The other members of the archbishop's entourage made their presence known. Sir Paulus Heinrici was a Prussian-born soldier in his service, and spent many a day beating most of your own knights around the practice yard. Some called him 'Petros' or Sir Stone. He never flinched or showed any change in expression, though he had a dry wit about him. Some thought him unfeeling but Ibrahim explained to you that it was an accident of birth that had left his face half-frozen.

Father Desmond was much in the Archbishop's company, oft lamenting the fact that many of the common people of the Levant did not follow the teachings f the Bishop of Rome, aligning instead with either Constantinople or Alexandria. The Archbishop promised to send your priest some assistance. One was a common ground lecture to the people of Ramla, another was a gift of some money to go towards building a proper church on its grounds. Desmond took his responsibilities seriously, and was much in the township looking to bring people back to the light of god.

It was a couple of weeks into their stay when a ragged band showed up on your doorstep. They were a thirsty lot with a pinched hunger in their eyes, the sun and sand making rags of once fine garments. A family of Jews led by a man named Yusuf, come appealing for your protection. They had been expelled from Nablus. They were merchants by trade, and had all their goods confiscated upon their ejection from the Nablus community. In exchange for your protection they would tithe you a monthly percentage of their income.

> accept the Jews
> reject them

>>40936637
> accept the Jews

Accept them but keep a close eyes on them. Wait.. isnt Yusuf the arabic version of Joseph ?

>>40936745
It's one of many variants of the Hebrew Yossef. Like most ethnic groups it isn't uncommon for Jews to adopt the style of name from the dominant culture.

>>40936637
> accept the Jews

>>40936795
Ah. Fair enough. Well you know what they say. You cant build a succesful city without a handful of "good" jews.

Just cant remember who said it though

You should probably link the thread to twitter.

>>40936637
>accept the jews

>>40936637
>> accept the Jews

JEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWS

>>40936745
This we may hold no animosity for the Christ killers but they warrant an eye

>>40936837
I did.

>>40936637
>> accept the Jews
Looks like no sleep tonight.

You agree to host the Jews, but made sure they were established under the supervision of the Xenophanes the Reeve and Sir Etienne. Yusuf was grateful, and gifted to you thirty pfennings worth of goods in immediate tribute, hidden among the rags they wore to prevent attracting the eye of would-be-bandits and other miscreants of the high roads. He also gave to your household service his daughter Rachel, a woman of about sixteen, and his niece Salima, daughter of his brother Shlomo and of a like age with Rachel.

> +20 monthly income

Not all were happy with your acceptance of Jews into your community, even with provisions. Xenophanes handed you a formal letter from the community protesting the admittance of Jews into Ramla, but the issue was not pushed. Etienne expressed displeasure. 'They are as like to join cause with Mohmed as Christ, and do not take up arms in Christian defense' he said over a wine cup one night.

Again though, your decision was accepted, and before long the Jews were becoming enmeshed into the Ramlan community.

With the archbishop you spoke in private on matters of Ascalon. He seemed pleased with the idea. The archbishop had a warrior bent, and well liked the idea of fighting the Moslem, though his interest was closer to home. Particularly the Sicilian aea where many Muslims were harboured under the banner of the unruly King Roger, who made common war against the Italian peninsular. He said it was expected that the Pope would call on Lothair soon to intervene, which troubled you some as both German and Sicilian troops may be necessary for your own war.

"If only Christendom could stop bickering among each other we might sweep the field of the Saracen," Orlando said over a lobster dinner, knights and nobles conferring upon the subject.

"Do not think the Saracen isn't saying the same thing right now," Sir Stone remarked, "Whoever is the first to unite will be the ultimate victor in this conflict."

"If Muslims were the only concern to Europe mayhap, but we've still pagans in the north," your father said.

"Hmm, Prussia has a surplus of heathens that need conversion or the sword," Sir Stone agreed, offering your father a slice of pork.

"Asking Germans to unite is like asking the tide to retreat. It will happen by the grace of god or the force of nature, no man can achieve it," the archbishop spoke through a mouthful of crab, most inelegant, but his words could only bring agreement from the Germans present. The idea of a single kingdom or empire called Germany was the dream of mad men.

"Better to put Germans against Saracens than be dragged into another Italian affair," Sir Etienne said.

"Roger is half a Muslim," Albero said, "The conflict is one and the same."

That made you pause above your plate, as you began to break the shell of your own lobster.

> advocate for King Roger
> agree with the archbishop

>>40936637
>you that it was an accident of birth that had left his face half-frozen.

Sir Autism more like!

>>40937433
>> advocate for King Roger

While we would normally agree right now Roger is providing us with atleast 10 Galleys while our own countrymen has done nothing.

However express it more elegantly.

>>40937433
> advocate for King Roger

>>40937433
>The idea of a single kingdom or empire called Germany was the dream of mad men.

> advocate for King Roger while being fair in your judgment
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9fSEdZIM08

>>40937433
>> advocate for King Roger

>>40937393
>He also gave to your household service his daughter Rachel, a woman of about sixteen, and his niece Salima, daughter of his brother Shlomo and of a like age with Rachel.

Good more slaves for our sister... i mean handmaidens!

>>40937433
mention that while he may be half a moslem he is also quick to take the fight to them, but his fued with the papal authority is of detriment to him.

>>40937650
how long to kosher threesome with hugo?

"I would not go so far your holiness," you said, pouring the man a drink. He took it happily. "Roger is a man looking to make his mark upon the world. A Norman tradition. And he has never been soft on the enemies of Christendom. He simply knows the value of an individual. I myself have a Muslim physician in service. An intelligent if ungodly man. They might be wrong on matters spiritual, but they are well learned on matters temporal. It would be unwise to ignore their advantages in such an area."

"You claim to know Roger's mind?" Albero asked, swirling the red in his cup. If he was offended by Ibrahim's employment he voiced none of it.

