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[15, Month I - 288AC]

“Smith guide my hand,” your voice comes in short whispered bursts, the phrase repeating over and over as you set hand to task, each word accompanying a blow from the small hammer in your hand to the backplate of your armor. The past week you had spent meticulously repairing every minor and major blemish, dent, or scratch you could find from the previous weeks. At first there had been a worry that your hand had forgotten, so long it had been since it had needed to repair your armour in earnest, perhaps two years ago if your memory served you right, after the Tourney in Grimarbour. You paused, rubbing your thumb over the metal and sniffling, the few candles you had left to light were burning low inside your makeshift chapel. The morning had a crisp winter air to it that permeated the stone building and left goose pimples upon your bare arms and chest. Otherwise the morning was quiet and peaceful, something you had in short supply as of late, the silence brings you solace in these troubled times.

Parwyn Waynwood whistles a song outside the doors, where he was to wait every morning until you were done. Continuing to examine the last of the dents you had smoothed out, you almost crack a smile, the work was finally almost done, gathering your polish and rags you set to task of bringing the final piece of your full plate back to the immaculate standards you held for yourself. You could hear the excitement upon the boy’s tune as your voice continued to whisper its short prayer, you had promised to begin training in arms with the lad today. He had told you the night prior after morning prayer when inquired that he had some training with Ironoaks Master-at-Arms, Ser Marc Terrick, a name you recognized surprisingly, he had gotten relatively far in the Melee two years past and was amongst the final ten along with yourself. Your own sword had put the man down, after weathering his relentless barrage of mace strikes, you had to purchase a new shield afterwards, so at the very least you knew the boy had at least something of an idea of arms.

>>1803801
All my love Father

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A wisp of smoke comes your way from the hollows of the chapel, a brisk wind having gone through the loose stones and assaulting to your face ruffling your beard and hair a touch. You pause and scratch at the former, perhaps you could do for a shave soon, mayhaps when you visit Strong Song. Your thoughts turned to the Belmores, and a slight frown clouds your otherwise happy demeanor, you had received a response from Lord Benedar Belmore, that Maffew Shett had thankfully read, and requested your visit fall upon the twenty-fifth and last until the twenty-eighth. When questioned why the length, Maffew merely shrugged his shoulders, assuming Lord Benedar must have had more to speak to you of than just your recent troubles or perhaps he was planning something. The grumbles after had fallen upon deaf ears and you had pressed him to continue hoping from news from the Eyrie, though the response from Nestor Royce regarding your petition of the Dawntower had not yet come. Maffew and Ser Trevor Trant had both assured you it would come today, so you hoped at least. The rest of the past week had been a solemn event, your remaining men had taken to the task of cleaning up the bodies, destruction, and vandalism the turn-cloaks had caused during the attack. A few of the leftover scouts, now ‘Bowmen had been tasked with scouring the Whitestone attempting to find this supposed hidden escape route, to little avail as far as you had been made aware, a thought that annoyed you. Asher Har- Ser Asher Harp, rather, had suggested you needed a more dedicated and trained group of men to do the task, those leftovers simply didn’t have the manpower nor knowledge of the Whitestone as the veterans had to complete the task.

You sigh, looking upon the polish of your backplate before looking up to your shrine, charcoal paintings of the Seven aspects, the Father, Mother, Crone, Warrior, and Smith all had a candle place beneath them, you had suspected today you would need more guidance in the deliverance of your House from disaster than you had needed in the previous weeks combined. The boy’s tune stops and you can tell he is growing impatient, a quick glance to the ceiling tells you that it was mid-morning by now, or a fair guess of it from the way the sun shined through the cracked roof. Licking your thumb and forefinger you carefully put the candles out, offering a final prayer to each. The lingering odorless smoke clouds the small room as you sit in peaceful prayer and thought a moment longer.

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Your body ached the strains of active combat for the better part of half a month, your mind felt as if it had been a mill without wind its sails for far too long creaking back to life, but through it all you had begun to feel like yourself again. A rare thing since the Rebellion in truth. Even the blue of your eyes felt more crisp and clear like the winter sky than they had in years as they stared back at you in the reflection of your mother’s mirror. Perhaps you had begun to come to the summit of the mountain that your mind had felt trapped upon for all of these years, the promise of light and the end of your challenges in drawing distance. Parts of you that had been forgotten had begun to reawaken, while others that had begun to creep in were pushed down once more.

>Ability Reallocation
Due to Character Generation being a confusing affair done late at night I am going to allow us to go back and redo a small portion of it.

I will allow you to drop one of three skills to 1, either Deception, Stealth, or Thievery, in exchange for 50 EXP. Please note however that this means Landon is almost entirely incapable of performing said action, whether it is a mental block such as being too Honor-Bound to lie or steal or an inability to be quiet and precise in order to be stealthy or thieve. This will be Landon’s burden but perhaps a self imposed one, in no way will this affect your other stats or abilities, just the designated ability if chosen. Regardless, this EXP will be spent as you typically spend it during Character Generation but only upon certain skills as detailed below:

>Skills you MAY spend EXP on:
Athletics
Agility
Animal Handling
Awareness
Endurance
Fighting
Knowledge
Marksmanship
Survival
Warfare
Will

>Skills you MAY NOT spend EXP on:
Cunning
Deception
Healing
Language
Persuasion
Status
Stealth
Thievery

The picture attached explains how we spend this EXP at Character Generation but here is an additional breakdown for how you may spend the 50 EXP you gain. You may:

>Spend 10 EXP to raise an Ability at 2 to 3
>Spend 40 EXP to raise an Ability at 2 to 4
>Spend 30 EXP to raise an Ability at 3< to the next appropriate level

So votes:

Drop an ability to 1 for an additional 50 EXP?
>Yay
>Nay

If Yay, which Ability?
>Deception
>Stealth
>Thievery

If yay, please offer suggestions on how you would like to spend this additional EXP. Do remember that you are only allowed to spend this on Abilities, not specialities, and only those detailed above. Any questions regarding this process feel free to ask, the system can be confusing.

>>1803801
Can't participiate since I live in the UK and like to get up at 5am,but I really like reading through this when a session is over.

excellent quest

>>1803814
>Yay

>Thievery


Endurance

>>1803814
>Yay
>Thievery
Endurance and Athletics.

>>1803814
>>Yay
>Thievery

And let's boost endurance

>>1803814
>Yay

>Thievery

Increase
Endurance, Awareness, Animal Handling

Oh and because I'm an idiot and forgot to include it, Landon's character sheet:

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1Nns7W-QIAngHsIM6j8XZR8_mCwRMnO8GArf6lSZw2aE/edit?usp=sharing

>>1803836
Wait how much does it cost to raise something from 4 to 5?

Endurance is at 5 and I'm not sure how much total exp we have

>>1803814
I say Yay, and lower Thievery.

Deception and Stealth can have a place in a noble knight's life, when the truth must be protected, and the agents of evil be taken by surprise, but Thievery has no place.

As to spending it, I'd say boosting Will and Awareness. Too much has slipped beneath our notice so far. Clearly, we must open our eyes. And given how much of what we do we do for duty, a strong Will is needed to remain pure.

We can save the last 10 for later.

>>1803840
Endurance is at 4, Fighting is at 5.

>>1803844
typo, I meant to say endurance is at 4, hence the question

>>1803828
Second

>>1803814
>yay
>thievery

Raise awareness to 4 and survival to 3

>>1803840
30, leaving you with 20 left over. It is essentially Landon spending the 70 on it from the Character Generation

>>1803842
>We can save the last 10 for later.
You cannot, it all must be spent now.

>>1803828
Sounds good enough to me

>>1803814
>Yay
>Thievery

Fighting and endurance

>>1803851
okay in light of that

I'll add
>Raise Awareness
>Raise animal handling

to>>1803831

because we'll have that leftover twenty

>>1803857
Why ain't yeah picking a single fighty skill. You a fag?

>>1803860
those two are useful to have anon, and we'll have our regular level up soon for fighty stuff.

>>1803851
Yeah, that's fair, now that I think about it.

Then
>WIll
>Awareness
>Animal Handling.

>>1803860
Animal Handling is used in plenty of combat situations, from Trample moves to simply staying ahorse during combat, which gives us increased movement to offset our heavy armor.

