updated roster of forces

20 Marksmen Rangers
50 Archers
32 Ironmen Garrison
55 Sword Garrison

CAPTCHA STOP EATING MY NAME

Bandit Problem Above Average
Wealth Low, but could soon well change
Strength Low


>Lord Gostrik of Cliin HATED (may cause problems with his family
>Stark slightly warm
>the Freys are neutral to us
>Tully have heard of our names
>the rest of southron do not know us
>Boltons are neutral to us
>Freys are eyeing us up like a piece of meat


tax rate is 25% (10 if you serve the militia)
People are starting to warm up to you

Treasury

689 Golden Dragons

Woot! Let's do this thing.

Imperial Command Reporting!

rolled 16 = 16

Let's talk to our wife. How can we improve our house. We need to advance our standing. The name Strongcock must be known and respected.

rolled 52 = 52

>>16534465
Rerollan for you.

Anyways what happened to those trees that magically grew due to some guy rolling 100?

>>16534478

they be still growing, its been a fairly warm sprign so they might/might not live to the fruit bearing age.

>>16534465

"Hmm, Dearest husband, we could use more subjects, oh and maybe a market and a way to keep the bandit population down, and now that i think about it, a forge, oooh we could also survey the land see if theres any more material wealth, maybe strengthen our walls... build a few towers along the road, maybe some waystops, prepare for Lord Durian's arrival

>>16534516

You are having lunch when a Short man dressed in rich silks is led in by Kelor

"Sir, i am Lord Durians Castellan," he informs "I have ridden ahead to inform you that my Majesty is two weeks away, and cannot wait to gaze upon your house and your dear daughter who he hears is the most beautiful in all of the North"

You thank him and give him a small room in your keep

well bout damn time he got here, he must be carrying his entire castle just to get here...

>>16534516
Wife is right.

How much would all this cost? I'm sure we're going to have to hire people to do everything.

>>16534621

for all of it? more then you can afford. you only have 689 dragons in the bank.

"well milord" Maester Herla starts, "a good starting market would cost us close to 300 dragons, and a good forge would cost us about 200, and probably and another 100 for us to bring a blacksmith here." he clears his throat "now for strengthening the wall unless we find a good source of Granite, or a strong stone nearby it'll cost around 2000 dragons to bring the stone here and then maybe another 100 for labor, watch towers, using our wood we have now would be cheaper around 100 per tower. Surveying would only cost us 50 for a good skilled crew to come from White Harbor and if we want a really extravagent meeting for Durian i've calculated it at around 150."

OH SHIT THERES A MOUSE IN MY COMPUTER, if i dont reply for a bit im hunting a mouse

>>16534726
WAit wut?

I say that we get that Forge up and running, along with a survey. Bertrand should continue hunting the bandits. Do we really want to spend that much on the visit?

We also don't want the results of the survey getting into the wrong hands, aka Cliin or the Freys. Maybe pay a little extra for the surveyor's silence?

rolled 72 = 72

>>16534833
I think he means he saw an Actual mouse skitter by.
>>16534726
Market is always a good choice
>300
And we'll need to make everything nice for the arrival of the new guy
>150
Perhaps a Single wooden tower, LATER, when we have some more money to spare, as we dont want to sit there with nothing but a bunch of stags to our name.
>689-450
>239 Dragons.
If people push it, we can put a tower at a midpoint between the Roost and the Hill., but we would keep at at least 100. and not fall below that.

And I will say again, Hug Our Daughter Edyth!

>>16534936
I agree with this. But we really do need to get more people for our land.

>>16534936

As long as we get either the Forge or the Market up and running, I'll be happy. I do think the Survey is a good call early on, and it'll let us stay above 100 Dragons.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16534726

A feast! By the old gods, we must have an extravagant feast prepared to Lord Durian!

>>16535198

Please ignore that roll, I meant that as input, NOT AN ACTION!

rolled 75 = 75

>>16534936
Rollan' to support.

