>>41551358
>Mathelmgo

>>41551358
>> Mathilde
Let's try and get the spies out beforehand.

>>41551358
>> Mathilde

Nice to see you running HF. Lets get our hand on this little spy of ours

>>41551358
> Mathilde

>>41551381
>The Legendary Trinity Fusion!

>>41551358
> Hugo

>Wilhelm's adventure is fighting off 50 Hashashin

>>41551358
>> Hugo

So, we'll be training LDR for Wil, right?

>>41551358
>> Mathilde

>>41551630
Wil is too busy courting the nobles of Jerusalem to do any training. Walter Grenier is gonna be a hard nut to convince

Quick question, how do Christians/Muslims/Jews/Zoroastrians view the act of crucifixion? I don't want things to get weird when we have to interrogate some prisoners later.

>>41551692
As far as i remember its a big no no. Muslims generally dont do it either but there are some. Like that raider we captured near Jaffa. He did it mostly to provoc us

>>41551649
He's out of that city already.

>>41551715
Well, it should be fine so long as we do it in an "X", right, and not a "t"?

Hey HF, is there a chance of our babies being born with grey hair?

http://pastebin.com/JEE8ZM7H

You are Mathilde of Koblenz.

And you were dressed in boy's breeches that stopped at the knee, a light tunic, and nothing else. Your long black hair plaited behind in a narrow tail that would move this way then that way with every turn of your head. Your toes curled on the dusty ground, small rocks near unseen digging into the delicate skin of your feet.

You looked across to the woman waiting. She was dressed much the same, and was oiling herself, giving her black skin a sheen, slathering down her curly hair so that it lay slick upon her head.

She offered the oil to you. Had you do the same. Your neck, your arms. It was a warm oil that trickled under the collar of your tunic, staining the fabric a yellow-brown and sticking it to your flesh.

This was all in preparation for her teaching you the art of wrestling. Something you had never done much of before.

You looked up at Sabeen. She was tall, firm of limb and athletic. You were no soft lily without any training, but the muscle that played under her oiled skin had a definition not often seen upon a woman.

It made you very uncertain about this whole thing, but it was you that had asked her.

Sabeen slapped her cheeks, then drifted back and forth on the balls of her feet.

"You should be limber," she said, "Ready to move, in any direction. Action and reaction. Distance and measure."

You nodded, and did much as she did, moving on the balls of your feet. Trying to remain light and ready. You kept your limbs a little bent. A straight leg was more easily broken, as was a straight arm, but you did not bunch up. Lessons of swordcraft filtering through.

"Good," Sabeen said, moving her feet nimbly before you. Almost entrancing in the way she near danced this way and that, hands forward.

"Now, defend yourself," and Sabeen moved forward with a sudden lunge.

> roll 1d100, average of three

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>41551918

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>41551918

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>41551918
Lets see that Koblenz blood in action

>>41551945
>>41551949
Good.
>>41551952
You failed us anon.

>>41551952
more like Koblenz blood inaction haha amirite?

imsosorry

>>41551976
Hey, a 63's still good.

Eh. Dont worry Mathilde. Hugo lost his first match too

>>41552089
Hey, we won an arm wrestle with Raymond with barely above average rolls. Maybe she'll do a little well?

>>41552127
Raymond was drunk and Wilhelm had been working out.

She comes forward and you push your hands forward to grab her by the shoulders. Your fingers catch soggy fabric, bunching it with a wet sound in your fist. Sabeen looms over you, dark limbs threading through your pale ones, hands grabbing the front of your own shirt as they unbound your own grip.

She moved leg and hip and tried to throw you over it. You stumbled forward, pulling back against her efforts, pushing your hands against her arms, her body.

It was a slight struggle. You saw Sabeen's teeth clench. Her grip shift. You brought your elbow against the inside of her arm, forcing it away, hand slipping free. But it moved to the back of your head, gripping you by the hair.

All your efforts were more a game of keep away, and though you prevented her from throwing you over her hip, instead once her arm was on your shoulder instead, and the other hand gripping you by the front, she threw her greater weight against you, leg finding the back of yours, and pushed you fast to the ground.

She did not slam you down, though you knew she could have and jarred you hard by doing so, but none the less the drop was irresistible.

She had you on the dirt, and soon had her knee planted between your breasts, a fist raised to strike.

"Good," she said, giving you a smile, "Never co-operate with your opponent. It's just a game of learning the best methods of resistance."

She withdrew her knee, gave you her hand. You clasped wrists and she pulled you to your feet. You gave a puff of air, and then took the balls of your feet again, circling Sabeen.

> roll 1d100 average of three

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>41552166

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>41552166
DICE A SHIT

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>41552166

>>41552217
Why is it always the last roll that turns everything to shit?

>>41552217
damit

>>41552210
>>41552204
>>41552217

This is just getting hilarious

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Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>41552217

>>41552287
>>41552217
You keep doing it!

>>41552287
Whatever, twellllvee

>>41552287
Well, at least we know now that we'd have always gotten an average of 49.

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>>41552217
goddamit anon

>>41552338
fuck off Guan Yu

>>41552357
fight me irl faggot

>>41552383
fight you? you're already dead

You bounced forward, ready to take the initiative.

She moved, danced away. Not back but to the side, your limbs pushing at air. You turned and tried to catch her again but she merely turned aside. Away, just beyond reach, a glinting smile. It made your chest burn with frustration.

That next move you timed well, to grab her by the forearm and you managed to snare it. Drawing her in so your other hand could find a purchase.

But she rolled into your embrace, that her back was to you, your arm now held above her shoulder. And she bent forward in such a way that you were lifted from the ground, thrown up and then down.

Your back hit the dirt, a cloud of dust exploding out around from you, wind blasted from your lungs. You took a breath of that dust cloud and choked, snorted it out.

Sabeen offered you a hand but you got yourself up. There was a cut upon your shin, a small bit if blood with pebbles lodged in it. It stung hard, but you dusted the dirt and pebbles off. Looked back to Sabeen and slapped the side of your face, lifted your hands again.

The wrestling had drawn some spectators. Young men mostly, but girls as well. Giselle watched wide-eyed with your maids.

You did your best to ignore them. You came back toward the black woman, your posture lower.

You tried for a tackle, and managed to get your arms around her hips, but she used her greater height to close down on top of you, arms circling your waist, pushing you into the dirt until you were pinned. You squirmed under her, a kick of your leg trying to force her off.

When she got off you she did so with a slap to your backside and a throaty laugh. You burned with anger now as she helped you up.

"Keep calm," she said, "Keep your head clear. No matter what your enemy does." Then she flicked your nose as she ducked backward.