Awareness determines Combat initiative, as well as raising our Intrigue defense in a way that's more consistent with our character than raising our Cunning or Status (neither of which we can raise anyway)

Alright, so it looks like Endurance for 30 is pretty much a lock.

Also looks like Awareness for 10 is a lock or at least the runner up.

So we have 10 left and that one is kind of split.

Quick vote, spend final 10 EXP on?
>Animal Handling
>Survival

>>1803873
Yeah but if we grab them now we can become even stronker when we level up for real

>>1803882
>Survival

We need at least some true grit in us

>>1803882
>>Animal Handling

>>1803814
>yay
>Thievery
raise endurance
I think we shousd take our squire out for some training
Maybe one of the twins can come with us

>>1803882
Survival, so we can hunt real good

>>1803882
>animal handling

>>1803882
Animal Handling

>>1803882
>>Animal Handling

>>1803882
>Animal handling

>>1803882
>>Animal Handling
For Benny

>>1803882
>>Animal Handling

>>1803882
>>Animal Handling

Alrighty then, Animal Handling it is.

So in summary:
>Endurance from 4 to 5
>Animal Handling from 2 to 3
>Awareness from 2 to 3
>Thievery from 2 to 1

>Combat Defense from 15 to 16
>Intrique Defense from 7 to 8
>Health from 12 to 15

Damn Landon look at you, now we're talking like a walking tank. Just need to get you into some better armour now.

So that went smoothly, probably helped we talked about it at the end of the last thread. I am going to run a quick errand to the store to get some food and then I'll be back with the next update which will be some training time with Parwyn, time to shape a young mind.

>>1803917
I thought endurance was already 5?

>>1803917
We seriously should look into getting a set of full heavy plate armor coated in silver and gold etchings. Dark Paladin of the Seven

>>1803922
it was a 4, fighting was a 5

>>1803923
We're not Dontos, pure silver for the seven that are one

>>1803933
Can anybody else imagine Dontos crushing hard on Landon, but he's too dense to notice?

>>1803941
Lyn is already doing that.

>>1803814
>I will allow you to drop one of three skills to 1, either Deception, Stealth, or Thievery, in exchange for 50 EXP.
>>1803432
>>1803646
Hey QM, I'm one of the anons who are currently figuring out the rulebook. An anon already answered my counter-Deception question. Mediafire had some difficulty loading for me for a while for whatever reason.
To check, were we able to have more than one disability at character generation, or was it always limited to one?

>Drop an ability to 1 for an additional 50 EXP?
>>Yay
>If Yay, which Ability?
Thievery > Deception > Stealth.
>You may:
Still figuring out what skills would fit us.

>>1803882
>>1803917
I'm not sure what this distribution looks like, but this seemed to have gone pretty well.

>>1803941
>I meet a very nice knight today
>We spent all day training and he was much better with a sword then me
>after we were done we helped each other clean off our sweat covered bodies and talked of the seven
>I like making friends

>>1803933
A set of mirror polished silver armor etched with the seven pointed star. Mayhaps with a completely enclosed helm, preventing them from even glimpsing our face as we shield bash them into oblivion.

>>1803961
See Grallners muscles rippled like waves beneath his sweat sewed skin as I cleaned him. I could feel the heat from his exercises through the damp coolness of the cloth...

>>1803961
>>1803969
I just stopped writing to look at the thread real quick and I am fucking dying of laughter.

>>1803983
The Lewdness shall only increase

>>1803983
Glad we could make your day better, I would have made more but this is a blue board. Blue like Ser Landon's sun kissed eyes

>>1804004
And like Dontos's balls.

You felt as if the days of burden and trial had worn upon you the point of acceptance, you could on for longer, endure more. Your mind was no longer the slow cog that turned with rust, rather it had grown sharper more aware. Warrior felt more comfortable under you once more, the press of your heel and click of your tongue gathering the proper response without the needless further pushing. With a final deep breath you arise, feeling reinvigorated, ready for the day’s trials that were surely to come. You pull on your gambeson, lace up your boots and place your armour carefully back upon its stand, today was the only day of the week you did not wear your armour, a single day every Seven where you allowed yourself the respite of the burden. The gambeson had been a gift, unsurprisingly from Ser Cador Belmore during his previous visit, you hadn’t noticed it until after he left. A short note, that Maffew had read, said that he didn’t expect you to wear doublets and finery much longer past the final day of his visit and that the navy blue gambeson with the little golden griffon stitched upon the breast would have to do. It had brought a smile to your face, a short one, but one all the same. Your old gambeson had been years old and stunk like a wet dog caked in auroch feces, the color had been roughly the same as well, you were thankful to have gotten rid of it. Strapping your sword belt on you exit the chapel to be greeted by the mountain air and an incredibly excited young boy looking up to you.

“Follow squire,” you state simply, boots trudging through the snow with satisfying crunch every step of the way. The boy bounds after you in your footsteps, attempting to keep his composure. You remember that excitement, when you had first learned that you would be squiring for Lord Emmerst Earp, your father had told you upon your eleventh nameday. The man had been a Knight once you were told, before spoil and gluttony had all but taken his ability to walk away from him. He only trained with you periodically occasionally deciding to step into the ring with his squire only to be pushed back by your relentless assaults from everything you had learned from the old Master-at-Arms, Ser Vardin, he had been amongst those that had left with your uncle to Wall. Soon Lord Emmerst stopped even bothering and you found yourself with a hunger to prove yourself to the man. Perhaps you once thought it was because you were not good enough, unworthy of his teachings. But now… You knew it was because he had been a coward, hiding behind his trained dogs.

Banishing the thought with an audible grunt, having climbed over the rope fence that separated the training yard from the main garden and courtyard. The area had been cleared of snow by your request, a few of the ‘Bowmen practiced in the corner with their newly made Knight of a Captain, Ser Asher Harp. He was drilling the newer recruits and getting everyone up to speed. Unsurprisingly the man had taken little care for his new title beyond lauding it at dinner the past few nights. But you could see a slight change in the man, he held himself higher and had taken to his duties as Captain with even more fervor and commitment than before. Perhaps it was the common-born bond you had shared but you felt a kinship with the man unlike the one you shared with the true Noble Knights. You looks your way quick and tips his cap before turning back to his men.

Ser Michel is about with Ser Bryen Belmore practicing as well, the latter is absolutely demolishing the former in arms, his form more practiced and precise than the Sisterman. Ser Bryen had by your own request begun to train with your least practiced Knight, Michel had reacted with annoyance at first but had at the very least taken to the training for your sake. In general training and drilling had doubled by your request since the turncloaks attack and Lady Wylla’s secreting away, you refused to allow such undisciplined thoughts to creep back into your men’s minds and hearts. If only you could impose mandatory mass after dinner, but lacking a Septon to give it you only could lead the few of your men in prayer that decided to take it with you at the end of the day.

Parwyn beats you to the rack holding the various practice weapons, wooden swords, blunted steel, things to learn the finer points of parry and riposte or to get use to the weight and bulk of a shield in one hand and control of the sword in the other. The majority of the weapons were swords of various lengths, a few spears and a mace along with a smattering of shields only one of which was a piece similar to your tower shield though the shape was different. Picking out a sword similar to your own you heft the shield into place and look at Parwyn who is yet undecided.

“What do you wish to learn Parwyn?” you ask.

“The sword,” he says without a look, “My aunti- Lady Waynwood, had told me there were few Knights so skilled with a sword as you when she told me I was to squire here or that she would request I be. Ser Marc could use a mace real good but his sword skills were lacking, I was getting bored with his lessons.”

“The mace is the weapon of an unpracticed man,” you state simply, picking up a sword and allowing Parwyn to feel its balance only for it to fall to the ground in his hands. He smiles weakly and you help place it back to find another.

"I would also like to learn how to joust," he says with a smile, "I can ride at the rings well enough."

You were not the best jouster, it simply hadn't been a part of your training in your youth. There was a manageable aspect of it if pressed you could make a show it, but it simply wasn't your forte. Ser Trevor Trant was the best jouster in the Household, and surely Ser Bryen Belmore was acceptable with the form as well you think. Perhaps you could not teach him properly but one of them could while you taught him to ride or learn alongside him.

