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>>5842433
A boy lies dreaming on the shore wounded and exhausted by events and sights few men live to see and speak of, a girl or perhaps a thing watches distantly with alien thoughts of him and distantly the island stirs in search of someone.

But events are in motion larger than any here know, kings, heroes, fools & monsters will all play a part in the tapestry of Westeros’s history be it for glory or horror…

POV Intro
>The young lion
>The old wolf
>The black knight
>The spear-prince
>The lord of thunder

>>5842439
>The spear-prince

>>5842439
>The lord of thunder

>>5842439
>>The black knight

>>5842439
>The old wolf

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>>5842439
>The lord of thunder

Welcome back. Thanks for the nicely done pastebin.

>>5842439
>>The black knight

>Westeros: Interregnum #2
HYPE

>>5842439
>The old wolf

>>5842433
So that s the shades are for. Hehehe i will see Tyrant and Rogue shades soon....

Good pastebin, thought it might need allies and foes in the future.
Our squire friend count has companion too ? And for deeds wouldn't finding and bringing back grandfather helm also count (on top of knowing were the destroyed ship is) has another one ? The helm of the previous lord/king of our house seem important and a point of prestige to have it back.

>>5842491
Cheers

>>5842571
>And for deeds wouldn't finding and bringing back grandfather helm also count
I'll cover that later.

>>5842576
Okay

>>5842439

>The lord of thunder

>>5842439
>>The lord of thunder
All hail the heir of the Thunderer

>>5842439
>>The lord of thunder

>>5842439
>>The lord of thunder

>>5842439
>The spear-prince

>>5842439
>The black knight

Glad your back already QM. Hyped for this!

>>5842439
>The old wolf
I take it that the Neo-Blackfyre rebellion was successful and put the Golden Company as the new protectors of King's Landing.
Also I'm really excited to see where this goes, especially with us having a Deep Wife and the Valyrian steel axe (although I think I would have really preferred the double headed axe instead of the poleaxe since we're not fighting as a unit)
Us being the Deepwater Dragon, or the Crabdrake, something along those lines could be really neat.

I was there for the end of Bastard quest, such a shame, Anon was a prick but we all are really

>>5843744
>the Neo-Blackfyre rebellion was successful and put the Golden Company as the new protectors of King's Landing.

Not entirely true, while the return of the Targaryens was succesful to a degree, they neither took kings landing or much of the crownlands with any permanancy since King's landing burned as the Dragon approached and after that the Great winter set in.

The Golden company was awarded with lands in the Crownlands, Stormlands, Dorne and the Reach though weither the line of those members retains it is another matter.

>>5843744
>I take it that the Neo-Blackfyre rebellion was successful and put the Golden Company as the new protectors of King's Landing.
As per thread one, the realm continued to be rent by civil war following the thaw of The Great Winter and Westeros as a united kingdom is no more.
At some point between 340-370 AC, a High Septon declared King's Landing a free city and condemned any who would claim it, it acts as both pseudo-holy site, seat of power and neutral ground for the faith who have been steadily rebuilding it, it is a major taboo to strike down a banner of the faith heading from or towards King's landing though that authority dies at Moat Cailin.
Targs are in union with the Martell's, which I presume means Aegon rather than Daenerys.

>>5842439
>The black knight

Nice

POV: You've been sent to invade Crab Isle while "Sea-addled" Alyn Celitgar guards its waters with his family's flagship "Maid's favor"

https://youtu.be/RJK0jhymE5A

>>5843829
Vote closed So I don't have to re-write it AGAIN

>>5843829
>"Sea-addled" Alyn Celitgar
That's the first proposed title for Alyn that I can get behind. Everyone thinks we're mad but we found a Valyrian steel axe when were just a child, we keep winning naval battles against all odds and there's a rumour that our enemies keep being found dead with their lungs full of water despite being nowhere near the ocean when they died.

>>5843842
But probably not something generally said to our face. Like Late Lord Frey…>>5843830
Haha if you wrote two POV then don’t waste it. We’ll read them both

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It was hard to tell which pounded in the Round hall, the rain on its roof and walls, the assembly of shouting lords or the Thunder lord’s head, normally he would be alert and diligent to the petitions, rivalries and conniveings of the gathering of Storm lords but the pounding in his skull was the only thing he could focus on, he suspected the fair lady had slipped something into his wine again and swore she would wear bruises when he saw her next. Below the dias the lord Mudd and Strong scuffled like dogs over a bone, they had initially petitioned over a disputed tollbooth but like many cases had descended into the childish bickering of old grudges and grievances, he suspected that if no oath was given and the guards not present they would be blades in hand or at least beyond petty brawling, petty they might have been in their status and power but Mudd and Strong were both men of the border to the crownlands and long experienced in battle.

