>5565610>>My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk, who consorts with you ? Mmmh ? (Rulership roll to intimidate)
>>5565610>>Soldiers, let us kill those bastards and take their book. And take the merchant alive. (Combat roll)
>>5565622>>5565784>>5565968Yes they were behind.>>5565974Lombards are more likable, at least if we refer to Spinello Tolomei. >>5565981Your comment would have been forbidden by the laws of the Republic, fortunately this regime will not rule France before some centuries. King Saint Louis approves it.>>5565990>>5566017>>5566038You decided to persuade the kobolds, you hesitated to kill them, dead witnesses would not be useful, and so you explained.-My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk. Who consorts with you ? Mmmh ?You said this unsheathing your sword while the kobold looked panicked, he tried to see the cliff behind him but falling from such heights for such a small being would probably be lethal. So he explained.-Let us not be hasty it...-Enough words, men, kill these bastards !He seemed panicked and cried.-They want to kill us ! Security ! Help ! Remove this men !But his "security" seemed to be less effective than your knights and men at arms. Bohémond was the first to strike, cutting the head of a javelin wielding kobold with his sword while brother Louis bissected two of them in one strike. One creature jumped on you, trying to bite you but you bashed it's head with your shield and opened it with your blade. You screamed. -Montjoie ! Strike great blows good frenchmen, we are in our rights and these heathens must die !You were too enthusiastic to remember to tell your men to spare the merchant to interrogate him so when you saw one of your lads, in this case Swat, spearing him in the back while he fled while you removed the arm of a kobold from it's body with a powerful blow you cursed yourself. But your men were enthusiastic, screaming warcries and killing everything. Seeing such righteous fury the kobolds on the other side of the cliff got back to their holes while you looked at the field. The kobolds were all dead and you had no losses. Maybe a guard or two had a javelin planted in it's shield or a bruise from a stone or a club but the difference in equipment between your troops was too great to let them a chance.Seeing the carnage, and seeing that Ancel was sawing off the fingers of the dead Revlas to take his golden rings you ordered your men. -Take back the book, maybe we could find something in it. Brother Louis, who carried already a Bible, agreed and took it after having removed the blood from the cover. He opened it and told you.-It is not written in french nor in latin... Not even in the dialects of the Empire or Spain, the letters are not the same as ours and it is not greek nor arabic. I never saw such writings.
>>5566074Damn it... You hoped that the young Isnott would be useful at once and recognise this language. Since the battle was finished and 25 heathens lied in the field you fell on your knees and did the sign of the cross. You had killed three enemies in battle and had vainquished those that the devil sent on your path. You had to thank the lord. You began to pray in latin, joined by your knights, Ancel (once he had made sure that the pagans amongst you would not touch his loot) and one of the soldiers who was a convert baptised by Father François while the others looked at you strangely. Once it was done you ordered your men to come back to the horses, this place stenched of dead kobolds and you had a pass to pass. Seeing you coming back all alive seemed to render your beautiful Lady joyful, she practically jumped at you, taking you in her embrace and asking.-Are you well Charles ? Are you not wounded ? >No my lady, your favour protected me, I am safe just like all of us, and the road is open. I see that you had not to suffer from attack on your side.>No my lady, we are all safe, but we better move quickly, maybe the kobolds will come back.>Yes my lady, the battle was hard and long but we triumphed even if these kobolds tried to drown us in numbers. I must admit that you were right, they were truely pig rat men. But with faith and blade we triumphed.>Yes my lady, we won and it was easy. Small pig-rat men were nothing against warriors like us !>Yes my lady, we won, but some discoveries on the field of battle make me want to speak with Lord Isnott. If you permit it of course. >Other (write in)You gain +20 xp for dealing with the kobolds of Ubihard and courageously fighting for our good old feudal society against me*chants. You lose 1 mudcore because you fought slavers. ===Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 3XP : 415+20 = 435 (next level at 450)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 51Mudcore : 48-1 = 47With 47 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>>5565990About this I thought that it would make more people participate in rolls and avoid some randomness, plus it would show if a choice is popular if chosen by three players. At higher levels you would be able in some occasions to choose your rolls based in a "best of three" system instead of "average of three". But even if this thread is anti democratic by nature I can be swayed by the demands of people (and huge bribes in ducats and livres tournois) so if really a lot of people prefer to have only the first roll count, we could change in the future.
>>5566082>Yes my lady, we won and it was easy. Small pig-rat men were nothing against warriors like us !I won't miss a chance to humiliate filthy m*rchants in the eyes of a lady.Why does fighting slavery remove mudcore? IIrc D&D has slavery (might even be lots of it), so destroying it shouldn't make a difference between reality and fantasyshit.
>>5566082>Yes my lady, we won and it was easy. Small pig-rat men were nothing against warriors like us !As we know, women enjoy their men best when they are grand
>>5566082>No my lady, your favour protected me, I am safe just like all of us, and the road is open. I see that you had not to suffer from attack on your side.>(Also God)>but some discoveries on the field of battle make me want to speak with Lord Isnott. If you permit it of course.
>>5566082>No my lady, your favour protected me, I am safe just like all of us, and the road is open. I see that you had not to suffer from attack on your side.
>>5566099"Mudcore" is built by acting like the memetic grimdank and grungy, corrupt and shitty "Local Lord" stereotype. Here, rather than slaughtering every nonhuman immediately OR taking advantage of a chance to subjugate peasantry, we negotiated with rat-lizard-Lombard-Smites and then decided slavery was bad.Just my guess/interpretation.
>>5566082>>Yes my lady, we won, but some discoveries on the field of battle make me want to speak with Lord Isnott. If you permit it of course.
>>5566136>rather than slaughtering every nonhuman immediatelyI was voting we cut them down from the beginning, my good sir. Alas, it seems most of us have been distracted by that ugly devil's silver tongue.>decided slavery was badBut why have slavery when you have peasants who love you unconditionally and pay taxes?
>>5566082>>Yes my lady, we won and it was easy. Small pig-rat men were nothing against warriors like us !
>>5566085I can offer you complete absolution of your sins and a free ticket to heaven>>5566136Slavery got banned in 1840 something in France so maybe its because we made Charles think slavery is bad?
>>5566173I'm just saying how the votes landed and how that might have affected Mudcore.>>5566252Isn't Charles about 700 years (and one especially-brutal French slave colony) too early for that? I think, like charging interest, chattel slavery was just something considered fundamentally Unchristian in that era and region, and only was deemed permissible by king and church later.
>>5566259Yeah, what I meant was maybe it was during that era it was not considered that bad? Maybe Charles or the region he comes from thinks it's okay? I do not know
>>5566263At least according to Wikipedia, Charles' era saw the French conception of Christianity partly defined against Islam by their relative lack of slavery, and it was outlawed within a hundred-or-so years by Louis X literally declaring France to "signify freedom" and that any slave (or, well, almost any slave) setting foot on French soil was to be considered free.(Then again, then he also went about dismantling serfdom, so I doubt Charles would approve.)
>>5566099The brave >>5566136 answered about mudcore better than I would have done it. He put it in a nutshell. Fighting slavers is "noblebright" and every "good" adventurer has done that, so of course it removes mudcore. But mudcore is not always good, after all it can change your gold into silver and bring medieval illnesses to your lands.>>5566103>>5566131>>5566133>>5566138>>5566173>>5566252>>5566259>>5566263>>5566266About slavery and Charles opinion of it there was no more slavery in Champagne at his time, but there was slavery in Provence or other regions. Slavery was still not banned in France because we are in 1299 and the edict of Louis X was proclaimed in 1315 if I remember well. We are under Philippe IV the Fair, the father of Louis X the Quarrelsome. Slavery was mild in France since the kings forbade to sell slaves but people born into slavery stayed slaves and their children were slaves. About Christianity and slavery the church ordered to not mistreat slaves but was never against slavery in itself. Indeed in the 1270's the opening of the Genoese trade post of Caffa, in Crimea made the Genoese great merchants of slaves, they bought them from the Golden Horde and, since they were italians, sold the men to the mamelukes and kept the women for themselves. The point of view of Charles would be the one of the church, it was strongly against slavery of Christians by muslims, but not against the fact that infidels enslaved eachother (what else to expect from them) or the owning of non christian slaves. For exemple in the crusader states people could have slaves but if a slave genuinely converted to Christianity (not simply to earn his freedom) he had to be set free. So dealing with slavers outside of France or slavery, as long at it was not the enslavement of Christians, was tolerable (but not seen as virtuous). About Louis X's reforms against serfdom it was more of a kind of deal with the serfs, and only in the royal demesne, the king offered freedom to every serf who could buy it since he needed money to wage war against the Flemish. But factually it was not very effective because seeing the huge price of their freedom a lot of peasants preferred to stay serfs. The fact that this scoundrel of Marigny (that our dear Charles rightly despises) emptied the treasury and that the brave Charles de Valois (the leader of the "feudal party" that our own Charles considers to be a genius), who was the power behind the throne used the treasury like his piggy bank to pay off the debts that he made because he felt alone when not eating a banquet with at least 60 guests might have played in this huge price. >>5566554You smiled your more confident smile and told the truth.-Yes my lady, we won and it was easy. Small pig rat men were nothing against warriors like us !
>>5566894Her face brightened after hearing this, not truly believing you, did she doubted your qualities ? Hey, she had seen you killing a dark wizard and battling another one. She even heard a song about you battling an assassin.-Charles... You are always so brave and smile in face of danger. You are truly a hero from the songs. I should maybe compose one for you... Or ask a bard to do it.She blushed while asking it and it made you blush too. But you were to humble, humility being, in plus of your bravery, wisdom and handsomeness, one of your defining traits. So you answered laughing.-Maybe dedicate it to our love or another future heroic deed. The "Song of how lord de Villeroi and his companions have beaten three feet tall bandits" do not sound very impressive.It was her time to laugh and you saw on her face that she was not afraid or worrying anymore. Only joy remained and you liked her like that. You then offered to help her mount her horse while you were going to pass the pass. Civilisation awaited, and without you it felt probably lonely !You first stayed alert, when you passed the pass quickly, after all more Kobolds could have ambushed you. But when it was clear that you were out of danger, and you saw the rolling plains were the Queste flew under you you were far more talkative and all your attention was taken by your beautiful bride. Her red riding dress fit her perfectly and you could only admire how even by sleeping outside she managed to stay clean and beautiful. These were some things that women were inexplicably good at. She told you some anecdotes about Pleasantville, saying that count Careless loved to eat well, you thanked mentally the lord, you finally met someone in India with an appetite. Then you told her about the beauty of the land and you talked about the joys of horse travels. You promised to offer her a white mare on the day of your wedding. After this interlude and when the sun was setting you saw a village surrounded by a wooden palisade and Goglmaps explained that you should stop there and that after one entire day of riding tomorrow you should get to Pleasantville. He explained that this village was called Fillerville and that nothing interesting was happening here.
>>5566897You wondered if you would have to sleep in a commoner's house but the strange Indian laws about a great number of Inns in lordships seemed to apply to count's demesne too, and you were for once, happy to see that there was an Inn, the "Dead Kobold Inn" here. You could not read the name of the establishment but there was a painting of a dead kobold on a sign before it. Once inside, while your men were entering you saw that there was some travellers already there. Three guelphs in light armors carrying swords were looking at you, two gentlemen, clearly of noble blood, dressed as if they were on a hunt and some peasants. The patron seemed to be a cagot woman, since they were descendants of heretics and leper carrying people you began to worry about the cleanliness of this place.>Order wine for you and your lady and noble companions and beer for the troops. >Ask the innkeeper if the place is clean.>Tell the innkeeper to free his best room, even if occupied, for your lady, the second best room for the count's son, and the third best for you, Lord Charles de Villeroi.>Tell discreetly to Isnott that it is maybe unwise to go in an establishment held by a cagot.>Talk with Isnott, you need to know what is written in the kobold's book.>Talk with lady Takable, you need to be ready for tomorrow, you probably will have to agree on what to say to the Count to sway him to your side.>Ask who are those three armoured Guelphs, you do not recognise they do not carry any heraldry but are all dressed the same. >Introduce yourself to the two noblemen, you are a polite man after all. >Other (write in)
>>5566899>Order wine for you and your lady and noble companions and beer for the troops. >Tell discreetly to Isnott that it is maybe unwise to go in an establishment held by a cagot.>Talk with Isnott, you need to know what is written in the kobold's book.
>>5566899>>Order wine for you and your lady and noble companions and beer for the troops.>>Talk with Isnott, you need to know what is written in the kobold's book.>>Introduce yourself to the two noblemen, you are a polite man after all.
>>5566899>Order wine for you and your lady and noble companions and beer for the troops. >Tell discreetly to Isnott that it is maybe unwise to go in an establishment held by a cagot.>Talk with lady Takable, you need to be ready for tomorrow, you probably will have to agree on what to say to the Count to sway him to your side.I think the book can wait until later. >>5566894You are a learned man, lord local.
>>5566899>>Order wine for you and your lady and noble companions and beer for the troops.>Tell discreetly to Isnott that it is maybe unwise to go in an establishment held by a cagot.>Talk with Isnott, you need to know what is written in the kobold's book.>>Introduce yourself to the two noblemen, you are a polite man after all.
>>5566928>>5567045>>5567054I try to be as everyone. I studied history of law good sir, and I I did not appreciate the period I would not have ran this quest. >>5567365>>5567431Seeing the cagot innkeeper you told her quickly.-Hey here brave woman, give your best one to my knights and noble companions, and beer for the troops. She nodded, telling something like "of course" and going to her kitchen. It was an important part of your next move since she could not hear what you would say quietly to Isnott.-Lord Isnott, we cannot remain here...-Why ?-This place is owned by a cagot, who knows what illnesses they bring. And they are dishonest. In the south they do not even let these knaves in their villages, sleeping in the inn of one seems to be an invitation to be robbed or sick.He looked at you in disbelief, clearly taking time to understand your simple reasoning, clearly the universities did not help much to develop intelligence, they were just money laundering scams.-You consider halflings unclean ??? Halflings ???-Yes, you saw her hairy feet as well as I saw it, how could you trust someone who hasn't even shoes. It is the mark of a vagrant.-How could she be a vagrant if she owns an Inn, I do not follow your thoughts lord Charles...-By being one mentally, in her head. She can think like a vagrant while living like an innkeeper ! Have you seen Italians ? They tell sometimes that they are noblemen but they think like merchants and so they cannot be trusted.He sighed, clearly your logical explanation seemed to bring him discomfort. So he told you.-And tell me, lord Charles, if they are so untrustworthy why do you not fear falling ill when you will drink their wine ? Or give the beer to your men ? Why only if you sleep here.You didn't like his sarcastic tone and answered.-I have at least three reasons : the first one is that if cagots poisoned people or wells they would be expelled from the realm, like jews, but not simply kept out of our cities.The second one is that I have already drunk beer served by cagots, I have some in my castle, but supervised by normal Indians, and it was excellent, even if made by short Scotsmen so we can not know what their beer means.And thirdly I did not see any vineyard or hops when we came here, so clearly the wine and the beer is not made by the cagots so it is clean. It was an invincible demonstration, and the young man looked at you, dumbfounded by your showing of facts, reason and logic. That will teach those university professors one thing or two. Before he could answer the cagot lady came with wine and beer. And after she left he decided to hit you under the belt. Asking.-Rose, tell me, you plan on resting here tonight ?
>>5567991She turned her beautiful head, she was hearing Bohémond telling poetry to her handmaiden, and nodded.-Yes of course Isnott, why not ?-No, some people seemed to complain about the cleanliness of this establishment.-Oh... We should maybe send someone to check, what do you think about it Charles.You could only answer.-Yes... yes..No you could not explain anything, well you could but later. But you should remember these underhanded pro cagot tactics from this pagan scholar. Educated faithless men were truly simply clever devils.But you needed this clever devil so you sighed and ordered Brother Louis to give him the tome.-When fighting Kobolds I found this book, apparently it keeps records about local noblemen who deal with slavers. I do not know how to read it, nor my men. The man looked at you quite disturbed. And interested.-The sick bastards... I... Of course, give me it please...You passed him the book and he shook his head.-I do not know the runes, it is written in the dark tongue of the forces of evil. I can know some signs from my lessons of ancient languages, like this one "Ürünündür" it means "is the product of"...Brother Louis, who was nearby, told.-It sounds like the tongue of the Turks. I fought these vile nomads during the crusades.Isnott turned towards him.-You thought the forces of evil ?Brother Louis answered without a hint of doubt. -Yes. The young man looked at him with respect, at least, maybe this young man would finally understand the importance of chivalry. But since you looked at him Isnott continued. -I could not traduce the book, but I could if I had Professor Tolkien's book about evil languages. -And of course you do not have it. -No, but we have it in my father's castle library. I could traduce it when we will be back. Finally ! You knew that maybe books besides the holy scriptures were not totally worthless, since so many people took their time writing them they could be useful. You then told. -Then I will give it to you once we will arrive. Thank you Isnott. -No, it is I that shall thank you, if noblemen trade in slaves, they are criminals and should be punished, we cannot allow our peasants to be enslaved. It is even worse than serfdom, it is unthinkable. You looked at the ceiling after his remark about serfdom, and decided to order food. >Stay in the inn for the night>Try to find shelter in a civilian's house, we cannot trust cagots. >Other (write in)
>>5567993>>Stay in the inn for the night
>>5567993>Try to find shelter in a civilian's house, we cannot trust cagots.It would be outrageous to let this quill-warrior get the better of us!
>>5568009>>5568126Mmmh it seems that I will need to roll if there is no tie breaker. I will be able to begin to write in two hours so I will roll then.
>>55688561-3 = staying4-6 = trying to find shelter amongst villagers.
Rolled 3 (1d6)>>5568992And I forgot to roll like an idiot.
>>5568009>>5568126You decided to stay finally at the inn, if your lady stayed you had to be with her to protect her after all and with Ancel at your door you should be able to stop cagots from stealing your money.You then decided to relax during a pleasant evening. You asked of course to give the best room to Lady Takable, but you learned that it was occupied by one of the two gentlemen dressed like they were hunting. They introduced themselves as knights from Bofuria who came here to hunt aurochs and quickly offered one of their rooms to the lady, as gallantry demanded. It seemed to be the realm of where the young Isnott was studying in his university. They had an accent from Anjou and seemed to drink as well as the Angevin that you met, you wondered if their women were just as lustful. You imagined a whole kingdom of Angevin people and you quickly realised that it existed, well, at least a kingdom run by angevins : it was the Plantagenet empire, or what stayed of it so the kingdom of England and it was probably the closest thing in our normally right and proper feudal society that could be called to be evil. But who were to blame ? The Angevin and Norman noblemen or the English masses ? Probably both of them, a good Englishman was a dead Englishman in your opinion, you had fought them too much to like them. Fortunately the two men were sympathetic and when you learned that Bifurians and Bofurians were brotherly people and that what Bofuria lacked in aurochs it made up in wineyards you considered them sympathetic ! For too long you were deprived of good wine and good climate to grow gorgeous grapes that will make delicious vintages for your feasts. You quickly decided to command wine to celebrate the occasion and invited the two knights, who now were relevant enough for you to remember their names, to a hunt in exchange of a barrel of their local production. The tallest one who was broad shouldered with a black beard was called Sir Ren the Loud and the other one, more thin, blond haired and blue eyed with an always smiling face was Sir Vice the kind. Glass of wine after glass of wine you all introduced yourselves, everybody shared stories, you talked about the time when you rode against the count of Bar and put it's men at arms to flee, the two knights, who never knew war, seemed impressed and praised your deeds. When, late in the evening lady Takable accepted to play the harp while singing with her handmaiden, and you basked in their angelic voices while Godefroi and sir Ren the Loud were quietly armwrestling after a wager the loud knight from Bofuria proclaimed after his loss.-Bah ! You are strong people and fine knights, brave men of Bifuria, but I cannot understand how can such a brave people can be ruled by a fen witch and her pointy heared lackeys ! By the heavens we are a human empire not some forest colony ! Bring me more wine servant...
>>5569284He told while banging the table, he caught himself after this since he was, as you all were, quite intoxicated. The wine was good and strong. But a sharp voice came from the other end of the room.-Did I hear treasonous words from an talking ape ? Ouch, it was one of the pointy eared armoured Guelphs, who were not drinking and not looking amused by your antics. He seemed to be unhappy, maybe he was one of those pointy eared bastards. Of course maybe he wanted to defend the honour of your queen but she was a witch, it was well known and the only reason why someone should obey loyally and without asking questions to a monarch is because it is a pious Christian monarch. What the knight said was completely right. You were about to rise and to suggest this Guelph that you could cut off his hears, so he would no more be part of this pointy eared cabal that was criticised by your drinking buddy. But when you looked at the guelphs table you saw that they were no more three but six and two had risen and you shook your head. No, they were three and you had drunk too much.Isnott put his hand on your arm before you could say anything and whispered in a pasty voice.-They are queen's justiciars.. they uphold the realms laws we cannot...You did not knew about this justiciar's nonsense, but you understood. These guelphs without tabards were the equivalent of the kings sergeants. These men in France at least, carried bâtons and were named in each prévoté by the provost to collect taxes, pursue criminals and collect debts from filthy peasants but from brave noblemen who spent a lot on the king's wars too. Provosts who named them were often corrupt and sergeants were violent, King Philippe IV was always in need of money and he always raised the taxes and the number of sergeants to beat the people into submission. You understood that peasants had sometimes to be reminded of their taxes by a solid branch of oak applied into their back, but it was the role of local lord's men, not some commoners from the central authority who dared to be impolite with those who had a divine right to rule them. But killing one of them meant that you would be hanged...On the other side.. Some of the queen's troops had dared to attack your castle a bit more than a week ago. If you remembered what the goat who was leading the assault said. Yes.. so you had already killed some Indian sergeants without consequences. Maybe they needed to be reminded to stay out of the dealings of the nobility ?
>>5569288>Try to defuse the situation, clearly sir Ren was drunk and did not meant what he said. Let us all drink to our fair queen. (rulership roll)>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll).>Draw your sword and kill the blackguard who interrupted your nice evening. And tell your men to kill the rest ! Montjoie ! (Combat roll)>Do nothing, if the Bofurian is arrested it is his fault.>Help arrest the Bofurian knight if there is an altercation, he is a stranger and arresting him will make you well seen by the authorities, even if betraying a man with whom you drank and that you invited in your halls would be seen as dishonourable (combat roll).>Try to bribe the sergeants, if it works in France it should work here.>Other (write in)
>>5569293>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll)This pointy-eared fuck is lucky we have a Lady with us (for now). I say we try intrigue, but if the situation escalates, we shouldn't shy away from snapping those twigs in combat!
Rolled 25 (1d100)>>5569293>>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll).Should this fail... Montjoie!
Rolled 55 (1d100)>>5569293>>Draw your sword and kill the blackguard who interrupted your nice evening. And tell your men to kill the rest ! Montjoie ! (Combat roll)
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>5569293>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll)
Rolled 21 (1d100)>>5569293>>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll).