You shrugged. "We have made an acquaintance, and agreed on somethings, disagreed on others. Either way you should be aware that Roger has committed aid to our capture of Ascalon. Do not be too quick to think him a friend of the Saracen. It is lamentable that he has been drawn into a feud with men that hide behind papal authority, but do not confuse his quarrel with Italians as a quarrel with God's Church."

The archbishop considered your words before emptying his cup. He held it forth so that you might pour another. Which you did. It was only polite. He sipped at that one. "Perhaps it is not right we should be outshone by Roger Half-Muslim in this," he said, rubbing his belly, "I will speak with Lothair on my return and petition him to send troops, either way I think I can spare some soldiers of my own. It is not dignified to send such men against fellow Christians when the Muslim is in the field." His eyes turned to Sir Paulus the Stone in particular, who inclined his head.

Then he looked back to you. "What say you to five hundred men-at-arms or so? Honest sons of the Rhineland."

> seven hundred would sound better
> only if they are under my command

>>40937744
>> only if they are under my command your grace.

>>40937744
quantity or quality of command?

suggestions?

>>40937744
>> only if they are under my command

Yisssss!
>>40937770
>quality of command?

This.

>>40937770
It would be easier to enforce our claim/stake in Ascalon so our more powerful allies simply cant just trample us.

>>40937744
> only if they are under my command
As he was saying before. It is better to be united than divided.

>>40937810
>> only if they are under my command

fair point

>>40937744
> only if they are under my command

>>40937744
500 men from Trier and who knows how many the Emperor will send. Also the Bishop is a friend of the Pope so he might also ask for assistance there.

>>40937856
if this goes well who knows how the second crusade will go!

>>40937871
Still 8-10 till that. A lot can happen. All this outside support might make some of the nobles of the holy land nervous but on the same time it wont weaken them so they can focus on the Turks.

"I would be happy to accept them," you said, "Under my banner."

The archbishop nodded. Disunity was the flaw of Christian armies. You did not want this coalition being composed of too many factions, and the more men directly under your command the better your chance of advancing your claim. Ascalon was near captured by the men that had liberated Jerusalem decades ago. It was a failure of leadership that had seen it remain under Saracen control.

The dinner ended and you all retired for the night. You escorted the archbishop to his door and left him in the custody of your father before returning to your own chambers. There you fell into your fire-side chair and watched the flames flicker. Chihirizahd rubbed your neck, easing the knots that were forming there. Command was not an easy thing. You were happy to have such a companion who knew how to relax you.

You drew her around and into your lap, enjoyed her by the fireside, delighting in the laughs you drew from her.

> switch to Hugo
> switch to Mathilde

>>40937909
still it's not one concentrated force so they really can't smash & grab to the point where we would actually lose our grip on the city/cities

>>40937964
> switch to Mathilde

Kono bitch da!

>>40937964
>> switch to Hugo
But wouldn't it be funny the bishop sends wilhelm sr?

>>40937964
>> switch to Mathilde

>>40937964
>> switch to Hugo
Best character

>>40937964
>switch to Mathilde

Ha-Ha Time to Court and Intrigue

>>40937964
> switch to Hugo
my nigga

>>40937964
>. Ascalon was near captured by the men that had liberated Jerusalem decades ago. It was a failure of leadership that had seen it remain under Saracen control.

Poor Raymond.

>>40937990
changing to

> switch to Hugo

I want more of the Irish rose

>>40937964
> switch to Hugo
time to get his War and Lead up

>>40938196
Hugo's WAR is pretty much capped intill he turns 16

>>40937964
> switch to Hugo

>>40937964
>> switch to Mathilde

http://pastebin.com/2STedMGR

You are Hugo of Ramla, squire to Lord Wilhelm.

And it was your birthday. Your second one in the Holy Land. You checked your face in a well polished bronze plate. A wispy blond mustache covered your upper lip and soft strands of blond down covered your chin. It wasn't a beard like your brother had begun to wear, but it was a start.

Maggie had giggled about it though the other night, plucking at it.

"It's not real," she'd said, "A bit of peach fuzz."

That had injured your pride a little, not enough to stop you from pulling Maggie into the straw though. You'd been stealing a lot of time with her in the stable loft. It had left you with little sleep. You weren't complaining. She was well satisfying a girl, and you well satisfied her.

Still. The way she giggled at your attempt at a beard had stung. A man has his pride.

> shave it off
> keep it

>>40938299
>> shave it off

>>40938299
> keep it

What does girls know of beards? It will just take a bit of time and before long we will be more than a match for our brother!

>>40938299
>> shave it off

>>40938299
>> keep it

>>40938217
lead & cha then?

>>40938299
>keep it

Fulk Senpai has one! we should be like Senpai!

>>40938299
> other

"S-should I try to grow it out, Mags?"

>>40938299
> keep it

>>40938299
Shave it

>>40938347
Both Wilhelm and Solomon has one. Both are his idols.

>lead & cha then?

Well Hugo has been practicing Poetry we could ask brother to teach us to play the harp or some other musical instrument.

>>40938299
>> keep it
Endure the pain, she'll be drizzling wet once we've got enough hair for her to hold during love sessions

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>>40938299
ask father

>>40938299
> shave it off

FUCK BEARDS WE"RE NOT DOING THIS SHIT AGAIN

>>40938398
>colour

is that you drawfag? I thought you were kill

>>40938401
A beard is a mans pride anons

>>40938421
nah i just stalked HFs twitter for it

>>40938299
> keep it

>>40938438
>Anno domini 1135
>being a man

laughingmathilde.jpg

>>40938485
Well if you are a boy you would like to be a man in this time period. Even the women sometime wishes they were men because then people might actually listen to them and respect them.

>>40938485
We need a pic of Mathilde holding a staff Constanza-style

>>40938626
>implyingdickings.jpg

I need this stat

>>40938666
>>40938626
draw it yourselves you fucks

You decide to keep it. Time would see it grow out more. And to be honest you liked it, damn everyone else.