In the assembly more still argued, Lord Stonepeake and his brother were threatening violence and war upon any who dared to side with Strong and the Black Swan had naturally taken to contrarian defence with the usual vitriol that denoted the strong hatred of them he held, Lord Stonepeake had raped his goodsister some three and ten years ago or at least he had claimed, Stonepeake had protested wanton willingness and the matter had festered unresolved. Unlike Mudd and Strong however the assembly was barely restrained by guards who had formed a thin picket between the two groups cudgels in hand and already reddened by foolish lords who should have known better than to dare the assembly's guards.

The regent’s council was no less preoccupied, next to him the elderly lord Selmy was horsley trying to whisper above the din of the hall about toll taxes and matters of coin and the ancestral claims of both houses, no doubt with some small profit for him though ultimately to the benefit of the Thunder lord. Ser Criston was in the midst of the assembly menacing a dozen lords with his Morningstar for compliance to little avail behind him the thin summer islander from Dragonstone was left unheard and alone in the storm, long forgotten to all but the Thunder lord.

The council’s fourth, the lady Strickland was already accounted for but absent as the Thunderer wanted, though he had paid the price for it dearly, the throbbing was intensifying with every moment that passed and not even a tonic of milk of the poppy had given him peace, an example would have to be made so as to bring an end to this bickering. As lord Selmy began on the claim of house Buckler, the Thunderer cut him off with a curt gesture and rose to his feet, he noted the few lords worth their loyalty had gone silent as he did so.

’’ENOUGH!!!’’

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>>5843858
The lord cursed himself silently as white spots danced on his eyes, the roar was ferocious and as much a thunderclap as any that might have been outside though he knew it to be a trick of the round hall, the Storm kings had designed it well for the trick and the Thunder lord had long since learned to leverage such appearances in dealing with lords here. The collective din had been sliced in an instant and he thanked whatever gods that might be for the silence, he let the effect sink for a moment before continuing with strict control that demanded attention.

’’The matter is settled, house Strong shall have position of the toll tower as recompense for the rape of Jeyne Strong,the Regent has spoken.

He caught a righteous smile of satisfaction from the black Swan as both Mudd and Lord Stonepeake made to protest, Mudd could only stammer a string of weak protest and Lord Stonepeake was seized by the collar by Ser Criston and hauled towards the base of the dias,for half a heartbeat his brother moved to bear steel before he thought better of it and stepped aside, the Thunderer took in a silent victory as Stonepeake was thrown to the stone floor, he might have basked in the exertion of his authority had his head not been a drum, as the old lord of Stonepeake made to rise the Thunder lord spoke.

’’Renly Stonepeake for the rape of Jeyne strong you are stripped of rank and title, your deeds and house shall pass to your heir, in the name of the King you are to be imprisoned until such a time as the regent see fit to condemn you for your crimes’’

Renly made to speak but only spat blood, a guard began to drag him by the ankle until he made to kick, that earned him a boot to the face from another that silenced him, the Thunderer noted with satisfaction that he thought he heard teeth breaking, he might have smiled but the ache only gave him a grimace, he had never liked the lord Stonepeake, he had been a flower, pleasingly and pleasant at court, eager to earn the affection of any woman, married or no and the list of accusations against him was longer than those voiced by the like of the Black swan.

He considered the missive from dragonstone as he approached, the display had made him tentative and unbalanced, inwardly the Thunder lord thought that boded well…

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>>5843860
The coming storm
>News of a foreign invasion meant distracted lords and opportunity, it would not be the first campaign he had led nor his last, but with the lady Strickland restrained and the Stonepeakes in disarray his position within the regency could be strengthened. [Kingly conquests]
>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]
>The crownlands would have their aid they asked for, Pentoshi pirates and raiders had long plagued what little trade the stormlands had, Crownlanders might be obdurate, inconsolable and bitter but they had proven their martial skill more than once, besides if they would bend the knee for aid that would only strengthen the councils rule. [Stormborn kinsman]

>>5843861
>News of a foreign invasion meant distracted lords and opportunity, it would not be the first campaign he had led nor his last, but with the lady Strickland restrained and the Stonepeakes in disarray his position within the regency could be strengthened. [Kingly conquests]

>>5843861
>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]

>>5843847
It was mostly a rewrite of the Thunderlord pov due to Framing.