What would you like Parwyn Waynwood to learn? (This will become his main combat form)
>Sword and Heavy Shield
>Bastard Sword and Buckler
>Greatsword

Who would you like to help teach Parwyn how to Joust?
>Ser Trevor Trant
>Ser Bryen Belmore
>No one, you'd do it yourself

>Please roll 5d6 for Fighting(Training).

In crunch terms, Parwyn is going to be treated like a Cohort, he will gain EXP at half the rate you do and Landon’s teachings will help him learn skills and spend that EXP appropriately. Right now he has 8 EXP.

Rolled 2, 6, 4, 2, 6 = 20 (5d6)

>>1804086
>>Bastard Sword and Buckler
>Ser Trevor Trant

>>1804086
>Sword and Heavy Shield

>Whoever got the most jousting skills.

Rolled 1, 3, 4, 2, 5 = 15 (5d6)

>>1804086
>Sword and Heavy Shield
>Ser Trevor Trant

Rolled 5, 1, 6, 6, 3 = 21 (5d6)

>>1804086
>bastard sword and buckler
>ser trevor trant

Rolled 1, 2, 2, 5, 6 = 16 (5d6)

>>1804086
>Sword and Heavy Shield
>Trevor

Rolled 4, 2, 3, 3, 1 = 13 (5d6)

>>1804086
>>Sword and Heavy Shield
>whoever is the best Jouster.

Rolled 3, 2, 4, 4, 1 = 14 (5d6)

>>1804086
>5d6
>Sword and Heavy Shield
There needs to be more tanks.
>Ser Trevor Trant
Or whoever can help him learn how to Joust best.

Rolled 6, 4, 1, 4, 1 = 16 (5d6)

>>1804086
>What would you like Parwyn Waynwood to learn? (This will become his main combat form)
>>Sword and Heavy Shield

>Who would you like to help teach Parwyn how to Joust?
>>Ser Trevor Trant

>>1804086
>What would you like Parwyn Waynwood to learn? (This will become his main combat form)
>>Sword and Heavy Shield


>Who would you like to help teach Parwyn how to Joust?
>>Ser Trevor Trant

>>1804109
Second.
It's our bread and butter

Ser Landon Grallner’s Training
DC: 15
Roll: 21
Success, Two Degrees.

“Ser Trevor Trant may be better suited to teach you the joust,” you tell him picking up a sword more suited for his size and handing it to him to balance against, you can see him struggle to hold it up properly but remember that is how you started as well.

Deciding to teach him what you knew best you gather up the largest shield he could possibly handle on his own and show Parwyn the proper way to strap it against his forearm, so as to not become a tangle mess or loss control of it. You can see him go red in the face the first time he hefts it into place and then looks up to you with an unsure smile

“I will help teach you to ride,” you state simply, “Ser Trevor will take up the task of teaching you to joust properly. I will inform him after at our meeting, you will begin this afternoon before dinner.”

“Yes Ser,” he responds and you nod waving him to follow after.

The next few hours are spent with getting Parwyn familiar with the new weight upon his arm and maintaining his form even when he felt unbalanced by it. You admit it is rather difficult to teach the young stringy lad to use such a heavy shield from the get go, any time you attempt to spare with him his guard drops almost immediately and you give him a quick whack to get him back in line. His sword arm is somewhat more practiced, you assume his elder brother had been teaching him on the side, he knows how to handle the long sword at least. Doesn’t help him much against your own skill but he is making the attempt at least. By the end of it you have worked up a sweat but Parwyn is a mess of bumps, bruises, sweat and a little blood where he accidentally hit himself in the nose with the shield. You give him leave to get himself cleaned up and to join you for luncheon when he is able. Telling the boy good first lesson you send him on his way, watching him limp off with about half the energy as before but his face brightens when you tell him training will resume tomorrow.

>Landon EXP Gained - 2, total 17.

While you walk into the Whitestone you clean yourself off with a towel, handing it off to a servant as she passes with a look that lingers far longer than it should, something you quickly end with a stern gaze. Two of your newer guards, Will and Don wait at the entrance to the great hall and snap off sloppy salutes to you as you pass by them, opening the door on your own, you’d need to work at that. Inside Ser Trevor Trant and Maffew Shett are waiting for you in utter silence, sitting at opposite ends of the table and hardly regarding each other with more than a passing look. This is the first time you had managed to get the two in the same room since the betrayal. The other was bitter and angry but no more with themselves than the other or so they had told you. Hard looks and stern words managed to quell their pettiness, but you doubted it would last until they were made to work together again in earnest. They were still your two best advisors, even if the trust between the three of you had been shattered and needed to be rebuilt from scratch.

They both stand as you take your seat, offering a salute and a bow. Maffew evens out his pile of papers as you bid them both sit and you settle in.

“It was a good day Landon,” Maffew begins, “Recieved the first shipment of the processed silver from the Smelter, with word from your brothers. Nestor Royce has sent his response regarding your petition of the Dawntower. And I’ve a few items of note and trade from Gulltown and further down the Greatgorge. Oh and another invitation to a melee come next month, hosted by House Blyth of Krayenport.”

Trevor sniffs and produces two letters, “Had a surprising letter come in today, report from the field, from the goat herder village, apparently a few of our scouts yet lived and have been banded together by one of the few remaining men loyal to you. And…” he snaps his fingers and two men in wildly different garb enter the great hall and kneel before the table, “When you sent out a call for a Captain for the Whitestone Keep Guard we received word from several men, after weeding through the riff-raff I came down to these two. Ser Steffon Stonesifer and Ser Russell of the Roseroad. Sers, introductions?”

“Ser Trant, Ser Grallner,” the respond in kind nodding towards the two of you.

The man in lighter garb, brigandine more than likely, who holds a spear and a buckler starts first, “Ser Russell of the Roseroad, milord. Knighted by Ser Cassian, a Hedge Knight and old friend during the Rebellion, was a commander of spearmen under Lord Caswell’s service for seven years. Know how to fight in tight corners, how to use a crossbow, and all. Guarding been my job most me life, when I heard your summons I was upon a ship to White Harbor, stopped over in Gulltown to resupply, thought to meself never been to the Mountains, could use a change of scenery, and so I am here, ready to offer me services and experience.”

“Ser Russell is from the Reach,” Trevor offers, which you are thankful for, not knowing where House Caswell was located, “Disciplined and good men. They know how to use their numbers properly.”

The second begins after, “Ser Steffon Stonesifer if it pleases you Ser,” he says his voice slightly more remained, he’s carrying a greatsword and wears half plate, his surcoat just grey, “Knighted by father, Ser Morton Stone.”

You give Trevor a glance and he holds up a hand and tells Ser Steffon to continue.

“I am his legitimate son,” he states firmly, “He married my mother with my grandfather’s blessing. I took this name to honor him and our family when I was made a Knight. I came to your House from the northeast, my grandfather’s lands have been all but devastated by the Moon Swallows. My father, my mother, my grandfather and two of my half brothers were all killed by attacks. House Hersy, my sole surviving half-brother’s liege, sits upon their hands, too scared to commit to battle with clansmen and placing the blame upon your own House as they come from your lands. My half-brother is too young to rule the House, Lord Hersy’s steward now does it, and he dismissed me from my post as Captain of the Guard because I wished to commit our forces to fending off future attacks of the smallfolk, not the tower which lay in half ruin already.
I do not see things their way, I see it as another Lord too lazy to commit to his people and bannermen, only looking to protect his coin. I came in hopes of offering my services to you, so that they may serve in cleansing the lands of this menace once and for all.”

Ser Trevor grunts and nods to both before turning to you.

Who would you like as the Captain of the Whitestone Keep Guard?
>Ser Russell of the Roseroad
>Ser Steffon Stonesifer

What would you like to talk about next?
>The Melee Invitation
>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village
>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804215
>>Ser Steffon Stonesifer
We owe him for the fact we didn't stop the moon swallows sooner.
>The Melee Invitation

>>1804215
>While you walk into the Whitestone you clean yourself off with a towel, handing it off to a servant as she passes with a look that lingers far longer than it should, something you quickly end with a stern gaze.

Begone temptress!