You dressed for the day and went out for breakfast. Jacques ate with Tancred, the man-at-arm was listening to the boy complain about girls. Jacques had a swollen eye, a fist for being hung over the other day. You had known something would happen soon the way he drank. Your friend did not speak on the bruise, instead grumbling about the way the women of the household carried on.

"They rule here," he muttered, spooning food through a bruised jaw, "Lord Wilhelm should put them in their place, starting with his sister. Boy did her daddy make her howl though. That's how you keep girls in line." You sat across from him with your own bowl and he offered you a smile.

"I've daughters," Tancred said, "And I'd never do as Sir Wilhelm did. A mother should be the one to bring girls into line." He nodded to you. "Maybe when you have children you'll have a different opinion, but its hard to put hands upon them. For me at least."

Jacques snorted. "Soft discipline leads to soft habits, that's what master says," he said, and touched his bruised eye.

Tancred's eyes lowered. "I might have a word with your master on that," he said, finishing his bowl. He gave you both a wave of farewell before heading off on his duties.

It was about that time your mother arrived. You flinched instinctively lest she smother you again. Jacques perked up when she walked over. A sunny grin for you both and she sat beside you with a hot bowl.

"Good morning and happy birthday to you my lovely boy," she said, kissing you on the cheek. You squirmed. "To think its been fourteen years already." She sighed, taken by feminine sentimentality.

"Birthday?" Jacques crooked a brow. "We'll have to celebrate with some wine." He made a drinking gesture. That was probably a bad idea considering his bruises.

Your mother placed an arm around your shoulder and gave you another kiss. "You make me so proud. And your father as well." Your gut clenched. Father had not spoken to you much beyond barked commands.

It was your birthday. Your brother had remembered it and relieved you of duties, giving them to Shit For Brains instead. You had the day free and wondered what you might do with it.

> journey into the town
> remain in the keep
> visit the garrison

>>40938714
>> journey into the town

Adventures!

>>40938714
>> journey into the town
Time for Hugo to unwind a bit.

>>40938714
>> journey into the town

>>40938714
> visit the garrison
Countrymen!

>>40938714
>journey into the town

no drinking

Jacques is an alcoholic isn't he?

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>>40936631

>>40938785
>''In this moment, I am euphoric. Not because of any false gods blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my Service to god.’"

HF, I'd pay you to write smut.

>>40938714
> journey into the town

You decide to head into town. Jacques accompanies you, looking to avoid Sir Etienne.

Ramla was much busier than it was when you first arrived,and not just because of the Jews. The constant visitors and accompanying soldiers was also starting to attract visitors in general. Pilgrims on the way to Jerusalem, finding temporary shelter behind Ramla's rebuilt walls. The people themselves seemed to have a new energy, the Ramlan's often gossiping about the new lord, the inventions being assembled by Achilles on the field, the troubles of the garrison. And the townsfolk were starting to feel very urbane as a church was being built for them by German coin.

It was just stone foundation, but in a few years it would rise up a proper building.

Farm folk come in for the season took their ease at a common house. Boys played in the dirt, or fought one another in mock battle. You stood apart. Neither fully noble nor fully commoner, the other boys didn't know what to make of you and rarely invited you into their games. It did not matter. You were not a boy any more.

You stopped by the place Franz lived with the pretty widow. You hadn't seen as much of him since he had taken up with her. He sat out the front of her house, carving a block of wood into the shape of a large bear. He had a fondness for bears, kept a skin in his saddlebags, one he'd taken as a younger man. A big black thing that had been causing a mess near Koblenz.

He gave you a look as you approached. "You need to bring that idiot?" he said in German, motioning to Jacques with his carving knife.

"I'm not an idiot," Jacques replied. You'd been teaching him German and he had been teaching you French.

Franz lowered the little carving. "This'll be my birthday gift to you when its done," he said, scrubbing at his thinning hair. "Figured you'd be too busy running after m'lord, had time to finish it."

You sat cross legged before the old man. "Wil's given me the day," you said, "Figured I'd come say hello."

"Hello," Franz muttered, taking a drink of water. His woman did not like him drinking beer. He offered it to you, and you had a drink.

There wasn't much conversation offered by the man but it felt good to be back with him. He kept carving.

The sound of fighting, angry shouts, reached you. Taken by curiosity the three of you walked over to see what was happening.

One of the Jewish boys was tussling with a Ramlan boy. A girl watched with horror. One of your siser's handmaids. Rachel you think.

"What's happened?" Franz asked.

"Omar insulted Benny's sister," it was one of the amlan soldiers, George by name, that spoke, "So Benny hit him."

It was Omar that was winning the fight though, his elbows had opened a gash in Benny's chin.

> break up the fight
> watch the fight

>>40939031
> break up the fight

if it looks to get out of hand, otherwise enjoy

>>40939031
>> break up the fight
A man deserves to defend their folk.

>>40939031
>> break up the fight

Assume Leadership!

>>40939031
>> break up the fight

>>40939031
>> break up the fight

>>40939031
> break up the fight
I heard you were talking shit

>>40939031
>> break up the fight
tell omar hes acting unchristian
i want Hugo to be the ideal, perfect, pious crusader
like this guy >>40938785

>>40939092
Hugo is pretty far from pious

>>40939092
>i want Hugo to be the ideal, perfect, pious crusader

Dude is sleeping around with a noblegirl and is madly in love with a muslim and not exactly pious

>>40939031
>> break up the fight
"Enough. It was you who insulted his sister and he rightly struck you for that. If you think yourself a tough enough man, then fight me in his stead."

>>40939092
He fucks women in sables. That's not very Christian

>>40939092
Sword saint? sword saint!

Solomon may be the best but he's not that pious

>>40939107
>>40939125
>>40939135
he can grow out of it!

better to know the world and reject it for God than to hide from it in Him, though both are good

>>40939092
>>40939125
And bedded a frenchgirl

>>40939031
> break up the fight
Keep the peace and all that.

>>40939169
>Implying he can't be both a bard knight & righteous defender of the holy land

You shoulder into the scrum and kick the big Ramlan boy off Benny. The skinny Jew panted, blood mixing with his beard, looking up at you through a tight pain.