>>5843861
>The crownlands would have their aid they asked for, Pentoshi pirates and raiders had long plagued what little trade the stormlands had, Crownlanders might be obdurate, inconsolable and bitter but they had proven their martial skill more than once, besides if they would bend the knee for aid that would only strengthen the councils rule. [Stormborn kinsman]

>>5843861
>>News of a foreign invasion meant distracted lords and opportunity, it would not be the first campaign he had led nor his last, but with the lady Strickland restrained and the Stonepeakes in disarray his position within the regency could be strengthened. [Kingly conquests]
WAR

>>5843861
>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]

>>5843861
>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]

>>5843861
>>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]

>>5843861
>>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]

>>5843861
>>News of a foreign invasion meant distracted lords and opportunity, it would not be the first campaign he had led nor his last, but with the lady Strickland restrained and the Stonepeakes in disarray his position within the regency could be strengthened. [Kingly conquests]
Sound like we are seeing the POV of a stormlander warlord, king or Lord trying to conquer the small kingdoms and lordships of crownlands now that they are being attacked.
And we decide whats his justification to the council of stormalanders around him. They look like an oligharchy or sort off.

>>5844301
*oligarchy

Eitherway it sounds like an opportunity for our house. We ll have to make war again, and if we can avoid losses here in this war and then against this guy, we could fully secure the crackclaw peninsula....(the Graftons side needs to die preferably soon)

>>5844301
He calls himself The Regent (in bold) but does things in the name of the king (without being the king himself). So yeah, a bit of an oligarchy. With this guy wanting take the opportunity to move higher.

But he does seem like a despot. Denuding a Lord because of accusations of rape from 13 years ago that aren’t fully corroborated seems like the Stormlord just wanted to smack down on someone. Didn’t even offer trial by combat. Normally rapists are gelded and sent to the wall so I suppose that’ll happen at some point after “until such a time as the regent see fit to condemn you for your crimes”

>>5844657
>He calls himself The Regent (in bold) but does things in the name of the king (without being the king himself).
Well yeah, he's a regent. That's the term for someone governing in the name of a king who for some reason can't exercise power themselves. Most commonly because the monarch is too young but also when they're mad or when the royal line has died out.

Just as a heads up this weekend might be extraordinarily busy so I can't gurantee posts past wednesday/thursday.

>>5844301
>>5844657
>>5844709
Functionally feudal society is oligarchical by nature, not going to get into broader arguments about societal structures beyond that though.

The Stormlands are ruled by a lord paramount that acts as regent to the true king, many in the stormlands call the now extinct line of the Stag king the true line of kings, a few openly call it the Dragon though that is unpopular to say the least, all agree any present king that exists is not the true king, up until the last forty years their was one lord paramount though currently that authority sits with a council of lords elected by the Assembly which is both proto parliament and legal court of which the lord paramount/s reside over as supreme authority as they speak with the king's authority.

Functionally speaking the wall no longer exists as a penal colony for larger westeros, the North reputedly sends the worst offenders past the wall and that is considered a horrific fate for some reason, Crime is dealt with on a regional level, criminals in the Westerlands and the Vale for example often end up in mines as indentured workers.

>>5844790
>and that is considered a horrific fate for some reason
>for some reason

I mean, considering all the insane, possibly cannibalistic tribals up there, getting sent out into the Ice Wastes is probably one of the worst ways to go.

>>5844793
probably If men even still live beyond the wall...

>>5844800
Did the Night King never come south of the wall? And the horn never brought the whole thing down? I'm deeply interested in Westeros past the main plot ending, although I suppose little Corlys will have to grow up first

>>5844810
If he's going off the books, night king never existed as you imagine him, he was just a NW who got some ice fey pussy, took the wall and it's legion of rapists and killers with her enchantment, then promptly ate shit and died when starks and wildlings kicked his shit in for breaking his path, killing him and his snow queen, and was likely under her thrall all the while. And that's if he existed at all and wasn't just a myth made to inform NW what would happen if they decided to become king shit of fuck mountain.

>>5844810
>the Night King
Who? Something never got past the wall if you believe the old tales about the last days of the nights watch but it wasn't wildlings

I answered this last thread, due to the major magic conflict threads being drip thread and wildly hard to predict outside of big fan theories I have to let them die off

The horn of Winter lies in winterfell after it was recovered from castle Black, unblown and unused, certain houses send guards to winterfell to guard it out of superstition.

>>5844821
Thanks for reminding me how much protagnism syndrome the show developed in the later years.

>>5844821
Alright then, so I imagine the Others never came south of the wall and the wildlings never blew the horn of winter to bring the wall down, is that better for you?