Even though I swore I'd stop rollan.
My last "2" worked out pretty well (Thanks to other grand annons scoring multiple 100s. my jaw is still detached.)

>>16534936

I would suggest Ranger Bertrand and his men be brought in to clear out any and all bandits near our home.

The last thing we need is this Dornish lord breaking off the marriage because of some rabble-rousers...

rolled 3 = 3

>>16535198
Supporting action.

>>16535245
Wonderful support!

>>16535250
...shit

rolled 74 = 74

>>16534936

Forgot to roll support.

okay guys im back sorry about that,

to help explain it there was an actual mouse in my computer, it was a tiny thing but it cause a hell of a problem

You tell Herla to order the local builders to start work on a market and to start laying out the welcome wagon for Durian, who will hopefully appreciate the good will

THUNK THUNK THUNK

*Whos's there? edyth asks

"Your father, mind if i come in?" you reply

after a minute she replies "come in.' shes sitting on the side of her bed tears rolling down her cheeks. "hi daddy" she says in her voice she gets when shes been really sad.

You walk over to her and sit down next to her, "Ian may have found you a new husband, a Wealthy Dornish man who lost his wife. he will be here in two weeks."

She sits there in silence before speaking up "daddy...i don't know...what if hes mean?" she looks up at you with her brown eyes tears welling up as one sneaks by.

you wipe it away and kiss her on the forehead "daddy won't let him live if he was mean to you." you say as you wrap you arms around her, and she finally breaks down crying wrapping her arms around you.

rolled 99 = 99

>>16535359

ROLLAN' FOR HUGS!

>>16535372

Why did I waste a 99 on a hug?!

Our daughter better love the shit out of us now...

>>16535372
HUGS FOR THE HUG GOD!

>>16535388
Uh-oh Incest

>>16535409

Problem?

>>16535409
Such is life in Soviet Westeros?

Also, Edyth is...20 right?

>>16535388
Careful incest is never a good option

>>16535433
Oh god no.

>>16535372

she clings to you "Daddy, i didn't kill him, i promise i didn't!" she says into your shoulder "I loved him too much to even think about it."

"I know dear, an old lady came by, saying it was the Freys who masterminded it." you reply

"Wait...was she wearing all black, and had a wart?" she asks quizzicly.

"...i think so..." you say your memory a little fuzzy

she breaks down crying again "She was a fisherswife that would always give my husband the catch of the day when he came back, she always watched him when he went fishing...she would know who killed him." she breaks down "Daddy! the freys did it i know they did if she says they did, she wouldn't lie to her wife's father if it meant vengeance for his death. He was a kind and just ruler! never harming any of his just subjects! Daddy please....please bring the freys to justice! for me?" she looks at you with tear stained cheeks and dried eyes

...So Lord Skylar...what shall it be?

>>16535451
should *probably* point out that you don't really have a way to do that per sey.
Them being a fucking powerful great house and all with 2 fucking castles, dozens of relatives, and ~2000 more soldiers than you have.

>>16535451

We...we can't fight the Frey's at the moment. The words of an old woman are not nearly enough to be able to try and finger the Frey's either...

How can we find better proof?

>>16535451

"All in good time, my daughter. Daddy's lordship needs to become strong first, then we can exact justice! For now, you can help the family best by marrying Durian, provided that he's a good man."

>>16535475

right now...it'd be a massacre and right what the freys could possibly want...but who knows what the future holds?

>>16535479

Gold could always loosen a few tongues...

also its going to take 3 months for the market to finish.

the feast isn't looking so good, as preparations have been rife with trouble, your best cook burned his hand severely and is now under maester herla's care, but theres still a week before he arrives

>>16535479
tee hee... finger the Freys.

>>16535484

she wipes the tear away from her eyes, and gets that look all women get when theres a chance to exact vengeance. "Okay daddy, if Durian will help me bring the murderers to justice i WILL marry him!" she says with a vindication

>>16535516

Hmmmm...would it be possible to find another chef? Maybe hire Ned's?