"Enough," you said to Omar, who looked ready to dive right back into the fight, "The Jews here are under the protection of Lord Wilhelm."

Benny staggered off the dirt, still panting. He tasted the blood on his fingers.

"Jews! Jews!" Omar barked, "Jew is just another word for rat!"

"Fucking inbred!" Benny tried to claw his way past you, but you held him back with an arm.

You pointed at Omar, who had fists balled ready to go. "If you want a fight you can fight me," you said. Jacques made himself visible, hand to sword. You turned to Benny. "Calm down. Unless you want to get your head split open." Benny seethed but backed away. His sister took him by hand, offering you a thankful smile. You smiled back, but then broke that smile off. A pretty Jewess, but still a Jewess. And you had a woman.

"Are you a Jew lover?" Omar asked, getting into your face, "Or is it Muslim cock you suck? I remember a Muslim he-she that rode with your master. Did you suck that man-bitch's prick, or did he bugger you?"

Your head swam with outrage.

> roll 1d100 average of three

>>40939188
>implying he can act like Wilhelm and still consider himself a disciple of Christ

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>40939201

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>40939201

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>40939201

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>40939201

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>40939201
Tell him how unchristian and provincial he's behaving

>>40939210
>>40939218
>>40939221

Hugo SMASH

>>40939210
>>40939218
>>40939221
Wow Hugo sucks at everything. Can't even fight a nobody

>>40939210
>>40939218
>>40939221
Blood for the blood GOD!

why do the dice gods suddenly hate us?

Lets just hope Hugo's absurdly high WAR carries him.

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>40939201
"Shut your tongue, you filthy peasant, or I'll make you eat your teeth!"

>>40939249
Wait this is a roll about if Hugo loses self control. Isnt it ?

>>40939226
>>40939210
>>40939218
>>40939229
>>40939221
fuck all of yall

>>40939262
Oh shit

Rolled 26 (1d100)

I suggest if your're posting a lot don't roll, the algorithm for /tg/ dice doesn't take kindly to it

>>40939315
First post test

>>40939319
Ahh second post test

>>40939340
Man I give up I guess no dice on my phone

>>40939315
good to know! is that per thread?

>>40939201
>"Or is it Muslim cock you suck? I remember a Muslim he-she that rode with your master. Did you suck that man-bitch's prick, or did he bugger you?"

Dude is shit talking Sabeen. He is asking for a asskicking.

>>40939319
>>40939340
>>40939360
on your phone make sure dice is lowercase, so dice+1d100 not Dice+1d100

The world was a white haze.

"You"

Your fist smashed him to the ground.

"Will"

You were on top of him, fists slamming into his face.

"Keep"

Blood on your knuckles. Blood on his face.

"A"

Skin peeling. The white of bone.

"Civil"

A gurgle and white froth from the boy's mouth.

"Tongue."

It was only by physical effort that they pulled you off Omar. Franz and Jacques. Jacques looked at you with blatant terror in his eyes. You panted. And staggered over to a water barrel. You saw yourself in the water. Blood was on your face. Your mouth was wide, teeth bared. You looked like some kind of animal.

Your hand throbbed. You thought it was a snapped finger bone exposed. It wasn't. A tooth was buried in your knuckle, or part of a tooth.

"Someone get Ibrahim!" some one yelled.

"The boy is dead," George the soldier said, squatting beside Omar's corpse. He looked to you. "You've killed him."

Sickness came through your gut in a wave. You could not stomach a drink. You pushed away from the water barrel.

Omar's face was all bloodied and swollen, purple lumped. The crowd backed away from you as you slumped next to the boy. You thought you might throw up still.

"Let's get you back to the keep," Jacques pulled at your sleeve. You hadn't meant to kill him. "Come on Hugo." Omar lay very still. You hadn't meant to kill him.

> let Jacques take you back
> stay with Omar

>>40938850
lel

>>40939379
> stay with Omar

>>40939379
> stay with Omar

We have to make amends.

>>40939379
> let Jacques take you back
what the fuck hugo

>>40939379
Cheese it with Jacques

And enroll in an anger management program

>>40939379
>> let Jacques take you back
Bye

>>40939379
>> stay with Omar

>>40939379
> let Jacques take you back
oh great more pointlessly awful shit happened outside of our control

>>40939379
> stay with Omar
max guilt

>>40939379
> stay with Omar
Hugo is always brave.

Welp, Wilhelm has to banish Hugo from the town now.

>>40939379
> let Jacques take you back

yay child murder!

>>40939361
possibly noticed my rolls were noticebly lower when I was disscussing thing in thread but you may have to clear your cookies/cache on your browser

> stay with Omar

fucking hell hugo

>>40939432
It's ok dude we're the Lord's brother. What is one brutally murdered pleb?

>>40939379
>stay with Omar
This is a crisis... Killing a Christian to defend a Jew?

>>40939443
Actually, maybe we should put him in a monastery for a bit to improve his studies.

>>40939465
Nah killing a boy for calling you a muslim cock sucker

Rolled 39, 45, 63 = 147 (3d100)

>>40939450
with cache and cookies

>>40939460
It makes William look bad when is squire goes around killing common folk.

>>40939432
If you have a problem with that then this is not the quest for you

>>40939465
Nah, its killing a commoner runt who couldn't keep his mouth shut. No harm done.

>>40939483
This.

>>40939465
We didn't defend a jew, we had a fit of rage. There are several witnesses who can attest to this.

>>40939487
Why should Wilhelm give a shit about this William?

Rolled 9, 22, 47 = 78 (3d100)

>>40939450
cleared cache and cookies

>>40939491
We're not exactly a noble. So, we're in deep shit.

>>40939522
Dice Gods wont be fooled that easily.

>>40939528
Hugo is the heir to Ramla

>>40939528
Ehh worse case we get executed and go to hell

>>40939539
It's Mathilde now.