She fell into that wrestling stance again, footwork light.

> roll 1d100 average of three

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>41552508

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>41552508
I got this, everyone

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>41552508

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>41552508

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>>41552517

>>41552517
>>41552531
>>41552527
What is this faggotry?

>>41552517
>>41552527
>>41552531
Oh fuck, our ankle

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>>41552517
>>41552531

>>41552508
FATE ROLLL

>>41552556
>>41552565

That's good anons, I would be extremely annoyed if we as a 13 year old begginer maneged to pin a experienced wrestler like Sabeen

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>>41552517
>>41552527
>>41552531

>>41552601
We did the same thing as Hugo a while back?

>>41552635

Yup, that annoyed the hell out of me too

fate roll fate roll fate roll fate roll fate roll fate roll fate roll

Just you guys wait till Sabeen starts to enjoy the "fruit" of victory.

>>41552601
Hugo is a bit of a special case. He is also quite strongly built.

>>41552635

Nah man, Hugo had more training, Sabeen had been giving him lessons for some time already

Man, something's gonna snap, and that's gonna be cutting into our intriguing about

>>41552726

Relax man, Sabeen is not going to hurt us.

>>41552756
She'll try not to, I can't say the same about us.

Well the guys and Giselle is gonna enjoy this. Watching Lady High and Mighty getting her ass handed to her

>>41552840
Gettin' down and dirty

>>41552840
Guys are gonna get off on it doofus

Too oiled up babes wrestling? Game over man, game over

Actually we should kick them out

>>41552930
mystery man might be watching might want to keep an eye out for anyone we haven't talked to

>>41552930
>Giselle's gettin' excited too!
>She used to do this a lot in the wild

You gave a frustrated yowl and dived forward.

Sabeen dropped before you even touched her, legs flying out as she went down, throwing your own legs apart so that you were taken off your feet and the world dropped out from under you. You flew for all of two seconds before you belly flopped hard upon the earth, arms thrown out to stop it, soon cut with sharp little stones.

You sniffed as you turned over onto your back, arms shaking. Torn skin showed dark blood with dirt mixed through on your forearms, a stinging burn running through them. Your eyes teared up and you sniffed but you didn't openly cry. The blood didn't run more than a little.

It hurt as bad as anything had ever hurt before.

"Oh my baby!" you heard your mother cry but you ignored her wailing and got back up on your feet, torn arms held forth, stinging but ready.

Sabeen eyed you up and down, her own arms up.

She motioned you to step forward.

"Don't charge in," she said as you crossed forearms.

You nodded.

She put her arms on the back of your head and you did the same.

Now she showed you how to move your arms. You did not strike each other, but she drew her arm away and brought her elbow up to touch your chin, the side of your head. You did the same.

"If you get into a grapple and feel over powered, hit them here to try and make space for yourself," she showed you how to bring the elbow and fist against the neck, the temple, the ear and to drive your fist into the sternum.

She took you through a simple arm bar as well. Catching the arm when its straight, applying a bit of pressure, and bringing your opponent to the ground. If you wanted to, even break their arm. She allowed you to do that to her, pull her to the ground, but you knew if she didn't want it to happen it wouldn't.

She showed you a few other basic tricks. The crowd thinned now that you were no longer in full motion, but some still watched.

"Never fail to respect the other fighters desire to hurt you," she said, straightening up, "You've got to put them down, hard and nasty."

You nodded.

Sabeen took you to a bench and had a waiting boy fetch water and a cloth. She washed your bloody arms, drew a tincture from her saddlebag and lathered over the cuts. Then she bound them in wrappings.

"You will learn," she said, "Until you know by instinct how to move."

She patted your cheek. "Get some water, get some food," she said, "We'll do this again tomorrow."

You give her a tired smile, get up off the bench.

Your sister came forward with a large grin. Eyes shinning as she plucked at your bandages. Your mother just looked like she might cry.

"So abominable that woman," your mother said, glaring after Sabeen as she disappeared into the stables.

You could not agree, but bit down on your retort. Your mother did not like back talk.

You stretched out your shoulders, felt a rumble in your stomach. Food would be a good idea.

> visit a companion (nominate)

>>41553063
Roman engineer, because why the hell not?

>>41553063
Rosalie. Pretend we wish to learn more about how to run a castle and have us teach us what finances she can. At worst we learn something at best we might learn something about the spy. Maybe a bit of flattery will help ?

>>41553063
> visit a companion (Giselle)

>>41553063
> visit a companion (nominate)

Rosalie, offer to help her while sussing out her situation as subtly as we can

>>41553063

Viyan

Let's ask her what's our next move to catch the spy

>>41553063
> visit a companion (Maggie)
She was a good courier, maybe she'll make a good watcher?

>>41553063

Chiri

We have some court intrigue to do

>>41553063
Little sister
>tfw gotta rise early

>>41553117
changing to >>41553147

maggie has prior spy experience doesn't she from Jerusalem

>>41553063
Chiri

>>41553178
Not really. She just carried letters for us

>>41553204
But what does she do now?

>>41553063
> visit a companion (Viyan)

>>41553216
She is our handmaiden. Also i think the less people know about this the better

>>41553063
> visit a companion (The Cook, duhhh)

>>41553216
german boys

>>41553248
lol

OKAY! Anyone got a list of suspects?

>>41553387
anyone Mathilde has talked to and is male

>>41553387
Assassin dude.

>>41553400
I want names, people

>>41553387
This isn't a procedural
I only know that I can't force it

>>41553400

I disagree, she didn't recognize the voice so it's probably anyone that Mathilde hasn't talked yo and is male

>>41553400
>anyone Mathilde has talked to
But that is exactly it isnt. It is someone "we" have met but Mathilde didnt know. So it means we must have met him on Wil and HUgo

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Did somebody say MYSTERY?

>>41553387
Our Uncle, Orlando, or the senschal

>>41553419
>Engineer dude
>Ibrahim
>Momhed
>most of the Barracks that isn't Tancred & Solobro
>Desmond
>Xenephanes
>jews

>>41553493
Orlando is currently with Hugo and Mathilde would had know if it was uncle

>>41553493
Senschal is a grill being blackmailed by a guy though

>>41553506
>Desmond
We could go to confession and confess that we slept with "Chihirizahd" the other night and take note of his reaction.

>>41553553
>>41553525
stop oppressing me

>>41553506
>Ibrahim sends messages to Baghdad. I thought it harmless. None of these are enemies of my master. But she has changed. She sends a second message now. South, I think to Egypt. Who her master is concerns me."

Probably not Ibrahim

>>41553506
>Momhed
Let's ask Maggie to spy on him.

Why are you all running useless interference?