>>16535543

there is a chance of that, Ned would likely understand...but it would probably come with a price

>>16535543
That will take too much time.

rolled 77 = 77

>>16535559
Clearly, the only possible solution is MOOSE SAUSAGE.
Rollan' for epic Moose hunt.

rolled 84 = 84

>>16535569
ROLLAN TO SUPPORT!

rolled 42 = 42

>>16535569
Moose sausage you say?

rolled 51 = 51

>>16535569
>>16535573

Rollan to support by adding Dornish spices to make the feast a perfect mixture of Northern and Southern cuisine!

>>16535569

(1 week left)

You decide a moose would serve nicely for the feast. As Durian would have most likely never have eaten it. You leave Kelor in charge of everything and take Calum out with you to bring down a large moose

rolled 66 = 66

>>16535616

Rollan for our chances.

rolled 43 = 43

>>16535616

Spend the hunt talking to Calum about the boy's future, find out what he desires for his own life!

Rollan for epic moose!

rolled 97 = 97

>>16535634
rollan for you

rolled 42 = 42

We ought prey in our godswood for fruit, family, fertility of our lands, and bountiful hunting and mining.

I also wish we could have spruced our place up a bit. I have a feeling it's going to be Bear Island all over again

>>16535650

four days past and you start losing hope, sitting atop a hill with Calum surveying the area around you you strike up a conversation

"Calum, what do you want to do with you life?" you inquire

"Well, father...I love reading, and learning, but i don't see myself becoming a maester, i like to figure things out by myself, make mistakes and see what happens afterwards, i ca-" he stops midsentence and pulls out his bow.

taking his cue you pull out yours also and look to where he is looking, and at the bottom of the hill coming up to you is the largest bull moose you have ever seen,his antlers are wider then if both you and Calum held hands and stretched as far as your arms allowed, and he looks pissed...really pissed

pulling an arrow out of your quiver you loose one straight down at it, striking it in the chest which seems only to enrage it. Calum follows suit and hits it in the eye, letting loose a reverberating bellow, he charges straight at Calum, who drops his bow and plants himself down behind his spear...waiting for the charge

rolled 13 = 13

>>16535736

DEFEND OUR SON! TAKE DOWN DA MOOSE!

rolled 92 = 92

>>16535753
Oh god no.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16535753
rerolling

rolled 61 = 61

>>16535753

Rolling in support!

>>16535767
What i meant by "oh god no" is the mans horrible roll

>>16535800

I'll stop rolling...

The moose charges in and impales itself on Calum's Spear snapping it in half, instantly it barrels forward legs flailing onto Calum, you hear a sickening crunch and a yell of pain from underneath it.

Dropping the spear, you rush forward, and see that the lower half of Calum is underneath the massive moose, using your spear you leverage it enough that Calum can wriggle out, he lays there and matter of factly states "well we got-" and before he can finish he passes out,

looking down you can tell that everything below his knees are shattered.

As you pick him up he stirs a bit "Dad....don't...don't forget the moose, or this entire trip would have been useless..." and then passes out again

>>16535854
Looks like he gets more reading time. >.<'
Hopefully his legs recover somewhat. As long as his Femurs aren't trashed, he'll probably be able to hobble around at least.

"Hodor," said Hodor.

>>16535854

We have a traveling party, yes? We didn't just go out hunting for a giant moose, the two of us, RIGHT?!

...

RIGHT?!

rolled 57 = 57

Is Herla's knowledge of mending broken bones sound?

rolled 2 = 2

Okay, finally got here
>Budget for market
>Overprotective dad
>Moose hunt
>Oh gods no Calum

You guys have been busy.
At least Calum didn't dream of being a knight.

Hell, this story should impress our new Dornish cousins. They're all about spears down there.
We should make sure to save the antlers from this megamoose of death. We'll figure out what to do with them later, but Calum deserves something. A walking stick, if he needs one, or a spear if he recovers fully. Maybe more, we'll see, there should be plenty of antler to go round.