>>40939379
fuck why do I even follow this quest

>>40939528
Yeah, just the brother and favorite of the literal Lord of the town.

>>40939552
>Woman
>inheriting
>Germany
hahaha

>>40939555
Suffering, with the occasional coolness and hilarity.

>>40939555
suffering with a side of smut & godliness?

>>40939570
Jerusalem is currently ruled by a queen, in case you've forgotten.

>>40939555
I played Ghost Quest, this is petty tier

>>40939596
>All the world has the same inheritance laws
You a dumb nigga

So, Germany or Monastery?

>>40939555
It's pretty good when HF isn't doing his best to make it as unenjoyable as possible

Hugo still inherit over Mathilde.

>>40939623
We live in the kingdom of Jerusalem, and are sworn to the Queen and her law. Mathilde can inherit, and she's also our trueborn sister.

>>40939641
Hugo isn't even a knight yet. He's a bastard.

>>40939626
Neither, who gives a fuck about Hugo killing some idiot anyway?

>>40939602
we need dramatic filler before the Ascalon siege, and what better way to waste time then to have Hugo murder a boy.

>>40939656
Ramlans. He killed a kid.

HF i still love ya this is best quest its all people talk about in the /qtg/

>>40939655
>Hugo isn't even a knight yet. He's a bastard.

Knighthood is irrelevant when it comes to inheritance laws.

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>>40939552
>It's Mathilde now

>>40939660
It would have been better if Hugo had murdered 6 boys!! Oh the drama

>>40939665
Bet they all thought he was an asshole anyway. No harm done.

>>40939677
Is Hugo a legitimized bastard?

>>40939626
We could send him out on a pilgrimage throughout the Holy Land so he can try and clear his head a bit.

>>40939717
He'd probably just run around killing people

We will have to punish Hugo and some way and pay blood money to the boys family.

>>40939708
he is acknowledged so yes yes he is

>>40939686
Yes there's been harm done, Hugo has committed murder.

>>40939724
>Paying peasants
I guess we can spare a chicken or two

>>40939717
this isn't such a bad Idea maybe send Maggie with him

>>40939729
He has turned against one of our own, we can't accept him as one of our own until he has repented and earned our forgiveness.

>>40939730
Hugo is pretty good at murdering people. Why else would we be bulking up his WAR stat?

>>40939729
Than he is next in line after William.

>>40939729
There is a difference between acknowledged and legitimized.

>>40939752
Nah, Hugo's gotta carry that weight. Besides, Maggie's other friends are all here.

>>40939755
drama pls
>>40939750
I think covering the rites is appropriate

>>40939761
Killing during battle is not murder

>>40939755
>He has turned against one of our own
no no he hasn't you retard

>>40939761
For war against our enemies, and not murder of our townies?

>>40939767
Wilhelm declared Hugo his sole heir in Sidon when we talked to Sir Joyce. So Wilhelm and Ramla is practicing Agnatic inheritance laws.

>>40939780
Yes he did. All the Ramlans are under our protection, and he betrayed the trust we placed in him.

>>40939761
for being a righteous defender of the cross?

we vagabond now?

>>40939786
situations changed, he's killed a man in cold blood & Mathildes here now

oh hey if she's first in line HELLO SUITORS!

>>40939755
>one of our own

Take a chill pill, it's not like he murdered Orlando while hulking out. It's just some fucking kid, pay the blood money and move on.

>>40939717
Hugo could just go to Fulk or Baldwin and seek service in their retinues, he's on great terms with them.

>>40939807
we should send him to the templars for a year or two this is gonna cause a TON of unrest in Ramla

Everybody calm down please. Your being Elias.

“Hello, Elais, look at yourself, now back to me, now back at yourself, now back to me. Sadly, you aren't me, but if you stopped being a little bitch and bedding imaginary ladies, you could be the son King Fulk wanted, like me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on knees infront of the King with the son you could be. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s a Lion Helm. Look again, the helm is now ladies. Anything is possible when you're half the son Hugo is. I’m on a rouncy."
Don't be Elias.

>>40939810
A good lord metes out justice accordingly.

>>40939379
>> let Jacques take you back

>>40939799
Man peons die all the time. He was a cunt and he should have watched his mouth

>>40939807
>situations changed, he's killed a man in cold blood & Mathildes here now

It changes nothing.

>>40939833
You seem like a faggot

>>40939845
>Because words hurt more than fists to the face.

>>40939831
>templars
>not sending him on a quest to find the holy grail
>not having him save baby Saladin
>not having fight Assassins
>not having Silk road caravan chases
>not having an yandere assassin waifu

>>40939850
It changes everything in ramla

>>40939836
It wasn't undeserved and there was no intention to murder. Plus its not like its a noble kid. Money and a slap on the wrist is enough.

Relax people. We will have Wilhelm pay blood money, punish Hugo then send Hugo to stay in Jaffa or Jerusalem for a while till it is blown over.

Quit being such dramawhores.

>>40939871
>>40939831
this. The Templars will take in those convicted of a crime. But he hasn't committed a crime

>>40939884
No it isn't. Ever heard the saying, "Don't shit where you eat"? See, we have to live here. And Hugo would still have to live here. Would you really want Hugo living here? Besides, I think Father's gonna decide what to do with him.

>>40939845
Plus he was being a cunt to his social superior. Couldn't even take a punch without dying like a bitch. Hugo did the world a favor.

>>40939836
Man you really must love peasants. Holding them above your own brother and all

>>40939893
dude HF raped a princess in front of us cause we werent paying attention

we gotta take this seriously

>>40939907
[THE FUGITIVE INTENSIFIES]

>>40939893
Good luck, their frame of reference is battle shonen, shadowruns and GoT

>>40939908
Wilhelm is the Lord of Ramla, not his dad. He makes the decision.

>>40939884
>>40939908
stop being a moralfag. The kid was in the wrong for insulting Hugo and got what was coming

>>40939912
All sinners are equal.

>>40939920
Black knight Hugo looking for redemption here we come.