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>5569293>Ask the sergeant what he does here drinking in a tavern while some evil noblemen consort with slavers at the queen's expense (intrigue roll).
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>5569317forgot roll
>>5569317Wise idea, very wise idea with great potential to create chaos.>>5569427>>5569497>>5569563>>5569669>>5570048I took into account the first 3 rolls of Intrigue and you passed them ! Congratulations !=====You decided to try to defuse the situation by changing the subject. You explained the sergeant. -Hey, you there brave man, I do not know your name but don't you think that you should be more preoccupied by those who sell our people into slavery at our majesty's expense than by a man who has simply maybe drank too much ?-What do you mean ? Said the Guelph who looked at you with hostility.-I mean, that I fought Kobolds today and one of them carried a book with the names of their clients to whom they sold slaves and amongst these clients it said that there were local noblemen.There was a moment of silence and the Guelph frowned. -What do you m... You showed him the book, still closed and he came to your table and opened it, everyone was watching at him now and Isnott seemed completely unhappy about the situation.-I can't read it, it is written in the dark tongue.Told the Guelph and you were amazed to see a literate sergeant. He then continued to say.-I should take I...You put your hand on his arm and looked at him. The bastard was taller than you but thinner and you clearly were the strongest. -No way, I need it. But once traduced it will be given to you. I simply need it for my personal use. After this I will give it to your superiors.-You have no right ! I am a justiciar of the queen and...-And you have two armed men, well one of them is a woman so she counts for half and they seem so thin and malnourished that I wonder how they carry their armors while I have twenty good men. Let us not fight, I should give it to your superiors, you could come with me at this moment so you could say that you participated in retrieving it from me.You had perfectly nailed the man who probably simply wanted a promotion by saying that he found the book and bringing it to a dusty archive where queen's legists would use it against noblemen that displeased her. But you needed it against your own enemies, after this the count would use it in his turn and then you would give it to the queen's agents. You found it, you kept it. The Guelph looked at his comrades, they seemed unhappy by being called malnourished, and in truth you had seen guelphs like your soldier actually still in local, Gardasil, compensating their lack of strength by astonishing speed so your criticism was a bit unfair but two of them could never beat twenty of your men. The leading sergeant nodded and released the book.-Very well then, I shall come for you when you will the book to my superiors. He then regained his politeness and added.-My lord.
>>5570683He then nodded and retired to his table after telling you that he will be back at Pleasantville aftertommorow when his patrol will be finished here. Your evening was saved. You passed it by talking with your lady about your future travels but both of you drank too much to remember it.Fortunately there were no cagot treachery in the night and the next morning was silent since everyone had a headache because of the wine but you rode through what you could only describe as a rich country. Even if the time was gray and there was even a light rain in certain moments you rode through three villages in the morning and could see that the center of the count's lands, around Pleasantville was truely a beautiful place. The Queste river that you joined at noon flew calmly near the village inn where you stopped and you were in a land of fertile plains surrounded by beautiful forests full of game to hunt. You saw pheasants and ducks flying in the air and even the imprints of a boar near the road. You rode fast, encountering many villages and sometimes seeing others far away. Their houses were even bigger than those in Local with ever more extravagant glass windows and the peasantry seemed well dressed and fat. Clearly the taxes were low and people were obedient since they saluted Isnott's men telling "Hail the count" each time they saw their tabards. You counted at least twelve villages, not hamlets, villages because there was a temple in each one before finally reaching Pleasantville.The town was a good town of about 3000 inhabitants as you heard. It was definitely not a huge city like Troyes, Reims or Provins but it could be comparable to a small prosperous town in your native Champagne like Epernay. A solid stone wall protected the place even if a part of the town was outside of it and on a hill you saw a really huge castle. Even in the grey sky of this autumnal day it was an impressive sight, some towers were so thin and delicate that you wondered how they held and the castle in itself was thrice bigger than yours. It completely dominated the crossing between two rivers, the Tigie and the Queste, it's tributary. Once inside the town you saw that it was composed of huge three our four stories buildings who were richly decorated and often brightly coloured. The people looked at you and were amazed, hailing the son of their lord and you too and you tried to look imposing to not disappoint the populace.It was when you passed a huge place with an imposing statue in an Italian style of a sitting knight fed and caressed by two mermaids that your convoy was stopped by an angry orange haired lady flanked by two strange armed beings.
>>5570688The first being was a kind of cat man, once more a proof of the lecherous nature of the Indians, who carried two swords on his back. The second one was a strange old man with a baton, couloured robes and a thin beard. But the person in the middle was known to you, her fiery hair only matched by her temper and her blue eyes seemed to look at you with utmost contempt. She wore a kind of bronze coronet but was in her fighting leathers and wore a steel breastplate and her sword was at her flank. Her voice clearly emitted.-Lord Charles de Villeroi.You answered with a smile.-It must be me, yes. What ows me the pleasure lady Sue ?But you were careful not to look too playful, your beautiful lady was just near you and she frowned at the red headed woman. Isnott, proving his intelligence, whispered.-She seems angry...Oh, really, what an educated man... She looked more than angry in truth, she looked ready to murder you, for a reason unknown. But then she was a silly woman who dressed like a man (even if these leathers put her beautiful legs at advantage you must admit... Before doing the sign of the cross and imploring the lord to protect you from such lecherous thoughts). She then decided to finally explain the reason of her anger by saying.-You murdered innocent adventurers of the adventurer's guild of Pleasantville !Huh ? What ? The last adventurers that you executed were from Podunk ? What did she meant ?>I am sorry about what adventurers did you talk about ? The first group or the second group that I executed ? (gigachad move)>I am sorry my lady but what does it has to do with you ? >Silence woman, I have not fought kobold slavers and insolent basement dwellers to be insulted by a woman, the unnatural spawn of a man and a cat and a magician. Begone from my way or face my wrath ? >The count reigns here, what about talking about it before him instead of making a scene here ? >Killing adventurers ? Me ? Never !>Yes, I probably executed a group of adventurers, where is the problem ? These armed vagrants were insolent and forgot to show proper respect to a lord.>Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations at me ?>Other (write in)
>>5570691>Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations at me ?>I am sorry my lady but what does it has to do with you ? First assess how deep is the shit that we are in. Then, we can see if we wish to bury ourselves deeper.
>>5570691Did the midget lie to us when we offered to spare his life? Son of a rat and a skunk! How audacious!>Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations at me ?>Yes, I probably executed a group of adventurers, where is the problem ? These armed vagrants were insolent and forgot to show proper respect to a lord.The senile sorceror has no power around a faithful christian knight, and the excessively-haired individual will kill himself before he can cut anything, if he plans to wield both swords at once like a clown. We should be good to tell these heretics to mind their own business, my lords. The God protects.
>>5570691>Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations at me ?>Yes I did execute those adventurers but innocent? absolutely not, both times have been for self-defence and they even dared to attack me in my own keep! The best lies have grains of truth to them, but we, as a man of god would never lie so its all truth.
>>5570691>>Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations at me ?
>>5570691>>I am sorry about what adventurers did you talk about ? The first group or the second group that I executed ? (gigachad move)
>>5570698A wise opinion good sir.>>5570754The vile cagot was from Podunk. But he is probably a liar and a traitor as his small size can attest.And of course, an old satanic man and a cat man, unfortunately you have no hunting dogs to release them on the latter, it would be funny.>>5570777They are commoners and they disrespected you, you have right of life and death on your lands. They had it coming. >>5570998>>5570999>>5571390You were a bit shocked by the words of Lady Sue, you thought that you were now on good terms but she seemed to hate you now.-Lady Sue ? I thought we were on good terms since we fought these wolf men together. Why do you make such accusations against me ?Two feminine voices answered you at the same time. The first one was your sweet lady Rose.-You fought wolf men with her ? And you haven't told me ?The second one was lady Sue who seemed to be as angry as before.-It is not baseless accusations ! I have a witness ! Beau the Bard ! He was a member of the adventurer's guild of Pleasantville, that I have the honour to lead, and he told me how you killed his companions and threw him in a dungeon, forcing him to learn you poetry.Ah, this... And this scoundrel escaped and finally came here... He was from Pleasantville then. But their insolence was the reason why these men were killed. But first you had to answer your beautiful lady.-Lady Rose I was followed by Lady Sue, she wanted to confound me and prove that I was in league with evil since I was going to attack the lair of witches and wolf men. She then fought with us, but I didn't want to mention it because I have supposed that you were mayhaps not on the most friendly terms with her. Lady Takable frowned cutely and fortunately the brave Bohémond helped you, he was always a gentleman.-Yes gente dame, lord Charles tells the truth, I was here and we were followed. He didn't want to disturb you about tales of his fight and wound.Her face softened, you decided to give Bohémond a new horse or a new sword for his trouble. Or maybe some gold to buy something for his Becky. He supported you, you supported him, as always when you courted women. But lady Sue decided to intervene.-We are not talking about his ! Do not change the subject lord Charles ! You and your men murdered the adventurers called Murd, Ehhr and Hob and imprisoned Beau. It shall not go unpunished.But before you could answer your bride to be snapped back.-You really want all the attention ! I am sure he had good reasons. How can you follow the future husband of another lady to make accusations against him ? You were jealous of us ?-Says the lady doing nothing but looking pretty in her dresses. I am not jealous of you ! You compliment perfectly each other always bigoted and judgemental !
>>5571685-I am maybe judgemental because it is improper for a lady to dress like a man and gallivant with adventurers instead of doing her duties and marrying. How but what you would know about marrying, you are bastard born.You looked at one of the ladies, then at the other, not knowing what to do. They were not verbally shooting arrows at each other, they had passed to ballistas and trebuchets. You tried to tell.-Gentes dames, please...But lady Sue did not hear you, answering.-I may be bastard born but at least my father hasn't been executed for treason ! -You... Kikimora ! You tell this kind of things and then you wonder why nobody wants you, imagine being 23 and celibate.You cleared your throat.-GENTES DAMES ! Maybe there is better places than a busy street to tell what you think of each other ?You then saw that your beautiful Rose looked at you but before she could tell that you did not support her you explained.-And lady Sue, please, could you not insult my gentle lady. I do not appreciate such..The redhead, her orange hair showing her violent and treacherous temper by being a mix of red, colour of violence and yellow, an impure white colour of treachery and of the clothing of Judas Iscariot, continued nevertheless.-Hah ! The perfect knight rescuing his lady ! I do not need my man to fight my battles for me, I am an independent woman.You wanted to chuckle at this ridiculous idea but Rose was quicker.-Maybe because my Charles killed your Fors in a duel after he dared insult me ? And now you are alone.-You bitch ! You will pay for this !-Slut !-Tart !-Harpy !You were looking to intervene, it was always troublesome, especially when you saw that Lady Takable had her fist clenched around her riding crop and Lady Sue on the pommel of her sword. Since you didn't want to lose your lady in an unequal battle you decided to advance between them but before you could tell you heard a powerful voice telling. -What is happening here ? Isnott exclaimed.-Oh... It is my elder brother Veryon.
>>5571689It meant that the baron was here, since Isnott's elder brother was accompanying him. He must have arrived before you since he departed before you and was closer, but you gained two days with your shortcut so if you counted well he was only here since yesterday. The two ladies, your men and the people who wanted to see them battle and who dared to even take bets on which one of them will lose her clothing in the fight first (you remembered their faces to quarter them later) made way to an armoured young man with a brown beard and a virile air. He was not built like a scholar like his younger brother, he had the strength of a warrior and was even probably more stocky than you. He had a fatter face than his brother but wore a marvelous and very ornate armour made of the finest steel, you really envied the Indians for the quality of their armourers, these armours, apparently called plate armours must be far more effective than your full mail, but their designs, like here, were sometimes not very practical. The man seemed to be more or less of your age, or a bit younger since he was six years elder than his little brother. He spoke with a powerful voice.-Oh, you seem to be the nobility of the Someplace barony, my father awaits you at the castle.>Let Isnott introduce you, after all he led you there and he knows his brother. >Follow silently.>Introduce yourself and explain the situation to Veryon Careless, tell that you were injustly accused and your lady insulted.>Introduce yourself and do not mention lady Sue's accusations, you shall talk about it later.>Other (write in)
>>5571690>Introduce yourself and do not mention lady Sue's accusations, you shall talk about it later.The whinings of a 'femmecelle' are unimportant, let's put forth a good first impression!
>>5571690>Let Isnott introduce you, after all he led you there and he knows his brother.Lets hope we can win this court case Hopefully, the Kobold list is pretty incriminating
>>5571690>Introduce yourself and do not mention lady Sue's accusations, you shall talk about it later.I'm sure Veryon sometimes has troubles understanding Isnott like we do, and we don't want any misinformation.>>5571685>no hunting dogs to release on cat-manBut we have plenty of water to spray his malformed face! Inside of us.>>5571689>Maybe because my Charles killed your Fors in a duel after he dared insult me ?Ohoho, we did WHAT? Which thread was that? I must've been busy taxing peasants.
>>5571690>Introduce yourself and do not mention lady Sue's accusations, you shall talk about it later.
>>5571690>>Introduce yourself and do not mention lady Sue's accusations, you shall talk about it later.
>>5571695Always.>>5571714Hopefully it does not concerns half the region's nobility. >>5571735Yes, Veryon seems to be less scholarly. And Lord Fors Hostil was the rumoured lover of Lady Sue, Charles killed him in a duel after he had dared to insult Rose when we first met the baron to swear fealty to him. >>5571878>>5572623You decided that it was time to introduce yourself, without mentioning the incident, hopefully it will make the ladies stop their infighting.-The nobility of the Someplace barony indeed, I am lord Charles de Villeroi, Lord of Local. The count's heir raised his eyebrows, quite astonished.-Glad to see you my lord. And hello Rose, and lady Mary.The two ladies gracefully saluted him. He then made you sign to go to the castle. Riding near you Veryon explained.-To be sincere I heard only your description by baron Crook and I thought that you would be a more religious and scholarly type. You are a knight ? -Of course, and I suppose that you are too, your brother told me that you were a warrior.-Yes, yes of course. Do you hunt ?-Of course I hunt, but unfortunately I have never had the time to do this since I am in India. -We should correct this, my father and I love to hunt and we would be glad to organise a hunt before all this court case business.... Do you compete in tournaments ?-Yes, but it seems that your tournaments are more about jousting than melees. Back in France I always preferred melees.-Really ? I always dreamed to organise a melee with good knights, they say that it is like war.-You never were to war ?-No unfortunately our land is peaceful, I wanted to join the legion in my youth but since I am a first son I have to learn to be a lord and be near my father. I hope there will be war soon, what other way do we have to distinguish ourselves ?You smiled and decided that you liked the man, he had sane and reasonable ideas and it was rare in India. You could only agree.-Without wars the chivalry grows soft and cannot fight, to be good warriors need to practice. But I am sure that war will come soon enough. You have maybe a borderlands conflict with the nearby count ?-Unfortunately no, and I would prefer to wage war far away, to spare the peasantry. Some say that the barbarians will invade again but I do not believe it, they are primitives and idiots. And they have no leader to unite them all and pass the impassable passes with our fortresses that hold them.Isnott decided to comment on your discussion too.-I do not know brother, some say that they are uniting under a new leader. I heard this from a legionary who once was stationed in the passes.It was when you were hearing this interesting discussion that you came before the gates of the mighty castle. Trumpets blowed and you quickly entered the courtyard and dismounted.
>>5572789Here you found an assembly of well dressed nobility waiting for you. You recognized some of them, unfortunately baron Crook was among them, and his court witch was there too. Then you saw those who must be the Pleasantville nobility.First amongst them was a richly dressed fat man with blonde hair who had became partly white with age and an elaborate mustache. Since everyone was around him you supposed that it must be the count. Then you saw a fat cagot woman at his left who looked satisfied and had a witch hat. It must be his court sorcerer. A thin one eyed man in armor must have been the guard's captain but since there were at least ten other noblemen assembled here you wondered if they were courtiers, councillors or nearby vassals. The fat man spoke first.-Welcome welcome good people ! I see that you have brought back our dear Rose, Isnott... And... I suppose that you are the new Local Lord ! I am glad to finally see you ! And lady Sue has came too ! Excellent ! Anyway, welcome to Pleasantville. Have you travelled well ?He looked at you so he clearly expected you to answer. Probably to judge your character. You saw Isnott nodding and telling "yes father" while Rose curtsied and smiled her most charming smile.>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions. >Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about how you encountered a strange basement dweller and fought kobolds slavers and took their accounting book as a trophy.>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about how you punished the basement dweller and fought kobolds. >Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about the basement dweller and about how you fought kobolds, compliment lord Isnott saying that he was of a great help.>Simply introduce yourself and your companions without unnecessary flattery.>Simply introduce yourself and your companions without unnecessary flattery and tell about your battle with the kobolds and the basement dweller.>Simply introduce yourself and your companions without unnecessary flattery and tell about your battle with the kobolds and the basement dweller and about the book that you took as a trophy.>Other (write in)You could choose to mention other subjects too.>Your altercation with Lady Sue in the streets of the town>The fact that you saw queen's sergeants interested in the kobold's book>Decide to give one of your horses as a gift, you had forgotten to bring a boar spear from the armoury but giving something to the judge is always good before a trial. >Other (write in)
>>5572795>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about how you punished the basement dweller and fought kobolds. Don't mention the book until we have some privacy. Make sure Issnot knows this, too. It could be dangerous.>Mention meeting some of his sergeants, also>>Maybe they might have something to discuss with him?When he is informed more orivately of what we know, he will surely call us for an audience and to see the book.
>>5572795>>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions. Tell about your battle with the kobolds.This should suffice, we're a humble man after all and I'm sure the Count will ask more of our journey later, when he thinks the time is right.>The fact that you saw queen's sergeantsSay it's a story for later.
>>5572795>>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about how you punished the basement dweller and fought kobolds.
>>5572795>>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions but tell about your travels, about the basement dweller and about how you fought kobolds
>>5572795>>Compliment the Count on the greatness of his home and introduce your companions. Tell about your battle with the kobolds.
>>5572812It is a wise idea. I will give the option to talk about it when you will be in private.>>5572942Wise idea, wise idea. >>5572959>>5573382>>5573400>>5573890You decided to tell how you came here after introducing your companions.-I am the new lord of Local, your excellency. Charles de Villeroi, at your service. You already know my bride to be Lady Rose Takable and there are my noble companions Messire Godefroi de Trifouillis, a bannerman of my dear father who had taught me all that I know, Messire Bohémond d'Autrelieu, a good friend who had campaigned with me in Flanders and Spain. And finally Brother Louis de Pierredargent, knight of the most holy order of the Temple. We have travelled through valleys and hills in our haste to come here, braved many dangers and saw some things that we haven't since we were born and baptised.This piqued the count's curiosity.-And what may they be ?-We found a man fleeing the world not in a monastery but in a basement, without a home on it, who surged from the earth and frightened travellers. Fortunately we punished him from his insolence.We then had to fight off Kobold slavers who tried to ambush us in a narrow pass. Fortunately my brave Ancel spotted them and we managed to take them by surprise. And it is how we came here.The count seemed to be curious, approaching you and asking.-Your zeal to arrive in time is remarkable. But may I ask you if Isnott took part in this skirmish with the Kobolds.-I left him with half the men to protect our horses and the ladies. -By the heavens ! You managed to give him a military mission ! Hah ! You astonish me lord Charles. You will speak to me in detail about all of this before the feast. The sun is setting and you must be hungry. Backstabber, Ikea, is everything ready ?He put his hand around your shoulder and directed you towards the gates like an old friend. To be honest he had a kind of sympathetic tone of voice that made people want to hear him. Showing the two people whose names he called he explained. -This is Ikea my court witch, specialised in domestic magic, far more useful than battle magic if you want my opinion. Magically spicing some desserts or mounting and dismounting heavy furniture on high towers is far more useful than this fancy battle stuff.You only nodded, not knowing what to think of people who use the power of the devil simply to bake a cake instead of doing it to at least kill or curse their ennemies. You looked at the small cagot woman who smiled at you and you nodded.-And this is Backstabber MacTraitor my trusted chancellor. A fine fellow who served me loyally for many years.
>>5574414It was one of the courtiers, a very thin and tall man with pale skin and small vicious eyes. He was ugly, but hearing his name he was probably a Scotsman, a trustworthy people who hated Englishmen as much as any Frenchman. You were at Paris when King Philippe had received representatives of the Scottish king to sign an alliance. The fact that you finally saw a proper sized Scotsman, so almost a neighbour of France if you looked at the distance between France and India, made you shake his hand and tell.-I am glad to finally see a true Scotsman. It is a pleasure to meet you messire Backstabber.He seemed not to understand what you said but answered in perfect french.-Thank you good sir, be welcome in my master's castle too.The count seemed to be pleased and he continued while you passed before courtiers and beautiful noble ladies who probably came from the lower nobility of his county.-Speaking of stewards, chancellors and other councillors I have heard about the death of Rollarion MacFumbles... May he rest in peace, but how is Oldfossil ? He was always behind this good old lord Random, may he rest in peace too, we shall drink to their memory.-Yes your excellency. Oldfossil is well but travelling through the hills and sleeping outside would not be wise at his age. He already caught a cold when we travelled to Someplace to swear allegiance so I decided to leave him rule local in my absence.-Yes... Yes I suppose that it is for the better.When you entered the main hall you saw that huge tables for a feast were already prepared in this gothic room with a high ceiling. A beautiful tapestry representing a hunt adorned the main wall and hunting trophies were everywhere. It was clear that the count must love hunts at least as much as King Philippe. You watched stuffed heads of various beasts, boars, wolves, deer, bears, and saw one huge bovine head that you supposed belonged to an aurochs. You saw an unicorn's head too and the head of a gigantic eagle and one of a gigantic owl they were bigger than all the others. While you marvelled at it Count Careless explained.-An owlbear that I killed in my youth ! Fighting it with a boar spear was a true challenge but with the help of some hunting dogs I prevailed. And this one is a white hippogriff. We hunted it three years ago after it ate five peasants in the village of Collateral... Baron Crook was there yes... You had this beautiful falcon he picked out one of it's eyes while mine got the other. Once blind it fell and it was easier to kill... How was it called baron Crook ?For the first time your enemy spoke, and strangely not with hostility.-Buck, it is called Buck your excellency...-And is it still alive ?-Yes your excellency, I always bring him when it is time to hunt.