>>41553571
that works

>>41553599
that may work

You take tired steps over to the kitchens.

The plump cook hands you flat bread topped with meat. She gives you a disapproving frown for the sweat-stained boys garb you were wearing. Taking a seat at one of the long tables, you wolfed down your breakfast, followed by a cup of fresh milk. You wipe the milk mustache off on the back of your hand. Sigh pleasantly for the food in your belly.

You didn't eat much, leaving a good half of the food for a hungry kitchen girl to eat instead.

Shaking out your sore hands, you mount the steps up to see your closest friend Viyan.

At her door you hear a fit of girlish giggling. You stop your knuckles before they can rap upon the door. You put your ear close.

"Oh you bitch," it was Rosalie's voice, it came up a pitch, not a word but a sound that prickled your ears.

"Nnn, I love this," you heard your friend say, "So much better than that oafish man. Such a brute. I like your touch much better, and your..." Her voice fades into a fit of giggling and Rosalie's sounds return.

You decide to go for a short walk, face red. After circling the tower a couple of times you came back to see Rosalie coming out of Viyan's chamber, correcting her dress, correcting stray hairs, cheeks glowing. She saw you and frowned.

"What are you dressed for?" she asked, "You look like some foul alley cat."

"I was wrestling with Sabeen," you said.

Rosalie sniffed. "Behavior very unbecoming of a young woman. You should cultivate a more womanly image." She reached out and fixed a stray lock that hung over your face, tucking it behind your ear. "You wouldn't want men to question your womanly virtue."

She left with a long stride.

Viyan stood in the door way in a light chemise, watching her go while cradling a cup of wine. She turned eyes to you.

>>41553571
Christ that is a terrible plan. Even if we did how exactly would that help us ?

>>41553506
>most of the Barracks that isn't Tancred & Solobro
Those last two probably have this down. If we can't turn up anyone else, we'll look back at them.

"I think you look lovely," she said, offering you the door. You walk through.

She offered you a drink. Water. And you took it as a lady despite your unlady-like dress.

"How goes your plotting?" you asked.

Viyan gave you a frustrated smile. "Fun but still fruitless. I think I might have something out of her soon, but she dances around it."

You took a long sip. You had some ideas of your own, but weren't sure about how Viyan would react to them.

She took a seat by the arrow slit window, crossing her long bare olive legs, leaning upon her hand as she gazed out onto Ramla.

> suggest you try to earn Rosalie's trust
> suggest Viyan start looking else where for leads
> suggest bringing others into your scheme

>>41553658
>> suggest Viyan start looking else where for leads
Focus on one thing and it leaves you blind to others

>>41553658
> Sabeen taught me how to break fingers today, maybe that would help

>>41553658
> suggest you try to earn Rosalie's trust

Lets have Rose "teach" us how to act more womanly

>>41553658
>> suggest bringing others into your scheme
Sabeen
I dont want our sister getting to close to the dirty dirty lesbian

>>41553710
Go read the last thread again

>>41553658
> suggest Viyan start looking else where for leads

time is against us, it won't be long until the boat is sinking if this leak isnt plugged soon

>>41553658
>> suggest Viyan start looking else where for leads
I mean, she can probably catch a word or two from anyone in the manor

>>41553710
/u/ pls we know that not happening

>>41553729
I said Rosa. We earn her trust and she might reveal something for us. It doesnt have to be sex

>>41553658
> suggest Viyan start looking else where for leads
> suggest bringing others into your scheme
Like Maggie

>>41553776
it's pretty fucking obvious right now that she's one nut that we won't be cracking anytime soon

>>41553776
Go read it again. Every update, slowly.

>>41553792
Let's try the cold wind and sun strategy, Viyan acts all distant with her, but then relents and then Rosalie will be less guarded.

>>41553792
Do we have any clues where else she could look ?

>>41553830
No, which is why she should start looking!

>>41553854
Or the guy traps her alone somewhere and stabs her

I wonder if we could assign our own servants in shifts to monitor Rosalie's movements?

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>41553874
Rolling to disarm

>>41553882
nah we don't know shit about the Jew girls which means they could be involved but Maggie however.....

Actually Rosa seems really into Sabeen. We could make get her help. She might be the one to break through that shell of hers

... JEWS CAME FROM EGYPT!
But then again, the decalogue says that stereotypically "evil" people can't be the culprit.

>>41553658
> suggest bringing others into your scheme

Franz & Orlando
I really wana see how Franz and Mathilde interact, plus hes practically family. and Chiri trusts Orlando only person she talked to about this so far.

> suggest you try to earn Rosalie's trust
>>41553710
backing this a bit. The more she feels she can open up and is safe among allies the more likely she will talk and side with us, we can turn her into a triple agent potentially.

>>41553920
>>41553658
> suggest bringing others into your scheme
Sabeen

Forgot to vote

>>41553980
Orlando aint here

>>41553945
>Nablus
>Egypt
Dude

Be back in a sec.

>>41553980
Orlando isnt here and how could Franz help ?

Can't we just start rolling INT and LDR for hints as to what would be a good move?

>>41553920

Sabeen is not Like that, I doubt she would be into Rosa
>>41553658
> suggest bringing others into your scheme
> suggest you try to earn Rosalie's trust

>>41554008
>orlando isnt here
the perfect alibi

>>41554001
wat? F-

>>41554008
Hes someone we can trust, and hes currently living outside of ramla's walls ask him of any strange newcomers hes seen, anyone whos come and gone at odd hours and anything that maybe have caught his attention.

>>41554029
>Sabeen is not Like that, I doubt she would be into Rosa

That is why we ask her to pretend anon.

>>41554041
But Franz is a subtly as a drunken ox and know nothing of espionage. He has spent most of his time being in retirement and fucking that widow.

And Orlando is with Hugo. That has been metioned like 3 times in this thread already i believe

>people trying to build a full detective montage
>totally unrelated to the options given
Can we at least discuss the prompts, no headcanon or shadowruns?

>>41554029
this is all about Honeytraps anon

Lord Gerard is behind this, he had Orlando and his assassin posing as a Hashashin to do that little stunt at the banquet. Now, he not only has a mole in our camp, he's leaking all our shit so our invasion will be a failure.

>>41553920
You're a genius, anon.
We'll get Sabeen to beat the info out of her. It's so simple!

Let's just get our little sister to start climbing around and listening to things.

Also, Why isn't Franz assigned to anything? He should be Drill sergeant or something helping Orlando with the recruits. Franz definitely has the experience to trained and tell stories or RL give examples of combat. Plus being a sergeant is probably a long overdue promotion (plus atleast a pefennings wage increase, he is a provider for a family hes shacked up with).

