>>25527010
Once you've picked yourself a Character name and we've got some stats on the go you'll pick your "class" and we'll get crackin'.

Oh, and your a soldier in Richard I's army at the start of the Third Crusade.

Be prepared for anachronisms too. I'll try to avoid them, but there will be some things I miss.

Bump

Rolled 30, 42, 33, 22, 45 = 172

>>25527010
Stats.

>>25527132
Not gonna lie, those look a little limp. Shall I add 10/20 to each or do you want to reroll? I don't want you to just die in the first five minutes.

Rolled 98, 44, 67, 69, 30 = 308

>>25527010
let see how this goes

Rolled 15, 65, 79, 82, 54 = 295

>>25527010
Name: Jacque Fontaine

Rolled 16, 24, 15, 66, 100 = 221

>>25527159
Lets go with these.

>>25527159
>98 strength
You are fucking huge.

>>25527161
Nice English name right there.

All right guys, shall I just go with superman up there or do you want these stats modified? I don't mind, I've got all day.

Could do d60 + 20 to prevent us getting the Hulk again?

Rolled 56 + 20

>>25527174
Is there a problem with the name I suggested?

>>25527182
No no, the plan was for an Englishman but French works equally well. I'm sticking with it.
Also, yeah, I'll take that for Str and go from there.

Stats.
>Str: 76
>Agl:65
>Stl:79
>Per:82
>Char:54

Right, do you want to be a Knight, a peasant man at arms or a peasant archer?

Rolled 79, 25, 37, 81, 85 = 307

>>25527216
can we become the dark knight ?

Rolled 5 + 20

>>25527216
Well we have a last name so it makes sense if we're a Knight I guess.

>>25527159
>>25527223
holy shit did i just do that twice

>>25527223
You can be as dark and edgy as you like. Not sure about Batman though, think that's trademarked.

A knight it is then!

>>25527232
I will assume you are writing.
Came in late, am putting off sleep to see where this goes.
and bump

July, 1191. After a year at sea and fighting Cypriates, the army finally arrives at the walls of the great city of Acre.
The Muslim tyrant, Yusuf ibn Ayyub, or Saladin, has reconquered the Holy Land from King Guy and Orlando Bloom, and Richard the Lionheart has commissioned a 3rd Crusade. You are Jacques Fontain, a French Knight Serving under King Phillip II, who has accompanied Richard I to reclaim Jerusalem for Christendom.

The siege has been long and hard, with the defenders trying to surrender more than once and the attackers trying to take the city again and again, with no outcome for either side. Saladin himself has attacked your army and you have lost more than a few friends.

You prepare your equipment ready for the upcoming assault. You don your armour and pause to decide which blade to take with you.

>Bastard Sword: No shield, bonus to str, minor penalty to agility
>Longsword: Allows shield, minor bonus to str, penalty to agility

Pick one.

>>25527287
Gonna go with long Sword because shield.

>>25527287
Shields are good, go longsword

Rolled 50, 99, 41, 38, 94 = 322

>>25527287
>CLAYMORE

Grasping your blade and securing your shield, you leave the tent and tell your squire to take the horse away from the field. He’ll be no use in the narrow alleys of the city.

The army stands outside the crumbling walls eager to get at the Muslim blood hiding behind them. Over your head soars an enormous stone, trailing sand and dust over you and your comrades. Not a second after it collides with the wall it comes tumbling down, creating a breach.

The English cannot contain themselves and charge through the gap, immediately engaging the defenders . Do you

>follow their lead
>await orders from the King

>>25527332
>Await orders
We're not some filthy peasant.
And late-fight would be better.

>>25527332
Follow their Lead DUES VAULT!

however I need a bit of context, are we leading troops? if so await orders [can't go getting other's killed for our glory]

You look at the King atop his stallion and await further orders. He doesn’t seem eager to do anything, but before you can voice your concern a ladder is hauled towards you and the small group nearby.

The Duke of Burgundy swaggers up to you.
“You see that group of archers on the walls?” he asks, pointing. “You’re to kill them. Then make your way to the south gate and open it.”

The knights beside you pick up the ladder and you all rush towards the walls of the city, pulling the ladders up and starting to climb.

You hold your shield above your head and instantly feel the solid thump of an arrow embedding itself into the wood. Undaunted you climb over the wall and let the archer feel your blade.

As your fellow knights reach the top you decide to:

>rush straight for the gatehouse
>help them deal with the archers

>>25527352
You're just a knight in the army, not leading anyone. Just serving the french King in his quest for christendom.

>>25527401
Archers suck, chop them good

>>25527401
Going with archer's The Duke get's what the Duke want's

The bowmen fall easily to your sword, none of them armoured enough to withstand even the weakest attack from your longsword. One of them is too quick for you and dodges your blow.

He lunges at you with a dagger straight for the visor.

Roll for agility check.

Rolled 32

>>25527437
Sneaky bastard

>>25527437
D20 or D100?

Rolled 36

>>25527437
How are we doing rolls? First, best, average? Roll a d6 and take that number roll?

Rolled 79

>>25527457
above he said we're rolling 100, low rolls best

Rolled 73

>>25527457
seem's I'm to tired to read your Post's

[success]

You manage to twist yourself aside and the dagger scrapes off of your helmet. Before he can ready himself again you send a kick straight at his groin and boot him off the wall into the carnage below. You pause to look, and it appears the English aren’t making any ground. You sigh and wait for the Knights around you to regroup, and once everyone is ready you make your way to the gatehouse.
Inside is a winch system designed to lift the portcullis.

Do you

>Attempt to heave the gate open (roll for strength)
>Look for some other way to open the gate (roll for perception)
>Stand back and let the knights handle it.

>>25527459
For now I'm going to do best of 3 and see how it goes. If we get too many successes I'm going to change it.