Rolling to get our son and our moose back to the Roost safely.

rolled 57 = 57

>>16535992
FUCKING DICE GODS I DEMAND A REROLL
FOR THE LOVE WE BEAR OUR SON
RE ROLL

rolled 78 = 78

>>16535992

Support for returning the moose and the boy.

Still waiting to hear if we were fucking retarded and it's actually only the two of us out here.

rolled 50 = 50

>>16535992
fuck.
Looks like we'll end up in Dorne too >.>

May my roll help...

>>16535854

You and your group finally make it back to the Castle it is late at night , your horses are flecked with foam from being pushed to the limit.

You rush towards the doors to the hall the guards barrely push it open by the time you get there. "HERLA!' you scream "HERLA I NEED YOU!" you rush up to the maester's room

"HERLA! MY SON IS HURT" you yell as you bust in through his door, startling him awake.

"What happened?" he asks groggily stumbling out of bed before finally seeing Calum "by the godswood..." as he finally sees the mangled mess of Calum's legs "Quick put him down on the table, and fetch me a pot of boiling water and my utensils." he urges you.

You yell down the hallway for a pot of boiling water, and then turn back inside grabbing all of the utensils you can find.

when you finally get back to Herla with the items in your hands he looks at you forlornly "we're going to have to remove everything below the knee, theres not a solid bone in there, its just a mash of muscle and bone too stricken to be of any use. Im going to need you to hold him down as i work on him." he runs over to the cuppboard grabs several plants out of there as two servants rush in with the pot of boiling water.

"oh by the maker..." One of them startles looking at Calum's legs nearly dropping the boiling water everywhere.

Herla gets a long handled cup dips it into the water and adds the plants to it and mashes it all together into a cream. which he hands you.

"make sure he drinks this it could mean his life....or his death." he intones seriously

you slowly feed it to him and when its all gone you look at Herla for more instructions through watery eyes.

"grab his legs" he motions towards his legs with a large knife. "this will be very messy and he'll flail around even with the milk of the poppy."

you brace his legs as Herla with a face drained of color brings down the first knife with a sickeningly wet thunk. Calum screams in pain and tears roll down your cheeks freely at the sound.

At the sound your wife barges in "WHATS WRONG WITH MY CALLY BOY." then she finally sees whats going on and faints onto the floor.

several hours pass and Calums legs are bound in bandages, Herla looks over to you and your wife with bloodshot eye and says "You may rest now the worst of it is over now."

Your wife replies before you do "If death is coming for my son he must take me screaming with him."

rolled 6 = 6

>>16536052
>>16536072

Our son...

>>16536052
>>16536072
Well done, OP. Well done.

I halfway believe our wife...
Gods.

Nothing else to say, really.

Such is life in Westeros.

rolled 23439 = 23439

>>16536072
>>16536052

>Game of Thrones Quest.
>First time I showed up.
>Middle son close to dying
>Feels juuuuuust like Westeros.

Keep it up OP

rolled 33 = 33

When Calum is well enough, we should sit with the boy and have a good talk. We know he likes to read and work on problems, perhaps he could become a builder? I suggest we inquire what field he wishes to study and try to locate a teacher for him.

Our son is crippled, not useless and we will not allow him to think that he is such.

rolled 16 = 16

>>16536087
He lives damnit!

rolled 9 = 9

Hey guys what I mis-

He will live, I know it.

>>16536189

Supporting with all my tears

rolled 51 = 51

>>16536193
Rerollan

>>16536202

At least he and Bran will be cripple buddies.

...

OH GOD I'M SORRY FOR THAT!

Wish we had Destiny points to burn T.T

two days pass, and you hear a large horn bellow from outside waking you up from your resting spot next to Calum's bed, as you rush into the great hall, you see outside the doors a large bronzed man sitting on top of a horse next to two men carrying his banners; a tower standing in front of a crashing wave.