>>5844845
According to herald, yeah that's what happened. And thank God to, season 4 and onwards were straight ass

So I’m guessing that the wildlings all died, the Night King is content to stay above the Wall (maybe there’s an actual enchantement on it that prevents him from crossing?) and the Wall no longer needs criminals because no one’s crossing (because the wildlings are dead)

>>5844849
Night king doesn't exist. He was just a man who got down bad for frozen cunt and then ate shit and died forever, long before the start of the series.

If he wasn't just a fable to hang over the heads of ambitious nights watchmen, like every other old Nan tale

>>5844849
>I’m guessing that the wildlings all died
Many of them were let through the wall prior to the end of the night's watch.

>the Wall no longer needs criminals because no one’s crossing
More because the night's watch no longer exists as a organisation but I also suppose yes no one has crossed it from the north in about 50 years.

>>5844908

Boss, shouldn't the north have been almost erased by the war against the others during the last winter? They appear to be the most stable region at the moment.

>>5843861
>>News of a foreign invasion meant distracted lords and opportunity, it would not be the first campaign he had led nor his last, but with the lady Strickland restrained and the Stonepeakes in disarray his position within the regency could be strengthened. [Kingly conquests]

>>5845326
What war?

>>5845748
I should elaborate, nothing came south over, under or past the wall in the Great winter save maybe a handful of scared witless wildlings hell bent on sanctuary at any cost. (This is after the great migration through the wall)

The north outside the turmoil of the War of the five kings was surprisingly stocked for the winter, unlike the riverlands and the catastrophic events in the crownlands they weathered the winter not unharmed but certainly better than many places save the Vale which was sympathetic to the north due to the marriage of Sansa Stark to Robin Arryn.

The North is stable... on paper, their is a number of things that have yet to be elaborated on since they are not in focus.

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>Three and ten years ago, the horselord had taken the Thunder lords daughter in a ambush on the road to king’s landing, the banner of the faith was nowhere to be seen of course and at the insistence of the Faith he had too watch the bastard welp dragonspawn on her, a grudge that demanded blood now that crownlanders were distracted. [Storms & Horses]
The Horselord would learn Thunder heralds the storm and the storm was the fury, willing or not he would have his daughter back and deal with the dragonspawn he’d whelped, that gave the Thunderlord a grim smile as he dismissed the missive….

The fighting will be fierce and no aid will come to the cause of Dragonstone from the mainland, others may perhaps take advantage of this conflict and the faith will have to look for a new lord protector of King's landing.

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>The Horse lord as would be as elusive as he was bold, The Thunder lord would find no castle or home worth sacking or burning and would suffer blow after blow from raid and ambush, exhausted, hungry and ragged the Stormlands host would face battle at his choosing not the Thunderers. [The Horse lord]
>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

Second update in probably 6-8 Hours.

>>5845867
>>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

>>5845867
>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

>>5845867
>>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

>>5845867
>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

>>5845867
>>The Horse lord as would be as elusive as he was bold, The Thunder lord would find no castle or home worth sacking or burning and would suffer blow after blow from raid and ambush, exhausted, hungry and ragged the Stormlands host would face battle at his choosing not the Thunderers. [The Horse lord]

>>5845867
>The Horse lord as would be as elusive as he was bold, The Thunder lord would find no castle or home worth sacking or burning and would suffer blow after blow from raid and ambush, exhausted, hungry and ragged the Stormlands host would face battle at his choosing not the Thunderers. [The Horse lord]

Real dornish hours

>>5845867
Wait wait wait. Horse lord = House Malory? I must have misunderstood last thread, I thought you said they didn’t survive. In that case:

>The Horse lord as would be as elusive as he was bold, The Thunder lord would find no castle or home worth sacking or burning and would suffer blow after blow from raid and ambush, exhausted, hungry and ragged the Stormlands host would face battle at his choosing not the Thunderers. [The Horse lord]

>>5846318
>I thought you said they didn’t survive
I did, the surviving line is widely regarded as having any sort of legitimacy that is not secured through brute force, this has been the case for two generations despite the current lords best and tremendous efforts but alas it is one of the few things that has eluded him.

>>5846328
Yeah I just love the irony that a Malroy took and impregnated someone else’s daughter and now they’re coming for revenge. But is it an Isis situation or more Lyanna…? Obviously the Stormlord doesn’t care either way

>>5846353
>but is it an Isis situation or more Lyanna…?

that depends on who you might ask a definite answer will have to wait until you ever meet those characters.