Rolled 62

>>25527500
Look for some other way to open the gate perception roll attached

Rolled 73

>>25527500
Perception roll

Rolled 11

>>25527500
Like hell we're taking off our helmet to look around with all these stabby archers.

Strength the gate.

>>25527195
Actually, given the Norman Invasion was barely 200 years ago frenchy names in England wouldn't be too out of place in the nobility.

>>25527506
>>25527510
You take a quick look around the room and don’t see any other way to open the gate. You do, however, glimpse the Saracen hiding in the corner of the room, and before he can do anything sneaky you manage to stick a sword through his throat.

Confident there are no other hidden sand people, you make your way back over to the winch and, through the help of your fellow knights, all of which are apparently blind, you lift the portcullis.

Once fully lifted, the French forces rush the gates and join the English in the fight on the streets.

You
>Run down the nearest tower and join the battle below
>pick up a bow and start taking potshots
>Do something else (You guys think of something)


and yes, that Saracen would have probably killed you if you hadn't perception checked.

Rolled 69

>>25527561
>Run down the nearest tower and join the battle below DUES VAULT!

Rolled 26

>>25527561
Potshots, but keep perceptioning to prevent countersniping

Rolled 87

>>25527561
Take Saracen's gear (if unsoiled), and craft into makeshift disguise.
Without wearing the disguise, go kill shit down there.

Rolled 60

>>25527582
Kill what shit? More rag heads, or anything we see?

>>25527582
You look to your fellow knights and suggest getting down there to join the fray. Before leaving, you quickly loot the Saracen’s armour. One of the knights looks at you quizzically.

“What’s that for?” he asks.
“Disguise, innit.” you reply.
“But you’re not even brown you dolt…” says the Knight.
Slightly crestfallen, you drop the armour and carry on downstairs.

The moment you leave the tower your group is intercepted by Saracens trying to retake the gatehouse. There are 6 of them, and 6 of you, so you settle with a one on one.

You
>charge him straight and true (roll for str)
>wait for him to charge you
>flee
>something else

Rolled 79

>>25527561
c-can i play too?

>>25527568
rolling for this

>>25527640
Feel free, but you're one post late, reply to the next thing.

Rolled 95

>>25527631
wait for his move

Rolled 24

>>25527631
>wait for him to charge you
Mainly because it is our best tactic since we have a shield

You wait for the Saracen to make his move, which he wastes no time in doing. Due to his light armour and nimble feet, he closes the gap with lighting speed and swings his scimitar at your sword arm (that “sword arm” part is very important here. Notice it is not your shield arm).

You
>raise shield to block (roll for agility)
>attempt to block with your sword (roll for agility)
>attempt a counter attack before he can hit you (roll for str and agl)
>other

Rolled 53

>>25527703
block with sword

Rolled 42

>>25527631
We charge!

Rolled 71

>>25527715
Fuck
>>25527703
Block with shield and counter.

Rolled 51

>>25527711
This

>>25527711
You raise your sword and block the blow, but only just. You have no time to ready a counter attack before he's swinging at you again, from the other side.

You
>block with shield (roll for agl)
>block with sword (roll agl)

Rolled 51

>>25527736
Block with shield and follow up with a headbutt

Rolled 27

>>25527736
Shield, obviously.

>>25527722
Just so you know, you would have died hard if this had been the decider.

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Rolled 38

>>25527746
>Tfw Op is gunning for a kill

You raise the shield and deflect the blow with ease, more ready this time. While he’s on the back foot you step in and slam your helmeted head into his nose. Blood spurts forth from the Saracen’s face and he drops to the floor. You place your sword to his neck, at which point he yields and releases his weapon.

You look over to see that your fellow knights have all been victorious as well. The siege had really taken its toll on the inhabitants of the city.

You hear hooves behind you and the Kings Phillip and Richard ride past you towards the city centre. Burgundy swaggers over again and says
“Top work lads. They’ve surrendered. “

You allow yourself a smile and a cheer with your brothers before deciding what to do.

You
>return to camp like a good christian to clean your equipment and tend to your horse
>loot the city

>>25527789
Loot!
might not get another chance.

>>25527789
looot

Rolled 20

>>25527789
Loot like a heathen, for king and country

Rolled 89

>>25527789
I'm Torn are we a Zealot or a Brute?

>>25527810
You're whatever you want to be. Looks like a brute right now.

Rolled 84

>>25527816
I know I was debating the Internal characteristic's of what made our character tick turn's out it's gold apparantly.

Rolled 7

>>25527828
Were /tg/. If there's one thing we do, its loot dungeons. And a city sacking is pone fucking giant dungeon

>>25527828
We can still be faithful and want to loot.

Before anyone lets out another word you turn to nearest door and kick it in. The men around you cheer and join in, and within hours much of the city is burning. You wander around the streets, laughing and drunk, with a large bag labelled swag draped over your shoulder. You managed to get yourself a nice little haul of trinkets, but much of the cities wealth had been lost in previous battles.

Whilst walking past a church you notice an ornate cross made of solid gold sitting at the altar. Not one to pass up such an opportunity, you pick it up and are about to put it in your bag, when a large Teutonic Knight approaches you.

“Put that down you Godless scum.” he growls.

You
>relinquish the cross and apologise, remembering you are the sword of God and not some common barbarian
>Yell “fuck you” and smash him in the face with the loot bag
>Yell “fuck you” and courageously run away

>>25527883
We're here for the loot and for God both, let's not forget our faith.
Relinquish the cross.

>>25527883
put down the cross.

Rolled 75

>>25527883
Hoo boy. Even our little loot is good, we fade to the background. And wait till he leaves. Then get the gold

Rolled 100

>>25527883
>relinquish the cross and apologise, remembering you are the sword of God and not some common barbarian.

There are lines and then there are LINES we've clearly crossed a Line, In fact after we put it down let's apologise and offer to guard the Church.