>Ser Steffon Stonesifer

>The Melee Invitation

Is what we are most comfortable with

>>1804215
>>Ser Steffon Stonesifer

I know he's the son of a bastard, but from the dialogue he seems more our type.Ser Russell seems a bit too casual in his manner.

>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village

>>1804215
>>Ser Russell of the Roseroad
Ser Stonesifer seems more outgoing, see if we could make him either captain of the guard for our village or a leadership in our infantry.

>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village

>>1804215
>Ser Steffon Stonesifer
>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village

>>1804215
>>Ser Steffon Stonesifer
>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village

>>1804215
>ser steffon
He may be a bastard but we owe him a blood debt

>>1804232
Well now that I see that Stonebro is winning, offer my suggestion to Russ.

>>1804215
>ser russel

but mention to the other that we will be forming a push into Swallow lands as soon as able and that he may find a place among our push into the mountains. In the meantime they are both welcome in our home and to train in our yard.

>the tourney

>>1804249
>>1804227
Being born within wedlock from a bastard does not taint the child born. He is in the clear.

>>1803801
honestly stonesifer is an ill fit for captain of the castles guard. he seems better suited to fighting clansmen which will hopefully happen far from our door.

and the roseroad has experience with short quarters.

>>1804257
That was my reasoning too.

>>1804215
For captain
>>Ser Russell of the Roseroad
Stonesifer seems like he would be happier out in the field.

>Nestor Royce's response

Alright, Stonesifer wins. Also throw in the offer that Russell is welcome to your home and to train until he needs to move on, as all Hedge Knights do.

Goats and Tourney are tied so I'll just do both, they're both short things anyway.

>>1804215
>>Ser Russell of the Roseroad
but
Offer Stonesifer a place here, he can still fight the moon swallows with us

>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village

Worse comes to worse anons we form another unit in the future and broach the topic of Stone switching to captain it instead of sitting in the castle if thats what ends up happening.

>>1804295
true, hopefully we will be forming units and kicking ass in a fairly short amount of time.

>>1804215
>Ser Russell of the Roseroad
He's better as a Guard Captain.
Give an offer to Ser Steffon Stonesifer to join us or Captain our next patrolling unit. As the others said, we owe him.
>The Mysterious Report from the Goat Village
Help out the raided folk.

>>1804269
>>1804295
This is also fine.

>>1804309
Hopefully all this traitor and bandit purging will give us valuable experience for the Greyjoy Rebellion.

>>1804333
Our warfare is only at 3. depressing

>>1804348
We're still young, and a raised peasant so it makes sense

>>1804374
true, but we may sorely miss ser Cador in the coming weeks.

Well its a chance for trent to redeem himself at any rate.

I'm just worried more saboteurs or worse assassins will slip in.

“Ser Steffon Stonesifer, I would like to extend the offer as Captain of the Whitestone Keep Guard to you, I am sure you spoke of incomes, duties, and expectations with Ser Trevor Trant prior to this meeting?”

“Of course Ser, and I would be glad to accept, thank you, I knew you were not like the Lord Hersy.”


Turning to Ser Russell you say, “Ser I welcome you to my House but simply have not place for you, you are welcome to my home and yard to train until such time as you are required to leave.”

“It is welcomed milord,” he says, “If it pleases you, I’d like to travel to Strong Song, as I understand you will be doing within a week’s time. Perhaps I may offer my services to Lord Belmore.”

“Of course Ser Russell,” you respond and dismiss the both of them. Another Knight you privately think, you now have five about your Household, two of which were common-born, two Noble, and one half and half if you had to take a guess. But all the same it was a growth, perhaps someday you would have enough Knights to field a proper company of cavalry, if only you were so lucky. Turning from joyful thought you return to your two advisor, both who yet again sit in silence, “What is this Melee, I have never heard of House Blyth.”

Maffew clears his throat and looks to you, “House Blyth of Krayenport is a minor House sworn to House Lynderly, they are among the Finger Lords. Krayenport is not particularly well known, but some trade flows through there. No doubt the Lord’s son has been invited to join the Waynwood’s Tourney, as I understand he remains unmarried. It appears to just be the Melee, likely it is Ser Blyth’s preferred event, a purse of two hundred dragons.”

“A pittance,” Trevor mutters and Maffew leers at him.

“Ser Landon has expressed interest in competing Ser Travor,” Maffew says pointedly, “I am merely offer a suggestions and gauging interest in future events, as well as allowing him the chance to knock off the dust as it were.”

“Think we’ve had enough of that in the past few weeks,” Trevor says frowning before turning to you, “If you accept you’d likely be the most high profile person there. No doubt Lord Blyth thought to invite you hoping his son would be able to gain some traction in a victory over a renowned fighter. I am not saying to not go, I simply wouldn’t waste my time with such games.”

“I will give it a thought,” you respond simply putting neither side at ease, “Ser Trevor, a letter from the goat herders from my men?”

“I was just as surprised,” he says unfolding the letter, “It was addressed to you, the writing is chicken scratch, no doubt the one person that can write in the village was asked to write it. A young lad from the village on an old palfrey came in this morning to deliver it.”

You wave him on to read it.

Trevor clears his throat, “M’lord. Men number in twenties, recruited locals, company stretched thin. Suspected betrayal. No sign of village elders. Following Marston’s last known order. Secure village, check. Scout region, check. Report to Whitestone, check. Encampment of Swallows nor-east. Estimate ten score fighting men. Requesting aid. Requesting further orders. --Carver Rivers”

“Rivers? Why is there a bastard leading the remainder of my scouts?”

Trevor sighs heavily, “I picked him up during the Rebellion, happened upon him for scouting for House Cox, he’s been loyally working for you for the past five years without issue Ser, and is clearly amongst those still loyal to you, something I will remind is in short supply. Always in the field, hardly ever passed the threshold of the main gate. He was one of Marston’s best scouts, to hear that he is alive is a blessing Ser, respectfully.”

“Our opinions differ greatly in this regard,” you state sternly, “We will discuss that further, later. This report?”

“A map and some basic landmarks,” Trevor says, “We have the men to suss out two hundred if we pull your brother’s from the mines, I would worry to only take archers and cavalry into the mountains. I am unsure of whether or not the village is safe either, with only some twenty odd men there, reinforcements would be a wise idea so that we may confirm the encampment as well.”

“We’d be spread too thin,” Maffew says perhaps more brazenly than he should have in regards to matters of war. He leans over and looks at the map, “That encampment is close to the Lynderly border, perhaps far too close, they might get the wrong impression Landon. Perhaps if we contacted the Lynderlys they would be keen to lend aid or at the very least be less suspect of us lead an army to their border.”

“Keep to your own duties Shett,” Trevor says shortly, “We can deal with this on our own.”

Join the Melee in Krayenport (4, Month II - 288AC)?
>Yay
>Nay

What to do about the remnant scouts and their report?
>Send reinforcements(Specify unit) and giving command over to their leader and confirm report before taking action
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately

House Lynderly?
>Send a letter to ask their aid in defeating the Moon Swallows upon your borders
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804396
>>Yay
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804396
>Yay

>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately

>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804396
>Yay
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately
>Send a letter to ask their aid in defeating the Moon Swallows upon your borders
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid
Mixed letter, welcoming their aid but saying we're going there with or without them

>>1804396
>Join the Melee in Krayenport (4, Month II - 288AC)?
>>Nay

>What to do about the remnant scouts and their report?
>>Send reinforcements(Specify unit) and giving command over to their leader and confirm report before taking action.
A mix of Infantry and Archers with more of the former.

>House Lynderly?
>>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804411
Support.

>>1804396
>Yay
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804411
sounds good

>>1804392
>a purse of two hundred dragons.”
How much is this worth in terms of Wealth? 1 Wealth?

>>1804396

>Longbow & Cavalry reinforcements.

Risky but I don't want to leave the mine undefended.

>Send a letter to ask their aid in defeating the Moon Swallows upon your borders

We really would benefit from the help.

>>1804396
>Yay
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804396
Yay
Full Force
Letter no aid

>>1804396
>Yay
>Send out a full force to eradicate the Moon Swallows immediately
>Send a letter to inform them that you’ll be dealing with the clansmen upon your borders as a courtesy requesting no aid

>>1804396
Carver Rivers sounds like a stone cold badass. It is painful to watch Landon shit on him for his birth... but thats the character.