He dismounts and walks up to you and offers you his hand "m'lord i am Lord Durian, it is an honor to finally meet you. Ian has told me much about you and your family."

you take his hand and shake it "and reply It is nice to see you i am Lord Skylar Strongcock, and i welcome you to my home and brandish your arms to welcome him and his retainers in "There will be a great feast to commemorate your visit, but enough of that i suspect you want to meet my family."

You lead him inside and see that most of your family is waiting for him, and you introduce him to them all, all the while he can't keep his eyes off of Edyth, after the formalities are over with, he beckons everyone to sit.

"my gracious hosts, i thank you for your hospitality, and let it be known Durian Calik is not ungracious i have brought gifts for all of you." he motions to his retainers who have been sitting there quietly, the first one steps forward and hands him a long elongated box, "to the lord of the house i present to you a finely crafted hand and a half sword from my own blacksmith. he opens up the box and hands you a large blade, with the pommel being a cock's head with a small ruby grasped in the beak.

>>16536259
>cock's head pommel.
WHY CAN'T I STOP LAUGHING I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS I JUST CAN'T STOP.

....

Get that boy the best education we can so that he grows up to be Da Vinci. If he can't have legs then he shall have wings!

rolled 17 = 17

>>16536259
>First of several gifts is worth the better part of our entire House savings
We're making this marriage happen, people.
Graciously accept the sword, and proceed to name it Ironbeak.

Wait, Lord Martell is lame, is he not? Perhaps we can find a way to work in the comparison between Calik's liege lord and our son.

Aside from that, he's clearly eye-fucking Edyth, which is what we were hoping for. Make sure he's at our right hand for sausages and mead (don't insult him by serving any wine that isn't Dornish) tonight, with his bride-to-be on his right.

>>16536296

I'm just gonna not bother rolling any more tonight.

rolled 73 = 73

>>16536296

Support this 100%

Turning to your wife a retained approaches her bows and opens a box for her and a small gasp escapes her lips.
"for the lady of the house i gift her with the finest spices of Dorne, and a small mirror from across the Narrow Sea from the Free Cities,

he then walks over to dina, and kneels next to her, "For the young lady i have brought a small doll" which he pulls out of his cloak, it is a very fine porcelain doll with baby blue eyes painted on and golden hair.

"Ah but i do not forget the lovely lady here," he walks over to Edyth, and pulls out a small box "this is for you my dear" and opens it revealing a gold necklace with a ruby in the center clasped in a small seabirds mouth." she takes it, her eyes never leaving the ruby.

"and finally from my own personal library, i bestow upon Calum, the fin-" he stops mid sentence "..where is Calum?" he inquires and a sullen chill descends upon your family

>>16536330
Tell him the full story, emphasizing Calum's valor with a /spear/, but leaving out the messy details of the surgery itself.
We have yet to work out any means of helping him get around the castle grounds.

Mention that Calum told us about how Lord Martell uses a special wrought-iron chair with wheels and axle, but such a thing is beyond our means at present.

>>16536354

We WILL have such a chair for the boy, though. Emphasize that he is still our son and his situation will NOT hinder him in the slightest.

I will say, so far I am liking Durian; all these gifts are wonderful, but if he is not the proper man for our daughter I will not accept it!

You speak up "Calum..." you choke up a bit "Calum, had a hunting accident, he is being attended too by our maester,"

"oh...i see, i am so very sorry for you," he says, "when he is better please give him my gift," and he hands you the box, which is heavier then expected and is made out of a fine wood, taking a peak inside you see three tomes, bound in leather and written with gold lettering, one of them is called "The Ways of the Dothraki"

>>16536379
>book about riding horses.
>Our Son is now essentially Cotton Hill in physical abilities.

>>16536379

You clear your throat, "we thank you dearly for the gifts, i will now show you around our grounds" you motion for the guards, and they bring out two of your best stallions, motioning to them, you say "Shall we?"

>>16536379

Calum suffered his injuries BY VALIANTLY DEFEATING THE MOOSE UPON WHICH WE WILL FEAST IN YOUR HONOR!