I won't be some damn Blasphemer

Rolled 35

>>25527903
>>25527889
>>25527888
Gold, man, gold! Wait till he turns his back and take the gold! This is mediaeval Europe, we need some cash for our prestige!

Remembering why you’re in the holy land in the first place, you apologise and put the cross back down.

As you turn to leave you hear the Teuton mumble “there’s a good boy, now get out before I slap you.”

Your blood boils at the provocation. You already relinquished the cross, but this man is obviously looking for a reason to cave your skull in.

You
>ignore it and carry on your looting like a good christian
>punch him in the throat

Rolled 1

>>25527929
>ignore it and carry on your looting like a good christian

Rolled 49

>>25527923
Good God don't you have any ye old Honour man! God will surely strike us down if we dishonour him.

>>25527929
>ignore it and carry on your looting like a good christian

Rolled 92

>>25527929
Ignore him, come back when his back is turned

>>25527929
Fighting among our own kind is not what God would have wanted, Teutonic Knight.
We are here for a reason, to take back the Land of Christ, Jerusalem.

>>25527929
ignore him, we'll get him later

>>25527961
That would definitely get your head caved in.

>>25527961
Well he's a Teutonic hun and we're a frenchman so he's not exactly our kind. We shouldn't take any disrespect from him!
'Who are you to order me around, you boor?'

>>25527974
By "Kind" I mean the religious kind.

>>25527966
>Implying I'm not giving us a valid reason to fight

You shake it off and leave the Church to its aggressive protector. He sits at a pew and continues to whittle away at the night with growling prayers, and you return to your tent with the bag of swag.

You poor it out onto the tent floor and rummage through it. You find a small, nifty dagger that you fasten to your sword belt, a kite shield (bigger armour bonus, bigger agility penalty) , which is larger and thicker than your current shield and mostly petty jewelry and cutlery.

You give the trinkets to your squire to organise and be ready to sell at the next opportunity and then

>keep the larger kite shield and go to bed
>keep the smaller shield and go to bed

Rolled 25

>>25528003
>keep the smaller shield and go to bed

>>25528003
keep smaller shield

>>25528003
>keep the smaller shield and go to bed

The next few weeks are fairly uneventful as the army remains at Acre, bartering with Saladin over prisoners. You find yourself taskless and bored until Saladin’s army is spotted in the distance. The order comes down from King Richard himself that Saladin has not reached a compromise and all the prisoners are to be brought before the army and executed. The man you took prisoner during the assault on Acre is shackled outside the tent and hears the orders.
He pleas and begs for his life, for you to set him free.

You
>follow your orders and take the prisoner to be executed
>free the prisoner while you think no one is looking
>decide that Richard is godless and flee with the prisoner
>other

>>25528080
follow orders

>>25528080
Roll a stealth check for freeing him by the way.

>>25528080
Follow orders.

>>25528080
Ask him whether he's a muslim or christian, that's kinda deal-breaker here.

>>25528080
>follow your orders and take the prisoner to be executed.
there be no room for Heathen's in the Holy land.

>>25528120
actually >>25528120 has the right of it.

>>25528107
That is, if he's mohammedian then now would be a great time to start repenting his sins, but if he's a christian then it's ok, he's going to end up in heaven after being executed.

>>25528131
derp I meant >>25528107

>>25528120
>>25528096
>>25528105
You march the prisoner out to the front of the army where hundreds of other Arabs are gathered. It strikes you immediately, however, that half of them are women and children. Your stomach churns as you look into the crowd of innocents that are about to be massacred.

You steel yourself. “These are heathens” you think to yourself, “they have no place in the Kingdom of Heaven.”

But doubt still clouds your mind.

You
>execute regardless
>refuse to allow it to happen

I felt like I should include the important point of the women and children before you make the choice

>>25528140
Maybe if he's willing to take up the cross and fight against infidels he could be spared?

>>25528185
orders are orders

>>25528185
Orders are orders.
If I defy them, I'll just be another body on the pile.

>>25528185
Let's not rock the boat, folks. God has made Saladdin to harden his ears to our pleas, just like he did to the Pharaoh when Moses pleaded him to let his people go free. We're here because it's part of God's plan, let's be quick about this sorry business.

>>25528185
Can we simply Refuse to particapate if we can go with it?

>>25528212
I don't think so I mean this is crossing into Butcher terriotory I mean HOW is this God's will?

>>25528185
Orders is orders.

>>25528228
God works in mysterious ways, it's not up to us to question Him. Did not He ask Abraham to offer his only son Isaac as a sacrifice, only to stay His hand at the very last moment?

>>25528272
and did these orders not come from Richard the Lionheart? tell me what is so Noble about the Murder of Women and children?

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>>25528231
>>25528203
>>25528199
“Orders are orders.” A weak justification but it’s the truth nonetheless.

You bring your sword down on the Muslim’s neck and avoid looking at the butchery going on around you. But it’s hard to ignore the screams of dying children, followed by their mothers.

Once the deed is done you return to your tent without word, throw up, and go to bed. Sure, you’ve killed many men before, but not like this…

The army moves out from Acre a few days afterwards, marching on towards the city of Jaffa. But, at Arsuf, Saladin attacks the army. You quickly scramble for your gear, hop on your trusty steed, and join formation with the knights on the left.

You look around and see the Knights of St John on one side, and the English on the other.

The infantry engage ahead of you, and the footknights ready themselves to reinforce the centre.

You
>dismount and join the footknights
>remain horsed and wait for orders
>remain horsed and charge in there

You totally just killed one of my written NPCs

>>25528296
Next time give us a better excuse to keep him alive than "muh humanities" then.

>>25528296
Wait for orders on the horse.

>>25528296
wait for orders

>>25528305
Nah, I don't really mind, I've got plenty.

>>25528296
>remain horsed and charge in there
Best chance of actually doing something also is this an Ambush Op?

>>25528312
Don't know if it'll do any good if it's an ambush.

As you wait for orders from your King you look around and notice he isn’t present at the army.