I hope he personally struggleloves 80 moonswallows to death and makes Landon rethink his entire hatred for bastards

of course the problem with the letter is the lynderlys might want to claim the village

“Get a quill Maffew.”

Your steward produces one, a vial of ink and a small pile of papers from his bag in short order, the man was nothing if not organized. He nods to you and you begin.

“Tell House Blyth I would be glad to join their melee. The coin would be worthwhile and I could use the practice at blunted combat. It has been two years now.”

Maffew grimaces at the thought scratching out the letter quickly and what you can only assume is concisely, “You’ll need to bring your own pavilion, House Blyth are the owners of only a small hall, hopefully the weather is forgiving. Or you could find lodging in the town, if you wish to deal with the ruffians and sailors there.”

You don’t give it much of a thought and Maffew continues to the next piece of paper. You think a moment and realize you don’t particularly have any words for this, you say with an unsure voice, “Tell Lord Lynderly we intend to send a force to deal with these clansmen upon our borders, a courtesy so he understands we are not marching to war upon his lands. We require no aid.”

Trevor straightens when you say that, and clears his throat, “Agreed. We know our enemy the best, no need to involve the Lynderlys. I approve.”

“I worry…” Maffew says under his voice finishing up the letter, “They may still not agree with the idea so close to their borders Landon, a fair warning.”

“Now we just need to know who we’re going to send,” Trevor says nearly immediately after giving you little time to think on it, “I say we pull the First from the Mines, take the ‘Bowmen and the Cavalry. Split the Garrison between the mines and the Keep.”

“Oh and leave our two most valuable resources protected by green men and boys for the better part of four days?” Maffew says, “I for one disagree. We need to maintain our defenses Landon, do you really think the Household would be keen upon the idea of you taking most of the men to war after what just happened? At least leave the Cavalry, and Ser Trevor Trant here.”

Trevor gives him an indignant look, “Those are my men Maffew, I will be out there.”

“They are Landon’s men Ser Trevor,” Maffew responds, “Don’t forget who commanded them while you were locked in a tower.”

Trevor’s face twists up and you pound your fist upon the table, “Enough the both of you.”

They both go silent and look away, neither wishing to make eye contact.

>Please roll 4d6 for Maffew’s Persuasion(Convince).

Who would you like to take with you to the encampment?
Your current men:
>Trained Archers, Ser Asher Harp - At Whitestone Keep
>Trained Infantry, Liam & Lincoln Grallner - At the Silver Mines
>Trained Cavalry, Ser Trevor Trant - At Whitestone Keep
>Green Garrison, Ser Steffon Stonesifer - At Whitestone Keep

All of them are at full strength, giving you a total of 320 men.

What would you like to talk about next?
>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804486
>makes Landon rethink his entire hatred for bastards
Its not going to happen it specifically says their evil in his holy book.

Rolled 5, 3, 4, 4 = 16 (4d6)

>>1804498
>Trained Infantry, Liam & Lincoln Grallner - At the Silver Mines

>Trained Archers, Ser Asher Harp - At Whitestone Keep

>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers

>>1804498
Split the Infantry at the mine, but take only half our archers plus Harper. The rest of the archers should stay with the garrison.

Rolled 5, 3, 2, 2 = 12 (4d6)

>>1804498
>Trained Archers, Ser Asher Harp - At Whitestone Keep
>Trained Infantry, Liam & Lincoln Grallner - At the Silver Mines
>Trained Cavalry, Ser Trevor Trant - At Whitestone Keep
>Split Garrison
Taking care of the Moon Swallows is priority number one.
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804498
this >>1804513

Rolled 1, 2, 4, 1 = 8 (4d6)

>>1804498

>encampment
I say we take the Infantry and the Cavalry.

The archers are better suited to maintaining defensive positions here at home.

>Trade

>>1804498
>>Trained Archers, Ser Asher Harp - At Whitestone Keep
>Trained Infantry, Liam & Lincoln Grallner - At the Silver Mines

Hold Trant in reserve in case this is a trap. If it's not we'll be fine, if it is? We'll need him to move fast.

>>1804498
>leave the garrison at the keep

the defensive bonuses will be considerable

>leave the cavalry at the mines along with 1/4 archers.

if we have spare uniforms send them out there in case a "show of force" is needed. the swallows lost heavily there they wont be likely to try again so soon.

everything else to crush their camp near the village

>>1804498
>>Trained Archers, Ser Asher Harp - At Whitestone Keep
>>Trained Infantry, Liam & Lincoln Grallner - At the Silver Mines
>>Trained Cavalry, Ser Trevor Trant - At Whitestone Keep

split the garrison between home and the mine

>>1804509
>>1804513
>>1804518
Man Maffew you roll all over the god damn place.

Well, it looks like we want to take the First and the Archers and leave the Garrison at home for sure. But keeping Trant in reserve is sort of split so we'll need to do a vote.

Bring Ser Trevor Trant and the trained cavalry with you to the encampment?
>Yay
>Nay

Also, I think people missed it so we'll revote for this.What would you like to talk about next?
>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804550
>>Yay
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804550
>Yay
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804550
>>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers
>Yay

>>1804550
>Yay


>Silver, Matters of Trade, and word from your Brothers

>>1804550
Nay
Nestor Royce

>>1804550
>>Yay
>Nestor Royce's response

>>1804550

> Nay
I don't like committing all our forces. And Trant was a little uppity in that meeting.

>Silver, Matters of Trade, our Brothers.

>>1804581
Support.

>>1804550
>yay
>nestor royce

the trip there will afford us an opportunity to talk to trent and learn whats eating him. other than the fact that the woman he hoped probably to marry was a traitorous bastard whore.

“We will bring the ‘Bowmen, the First, and the cavalry. The area they are camping are in the foothills of the Mountains of the Dawn, where the Snakewood meets them,” you say looking over the map, “The Cavalry will be able to attack at their full strength for once, a single charge and pass will be enough to scatter the heathens, I’ll need my full strength and Knight-Commander for this assault. The Whitestone and the mine will be protected by the garrison, Ser Stonesifer will deal with the Silver Mine, Maffew I expect you to keep things under control here, understood?”

“This only brings me further worry. But… Of course, Ser,” he says nodding with a grimace, Trevor nods along to your words as well.

“Next then, Nestor Royce’s response?” you ask Maffew.

A smile spreads on his face, “Oh yes! I believe you are going to be quite happy with this one Landon. Nestor Royce writes that the papers, contracts, and petition are all acceptable and take precedence over the only other claim that had been made upon the land. One from a hundred years ago by a Knight claiming to be from the House Tollett’s banner that once lived there. It was easily dismissed. As such we have received the land grant and the Dawntower Ruins now belong to House Grallner. Your lands extend just that much further to the northwest Landon.”

“Any response from House Badics?”

“As of right now, no,” Maffew says, “Likely the mercenary Lord will get a bit uppity once we move to retake the Tower. Little he can do about it now. I’m more concerned about Lady Alyssa Tollett getting it in her head that the land still belonged to her House. I don’t particularly having a suggestion on how to deal with this, perhaps they will simply leave it be.”

You grunt and turn to Trant, “Can we assault the Dawntower?”

“The Tower is a week’s journey,” Trevor says leaning forward and pointing on Marston’s old map, “The men will need some time to recover after we deal with the encampment. By the time we return home, the twentieth, we will need to make ready to sail to Strong Song. Simply haven’t the time to do both before you leave Ser. Not to mention we have little to no information about what forces to expect, the state of the terrain, traps, forward scouts. At the very least we need to put some effort into finding out more before we plan an attack on a defensible location in the mountains. Even if they’re clansmen it is likely that they have something in the way of defense and likely know we’re coming. Perhaps we could extract Carver and put those remaining scouts to good use in the Mountains.”

Maffew remains quiet this time and you’re left with the thought, “I dislike placing such faith in the man.”

Trevor gives you a frustrated look, “Then place him under the control of Asher Harp, you clearly trust him. The ‘Bowmen can do the scouting with the additional help of Carver’s men and the other remnants. They are not suited for it to be certain, but what other option do we have, simply haven’t the time to raise more scouts. While you’re away they can scout and find out what’s going out there.”