>>5574417You indeed remembered that falconry was probably one of the favourites pastimes of the baron. The count seemed to appreciate it too. It was good to know.-Good, good. A noble beast this Buck. But you must enjoy hunting too lord Charles ? -Yes, of course your excellency. But not such beautiful and rare beasts. Boars, bears, wolves, deer, various birds. -Birds, yes I have an entire hall of trophies, I store birds and reptilian beasts there, the other ones like the creatures of the deep dark and cursed things are in the cellars. Ikea has an excellent spell to remove dampness, it helps conserving the stuffed trophies.The man spoke in a joyful tone and you were about to answer when Lady Sue decided to come to him, probably to complain.-Your excellency, Lord Charles...-Lady Sue ! Why are you looking so upset ? You ate something bad ? Someone was mean to you ? Let me punish this person immediately, the hospitality of Pleasantville must not be trampled. Tell me why your beautiful eyes seem worried.Lady Sue changed her tone a bit and told.-Your excellency, I do not know if reducing a woman to her looks is just, as would say lady Sufra Gist It...-Nonsense lady Sue, nonsense, she was probably not half as beautiful as you so she didn't get complimented. The lady reddened. -But tell me everything, why are you upset, and I will do everything in my power to make you smile again.-Thank... Thank you your excellency, it is just that I wanted to complain about lord Charles about...-Complaining ? But he has only arrived ? Don't you think that this poor man deserves hospitality after a long journey of battles and travels ?-But he killed three members of the adventurer's guild ! And lady Takable called me a...He opened his eyes and his mouth and looked at you. Asking.-Really ?You had only time to answer.-Well I...-This is concerning, very concerning. But we will talk about it once fed and after a good night of rest. And a hunt ! Tomorrow we go on a hunt ! Baron Crook tried to intervene while lady Sue proclaimed.-But Lady Takable told I was a...-But your excellency, with all due respect we could stage the trial tomorrow so we would not need to disturb you any longer I...-Lady Sue ! Baron Wickedson ! What do I hear ? Of course your presence does not disturb me ! Such as the presence of each one of us ! We are one big happy family, or a great group of good friends who had exchanged oaths of fidelity. We will hunt tomorrow before I see the court case. And Lady Sue, how can you and our dear and lovely Rose not get along ? You are two beautiful young women who have all their life before them. I cannot understand this...He then clapped in his hands and told.-But no need to talk about those unimportant subjects. I am hungry and I am sure that you all are ! And I need to talk with my son Isnott whom I haven't seen since I sent him to Local.
>>5574422The count then came behind the great table and sat on the great lordly chair while ordering his servants.-Musicians, play something merry for our guests ! And you servants, bring some good liquor to to begin the night.When he sat, heavily, on his throne he made sign for all the landed nobility to seat on the lordly table while the lesser nobles would simply sit on the many other great tables that were perpendicularly put across the room. The great chimney made the place strangely warm and you recognised that your stay here must be pleasant. It was when the Count spoke to you.-Baron Crook, Lord Charles, as our highest ranking guest, and our newest guest, you should be at my right or left but since my wife, and my youth, passed away I always preferred to be surrounded by beautiful women during these festive events. So would you mind letting lady Sue and Rose take your place. Gallantry forced you to say yes, and you had probably nothing to fear from the old man. At his age and weight his lance was probably not rising anymore in these kind of jousts, he probably only wanted to remember his youth and seeing how he talked well he must have had some success back then.-Of course your excellency.Both of you said and you were seated in the next places. Near your dear Rose so, and on the other side of you was another woman. A brown haired lady in a skillfully cut red dress who must have been ten years your elder. Of course she was far too old for your tastes but you recognised that she had still some remnants of what she must have looked at her prime. After her, there was a nobleman in a rich doublet who had a golden chain around his neck with a golden pendant representing an iron gate and a long mustache that he seemed to twirl often. Before you could engage a conversation you remarked that Lady Takable had cleverly spoken with the Count who nodded quickly. You heard his answer since he told both of you.-Of course, of course... You are still in your riding dress and your chainmail armor. I promise you it should be quick, we will drink the time for my servants to prepare your quarters and then you could change. Of course. Sorry, I simply did not realise this... I am so careless hahaha...You nodded and while he explained to his second son that he woukd need to talk to him after he had changed ,Rose whispered to you. -Once we will be alone we will need to talk. She then continued her conversation with the count. Since the castle was this tall you supposed that the servants would take their time so you decided to talk to someone.>Try to talk to the count (intrigue roll) (chose a subject)>Introduce yourself to the lady in the red dress.>Try to talk to Rose. >Try to listen to what Rose is saying to the count. >Introduce yourself to the mustache twirling man.>Other (write in)Choose one option please.You gain 15xp for finally managing to get to the castle for your trial and only one day after the Baron.
>>5574425Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 3XP : 415+15 = 430 (next level at 450)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 51Mudcore : 47With 47 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>>5574425>Introduce yourself to the mustache twirling man.I am curious about the symbol on his neck, and he seems powerful and important.
>>5574425>Introduce yourself to the lady in the red dress.
>>5574425>Try to listen to what Rose is saying to the countBetter we stay on a similar page. As in, from a book. Standing on a page would hurt the poor boy.
>>5574425>>Introduce yourself to the mustache twirling man.
>>5574425>>Introduce yourself to the lady in the red dress.
>>5574580Of course, it seems to be the symbol of a family or a function. >>5574692>>5574855Eavesdropping my lord ? It is not knightly.>>5574956>>5575056>>5575184You decided to talk to your neighbour, the lady in her red dress. Looking at her jewellery and the fact that she was at this table you deduced that she was probably of noble birth so you introduced yourself politely.-Gente Dame, I fear that we haven't been introduced. Charles de Villeroi, lord of Local, at your service.She smiled at you kindly and explained.-Lady Scarlet Red at your service, I am the sister of the overlord of your southern neighbour, the baron of the Red Neck... If we exclude this horrible Forest of Gump we are neighbours after all. -Oh, the famous Red Baron, I have heard that he flies like an eagle in the sky on his winged mount. A griffin I think, to be honest I never saw a Griffin outside of a tapestry or a banner hahaha...It made her laugh lightly and she answered.-Yes, my brother is quite proud of his Griffin, and yes... I have heard that you are from far away... I, I remember my little brother receiving an egg from my father... I saw Focker, it's his name, growing. It is hard to imagine that someone never saw a Griffin once in his life. Let me help...It was true, Indian fauna was impressive. You told.-Yes, I was always impressed by your fauna, I was astonished the first time that I saw the skeleton of a dragon, or a living turtle ! Even your smaller beasts like saurinids do not exist in our lands.The part about the turtle made her laugh, maybe her brother fought one to the death too. Since he had a flying mount he could probably do this. She then said.-You see the hippogriff's head ? Imagine it slightly larger but without the rear legs of a horse, no, with those of a lion. You never saw a living lion but nodded.-It only eats raw meat and sometimes we give him a bandit or a criminal. But... Enough gruesome talk, it is particularly beautiful when it flies. When my brother received one I asked my father to buy me a Pegasus.. but he refused, saying that it was too dangerous to fly. He was probably right... I was still a little girl then. Finally my husband bought me one so I can enjoy the view of our county from the top down. The world is far more poetic when you see it from above.You even had trouble imagining to see the word from a bird's eye view. And it fascinated you... To be able to fly wherever you wanted... But politics first, you asked.-And may I ask you who your husband is ?-Oh, yes of course, to the baron of Podunk, Insign Ificant.-Oh you reside in town ?-No, no, of course not. It is a hopeless little place, we live at the capital. We come back here only two months in the year. Our steward tends to the lands for us.
>>5575818She wanted to talk about Briberopolis when finally you saw servants arriving with some spiced wine. They served you all and the Count decided to speak in his bellowing voice. He drank to the fact that you were all united. Amusing, seeing that you were all here to be judged because of your disagreements, but maybe it was an attempt at mediation. Then, while everyone drank and before you could join your place the count asked.-Tell me lord Charles, I have received news that you practice a religion from your country of origin. Even if many people talked to me about this I wasn't able to understand one thing.You were ready to answer, and a part of you hoped to convert him.-Does your religion permits the hunting of shadowbeasts ?Shadow... What did he meant by this ?>I am sorry your excellency, shadow what ?>We always bring the light of God to the shadows. >Yes.... I suppose so.>No, absolutely not ! >Are you talking about a kind of demon ?>I do not know, Brother Louis can only hunt lions but for us we can hunt anything that you want your excellency.>It depends, how are they hunted ?>Other (write in)
>>5575820>We always bring the light of God to the shadows.Why yes, shadow beasts must have to do with shadows.>>5575818>FockerLMAO, I fucking can't. These names are underrated as fuck.
>>5575820>Are you talking about a kind of demon ?>We always bring the light of God to the shadows.
>>5575920>>5575935You decided to answer boldly, you had absolutely no idea of what were shadow beasts but explained.-We always bring the light of God to the shadows.The man proclaimed "oooooh" and nodded.-I see... But be careful, this vermin jumps far and but it has beautiful pelts and horns.You wondered what kind of beast could have a pelt and a horn. Probably some kind of dark unicorn ? No ? You were not so much impressed by the stuffed head in this room since you already saw another unicorns head in a castle near Soissons plus the horn here was shorter. Well, it was white horse with a horn like any white horse with a horn. Beautiful of course but it hadn't the novelty of the Hyppogriff's head. But who wanted a horse's pelt... Maybe it was a particularly hairy black unicorn ? You then told.-Do not worry your excellency, I will adapt, and it will be a pleasure to hunt with such great hunters as your son and you. You looked at his trophies and he nodded, promising you to show his other trophies. Finally, after a bit of drinking you were informed that your apartments were ready and that you could finally remove your chainmail. You ordered Ancel to come with you, being the closest thing to a servant that you had but before you could come to your apartments through halls and corridors Lady Takable approached you and told. -Charles, it is important that you listen. I know count Careless since a long time ago and he was preoccupied by my safety, I think that he is on our side. But he has sometimes strange ideas and I wouldn't want you to commit any faux pas. He is a simple man but : be careful when you talk about elves, do not tell that some beasts like unicorns must not be hunted, and never tell that there is better wine than the one that they grow on the Imperial lands near Gandolf. You tried to remember but she said.-And about Lady Sue, I think that she might be a problem... With how she behaved... Don't you think that her Fors awaits her in the afterlife and it would be criminal to let him waiting. Your bride to be looked absolutely stunning when she asked you to kill someone. Really, she had the kind of big innocent blue eyes that made you want to do what she wanted immediately. Her small half smile and her girlish cheeks that gave her a naive air contrasted greatly with her demand. You understood that she tried to be less cruel but these insults from lady Sue must have made her cruel nature win back. You excused her, she was a woman, so led by emotions and not reason, a pagan so she knew no right and wrong, and young so you had still to teach her.
>>5576143But you thought about it, executing peasants or vagrants were not a big deal, it was lawful after all and it wasn't if they were important. But arranging a hunting accident, or killing a woman in a duel, it was dishonourable actions, and forbidden by the laws of chivalry. And even if Lady Sue deserved a good spanking, you could agree about it she had fought side by side with you and killing her would be awful.On the other side... On the other side her disappearance would help greatly. If the adventurers were as powerful as they said, and if the count considered that you were in the wrong he could punish you and then rule in favour of the baron, saying that you could have a bad influence on Rose... As if she needed it. You looked around and seeing that you were alone you decided to answer. >Rose ?!? Are you mad ? It is unchristian ! We do not murder people ! I am a knight, not a cutthroat. >Rose ?!? Are you mad ? It is unchristian ! We do not murder people ! I am a knight, not a cutthroat, ask Ancel if you want this done. (Machiavellian version)>Lady Rose, don't you think that it is not the place for such a conversation ?>My love, don't you think that you have let your emotions do the talking for you ? It would be most unwise to try to murder someone when we have already so much enemies.>My lady... I have no.. Experience in these kinds of things, how do you suggest that we act ? >Yes, of course, I will do it. >It goes against all that I stand for, my lady, but I love you, and you are my lady. If you want me to kill, I shall kill. >Ask Ancel if he would murder women and children for money (it is a purely rhetorical question) and explain that the fact that you would not do it. Even for a better reason like love and that it was what separated us, nobility, from the common rabble. Virtue, chivalry and the moral guidance of the Church encouraged us to not murder people like this.>Ask Ancel if he would murder women and children for money (it is a purely rhetorical question) and tell that it is why people like you and her had henchmen. You were not a murderer but Ancel could be anything.>Other (write in)
>>5576145>>My love, don't you think that you have let your emotions do the talking for you ? It would be most unwise to try to murder someone when we have already so much enemies.
>>5576145>>Rose ?!? Are you mad ? It is unchristian ! We do not murder people ! I am a knight, not a cutthroat, ask Ancel if you want this done. (Machiavellian version)
>>5576145>My love, don't you think that you have let your emotions do the talking for you ? It would be most unwise to try to murder someone when we have already so much enemies.>>5576240I would do this, but I'm uncertain if we can trust Ancel to be subtle.
>>5576145>>Other (write in)>Murder? That's too much. But we can permanently imprison her of course. We have plenty of space down there in the dungeons.
>>5576145>My love, don't you think that you have let your emotions do the talking for you ? It would be most unwise to try to murder someone when we have already so much enemies.
>>5576145>Won't this go against laws of chivalry ?Surely, there are some loopholes when pretty women like Lady Rose are involved...>My lady... I have no.. Experience in these kinds of things, how do you suggest that we act ? Ultimately voting for yes, this Lady Sue is going to be more problem here than baron Wickedson.
>>5576176>>5576240>>5576304Ancel can be subtle, he is sneaky and smells tracks well... People can get lost in a forest...>>5577311Hahahah, your point of view is not the most widespread but you can proudly say that you follow the footsteps of Robert d'Artois.>>5576804>>5577025You choose to try to moderate the lovely lady. You didn't need more problems than you already had. So you told.-My love, don't you think that you have let your emotions do the talking for you ? It would be most unwise to try to murder someone when we have already so much enemies.You hoped that she would understand and agree but were dumbstruck when she smiled sweetly and kissed you quickly on the lips. -I prefer you like this Charles. The count has said me that he wouldn't want me to marry someone impulsive or stupid. But you are always a wise man. You frowned.-You feared that I would be impulsive or stupid ? It is why you proposed this ?-No... No my lord. But you are sometimes so much like a knight from a song like your sire Lancelot that I feared that you would do what I say without any questions out of love, or to defend my honor. But you are even better.It seemed to satisfy you, even if a small doubt remained in your mind. Was she inventing this story right now to try not to seem too bloodthirsty in your eyes ? You asked.-So you do not want to murder lady Sue ?-No, right now no... What use of killing her without making her suffer a bit first ?You ignored if it was humour or completely serious but you understood one thing. Your lady Rose was genuine so you simply smiled before exchanging some kind words and parting ways to change. Of course you were quicker, Ancel helped you remove your mail armor and give you your most impressive doublet. You quickly washed your face and hands and came back, under the guidance of a servant, in the great hall. Here everyone was watching the count's jester doing some faces and acrobatics. It amused you a bit, you liked the idea of having a court's jester but unfortunately you hadn't one. Jesters and dwarves were necessary to amuse the people.You remembered being once sent to find a dwarf for the Archbishop of Reims's court. How you travelled in villages to ask if they had a deformed dwarf amongst them. Unfortunately another knight close to the archbishop had found one, and a good one who could fart on command and amuse the guests. You were amazed by the lack of dwarves in India, they seemed to simply not exist amongst the peasantry just like pox marked people. When you were watching them joyfully the count leaned over the empty seat of lady Takable while saying.-Lord Charles, what a pleasure, but while everybody enjoy the acrobatics of my dear Macron might I ask you something ?-Of course your excellency ? -Tell me, you were from a faraway land, how did you came here ? And how do you learned that you were related to Lord Random ?
>>5577390>Tell that you are a distant relative of Lord Random, do not tell of what branch of the family tree you came from.>Invent a story about a branch of distant relatives in France. (lie)>Tell that you came here by land (lie)>Tell that you came here by teleportation because of magic >Tell that you are the third son of Lord Eudes de Villeroi>Tell simply that you are the son of the Lord, not saying that there are other people before you in the inheritor's line.>Tell that Oldfossil knows more about the genealogy of the Local Lords than you, being from a very far away branch of the family tree.>Other (write in)====Your pragmatism makes you not gain mudcore or piety but 5xp, the way of wisdom is a good way. Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 3XP : 430+5 = 435 (next level at 450)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 51Mudcore : 47With 47 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>>5577390>Tell that you are a distant relative of Lord Random, do not tell of what branch of the family tree you came from.>Tell that you came here by teleportation because of the will of God
>>5577392>>Tell that Oldfossil knows more about the genealogy of the Local Lords than you, being from a very far away branch of the family tree.
>>5577392>>Tell that you are a distant relative of Lord Random, do not tell of what branch of the family tree you came from.
>>5577390>Macronkek>>5577392>Tell that you came here by teleportation because of magic >Tell that you are the third son of Lord Eudes de Villeroi>Tell that Oldfossil knows more about the genealogy of the Local Lords than you, being from a very far away branch of the family tree.It is a lie with a grain of truth and the diversion for responsibility.
>>5577417>>5577693>>5577392And of course our teleportation is the will of God. Are not all things part of God's plan?
>>5577392>>Tell that you are a distant relative of Lord Random, do not tell of what branch of the family tree you came from.>>Tell that you came here by teleportation because of the will of God
>>5577392>Tell that you came here by teleportation because of the will of GodWe were trying to cross the border. Walked right into that portal, same as Ancel over there.
>>5577392>Tell that Oldfossil knows more about the genealogy of the Local Lords than you, being from a very far away branch of the family tree.
>>5577417>>5577434>>5577516>>5577693Clever, very clever...>>5577695It is my opinion too, God sent us on a trial to bring Christ and our right and proper Feudal society to India.>>5577798>>5577835>>5577939Yes, you were crossing the border and almost fell into an Imperial ambush. Damn germans.>>5578131You tried to answer the good man the most honestly.-I am a parent of Lord Random of Local, but from a very far away branch, he had no direct descendants so it was our branch of the family that inherited. Oldfossil did all the research and he probably could know more about it and how we were linked between France and India.He seemed to be lost in his thoughts for a few seconds before nodding.-Yes, yes, the lords of Local were a quite old line but I cannot remember any parent of lord Random, even in ten generations... Yes... It must be why Oldfossil had to search this long. But how did you were brought here.-By the will of God, your excellency.He looked at you with a puzzled face.-The will of God ? The will of God... Hahahahahahahha !His laugh was powerful and resonated in all the room. He quickly tapped on your shoulder and continued to laugh for a long time. When he finally stopped he told.-Truely ? The will of God...-Mmmmh... Yes your excellency, I was in my lands then everything became white and I was transported here.He seemed to think about it and asked.-So it could be a spell ? Or a minor miracle ? I do not know.. but the will of God.... Hahaha, it is a good way of explaining it. But whatever, you came and I am sure that this good old Oldfossil knew what he did. He then turned towards his servants and told.-What are you wainting for ! It is time to serve dinner.He then asked you.-Will Rose be long ?-I do not know but I suppose so. Women are not renowned for their quickness to prepare for a feast.-Haha, it is true, you are still young but wise. Then let us drink to your good health before eating.
>>5578231You accepted merrily and you were quickly drinking more spiced wine with the count who seemed to never get drunk. It was at this moment that finally Rose came back. She was stunning in a blue dress complemented by silver jewellery and her radiant smile put some warmth in your heart. Her generous cleavage wasn't here to displease you. You let her sit and complimented her while the first service came, hot bread, pieces of smoked bacon, apples, pears and other fruits that you did not knew, different kind of sausages. You saw the count eating generously, just like you. And as you were helping, like any true gentleman, the lady at your right, in this case Lady Takable, with cutting her bacon he told, over the conversations of everyone. -Brave lords and noble ladies. I am a bit ashamed before you, we have a well travelled man who comes from the other side of the world and I have not asked him about the wonders of his land. We are humble people here, from a faraway province of Bifuria, and if some of us travelled in the empire most of us never have passed it's borders. Only maybe my dear One-Eye who fought in Smaug but it will soon become the empire when we will win so it does not count. He designed his guard's captain, the thin one eyed man in armor who simply nodded while the count continued. -So ravish us with tales, tell us about wonders and glory. I have heard from my son that you were at war... But what is F... France like yes ? Do you have feasts like us ?-I do not want to disturb...-No, no, please talk, I am sure that everyone wants to hear... And do not forget to tell about feasts ! The people seemed to agree, nodding and asking you to talk. Ceding to so much demands you began. You had drunk maybe a bit too much of spiced wine so you ignored if your speech would be better because of it but you began to talk. -France is a beautiful realm of course, from the great plains of Champagne, to the deep forests of Ardennes and the cliffs of Normandy who fall into a turbulent, forever watching, like sentinels, for an attack of the perfidious Englishmen. It is where the greatest city of Christendom lies : Paris ! Proud on the Seine and home to many wonders, but she is not alone, Rouen, Provins, Reims, Troyes, each rivalling by their richness and the magnificence of their cathedrals. And yes.. About feasts...>Talk about how you were received into the hostel of Count Charles de Valois and saw the most magnificent feast of your life. >Talk about the noble king Louis VI the Fat, he knew how to eat and was a good king !>Tell how your father feasted on great days. >Other (write in)After this first speech the count seemed to be fascinated and ordered the second service, made of different soups, to be given while commenting. -Marvelous, and your land, today is it ruled by a king ? Is he, you may speak freely, what we call a good king ?
>>5578234>Tell that he is a great king, of course he is, he brought everyone to heel, strengthened the realm, reformed it's institutions, expelled forced the jewry to buy back it's stolen goods gained by usury, and on the field he has beaten the perfidious Flemish traitors and the Englishmen. He brought order to the realm and it is the most powerful realm of Christendom.>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>Tell that even if he is the king King Philippe is mistaken because of his burgher advisors who encourage him to rule the realm for their profits ! Freedom has been abolished ! Glorious and natural rights like the right of lords to mint their own money or to wage private wars have been abolished ! The tax collectors collect more every day and to approve of this decisions some vile men like Marigny ask for the opinion of councils of burghers and legists that have not even been born with blue blood ! >Other (write in)If there was some reactions to your words but the count asked one question that seemed to interest him a lot. -And this King Philippe, what does he thinks about elves ? And your people, how are it's relationship with them ? You remembered Rose's words at this moment, that you had to avoid to bring the subject of elves on the table or be careful when you talk about the subject. But now you had no choice. You remembered Rose at this moment, that you had to avoid to bring the subject of elves on the table or be careful when you talk about the subject. But now you had no choice.
>>5578236>Guelphs... We have no Guelphs in France, they are more of an Italian problem.>Guelphs, we support the Guelph party, if the Emperor becomes dominant over the pope it will become more powerful. Too powerful. But the Pope too is not a good pope, not a pro French pope... So we simply continue to support the house of Anjou, they are parents of our king's house, because they are the Guelph candidates for the throne of Sicily. >Guelphs, no, no, no, no, no, we are true supporters of the Ghibellines, the Ghibellines are our only hope against total papal control of everything like under Innocent III who stopped us from rightfully taking England. (lie)>Black Guelphs are tolerable, but white Guelphs are a bunch of upjumped burghers with no conception of chivalry, even in a people as dishonourable as Italians they are below standards.>Try to adopt a balanced point of view.>Other (write in)Roll 3 intrigue rolls with a bonus of +30 so a d100, if you roll more than 55 your enthusiasm and the spiced wine will bring you some "creative formulations" that could have your pleasant anecdotes described as "drunken rants" by the ill informed. I will take the 3 first rolls and apply them to each one of the 3 choices.