>>5845867
>>The Thunder lord was long implaccable as a commander, eternally vigil and stern as Iron, no number of raids would bait him to exhaust his forces in pursuit of a ghost, Castle by castle, village by village he would root out the hidden places and stores of the horse lord until battle was given, only then would Hammer and vengeance fall hard. [The Thunderer]

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You woke from blackness to the cawing of seagulls and the crash of water on rocks, you had curled fetal around Crab’s claw as you’d slept and shivered from both pain and chill as you made to move, even the smallest movement was a bone deep ache and any number of your countless wounds were raw to the touch of air, sand or rock, you tried to breathe deeply to steady yourself against the pain but found only a wet rattling hacking in its place that had you curled double with pain and struggling for breath, dark bile was in abundance and you tasted sickly iron with it.

It took longer than you would have liked to steel yourself and recover, for a mere cough to have you so close to tears was shameful and you would have burned with shame had you not been alone. Through tears and pain you could see the earliest signs of pre dawn light in the night sky. It had been midday when you had left the castle, had you really been at sea so long? The thought of it disconcerted you a moment before you remembered the madness of what places it had held you in and gave a wet laugh that spelled you a fit of coughing, time was no more a trick of the light than the waking world it seemed.

You considered Crab’s claw and the helm near it, the prizes of your expedition and the proof of where you had been, You might have thought to make it to the Castle and make a dramatic show of it like a Bard’s tale but your state gave you pause, It would be a hike, even on a trail or path well travelled and you did not envy the thought of it.


Would continuing be a bridge too far?
1.The high road, the low road or to rest
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]
>The hike was madness, you would be sobbing in tears barely past the beach at best and with severe injury at worst, glory and songs were not worth that! You could not see the end of the beach but with any luck the shore and rocks would be traversable and perhaps with time you could make it to the port or at least some place more comfortable than this. [Cynic]
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

2.Stranger shades point allocation
>Perk gained Fated:+1 re-roll at any time, +1 Adverse re-roll to next check.
Choose one of the following branches to allocate a single point
>Fire
>Ice
>Shadow

>>5846425
QM SIDE BAR: Alyn is wounded, naked and exhausted, there will be no checks regardless of what you choose when staying or leaving, however his state and choices WILL HEAVILY IMPACT A LOT OF THE UPCOMING OUTCOMES OF THIS ADVENTURE and will have consequences both good and bad, think carefully of the angle and what you wish to achieve from this, you may need to think grander and with more foresight than you have previously as a lot is weighing on what is done.

Also I know I'm taking longer than I said but this week is incredibly extraordinary for me and all I can say is I'm still trying to keep to my updates so please bear with me.

>>5846425
>Shadow
https://y.yarn.co/cbe606f2-3b30-479a-9221-85fef542d650.mp4
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]

>>5846425
1:
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]
2:
>Ice

>>5846425
>The hike was madness, you would be sobbing in tears barely past the beach at best and with severe injury at worst, glory and songs were not worth that! You could not see the end of the beach but with any luck the shore and rocks would be traversable and perhaps with time you could make it to the port or at least some place more comfortable than this. [Cynic]
We nearly died. We need to recover.
>Shadow

>>5846425
>>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

>Shadow

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>>5846425
i think the second of the three options are currently more sensible. but the first one is the one most likely to get us back towards the main plot first and foremost. buuuuut being out at the beach has the highest chance of leaving us able to meet fish wife again. even if it's VERY unlikely story wise right now.
imma choose

>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

though if anyone wants to convince me to vote otherwise please actually do, because i wanna see what happens in all three so i am very indecisive right now.

also
>Fire

Valyrian blood is meant to be that of fire. and i feel like ice doesn't really represent water well here either so...im going with the dragonblood, since i can't really see our character being a priest of R'hllor, since shadows are seen as servants of R'hllor.

>>5846425
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

>Shadow

>>5846425
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]
>Fire

>>5846425

>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

Let's try and re-orient ourselves here.

>Shadow

Why no Sea option, Herald?

>>5846612
>Why no Sea option, Herald?
I'm copingthinking that Ice IS the Sea option, representing the cold of the Abyss

>>5846425
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]
>Fire

>>5846425
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]
>Ice

>>5846425
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]
>Shadow

>>5846425
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]
2 cynic options?

>Shadow

>>5846425
>>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]
GUYS GUYS WE *spits saliva and blood while bleeding for free* NEED WE NEED WE NEED WE NEED *insert multiple gasps for air here* WE NEED *falls on hard ground* WE NEED WE NEED *breaks ankles* WE NEED WE NEED *attacked by westerosians land piranhas* WE NEED TO RUN LIKE HELL ! WHAT YOU MEAN THER WAS A LESSON PREVIOUS THREAD ABOUT BEING RECKLES-ACK *eaten alive by snails*

>Shadow
cool shadow

>>5846430
Dont worry boss, i know.
I can feel you, basic common sense. Who would not rest after a great deed. Or a battle. Or after a great work. Who would discard method and intelligence. Who would discard an hard lesson learned with the life on the line. Who would discard wisdom and strength, for become even weaker and easier to be embraced by death.