“Ser Asher Harp,” you state simply.

Trevor pauses, “Yes, Ser Asher Harp.”

“Alternatively,” Maffew cuts in, “We could wait until you are home from Strong Song, with your new line of credit from Lord Benedar. You could use some of these funds to raise a proper company of scouts, so we do not need to risk Ser Asher and half trained men in the Mountains supposedly riddled with traps.”

“And waste more time while the Moon Swallows prey upon our lands?” Trant says, “We need to do this immediately.”

Scouting the Dawntower? (This will done after attacking the encampment and while you’re away in Strong Song)
>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen scout the area
>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen with help from Carver Rivers scout the area
>Wait until your return from Strong Song with hopefully the loan and raise scouts with those funds
>Something else?

>>1804665
>>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen scout the area

>>1804665
>>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen with help from Carver Rivers scout the area
Don't want to give the clans more time.

>>1804665
>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen with help from Carver Rivers scout the area

>>1804660
>>1804665

>>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen with help from Carver Rivers scout the area

>>1804665
>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen scout the area

>>1804665
>>Have Ser Asher Harp and the Whitestone Longbowmen with help from Carver Rivers scout the area.

>>1804665
>have harp scout the are with help from Rivers.

it feels like going out on a limb here, but we have trusted trent before on such matters. so unless hes fucking the rivers boy he can probably be trusted in his assessment.

“Trant,” you say with an inhale, “I am trusting you here. Do not break this. We will collect Rivers and he will aid Ser Asher in scouting the region while I am away in Strong Song. If anything, ANYTHING happens, it will fall upon you. Is this understood?”

“Completely Landon,” Trevor says with a nod, “I swear it, Carver Rivers is a loyal man and he will serve you with honor.”

“That remains to be seen,” you say before turning to Maffew, “You said my brother’s sent word?”

“Ah, yes. A brief letter penned by the Foreman along with the processed silver from the smelter. Lincoln’s wound has begun to fester on his leg, he has had trouble walking and has developed a fever. Liam has asked he be allowed to return to Whitestone Keep so he may be treated properly.”

Your brow furrows and you nod, “Have him brought home. I… We don’t have anyone particularly capable here though.”

“Well if it worsens you could always takes him to Strong Song and have him treated by their Maester,” Maffew offers, “We could really use something of a healer here in Whitestone Keep Landon, even if it isn’t a Maester but field support.”

“Maffew is right, as much as it pains me to say it,” Trevor grumbles, “Our men, your brother, will be risking their lives too much in the next month to not have a healer on hand. Perhaps Lord Belmore would be able to lend support as our funds simply don’t allow for such otherwise at the moment.”

“I’ll keep the thought,” you say, “Maffew, trade?” you ask with an unsteady voice. Every time you got into this conversation with Maffew it always ended up in you being entirely confused and more annoyed than you cared to admit.

Maffew takes a large breath and begins, “Well there are several matters to deal with Landon. For one we received a letter from Lord Bordain, it is… Pointed to say the least.”

“Read it then,” you say, not particularly understanding Maffew’s tone.

Maffew clears his throat and begins, “Ser Landon,

As a former man of small-birth myself, I can understand a difficulty in fully appreciating and grasping the numbers that weigh on a new house-holder's mind. Especially a mind such as yours, which my wife tells me was not properly educated and squired, but rather ignored, that you could be used as a hound for a brute.

So allow me to speak plainly: four hundred dragons is NOT an exorbitant sum for a hundred good blades. A well-made long blade from an honest smith will cost you two to three dragons. I sell you my blades for four, out of good, castle-forged steel. As you can see, I am ALREADY selling these blades to you at what amounts to a bloody act of charity.

While your offer of silver shows some understanding of the ways of lords, I must remind you I am already receiving fine metals and gems through trade with your liege, House Belmore. Why would I deal with the sheep when I already pay the farmer?

I understand you are a devout man, and so I hope the Seven grant you better opportunities for trade. Should you find some better reason I should hear your plea, inform me, and I may reconsider.

--Lord William Bordain”

Trevor clears his throat and sits back, “Well then, that went far more poorly than I had expected. What in the Seven Hells did you write him Maffew?”

“Standard fare. I… I did not think I was insulting the Lord Bordain with the offer.”

You sit in silence, a part of you boiled at being called a dog by a child murderer. You take a deep breath and say, “Let us move on, anything else Maffew?”

“I have also been in contact with my nephew in Gulltown, he is dealing with a Lyseni family, the Orlisis. I have heard of them before, their line of inheritance goes as far as the eighties. I believe the woman we are dealing with is somewhere in the thirties, she, her father and mother, have recently set up shop in Gulltown in their family’s name. They are in the perfume business.”

“And what good does that do me? We have no purpose for luxury goods in the Whitestone when my people barely eat.”

“I am aware Ser,” Maffew says, “But my nephew wishes to deal with them. The use silver for decoration and the such. He is asking for one unit of raw silver in exchange for food stuffs, enough to give us a surplus. Enough for your almsgiving as you had suggested before when we were in more precarious situation. With the smelter we can afford to trade the rest of the silver now. I would honestly suggest we take the offer, disregard Lord Bordain as a dead end and attempt to find our steel elsewhere.”

Trevor snorts, “Lord Bordain is the steel trade here. Finding another person to deal with would require us to go to Gulltown or Runestone. Which we have little time to do, and their prices are just as likely to be the same. Offer Lord Bordain something else or just pay the full price and be done with it or ask Lord Belmore to deal with the man in your stead, seeing as Maffew has done nothing but enrage him.”

“The man is a child murderer with a wife from a House that holds a grudge against our former Lord,” Maffew says in his own defense, “He has no more tact than can be expected of him. We’re dealing with a man that tames clansmen, I very much doubt he is worth the effort if he cannot see the value of the silver. The man only knows hatred and iron. I wish I hadn’t ever had to write to him in the first place.”

“Enough Maffew,” you say with annoyance, “Just give me the basics of it and I’ll make a decision.”

You lean back listening to Maffew continue to speak and simply wish you had the coin and land to deal in your own food stuffs. The whole of this was a mess and involved too much politics and backroom dealings for your taste. Even the most straightforward trade offer always felt like it was somehow a stab in the back waiting to happen. Maffew would still argue with you upon occasion about the tithe you gave to the Faith, something you wished you could do more of… Wait. Maffew did say you had access to more silver now, surely you could afford to give more to Faith now? It was not the ideal amount but your processed silver was surely worth more and would keep your House further afloat in their surplus than raw silver. At least you assumed.

Your Current Production & Trade:

>Production - Month II, 288AC:
15 Raw Silver
5 Processed Silver

>Stockpile - Month II, 288AC:
4 Raw Silver
5 Processed Silver

>Bimonthly Trade:
9 Raw Silver:15 Food (House Belmore trade)
2 Raw Silver:2 Faith Points (Faith Tithe)

>Food Required - Month II, 288AC:
15/15

House Shett of Gulltown trade offer:
>1 Raw Silver for 3 units of Food

Notes:
>This contract will last for 1 year
>These 3 units of food will give you a bi-monthly surplus of 3 units of food
>By spending 2 units of food you may begin almsgiving in the name of the Faith, thus granting you 1 Faith Point bi-monthly
>This will increase Faith and morale in your domain, as well as improve public opinion of Landon

Agree to deal?
>Yay
>Nay

Giving tithe to the Faith:
>1 Raw Silver for 1 Faith Point

Notes:
>This will maximize your Faith Points from this activity at 3 Faith Points for 3 Silver
>The Faith will be happy and more inclined to extend you a line of credit
>Landon will take personal pride in giving the most that he can to the Faith
>You currently have 5/25 Faith Points, actions such as this an almsgiving can give you a steady stream of Faith Points to continue leveling up

Give further Tithe to the Faith?
>Yay
>Nay

Lord William Bordain:
>Decide to no longer deal with Bordain, finding your steel elsewhere
>Offer Bordain something of greater value, such as Processed Silver in an attempt to deal with the man on your own
>Wait until you visit Lord Benedar Belmore and ask him to deal with Bordain in your stead

Landon's Personal Reaction to the letter?
>Opinion?