Rolled 98 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>5578234>Talk about the noble king Louis VI the Fat, he knew how to eat and was a good king !>>5578236>Tell that he is a great king, of course he is, he brought everyone to heel, strengthened the realm, reformed it's institutions, expelled forced the jewry to buy back it's stolen goods gained by usury, and on the field he has beaten the perfidious Flemish traitors and the Englishmen. He brought order to the realm and it is the most powerful realm of Christendom.>>5578238>Try to adopt a balanced point of view.Let's do as Rose said. This man seems obsessed with Guelphs, so it's unwise we roast them over the fire.>>5578231While mentioning germans, don't forget their damned Guelph overlords.
Rolled 44 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>5578234>>Talk about the noble king Louis VI the Fat, he knew how to eat and was a good king !>>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>>Try to adopt a balanced point of view.
>>5578234>Tell how your father feasted on great days. >>5578236>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>>5578238>Guelphs... We have no Guelphs in France, they are more of an Italian problem.>>The ones here seem a mixed bag. Some are quite beutiful and live ling, like in the bible. Some are dark magicians who spy on men's midns and attack hm, like the one I threw rocks at a few days ago...Launch into a tale of our impressive defeat of that respected and feared Black Guelph minion of B'beg
>>5578234>>5578236>>5578238>Talk about how you were received into the hostel of Count Charles de Valois and saw the most magnificent feast of your life. >Tell that he is a great king, of course he is, he brought everyone to heel, strengthened the realm, reformed it's institutions, expelled forced the jewry to buy back it's stolen goods gained by usury, and on the field he has beaten the perfidious Flemish traitors and the Englishmen. He brought order to the realm and it is the most powerful realm of Christendom.>Guelphs... We have no Guelphs in France, they are more of an Italian problem.
Rolled 74 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>5578234>Talk about how you were received into the hostel of Count Charles de Valois and saw the most magnificent feast of your life>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>Try to adopt a balanced point of view.Our grand adventures make feasting all the more sweet
Rolled 64 (1d100)>>5578234>>Talk about the noble king Louis VI the Fat, he knew how to eat and was a good king !>>5578236>>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>>5578238>>Guelphs... We have no Guelphs in France, they are more of an Italian problem.
>>5578234>Talk about how you were received into the hostel of Count Charles de Valois and saw the most magnificent feast of your life.>>5578236>Tell that he is a good king, of course, but sometimes it would be better if he listened more the opinion of his brother, the Count Charles de Valois, and not at this uppity commoner of Marigny. That maybe some feudal privileges could be kept, and these assemblies of burghers disbanded. And if money would be more stable it definitely would be better.>>5578238>Guelphs, we support the Guelph party, if the Emperor becomes dominant over the pope it will become more powerful. Too powerful. But the Pope too is not a good pope, not a pro French pope... So we simply continue to support the house of Anjou, they are parents of our king's house, because they are the Guelph candidates for the throne of Sicily.
>>5579469It is indeed a critical failure, and I am writing. It seems that Louis VI, the balanced opinion about the king and the balanced point of view about the Guelphs have won. In case of equality I choose the first to get to the score.
>>5578723>>5578768Your choice would have been epic, but better skip the part about throwing rocks like a peasant. >>5578773>>5578824Of course, any hero deserves some rest. >>5578924>>5579062>>5579469When you told about feasts you decided to tell about king Louis VI the fat ! He has been alive more than 150 years before you but you knew familial legends about him and it would probably amuse the good people.-Feasts in France ? Yes we feast a lot, there is no feast without roasted pork, poultry, swans served with sugared almonds, dear pies, cervil tarts. And we like rulers who eat well. We had a king once, Louis VI the fat.The count seemed interested.-The fat ? How could he be called the fat ?-We called him the fat, or the pugnacious. He put order in the realm, brought the royal power for the first time under the Loire and burned Montferrand. Never the southern men had seen a king act so boldly and they followed him against the Normans. But the greatest act that he did was eating.It seemed to amuse some people so you continued, the spiced wine helping you find your words.-You see good lords and ladies, when two vassals were quarrelling. The king told them to come to his castle and invited them to eat. It was more than a century ago and the table manners were not as civilised as today, we were not cutting the meat of the ladies around us or cleaning our fingers in small cups of water. No... You should imagine a fat king on his throne, eating like four normal men and dishes, entire boars, hundreds of deer cooked with the priciest spices brought by Venetian merchants, entire tankards of Burgundian wines. And the king looked at them and ate, he did not even say a word, we could only hear his mouth crunching the bones of some pheasant. They waited and waited for him to tell something, but he said nothing, he simply looked at them eating in one day what their lordships produced in a year. Hahaha ! And they understood that if they continued to quarrel he would spend all this money not on tons of meat, rare spices and extravagant dessert but on chainmail and swords to equip so much men at arms that they will simply walk into their castles and rase them to the ground. He did this to the robber barons of Ile de France and took the dungeon of Monthléry by storm ! That was a good king.After seeing him the poor lords only had to go back to their pitiful castles and eat eggs, vegetables and maybe some boar that they had the chance to catch during a happy day hahahaha ! Your enthusiastic rant was appreciated by the count who laughed but you heard something. It was lady Takable who emitted a cry of pain. You asked her.-Rose ? Is everything alright ?Everyone looked at her and she smiled saying.-Y... Yes yes Charles... Everything is alright.
>>5579546She then put one hand under the table as to massage her leg, you wondered why. But since the count told you to continue you continued.-So, I was saying, yes they got back to their poor castles and remembered the insignificance of their lordships and the generosity of the king. He even invited vainquished enemies to dinner in this strange way ! Hahaha ! That was until he ended some too troublesome lines.You smiled at that, one day your ancestor has seen King Louis VI eating, it amused you. But if the count seemed amused, just like his first son, when you looked to your left or to your right you saw only very cold stares. You then realised that baron Crook must have considered your comment about robber barons as an insult and that the count, if in a more affable way, was doing exactly what king Louis VI did. All this feast and this display of riches was to remind all those people that they were bellow him... And you just rubbed it in their faces... In their eyes you were the bastard who insulted them and laughed to be well seen by their superior. By the heavens and Rose... She must have been hurt while trying to kick you and kicking the wooden leg of the table instead. You cursed the fact that you were not the first son of your father and that your understanding of politics was limited to the fact that you should kill what your father or elder brothers designated to be killed. You tried to look kindly at Scarlet but she simply frowned at you. The count was laughing at least, laughing and laughing and he told everybody.-Hahahahaha, ah, this brave lord Charles has a way of telling stories isn't it ? I like it very much don't you ?When he looked at all the landed nobility in the room and they told some unenthusiastic "ayes" and some of them tried to falsely laugh. The count did as if they were honest and told. -Excellent, excellent, very interesting ! Your kings seem to be glorious rulers indeed ! And tell me about the actual king ? Is he a good king ?It was a good question, and since you already were considered by everyone as a perfidious individual you decided to be honest.-Our king Philippe the Fair, fourth of his name, is a good king, yes. He brought the Englishmen and the Flemish rebels to heel. But sometimes... He can be maybe a bit... Swayed by bad councillors. Imagine, a man like Marigny, a commoner who has bought a title on the council ! And he calls to have councils to approve the decisions of the king ! A strange lord with a short red beard asked. -Councils ? Like our council of many ? -No, councils where they assemble burghers, villeins and other manants in the cities to approve the decisions of the king and tell how wise they are.
>>5579548The red bearded lord seemed to not find anything bad about this, he was probably of commoner's stock too and has bought his title. Or his mother had slept with a stable groom and he was a bastard, that would explain his ugliness. -Ah so to control the people's opinion ?What was this imbecile saying ? You spoke authoritatively. -Control it's opinion ? But it is already scandalous that the people HAS an opinion ! Who ASKS the people it's opinion ? You ? -But if they are not represented they might rebel and...This red headed imbecile was clearly possessed by the devil, as shown by the colour of his hair. Of course Lady Sue and Baron Crook approved, Isnott too, the cowards, the fools. You then decided to tell to your scout. -Do you have an opinion Ancel ? There seem to be people who want to ask for it...Ancel looked at them, then at you, like a rat caught with a pack of cheese, and then shrugged with his shoulders. This made the Count laugh a lot and to thank Ancel for his antics you threw him some meat while he was on the floor. You remarked happily that the count, unlike his second son, wasn't against letting commoners eat on the floor. It was the sign that he was a wise man. But you continued. -And unfortunately Marigny gains more power every day... Even if our brave Charles de Valois, the brother of our king and the biggest landowner in our realm tries to protect our right and proper feudal society against such barbaric novelties. He defends the true old customs left to us by king Saint Louis. The count seemed fascinated but tried to explain. -Saint Louis ? Is it the fat one ? You would have laughed but corrected him politely, these discussions made you sober. -No, Louis VI was called the fat, Saint Louis is Louis IX, a pious and just king the best king that we had, he was canonised and under him good customs were kept. He is the grandfather of King Philippe. -And what were those good customs ?-The right for lords to mint their own money ! The right of private war ! And many others !It was enough to create an important discussion. The idea of minting their own coin seemed to please everyone and to fight their neighbours, yes, the people began to appreciate your ideas. They maybe still saw you as a vile individual but a vile individual with intelligent ideas. The lord with it's golden pendant in the form of an iron gate explained.-Yes, it would be better, today only the regional Kings and Queen, and the Emperor can mint coins and in Bifuria some say that a part of the gold is transmuted magically, it creates inflation !You approved. -We have the same problem, the king needed money and he reduced the gold in each livre tournois by one third to mint more coins.
>>5579550A glorious discussion ensued, everyone, even your sworn enemies, agreeing that minting their own coins would be a good idea. But a young knight with a blond beard was even more enthusiastic, he told that there were too much commoners in their strange "council of many" and that the guilds should be expelled from it, only the feudal nobility should be able to council the Emperor. You were going to agree when the count stopped everyone by asking. -And tell me, this King Philippe, what does he thinks about elves ? And your people, how are it's relationship with them ? Everybody became silent in an instant and you saw the pressure mounting towards you. They had stopped their discussions and were fascinated by your answer, in this, very delicate matter. You tried to adopt the most balanced point of view possible. -On one hand, I can understand the Guelphs, papal primacy is an important part of our religion and nobody wants to be ruled by germans, despite all the efforts of Charlemagne they remain barely civilised. But the Ghibellines have a point, they want their Emperor to appoint the bishops, like our king wants to appoint the bishops, and they do not want the pope to interfere too much into their politics. Like when Innocent III stopped us from conquering on pain of excommunication England because the English king told that he was now a vassal of the pope. They seemed to look at you as if you spoke Flemish. Some tried to understand when finally the count's first son, the brave Veryon asked. -So you are telling me that... The elves and the goblins are worth each other in your eyes. You nodded.-That is exactly what I said. Everybody seemed to stop for a moment, there was silence, and then, then you heard the count laughing, and then his son, and then a great deal of the noblemen assembled here. Count Hapyon told you, at this moment.-I do not know if you are brave or foolish to tell this, but be reassured, we are fed up with those arrogant pointy eared bastards too ! Let us drink some liquor before the fifth service, you have a lot to learn about some plots of the Guelphs.And he spoke, he spoke he spoke but you failed to remember exactly what he said, there was apparently a Guelph plot to usurp the crown. What you remarked was that even baron Crook seemed to half agree with it and that there were no pointy eared guelphs in the room. It was strange, there was a lot of nobles here but no Guelphs while Oldfossil told you that they made a non negligible part of the nobility. Unfortunately the liquor, then the beverage that they called strongwine messed with your head. Some small bit's of yesterday's night, like when Ancel and your men, just like you, taught the song about how we hanged the bailli of Limousin by his innards to some young knights and soldiers or the laugh of Lady Rose came back to you but most of it was blurry.
>>5579553You remembered watching some stuffed animals, and singing with the count, then going for a stroll with his first son and some young knights, then... Cries and pain... And... Ouch.. You just fell on your head and looked around you. Your head hurt, it hurt a lot. Especially when it was combined with the pain from your hangover. You really had drunk too much. You hoped that at least you could remember something from the last evening but something... Was wrong... You failed to recognise your environment. You were not in your room at the castle. You were in a basement... A strange and empty basement. Were you put here by your companions because you were too drunk ? Or were you a prisoner ? And Rose ? And your men ? Were they alright ?Despite your hangover you tried to open the only door but it was locked and while putting a hand on your face you remarked that a frontal part of your head hurt, you hadn't anything to look at yourself but you clearly fought... And you hadn't your sword on your person. It was when you heard some voices if you pressed your hear against the oak door that stopped you from leaving. >Try to listen to the voices.>Scream that you want to be freed.>Try to find another access to the room where you are. >Try to find something in the basement to use it as a weapon. >Other (write in)
>>5579556>Try to listen to the voices.Well, our speech went better than expected (we impressed our lord, and who cares for the opinions of pagan rivals?), but... Eesh. Things went sour while we were drunk, I gather.
>>5579556>>Try to listen to the voices.
>>5579556>Try to listen to the voices.
>>5579556>Try to listen to the voicesDamn, but I thought... he liked the Guelphs? Rose said to be careful when talking about them?Well, no matter now. This might give us some advantage in dealing with the vagrants' guild situation, if we can speak to Count in private and tell him one of them was a manly dressed, entitled Guelph who threatened and spat in our face... and the lizardman we honestly mistaken for a rare beast to hunt...
>>5579556>>Try to find something in the basement to use it as a weapon.We must be ready for action
>>5579665Of course, but having many enemies could be detrimental to our cause.>>5579686>>5579819>>5580168>>5580528In this case it seems that he dislikes them. And yes, you should remind him of our glorious victories, he seems to like you. >>5580539A wise decision but the majority prefers to ear first what the knaves who locked you here wanted to say. ====You stuck your hear near the door and heard a young woman's voice-Are you sure that this is a good idea.. I mean he looked dangerous.A young man answered her in a confident tone.-He tried to punch some guys but he was too drunk to do anything. And I can just blast him easily with my powers. Or in the inexplicable case if I don't do that you could do it too.She seemed to be a bit taken aback.-And if he has hangover and cannot answer ?-Oh he will, we will play good cop bad cop, I will be the bad one, and if he cannot answer try the spell against hangover. You must have learned domestic magic and all that crap. Good cop and bad cop ? Did they meant cup ? They wanted to make you drink something ? Maybe poison you ! The bastards !-Y...yes...-Well then once he will speal the beans out we will know everything. Let's go !You the heard footsteps towards your door and began to recoil, you understood that they will open. If they were a man and a woman you decided to try to jump on the man, knock him out or kill him, and then scare the woman so she would tell you everything. You waited a bit and heard that someone was putting a key in the reinforced door but before you could act your heard a strong voice, the voice of the young man.-WAKE UP YOU BASTARD ! HAHA ! WAKE UP !His strong voice, since he was screaming, even if not at you, hurt your head terribly, screaming near people with an hangover was always a bad idea. You held your head and told. -Shut up by Saint Denis... Shut up...But the man, shorter than you by a head, with short brown hair and dressed in an elegant red robe with a golden trim told you. -You are not giving me orders you son of a bitch ! You will now answer me, tell me why you killed the adventurers of the Dashing and Daring party ? Mmmmh ? You better answer now or we will teleport you to a secretive prison in a demiplane and do waterelementaling on you and more than waterelementaling ! There was a magical anomaly. Are you covering it ? Mmmh ? He then poked at you with his finger and you were at a loss of words after such insolence. You looked at him and saw that he had only a sheathed dagger as a weapon. You could probably kill him. You then looked to the woman, a small and young girl with innocent eyes who looked like she was very intimidated. Even in your state you didn't doubt your chances to prevail against them. But maybe you should let them talk more before choosing violence.
>>5580711>Use violence to make the insolent man shut up (combat roll)>Their insolence killed them. Do not try to be insolent.>Where I am and who are you ?>Magical anomaly ? Are you a witch ? >Do you know that I am a nobleman ? Who are you to imprison me like this ? You do not look like royal sergeants or provosts !>Other (write in)
>>5580712>>Do you know that I am a nobleman ? Who are you to imprison me like this ? You do not look like royal sergeants or provosts !
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>5580712>Use violence to make the insolent man shut up (combat roll)
Rolled 41 (1d100)>>5580712>>Use violence to make the insolent man shut up (combat roll)We can do interrogations after silencing this fool
>>5580712>Where I am and who are you ?>Do you know that I am a nobleman ? Who are you to imprison me like this ? You do not look like royal sergeants or provosts !I demand to speak to their manager!
Rolled 86 (1d100)>>5580712>Use violence to make the insolent man shut up (combat roll)
>>5580712>>Use violence to make the insolent man shut up (combat roll)
>>5580712>>Where I am and who are you ?>>Do you know that I am a nobleman ? Who are you to imprison me like this ? You do not look like royal sergeants or provosts !
>>5580822>>5580940>>5580971Well said, it is the way.>>5580999Lady Karen would be proud. >>5581008>>5581119>>5581274Since the man poked you with his finger you put your hand on the side of his face and when he said...-What.. yYou pushed his head into the stone wall with all your strength it hit his skull with a strange crushing sound. The lady behind him gasped and you decided to hit him twice more, once because he was insulting you and a second time because the sound it's skull made each time you hit it with full force against the corner of the wall had a strange relaxing effect on your headache. You then turned towards the lady who seemed to panic and stutter and tried to say something in a language ressembling latin while moving her hands. You grabbed her by the neck and began to choke her. She seemed terrified but at the same time reddenned even when your relaxed your grip to allow her to answer... Strange. You told.-Where am I and who are you ?-Y... You are at the Mage's guild headquarters in Pleasantville my lord. I.. am Ava.. I was.. sent here with Zoomer Brushcutson to investigate about a magical anomaly in the local lordship.. and Zoomer.. is he dead ? You looked at the man, some blood poured from it's skull and he didn't move. You told.-Who cares. Do you know that I am a nobleman ? Who are you ? Some guild members, some burghers to DARE imprison me like this ? You are not even royal sergeants or provosts.She seemed even more terrified since you said it in a very outraged tone. It was true ! Some traitors tried to kill you when you were drunk, or imprisoned you. What was this ? The Sicilian vespers ? It was a move perfidious enough to come from a Flemish ! And being imprisoned by burghers who are witches ! It was too much ! A sane hatred was building inside you, they already should be burned alive for practising witchcraft but now it was really personnal. They deserved to suffer ! She stuttered some words.-B... but we thought that you were in league with dark powers, you killed the adventurers that we had sent, we wanted to come to Local to talk to you but since you were there and you were drunk and trying to fight with someone in the Len Inn we decided to send some mercenaries to pick you up and...-Silence, I have heard enough..-Please let me live, I was against this idea, I...So these magical blackguards were trying to interrogate you like they were some kind of royal sergeants ! They thought that they were above the law and above nobility ! They should be hanged like the common bandits that they were if they were not to be burned alive first for practising magic. You decided to ask.
>>5581460>And how to get out of here ?>Is there more heretics above ?>And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?>Other (write in)Then you had to do something with the witch while you escaped. You loathed killing or hitting women but she was a witch so potentially dangerous. >Kill the witch.>Attach and gag the witch with something.>Knock the witch out.
>>5581462>And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?>Is there more heretics above ?>Attach and gag the witch with something.killing her would be foolish, we could make her a spy. maybe even spread misinformation, blaming it on the Baug the Terrible guy.
>>5581462>>And how to get out of here ?>>And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?>Knock the witch out
>>5581462>And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?>Is there more heretics above ?>Attach and gag the witch with something.
>>5581462>>And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?>>Is there more heretics above ?>>Attach and gag the witch with something.
>>5581462>And how to get out of here ?>Is there more heretics above ?Goddamned heretics. We should set the whole building on fire!>Kill the witch.We cannot leave the witnesses. Last time we did that resulted in THIS very outrageous situation.>You loathed killing or hitting women but she was a witchA witch loses all female rights when she lets devil take her virgin purity, that is why we burn them!>>5581460>the sound it's skull made each time you hit it with full force against the corner of the wall had a strange relaxing effect on your headacheHere I go cackling at 1am. Thank you, LL.
>>5581470It is a wise idea in the future, having a spy network helps a lot with intrigue and war.>>5581479>>5581529>>5581769>>5581849Preferably once we will be outside. And your opinion on purging the witch shows your determination, you should have been an Inquisitor (I still regret that you haven't chosen Frère Ponce as a companion but such is life). And I am happy to have made you laugh.====You decided to ask the lady the first question that came to your mind.-And you didn't think that the count would search for me ?-I... I thought so but Zoomer... told that you were with two drunk people, one of them slept, the other one even told us that we can take you since you were an... Do not hit me but he said that you were an asshole...It was treason then... One of those parasites betrayed you because of your speech... Of course you should have known it. Or the baron paid him. You will need to find him. But when you frowned she added.-And the count cannot search you here. The Mage's Guild is protected from searches by Imperial Decree.Privileges to burghers. India was truely an awful realm. You decided to kill your frustration by hitting the wood of a box lying there with your fist. You then asked. -How many people is there upstairs.-I... I do not know but the Mage's guild here is composed of ten people but some are not here so I don't know...You began to think quickly and decided to take the dagger of the lying man who was still bleeding and not moving. Once in possession of the dagger you tried to find something to attach the young witch. She was terrified and told.-Will you... Kill me.-Be silent, witch... And no... I am searching for some rope.-B...but you will kill the others I can't... Let you do this... You looked at her and frowned, signifying that yes you will probably kill enough to leave the place. She then placed her hand on yours and told.-Somnis...You wondered what that meant. -What are you trying to do witch ? Curse me ?-B... But... It's... Impossible, it worked with that creep at the tavern it... -What ? -No, nothing sorry, I am sorry... Y... You are searching something to... Attach me ?-Yes. She then redened, you wondered why, and waited very quietly for you to find some ropes in one of the boxes and to cut some cloth from another to gag her. She looked excited and gasped when you did this, it was almost if she took pleasure in it. Witches were strange, probably a side effect of their satanism. You then picked the keys of the door from the body of the insolent man whose head had hit the wall. There seemed to be a lot of keys in it and if it might be noisy you wouldn't want to come before a closed door and not be able to open it.