All it takes is just some time and rest. Perhaps even seeing about doing a check of our wounds and the territory around us, for properly return without running (i wouldn't call the coast of Dragonstone particulary trustworthy for running XD) and ensure we have good ground on our feet. Who knows maybe we could even think on what to say to our father and uncle, a simple speech or something longer but with some time thinking on it, could be even better than just saying some random words when we see them !

Ah, perhaps i said too much for others.

oh also i wanna ask, if we stay at the beach. can we find our old clothes again?

i don't wanna come back with no clothes on with our dick out while possibly every lord in the crownlands is currently able to see us on the way in.

>>5846425
>The hike was madness, you would be sobbing in tears barely past the beach at best and with severe injury at worst, glory and songs were not worth that! You could not see the end of the beach but with any luck the shore and rocks would be traversable and perhaps with time you could make it to the port or at least some place more comfortable than this. [Cynic]

> Shadow

>>5845867
>>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

> Shadow

>>5846425
>>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]
>>Shadow

>>5846518
Don't associate shadow with R'hllor, t's not about shiladowbinding.

>>5846612
The sea is not strongly reveleant to Asoiaf magic or the more fantastical things, thematically, you have fire, Ice and darkness.

>>5846751
Dammit the last one was supposed to be taciturn.

>>5847215
Ah I should correct myself, Stranger shades is not specifically the magic path period, one could go all in on it while never seeing magic occur.

>>5846425
>Damn it all! You would make it to the castle and make your name today with all the glory and drama that would have your name recorded in song and history as the reclaimer of your ancestral glory, nothing else would do [Haughty]

>Shadow

>>5846425
>The hike was madness, you would be sobbing in tears barely past the beach at best and with severe injury at worst, glory and songs were not worth that! You could not see the end of the beach but with any luck the shore and rocks would be traversable and perhaps with time you could make it to the port or at least some place more comfortable than this.

Absolutely fuck the hike, we do not need to deal with the forest and it's bullshit right now.

>Shadow

Dark like the Abyss of the Ocean.

Quick aside: I assume that each of the three Stranger Shades has some alignment with different types of Magic. Like, Ice probably has something to do with necromancy, Fire is likely attached to self-buffs and "combat magic", and Shadow is curses and charms.

>>5847273
>spoiler
Yes, no, maybe?

>>5846425
>>Fire
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

>>5846425
>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

>Shadow

>>5846425
>Fire

>The hike was madness, you would be sobbing in tears barely past the beach at best and with severe injury at worst, glory and songs were not worth that! You could not see the end of the beach but with any luck the shore and rocks would be traversable and perhaps with time you could make it to the port or at least some place more comfortable than this. [Cynic]

>>5846425
We're safe now, lets get the rest we now know we should have taken back when we surfaced. Telling tall tales of undersea monsters and mermaids in our state will end poorly. Even with our prizes in hand and wounds adorning our body, if we have to make a roll to fend off assertions of falsehood then I think our wounds and exhaustion will impede any charisma we have left to muster.

>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]

Also, I'd rather risk exposure than robbery in our state. I couldn't handle the embarrassment if we got shanked. At least if we die of the cold or our wounds then there is a chance someone of noble stock discovers our body and our deeds will pass into memory from their self evident nature.

>Shadow

It's dark down there in the abyss.

Is there a qtr for the timeline of this canon? How did the books and pov characters end?

>>5849443
*qrd sorry

>>5849443
Yes in the last thread there are several qrds.
The book magic sizzled out and all the characters failed at their goals.
World is kill.

>>5849443
Its a bit everywhere.

My apologies for the lack of an update, this week has proven frustrating from more than just a writing perspective.

>>5849443
Not as yet sorry, my notes are a mess and it's going to take a heap of organisation to make it appropriately collated for reading.

>>5849478
"All failed" is sort of subjective, Jamie is remembered as a better man than the Kingslayer, Brienne was accepted by the larger world and loved after a fashion and retained her honor, Sansa achieved security and safety, Arianne became a queen and princess of Dorne and Davos got to go home in peace.

Daenereys, Jon and Connington have cases for technically achieving their objectives, Daenereys brought freedom to slavers Bay but did not return to westeros, Jon saved the realm of men by technicality that nothing ever came south and the majority of the wildlings made it through the wall peaceably and Connington posthumously saw Aegon sit a throne as a King.

>>5849803
what's been going on that has caused your life? not to pry into your personal matters, it's more so just so that we might be more understanding then. since while i do think it's been VERY slow here, i also do wholly understand life always coems first.