I am curious how see how interactions with Franz, Mathilde and Wilhelm (father) would go, I'm surprised father Wil hasn't even visited Franz yet.

>>41554075

If Chiri couldn't take anything out of her I doubt a honeytrap would work, survailance is our best bet in jy opinion, we just have to catch those 2 having another meeting

>>41554176
He got old and became a family man.

>>41554176
Franz is assigned to plowing MILFs and yelling at kids to get off his lawn

>>41554176
We have a Levy of 15 and Solomon, the greatest warrior on earth, to train them. I dont think we need anyone else

>>41554176
Dude is pretty much retired now. And Franz knows nothing of training recruits. Dude is a hunter.

>>41554203
yeah I was just making anon's point, if we could however identify the Mystery man a faux Honeytrap could work quite well if we set him up for ''assaulting a noblelady''

>>41554231
>Franz eastwood stars in Ramlarino

>>41554066
Not asking for cloak and dagger shit, or for him to charm anyone. Just his ability to be observant of the more direct movement of people. But the most important thing is that he can be trusted.
>drunken ox
he has never neglected his duty or gotten drunk when he should not have. He gets drunk on his own time.

>>41554262
I didnt imply he was drunk. I was implying he is as subtly as one.

I wonder if Alain's gonna be a sodomite? That'd be fun to play as.

"Maybe we need to bring more people into this," you said, "There's only so much the two of us can do."

Viyan gathered up her hair on one shoulder, turned to look at you. "Solomon is too busy training for Wilhelm's battles. Who else can we trust?"

"Uncle Franz," you said immediately, "You can trust him."

You scooted back on the bed so that your feet dangled off the ground, hands on the soft mattress. "I think we can rely on Maggie too," you said.

Viyan just watched. It was hard to know what she was thinking at any given time, but you think she was not enthusiastic about the idea.

"Maybe even Sabeen, I think we can trust her," you put that forward and Viyan openly scoffed.

"I won't trust a Muslim with this, for all we know she's a spy for her father," she said.

That made you frown. Maybe your friend was being a little paranoid.

> argue for Franz
> argue for Maggie
> argue for Sabeen
> talk about something else

>>41554340
>ask her grounds for suspecting your suggestions

>>41554340
> argue for Sabeen
"She's not a man, and she just got here."

>>41554376
>Trusting a Jew, a Muslim, and a Potato

>>41554245
Well he was a man at arms for our father who also taught and raised him. He probably taught us and Hugo a few things.

>>41554275
Oh, well we can work around that, have that MILF's kid deliver messages for us or w come into contact with him instead of him coming to us.

Point is, we are not using our assets or potential assets to their fullest and HF is bringing up Aschlon faster than we seem prepared for.

>>41554340
>> argue for Maggie
> argue for Franz

>>41554340
IDK guys id vote for Sabeen but we dont know how she will react when she finds out about our plans for Ascalon

>>41554340
>> argue for Franz
He's been with my family the longest. It's almost as if he was another uncle before he left with my brother to come here.

>>41554405
We dont have to mention that part. Just that there is a spy among us.

>>41554411
I dont think she is questioning his loyalty but rather his abilities.

>>41554340
>> argue for Maggie
>> argue for Sabeen
Either or. Both like Mathilde's brother.

Maggie probably has more charms, though.

>>41554392
>our assets or potential assets
We could know what those were and how to use them more effectively if the INT and LDR stats weren't so gimped and useless.

>>41554340
I would say either Sabeen or Maggie. But really i would prefer if we tried to earn Rosalie's trust ourselves. And no it doesnt have to be sex.

>>41554411
>my brother
Time to sleep, anon.

>>41554340
> argue for Maggie
> argue for Sabeen

Argue that Sabeen quarrels with her father and she likes our Brother

Oh fuck I missed the last two threads.

>>41554340
> argue for Maggie
Make our case for Maggie and her actions during Jerusalem (if she knows about it) and say she has alot of room for grooming to become good at espionage. And mention her history and why we think she won't betray us.

> argue for Franz
He doesn't need to be a spy per say... more like "military intelligence" troops movements weapons troop composition stuff etc.

> talk about something else
Talk about something else let her think things over and have time to just think in general.

>>41554405
agreed.

>>41554340
> argue for Franz

No way he'd ever betray our family, especially to Egypt (how would he even have contacts down there)

>>41554493
Again. It is not his loyalty that is being questioned . But his abilties.

>He doesn't need to be a spy per say... more like "military intelligence" troops movements weapons troop composition stuff etc.

How exactly is he suppose to look for that in Ramla ? It is one guy.

>>41554469
but would she betray her own people like that? even tho she has no sworn allegiance to it, its be like allying fighting with franks for us and then be told they intent to attack Alsace-Lorraine or something.

>>41554544
Sabeem is Syrian and a Sunni muslim. Eqypt is Eqyptian and Shia. Sunni and Shia hates eachother.

>>41554544
she is a Turk & a Sunni while they are decadent Egyptians & Shiite

>>41554567
Thats true

>>41554340
>argue for Maggie
Maggie should have the vulnerability, safety, Cha and INT for it.

Don't feel like I know enough about Sabeen except she can fight and lead.

>>41554635
dont make bets on stats unless its an MC anon, it will bite us in the ass

>>41554451
When was the last time we rolled INT?

"You can trust my uncle," you said.

"You have another uncle," Viyan said.

That made you sit up. "They are nothing alike," you said, "How dare you even suggest-"

Viyan put up her hands. "Peace, Matty, I am sorry." She looked back out the window. "I've known Franz a little while now. He's not the worst of men, but he seems content to remain with his widow. Pulling him back into this..." She looked back at you and sighed. "But I guess you are right. We cannot do this alone. Of everyone here he is most trustworthy."

"And Maggie..." you said.

Viyan put up her hand. "I thought about it, but I dislike the way she associates with the Arab physicians. She is oft in their company behind closed doors."

"You are being paranoid," you said, "She's my friend and I trust her. She'd never betray Hugo."

Viyan rocked her head side-to-side. "Mayhap," she said, "But a girl's affection changes very quickly at her age. I would not wish to have her ensnared by our spy."

You threw up your hands. "I thought it was the Arabs that were the problem!" you said, "Now its something else entirely."

She gave a frustrated growl, looked back out the window. You scooted closer to the woman, put a hand to her arm. "You can trust me," you said. Viyan's eyes softened. "If I can vouch for Maggie, you can trust that I know what I'm saying."

She rubbed her wrist. "If," she said. She looked back out the window. "Alright, you can bring in Maggie. But not Sabeen. Not until I know we can trust her."