>>1804840
>>Yay
>>Yay
>Offer Bordain something of greater value, such as Processed Silver in an attempt to deal with the man on your own

As far as how landon feels, he's probably upset rightly so, but I doubt he'd take it as a personal slight. Meeting Bordain and getting his measure of the man might be a good idea.

>>1804840
>>Yay
>Yay
>Wait until you visit Lord Benedar Belmore and ask him to deal with Bordain in your stead

>Granted my mental skills are not up to a typical lords standards, But he has NO right to call anyone a brute after what he ahs done. Child murderer, consorter with cannibals, betrayer of the seven.

Were he not a lord above my standing I'd challenge him to a duel.

>>1804840
>yes
>yes
>ask Lord Belmore to deal in your stead

4 dragons for a sword really is robbery.
Bordain can jump in his mine.

>>1804840
>Agree to deal?
>Yay

Give further Tithe to the Faith?
>Yay


>Lord William Bordain
>Offer Bordain something of greater value, such as Processed Silver in an attempt to deal with the man on your own

We need to be a big boy.

>>1804864
>Yes my Lord call me a little bitch more please

>>1804840
>Yay
>Yay
>Offer Bordain something of greater value
>Offer to fight as a champion for Bordain at maximum once a month.
>Opinion?
Fuck Bordain the child killing asshole.

>>1804835
Yay, Yay, Belmore

Fuck Bordain. If he's going to be a piece of shit like that then we can just have Belmore deal with him.

>>1804840
>reaction to the letter

We were told to expect something like this. the man is no friend of ours, and his wife has no reason to love us. He is a merchant before a lord with no love for his fellows in his heart. The seven will see his deeds and one day his greed will pull him down.

>>1804861
Second

>>1804853
>>1804864
He already get this from our lord, he doesn't want or need any more. we'd have to give him far more than those blades are worth to get a deal.

>>1804875
That's effectively making him our lord, and that will fly like a fucking lead balloon with the Belmores. Simply making the offer makes it look like his wife was right. Also OOOC as shit after the Earpening.

>>1804913

>>1804905
Did you not read the last line?

So that looks like a yay, yay, and ask for Belmore to deal with the Iron Lord.

And a general dislike and fuck you feeling from Landon regarding the letter. I like, >>1804877 as a sort of more leveled response which is something that Landon would do to present face but on the inside severe dislike.

>>1804913

I just feel that we can work out a deal if we talk to him ourselves.

>>1804918
You assume that he's interested in meeting at all.

He isn't, he already gets all the wealth he wants from us via our lord.

>Why pay the sheep when I already pay the farmer.

We are beneath him and would likely be turned away at the gate, or even earlier. Assholish of him, be within his rights.

>>1804928
We're a mad dog of a lesser lord who has literally nothing to offer to him. Unlikely in the extreme.

>>1804927
>>1804840
Agree to deal?
>>Yay
Give further Tithe to the Faith?
>Yay
Lord William Bordain:
>Offer Bordain something of greater value, such as Processed Silver in an attempt to deal with the man on your own
Might as well get involved in this business before the Greyjoy Rebellion starts, by then things will really get hectic. We should get someone that isn't us to negotiate on our behalf. We're already confirmed to be awful at business.
Belmore's already ripping us off, but Landon doesn't know about it. Still, it'd be better if we were less dependent on him.

Landon's Personal Reaction to the letter?
Geez what an unworthy asshole. A shame we can't just challenge him to another trial by combat.

>>1804875
>>Offer to fight as a champion for Bordain at maximum once a month.
I don't know if we want to risk accidentally killing him while championing for him.

>>1804913
>He already get this from our lord, he doesn't want or need any more.
>>1804831
>While your offer of silver shows some understanding of the ways of lords, I must remind you I am already receiving fine metals and gems through trade with your liege, House Belmore.
Well he didn't necessarily said that, just that he already gets a lot of stuff. You do have a point about the championing.

>>1804937
Its literally the only thing we have of worth that he doesn't have.

>>1804937
The marginal utility of the extra silver is shot to shit because our boss already flooded the market to get HIS arms and armor. Basically he doesn't need it badly, so he can afford to either make us give over that much more for our shit or simply ignore us. Given his and his wife's words? In his mind we are not worth talking too.

>>1804943
That's essentially declaring him our lord. We would get fucked so badly by even offering you have no idea.

>>1804946
It wouldn't be. Anyone can name someone their champion in a fight without being tied down to them.

Bordain is an objectively better fighter than Landon, especially in the Dreadnought Armour. He doesn't need him to champion shit for him.

Beside the fact is ridiculously out of character.

>>1804956
Bordain shouldn't have the Dreadnought Armour yet, though he's still a better fighter than Landon.

>>1804951
It's a contract for that. He can use it on anything. It very much is. We're essentially now a mercenary hired by him to do whatever he wants. The Belmores and other lords would raise a huge fuss over it and we would get shat on by EVERYONE for it.

In addition to that it makes what everyone said about us being the mini-mountain, a no good, murderous brute? Look true, it'd utterly ruin our image quite possibly forever.

Finally after what EArp did? OOC as FUCK.

>>1804956
I kinda hope that armor gets nerfed or else he could kill a dragon solo which is bulllshit.

>>1804965
Bordain in general is bullshit desu

>>1804946
>The marginal utility of the extra silver is shot to shit because our boss already flooded the market to get HIS arms and armor.
>>1804831
>I must remind you I am already receiving fine metals and gems through trade with your liege, House Belmore. Why would I deal with the sheep when I already pay the farmer?
>>1804835
>Even the most straightforward trade offer always felt like it was somehow a stab in the back waiting to happen.
>9 Raw Silver:15 Food (House Belmore trade)
>>1804937
>Belmore's already ripping us off, but Landon doesn't know about it.
Hmmm... Curious, what are the chances that Belmore's been using the surplus Silver he's been ripping us off of to flood the markets for his deal with Bordain that you mentioned? Indirectly and perhaps inadvertently stabbing us in the back in the process?

Alright, so my significant other just got home and is requesting I spend some time with her due to a bad day at work. Which I am obliged to do.

So, the plan is to cut today's thread here and likely resume tomorrow at a later point like I did on Monday. I will give you guys a time and head's up for when that is. That will be so I can get through the rest of my notes, which is the battle at the Moon Swallows encampment.

Sorry if things felt a little dry today. We had some book keeping to go ahead and do so that we could get back to the other stuff.

>>1804983
100%

>>1804992
Hey go take care of your guy/girl/other.

We will just be in here, bitchin about Bordain being a cunt.

what we should do is murder a path through the mountains and use engineers to pave a fucking road/tunnel landing knights and building towers as we go. then when we and our allies controla vital trade route some other /tg? quest can start bitching about having to deal with Landon.

What do you mean he wont let anyone use it unless they tithe generously to the church, fucking asshole!

>>1804983
It was fairly blatant in the letter that yes that was what belmore was doing.

>>1804992
Take care of your SO have a good night.

>>1804992
thanks man, have a good night. kiss your girlfriend and all that jaz

>>1804963

This quest takes place post Song of Iron and Hate.

The /tg/ Valemen timeline goes (starting date)

284, just after Robert's Rebellion - House Harrock Quest.
286, 2 years later: Bordain.
288, 2 years later: Grallner.

So we're currently something like 6-10 months after the events of Iron and Hate, depending on how many months that quest took.

I'm so happy you all liked my letter.

>>1804965
Are there official Dragon stats? That would be something cool to run. I found some homebrew ones, and I'd actually bet on the dragon using those. (5 Awareness, 7 fighting, 6 Damage claws, and an armor-ignoring Flame breath. Hell, the breath alone would auto-gibe Bordain.)

As I recall from Iron and Hate, the numbers are currently that William can still lose several fights against the bigger names in GoT combat: The Mountain has a chance to beat him, as does Jaime Lannister, but I'd have to check.

>>1805329
Fairly certain they are "You lose" ala Caine.

>>1805302
You really annoyed the shit out of us, that is for sure.

>>1805302
>>1805341

I loved seeing Bordain "talk"/respond again.

It was so good.