>>40939893
You're all forgetting that Father is here. Also the Archbishop. This reflects very badly on Wilhelm. This is his squire.

>>40939926
How will the people of Ramla see this? Wilhelm has to appease them after everyone saw his heir brutally murder one of them with his bare hands

>>40939919
>we gotta take this seriously

By panicing wildly, jumping to crazy plans and trying to force Hugo into holy vows?

Relax.

>>40939941
>Says William
I doubt he would follow what your preaching

>>40939926
No he didn't, that kid was just talking smack because he was pissed off.

>>40939926
maybe if we were, like, count we could get away with it

but we probably know everyone of our subjects by face

this could cause a ton of unrest and will look very bad if the archbishop catches wind of it

>>40939941
Bitch please. we can buy our sin away :^)

>>40939941
Now you're just trying to reach autosage

>>40939948
Maybe they will teach their kids not to be cunts to the brother of their Lord in the future.

>>40939943
>the Black armoured defender of Justi-I mean Jerusalem

fund it!

>>40939957
And we beat him because we were angry. This is manslaughter not murder

>>40939964
Get the fuck out.

>>40939949
To be fair i was the one earlier that said i wanted hugo to turn into a perfectly pious ideal crusader. this seems like an oppurtunity

>>40939957
>>40939962

pissed off or not. he insulted his better. We are heir to this land.

>>40939978
We can tho. Pope will just wave the sin away for a stack of gold. Do you not trust the pope?

You had lost your temper. You had committed a grievous sin. You sat and ignored your friend's pulling as you looked at the corpse you had made. This was murder, in your mind at least. Soon enough the soldier arrived with the constable, Tancred. The tall man-at-arms looked over the scene and clucked his tongue.

Omar's family came to collect his body. There was such a wailing of anguish from his father and mother. It set your teeth on edge. You squeezed your eyes shut. You couldn't bare to look at it. Tancred took you under the arm pit, pulled you to your feet.

"Did he attack you?" he asked. You were a pretty sight.

"No," you replied.

Tancred grimaced. "Your brother will pardon you," he said. That did little to temper your guilt.

The Jews, Benny and Rachel, their uncle Schlomo, approached. The crook nosed man had a cloth in hand, as did his son. They wet the cloth and cleaned the blood from your face. Rachel cleaned the blood from your knuckles. They were swollen from battering Omar's face.

"Thank you," they said, and bowed to you. Eyes full of regret. None more pain filled than the boy Benyamin.

What a happy birthday, you thought as Tancred and his men escorted you back to the keep. They placed you in a goal cell, iron bars, but only as a gesture to the town's folk. Tancred brought you blankets and food. A drunk sat a cell across from you, snoring loudly.

You had visitors, first your mother who cried bitterly. "Your brother won't let them hurt you," she said. Of course mum, of course, you reassured her as your gut knotted. Next was Maggie. You didn't speak. She just kissed you through the bars. She was teary as well. Last came your father.

"Well," he said, looking you up and down, "This is a fair state you've found yourself in."

You looked up at him. "Dad," you said, "Dad what can I do?"

He took a seat, gave a snuff. "I can have the archbishop grant you an indulgence," he said, "But whether or not you face mortal punishment relies on your brother."

>>40939981
And it will fuck Wilhelm and Hugo over by completly ignoring their characters and traits. Trying to fit a triange linto a square hole.

>>40939982
Not anymore, we've shown our brother just how well we can keep a cool head and steady hand today.

>>40939971
HF! Please

That was no comfort. It didn't untie the knot in your gut. A boy was dead because you couldn't control your anger.

"I didn't mean to do it," you said, looking to your father.

The man could only frown. "We often don't mean to do the things that cause the most grief." He said. "I wouldn't worry. He was a peasant. A nobody. Some money and a pardon for you will be enough."

"That's not justice," you said, "I killed him."

It was as if the two of you were speaking alien languages. Your father merely frowned continuously, before he rose to depart. "Get some sleep," it was the only good advice he had ever given you.

You lay on your pallet, among the comfortable blankets. Sleep wouldn't come.

The next day came and a pardon was granted. Your family was in attendance when Wilhelm made the declaration. Your mother, your father, both your sisters. Giselle had even been groomed for the occasion. Only you seemed to be taking it as a particularly grave affair, every one else seemed to think it was a formality. A trivial event. Some were even bored. You were released from Tancred's custody. There was light applause.

Your brother called you to his private chambers. He did not look as flippant now.

"That was unfortunate," he said, and offered you a kind smile, "But the boy should have known better. If he had lived I'd have had him flogged for disrespecting a member of my household, and my heir." He offered you a plate of dates. You weren't hungry.

"What now?" you asked.

Wilhelm considered that. "You should probably be away from Ramla for a while. I need to send a man to Jaffa to negotiate some trade. I'd thought to send Orlando. Get some use out of him. Perhaps you could accompany him as his squire." Wilhelm looked out the window, arms folded behind his back. "Or I suppose you can return to Germany with father, if you wish. But you can't stay here if the peace will be kept."

Your gut clenched tighter. You did miss Germany.

> go to Jaffa
> go to Germany

>>40939971
Stop with that shonen piss. It is the cause of half of our problems.

>>40940007
Jaffa!

Adventures with Orlando!

>>40940007
> go to Jaffa

>>40940007
> go to Jaffa

>>40940007
> go to Jaffa
"I will repay your kindness, my lord."

>>40940007
>> go to Jaffa

>>40940007
>> go to Jaffa

>>40940007
>> go to Jaffa

>>40940007
>No one gives a shit except for Hugo and Omar's parents

So much for the shadowrunning

>go to Jaffa

>>40940007
and i'm done for the night

>>40940044
Its like people dont even understand basic Feudalism

>>40940007
> go to Jaffa

>face two heavy, shifty accusations with conviction
>oh noes peasant murder!
Why

>>40940044
Obviously the people of Ramla care dumbshit

Man, INT is the worst stat ever.