You give in to that small demand, but plan to find a way to prove Sabeen's trustworthiness.

> go and fetch Maggie and Franz
> talk on something else first.

>>41554539
I figure he could look out the window to see anything suspicions or go for late night walks. basically inform him to keep an eye out for us. With attention for people coming and going at unusual hours and "strange" people that do not fit in here..... His main value can be to observe things and not be notice/dismissed in his inconspicuous out of the way house. were as spys would likely avoid guard patrols and places with lookouts, I doubt they would meet at the walls of ramala, more liekly on the outskirts of town.

>>41554567
Interesting. Did not know that about the Egypt shia thing. We would have to ask her about her feelings about sunni shia first.I'm not saying we can never trust her. but to come up out of the blue after she has landed in ramla on poor terms with her father.
We'd be putting alot on her plate right now, I would rather work up to Sabeen if we want her into this spy ring.

>>41554669
Well, trailing vote was to widen the net. Sabeen seems to be mostly targeted at Rosalie. Besides, as a noble rebel, I feel Maggie's brand of cunning is more apt for the job.

>>41554714
> talk on something else first.

who does chiri suspect of being our guy? also mention that he said ''two masters''

>>41554714
>> talk on something else first.
How are you doing today?

>>41554714
> go and fetch Maggie and Franz
Action, we can play chess later

>>41554731
>late night walks
>ask her about her feelings about sunni shia first

You truly know nothing, anon snow.

>>41554763
this examine what the guy said in DETAIL!

>>41554732
She's also young and impressionable. Id like to just get her in the mentality first - learning how to lie and tell the truth, for starts. We give her everything now, and we could be compromised.

>>41554823
He used the word Sappho which is greek. But then again. Our entire town speaks greek

>>41554773

This, general convesation and add playing chess later too, after that

> go and fetch Maggie and Franz

>>41554714
> talk on something else first.
Do you want to go shopping?

> go and fetch Maggie and Franz
Think about it over a day after shopping before talking to them both. For Franz, go with father to have a chat with him get a feel for his mood and mindset, see if he still wants to be useful in his age or just content to live out his days. And if we decide to bring Franz in we leave first with father, then come back alone later to speak to him more privately.

Chiri brings up a good point with maggie tho, Hugo is chasing Sabeen and Maggie has eyes on Hugo. If she gets heartbroken she might lash out irrationally or do something out of emotion. She probably could use some work and refinement before becoming a spy, but we can still use her for snooping around.

>>41554763
>>41554823
can we do this please?

>>41554941
>>41554918
>some serious shit is going down that we need to work on
>people suggest faffing around

No wonder Zoe ended up like she did

you guys do realize that Franz suddenly being back in action is going to be a big giveaway right?

>>41555000
They are asking for a CSI or hacking scene. I don't think "realize" applies, it's more "throw posts at it, surely the QM will deliver our platter soon"

>>41554823
>> talk on something else firs
>>41554763

>>41554791
So its safe to make absolute assumptions about her character on Muslim sunni and shia hate? If we are wrong we reveal our plans for aschlon. Not to mention how badly we would fk up in our brothers eyes he will send us back with father to Germany to be married.

>late night walks
As far as I can tell we don't even make patrols outside of ramla's walls, I assume we do some patrols around our and village but not beyond that.

>>41555090
Solomon regularly takes patrols out to deal with eqyptian raiders and Tancred handles bandits. It is done in the background to avoid constant micro-management.

>>41554714
Maggie & Franz are going to get us fucked over bad

backing >>41554763

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Maybe this is somewhat relevant.

>>41554995
>faffing around
Care to elaborate?

>>41555000
For training recruits or for talking to him about the local "wildlife"?

Not saying we need to or can do both, but one means hes visiting ramla on weekends to take some of the workload off of orlando the other is more us just visit him once in a while or him sending the milf's kid over to us with a letter.

"So," you said, "Do you have any suspects?"

Viyan turned a strand of hair around her finger. "It's someone that has access to the castle grounds," she said, "So perhaps a servant or one of the men-at-arms. I am only certain of who it isn't right now."

You kicked up your heels, thinking back to the conversation you had overheard.

"He called her a Sappho," you said, "What does that mean?"

Viyan smiled. "Sappho was a Greek poetess, who favoured the company of other women," she said.

"Does that mean our man is Greek?" you asked.

"Perhaps," she replied, "Or at least is educated. It's something to go on."

"He's also a pig," you said, "He couldn't wait to have her undress and..." You weren't sure what she had done but the implication made you feel a tad ill.

"What man doesn't lust for beautiful women?" Viyan said, "Only those that lust for beautiful men."

You'd heard there were men that engaged in such foul behavior, but it still made you blush to hear someone speak so openly about it.

"So we know they have access to the castle, are educated and possibly Greek, and we know they desire beautiful women," you said, "Surely that narrows it down some what."

"A little maybe," she replied, "If I knew I could move more boldly."

You sighed. This was starting to move in circles.

Although it did occur to you to start being bolder in your own investigations.

> who do you wish to investigate (nominate)

>>41555090
It is the biggest schism encompassing, faith, rulership and alliances. Adding to it Sabeen's preferences and how Wilhelm isn't known as a bloodthirsty warlord

>he will send us back with father to Germany to be married.
Now you're either trolling or playing the little girl too hard

>>41555252
Xenophens comes to mind. Greek and educated. Acces to castle ground. But doesnt Mathilde know his voice ?

>>41555252
>who do you wish to investigate (nominate)

THE JEWS!

>>41555252

I prefer to hold for the moment, she shouldsn't expose e]herself right now. It's better to expand our network with the new aditions

>>41555290
Why ? They arent really near the castle but stay in their little hamlet.

>>41555252
> who do you wish to investigate (nominate)

Achilles
the Jews (through our Handmaidens)
maybe Xenophanes
Uncle herbert

>>41555317
We arent exposing ourselves we are investigating.

>>41555252
> who do you wish to investigate (nominate)

I say try find out what Rosalie is up to

>>41555252
The town mayor? Possibly a person she let in for the night as her post of senechal demanded? We should look into her past as the man seemed to know of it as well.

>>41555347
we bloody know what Rosalie is up to

>Being blackmailed
>Being /u/
>Being a very poor spy

>>41555136
> who do you wish to investigate (nominate)
Achilles

Drop by his workshop see what gadgets or trinkets hes got, bring maggie.

>>41555374
I meant what she is up to right now.

>>41554848
Even Wilhelm uses that word!

>>41555379
Why do you want to faff around to the dude that is currently making siege weapons. He doesnt have "gadgets"?