“Where’s the King?” you ask one of the knights.
“He left for France weeks ago…” he muttered back.
“You mean I’m fighting for the English now?” you ask in disbelief. “Why did the King leave?”

“You’re fighting for God,” retorts a Hospitaller, listening in on the conversation. “Now be quiet, and follow my lead.”

You see that the army is wavering in the centre, and may break if something doesn’t happen soon. You don’t appear to be the only one, and the Hospitallers break rank and charge the enemy.

You
>Do as the hospitaller says and charge with him
>Hold back

>>25528383
Charge the heathen scum. Deus Vult!

>>25528383
>Hold back
this battle looks like a loss I say we cut lose and find passage back to France.

>>25528383
Charge!
For King Richard! For God!

>>25528383
charrge

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>>25528383
Lets put our STONKness to use.

“DEUS VULT!”

You charge along with the Hospitallers and the French Knights, seeing glory and god before them, join you. The charge is immense; numberless horses bear down upon the enemy and before long you crash into their ranks.

The enemy have many spears raised in anticipation however, and one is pointed straight at you.

You
>Continue your charge straight (roll a d10)
>Attempt to knock his spear aside as you charge him (roll for agl)
>Direct your horse into somewhere that isn’t as pointy
>Other

Rolled 45

>>25528492
Too late to move now, knock those fuckers back.

>>25528492
>Jump the motherfucker

Rolled 38

>>25528492
knock spear aside

Rolled 10

>>25528492
Attempt to knock his spear aside.

>>25528559
>>25528528
>>25528509
Your quick wits and quicker hands deftly knock the spear aside and the man is crushed under your horses hooves. You continue to plow on through the enemy, swinging your sword left and right while cutting down every brown man you can see.

It’s not long before you lose your momentum however, and have to fight in the melee. The enemy are obviously disheartened and its as if a loud noise would send them in flight.

You
>scream a warcry and leap from your horse into the men (roll charisma)
>Continue with the Hack’n’slash (roll strength)
>other

Rolled 95

>>25528587
We're no leader.
We're a War Hero, hacking and slashing is our job.
Lets leave the talkies to everyone else.

>>25528587
it has to be a warcry, they're already scared shitless.

Rolled 50

Cry Havoc and let loose the dogs of war.

Rolled 21

>>25528632
Forgot my dice.

Rolled 81

>>25528587
hack and slash

Rolled 20

>>25528587
hack and slash

>>25528605
>>25528642
[Fail]

You continue to swing your blade at the saracens, but completely miss and your momentum throws you from your horses’ back and straight into the earth, where one quickwitted saracen swings a sword at your skull.

>Roll one d10 to armour save

Rolled 7

>>25528662

Rolled 1

>>25528662
C'mon Terminator armor.

Rolled 7

Goddamit guys we had a chance at glory

Rolled 2

>>25528662
let's not get this again
>>25528684

Rolled 1

>>25528700
didn't get a 1 at least.

>>25528700
>>25528710
Isn't lower = better in this quest?

Rolled 9

>>25528710
>>25528700
Isn't it lower the better?

>>25528710
Forgot to turn of dice
And also,
god
fucking
damit

Rolled 41

>>25528710
>>25528700
>>25528698
>>25528684
oopsiedaisy

>>25528667
[success]

The sword glances off of your well crafted helm and the saracen raises his blade to come down on you again, but before he can do so a shiny fist flies through dust and crushes the Saracen’s jaw into dust.

You begin to praise God when the same fist opens up and drags you to your feet.

“You better hope no one saw you fall off your horse, you looked like a right ponce,” said the fist. Or something near the fist anyway. Your head was still spinning.

The bloodied knight gives you a grin. “Back at ‘em then lad!” and runs back in screaming at the Arabs.

You shake your head, tighten your grip and

>try to fight with your hands again
>do the damned scream.


>>25528720
Yeah, you want to get below your armour score, which is currently 7.

>>25528737
Scream!
Studies show that exerting grunts/curses/screams helps coping with pain as well as making you a little bit stronger.

Rolled 92

>>25528737
>Try to fight
Silent, dark, knight.

Rolled 5

>>25528737
SCREAAAM

>>25528770
You twat.

Once again you start to swing your blade, but your balance is still off and you drop to one knee. You look up just in time to see a rock sail towards you and clunk you on the head.

When you wake it's dark. You roll around on the spot a for a while to cope with the bursting headache, but finally manage to haul yourself to your feet.

You're still on the battlefield, surrounded by corpses. The French army has been decimated, but there seems just as many dead arabs with them.

You stumble towards the town of Arsuf, trying to avoid looking at the corpses around you when you see the Hospitaller who saved you lying in a pool of blood.

Not wanting to leave him there, you roll him over to find him alive, but severely wounded. He begins to groan and cry out but is totally incoherent.

You
>attempt to make sense of him (roll charisma)
>Leave him where he is
>Drag him to Arsuf

>>25528885
Drag him to Arsuf, let no good deed go unpunished.

>>25528885
He saved our life, we save his.
Drag/carry him to arsuf.
See if we can't get a horse on the way.

>>25528885
I guess we should try to make out what he's saying.

>>25528908
>>25528901
You spot a horse wandering around the corpses and manage to grab it and drag it to the knight. Not wasting a moment, you haul him up onto the the beasts back and lead it by the reins to the small town. You can hear loud noises and voices coming from the village but can’t make out who or what is making them.

You
>Try and make out who is occupying the village (roll perception)
>Go on in regardless
>Stop where you are and do something else (up to you)

Rolled 3

>>25528984
PERCEPTION.

Rolled 4

>>25528984
percention

>>25528984
Perception, but don't do anything sneaky, we have our honour.

>>25529006
>>25529012
[crit success (<5)]
You strain your eyes in the dark and notice the village has been occupied by English knights. Not wanting to waste any more time you hurry over to the nearest people you can and ask for a doctor of some kind, pointing to the bleeding knight on the horse.