Mother fucker, explain this shit right. Calum should be seen as a BAMF by Durian!

rolled 58 = 58

>>16536400
Cities will burn in his wake, calling it now.

>>16536417
As we tour around, thank him abundantly for his overwhelming generosity, and offer him our gift, an aged oak box of frozen moose sausages, "A local delicacy, which our wife has raised to an art form," which he can take back to Dorne with him. The ice is packed so it should survive the trip without melting too soon.

Ask him how he likes his first trip to the North, make sure his voyage was peaceful, etc. Show interest, forge friendship, bro it up.

rolled 73 = 73

>>16536379
There has to be something we can do for our son? Giving him the greatest education available?

>>16536431
Also, supporting this 100%.

And for the old gods' sake, emphasize that Calum is a SPEARMAN.
Dornish bitches love spears.

>>16536441
Also, show him the GODDAMN MAGICAL MIRACLE ORANGE TREES.
Might be a good opportunity to make allusions about Dornish fruits prospering in fertile northern soils. wink wink, nudge nudge.

>>16536455
I'm a little ashamed that I didn't think of that one myself.

rolled 26560 = 26560

>>16536455

You sir have the soul of a poet and the balls of an elephant. I concur.

>Give up not being able to get Game of Thrones at library
>Too poor to want to go and buy it
>Throw hands in air, decide to watch show first after all, instead of other way around as originally intended
>See awesomeness, and weep. Begin wishing for a little brother named Bran.
>Find Game of Thrones Quest, check it out
>Find Bran.

OP . . . you have yourself a new fan, and contributor to this thread.

>>16536455

you start off the tour by leading him to the small grove of fruit trees, which seems to impress him greatly

"i have never seen Orange trees grow this far north, they have trouble growing in Lannisport as it is" he says visibly impressed

you smirk "everything in the north is extremely fertile, and given enough care everything can grow in these soils"

>>16536519
>Leaving out spears, moose-killing for the feast
>Leaving out the whole point of the one-liner

OP, you're great, but Y U NO include some of this stuff?

rolled 48 = 48

>>16536519
Fisticuffs?

>>16536537

it'll come...it'll come, just wait

you lead him around town showing him how "bustling it is" an then finally lead him back to the great hall, which you can tell the feast is about to commence. as you two enter you can tell that all the strange smells are making Durian's mouth water

You turn to him and say "tonight, do not worry my friend, all of your men will be fed tonight, for tonight we will feast on the greatest meats and splendors the north can offer" and you lead him up to where you sit and offer him to sit at your right hand, with Edyth sitting next to him on his right.

an hour passes and after an appetizer of Cod and Eel soup, the main dish is brought out, the large moose; spear shaft still embedded in its chest, that was felled by Calum, carried in by four of your strongest men, and placed in front of you and Durian.

Reaching out you cut out a hunk and give it to Durian and start dishing out cuts of meat to everyone.

As everyone is being served you noticed that Durian's eyes never leave the spear shaft extending out of the moose's chest.

As you sit down you turn to him and exclaim i shall tell you bout how this majestic beast was felled. Me and my son along with our greatest hunters, went in search of a beast worthy to be served to you, we searched high and lo for weeks on end and could never find a beast worthy, that was until two days ago, on our way back when Calum spotted him." you motion at the Moose " he immediately saw us, and charged us, throwing aside our friends and hunting dogs like they were twigs in a breeze, and soon it was just me and Calum. as it bore down on Calum he grabs his spear and with all his might, shoves it straight into the great beasts chest felling him in one great swoop, but alas Calum did not escape unscathed for the beast landed on him, but did Calum fret?" you stop for a moment "No, for he is a Strongcock and we laugh at such measly predicaments, he sat there and joked with us until we brought him home, and it is because of him, we now serve you this magnificent beast."

you watch his face shift from amazement to awe, "if it is okay with you my lord, i wish to meet this glorious hunter, and thank him in person as soon as this fabulous feast is finished with."