>anons will grill the first dumbo that gets voted, blow it all up and summon Vaelys

>>41555347

beeing bolder means taking more risks, that what I meant, and I think this is not the time for that

>>41555404
He probably watched Dishonored2's trailer
SWTOR Sacrifice trailer is evidently a superior choice

>>41555252

We should put Meg and Franz to work before jumping to any conclusions

>>41555421
If only HF would let us roll INT to think up some smart plans instead of all these nonsense ones that get suggested.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>41555481
Rolling to see if we are Sherlock Holmes or Milky Holmes

>>41555562
Just Holmes, Holmes

>>41555281
Yes, I acknowledge that, I'm not saying there's no conflict between them, I'm saying that its not absolute that every Muslim can be militantly one side or another, especially when it comes to Sabeen, has not followed trational roles that she would be expected to be, plus the fact that shes a character that exists in a HF quest she may not reflect those attitudes.

>Now you're either trolling or playing the little girl too hard
I'm not understanding what your counter argument is?
I'm not fear mongering I'm stated what I think could likely happen in quest if we mess up something like this when our brother is away. And I brought up why I think its a bad idea to assume something about Sabeen and to just go in and drop this on her seemingly out of the blue when she probably has some personal things on her mind to think about. I'm trying to see this from both the character's pov and our pov.

You think of all the people Xenophanes fits it the best. At least, most obvious. You hadn't spent much time with the Reeve outside of court, and had not recognized the voice as belonging to him, but still it was worth checking. Before that though you had to get your little helpers on board.

Being in the castle, you excuse yourself from Viyan's room and return to your own to change into more suitable, womanly clothing. You wash off the muck of the day before slipping into a blue dress belted at the waist by a slim silver link chain. A pair of soft shoes and your hair brushed out and you went to find Margaret Ui Harra.

The girl was as she often was outside your company, embroiled with the Arab Mohmed. The two were clattering back and forth in that heathen tongue, the tall young man kicking along next to her. He wore a thin black beard and seemed wholly a scrawny fellow, but he had bright, intelligent eyes.

When he saw you approach he bowed and managed in some broken latin - "Good day Misteress Mah-til-da. It is a very lovely day."

"Good day Mohmed, it really is," you replied. You looked to Maggie, offering her your hand. "If you might give the two of us some privacy." He gave a slight bow, and watched the two of you depart with a funny little smile.

You took Maggie to an empty chamber. She wore a grin and her hair loose and curling around her shoulders. "What's the word, my lady?" she asked, hand on her hip.

"I thought you might be able to help me," you said, "But its a secret thing. A very dangerous thing."

Maggie's grin slipped and she inched forward. "I'm one for a bit of trouble," she said, "Whatever it is, you can count on me."

>>41555404
How is this faffing around by investigating him? hes got his own little work shop outside of our walls and he probably has free access in and out of the gate. Hes also Roman and likely educated on greek literature.
Starting to think your upset cuz I'm not agreeing with you.

>>41555465
What?

"We have a spy," you said, and told her some of what you knew. Maggie listened carefully, nodding to every word. When you mentioned you wished to investigate Xenophanes she nodded then too.

"Can't hurt," she said, "And if it ain't him it might get us closer to the real spy."

"If the spy catches you, I fear what he will do," you said, taking her hand, "Promise me you will be very careful."

She squeezed your hand, gave you that ready grin of hers. "I'll be careful, never you fear that."

You kissed the other girl on the cheek. Bless her heart for a true friend.

From there you went to town, to find Franz.

Along the way you came across a pair of men arguing loudly. A trader of little trinkets come to town, Frankish in appearance, had a local by the scruff, shouting in his face about counter-fit coins. Some boys were running to get Tancred as others were starting to swarm around the fight.

> intervene
> let the constable handle it

>>41555750
> let the constable handle it
Chain of command.

>>41555750
>> intervene
duh

>>41555750
> let the constable handle it
Not our job, maybe when it gets to court

>>41555750
>> intervene
Gentleman please calm down. The towns marshals were called and this will be investigated thoroughly.

>>41555750
> let the constable handle it

lets watch and see what happens

>>41555750
Both

Intervene to prevent them to coming to blows until the constable gets here, then let him take the lead with you in the background.

>>41555750
>> intervene

>>41555750
> intervene

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I feel as if merely informing Maggie of what's going on has raised a thousand flags of death, and getting her involved has raised a thousand more.

>>41555750
>> intervene
>> let the constable handle it

CHA intervene

>>41555868
Don't worry, now two girls are breaking up fights in the streets!

>>41555891
The acting regent of the town is breaking up the fight.

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>>41555677
Found the picture I wanted to post with.

>>41555868
Hey, Maggie is our handmaiden, and we trust her to DIE FOR US

>>41555750
> "USE TACKLE!"

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>>41555952

You step in to the scuffle. "Sirs!" you say, "Gentlemen!" you shout.

The Frankish merchant turned an ugly eye on you just as he was winding back his fist to throw a punch. The local is glaring at him, but legs shaking enough you can see he was relieved by your intervention.

"Who the hell are you?" he said, releasing his customer to loom over you, "Trying to help these greedy pests steal from me?" he held up a coin, "This coin is half lead. Cheats, nothing but cheats and liars in Ramla."

"I," you put a hand to your breast, "Am Mathilde, and this is my brother's domain. Be careful in your words lest I take personal offense."

The brows you raised to him had that fist of his lowered, but he still chewed on his lip like he wished to curse you.

Guards came up, with them Tancred. The man grinned through his moustache and you felt a little thrill run through you. His large, calloused hand fell on your shoulder and you took a sharp breath as he chuckled.

"It seems you've already met the Lioness," he said, "I hope you did nothing to earn her wrath Vincent."

The merchant looked to your constable and a smile lit his face. "Tancred you war dog," and he threw his arms around the constable's shoulder.

"An old friend," he explained, "A Venetian trader who has worked out of Jaffa. Up and down the Mediterranean."

"Just back from Alexandria," he said, "Thought I'd visit the Holy City and make some money on the way." He looked to the coin in hand and snarled at it. Then he looked back at his friend, holding the coin up in his fist. "You've got bad coins floating through your town. I want the man that gave me this scourged!"

The talk of scourging near set the so-called culprit to flight. Certainly it brought an unhappy glower to Tancred's face.

> appeal for the townsfolk
> agree with Vincent
> leave this to your constable

>>41556069
> leave this to your constable

>>41556069
>Just back from Alexandria,
Think we might just have found our spy

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>>41556069
>Venetian
>Alexandria
>New to town

suspect as fuck

>> leave this to your constable

>>41556110
I will say, to avoid the paranoia, that he is not the spy and just got to Ramla yesterday.