>>5581934You decided to try to go out of the door and remarked that you were in a corridor which ended in a small spiral staircase from which voices came. You distinguished the voices of at least three people but could not know what they were saying if you didn't move towards the door.On the left and the right of the basement you saw two other oak doors. Each one of them had, unlike yours a kind of smaller trapdoor to permit the guardians to look in the cell from outside. You opened one and saw a strange thing, a woman, but not like any woman, she looked a bit like a pointy eared Guelph but was all blue and glowing. It was like her skin was made of glowing blue matter. When she saw you she began to run towards the door and tell.-Finally, it is disenchanted ! And you don't look like a mage you...She touched the door and disappeared in a flash of fire. You recoiled, afraid, and did the sign of the cross against this devilry. What did it meant ? You opened the door and saw that all that remained from that glowing woman was a small pile of ash. You did the sign of the cross a new time. You never saw something like this... Was this door cursed by some evil person ? Was it stopping prisoners from touching it ? Yes, it was probably prisoners since the door was clearly reinforced by steel nails and that instead of a pile of boxes it had a kind of couch for a person to sleep in it and nothing else. There must have been no place in the prison so you were thrown into the cellar. You deduced that the other prison cell must be full.You watched through the trapdoor and saw four people chained to the wall. They seemed to be in good shape despite this. Clearly they were not questioned often and seemed well fed.The biggest of them was a young man, perhaps younger than you but strong as an ox with clearly the build of a warrior and a kind of charisma that emanated from him. The second one was a beast woman who looked like a cat, she was probably the result of an intercourse between man and beast. She seemed to sing something to herself like a madwoman. -I hate humans. We must kill humans. Kill humans. Behead humans. Roundhouse kick a human into the pavement. Slam dunk a human baby into the well. Crucify filthy humans. Defecate in a humans food.Clearly this showed once more that dogs were more amiable companions than cats. You then looked at the third prisoner, a kobold ! A small kobold with a stupid air who simply tried to make the cat lady be silent by saying something in his tongue sounding like.-GAK..... GAKGAK !
>>5581935The last one was the most interesting. She was... The most beautiful woman that you saw. Her pale flesh contrasted perfectly with her black hair and even if she was asleep you clearly saw the pointed ears that indicated that she was a Guelph. But unlike other guelph ladies like the merchant's daughter, who you classed before as the most beautiful woman that you saw, this one was... Almost naked ! She had no dress, only something to cover her private parts and breasts. It let you see that she had what she needed where she needed and was quite athletic, if tall and thin like all the rest of her people. But even if you were extremely aroused you wondered if she was some kind of prostitute to dress like this or if she was undressed by the Wizards living here for their pleasures.You then looked at your keys, you could enter this cell of course or directly go upstairs.>Go to the staircase.>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys.>Search for another exit>Other (write in)
>>5581937>>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys.Are we taking the witch with us or not?
>>5581937>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys.We can set them free and blame the fire on the mad pussy. Also, I couldn't decide who is the worse scum, so I split my attention:Toss Khajiit into active volcanoes. Urinate into Guelphs' water supply. Judo throw Khajiit into a spike pit. Twist Guelphs' heads off. Report Khajiit to the Queen. Karate chop Queen in half. Curb stomp pregnant black Guelphs. Trap Khajiit in quicksand. Pulverize Guelph heads in Lady Rose's shit bucket. Liquefy Khajiit in a vat of acid. Eat Guelphs. Dissect Khajiit. Exterminate Guelphs in the poison chamber. Stomp Khajiit skulls with steel boots. Cremate Guelphs in the smithy. Lobotomize Khajiit. Mandatory abortions for Khajiit. Crush Guelph fetuses in the latrines. Drown Guelphs in boiling oil. Vaporize Khajiit with devilry. Kick old Guelphs down the stairs. Feed Khajiit to alligators. Slice Guelphs with a zweihander.>>5582041Why would we take that reddened satanist with us? It is better to burn this place and its evil residents, I tell you.
>>5582309We may need a hostage to leave this place safely. Plus she may have more information.
>>5582318>leave safelyThese wimps' magic has 0 effect around us. No need for autism.
>>5582320Doesn't hurt to keep her around as witness for a trial. We can get the stupid guild outlawed if we prove that they kidnapped a nobleman.
>>5581937>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys
>>5582323I believe that the mages guild is bigger than these twelve fools and putting them on trial will draw attention to us. This is based on the Mudcore choices we were presented before, one of which was like world-changing Mudcore, which would cause the mages to take notice and try to cancel us big time (implying they might be a bigger threat).
>>5581937>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys."I assume all of you lot hate the guild as much as I do?"
>>5581937>>Try to open the cell containing the four prisoners with one of the keys.Perhaps the human we might at least be able to recruit.
>>5582041That is a true question. I shall add it as an option.>>5582309Your fire is a beacon of racism that will lighten the way from Poltard to Hitleria. I cannot determine if it is a good or bad thing. >>5582320A wise choice, sometimes it is better to work alone. >>5582323>>5582350>>5582409As per the informations that Oldfossil gave you in thread 1 (it was more than a year ago so i can understand that you have forgotten) the Mage's Guild is powerful organisation present in the entire Empire and even sometimes beyond it's borders that oversees the practice of magic, their headquarters are at the Imperial Capital and we have visited them during a prologue (I think that it was on thread 3). They have their own academies, a magical surveillance array to detect any practice of magic or any magical anomaly in the Empire, some permanent seats at the Council of Many (parliament), they give the Imperial legion battallions of battlemages and every lord a court mage to be present everywhere. They are allied with some guilds like the Adventurer's guild and some paladin orders too. So yes they are a gigantic organisation of tens of thousands of members and, if what Ava said is true you are in their headquarters in Pleasantville, a quite small place because it is a small town but the simple fact that they are even in small towns shows their power. >>5582510Haha, beautiful introduction.>>5582559It is an interesting idea, but are not all of them human beings even if some of them have pig blood, cat blood, rat blood or Italian blood ?====You decided to open the door, after trying five different keys you managed to open it and entered inside. The young man raised an eyebrow when you entered and said.-So, you intend to cut us open here since you brought this dagger... I thought that you would do it in your laboratory. The Mage's Guild isn't what it was...You answered him.-I am not a witch, I was a prisoner here, like you.The kobold was the first to answer.-Ooooh, Gak Gak ! The cat lady looked at you with hateful eyes and hissed at you like a hateful cat. You then looked at the sleeping Guelph lady, you wondered how soft was her creamy skin, you looked at her long legs, her beautiful thighs, her belly and the of course her breasts that were of a good size like those of a young lady that you met in Reims. You were looking at them when you heard a soft and melodious female voice.-My eyes are up here, handsome...You redened a bit, of course... You tried to smile your best smile and looked at her perfect face. She had, and it was the first time that you saw it, eyes that glowed like molten gold and soft lips that seemed made to smirk. You answered.-Sorry my lady, do you need to cover yourself ?It made most of the people here, all of them besides the kobold, laugh in unison and the Guelph lady told.-What ? Have you never seen a lightly dressed woman ?
>>5582615It made you redden more. And you scrambled to answer.-This is improper. But very lovely. But do not worry, I have came to free you prisoners.The young man answered quickly.-Good sir, your arrival is most welcome indeed but I have to disappoint you, first we are not exactly prisoners...-What ? But why are you chained then ? Are you liking it like this silly witch that I attached ?The Guelph lady asked if "you were into bondage" but you dismissed her, not understanding the words and not wanting to appear silly. You concentrated into the man.-Not really good sir, but we are more test subjects than prisoners. To be opened like rats in a laboratory to create magical experiences. Imagine us like corpses that will be dissected by a doctor...You were disgusted by this.-What ? How ? Doctors cut corpses open here ? This is most disrespecting ! Those doctors should be put to death for their sins ! The church openly condemns such heresies !They all spoke at the same time, the cat lady saying that she wanted to open human bodies with a knife and eat them, the Guelph lady something about you being a "damned cultist of Antivaxx" and the kobold told "Gak Gak gakkagak".-Hum... I suppose it would be hard for them to know how the body functions without seeing it from the inside...-Nonsense ! Holy prayer and a glass of wine every day can put an end to most of illnesses. -Yes... As you wish... But here they are more about testing magical products on us. By injecting them in our blood and seeing the results. They began with our dear Furry over here.He designated the crazy cat lady who was mumbling about various way of killing people.-Was she mad before they "tested it" ?-Yes, and she was laughing madly even in the middle of the night, she has become more sane. But others have died.You nodded and began to walk towards the Guelph lady to free her but the man told in a panicked voice. -Don't do this ?The Guelph lady answered.-Do it !The man explained.-There is a security mechanism, if more than one pair of shackles is opened then an alarm will be set and everyone in the tower will know that there are patients escaping. The beautiful lady told.-He is saying idiocies handsome, do not listen to him. He simply wants to keep me here because I refused his advances.Seeing how she was dressed you doubted that she refused anyone's advances and so, even if she was marvelous to look at, you doubted of her sincerity. But could you trust the man ? Maybe he wanted to be freed first to kill you, because he was insane, and didn't want the lady to help you in case of a brawl.Maybe this story about an alarm was false. After a moment of silence you decided to tell.-Well then I shall free the Kobold.And advanced towards him with a key, that seemed to please him since he told.-Gooooga ? Gakkagak ! But both the man and the scantily clad Guelph lady cried at the same time.-DON'T DO THIS !
>>5582617These cries did nothing good to your headache but they meant that their story about an alarm was true, you saw panic in their voices and understood that you had the power to decide who will leave with you or be left to die. You watched all of them and each one of them told something to try to convince you. The cat lady explained.-Free me and you will be the last human that I kill ! Hahaha !You turned quickly towards the others. The strong young man told you. -I am a warrior, I could help you, and I know of loyalty unlike this bitch right here.She raised an eyebrow and told.-Do not believe him, he is a common bandit, and I could kill this "warrior" in the blink of an eye. I can offer you services that you would not imagine.She said in a sultry voice while he told.-She is a dark elf ! The people who feels so obligated to betray it's allies that they have a special supplementary fee in their contracts for the effort to not betray you. You smiled at this and answered.-Typical from the Italians that they are.The lady laughed at this and explained.-And we invented the double fee to not feel compulsed to betray more when we have signed an agreement about not betraying. But I promise that I will not betray you before escaping those mages.You then sighed. And looked at the kobold who looked back, it's ugly face contorting into an interrogative expression.-Sooobag Gak Gak ?You had a choice to make.>Free the crazy cat lady.>Free the strong young man.>Free Gakgak the kobold>Free the beautiful black Guelph "maiden">Leave them all here.>Leave them all here and laugh.>Ask each one of them why they were imprisoned here before choosing.>Take the bound witch as an hostage>Other (write in)
>>5582618>Free the beautiful black Guelph "maiden">Take the bound witch as an hostageIf possible do both. If not just take the witch and let's not trip the alarm.
>>5582618>Kill the cat ladyBecause it will die soon anyways, and this is a mercy. And god forbid it get out and start making true on the things it is saying.>cut her legs offWe can use them to recuff a set of cuffs and free two prisoners.>Free the strong young man.>Free Gakgak the kobold>Take the bound witch as an hostage
>>5582618>Take the bound witch as an hostage>Ask each one of them why they were imprisoned here before choosing.>Leave them all here and laugh.
>>5582618>Free the crazy cat lady.A whore, an idiot and a kobold? Grab the cat by the collar and use her as a weapon, I say! It has nothing to do with our Lord secretly wondering how would it be to have an attack tiger.
>>5582618>>Free the strong young man.At the very least he is a pure human
>>5582618>Free the strong young man.>Take the bound witch as an hostage
>>5582618>Kill Crazy cat lady>Free man>Free Guelph thot>Take the witch hostage
>>5582671This is actually a great idea to hack the system, you deserve 10 xp for this and I think that I will let the people vote until the late afternoon ( if they want to free two people instead of one or none at all.
>>5583444I shall support killing the Cat lady, but I want to free the "maiden" and the man. 3 people and a hostage is unbeatable.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>5582618>Kill the cat lady>cut her legs off>Free the strong young man.>Take the bound witch as an hostage1 - Free Guelph2 - Free Kobold
>>5582618>Free the strong young man.>Free Gakgak the kobold>Free the beautiful black Guelph "maiden"
>>5582669>>5582671>>5582703Gigachad move.>>5582812Nonsense good sir, every well read man knows that tigers have blue fur and that to capture one you have to capture the cub and once the mother pursues you you have to drop a mirror. Seeing her reflection in the mirror she will think that it is her baby tiger. >>5583038And the others are not ? They are maybe a bit more furry than moors but less black. >>5583197>>5583377>>5583457Noted.>>5583571Poor Gakgak. I feel bad for him.>>5583801You thought an instant about the situation, the shackles of each prisoner seemed to glow and you deduced that they were the reason for the alarm. While all of them looked at you, the cat lady mumbling something, you took your dagger and slit her throat.She was mad and it was a mercy kill, you normally were nice to women and cats but the products of bestiality deserved no such tests. All the prisoners seemed to be a bit fearful of you and the lady asked.-Will you slit all our throats like this and...-Silence, woman. Learn to keep your mouth shut while I think.-Charming...She answered in an ironic tone.You then decided to begin to saw off the legs of the cat lady with your dagger, you had some experience with skinning and cutting beasts open but you were certain that your doublet would be ruined. Yes, it would not do, you didn't want it to be ruined it was your only doublet. So you decided to remove it, making the woman look at you with interest, and begin to saw off both the legs of the cat lady. The young man asked.-I am sorry good sir but are you a kind of... Sadist ?-I do not know what it means, but let me work.After five good minutes you were covered in blood but you managed to saw off the legs of the woman, cutting the tendons, with simply a ceremonial dagger. It was... Hard but necessary.You then approached the young man and got the key.-I will free one of your hands and then put a leg into the shackles, with this the magical fey that makes the alarm ring will probably not notice your absence and I will free the lady.The man seemed surprised and told.-I see that you are a specialist in magical theory.You had no idea of what magical theory was but you nodded, subordinates needed to trust their lord in all cases, after all your work was to think and decide for them while they basked in blissfull obedience without any responsibility.The lady told.-You are... Pretty intelligent for a human handsome, and seeing your bloody chest makes me want..-Silence, I am to get married !
>>5583827You tried to resist your urges and felt a bit ashamed since she looked at you like at a pile of fresh meat. You already saw this look on your great uncle when at 70 years old he looked at his new 16 years old bride. You decided to sweep the blood from you with a rag and put back your doublet. Once the young man was free you ordered him to bring the bound witch to you and began to unshackle the black Guelph beauty. It was a moment of truth and you held your breath while you unshackled one of her hands, then the other. Since no alarm was heard you all breathed a sight of relief. You then looked at the kobold who looked at you with big eyes and told.-Gakgak ?You felt bad for him, even if he was a vile creature. And told.-Sorry Gakgak, another time perhaps.He then decided to brood alone and turned his back upon you. You then saw that the young lad was bringing the bound witch with her. The Guelph lady happily proclaimed.-Oh she's into bondage, hot...You decided to answer, not knowing what the Guelph meant but supposing that it was another Italian perversity.-Be silent ! And keep watch over her, you young man, follow me, we will try to watch the guardians that we hear upstairs before acting. The young man nodded while the Guelph lady of little virtue agreed reluctantly. You began to slowly enter the spiral staircase, whispering to the young man.-You know how to fight ? Have you been at war ?-I... Yes but... You have been ?-Of course I fought in Aragon, Aquitaine and Flanders and protected my lands against the Barrois.His face seemed to brighten.-You are a real master of warfare.. I.. Ignored it. I am sorry master for not showing you proper respect I...-Silence... We need to hear what they are saying.You had came just behind the door to the ground floor and seen that it was not locked. Behind it you heard some voices, a man was saying.-And then he told me that Zarobar the unruly was a student of Kadalka. Can you imagine ? Hahahaha..The woman seemed to laugh too and some other people with them. You failed to understand and your companion explained.-Typical Mage humor, it is always about name of people that we do not even know.You agreed and you listened, you then whispered.-There is at least five of them.The young man seemed pessimistic.-Five trained mages and we only have a dagger, we are dead.-A pious man doesn't have to fear magic. God will protect.-Is it really how you survived all your battles ?-Yes, God decides of all, but a bit of training and a heavy mail armor can help too. He seemed to take note while you heard a sensual female voice in your ear and turned back, afraid.-I could jump on them from the door, handsome.You frowned.-By Saint Michael you irreverencious woman ! Why are you here and not with our prisoner. -I was bored.
>>5583833The young man who was suddenly loyal tried to order her before even you did.-Return here with her and obey the master of warfare ! He freed us.-Already sucking cock you...You slapped her and she held her cheek. You could not stand women who told profanities. Even a whore or a farmer's daughter must know to speak politely in presence of a nobleman.-Language, woman. Talk with elegance and behave better. And dress modestly.She licked her lip and seemed to take a kind of delight in the pain. You then hoped that it hadn't made the mages aware of your presence.-How I am supposed to jump on them when they are at the other side of the room if I have a long dress ?-Nobody could jump at the other side of a room in one jump anyway woman.-Are you blind handsome ? I have pointy ears and no wrinkles unlike your human girls, I can do it easily.-I do not know what pointy ears and a youthful appearance have to do with the ability to jump over great distance.The lady put her face in her hand while the young man told.-Master, the elves are agile I should give them this and...You then heard a man's voice from the door.-Ava, Zoomer ? Is it you ? I have heard voices in the staircase.Damn it... They had heard your bickering, you had to act quickly.>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.>Take the hostage with you and try to go out by menacing her.>Other (write in)You gain 2 mudcore for your dismemberment worthy of a maniac. And 10 xp for this excellent idea. And 1 piety for fighting back against bestiality and murder. ====Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 3XP : 435+10 = 445 (next level at 450)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 51+1 = 52Mudcore : 47+2 = 49With 49 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>>5583835>>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.
>>5583835>>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.We must salley forth with utmost urgency, leave them no time to react! Violence of action men! Montjoie!
>>5583863>>5583866I am sorry good sirs, but in case of attack please roll a combat roll, I forgot to mention it. And Montjoie indeed.
Rolled 59 (1d100)>>5583873
Rolled 3 (1d100)>>5583835>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.I just hope boob physics were already invented back then.
>>5583835>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.May God forgive us for putting our faith in this foul-mouthed Italian harlot. At least if she is a Guelph, she is maybe Catholically-inclined.
Rolled 21 (1d100)>>5584014Woops, dice in wrong field
>>5583835>>Open the gates and attack, hope that the Guelph lady can jump as far as she said.Punish these heathen warlocks and hope we manage to make it back for the trial. Can we use this as fodder for our case?
>>5583863>>5583866Of course, Montjoie ! Saint Denis !>>5583898>>5583941>>5584014It was for a good cause, the extermination of witches who desecrated bodies ! >>5584016>>5584026Probably, I do not think that the count will be pleased to learn that some guildsmen dare to arrest his guests. No time to lose, Montjoie ! To war ! Death to the witches ! Sus ! Sus ! You made sign to your comrades at arms to charge and opened the door.Only two of the heretics were not sitting, they were walking towards the door, it was a woman and a moor. You saw that only the saracen was armed with a blade and charged him. He was still too shocked to unsheathe his sword and even with your headache you managed to gut him in the stomach, hitting once, then twice, twisting the dagger in his innards then pushing him on the floor and stomping on his head in the marble floor. Different emotions rushed your mind, it reminded you of the assassin fight, this exceptional sensation of fighting people of your size and killing them. Those small green Ghibellines and those kobolds were simply wimps but here, even if this moor was not strongly built he reminded you of someone you could have fought in France and you remembered the delicious sensation of killing an enemy up close. The best way to describe it would be the thrill of the hunt, coupled by the satisfaction of feeling that you had one less problem. It was in those moments that you remembered that behind all the veneer of piety and civilisation made by knighthood your family descended from those terrifying Frankish warriors who put an end to the roman rule in fire and blood and subjugated the local celts. They were a savage and violent people, even if they converted, and it was in those bloody battles that you connected with your ancestors.
>>5584055You saw that around you the strong young man downed the witch right beside the moor with a single punch while the Guelph lady. Even when she was unarmed she jumped, with inhuman agility over both of you and to a distance that shouldn't be possible. You had rarely seen someone moving at such speed. She jumped right on the table kicking one of the three sitting mages, a lady in a funny hat, right in the face and sending her to the wall. She then somersaulted, dodging a strange ray that came from the hand of one of the still sitting mages, a glowing blue man like the woman reduced to ash that you saw in the first cell and landed right on his shoulders, wrapping her thighs around his head and trying to pivot to twist his neck with all her weight. You tried to unsheathe the dead moor's sword, a hard exercise since he fell on the scabbard, while thinking that they are worse deaths than this but remarked that she failed. Maybe she was too light to manage this. She swore while the last mage, a short brown bearded man hit materialised a kind of golden fist over his head. The female mage just kicked in the head tried to rise too but your guelph companion was quicker, she saw a knife that they used for cutting cheese and threw it right in her neck, killing her instantly, unfortunately the strange golden fist summoned by the bearded mage flew towards her like a javelin and hit her hard sending her sprawling on a bookshelf. The blue glowing man still half choked by air, rose finally and told. -Bitch...While lightning danced between his fingers... You recoiled a small instant in fear against someone who could throw lightning like a pagan god of old but your young companion profited of the distraction to slam him towards the ground. Punching him hard once he was on the ground and... And receiving another golden fist from the bearded mage that threw him right near the Guelph who was still recovering from such curse. You then advanced to help your companions, having stumbled because of your headache. And heard the bearded man say. -You bastards, you will suffer ! Drown hahahahahaah !And after those words orbs of water engulfed the heads of your companions, water that seemed not to fall on the floor but to simply obstruct their heads to drown them. You were too, victim of this orb since in a small instant your head was submerged in water but it then fell, as it should and you emerged coughing and soaked but largely intact while your two companions were fighting for their lives. The bearded mage, seeing you advancing, recoiled saying. -What the fuck...But his companion helped, firing lightning on you but their pagan lighting had no power against a pious knight and you laughed it off. Their terrified looks were priceless when you began to run towards them, sword in hand.
>>5584057You first cut off the blue glowing man with a powerful vertical blow that cut half his neck, a rib and probably a lung as well. The other man tried to drown you in flames but they were as nonexistent against your righteous fury. He tried to cry.-H...But hadn't the time to make a sound before you separated his head from his shoulders in a mighty blow worthy of a song. You looked at your two companions then, they were coughing still and spitting water but the orbs around their heads dissipated. They were alive. You then looked around you while they were coming to their senses, and checked if all the witches were dead. It was indeed the case, all of them had fallen by a blade, only the first woman and she had been killed in one punch by the young lad that was with you. It didn't surprise you, she was frail and her head hit the marble floor with violence. You looked for a door and found one, but it had no handle and there was no way to open it. There was a staircase too. The guelph lady, who saw you, told. -You fight well, for a human, and have powerful wards, I should have known that you were a spellblade, but I do not know what do you want to do with this door. It cannot be opened without a password, and the bastards higher in the tower probably have it. Or we can try to break it with an axe or something to use as a battering ram.Since you were more busy observing her wet body than trying to answer. The young man, who looked towards you with more and more admiration told. -I am sure that the master of warfare knows what to do. He is an artist with the blade and saved us letting the enemy pepper him with spells to show the extent of his powers. You liked the way that this young man talked about you. Master of warfare, it sounded like a good title. But you had a choice to make. And quickly, your battle was brief and surprisingly not very noisy but someone could have heard. >Let us use some table as a battering ram to open this door.>Everyone, split up and find an axe. >Let us go upstairs, we will torture someone for the password. >The young lady that we have taken prisoner maybe knows the password. >Other (write in)You had maybe some interrogations for your companions. >You fight quite well too, were do you learned the art of battle dear companions ? >Spellblade ? What is it ? >It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.>Other (write in)
>>5584059You spend 5 piety to resist to so much spells.====Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 3XP : 445 (next level at 450)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 52-5 = 47Mudcore : 49With 49 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>>5584059>>The young lady that we have taken prisoner maybe knows the password.Low effort and it is worth a try>>It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.Those filthy guildsmen got what was coming to them
>>5584059>The young lady that we have taken prisoner maybe knows the password.>It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.I am assured the young man will instantly convert after our show of might! We do need the ego-boost after getting caught out by our enemies, drunk as Ancel's father
>>5584059>Let us use some table as a battering ram to open this door.>Spellblade ? What is it ?