The knights point to the nearest inn, which is doubling as a field hospital. One of them supports you and the other leads the horse, and at the last moment you realise that neither of these are true knights but brigands in looted armour.

You discreetly draw the dagger you looted from the Acre and

>just go with them into the inn and hope for the best
>Try and silently take out the brigands (roll for stealth)
>try to bluff your way out of the situation somehow (think of something to say and roll charisma)

Rolled 42

>>25529099
>and at the last moment you realise that neither of these are true knights but brigands in looted armour.
And uh, how did we deduce that?
Perhaps they're just a little dirty.

Rolled 43

>>25529099
Take the brigands out (stealth)
It's for the best.

Rolled 48

>>25529099
>Try and silently take out the brigands (roll for stealth)

Rolled 62

>>25529099
take em out

>>25529114
Yeah, I forgot to clarify that one.

The guys were brown skinned and most certainly not English. You didn't find many English-Arabic knights in those days.

Rolled 3

>>25529186
Then we should HERESY and smash them with our gauntleted fists.

>>25529119
>>25529135
You slow down slightly so the brigand leading the horse is drawn in front of you and you swiftly shove the dagger under the nearest one's chin. He lets out a gargle and the other turns around, but before he can draw his sword or cry for help you’re on him like white on rice, and cut him from ear to ear.

You drag the bodies off the street and decide what to do next.

You
>Abandon the Hospitaller and ride off into the sunrise
>Search the town for something of use (roll 2d100 - perception and stealth)
>Charge the inn all swords blazing and try to take whoever in there alone (roll 2d100 str and agl)
>Other (specify)

Rolled 69, 95 = 164

>>25529273
>Charge the inn all swords blazing and try to take whoever in there alone (roll 2d100 str and agl)

Rolled 53, 49 = 102

>>25529273
Swords blazing, we pissed now

Rolled 41, 91 = 132

>>25529273
charge

>>25529314
You grap the swords the two dead men held and kick in the door to the nearby inn, letting out a scream that would frighten the devil himself. The brigands are in such a state of shock they don’t even move, and you tear the two nearest bandits in half with your swords in one quick motion, before taking in the scene before you.

There are two men sat at a table on the far side of the room.

One man stood to your right.

One man stirring from a bed on the left.

You
>attack (pick which one)
>Flee

>>25529399
>grap
I mean grab.

Rolled 5, 43 = 48

>>25529399
Stab man on right, throw sword at guy on left.

>>25529399
>letting out a scream that would frighten the devil himself.
Si le nt

In a haze of fury you leap at the man on the right, who couldn’t quite draw his sword in time, and stab him in the throat.

The guy climbing out of bed looks up at you just as you ready one of the swords to throw at his face. He squeals like a pig as the blade crosses the room and embeds itself in his face. Before he even hits the ground you’re ready with the second sword and face the final two brigands.

You
>demand they surrender (roll charisma)
>charge (roll str)
>ready for a counter attack (roll agl)

>>25529435
I figured "all swords blazing" was loud

Rolled 3

>>25529477
>charge (roll str)
Silently.

Rolled 44

>>25529477
Have them surrender, we need someone to look after hospibro.

>>25529502
Without breathing a word you step up onto the table and cut both of their heads off with on swipe of your sword.

With the brigands dealt with you check on the knight and he's still garbling and groaning. You decide to
>move on from Arsuf with the Hospitaller
>search the village for something to help hospibro (per)
>try and make out what he's saying (chr)
>other

Rolled 66

>>25529541
>search the village for something to help hospibro (per)
NO MAN IS LEFT BEHIND.

Rolled 51

>>25529541
perception, his babbling won't help us now.

>>25529566
>>25529570
You have a quick glance around the inn but find nothing you could help him with. You’re a killer not a doctor, you wouldn’t have the first inkling what to do with the guy.

As you munch about, however, you hear muffled noises coming from the inn’s cellar. You kick open the door, sword in hand ready to fight, and find a group of people all gagged and tied to a pole in the centre of the room. One has the obvious markings of a Teutonic Knight, one an English Knight, one is a peasant crusader and the last is a saracen.

You
>untie them all and ask for their help
>ask their help and then untie them
>ask their help and leave them as they are
>other

>>25529642
Ask for help then untie.

Rolled 17

>>25529642
>Untie all of them aside from the Saracen

>>25529642
'Brothers in Christ! I've come to deliver you from your predicament, glory be! Except you, mosulman, you don't count.'
Free them except the saracen.

>>25529654
You remove the gags from each of them and untie all except the Saracen.
The christian each thanks you in turn and realises you have something pressing on your mind. You recognise the Teuton as the man from the church, but this is no time for squabbling.

"I have a wounded knight upstairs, do any of you know how to treat it? He looks like he's been run through with a spear."

The saracen immediately pipes up "I know!" he says quickly. You look him up and down and it's obvious he isn't a soldier, but aren't decided. You look at the crusaders, each of which look around uncertainly. Evidently they are as clueless as you.

You
>free the saracen
>leave the saracen and see if all the crusaders can save the knight
>leave the knight
>other

>>25529728
He is obviously a man of impressive talents if he can speak through a gag. Maybe he can help our friend?

>>25529741
>you remove the gags from each of them

You ungagged the saracen for some reason.

Rolled 28

>>25529728
>The saracen
>Knowing French or English
wat
Also, keep him binded.

>>25529728
Shit, we better use the heathen.
Have the crusaders bring hospibro in, then watch the saracen, closely.
Have someone on watch, too.

>>25529745
It was just a gag about punctuation.
>You remove the gags from each of them, and untie all except the Saracen.
>You remove the gags from each of them and untie all, except the Saracen.

>>25529747
*bound

>>25529748
>>25529747
You nod at the Saracen.