>>16536670
Have Kelor speak to Calum before the feast ends. We need to make sure our stories are straight.

Other than that, once our story is done, give him the opportunity to talk to Edyth.

rolled 75 = 75

>>16536670

Is Calum well enough to take visitors? If so, tell him that following the feast he would be glad to introduce the two of them. If not, offer the suitable excuse.

As for the feast itself, I am curious as to what his views on his future. Everyone wants something out of their life, what is it that leads him?

rolled 8 = 8

>>16536716
I'm this guy, and I say we should do as this guy:
>>16536705
says mostly. Ask him some questions, but do little to intrude upon anything between them.

>>16536670

several hours pass, and the passing of stories, the feast is slowly dieing down, soon it is only you and Durian, you lead him to Maester Herla's room where Calum is, as you knock on the door Herla answers it seeing you and Durian there he lets you in with a worried look.

you introduce Durian to Calum who is awestruck by this. when you notice that herla is beckoning you over.

when you get close enough he leans in and whispers "Calum has been getting worse, i fear he may not have long to live" he says disbelieving it himself.

you snap your head around and can notice it himself, Calum is slow to respond to Durians questions and his movements are sluggish

"from the looks of it, i may say he only has a day at most before death comes for him." it hits you like a hammer blow and your world starts to swim

you excuse yourself and go to your private privay and start relieving yourself of your food, as your wife comes in you tell her whats happening, and she slumps down to the ground and starts weeping

rolled 83 = 83

>>16536748
The only reason I don't suggest we blind-rage right now is because of Durian.

Not to metagame, but what's wrong with Calum? If he was properly treated and the injuries were amputated and sterilized above the knees, he should be fine. There's no reason mortification would be setting in now, and infection is similarly unlikely.

Whatever.
We are Strongcocks, and we will pray for our son.

After that...

After that, we sit by Calum's bedside and read to him from the new books Durian brought.

rolled 59 = 59

>>16536784

I'm also curious, and I feel that Skylar would also feel the need to fully understand why his son is dying. Ask Herla for some specifics. He is our son, and while we will bear his death stoically, we will fight like lions for his life while he yet lives. What is it that we can do?

>>16536784

blood loss, bone splinter going into a place its not supposed to, remember it did take you several hours before you got back to the keep most of which was spent going full gallop on a horse

rolled 24 = 24

>>16536748

Upon finishing our business with the throne we apologize to Durian, but we must take leave for a few hours.

In the dead of night, we slip away from our castle and make our way to the newly erected shrine to the Old Gods with the freshly planted tree of Weirwood.

Offerings of moose sausage and our finest wine are left as we kneel before the tree and pray for our son's health.

rolled 57 = 57

>>16536835
We dedicate our live to advancing medical science via patronage? Our Sklyar learning it?

rolled 17 = 17

>>16536847

Rolling in support

rolled 50 = 50

>>16536847
Oh god that horrible roll.

rolled 64 = 64

>>16536847

as you return you pull herla aside and want to know why life wanes from your son

"it preplexes me as well, my liege" he whispers to you "the wound is clean, there is no mortification, ive poured over my books for what may be the cause, but none of them fit, i am sorry my lord, but Calum's life is in the hands of the old gods now."

>>16536847
Maybe you should remain retired

rolled 29 = 29

>>16536906

rolled 40 = 40

>>16536906
"Have you tried hitting him?"

rolled 90 = 90

>>16536906
Our son will live!

rolled 90 = 90

>>16536906

We go to see Calum and take a seat beside our weakened son, taking his hand and focusing his delirious attention upon use.

"Calum Strongcock... You were named for my grandfather, you know. He was a proud man, but stubborn as a mule. Your great-grandmother always told me when I was a boy that if Death came for him when he was not ready, that man would set his teeth, stick out his jaw, and tell Death to come back another day..."

A moment of silence as we wait to make sure Calum has understood the tale.