>>1803810
Why do you always write 'Bowmen and not just Bowmen? It's honestly infuriating

>>1805840
I'd assume he's abbreviating Longbowmen or something like that.

Warrior where are thou ?

>>1806738
His wife sucked his cock to hard, he's dead Jim.

>>1806771
>His GF and friends are holding him hostage
>They force him to finish their own campaign before they will release him to us

I do wonder if they still read his quests and what they think of them/us

>>1806771
The most glorious way out

Death by SNU-SNU

Could you guys imagine Landon with a Dornish wife?

Think of the shenanigans!

>>1807084
>dornish
Landon will go straight to a septom for anullment once he finds out she's not a virgin

>>1807093
But the shenanigans!

>>1807112
It'll give the hot dornish wife meme a new level when he burns her alive for wenching

>>1807255
>burning her alive

We are not follower of the lord of light.

>>1807263
What is the Seven's official position on burning witches by the way

>>1807270
They probably just murder them and cut a 7 point in to their corpse

>>1807084
>Not pairing Landon with a big titted northern girl with a fat ass that was converted due to Landon's valor and rippling abs

Take your sandy skanks elsewhere peasant.

>>1807279
>big tittied
>northern girl
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA

>>1807279
Rather win the hand of our literal ideal match in the big tourney coming up.

>>1807331
this. all of this

>>1807331
Agreed, pretty sure we have the silent majority too.

>>1807401
We all know that Alyssa is the most ideal wife. We are mostly just joking around.

>>1807331
>>1807401
>>1807411
>>1807354
>It ends with us making/rolling a character for our wife instead

>>1807401
Even though she's far from my ideal type, I understand how good it is for Landon so I support it.

>Landon ends up with a wife that hates his extreme piety and slowly grows resentful

Hey guys, sorry I'm not going to be able to run tonight like I planned. Got home late and have a terrible migraine. Hopefully, tomorrow, if not then Sunday. That's the hope, dream, plan as of right now. Again, apologies.

>>1807648
>landon ends up with a wife that can barely accommodate his girth and is terrified of sex with him.

>>1807661
hey man take care of you. I look forward to you running. unless a hurricane kills me tonight, and then I wish you all well.

>>1807661
It's alright man. We just had some friendly banter.
Is there any chance you could give your Ask.fm a look?

>>1807648
>>1807662
>She does both

Not only that but she also dislike Benny,

>>1807661
Its alright. Hope you well.

>>1807676
Now I'm waiting for that demure, ideal waifu being a freak in bed.

the thought makes me giggle.

>>1807662
>>1807691
Alternately
>Landon ends up with a wife that can barely accommodate his girth and is so excited and aroused by that she makes him legitimately uncomfortable (and exhausted) with how often she wants to have sex.

>>1807709
as a catholic, I can attest to these things happening a looooot

>>1807709
>yfw she cunningly quotes scripture to convince him its all fiiinnneee.

>>1807747
My darling wife I do love you, but Seven times in one night is my limit. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak and burning from strain. (and friction)

>>1807782
sweetest husband, would the warrior shy from battle? The smith from toil? You are called on to act as the Father. let the crass strain of the flesh fade and do as you must

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>>1807401
>>1807331
The problem with that is we have to win the tournament and not get shafted by dice.

Let's see what happens though, we could win her and have a semi happy marriage or we could do something else if we fail like marry Wylla or someone just as bad a prospect.

>>1808302
Keeping dumping points into melee skills and spend some so we can read faith based poetry to her and get her spirit wet.

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>>1808308
>Get her spirit wet

Implying any amount of spiritual lubrication could protect her from Landon's rampaging Piety-cock

We should find Earp's old Valyrian sword

>>1809429
We must find a valyrian bride

Fathers migraine killed him !

>>1809454
>valyrian
>literally the most inbred people on the world
Get out

>>1809454
Good luck finding a pure Valyrian woman that isn't a whore or just some Essosi shit LARPing as a High Valyrian.

Dad, got a reference pic for Landon? I think I've found my next Dark Souls run.

>>1809773
He looks like Eder from Pillar of Eternity.

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>>1809773
This is an image used last thread to describe his appearance. Its supposed to be similar to this.

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>>1810359
>>1809773

>>1810359
So we're built like the Mountain?

>>1810540
Smaller but more attractive mountain

>>1810584
So a Hill?

>>1810598
We're not a bastard.

On the topic of underfluffed realms, what about the westerlands?
I would imagine it would be a land filled with aristocrat tier degeneracy and extreemly proud lords all looking for a chance to over throw the lannisters

>>1810831
Lots of mines. Both silver and gold. Not to mention trade with the Reach and Riverlands.

>>1810841
Thats all we know of in canon
I inferred what i said from what we know of westerlanders from westerlander characters
We can infer that westerlanders are proud, rude, degenerates from most of the characters
If these were the three defining traits of the westerlands it would make sense

>>1810598
No that's Bordain

>>1810996
Could you imagine if you were a bannerhouse to the Reynes or Tarbeck ?

>>1810996
Hell even the name king of the rock makes it seems like its a titile one wins
Its something to take immense pride from loke something they fought tooth and nail for and now everyone wants to take it away from them
Even the words hear me roar sounds like a declaration of pride for being lannisters

>>1811237
A fourth of them would get the bend the knee or die treatment
The rest would slaughtered or have a child taken as a ward

Read the World of Fire and Ice book anons its goes into depth on all the kingdoms.

>>1811287
I got a copy. Its awesome.

>Decide not to involve myself in this quest because the protagonist doesn't interest me
>Pop in out of idle curiousity
>Landon still can't read

Fucking why?

>>1811596
Because we have more important matters to take care of!

Like praying and oil our abs.

>>1811607
So are we deciding Landon is a Pillarman?

>>1811596
Because we've been busy dealing with a rebellion and people who were suppose to be covering our blind spots being inept

>>1811259
Fuck now I want a GOT quest where we play as Lannister bannermen, I assumed for awhile bordain was a Westerman thanks to his hatred of ironborn but that was corrected

You can only love or hate Tywin there is no inbetween

>>1811697
House Brachen i believe it was called. Lasted around 2 threads. A spear wielding sailor lord on the northern coast of the Westerlands.

>>1811717
4 threads

>>1811596
Because we haven't had a chance to spend normal exp yet, dad just let us correct some chargen stuff, which we couldn't spend that exp on anything but combat skills for the most part.

>Landon will never be known as the wall

>>1813096
>Landon will be sent to the wall.

>>1811697

Bordain's family is in the Westerlands and he's from there.

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>>1807661
>Terrible migraine

IT BEGINS

>>1813965
He is dead and is never coming back

You may all overract at will over Warriors lack of show.

>>1814261
It's not an overreaction, he's done this three times

>Landon's wife turn out like Jorah Mormonts' constantly demanding more and more luxuries and creates a fuss whenever Landon informs her that is not going to happen.

>>1814500
>she is actually a lesbian and is not interested in Landon at all and has to keep it secret

>>1814798
We will fuck the gay away
Have to consummate that marriage

>>1814500
He'd just deny her them and if she runs off he'll have the church tell him what to do about a harlot.

So anyone see the final episode of the season?

>>1815900
Stopped watching seasons ago.

>>1814293
Fortunately this time it's because I'm genuinely busy rather than having issues writing or something personal.

Also, fortunately, I expect to have more time in the coming weeks to actually run. Yeah I know, take it with a grain of salt, but I'm trying.

>>1815952
Its okay Daddy-fighter. I believe in you. In related news. GoT season finale has just finished

>>1815952
By the way. Did you like our fanfiction writing of our potential wife?

>>1815970
every single piece of it is shit

Any chance we could get a ETA on the next thread?

>>1818420
tomorrow
prolly around the same time

Hey lads. Look for a small continuation at 5-6PM EST today. Promise for real this time.

>>1819663
I don't believe you

>>1819663
SWEAR IT ON THE SEVEN!

Weird question, figured this would actually be a solid place to ask. How long does it take to build calluses when learning to use a blade?

>>1819663
You make the maiden cry with your lies

>>1819702
Too long for a wimp like you.

>>1819702
ones that won't last long? a week or two of daily training, more permanent ones likely a month or two