“Okay then,” you look at the crusaders. “Go upstairs and bring the Hospitaller down here.”

As the crusaders rush off you drag a table infront of the saracen and untie his arms only, leaving his torso attached to the pole.
The crusaders bring the hospitaller down and place him infront of the saracen, who immediately begins removing the layers of armour around the wound.
You narrow your eyes on the arab.

“Not many of your kind know French, I should think…” you say open endedly.
“And there’s not many French that know sense. Today is a day of rarities no? Now bring me some clean linen and boil some wine.”

You flare at the insult but decide not to react. You point the Angle Knight to fetch the equipment and set the Teuton and peasant to stand watch outside.

An hour passes before the saracen stops working on the Hospitaller.
“There,” he says. “He should live, though he won’t be up for a few days.”

You decide to
>take the Hospitaller by cart to a nearby city for recuperation
>fortify Arsuf
>find out where the Crusader army is and try to catch up with it
>other

>>25529887
Find out where crusaders and saracens are, we need information.

Rolled 65

>>25529887
>Ask what the other crusaders were doing there, and how they got there
Lets make our party.

>>25529908
>>25529911
This

>>25529887
If there's only four of us fortifying Arsuf is kinda pointless. Let's try our luck and get to the nearby city.

>>25529908
>>25529911
You turn to the other crusaders.
“Okay, first things first, I think we should get some names on the table.”

“I am Fulko de Lorche,” says the Teuton.
“Sir Thomas Marshal” says the Angle.
“And I’m Will” says the peasant, with a sheepish grin.

“Right, I’m Jacques Fontain. Now, what happened out there?”

“We won, after a fashion,” said Marshal. “The Hospitallers charge eventually broke their flank, and the Saracens fled towards Jerusalem, they says Richard himself killed a hundred arabs.”
“Horseshit,” growled Fulko.
“They’ve continued the march on Jaffa,” Marshal carried on, “but left us and a few dozen men at arms behind to hold Arsuf from any regrouping Saracens.”
“and the men at arms?” you ask.
“Deserted the moment the crusaders left. Arab bandits came in the night and caught us off guard.”

“Okay,” you nod. “And what of…?” you point your thumb over at the Saracen.

“I,” interrupts the arab, offended “am Imad al-Isfahani, a scholar and a historian. It just so happens I was staying here at the inn when the battle started.”

Now you have the gist of it (Crusaders are headed towards Jaffa, Arabs to Jerusalem), you
>fortify Arsuf until Hospitaller is better
>leave for Jaffa
>leave for Jerusalem
>other

Rolled 31

>>25530102
Ask what everyone else shall be doing?

>>25530145
You mean ask the party where they want to go?

Rolled 6

>>25530152
Yeah.

>>25530102
How big is Arsuf?
Not much point in fortifying it with 4 men.

>>25530179
It's a large town/small city with a fortress. You could either move up to the fortress or fortify just the inn.

>>25530205
We should have a look at the fortress, see what's up with it, then wait till hospibro's good to travel and head on to catch up with the crusaders.

You sag yourself into a chair.
“What now, then?” you ask.

“We go to Jaffa,” says Marshal.
“You ain’t no deserter, are you?” asks Fulko, rising from his seat.
“No, no” you protest, “but can we move the Hospitaller?” you ask.
“If you put him in a cart and don’t travel in the mid day he should be okay…” Imad volunteers. “I’ll accompany you and tend to him while you travel.”

You think for a few moments. “All right, I’ll sleep on it, we’ll decide at dawn. For now, we’ll take watch from the roof in shifts.”

You sleep a few hours before Will comes and kicks you awake. In broken French he says “You look now…”

You make your way to the roof and watch for any incoming enemies.

>Roll a perception check.

Rolled 8

>>25530277

>>25530303
You see absolutely nothing, and the night passes without incident.

Morning arrives and it’s time to make a decision. You
>make your way up to the fortress and stay there
>check out the fortress before leaving
>leave immediately for a city of your choice

Rolled 72

>>25530322
Check the fortress.
If hostiles are possessing it, it'd be pretty bad for us.

>>25530322
Check out fortress.

>>25530341
>>25530342
Who are you going to take up there with you. Will (a peasant archer), Marshal, Fulko? They've all got looted swords, and you need the arab to watch hospibro and one to watch the arab.

Rolled 3

>>25530383
Lets take the Teuton.

>>25530383
Take Will and Fulko.
Fulko sounds as if he would start shit with the arab if we left him.
Will for being an archer.
I think we can trust marshal, he seems like a top lad.

>>25530428
>>25530414
You make your way up to the fortress with Fulko and Will and begin snooping around. The main gates are open and nobody appears to be alive. As you enter the armoury a crazed arab charges out of the door and takes a swipe at you, but before the blade comes close an arrow is sticking out of her ribs. You glance up to Will, whose sitting on a wall with a cheeky grin and shout your thanks, which alerts your presence to the others hiding in the fortress.

Four more bandits burst out out the main keep and charge you. Will puts an arrow in one, and Fulko crushes another with a bastard sword he just found in the armory, leaving you to fight with the other two.

You are armed with a looted broadsword and have a dagger on your belt.

You
>wait to be charged (roll agl)
>charge (str)
>other

>>25530507
charge, it's worked so far.

Rolled 92

>>25530551

Rolled 98

>>25530507
GO GO GO

Rolled 78

>>25530559
>>25530583
Oh my

Rolled 89

>>25530507
Lets, wait to be charged.

Rolled 45

>>25530559
>>25530583
>>25530597
>>25530610
or lets fail horrendously all day long

>>25530551
You charge straight in there and swipe at the arabs, only to have your blow easily deflected. The bandits counter strike knocks you straight off your feet, but before he can deliver the killing strike, he gets an arrow put in him by Will. You look over to the second bandit, who starts to run but is chased down and crushed by Fulko.

Deciding to just get the fuck out of Arsuf, you abandon the fortress.