>>41556069
> leave this to your constable
No reason to stall everything at once

>>41556069
>> leave this to your constable
Did his voice sound like the one from the room?

>>41556069
>> appeal for the townsfolk

>>41556069
>> appeal for the townsfolk

Ask the townsman where he got the coin from. It might be money from the spy.

>>41556110
>>41556141
Fuck it, votes can't compete against this and I don't have proxies or a mobile

>>41556069
>> leave this to your constable

before we leave ask how long he has been in town & how long he'll be remaining in case we wish to ''buy'' some goods.

could he be our spy?

>>41556069
> appeal for the townsfolk
After Hugo straight up murdering that kid our family could do with a little good will

>>41556069
>> appeal for the townsfolk

he should be punished yes bur scourging? really?

>>41556163

This, the man could be passing bad coin without knowing it

>>41556069
What are we appealing? For them to give up all the counterfeit coins? So they are all guilty?

>>41556210
To not have the man scourged.

>>41556163
>>41556206
dont bother, if he did really try and pass it off knowingly hes just gonna blame the jews

>>41556220
by scourging you mean a flogging right?

>>41556222

but we have to ask no matter what man. You are assuming he would blame them but they are not even part of the conversation.

asking where the coin cme from is the most sensible thing to do.

>>41556246
Nah, we're gonna turn him into an undead abomination with our witchcraft.

>>41556069
> appeal for the townsfolk
Write-in
Scourging won't be necessary, but I will not tolerate cheats and counterfeits. He will be punished accordingly. You think for a moment. Put the man in jail, one for every fake coin he has in his possession and his home.

I hope this is satisfactory Sir?

>>41556069
>> appeal for the townsfolk

as others anons said, we should hold judgment until we hear where the mney came from

>>41556270
>Put the man in jail, one for every fake coin he has in his possession and his home.
Everybody's getting jailed!

>>41556270
"for today and one a day for everyone fake coin he has"*.

>>41556270
Just let the Tank capture the man for interrogation. He's been doing this job for months now. We could ask him to interrogate the guy where he got the coin from.

>catching up the archives
>we fucked three of the sisters
QM will we get a trait if we nail all 4?

>>41556351
>says he's catching up
>doesn't really catch up

>>41556351
he's considering it

>>41556378
Still reading that thread.

>>41556351
>"Cross my heart and Hope to die"
- Yo, you'd best not let Iovetta find out about your affairs with her family or you'll be getting nailed four times!

Alright, question the guy first, but if hes guilty then " A day in jail for every fake coin he has!
>>41556270
>>41556310
me.

>>41556444
>"The Lion and the Mouse"
- Get Iovetta to forgive you after suffering her righteous fury! [INCOMPLETE]

>>41556444
>implying she wont be too exhausted after the Chiri-Wilhelm threesome to care

>>41556444
>implying she will care

yeah right, she got our report fromAdelaide, she knows where she's getting into

is kill ?

>>41556663
hes having trouble posting check his twitter

Goddamnit

>>41556777
Yeah I had some trouble a moment too, capatch or something, I just closed and refreshed opened a new tab.

>>41556850
>>41556850
for you fucks not on twitter he is going to give it an hour and try posting again

>>41556952
You sound like a tumblrite.

>>41557007
ha im def not

Test

Back.

"I expect this to be dealt with carefully," was all the instruction you gave. He nodded, hand to his sword hilt and blowing out a frustrated breath. You left him with the bickering Vincent and the cowering peasant, and continued on to Franz's lodging.

A knock on the door brought a brown Greek boy. He looked at you with a frown. Then he looked over his shoulder. Then back to you. He was rather good looking, it caught your breath a little. He had a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

"Can I help you?" he asked, leaning on the door frame.

"Peter!" a woman called to the boy, grabbed him and pulled him back, "Master Achilles needs you. Go, boy, go." A buxom woman, his mother, she pushed the boy out the door and past you. He had an exasperated look on his face as he stumbled past.

The woman took his place in the doorway, glaring after her boy. She threw up a hand at her son when he stopped to glare back at her, so that he kept walking.

"Lazy boy, just like his father," she said. Then she turned her attention to you. Her head cocked to the side. "You aren't one of his girlfriends," she said, "Don't even think about taking up with my boy. He is a fool."

You hadn't planned too. "Good woman, I am looking for Franz," you said with a respectful half-bow.

Her lips softened and her eyes grew wide. "Oh yes," she said, "Please come in. Franz is still resting." She let you into their home, a round eating area, and disappeared back behind a bead curtain.

Soon enough she came with Franz grumbling in half dress, smoothing the hair that stood from the side of his head. When he saw you though the grumbles stopped and he gave a happy smile.

"Brat," he said.

"Horse face," you said.

And then he took you under his arm, rubbing your head until it brought a happy laugh out of you. You squirmed your way free, panting, and the old man looked like he might grab you again, but his woman stopped him.

"Please, let our guest sit, I'll get some food and drink," she said, and then kissed Franz n his bald pate. The happy smile he gave his widow made you giggle with a slight blush. You took a seat next to him.

"You've grown," he said, taking up a cup of beer, "Damn my eyes but I'll have to get my bow and skinning knife, to keep the young bucks away."

You giggled. "Every man says that, and I wonder how many of them I should be worried about?" you said, teasing your uncle. It just made the old Jew roll his eyes.

His widow came and put an arm across his chest. "I'll be out," she said, "Just need to pick up some thread." He squeezed her hand and they shared a kiss before she departed.

She left to share a plate of fruit, and you took a slice of apple.

"What is your visit about, snot nose?" he asked, "You've not come to call all this time."

You felt a light squeeze on your heart as you remembered the purpose of this visit.

> just visiting my uncle
> I need your help...

>>41557325
>> I need your help...
DEATH FLAGS!

>>41557325
>> I need your help...
"We're family and family help each other in times of need."

>>41557325
> just visiting my uncle

If we are suspected I'd rather leave some false leads

>>41557325
> just visiting my uncle
Work up to the question but first we haven't seen our beloved uncle in over atleat a year or more lets get caught up.

If this were CK 2 how high would be Charizard's intrigue?

I like how our squire is listed as our equipment.

>>41557325
> just visiting my uncle

Gonna break the tie

>>41557402
Assuming the following traits with the default base of 5 average across the board, and also assuming that these are Chiri's traits translated correctly.

Base Intrigue = 5
Education: Elusive Shadow = +9
Genetic Trait: Quick = +3
Lifestyle Trait: Master Seductress = +2
Virtuous Trait: Diligent = +1
Virtuous Trait: Patient = +1
Sinful Trait: Lustful = +1
Other Trait: Deceitful = +3

Total = 25

Intrigue of 25. When the average is around 9-10, yeah-- I'd say that Chiri is a scary spymistress if we make her our ghost.