>>5584059>The young lady that we have taken prisoner maybe knows the password. >It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.Ah shit, our mudcore is nerfing our dark elf ally. I bet she could have killed that guy without -4 Strength
>>5584059>The young lady that we have taken prisoner maybe knows the password.>It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.
>>5584059>Everyone, split up and find an axe.We need another weapon anyway, just in case.>It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.What is this elf pervert even dressed like? All I got it that her chest is exposed, but she isn't fully nude. Please excuse my curiosity.>>5584057>in a small instant your head was submerged in water>but it then fell, as it should It's these moments that I read this quest for. Very satisfying power fantas- er, realism stuff.>>5584155I agree, women shouldn't fight. Especially not without armor.
>>5584142Of course, sometimes the simpler solutions are the best.And yes, killing guildsmen and b*rghers should be considered as a sport. >>5584146Ancel's Father at least died by drowning in a pond because of it's clubfoot when he was drunk. It has some style while we got simply jumped while drunk in a tavern.>>5584154>>5584155Well observed. >>5584476>>5584496I think that I wrote that her breasts and her private parts were the only parts of her that were covered (Blue board and all of that). So imagine that she is dressed with a loincloth and a kind of bikini like on the image here >>5583827And yes, of course women shouldn't fight. They are here to carry the next generation of warriors. ====While you heard the young man defend you you explained.-It is God that you should thank for protecting me young man, I am only the instrument of His will.He seemed to reflect on that, and asked.-Do you pray a war god ?-God is omnipotent, it is not a god, it is the only one. He rules us all.The young man seemed surprised while the Guelph lady sighed.-By all the circles of hell... A monotheist... No wonder that you ended up here. Despite all the efforts to slaughter them I see that they come back every time.Despite her insolence and awful curse you asked.-You mean you met other Christians before ? Tell me everything, do you know prester John ?-No, I do not know prester John or Christians, but I have met a monotheist sect in my youth, you are the first one that I met in the last two centuries so I suppose that a new one has come.This answer put you into a deep reflection. If God had sent people here before you who could they be ? The tale of Prester John was at least a century old and if you remembered well you had heard about Saint Thomas the Apostle and his proselytising in India. Prester John came from the descendants of the converts made at that time... So maybe... Maybe there were Christians in this realm, but hidden from the Pagans like under the time of the romans ? But you had more urgent matters to think about, you were still locked in a tower filled with heretical books and strange artefacts. You then had a revelation, the witch that you had captured must know the password since she entered here. You ordered your companions to help take her here.-The witch that I captured, she must know how to leave the place.Both of them seemed to agree with the idea and you quickly menaced her. -Tell us the password or we will burn you alive witch !She answered...-Y... You killed them all ? How ? Some of them were rank five and...-SILENCE ! Tell us the password.
>>5584558You didn't want to elaborate. God protected you and you were lucky. It was true, if you hadn't managed to surprise the moor because he was near the door he would have managed to unsheathe his sword and if he was at least a bit trained with it you would have been dead, especially since you wore no armour and were not in your best shape after yesterday's drinking. Bringing a dagger to a sword fight was tantamount to suicide. After mumbling how she was supposed to be silent and at the same time give the password, and a frown from you that made her shiver the girl answered.-It is... Illumination.When she said this the door began to open and you could see a small but of the light of dawn in the still sleepy little town. Seeing the situation the dark Guelph quickly removed the boots of a dead mage and his cloak and began to follow your advice about modesty to go outside without being seen by all males in a huge radius. She took some scrolls from the guild too and told.-Well it has been a pleasure to escape with you boys but I have to leave no. I shall suggest you to burn down this tower to the ground and cut the throat of the mage girl, she has seen our faces.The witch seemed terrified.-D... Don't do that lord Charles... I..The young man told.-A lord ? My lord, you, master of warfare are a lord of war ! It has been an honour to follow your teachings. And if my profession generally discourages the use of names I would be happy to introduce myself formally when you will leave the town. Where shall you go after leaving this pleasant town ?You had a decision to make about he witch and the tower and you had to try to return towards the castle.>Slit the throat of the witch.>Leave the witch here, bound and gagged.>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Attach the witch in the prison and free Gakgak the Kobold.>Other (write in)>Burn the tower.>Leave the Mage's tower intact>Loot something before leaving, it would make Ancel proud.>Other (write in)And to answer to the young man>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>Tell him that your lordship is in the south (lie)>Tell him that you will not have any more business with a prisoner.>Other (write in)You gain 15 xp for fleeing from the machinations of the mage's guild and 1 piety for putting down so much witches. I think that you gained a level.
>>5584562>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Burn the tower.>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)Ask for the Guelph and the young man's name
>>5584562Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 4XP : 445+15 = 460 (next level at 700)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 47+1 = 48Mudcore : 49With 49 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.====Since you are level 4 you will have ONE new talent to choose between those that you unlocked at Level 2 and those unlocked at level 4 and a trait. The trait will not give you any bonus on your rolls but will let you choose the best of your three rolls when activated instead of doing the average of it. Choose well because the next trait will only be unlocked at level 12.Level 2 talents.>Duellist : You focus in training and sparring with your knights, you gain a +10 bonus in Combat if you are fighting a lone fighter of human size. >Lord and Master : You focus on remembering the lessons of your Lord Father about ruling the peasants with a just, but firm, paternalistic hand, you gain +10 bonus in rulership to be obeyed by the peasantry (this do not apply to craftsmen and townsmen or people not working in agriculture or mining)>Full Harness : You focus on trying to upgrade the designs of the metallic armors that you saw in the castle, you think you have finally found a good design. This option will unlock the possibility to have an early Hundred Years War full plate harness. You could replicate the design to equip your men at arms and soldiers or take only some parts of it.Level 4 talents unlocked by "Foreign Etiquette".>Indian Fin'amor : Your learning of the songs and the customs of India make you charming to the ladies of this realm. +10 intrigue to seduce women. (It stacks with other bonuses)>Human customs : You had seen many noblemen who refer to themselves as "humans" even if everybody is a human for you even if it is ugly, and their customs do not differ a lot from France, you can understand their moves easily. +10 intrigue in interactions with human nobles. (It stacks with other bonuses) >Basic Literacy : Your lessons with Oldfossil and Lady Takable finallu paid off and you can read and write, even if you write with errors and move your lips still when you read it is a great leap forward.
>>5584588Traits (choose one of the nine traits) :Combat traits : >Fighter : You exercise a lot and perfect the art of combat, you may choose the best of 3 rolls when rolling in personnal combat against humanoid opponents.>Hunter : Your love of hunting wild beasts, coupled with practise made you a skilled hunter. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when rolling to hunt a beast, it concerns deer as well as dragons or any other part of the Indian Fauna.>Commander : You learned how to wage war back in France and it gives you an edge over inexperienced indians. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when commanding soldiers in a battle.Intrigue traits :>Schemer : Living with Lady Takable and seeing lord Neutral has made you more intelligent and shrewd. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when plotting against someone. >Seducer : Your attraction on females is legendary, but it is natural since you are a Frenchman. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when seducing a woman. >Well connected : You learned how to flatter the powerful and make friends in high places. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when befriending a noble more powerful than you.Rulership traits :>Builder : You focus on learning how to better your lands and to manage well projects, from building new orchards or new walls to creating canals. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when you roll to act on such a project.>Leader : Your magnetism on the masses is glorious and your learning of speech could encourage many men to follow you. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when you try to speak in public to convince an audience, be it the Council of Many or angry peasants. >Administrator : You focus on the administration of your lands and on the day to day management of them, it means judging cases, receiving taxes and many other things in time of need like finding forage for armies passing there. You may choose the best of 3 rolls in the day to day rolls of your administration (justice decisions, taxes, responses to natural disasters etc...)
>>5584562>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Loot something before leaving, it would make Ancel proud>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>Tell the Black Guelph that she should meet you there, tooMaybe God's grace will find her, since she helped us and knows something of God. Maybe we could even get her to go to a nunnery, where she will be safe from the temptations which obviously rule her!
>>5584562>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Burn the tower.>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>>5584588>Basic Literacy : Your lessons with Oldfossil and Lady Takable finallu paid off and you can read and write, even if you write with errors and move your lips still when you read it is a great leap forward.>Schemer : Living with Lady Takable and seeing lord Neutral has made you more intelligent and shrewd. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when plotting against someone.The sound of progress!
>>5584588>Human customs : You had seen many noblemen who refer to themselves as "humans" even if everybody is a human for you even if it is ugly, and their customs do not differ a lot from France, you can understand their moves easily. +10 intrigue in interactions with human nobles. (It stacks with other bonuses)>>5584591>Schemer : Living with Lady Takable and seeing lord Neutral has made you more intelligent and shrewd. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when plotting against someone.
>>5584562>>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.She would make the perfect court mage, always bound and gagged.>>Loot something before leaving, it would make Ancel proud.While I'm tempted to burn it down, we are owed restitution for the attack against us.>>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>>5584588>>Basic Literacy : Your lessons with Oldfossil and Lady Takable finallu paid off and you can read and write, even if you write with errors and move your lips still when you read it is a great leap forward.>>Leader : Your magnetism on the masses is glorious and your learning of speech could encourage many men to follow you. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when you try to speak in public to convince an audience, be it the Council of Many or angry peasants.
>>5584562>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Other (write in)Go down and free the kobold now that most of the wizards and witches are taken care of>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)I would have thought we would get mudcore for butchering someone.
>>5584562>Slit the throat of the witch.>Burn the tower.Fuck heretics. And I don't mean coitus.>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>Ask the Guelph how she has learned to jump so far, maybe it could be used as a means to carry out swift warfare.>Ask their names.>>5584588>Full Harness>Indian Fin'amor>>5584591>LeaderWe make a LOT of speeches.
>>5584562>Take the witch to the count's castle with you.>Burn the tower.>Tell him that you would be happy to see him in the north east of the town by the Queste road. (Truth)>Ask the Guelph how she has learned to jump so far, maybe it could be used as a means to carry out swift warfare.>Ask their names.>Free the kobold>Basic Literacy : Your lessons with Oldfossil and Lady Takable finallu paid off and you can read and write, even if you write with errors and move your lips still when you read it is a great leap forward.>Leader
>>5585510We should loot the tower too before burning it all down
>>5585511It wouldn't fit a Lord and this devil's den seems to be full of fucking books and what I can only assume are products of sorcery anyway.
>>5584578>>5584629You seem to be very optimistic, but it is how the world is made a better place ! Let us put dark elves in convents and burn magicians. It will be the basis of our politics.>>5584635Beware, progress means novelties, and novelties are never good in our Traditional Right and Proper Feudal Society. >>5584654>>5584656You have naughty ideas, but yes the right to loot is good. >>5584666You are the kind of good man who would have given piety to the group for your act of Christian charity but unfortunately your fellow bannermen seem to disagree.>>5584956>>5585510>>5585511>>5585532Two wise opinions. You decided to keep the witch with you, she would probably confess about what was done here and it would definitely help you in your case against the adventurer's guild, if their employers tried to imprison you without a trial they could not be an honest group. You gagged her so she would not cry. Agreeing with the dark Guelph you decided to watch the room, there were o torches to lit it, only glowing crystals but you saw that there was a chimney fire and you decided to tell your two companions. -You are right woman, we must burn it down, books are good to lit a fire. -Such a shame they can cost a lot of money.-They contain devilry and shall burn. Let us use the fire in the fireplace !It took quite quickly and while you fled you hoped that it will burn. The mage lady tried to scream but since she was gagged she had no chance. When you were finally leaving the place you told your companions. -I shall be on the north eastern road with my men when I will leave town. But before we part ways might I ask your names, you were both brave companions and, dear lady I wonder when you learned to jump this far. It made her laugh.-I am an elf, we are lighter and faster than you humans... Don't you think that the tower burns well ? I always loved the smell of fire in the morning. Well, I shall leave you now boys before someone cries fire. She then began to walk in a dark alley and told. -And my name is Amather of Principle. It made the other man shake his head. -Always fancy name those dark elves. I'm Bob, Bob Denarius. At your service my lord. But I shall leave before someone sees the fire and sends men at arms at our poursuit. Good bye.
>>5585721You saluted him too. It was time to move and you quickly turned into an alley, carrying the bound witch with you while you heard some citizens crying about fire. Of course the idea that the burning tower might create a fire that would burn half the town hadn't reached your mind, until now, and you swore before accelerating. Fortunately you just found a guard's patrol who were rushing there with buckets of water. They were lead by a young knight that you recognised from yesterday it was the young blond haired knight who agreed with your words about our right and proper feudal society. You still could not remember his name but you remembered that he drank with you.-L... Lord Charles ? We were searching for you everywhere... And, why do you have a bound and gagged woman here ?-It is a witch, she was a part of those who imprisoned me when I was drunk.You answered, a bit ashamed. The man seemed to be shocked by such news. It was dawn and you could ear cries about fires from the inhabitants. -Y... By the heavens... It is my fault. I had to guard you, with lord Veryon and Sir Perfidious, but we drank so much that I fell asleep. And he must have too... I remember that we fought against some idiots about a girl that Veryon liked and... We drank and I fell asleep for some hours... The next day you were not here. We tried to tell the count what happened and he ordered me to search for you... And here you are, covered in blood.... He was furious at us but I do not know what he will say. Of course... You understood that he will lead you to the count but before this you could tell some words to the knight leading the patrol.
>>5585723Your new stats :Charles de VilleroiClass : Local LordLevel : 4XP : 460 (next level at 700)StatsCombat : 51%Intrigue : 25%Rulership: 36%Piety : 48Mudcore : 49With 49 Mudcore you have a bigger field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. You have chosen Blood of Mud and so your mudcore field will become a bit bigger and stronger but could be transmitted to your children.Next level at 50, your field will become more important.Talents-Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.-Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.->Basic Literacy : Your lessons with Oldfossil and Lady Takable finally paid off and you can read and write, even if you write with errors and move your lips still when you read it is a great leap forward.Traits :Leader : Your magnetism on the masses is glorious and your learning of speech could encourage many men to follow you. You may choose the best of 3 rolls when you try to speak in public to convince an audience, be it the Council of Many or angry peasants.========What to say.... you choose leader and basic literacy, maybe you should all belong to a florentine or venetian city council ? Maybe our lord should begin to carry accounting books instead of an axe or a sword... Where is Chivalry ? Where is all of this... I can understand that you made this sacrifices to protect our right and proper feudal society in a realm such as India were private war has been forgotten. Woe the day that we arrived here, it has made us soft and weak... We need a tornament, or a hunt. Or am I to finish like Charlemagne, with my best bannermen dead and the rest telling me that i "wage war a bit too much" because of 14 mere years of constant warfare ? By Saint Michael I do not know, I will now retire to my chambers and drink the cider that I produced in my lands, thinking longingly of the glorious days of the past where knights were knights. Everything has gone poorly since the end of the good customs of Saint Louis anyway.
>>5585723Oh, and I was so much brought into despair that I forgot to send your options. Here, they are all here. >While I fled I fear that my companions of infortune have decided to burn the tower, I hope that no nearby houses will be harmed. (intrigue roll)>Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ? (Intrigue roll)>I was captured by the mages guild while you did nothing ! Is it the hospitality of Pleasantville ?>I fear that during our escape the tower where I was locked up was burned. I assure you that I am not responsible of the damage done (intrigue roll)>You are a true and honest knight, and admitted your errors, I might too have made an error good sir, moved by righteous zeal I have burned the tower where I was imprisoned, it was for justice but I hope that the rest of the town will not suffer because of it. >Do not mention the fact that you were responsible for the fire at all.>Other (write in)
Rolled 4 (1d100)>>5585730>You are a true and honest knight, and admitted your errors, I might too have made an error good sir, moved by righteous zeal I have burned the tower where I was imprisoned, it was for justice but I hope that the rest of the town will not suffer because of it. >Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ? (Intrigue roll)
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>5585730>>You are a true and honest knight, and admitted your errors, I might too have made an error good sir, moved by righteous zeal I have burned the tower where I was imprisoned, it was for justice but I hope that the rest of the town will not suffer because of it.>Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ? (Intrigue roll)
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>5585730>>You are a true and honest knight, and admitted your errors, I might too have made an error good sir, moved by righteous zeal I have burned the tower where I was imprisoned, it was for justice but I hope that the rest of the town will not suffer because of it.>>Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ? (Intrigue roll)Of course the foul witches used a spell on him!
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>5585730>>I fear that during our escape the tower where I was locked up was burned. I assure you that I am not responsible of the damage done (intrigue roll)
Rolled 94 (1d100)>>5585730>Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ? (Intrigue roll)and>While I faced the sorcerors, they cast fires at me, but those idiots hit the books instead and set the tower on fire ! (intrigue roll)This should set our record straight.
>>5585741>[>>5585759>>5585808>>5585841>>5585869You tried to convince the young man to support you. You thought that his face was honest and so you told him the truth. He seemed to regret his errors himself and spoke truthfully, between gentlemen there could be only agreements. So you explained.-You are a true and honest knight, and admitted your errors. I might too have made an error good sir, moved by righteous zeal I have burned the tower where I was imprisoned, it was for justice but I hope that the rest of the town will not suffer because of it.Realising this made him open his mouth agape and he quickly ordered his men.-Run towards the burning building before the fire begins to take the city.He then scratched his head, he was curiously helmetless like the Indian custom seemed to dictate the leaders to be, and explained. -I... Thank you my lord. I mean I can understand you. But I must bring you to the count, try to explain it to him I hope that he will understand. And I am still sorry for all this mess.You answered kindly, it was not a crime to have partaken too much in the joys of drinking.-Listen, good sir, I do not blame you, we drank a lot, I drank so much that I have not remembered your name ! Haha... So let us say the same thing, I will help you avoid the count's ire and you will help me with Baron Crook ?The young man seemed genuinely interested, before shaking his head and telling.-It would have been a pleasure my lord, but I must face my errors. And my name, I fear that you haven't remembered it because I must have been the first to fall asleep... I am Sir Up of Maple, at your service. I dislike the baron, just as most of the people do, but I try not to partake in courtly intrigue.You understood Sir Up... After all you were like him, a true knight despising intrigues before receiving a lordship. Those blissfully ignorant of the burdens of power wanted their consciousness, and their soul pure. Yes, the life was simpler for simple knights or for commoners, but it was the burden of lords like you to take the decisions for them. You were just thinking this on your way to the castle. Finally when you came of course the count was not there. And since your only doublet was covered in blood one of his servants gave you one belonging to one of the count's councillors. You still had a little time before the ruler of the land who had summoned you was disponible, what do you wish to do ?
>>5586813>Talk to Rose, she must fear for you.>Talk to Veryon, he was here yesterday and maybe remembers the evening.>Talk to Isnott, he has maybe talked to his father about the book.>Talk to some of your men to know what happened in the castle in the meantime.>Talk to lady Sue and complain about the treachery that hit you.>Try to find this Sir Perfidious, he was with you the last evening and could probably help you remember the event.>Sleep a little bit, it will be good for your headache (it will give you a +10 bonus to your rolls during the audience)>Other (write in)
>>5586816>Talk to lady Sue and complain about the treachery that hit you.The most interesting option, honestly. I wonder what could we do there.
Ya know bit late now but we coulda used the corpses of the guys we slew to free that kobold that the QM likes.Anyway>Sleep a little bit, it will be good for your headache (it will give you a +10 bonus to your rolls during the audience)
>>5586816>>Sleep a little bit, it will be good for your headache (it will give you a +10 bonus to your rolls during the audience)>>5586983very sad indeed. something tells me he and ancel would have gotten along very fine.
>>5586816>>Sleep a little bit, it will be good for your headache (it will give you a +10 bonus to your rolls during the audience)
>>5586816>Talk to lady Sue and complain about the treachery that hit you.
>>5586816>>Talk to lady Sue and complain about the treachery that hit you.
Currently writing, you choose the option to sleep. Sorry for the delay but I am not in my home and the internet may be capricious here.
>>5588936>he's not updating with telepathymy lord, please...
>>5586844Maybe she will be disgusted by such vile means ? >>5586983Poor Gakgak, angel that left us too soon. >>5586988He might even have encouraged Ancel to wash himself from time to time. >>5587138>>5587230>>5587271>>5588548>>5588953Good Sir, I am no magician but a pious Christian knight, I have tried to send a messenger with the content of my post but I fear that he has been intercepted on the road by some routiers and is now rotting in a ditch in his underclothes since everything of value on him has been taken. Such is life, or death in this instance. ====You decided to take the time that you had to rest properly and you entered your chambers. Here you saw Ancel, who was always sleeping near your door, quickly putting away something and telling you.-Hosannah, hosannah messire ! You are back ! I heard about what they said and I would have searched for you if I knew the town, should I... He had advanced on his knees and tried to kiss your boots to show his devotion but you kicked him to stop him a bit and told.-Yes, well well, very good. Go tell Godefroi, Bohémond and brother Louis that I am back. I will sleep a little bit. And do not pretend to have searched for me while you...You looked at what he had put away, silverware, some bread, three gold coins and a... Fish ? This was why it smelt so poorly (combined with Ancel's doubtful sense of hygiene).-While you pillaged the castle. Give everything back, and why in hell did you need to bring a dead fish here ?-It's a good fishy messire ! And we could cook it on a fire ! Haha !-Give it back to the kitchens or eat it. I need to sleep and I don't have the time to deal with your nonsense.Saying this you entered your four poster bed and profited from a small rest.