Grabbing a cart from nearby, you place hospibro on it and leave the town, going straight for Jaffa.

You travel for a day and a half before arriving at Jaffa in the early evening. As you approach you notice piles of muslim corpses against the walls and Richard's Flag flying above the gatehouse, where you are stopped by two English men at arms.

You
>talk your way in (roll chr)
>let a companion talk your way in
>other

>>25530620
Ah don't worry, you only missed out on some awesome loot.

>>25530643
Let Marshall do the talking, he's English.

>>25530674
Marshal strolls up to the guards and doesn’t even have to open his mouth. The men at arms immediately bow their heads and let the party through.

“Is this guy important or something?” you mutter to Will as you pass through the gates.
Surprised at your fluent English, Will replies “I dunno, he’s the Prince of Wales or Marc Antony or something. Everyone seems to know him from somewhere different.”

You shrug and accept it, carrying on into Jaffa. King Richard has set Jaffa up as a new command base in the Holy Land, and the place is kitted out as if it’s going to be occupied for quite some time.

After dropping off the Hospitaller at the field hospital and leaving your name with the people there, you
>hit the pubs with your party
>find out the plan of action
>go find your squire and old equipment and sort it out from there

>>25530768
Find squire + stuff, then hits pubs.

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Rolled 26

>>25530768
>go find your squire and old equipment and sort it out from there
I want a new blade forged.
One that will be able to kill even a dragon.

>>25530820
>>25530833
You tell your party that you’re going to find your old gear, and you’ll meet them back in the tavern once you’ve found your squire. You get a funny few looks for walking around with an Arab but Marshal shoots them down with a glare and most carry on. Imad goes back to the hospital to help with the wounded and says he’ll return once Hospibro awakens.

After an hour of searching you find the region where the French Knights are all encamped, where you a met with a lukewarm reception. A few of the knights you took the walls of Acre with are glad to see you, but most didn’t even notice you’d disappeared.
You find your old squire sat on a cart with your old gear.

“Sir Jacques,” he exclaims. “It’s good to see you alive!”
“It’s good to be alive,” you reply, but you ignore him for the most part. You grab your swag bag, and anything else you own that can be sold and head over to the markets.

Your amour is practically intact, though your helmet is cracked and virtually useless. Your shield and sword were lost at Arsuf, along with your horse . You currently have 100 florins and with a bit of browsing you find:

>A decent helm for 20f
>A good sword for 60f
>a decent sword for 30f
>a good shield for 40f
>a limp shield for 30f
>a horse for 70f

Buy what you can afford guys.

>>25530937
What happened to the horse we took from the battlefield?

And didn't we still have a bastard sword in our equipment or is that gone?

Rolled 65

>>25530937
Can we have Claymore?

>>25530986
It's not really a battle-ready horse, more like a pack horse. You can still use it to get around but don't expect it to do any good otherwise.

And you're right about the bastard sword, I forgot. You can keep that if you don't want a shield.

So you're happy with keeping the 2 handed sword and your current armour and leaving it at that?

>>25531080
Nope, I want to get another helmet. Another horse anyone?

>>25531107
Sure, it works.

>>25531080
Have our Squire take the broken helmet as a memento.

>>25531107
Seconded on helmet, and seeing as we can afford it we'll need the horse too.

>>25531127
>>25531119
Alright, Helmet and Horse then, and we're keeping the sword we have now

>>25531080
Enjoying the thread, btw.
Good job.

You purchase a horse and a new helm without bothering to haggle for price. After donning the new helmet you toss the old helm towards your squire.
“Here you go, kid,” you say, and head off down to the pubs.

Your inventory is now
>plate mail
>great helm
>bastard (2H) sword
>dagger
>warhorse

You tie the horse up outside the tavern and go inside to meet the others. Fulko is already there, glugging his beer and acting sullen and solemn as if he were a living stereotype. Marshal was attempting to engage him in conversation but failing miserably, and Will was attempting to grope the bartenders, regardless of gender.

Not long after sitting down with your preferred beverage al-Isfahan rushes through the door. Before he can get a word out, he’s stopped by a drunk French man-at-arms and you know immediately skulls are going to get broken.

“The fuck you doin’ in here, saracen?” the man-at-arms slurs.

You
>ignore it and let Imad sort it out
>stand up and try to convince the man he’s all good (write something and roll Char)
>punch his face in and get ready for a bar fight

>>25531146
Cheers. If anyone else has any feedback then feel free to say what it is.

You guys aren't even halfway where I'd written up to for today, it's quite fun actually.

Rolled 27

>>25531227
Who is lmad?

"he's with us, let him in"
we're not very eloquent.

>>25531284
Imad al-Isfahani is the guy who saved Hospibro

Rolled 17

>>25531227
>“The fuck you doin’ in here, saracen?” the man-at-arms slurs.
The man saved one of the Crusaders, I owe him a debt of honor.
And I consider his life worth much more than yours, drunkard.

>>25531297
oh yeah.
He can probably handle it on his own then.

if not then go with this.
>>25531305

You stand up.
“He’s with us, let him in.”
The drunk takes one look at the three of you and decides picking a fight with three knights would end his day on the business end of a funeral, so grumbles dissent and sits back down. Imad approaches your table.

“The Hospitaller is awake now, he has asked for you all,” he says.

You all leave the pub but as you cross the threshold you hear another patron mutter “yeah, get out of my pub you filthy brown cunt.”

The rage rises in you and you see even Imad’s normally cool temperament twist with anger. Fulko is caressing his new hammer beside you.

You
>leave regardless
>punch him in the throat

Rolled 98

>>25531305
Seems like a plan

>>25531363
Leave, we gain nothing from a fight.

>>25531363
spit on his floor, then leave to go see hospibro

Rolled 91

>>25531363
Imad, do not worry.
I think this place may need inspection from some friends of mine down at the church later on.