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>The pain was too much, rest and recovery were what you needed not more exertion, perhaps when the sun rose you would have an easier time making it back to the castle but there was no use in rushing [Cynic]
>Lose exhausted condition, gain tired condition [-5DC]
>Alyn Celtigar is now Injured!You are by no means healed or healing and this marks only a marginal recovery
>The sheer audacity of your deed will be lessened slightly and the shock of your state somewhat lessened as well despite what you may assert or appear as, it remains an incredibly impressive deed so far but far less fantastical.
>+1 Shadow

Pain overwhelmed you as you made to sit, every act no matter how small or slight was an agony that threatened you with tears for the effort and the thought of the hike into the hills loomed so impossibly large that you near retched at the thought of continuing, better to remain here, there was no harm to it, you would not die for want of rest, even resting proved painful, it was all you could do to muster the discipline to not cause yourself further by restlessly turning in a fruitless effort to be free of it, even heavy lidded it tore at you like a pack of wolves…..you… you…you just needed…. to rest…

Sunlight greeted you again behind a light curtain of fog, the crash of waves was low and steady and betrayed the receding tide, you blinked away grit in the soft light and felt the light softly warming your skin, you were parched and your lips had grown dry and cracked and your head swam when you made to rise, you staggered as the world tilted and was thankful it was the softer sand and not one of the rocks that cushioned your fall, with a rasping breath you pulled yourself to your knees and then feet, you were not at your journey's end yet.

>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]
>You had to get to Dragonstone’s castle, warm food, water and a Maester could mean the difference between fever and a chill that might kill you, you did not feel it coming on but many men had died for lesser injuries, you hated, HATED the prospect of the rocky hills but your survival depended on it. [Cynic]
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5850319
>>You had to get to Dragonstone’s castle, warm food, water and a Maester could mean the difference between fever and a chill that might kill you, you did not feel it coming on but many men had died for lesser injuries, you hated, HATED the prospect of the rocky hills but your survival depended on it. [Cynic]

>>5850261
Numerous things, i don't really want to speak too much on my personal life on a Manchurian cat farming forum but specifically I have been looking at moving and unfortunately yet another place has ended up defective and poorly made to my frustration, the fact I have been looking for the better part of more than a year has not helped things, I'm just glad its not something I have too rush.

I think its out of my system now that I've managed to crack out a small update.

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>>5849803
no problem, Alyn ass need to rest anyway. He will get up in some hours. After that probably "gently" telling a local fisherman to give us some clothing and food, then come with us so we pay him the few copper coins he needs.
Or just bully him.
anyway get this

>>5850330
oh neat, I didn't think I get art for my stupid quest at all let alone in the second thread.

>>5850319
>>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5850319
>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]
I doubt we'll have any problem getting aid, provided we find a peasant in a timely manner - suddenly being faced with a naked, wounded teenage boy with a poleaxe would spook rather many into compliance

>>5850319
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5850319
>>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5850319
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]


i really wanna take from the third option as well, and ask for forgiveness out to the sea for the idol. that small gesture can at the least be done without much worry.

>>5850328
ah, that sucks. and i understand. if it's any consolidation know that all things shall change. this isn't going to be the case forever. i know you probably know it as well. but sometimes it's important to just hear it as well from others. things might not be good now. but the bad will change. after all, that's life. innit?

either way, you've been running a great quest as of yet, and even if you think it's a stupid quest as you say >>5850334 i check this quest around every hour for updates. i and many others like it alot as of yet. so don't be hard on yourself. i don't know who you are as a IRL person, none of us do. but at least i can say i think you have talent in this. you just don't haven't had the free time and general time to show us it fully yet. but people are here discussing YOUR quest, YOUR characters. take some pride in something when you've done it well sunny :D

>>5850319
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

No matter. If we rested earlier the shock would've lessened either way. The point is to not be exhausted such that we are easy to take advantage of.

also plz forgive us wave waifu!

>>5850319
uhmm the deed shouldn't be able to go lower to a certain threshold. At the end no matter what, is still both halberd and helm, and idol. If a young boy manage it is still nothing short of spectacular.
Being tired doesn't really help but a fisherman could give us some food, and a look at those wounds. mmmmm The coast rocks are very dangerous unfortunately they have no issues in killing grown men never mind us.
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]
i'll go for this

>>5850334
Nah i think you deserved something. i appreciate your quest.
Beside is nothing really, i put some minutes in to it at lunch break. I could make something more serious if i wanted in Ps, but nothing comes to mind and if it does i don't feel i can make it good enough.