>>40940014
No half of our problems revolve around us trying to get smut when it's clearly the wrong path and putting our modern morals before the right thing at the time. rightful character is not the problem

>>40940054
Give it a half a year to a year and it will be back to normal.

>>40940060
...this is true
btw HF captivating post

>>40940007
> go to Jaffa

>>40940014
no It was a half jest, I rather that then a Templar

>>40940060
>rightful character is not the problem
Actually, assuming any kind of righteous opinion is a problem when it comes to wading these crappy mundane situations. Cut it out.

>>40940064
Give it that long, and we'll either be dead, disgraced, or dealing with Ascalon's management.

>>40940054
The death of a single child is probably insignificant given time. It's not like they have any real say in anything anyway.

Not like Wilhelm is going to face reelection for Lord of Ramla in 6 weeks.

>>40940091
The support of the common people is important for all forms of government, not just democracy

>>40940110
We've showed them were kind and caring but also stern and not one's to take disrespect. As it should be

>>40940110
Which is why we are sending him away, Stop blowing this way out of proportion

>>40940110
Man I doubt theirs going to be a revolt over one dead nobody. This is life for these people.

>>40940110
Take your dramagogy somewhere else

>>40940126
Being a pushover would be even worse than being too cruel.

Wilhelm was correct when he said the boy should have been flogged if he lived. Peasants need to learn their rightful places.

>>40940148
Exactly. We are not equals in this time and setting. They should know their places. As muslims especially

So who here likes red velvet cake with sour cream frosting? Does your liking of it include willing to suck your boyfriends dick for the last piece? In my case? Yes. Just please stop arguing it's done.

>>40940007
Can we switch to Mathilde and give Hugo the Shield?

"I wouldn't mind going to Jaffa," you said. The sea would be nice.

Wilhelm smiled, clapped your shoulder. "While you are there I thought you might deliver a message for me," he said, drawing a letter from his desk.

"For Count Hugh?" you asked.

Wil shook his head. "For Malik," he gave it to you sealed. You tucked it away. "Best you be off as soon as possible." He took his seat and took up his quill. Your brother had been much the letter writer as of late, sending correspondence out all across the kingdom. It made him seem older, alongside the black beard that covered half his face. More mature. He gave you a last smile before you departed.

You filled your saddle bags with what you would need for the road, and pulled on your maille. It was near a week of riding and the Jerusalem high road could be unpredictable. Planning a trip to Jaffa, with all the potential dangers there in, was relaxing in a way. First checking yourself. Your equipment, your supplies. Making sure your blades were not blunt, your armour was good.

Then checking your horse. His hooves, his saddle. Making sure the straps were tied correctly. Keeping him from becoming nervous with a steadying hand.

You were near ready to go when you found your sister watching. Mathilde stood in the doorway of the stable. Hands behind her back, leaning on the frame. You frowned at her.

"Did you want something?" you asked.

She didn't answer immediately. Instead she brushed out her hair. "Just to say goodbye," she said.

And then she did something you thought odd. She hugged you. You stood very still for a second.

> push her off
> hug her back

>>40940228
> hug her back

Wont blame Hugo if he is not in the mood for a fight.

>>40940228
>> hug her back

>>40940228
> hug her back
We need a friend

>>40940228
> hug her back

Aw, how sweet.

>>40940228
> push her off
Hugs for murder isn't exactly expected

>>40940228
>Ib4 she stabs us in the back and calls us a murderer
but really hug her

>>40940228
> hug her back

>>40940228
hug her front

you guys give weird hugs

>>40940314
We just love our sister

>>40940314
http://donmai.us/posts/1280048

>>40940281
She is hugging him because she is worried about him and is going to miss him.

>>40940228
>> hug her back
And then tell her: "Make sure Wil doesn't do something reckless like me, Matty."

>>40940228
"Keep that shield up and steady."

>>40940228
> hug her back

>>40940345
>Make sure William beats 2 peasants a day for me

>>40940373
Who is this William you are talking about. William Bures ?

>>40940373
seconding. Peasant fucking shits

>>40940389
Wilhelm. phone likes to auto correct

>>40940373
no what the fuck veto

>>40940424
recognize a troll post when you see one anon.

You close your arms around her.

It's an awkward thing at first, but then she kisses you lightly on the cheek and pulls away.

"I hope God forgives you," she said, brushing your hair from your face, "I-I will pray for you."

You smiled. For the first time all day you felt understood. You put your hands on her shoulders. "We'll have another match when I get back," you said, and kissed her forehead. You mounted your horse and she handed you your spear. You started the beast forward with a cluck of your tongue.

Orlando was waiting with a body of troops, about ten men. Sir Hector was with him.

"Good to be on the road again," Orlando said, touching the scar on his lip. You nodded. It was good.

You looked up to the battlements. Maggie watched hollow cheeked. You waved to her with your spear and she waved back. Sadly.

Few others were there to wish you farewell. Your mother, and Wilhelm's mother, but the rest had duties occupying their time. Solomon drilled troops, but took a second to raise a hand to you and a smile that vanished when the point of a spear lowered more than he liked.

The men began to depart. Orlando hummed a happy tune, which Sir Hector soon whistled. It was taken up by the man as they marched. You did not know it, but you thought it Levantine. Soon though the men were singing it as they marched through the street, waving farewell to those they knew in the crowd. Benyamin raised a hand for you as you passed, then lowered it with a guilty expression.

All the men were a merry step, happy to be traveling.

You rode more glumly.

Even as Ramla disappeared behind you that glumness did not depart.

> scout ahead until Jaffa
> stay close to the group

>>40940477
>> stay close to the group

>>40940477
> scout ahead until Jaffa

>>40940477
>> scout ahead until Jaffa

We used to scout when we were just a sellsword with Wilhelm. Should be good to do so again.

>>40940477
>> stay close to the group

>>40940477
>> stay close to the group
That was our old job prior to the whole Jerusalem event.

>>40940525
Yeah, and if there's danger ahead, some of these men could get their heads bitten off.