>>25531384
oh also, this>>25531387
and let him know that he should "Judge not, lest ye be judged"

Rolled 26

>>25531387
Oh and by "Friends" I mean the INQUISITION.

>>25531442
Spanish inquisition wasn't around till 1498.

>>25531467
That's why he won't be expecting them

You spit on the floor in the doorway and take your leave, while the patrons scream obscenities out the window. Even more soldiers look your way with contempt but you ignore each one on your way to the hospital. You leave your horse at the door and approach the Hospitallers bed, where he now sits up with a grin on his face.

“Aha,” he says, “so these are my rescuers. Which one of you is Fontain?”

You step forward and the knight bursts into laughter.

“I suppose that makes us even then!” He says, and gesturing to the horse outside “try to stay on this one eh!” He laughs again.

“I am Sir Baldwin de Carreo,” he says, “Knight of the Order of St John.”
Your party introduce themselves in turn, and Baldwin flinches at Marshal’s name but says nothing.

“Well,” he says, “I owe you all a great debt, and will repay you all in turn once I have shift out of this bed. For now, I suppose we must all wait for the King’s orders eh?”
A nurse hurries in and tries to shoo you away, with talk of rest and recuperation, so you bid Sir Baldwin a good night and leave the hospital.

Once outside, your party members each express a will to sleep and leave for the night. You agree to meet at noon tomorrow.

For now, you have free reign of Jaffa.

>What do you wanna do guys?

>>25531483
lol'd

>>25531495
Find out why everyone is shit scared of Marhsal.
I believe Jaffa is on the coast?
Maybe go and explore the docks if we have nothing else to do, always something interesting going on near those.

>>25531531
You make a mental note to investigate more about this Marshal fellow and head down to the docks. You have a few florins left over, so you figure there might be something of interest to buy or maybe some sailors have some stories of home. You’ve been itching to know what’s up with King Philip as well.

You
>head to the merchants and fishmongers
>head to the sailor’s house and shipyards

if you want to find out about marshal you need to figure out who to ask

>>25531610
Sailors, they're bro's

>>25531633
You make your way to the sailor's quarter, essentially a row on inns and whorehouses and listen out for any French you can hear.

You eventually come across a merchant ship, La Creme, and decide to talk to the captain who's sitting on the docks with toes touching the water.

You ask him
>for tales of France
>Word on King Philip
>other

>>25531682
Ask about Phil, and why he left.

>>25531708
agreed

>>25531708
Thirded

>>25531708
“Excuse me, Captain. I was wondering if you had any word on the King of France?” you ask.

“Living under a rock here, Sir Knight?” he answers puzzled. “There was an argument between all the King’s after Acre, and the King sailed for home. ‘Ill health’ he called it.”
He leans in closer and begins to whisper. “Though, my brother’s in the King’s navy, (long family history of seafaring you see?) and he tells me that he overheard a conversation between the King and his underlings that he’s sick of Richard holding French lands, you see? Well, they’re not French, they’re English, that what I says but makes no ends, I ain’t no King, so how would I know? Anyways, he says that there’s some plot with Barons and stuff to get those lands back, but that’s a thousand miles away now anyway.” He pauses for a moment.
“Then again, me brother said he fucked a mermaid. So he’s full of shit.”

The captain then bursts into laughter and heads back into his cabin.

“A mermaid!?” you hear him laughing, “what a prick…”

Laughing as well, you decide to
>talk to more sailors
>go to your tent

Rolled 82

>>25531840
So tell me about this Mermaid in detail then.
Mermaid whyfoo incoming.

>>25531840
See if we can find any sailors who have been here for awhile and ask about Marshal, he seems to be well known.

>>25531880
You wander around a little more and overhear a heated conversation in English coming from the next boat. You approach and stand aside to wait for the argument to subside, but one of the sailors looks over at you.

“Got something you wanna say, Frog?”

You respond with
>I was wondering if I could speak with the captain of this vessel
>Nothing (carry on your way)
>Other

>>25531949
We're here for the captain.

“I was wondering if I could speak with the captain of this vessel,” you respond calmly.
The sailor eyes you for a moment and calls out to the captain, who emerges from the ship a few moments later.

“Yes?” he says gruffly.

“I’m looking for information on a Sir Thomas Marshal.” you say.

“Marshal?” he ponders. “All I can say for certain is he’s a prominent English knight. Earl of Pembroke or something, not too sure. Of course, there are the rumours.”

“What rumours?” you ask.

“ ‘What rumours?’ he says” the captain laughs. “You know, he’s a Templar gone rogue gone good, that he’s secretly King Richard and the King’s just a double, that he once ate the heart of a man while it was still beating. Fuck know where they come from, but they’re most likely horse shit.”

You thank the man and carry on your way, deciding that it’d be best to ask someone who actually knows the man if you want real information.

>cont

>>25532096
You awake the next morning to the sound of the cock’s crowing. With nothing really to do you drop your armour off with your squire, who’s wearing your helmet at breakfast.

“I want this polished and all the dents knocked out by the evening all right?” you say.
“Yes, Sir” replies the squire through a mouthful of bread.

After wandering around a few hours you head to the marketplace where you meet your party. After the polite “good mornings” and little small talk you decide to

>find out what the plan is from some of the higher ups
>look for work/something to do
>visit the tavern from last night to beat some manners into them
>other

and it would appear everyone has left.

Bump I guess, I don't want this to go to waste.

>>25532266
Archive it on suptg, thread has gone into autosage now and so no new posters.

>>25532290
Ah cool, thanks for the headsup.

>>25532310
no worries, if you continue make sure you link the archive in the OP so people can catch up.

I really enjoyed this, thanks for the thread.

>>25532310
whoops, got distracted and wandered off. Still, pretty good quest OP.

>>25532954
Same, all your crusade talk made me launch up Mount and Blade: Warband and have some fun.

>>25532310
After you have finished your third thread I'll join the quest.