>>41557507
But Anon there are no shadows when your CHA lights up the room

>>41557507
>quick
>implying Chiri is Genius

Solomon is the spy.

>>41557536
Meh? She's not all knowing but given that she's multilingual and versed in medicine and the scholastic arts, I'd say she's a few notches above the average intelligence.

Genius level? Probably, but not safe to assume. She is a quick learner if her character backstory was any indication.

>>41557536
would you classify photographic memory under genius though?

Lead: 90+8(98)
War: 78+15(93)
Int: 88+10(98)
Cha: 94+4(98)
Wil is OP as fuck when fully equipped.

>>41557602

And solobro is WAR:101 without augmentation.

>>41557602
Mathilde and Hugo are the same grade of person unequipped.

You thought about soliciting your uncle's help right away, but the way he was smiling made you pause.

"Why, I just wished for your dear company," you said, taking his hand in yours.

That actually made his eyes narrow. "Since when were you so sweet natured?" he asked.

"Can't I be sweet for my favourite uncle?" you asked back, batting your lashes with a slight pout.

He growled a little but had to hide his grin behind his hand. "You'll be a real monster with some years on you," he said. He took your hand and pushed up your sleeve to show your bandages. "If you don't lose your wits playing fool games with Saracens and the like. We've heard about you playing at men's sports even down here. Wrestling with that horse woman and getting drummed around the yard by your brother."

Excuse him, but you recalled doing some of the drumming yourself.

"Do you think it unseemly?" you asked, a note of injury creeping into your voice.

He gave an uncomfortable look, like a sad frown. "It's not what I think," he said, "But other men think your tastes are a bit...unnatural. Playing the man. Too much of that can lead to a bonfire with you for tinder."

That had you give a little gasp. You knew the unnatural, the sodomites and the ones who played at different genders, were meant to be burned at the stake if they did not repent. You did not think your action had flirted with such behaviour. You'd never witnessed such a thing, but you recalled a pair of sodomites being hanged not far from Trier before your departure for the Holy Land.

"I do not think brother is the sort to burn a man alive," you said.

"Maybe," Franz said, "But best not put him in an uncomfortable position."

He got up to pour himself another beer. Poured you one too while he was there. He set it down next to you.

"How's your mother?" he asked with such concern it made you frown.

"Trying to tame Giselle," you replied. A wasted effort. He smiled for it though. You drank a little of the beer. You were more one for wine.

"Hermann's been around," Franz said,, stretching out an arm, "It's good to see the old wine-sack again. You wouldn't know it to look at him, but he was a handsome man in his youth. Very strong." You wouldn't believe it. "He has been lost as of late. For a while I think. Ever since Gretchen died."

You did not know much about how your father, Franz and Uncle Hermann had come to be as close as brothers together. It involved a siege back when they were boys. Franz had pulled your father from a burning siege tower. That's as much as was ever said, and only to justify why he might let a Jew into his home, Christened or not.

You didn't particularly want to hear about Hermann no matter the reason.

> ask about his life in the village
> draw him into your plan
> let him ramble

>>41557657
>> let him ramble
Get him all comfortable and then we'll direct the conversation towards his loyalty to our family, then he'll be obligated to help us in our endeavor.

>>41557626
>give Solobro all Wil's war equip
>he fights like it's a dynasty warriors game

>>41557657
> draw him into your plan

ask him if he's seen anything suspicious in the town & tell him to keep a lookout for future trouble and if he does see it invite us over for a drink

>>41557675

Now thats a plan...

We hand him our damascus steel sword. Hes already cutting shit like a hot knife through butter with his basic sword.

What if we give him the medieval equivalent of a lighsaber.

>>41557657
>> let him ramble
> ask about his life in the village

I get the feeling getting Franz into the plan is a bad idea. He is just not cut out for that kind of thing

>>41557698
He takes Aschlon's gates by himself.

>>41557698
>What if we give him the medieval equivalent of a lighsaber.
Damascus steel was basically lightsaber grade back in that time period.

Unless you feel like hoofing it back in time to 200 AD Han China, yeah, Damascus steel is the way to go.

>>41557717
But nobody suspects a senior citizen as a spy!

>>41557657
>> let him ramble
Then
> ask about his life in the village

Loving the glimses in the past.

>>41557751
>Putting glimpses above court intrigue that could kill us

do de do

>>41558249

Oh hey, its working again.

>>41558261
HF is dead though

You decide that Tancred knows his business.
"Back when we were young men we worked for the archbishop of the day," he said, "Your father on his destrier, Hermann on foot with his long-axe, and me with a bow. Wasn't just us either. There were other men in those days, and women too. Hard-Head, Bert, Georges the Swabian. Otis and Lucinda. Good people. All dead now." He drank. Eyes shimmering with nostalgia. "The archbishop had us do all kinds of mischief. I remember one time there was this lover, some young Spanish buck, messing around with the archbishop's favourite girl. We gave him a scare. Dragged him out into the woods with horns stuck to his head, chased him like he was deer. Lucky for him your dad let him go, a lesson well learned. If it had been up to the archbishop he'd have lost his balls."

He drank some more.

"Your pa and me didn't like each other at first," he said, "But that changed after our first real battle. You shed blood beside a man, it changes you. He dragged me out of the path of a stone would have splattered my head all over the courtyard. Took an arrow for me too. Didn't even think, just did it. That's how your old man was. A real bastard, but in the thick of it the finest man you'd ever want next to you."

He finished his cup. You finished yours.

"Not to say he was the greatest fighter, that's why we had Hermann, but your dad had a way of keeping us all together. Had an eye for the movement of battle. If he'd had a better start in life he could have been a more important man. Leading armies. Instead of just a grubby team or murder-men for the arch-bishop. I tell you though, it never stopped him from fucking a princess or two." Franz laughed, and then remembered that you were a tender girl of thirteen and cursed himself for a fool.

"Forgive an old man his crude stories," he said, taking your empty cup, "Those days of raising hell are long gone."

He filled both with water.

> draw him into your scheme
> leave him out of it

>>41558430
>You decide that Tancred knows his business.
Whoops, that's what I get for copy pasting off a word document.

>>41558430
> draw him into your scheme

see >>41557684

also interesting to know that Hermann wasn't always a coward

>>41558430
>Lucinda

wait where have I heard that name before?

>>41558430
>> leave him out of it

Old tancred has earned rest. We get him if we need muscle to confront. Right now, if he snoops around himself, he might get into trouble. The girls find the spy before we bring him in.

>>41558430

> draw him into your scheme