>>5589080You were awoken by a servant quickly after this blissful rest. He led you to a small and well decorated room where many people awaited the count, you recognised lady Takable, of course, who took your hand and seemed to be very worried you tried to reassure her immediately, but lady Sue was here too, and she looked unhappy. The baron Crook was in a deep conversation with a pale blond Guelph in blue robes carrying a huge walking staff that you failed to recognise while an olive skinned knight who looked like an aragonese spoke with Sir Up. Your sweet lady told you.-Charles... I was so worried... When I learned that you disappeared, and then that you were captured by those mages. I wanted to ask the count to skin them all alive but he said that he was busy. He shall be rec...You were moved by her sweet words but the arrival of the count led you to be ready to petition for your rights, you were awfully wronged. Unfortunately everyone began to speak at the same time and the noble count had to tell.-SILENCE ! SILEEEENCE ! I have enough ! Enough of all of this ! I will hear you after that ! How can I not sleep one night without peace ? Why do I have to forget my shadowbeast hunt because of the antics of some careless vassal ? You were about to protest when he said.-Why have you arrested him ? Mmmh ? What had he done ? Mirador ?The Guelph answered in a polite tone.-I was working in my laboratory and then sleeping before I smelled that something was burning my tower your excellency. The mages from the capital seem to have overreacted but they were victims of murder too and several dangerous criminals have...-I don't care ! You do not have to arrest noblemen ! And you, you lord Charles you do not have to burn towers and free bandits while I sleep calmly !Seeing that it was your time to shine you tried.-Your excellency I...-I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW NOW ! And you, you... Half brained monkeys why have you let him and MY FIRSTBORN SON be in such a situation ? Explain yourselves, IMMEDIATELY !His voice was booming, it was as powerful as the oldest bell of a cathedral that calls every Christian in a city and nearby villages to prayer. And his commanding presence, especially since he was all red and his fat face was covered in sweet showed that he was unhappy. Sir Up immediately knelt.-I have drunk too much your excellency. I am sorry, it was entirely my error and..With a sign of his hand the count showed him to be silent while he looked at the aragonese knight.-Sir Perfidious, explain yourself ?
>>5589086The man kept his calm and spoke in a soft voice.-Your excellency, I did my duty by looking after your lordly son, but I only followed orders. After each one of us had finished three tankards of wine and your son refused a potion against alcool, under the counsels of Lord Charles we began to sing songs about "the peeling of the bulrush of the bailli of Limousin". Then a bard in the tavern where we were, the Len Inn, began to sing about the beauty of Lady Swarowa the black swan whose beauty was eclipsed by no woman living or dead, the lord of Local began to threaten him, telling that no lady was more beautiful than lady Rose Takable.This seemed to make some in the room snicker, you reddened after the tale of your drunken antics. Fortunately lady Takable was always here to support you. She whispered in your ear.-You are truely the most gallant knight that I know, even if in your drunken state you might have been overzealous I will never hold it against you.You smiled at her and thanked her while Perfidious the bastard, the fool, the miscreant continued to slander you.-Then your firstborn son, your excellency, flattered the beauty of the lady that we know...-Enough of this, what happened.Interesting, it meant that he had a paramour.-The young master and Lord Charles took the minstrel by the arms and threw him from the window. But some people, not from here of course, that appreciated the music, began to attack them, Sir Up and I helped them and we then drank after the fight. He marked a pause before saying.-To celebrate our victory, but Sir Up fell asleep just like your firstborn son and Lord Charles too since they refused to take anything against alcohol. Then I saw two mages of the guild leading solid mercenaries who told that they had to arrest lord Charles on charges of being a local tyrant.-And you let them do it ? -Your excellency, I preferred to tell you personally and put your firstborn son into a safe place and they all looked trustworthy. They were convincing your excellency and seeing how he was a belligerent drunk I thought that they were right.You arose, this slight would not go unpunished.-Tonnerre ! A belligerent drunk ? Me ? Draw steel you blackguard, we will see who is belligerent and a drunkard ! You drank and shared bread with me and you dare to insult me now ? You have less honor than the aragonese cow that must have been your mother because she must have been raped by an entire company of moors seeing what you look like !Sir Perfidious drew his sword, showing that you could be very persuasive, even with knights that were not your bannermen.-How dare you insult my mother, you elfin faced illiterate vermin ! I hope that you hang by a butcher's hook in the belly because of your liege lord before I get to you...
>>5589096You were about to answer even if the cries made your headache worse when the count screamed. -SILENCE BOTH OF YOU ! I HAVE HEARD ENOUGH ! You annoy me all ! And you spoiled my hunt ! I do not care about your petty quarrels. I shall render my judgment about all your quarrels, the quarrel between the robed freaks and Lord Charles, the quarrel between baron Crook and lord Charles and the quarrel between the adventurer's guild and Lord Charles who is always in the middle of quarrels. And then I will see if Lord Charles and Sir Perfidious must fight in a duel to the death for their honor. Servants, bring me my throne.Baron Crook tried to tell something while servants brought your count the seat from where he bringed justice to his subjects.-But your excellency, our lawyers will...-I piss on your lawyers and I will do pyramids with their corpses like a barbarian chieftain if you mention them once more. You made me rise in the middle of the night, imprisoned noblemen and tried to burn my city and I have to manage you all ! Enough ! Who wants to talk first ?You wondered what to do. On the first side being the one who tells his version first could be good but the one who spoke the last might have the most remembered speech. You saw that Baron Crook and Lady Sue tried to ask to talk first.>Try to ask to talk first too to show your importance. You shall bring a better mood to your brave count who endured a lot, a bad night, so a terrible trial compared to your mere imprisonment and almost death and torture at the end of guilders.>Baron Crook is your liege lord, let him talk first, maybe his voice will worsen the probable headache of the count and make him angry at him.>Ask to speak after each one of them to answer to their accusations one after the other. >Complain that it would not be a fair trial without a lawyer. >Other (write in)
>>5589100>Baron Crook is your liege lord, let him talk first, maybe his voice will worsen the probable headache of the count and make him angry at him.Show the Count we understand what it is to have your day ruined by being quiet for a while and then destroy all the lies and delusions of our enemies with facts and logic. These politics are so tiring, how much easier it would be to just cut down every moron in the room...>>5589080>they didn't take his underclothesWhat a waste, Ancel would've killed an army for undergarments (in their sleep).
>>5589100>>Baron Crook is your liege lord, let him talk first, maybe his voice will worsen the probable headache of the count and make him angry at him.
>>5589100>Baron Crook is your liege lord, let him talk first, maybe his voice will worsen the probable headache of the count and make him angry at him.
>>5589100>>Baron Crook is your liege lord, let him talk first, maybe his voice will worsen the probable headache of the count and make him angry at him
>>5589142Of course, of course, and to tell that you could have hunted instead of these stupid discussions. No, let us not presume this of Ancel, he is happy with his own undergarments that he wears all years since he stole them on a dead gascon.>>5589234>>5589280>>5589486You decided to let Baron Crook talk first, you hoped that the count will see reason when you will finally be able to talk. Speaking of the count, he moved his hand in the air and said.-Well, baron Crook, speak first, after this I will let lady Sue and Mirador speak.By the heavens, the three of them will accuse you before you will be able to defend yourself... Let us wait then. The baron bowed and cleared his throat before delivering a short accusatory speech. -Your excellency, you know that since lord Takable's treachery I have his daughter as a ward. I let her in her lands and even paid for tutors once. Then I took care of her, but she fled, she fled to marry, without my permission, another one of my Bannermen. A bannerman who had the audacity of disturbing you, your excellency, to ask for "justice" when he simply had to give her back to me ! His insubordination shall not get unpunished. I demand your permission to punish him as I see fit, as his liege lord.Not a word about how he sent bandits to burn your villages and men to capture the lady by force. Of course... But he looked outraged. The count rolled his eyes and made sign to Lady Sue. Her voice was more pleasant to hear than the arrogant tone of the baron but she was full of outrage.-Lord Charles de Villeroi has been executing adventurers and is, under his polite facade, a regional tyrant who rules his peasants with an iron fist. I have tales from the Bard Beau, who was arbitrarily imprisoned by him that he forced him to learn him poetry for lady Takable and...The voice of your loved one cut her.-Being forced to learn poetry to someone when you are a bard... What an horror, and they were insolent anyway.Lady Sue answered angrily.-Nobody asked your opinion, you harpy. Your bride to be was about to answer but managed only to say "I..." before the Count screamed, for much damage to your poor head. -SILENCE ! Rose and Mary you are very sympathetic but I am not in the mood so continue your accusation without insulting lady Takable please before I marry one of you to baron crook and I send another to a convent.The two ladies seemed outraged but your wife had the intelligence to not answer while lady Sue explained.-You would not dare !-Of course I would ! You spoiled my hunt !-I am of princely blood ! You have no right ! And hunting like this is..-NOT ONE MORE WORD ! Guards, remove this woman from the room, the case is closed, Lord Charles is innocent.
>>5590411You really appreciated the count and felt a smile of satisfaction from Lady Takable. You whispered into her ear while you saw the baron putting his face in his hand to lament the stupidity of his ally.-You were magnificent Rose. One less. She smiled while one of the guards told the Count.-Are you sure your excellency ? She's level twenty I mean and us...Lady Sue seemed to try to intimidate the guards and their cowardice amused you. Even if they were commoners, a class unable to understand anything about honor, the fact that the six solid men in the room were worried of a woman, who if she was good with a sword, was smaller and lighter than them was laughable. She especially continued to threaten everyone.-And this is your justice count Careless ? I refuse ! The guild will hear about this ! The duchess will hear about this ! The queen will hear about this ! If I must contact my father he will talk about it to the emperor ! We shall not let.When one of the guards who seemed to not want to lose his job, finally put a hand on her shoulder she closed her eyes and seemed to try to do something but fail at it. She was dragged away, surprised and very angry. She then looked at you and mumbled something like.-And this arrogant bastard with his aura... like against the wolves. I will find the trinket responsible for this ! You couldn't understand what she meant by this, only that the arrogant bastard was you. You decided against correcting her by pointing you that she was the one who was born out of wedlock, you were always noble and kind. You even wished her well by waving at her and smiling smugly when she was dragged out of the room. Her murderous glare was precious.You imagined what this fiery temperament could do under the sheets and you felt... Interested... What would it be if you had your sweet lady Rose and her at the same t... No, no, no, you were a pious man and would control such urges. You silently prayed saint Denis and looked at your future wife, she was far better, always gracious, with an enigmatic smile and the natural elegance of a true highborn damsel. She smiled at you while the Guelph in blue robes frowned and explained in an elegant voice that made you think of a pompous perfume merchant who tried to sell his wares to the wife of a count or a duke.-Your excellency, I will not contest the absence of guilt of Lord Charles since I am sure that in your infinite wisdom you have never taken any rash decisions and judged always wisely. But understand my position, I have accepted to give shelter, as is my responsibility, to two envoys of my superiors in the Guild and let them do their work. I learned that they wanted to hire adventurers to investigate about a magical anomaly near Local, we had first sent some paladins there but they disappeared.
>>5590414He then cleared his throat soflty and continued. -I decided to leave them to their devices and pursue my studies and the management of the guild. Unfortunately, when I was in my studies, and then asleep, these two people have hired mercenaries to capture the innocent Lord Charles and locked him up in my cellar. I would of course have liberated him when I would have awaken but they visited him first. That seemed to lead in an escape attempt that was disastrous for all the community.Understand it, the mage of rank three Zoomer Brushcutson, responsible for this operation, has had his cranium broken by hitting the corner of a wall repeatedly and died from his injuries. And then several dangerous criminals were liberated which lead to the death of five distinguished members of our guild. The genie and elementalist of rank five Jaffar, the combat mage of rank six Washere. The spellblade of rank four Athe, and the cronomancer of rank two Time Wrong and her daughter the planar specialist of rank seven Place Wrong. They were all distinguished members of the community and their death almost slaughtered our guild. Let us not forget the material damages, they, of course, could have been worse if our water mage hadn't been awaken by cries but were worth 20 000 gold coins in magical books and objects. Imagine if we would have been killed in our sleep by fumes and the fire could have swept to the city, we would have had hundreds of victims and of destroyed houses at the moment.The count seemed to think, you saw that he disliked the Guelph but that what he said made sense. Of course he probably would never have freed you but that burgher knew how to talk. Heh, it was the only thing that those burghers were good at. It is why instead of hearing their complaints a good lord considered them liars by principle and ordered his sergeants to beat them with batons. It always pleased the peasantry who envied the burghers and merchants and the knighthood who despised them. All were united in one just struggle against this disgusting "middle" class. The count asked.-You talked about escaped criminals.-Yes your excellency. They are both probably armed and dangerous and we were too focused on the fire to catch them. I shall suggest you to send your soldiers at their pursuit. If you need their description and misdeeds one is the famous bandit lord Bob Denarius. His band burned twenty-three villages and laid siege to the town of Fatcow in Bomburia, he was fortunately caught by the Bomburian army and battlemages that sent him to me for studies. He is a human male in his early twenties, strongly built, brown haired and beardless.Then there is a dark elf, Amather of Principle, she is an elder member of a death cult of servants of B'beg the Terrible.Some people shivered at the mention of this name and your sweet lady Takable came closer to you.
>>5590417-She is dark haired and probably not very clothed but since there is not a huge population of female dark elves in town I can only suggest to arrest them all and to bring them to me so I could distinguish them. The release of such criminals could be detrimental to the cause of Goodness in this world and probably give B'beg some informations about the Empire if she manages to leave.You cursed under your breath, this Guelph woman was a spy in plus of being a whore. You will be accused of treason now.-Therefore I can only ask for compensation, for the lives of six mages and 20 000 gold coins for the books. The total must be of 120 000 gold coins. Without counting the risks that have been given to the town and the potential treachery of releasing an agent of the enemy of the free peoples of the world.Free cities, free peoples, those burghers and their speeches, they could choke on their freedom if they wanted in your opinion. They had simply to pay taxes and shut up. Since the blue robed Guelph finished his speech the count looked at you in a strange way, telling.-So, what do you answer to this lord Charles ?There came the moment of truth.>Tell that you shall answer to the baron but not to the burgher. His birth is too low for him to be taken seriously. And since his guild could not even have a nobleman to protect their interests before the count they are only "leaderless people" who deserve to be beaten with sticks. (Gigachad move)>Answer to the baron first telling that Lady Takable asked herself to come to you and that he sent men to burn your villages and attack your castle in violation of every feudal law.>>Answer to the baron first telling that Lady Takable asked herself to come to you and that he sent men to burn your villages and attack your castle in violation of every feudal law and imply that he has used his uncle who is the queen's chancellor in his plots since it was royal troops who were sent against you.>Accuse the baron of being in league with kobold slavers.>Tell that the baron has executed Rose's father after falsely accusing him of treachery and so he is not qualified to be her guardian.>Tell Mirador that every damage done by your imprisonment is his own fault, he had to control his men.>Tell Mirador that you regret to have set fire to his tower but that the mages tried to kill you.>Tell that Mirador does heathen experiences with the prisoners and must be arrested.>Tell that you will catch the prisoners that you have freed to make amend for their liberation.>Tell that you ignored who those criminals were but that their liberation was because of the low security of his dungeons, it is not your fault that a man alone could create such a mass escape. You have to pay nothing.>Tell the guelph that he can at least now replace his heretical library with religious texts. >Tell that you tried to avoid violence in your escape but it came because of the Mages, they had it coming.>Other (write in)
>>5590420Do not forget to roll 1d100 for rulership for your speech, better options will give you bonuses, do not hesitate to write some parts of it if you want.Since you have chosen Leader you will get the best of your three rolls as the result of your speech on this brave count Careless and the audience around.
Rolled 98 (1d100)>>5590420>Tell that you shall answer to the baron but not to the burgher. His birth is too low for him to be taken seriously. And since his guild could not even have a nobleman to protect their interests before the count they are only "leaderless people" who deserve to be beaten with sticks. (Gigachad move)However...>Tell that you will catch the prisoners that you have freed to make amend for their liberation.We do this out of loyalty to the realm and to the Count, not for any other reason. Certainly not for the sake of any merchant or heathen sorcerer and definitely not because we want to see the scantily-clad Italian spy again.But anyway...>Tell that the baron has executed Rose's father after falsely accusing him of treachery and so he is not qualified to be her guardian.But what else can you expect from a man who commits crimes like:>Accuse the baron of being in league with kobold slavers.SLAVERY! Just ask Young Issnot, or your sergeants, about the book you found!>Accuse the baron of hiring unsuitable tutors who taught Lady Takable strange teachings from Diver CityLIBERALISM! Bad and wrong lessons about undead sexuality and tolerating bad beliefs which spread and corrupt the people>Accuse the baron of dishonourably attacking and attempting to assassinate you and steal Lady Takable back by forceOUTRAGEOUS! He ought to face us in combat, not send Satanic goat-legged men to float about hurling witchcraft at us.>End with a passionate speech about courtly love and the undeniable goods of feudalism, the beauty of Lady Takable (who we would fight and die for), the justcie and wisdom of Count Careless (who, with his sons, has given us newfound hope for all the peoples of India) and of the gory of God (and utter a prayer to him, amen)
>>5590585Ah shit, this is a low roll = betetr quest, right? Feck.
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>5590420>Other (write in)when I a woke it was to a foul Scotsman attempting witch craft upon me any true knight would strike the heathen down as for the prisoners i came upon them chained up and set to be used for some foul experiment for this so called guild. I ask you careless if these prisoners were as bad as they say they are wouldn't it be the just thing to put them to executioners axe and do justice in accordance with the land and law, instead these warlocks sought to keep them alive only for sport of their degenerate acts one wonders if those imprisoned are truly guilty or are they simply being framed to give these heathens fresh bodies , from my position it seems the almighty lead me to that place to do his work and his justice how else could i have beaten my captors when I was bound and outnumber if not for a miracle no count careless God willed the towers destruction.I haven't slept all knight so this is kinda rough
Rolled 33 (1d100)>>5590585I will support this >>559062054 is not bad if we count bonuses, hopefully, my dogshit luck helps us today
>>5590625and it did!
>>5590629Thank you, anon.
>>5590420>>Tell that you shall answer to the baron but not to the burgher. His birth is too low for him to be taken seriously. And since his guild could not even have a nobleman to protect their interests before the count they are only "leaderless people" who deserve to be beaten with sticks. (Gigachad move)They dared to hire mercenaries and kidnap a nobleman, then had the audacity to ask for compensation when they were put in their place. The arrogance of these burghers! It is simply outrageous!>>>Answer to the baron first telling that Lady Takable asked herself to come to you and that he sent men to burn your villages and attack your castle in violation of every feudal law and imply that he has used his uncle who is the queen's chancellor in his plots since it was royal troops who were sent against you.We don't know for a fact if he has consorted with Kobold slavers, it's a fair assumption, though we are perhaps not prepared to make the accusation.
>>5590732That is true about the Kobolds, is there anyway for us to have a sidebar to ask Isnott?
>>5590420>Tell that you shall answer to the baron but not to the burgher. His birth is too low for him to be taken seriously. And since his guild could not even have a nobleman to protect their interests before the count they are only "leaderless people" who deserve to be beaten with sticks. (Gigachad move)>>Answer to the baron first telling that Lady Takable asked herself to come to you and that he sent men to burn your villages and attack your castle in violation of every feudal law and imply that he has used his uncle who is the queen's chancellor in his plots since it was royal troops who were sent against you.
>>5590420>Answer to the baron first telling that Lady Takable asked herself to come to you and that he sent men to burn your villages and attack your castle in violation of every feudal law.>Tell that the baron has executed Rose's father after falsely accusing him of treachery and so he is not qualified to be her guardian.Keep it short and real.>Tell that you ignored who those criminals were but that their liberation was because of the low security of his dungeons, it is not your fault that a man alone could create such a mass escape. You have to pay nothing.>Tell the prisoners were apparently experimented on and they pleaded for you to free them. The sole reason you believed them was the fact that you yourself have been imprisoned for no reason and threatened as soon as you woke up.>Tell that you will catch the prisoners that you have freed to make amend for their liberation.Ideally don't even look at the guelph. Is it me or are these guelphs mainly just troublemakers? When was the last time we've met a good guelph?>>5590411>The count rolled his eyes and made sign to Lady Sue>Guards, remove this woman from the room, the case is closed, Lord Charles is innocent.By God, this Count is a based man.>>5590417>His band burned twenty-three villages and laid siege to the town of Fatcow in BomburiaOh lord, we should've thought more when the thought to misinform this man came to our mind. Maybe if our Intrigue was higher, we could've figured out those "subjects" were lying to us. But then again, with these damned burghers lying and imprisoning nobles on one side and well-endowed, battle-happy prisoners on the other, it was hard not to believe the prisoners. >she is an elder member of a death cult of servants of B'beg the TerribleHow can he be terribe with servants like tha- er, sweet, we freed a deluded lady who wants to kill people. At least now we can determine the source of her impressive bunny-hopping is the simplest insanity. Sorry for writing an entire book.
>>5590585Supporting>>5590625Use this roll
>>5590791Ut would be nice, though I fear that the count does not appear to be in the mood for distractions. Though, perhaps we should bring up our possession of the book and see how the the assembled peoples react.
>>5590905I shall support most of the answers here alongside >>5590585as they both basically follow the same process>>5590973also support this, if we can't use the book then its fine but bringing it up and checking the Barons reaction would be good, besides if we notice him act peculiar we can call him out on it and thus we can bring Isnott to the fold otherwise we just continue on. btw I am >>5590625In case I get accused of samefagging
My Lord, it would be wise to continue our story on a new thread as spammers have sent this thread close to the bottom.
>>5592319I could not post yesterday and we have still 15 threads under us but yes, I fear that my answer, that will come today if I am quick or tomorrow will be the last and that I will need to begin a new thread.
>>5592319Who be those spammers? I shall have them impaled!>>5592562Please leave us a notice when you do, my Lord.
>>5590585I love this kind of long answers a lot, I tried to do justice to your speech but unfortunately I was pressed by time so I am terribly sorry if I did not render it justice as it is due.>>5590620It is always God's will, and thanks for the speech too. >>5590625Well rolled good sir. 33 it will be.>>5590732Yes, these burghers have become fat and arrogant like the flemish, if not for the fact that it is Count Careless's demesne they would have deserved to have their town visited by men at arms in search of loot. >>5590791>>5590973Yes, Isnott cannot be called here so the accusation was more of a wild guess. But if you do not have the book you can still make the accusation and talk about it. It seems to be what the majority has chosen.>>5590818>>5590905There is a guelph in your guard who seems to be a good man. There was this merchant too, and his beautiful daughter Praetzel, who were good people. The Count has right of life and death on his lands, he can render justice as he sees fit, and here I agree that he acted wisely. Yes, sometimes the bandit is preferable to the b*rgher, you can kill one on sight when he disrespects your law while the other will always plot in your back. And no problem for writing a lot, I love long answers. >>5590933>>5590979>>5592319>>5592796I think that we can still give one more answer to be honest but then I should archive the thread and write the next one at the end of my travels. I will post about it in QTG. ====It was time to answer, you cleared your throat and marched slowly towards the center of the room, while explaining your point of view. You decided to begin by reminding everyone of the hierarchy in place.-Your excellency, I am sure of your wisdom and...The count cut you immediately.-No need for all of this, speak clearly and about the matter.It made you stop a moment and you continued while looking at the count, the magical burgher being beneath your notice.-Nevertheless even if I speak about the matter I shall not answer to everything. I have been accused by a strange Guelph, born from I do not even know who and who works, which is already enough to make his words meaningless, we cannot put the words of a man working in a shop or in a field at the same level as those of a nobleman. Look, he even could not find a well born man of good reputation to safeguard his interests. Therefore I consider this mage guild to be simply leaderless people who deserves to be beaten with batons when they dare ask for compensation for a just and honourable act of fighting to restore order.But even a vile, insolent man could be right sometimes, those criminals should be brought back and since I freed them to repair an injustice I shall bring them back to justice, your excellency. But not to the justice of burghers and heretic sorcerors, no, to a truely just justice, your justice my liege.