"My son...you are a strong boy and a hero. You should have seen the look on Durian's feast when we put that mighty beast upon the table and began to carve. I know that it may seem difficult know, my son. But, you are not yet dead. You are a Strongcock...'Bloody victory or bloody death', my boy. This has been a bloody victory. A bloody victory to be proud of. There will be no bloody death from this battle, my son. Maester Helor has done all he can to your wounds, this is now your fight. You will win it. I know this...because you are my son and one day you will reach such heights that I can only imagine..."

rolled 58 = 58

Do the Old Gods take sacrifices? Rituals?

Or is it just something to pray to?

If there's something we can do to appease them, FUCKING DO IT. Our son may have no legs, but he will be the BEST DAMN HORSE ARCHER/TACTICIAN/REALLYWHATEVERTHEFUCKHEWANTSTOBE TO HAVE EVER LIVED

>>16536962
So our son may die or he may never become a great warrior anyone else up for raising a warrior princess

>>16536962


you and Karyn are woken early next morning by Calum as he pulls you two close

"BEWARE, THE GOLDEN HAIR, IT SPELLS DOOM FOR US ALL, IT WILL SPLIT THE WORLD ASUNDER, FIRES WILL BURN IN GULLETS. AND THOSE THE SUN HASNT TOUCHED IN YEARS WILL RISE AGAIN!" and with that he slumps bacl down and starts thrashing about rambling about golden hair, fire and gullets

Herla rushes over and checks him over, breathing a sigh of relief he turns to you and karyn, and says "he is alive for now but barely, i will send a guard if his condition changes." and he forces you out of the room

>>16537037

Our son is a god damn seer.

Awesome.

rolled 71 = 71

Skylar lamented until you could not cry anymore. His sons final hours would be of madness, and pain. He looked Harla, "Please," he said, sobbing greatly, "There, there must be something. Anything, please save my boy, my son." He couldn't speak as a wave of sadness hit him. He just cried while sitting beside his son.

>Rolling for our Son to make it. Or for his condition to improve. PS is he a greenseer now?

rolled 13 = 13

>>16537089
We already rolled two 90's on him living. I think he's going to make it.

>>16537101

I said improving his condition man.

rolled 34 = 34

You said 'Or for his condition to improve.'

He was probably just clarifying, not contradicting.

>>16537101
>>16537131
Welp...

it is midday when Durian finds you on the parapet

"My lord do you have a moment?" he asks

without turning around you motion for him to come forward.

"My lord i heard of what ails Calum, i wish to ffer you my deepest sympathies, but that is not why i am here, i wish to ask for Edyth's hand in marriage."

rolled 7 = 7

>>16537101
>>16537131
Welp...

rolled 9 = 9

>>16537145
Despite him having horrible timing I say we listen.

rolled 46 = 46

>>16537205
I REROLL FOR THIS MAN!

rolled 98 = 98

>>16537227
>>16537205
>>16537145
No sir. I re-roll for this man.

>>16537241
He wins

You look at him, through red eyes, and mutter "Very Well"

he looks at you with a wierd expression on his face then claps his hands together and says "Excellent! i will await the coming wedding day with abated breath!"

aaaaand thats it for today! tune in tommorow to see if Calum lives and for the wedding!

>>16536512
You could download the book, or the audiobook.

archive can be found on sup/tg/ now

UPVOTE IT

>>16537302

Durian's...kind of a prick. You're going to give a weird look to the father of a boy who's life is in the balance at the moment?

I worry about our decisions here, gentlemen. I think the DM might be using Calum's wounds to pull a fast one on us...

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Song%20of%20Fire%20and%20Ice%20Quest

Don't forget to vote up on the archives guys.

Also great work Lone Maester

>>16537331

who me...thats just silly....also next game will be 5pm MST tommorow

rolled 66 = 66

>>16537365

HOW DARE YOU US OUR SON LIKE THAT!

ROLLAN' FOR RIGHTEOUS FURY!

>mfw