>>40940477
>> stay close to the group

>>40940543
> implying that there are lions in the wilderness between Ramla and Jaffa

Guys, someone needs to scout. No one else is able. Remember what happened last time Orlando lead and no one scouted ahead ?
>>40940561
No but there are raiders. Its like you people want us to get ambushed by muslims.

>>40940477
>> scout ahead until Jaffa

We have a light horse, let's do it!

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>>40940477
> scout ahead until Jaffa

>>40940477
> scout ahead until Jaffa

>>40940477
>scout ahead till Jaffa
time to reflect

>>40940569
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cR-WiGKZtg

All the more reason to go on a rage-induced rampage!

Aw man, the Queen's gonna hear about this, and take away our friendship priveleges with Baldwin.

>>40940658
>Aw man, the Queen's gonna hear about this, and take away our friendship priveleges with Baldwin.

The Queen is not gonna give two shits about it. At most she will express a bit of regret that someone had to die but that is it.

>>40940670
More like "You defended a Jew? How quaint."

>>40940684
Aren't all the men in Jerusalem guarding a jew's property?

>>40940670
>>40940684
Actually, defended the household jews. Much more understandable.

>>40940684
Not just a jew but a member of our brothers retinue and the peasent accused a noble of being a muslim's sodomite.

>>40940007
>Giselle had even been groomed for the occasion.
Huh, when did she get here?

>>40940812
With father and mother. She kept in the background.

>>40940827
Oh. In that case, how about we ROLL SOME STATS

>>40940862
She is eight years old and her stats will most like be towards CHA and INT like Mathilde.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>40940862
War
Inb4 nat 100

>>40940878
desudesudesu

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>40940862
Lead!

You spur your horse ahead. Someone had to act as advanced scout, and you were in no mood to put up with Orlando's snoring. As ever, ranging ahead and being alone with nature calmed you some. Just you and bird song, the chittering of insects, the snuffling of your horse. The world rolled by with the rocking tread of hooves. You kept the band of soldiers in view, but you were happy to remain separate. Even as night came and that open blue sky closed its shutters. The starlight, the white milky bands of stars overhead. They often stole your breath.

It made everything seem so small. Sitting beside a fire, knees tucked under you, staring up at the great black empty. It went on and on, stars layered atop one another.

What were the stars, you often wondered. What was the black between them. They were not all white, you saw a little red glint on the horizon. The devil's eye it seemed, winking at you. Jesus had a confrontation with the Devil in the wilderness of Palestine. You wondered in the dark if he would appear to you as well, and was much relieved when he failed to appear that first night.

The high road was busier than it had been last. People travelled a little more freely. You saw a band of Templars ride past, white and red tabards, maile jangling. They kept a watchful eye on the pilgrims. One had his helm off, showing a bearded face with a single eye.

Sir Blaise. His eyes skimmed over you without recognition. And then he heeled his horse forward without concern. escorting the common folk to the Holy City.

Your own party joined the road. You still kept ahead, though Templar presence seemed secure. You past merchantmen and pilgrims. Some tagged along Orlando's retinue for safety until the walls of Jerusalem, making small trade with his soldiers.

The smell of the sea, and with it the sight of Jaffa.

>>40940862
How about no since that'll be determined by HF.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>40940892
Int
The schemes of children will haunt you.

>>40940902
Hugo gets laid by the Queen

There were ships beyond it in port. You set spur to side and galloped ahead, the sun in your face and the salt breeze filling your nostrils.

Horsemen rode out. A pair of Franks and a Syrian. They drew up before you.

"Who comes from Jerusalem?" Sir Barisan asked. He did not recognize you.

"Orlando Grenier, in service to Lord Wilhelm," you said, gesturing to your party still behind.

Barisan looked to the road and nodded.

"Welcome back to Jaffa," he said, clapping a maille hand to your shoulder, before riding forth to greet Orlando.

Aymal lowered his maile veil and gave you a grin.

"Hugo," he said, "We drink later, yes?"

Maybe. You gave him a nod and rode past, into the streets of the quiet port city.

Few looked up at you. Without your brother you were not so remarkable to attract attention. It was a pleasant change from the looks he would attract. You stopped at a food stall to buy a stick of meat, which you ate until you reached the keep, and waited for Orlando.

He arrived with Sir Barisan, speaking as if they were the best of friends. He dismounted, as did you. Pages came to collect your horses. You went inside a step behind Orlando.

Count Hugh waited, with him was his lovely sister Aines. He came forward to shake Orlando's hand. Moving with exuberant energy, as ever.

"Good to have you Sir," he said, "I hope Wilhelm is well?"

"Very fine," Orlando replied.

Hugh saw you and pulled you forward. "And you bring his squire. Pray, what brings you here without him?" It was not accusing, he kept a merry voice.

> I'm delivering a message for my brother
> I killed a man and needed to be elsewhere
> lie

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>40940862
Rolling for cute!

>>40940912
>> I'm delivering a message for my brother

>>40940812
You'd have had a proper introduction if you'd switched to Mathilde.

>>40940912
>> I killed a man and needed to be elsewhere

>>40940912
>> I'm delivering a message for my brother

>>40940917
stop, please.

>>40940912
>> I'm delivering a message for my brother

Only tell the other reason when pressed.

>>40940937
fuck of let him do his thing

>>40940878
>>40940892
>>40940902
>>40940917
Wow, our kid sister is a monstrous sociopath! We ought to get her lion skin to wear!

Just a reminder guys. Elaine lives in Jaffa so we might run into her.

>>40940958
She does huh? Time for Hugo to court her.

>>40940912
Hugh is already paranoid about Wilhelm usurping his position, telling him we are delivering messages to members of his court are probably not going to help things

>>40940912
>> I killed a man and needed to be elsewhere

Just say it with regret in our voice. Seriously, telling Hugh that we have a letter to one of his courtier but not him will just make him more paranoid.

>>40940912
>> I killed a man and needed to be elsewhere
"I dishonored my brother's name by killing a peasant..."

It's a letter TO Hugh not one of his court.