>>5592842The Guelph seemed outraged and tried to protest but the count raised his hand to make him sign of being silent. Then you began to answer to Baron Crook's accusations.-Against the accusations of my liege lord I will firstly say that his pretext to execute Lord Takable was false and was simply an excuse to grab his lands and take his daughter into custody to marry her to legitimate his claims afterwards.The baron answered angrily.-Nonsense ! Even Count Careless approved of the execution ! And the queen's own council approved of it.The count made his sign to stop and was irritated. You knew that Baron Crook's uncle was in the council and that he used his position to force the count to accept. The count apparently disliked to be reminded of this but could do nothing. At least he let you speak. You continued.-And even if lady Takable was legitimately the baron's ward who can say that he gave her the exemple that a good tutor should give ? When he is himself a criminal ! I have the proof of his misdeeds in an accounting book that I took from Kobold slavers that he has been selling peasants like apples or cows in a market instead of ruling and taxing them as his feudal duties ordered.It made everyone in the room pause. It was a grave accusation and everyone looked at you, then at Crook. He was furious, no more stroking his goatee he screamed.-You lie by your large mouth ! You have no proof !You then thought about the book but it was in your chambers, and you haven't even traduced what was in it. So you said what you saw Charles de Valois say when he lacked arguments but knew that his cause was just.-Your excellency, this man is an evil man !Unfortunately his answer was unexpected.-Yes but evil people are tolerated here ! We are no more in..-SILENCE BOTH OF YOU ! I heard my son talking about this book but nothing about Baron Crook in it, so you will bring it to me and I will see for myself. Have you finished lord Charles ?-No, I have some other proofs of the baron's misdeeds.-Well then I shall hear you.-The education, lords and ladies, that the baron gave Lady Rose Takable, was shameful and profoundly immoral. The tutors that he engaged encouraged awful tales of romance like Twilight's call, about the living sleeping and, may this assembly forbid me to pronounce this, mating with the dead. And it is awful esthetically speaking.This made the audience laugh and even the count emitted a chuckle. But the Baron defended himself.-The tutors that I gave her were all accredited and learned men, and Twilight's Call is classical Bifurian poetry, and about it's quality it depends on the performer. He then looked at the assembly and told.-We all remember well how our brave neighbour baron Notavant Pyre sung it.Some ladies in the room swooned and even the count approved. -Yes, a fine bannerman this Notavant, not a great appetite but a fine huntsman, I remember how even at night he was able to track that deer.
>>5592846You had to take back the control of the conversation, so you continued your accusations.-But it is not all, her tutors encouraged her to act like a man and gave her ideas against marriage and order. She fortunately resisted but trying to bring us a second Lady Sue is a crime in itself.Your new answer made more people chuckle, Lady Sue seemed to be disliked while the baron tried to keep his countenance. Rose was laughing too and encouraging you with a kind look. So you continued.-But then, right before I had come here and sent you a letter I had my castle attacked by baron's men. A first group, led by a huge man, burned down the village of Otherone. While another group led by a goat man tried to scale our walls with the help of foul magics to capture my lady and murder me ! It was fortunate that I managed to triumph but such perfidious attacks, without even a declaration of war, or the sending of an envoy to decide of our field of battle in advance, show the perfidy of the one who launches them.The baron retorted again.-You have no proofs.-No proofs ? And the fourty horsemen who attacked Otherone and were lead by a huge man in armour came her by the Holy Spirit's will ?-Who says that they were mine ? -Their leader looked like your guard's captain.-You saw him ?-No but my peasants saw him.-They saw him before ? And even they are your people you can make them say what they want. If you describe him as a huge man in armor there is a lot of huge armoured men in Bifuria. I think that my vassal wants to usurp my authority under a false pretext and his fake accusations are too much. They are treachery and traitors should be beheaded.The count stopped him immediately.-There is no treachery here if I do not decide that it is so. Lord Charles, do you have other accusations ?
>>5592851You had not anything to accuse him anymore, outside of being a wizard and a heretic but amongst pagans who had court magicians it could not play in your favour, but you decided to end on an emotional note.-No, your excellency, no... I want only to say that since I came to India I found strange and unthinkable situations, like the ones when a merchant of magic dares to imprison a nobleman and then ask him money for it, or where women are encouraged to be men by learned tutors.... But I saw fortunately that the right and proper feudal society was not dead yet here and that the laws of chivalry had not been forgotten. Even in the middle of torments and madness there were still noblemen' that ruled with justice and who hunted like in the forests of my native lands. And that despite bad influences our right and proper feudal society managed to prosper, because even the worst tutors or the most perfidious burghers could not put an end to your just rule your excellency, or the feminine virtues of my lady. Despite all plots against her and all that she had suffered at the ends of enemies of her family Lady Takable has remained pure, chaste, gracious, kind, and has grown up to be a marvelous and unforgettable woman, like the ladies that we honour in the songs and poetry of both our people's. I am proud to say that I fought for her honour and that I am ready to die for her love. I love her your excellency, I love her like Tristan loved Yseult or Lancelot Guinevere, or like the hero of your Fire and Ice epic loved his sister. This is the love of a knight for his lady and I ask you, your excellency, to let us marry.Rose was pink as her name suggested and all the ladies in the room seemed to be moved by your words and your devotion. The count seemed to remember his young age and nodded a bit. And you added.-Your excellency, your rule has given me a new hope for the lands of India and with the help of God, may He help you find Justice, I hope that you will make a good decision. I shall remain entirely at the mercy of your judgement.The count approved of it and explained, after a small moment.-Lord Charles, your words were wise indeed. And if they were needlessly harsh towards Mirador, no need to beat him with sticks, I can agree with you about the fact that you do not deserve to be punished while you were wrongly imprisoned and tried to escape. And that the man who imprisoned you asks you to pay him because you escaped, it is outrageous ! I shall not ask you to pay compensation for the risks of burning the city, but not give you some for your wrongful imprisonment in my lands since you could have done damage to it. I too, shall accept gladly your help with the escaped criminals.Mirador tried to intervene in a pompous tone.-But your excellency, this entitled barbarian destroyed precious collections and I was not responsible for his imprisonment. The mage from the c...
>>5592854The count's voice lowered to an angrier octave.-Do not take your count for a fool, mage. If there was a battle during the escape it meant that some of your mages were awaken when he escaped, and probably when he was captured too ! You said that you were at your laboratory when Lord Charles was imprisoned. I am sure that they would have told you about a new prisoner. Of course I cannot prove it because they are all dead but if they have not it meant that they were incompetent and their incompetence is the fault of the one who leads them. You will have nothing and you will be happy.The Guelph looked at the count with pure venom in his eyes but bowed and told.-As your excellency wishes.You could not be more happy, the count was a just and fair ruler, maybe a bit soft since he had not hanged the Guelph for his insolence but you could forgive him such kindness. Then came the baron's turn and he seemed to be very worried about the verdict while you were far more confident. The count told.-About the bandits and the baron I received your letter lord Charles and if your sweet words have moved me the law is the law and in absence of closer family members the liege lord is the guardian of his vassal's children. Lady Takable is therefore the ward of Baron Crook.What ? You looked at her worriedly and she looked back at you while the black clad baron seemed satisfied with himself. But the count continued.-Plus I cannot let an underage woman marry. It would be immoral.You failed to see what was immoral in it but it suited you a bit, since the baron was her guardian he would not have to decide when and to whom to marry her before she was of age and could take her own decisions. The count continued.-However I can understand that Lady Takable suffered a lot and so I shall offer to pay for all the festivities of her marriage like if she was of my family. I will assist at it of course and it should help me see if she was married by force against what would have been her father's will. So if she chooses to marry you Lord Charles, when she will be of age, in a bit less than a year from now you could live in a song on fin'amor with a good ending.You understood the decision, you disliked the idea of waiting but understood but the young lady, who was only 17 years old, seemed distressed.-It will be practically an entire year ! It is forever ! And will I have to go with Baron Crook in the meantime he...The count told.-Yes, of course yes, and do not interrupt me sweet Rose. It is about your marriage that we are talking about, so it is a discussion between learned adult men. But, baron Crook, if something happens with Rose in the meantime and you, as liege lord, will rightfully inherit her lands, I promise you that chancellor uncle or not I shall consider you as responsible and order my men to behead you.
>>5592858While he said this you felt something in your hearth and looked at your lady, her beautiful eyes were full of worry at the idea of your separation and the fact that she will be at the mercy of this evil baron, even if the count will watch him, made you uneasy. You wanted to take her somewhere far away in the fields of Champagne when you were born and hug her to you but before you could rapt her like this you heard the baron's voice say. -Is it a menace ?-No, a menace can be empty, it is a fact. Then, what, ah yes, about the attacks I have no proofs to accuse the baron of these acts so I shall not consider him guilty. The only question that remains is about the book. You will give it to me for study. Now leave, all of you, if I cannot hunt today I can at least try to distract myself in solitude.Yes the joyful man of yesterday became melancholic when he was deprived of his favourite pastime. Before everyone began leaving he told.-Lord Charles, you can stay, we have to speak. Yes, you had to speak, you were more than unhappy with the decision, you promised Rose to free her from the baron and the count gave her back to this bastard. Your only weapon against him was a book that you could not read and he was cleared of all charges for attacking your lands. The idea of being separated from your love for months was bothering you and who knows what he could do to force her to consent to marry him ? Imprison her and starve her ? Or her servants ? Or he could even use his commoner turned lord of a vassal, lord Creepy Bitchson, and his army of assassins to murder you during this time.>Complain before everyone leaves the hall about the decision.>Complain about the decision in public and ask for God's Judgement against Baron Crook. But it may fail since he is higher than you in the feudal hierarchy. >Complain in private when the count and you are alone.>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.>Other (write in)
>>5592861>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.I think you did the speech great justice, QM. Now, while we might not be happy with everything about the verdict, the Count us clearly on our side emotionally and sees us as the more sympathetic party as a judge. Let's not spoil that by whining. Obedience is also key to feudal order!
>>5592861>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.
>>5592861>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.We got what we mostly wanted and our objective now is to literally survive and we win. Besides, if the book has what we are thinking of then Baron is fucked so no point in being whiney about it. QM, since he has asked us to stay and talk can we ask him what he would have done in our shoes? Emotionally he is on our side and I don’t think he likes the Baron very much but perhaps a little nudge could keep him on our side. also I am >>5590979My ID keeps changing
>>5592861>>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.>write inask for one of the counts men or woman to go with Her to make sure nothing happens.
>>5592861>>Complain in private when the count and you are alonePerhaps she could be made a ward of the count? It would be a compromise that the baron should not have any complaints about if he had no ulterior motives.
>>5592916Actually wouldn’t this be a good idea?
>>5592861>>Complain in private when the count and you are alone.More time to sleep around I guess
>>5593118We ARE about to go grab a certain Guelph.
>>5592861>Do not complain about the count's judgement. Play the role of the obedient vassal.I wish you've made a disclaimer that the slavery is just a baseless accusation. Could save us a PR hit.>>5593118>>5593212>faggots want christian MC to cheat on rose with a dark guelph satanist because they've read somewhere she walks half-naked and has huge titsThis isn't a coomer quest. Behave yourselves or I swear to God I will hit you with a Bible.
>>5593356There is no sin that cannot be forgiven by burning more witches
>>5593740>using god as en excuse for whoring behind rose's backYou're the only one who should burn.
>>5593356Our MC was recent fantasizing about a threesome with Lady Sue and, prior to his courtly live with Rose, was bedding every babe he could plausibly conquer. This is not unusual for a Medieval nobleman, either.
>>5593844>was recently fantasizing about a threesomeAnd he quickly purged those nasty thoughts out of his mind, yes.>was bedding every babe he could plausibly conquerI wasn't here to see that. Unironically sounds like a great way to conquer some STDs.
>>5593844Guillaume le Bâtard agrees with this post
>>5593905Read the archive. He took a servant girl with big boobs as a bed-warmer, had sex with a bard woman who wrote a song about him, tried to seduce an elf named Pretzel, and mused about how many bastards he may have sired in France.
>>5592869Of course a good vassal must obey his liege lord. >>5592885>>5592892A good idea, I shall add it to the conversation options. >>5592912I will add it to the next decision even if here it was only chosen by only one player.>>5592916Clever, but the Baron could complain about this change in opinion of the count. >>5593118>>5593212>>5593356My bad, but I thought that I have written it enough in the quest. And is it baseless, you have maybe proofs, you are just unable to traduce them. And you are a pious man good sir. >>5593740Based. >>5593769Based gallant knight. >>5593821>>5593844>>5593905>>5593925About the debate about the virtue of Charles I will say that like many medieval noblemen he had a different understanding of love and sex than us. Courteous Love is... Chaste (especially if the woman is the wife of your liege lord) so true love is often platonic, at the limit of masochism (In some occitan tales the lady even goes naked into her lover's bed and sees if he can control his urges, it is why Charles considers the occitans as perverts by the way). So the knights, to satisfy their normal needs, often slept with women of lower birth (prostitutes, peasant girls, servant girls etc...) and stirred many bastards.Charles loves Rose, sincerely, but he is a lustful man and is never insensible to beauty when he sees it. Once married he will probably try to be more faithful since he will swear before God and he fears the Lord as any good christian should. >>5593921Guillaume was the first duke of Normandy to have heirs born out of wedlock and not "à la danesche manière" (in the dannish manner) wich meant by concubines. He loved his wife and was faithful. ====You stayed silent when everyone left the room, only taking a bit of time to take Lady Takable's hand and say some sweet words to reassure her. Even if the separation will be difficult the judgment could have been worse. Once everyone had left the count ordered wordlessly to his servants to bring you a chair, and began to talk.-Eh Lord Charles, you did a real error by telling about the Kobold's book.-Here ? Yes I do not know if..-No, no, no, no, no. I mean, when you told about it to the queen's justiciars, my son has told me everything. Now the elves will want to look at it, probably find the baron on the list since he is a sadist and a degenerate, and they will use it to throw his dog of an uncle out of the queen's council.-And what is bad about this ?-What is bad ? Do you know something about Bifurian high politics ?You looked at him cluelessly and explained. -I... I was not here for more than two months.-I understand, well, I explained it to you yesterday but you were as drunk as a dwarf during his birthday. To tell you shortly, if the elven party, who is the most powerful at court, fires an human with such a high office, they will replace him by an elf.
>>5593945You remembered that he hates guelphs so you told.-Ah, so you want to keep him to stay chancellor.-No, because he is a pro-elven human, and he could support his nephew, the ideal would have been to have dirt on his nephew, using the book to force him to do what we want but the elves, even if he is a pro-elven human, will want him gone from the court to replace him by some Stupidnamion Ofmyassor or something like this.You thought about it, even if the count could control the baron with the book he was too dangerous in your opinion. He had a personnal troupe of assassins and an uncle who probably sent men to kill you. So you were maybe right to tell the queen's sergeants about the book but before you could answer Count Careless continued.-No, we need to act more wisely. You will give me the book and I will use it, and deal with the queen's justiciars myself. I will try to use my influence on the replacement of the chancellor. You nodded, and then asked.-And what do I have to do ?-You try to survive for one month, then we will probably manage to exile the baron for his participation in slavery. He will try everything with his uncle to stop us so it will be a difficult battle. Any questions before I chase you and I forget my spoiled hunt with a barrel of Bofurian wine ?>No questions your excellency.>Yes my lord, can you tell me more about the politics at court ?>Do you think that I have to fear this Mage's guild ?>And what if there is no mention of the baron's activities in our book ?>After Baron Crook's exile, who shall rule the barony of Someplace ?>With the condemnation of the baron for slavery and the banishment of his uncle could you give back the Takable's lands to Rose ? >I am sorry if I told the Guelph sergeants about the book, but they were about to cut down two Bofurian knights invited in your lands.>Could you not have made Rose your ward instead ? It would have stopped the baron ?>Can you send one of your men with Rose your excellency, I fear for her. >If I may ask, your excellency, what would you have done if you were at my place in this situation ?>I shall give you the book your excellency, my brave Ancel will fetch it immediately.>Other (write in)
>>5593947>>Yes my lord, can you tell me more about the politics at court ?>>I am sorry if I told the Guelph sergeants about the book, but they were about to cut down two Bofurian knights invited in your lands.>>Could you not have made Rose your ward instead ? It would have stopped the baron ?>>Can you send one of your men with Rose your excellency, I fear for her.Asking about the baron and lady takables lands may seem a bit forward of us I fear.
>>5593947>>Yes my lord, can you tell me more about the politics at court ?>>I am sorry if I told the Guelph sergeants about the book, but they were about to cut down two Bofurian knights invited in your lands.>>Could you not have made Rose your ward instead ? It would have stopped the baron ?>>Can you send one of your men with Rose your excellency, I fear for her.
>>5593947>I am sorry if I told the Guelph sergeants about the book, but they were about to cut down two Bofurian knights invited in your lands.>And what if there is no mention of the baron's activities in our book ?>You are welcome to pay me a visit with yoru sons at any time, of course, and together to hunt! I regret the missed opportunity also.
>>5593925>>5593945Fair enough. As mentioned previously, the writing made me think de Villeroi didn't fuck... around. Clearly I was mistaken. The pun is horrible, but it's there to stay.
>>5593947>After Baron Crook's exile, who shall rule the barony of Someplace ?Us, hopefully >With the condemnation of the baron for slavery and the banishment of his uncle could you give back the Takable's lands to Rose ?>Can you send one of your men with Rose your excellency, I fear for her.>If I may ask, your excellency, what would you have done if you were at my place in this situation ?>I shall give you the book your excellency, my brave Ancel will fetch it immediately.>>5592940and once again I switch colours faster than a noble in the HRE
>>5593947>After Baron Crook's exile, who shall rule the barony of Someplace ?>With the condemnation of the baron for slavery and the banishment of his uncle could you give back the Takable's lands to Rose ?>If I may ask, your excellency, what would you have done if you were at my place in this situation ?
>>5593947>Yes my lord, can you tell me more about the politics at court ?>After Baron Crook's exile, who shall rule the barony of Someplace ?>With the condemnation of the baron for slavery and the banishment of his uncle could you give back the Takable's lands to Rose ?>Can you send one of your men with Rose your excellency, I fear for her.>If I may ask, your excellency, what would you have done if you were at my place in this situation ?
>>5593973He does not know you very much about you, yes.>>5594011>>5594014>>5594017Hahaha, he is a jolly good fellow. (And no problem at all, we love horrible puns here, all my character names are horrible puns in the good tradition of Goscinny Uderzo). >>5594018We may hope.And switching colours is the way of the good politician.>>5594353>>5596071I fully noted your answers good sirs and will answer to the 4 most asked questions. Unfortunately it will be in the next thread, without any internet besides the one of my phone and no access to my computer before the end of the week I will have to let you wait. I am terribly sorry. But I shall post about the next thread on QST. I hope that the thread stays in the archive long enough for me to properly archive it.And thank you for having played, I hope you enjoyed it.
>>5596291One of us can archive it for you, QM. Just let us know the tags and description you would like.
>>5596321Oh, thank you good sir, it would be very helpful. I always try to put "Medieval, Mudcore, Fantasy" as tags and for the description of this thread why not writing "Our noble lord travels through valleys and hills, fights pork-rat men, feasts with a count, is betrayed and thrown in jail by magical burghers escapes and sees the count's Justice".I do not know if it is too long, if it is you can cut it short. But really thank you very much for this.
>>5596777The deed is done! The description was a bit long to fit, so I took some liberties.https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5561322/
>>5596291>Goscinny/UderzoMan, I loved Nicholas books. Asterix&Obelix of course were amazing too, but I've never read those, only watched cartoons/movies. Also Goscinny's name means hospitable/welcoming man in polish. It has always confused me. Honestly still does.
>>5597160Thank you good sir ! You are a hero of the realm ! You saved me from a dire situation.>>5597506Yes, all the books about le petit Nicolas marked my childhood, and Astérix comics are worth it, they are kind of cult here. And about Goscinny he was of polish jewish descent so it is why he has a polish name. Just like Uderzo was the son of two Italian immigrants. It is funny that as relatively newcomers they nailed so well the French spirit (and all our clichés about our neighbours).
>>5597538So he was a a frenchman of polish-mercantile descent writing about superpowered gauls, incompetent romans, egyptians, scottish dogs and whatnot? Sounds like a cultural boiling pot of sort, only it was one man.What do you exactly mean by french spirit? I'm unfamiliar with french things with exception of Leon, René/Goscinny's works and that movie we don't talk about in fear of king sending the spies in glowing trenchcoats after us.
>>5597617To resume the French spirit would be hard but I was talking about the fact that Goscinny and Uderzo were bickering about how to represent their gallic hero. Uderzo wanted a muscular strong guy while Goscinny wanted a little guy who would represent the crafty and resourceful average Frenchman. So they decided to make two heroes.The French spirit about which I was talking is something like the resourcefulness that you can see in some movies with Jean Paul Belmondo but at the same time the kind of burlesque of the comedies with Pierre Richard and Gérard Depardieu (he will play Obélix by the way) in movies like la Chèvre or les Compères, or le Dîner de Cons (even if it is other actors the character of Francois Pignon is here too). Today I think that we see this kind of humour in OSS117 but as a parody of this time.All Astérix in general is a satire of France from the 1960's to the 1980's. The Gaul village is typically a french village with it's love for good food and feast while the Roman Empire is more or less urban society. The characters like Goudurix (I do not know how it is traduced in English, they change the names of minor characters to make puns) represent the urban Yéyé youth completely obsessed with Anglo Saxon music coming into a peasant village who does not understand this. Another comics is about the introduction of feminism into the village (and it ends poorly) etc... The Roman legion is a parody of the military service in the french army that every man knew at that time, sometimes some Romans have the face of actors who play in some action movies. When the Romans try to buy the village they do it under the commandment of a young bureaucrat who is a parody of our Énarques or of the rich kids coming from commercial schools etc... The "house that makes you mad" is a realistic representation of our administration when you try to get something.And of course all the times when Astérix travels somewhere they see the foreigners in the habitual french clichés about them (the Germans, the Britons, the Belgians), a lot of French humor is about mocking the foreigners, we have even all a category of Belgian jokes who are their kind of humour. Or regional stereotypes like when Astérix meets northmens they drink calva and eat everything with cream, their better invention being eating cream with cream (as a Norman myself it is practically true). What I meant with this wall of text is that by using this metaphor of ancient Gauls Goscinny perfectly nailed his epoch and the mentality of his compatriots.