>>5850319
>>You had to get to Dragonstone’s castle, warm food, water and a Maester could mean the difference between fever and a chill that might kill you, you did not feel it coming on but many men had died for lesser injuries, you hated, HATED the prospect of the rocky hills but your survival depended on it. [Cynic]

>>5850319
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5850481
The reception of your deed is not in a vaccum and their are other things that can affect the impact

>>5850736
Does anyone here also read Trojan War quest? Im happy that this quest is continuing as it almost died in flames the same as that one did. Remember that overconfidence is a slow killer until it isn't and you are boxed in with your only option being death.

>>5850751
I haven't read Trojan quest though maybe I should as I have a affectionate soft spot for historical quests.

>>5850319
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5850319
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]
I cannot recall if I have voted already so please forgive me if I have accidentally doubled up.

I would vote for Taciturn but reading it it seems like we are begging for fish waifu to come and help us. I would much prefer that doesn't come to pass, as I don't feel that Alyn should be a 'begging' sort of person (especially to his potential wife). Much rather he take command of himself and enlist the help of a fisherman or some other person. Plus, think of how your average Dragonstone resident would react to a clearly valyrian man washing up on the beach and enlisting their help! The people of the island are naturally subordinate to those of the Old Blood (case in point - their welcoming of "dragonseeds").

Recasting the vote due to being deadlocked

>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5851216
>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5851216
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5851216
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5851216
>>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5851216
>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5851216
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5851216
>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5851216
>>You would watch the water for a time, muster your courage, beg her forgiveness for the broken Idol, some part of yourself wanted some hero to rescue you from your broken body, none would come, you were sure, you would make a decision eventually but not before you were ready and able. [Taciturn]

>>5851216
>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

>>5851216
>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

Vote closed, Haughty has it.

>>5852076
You alright Herald?

>>5852076
im going to chew your ass and kick bubble gum if you dont return

>>5854645
>>5854717
My cat died today, I'm not kidding.

I had her for fifteen years since I was a teenager and it hurts, she had terminal cancer that was non treatable but until last night she was stable until something caused a massive bleeding wound that was the final nail.

The lack of a update has mostly been writers block, I suspect I know the cause and I'll have to knuckle through it, I should have something tonight, if I'm not drunk.

>>5854726
Fuck your cat
jk rest in catnip

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>>5854726
Hold onto her memory Herald.

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>You did not know how far you had swam from where you started but even bedraggled, wounded and alone you felt some distant pang of shame for your nakedness, you might find your clothes where you had left them…. With a great deal of luck, more likely you might have to command the aid of some fisherman or hovel peasant. [Haughty]

Shame was not something you tolerated and despite perhaps the girl in the sea there were rare few times where you did not feel some distant irrational pang of it, even alone and unwatched it caused you some disquiet and you resolved to find some clothes be it what you had left behind or some commanded from some of the smallfolk of the island.

The shore of Dragonstone was more rock than sand and no small amount of that was lethally sharp, you thanked the seven that you had survived their hidden brethren under the sea. Your departure was hardly swift, your right leg could barely hold you and if it was not for Crab’s claw you would be a cripple at march if not in truth and it was not long before you were muttering curses under your breath at every rough crevice and dagger like rock that stabbed, cut and tore at your feet, more than once you had to collect yourself on the long march, fighting back tears and frustration that landfall had yielded you little more comfort.

The sun was dipping late into the day when you came upon the first signs of what you wanted, lazy smoke upon the cliffs and a ramshackle sea shed housing a skiff gone to ruin, nothing of use existed in the shack save rotten timbers and rusted nails, ascending the cliffside was an agony though easy for a well trodden dirt trail and after a long painful drawn out hour that might have taken you a scant few minutes in good health you reached your destination. It was a small hovel guarded by an old man with a rusting hatchet, he regarded you with a caution you misliked, he thought you mad no doubt, maybe even a lunatic brigand of some sort, the thought of being cast as such a low villain soured you.

[1/2]

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>>5854900
‘’Me and mine want no trouble Dragonseed’’ he croaked with a hardness that surprised you, behind him you thought you felt furtive eyes on you from within. The Man’s eyes flicked nervously between you and Crab’s claw but their was a softness to it, a pitying that made you feel wretched.

>’’Tell me where the castle is’’ The hovel was small and undignified, you would press on for better lodgings, all you needed was a guide, even just a word of it would have you on your way.
>’’I am a guest of Lord Sandworth and claim guestright, you will give me food and clothes’’ A peasant was a peasant armed or not, his kind were born to servitude and brow beaten by habit to their betters, you would use that, never mind Lord Sandworth knew nothing of guest right. [Cynic]
>’’’This is Valyrian steel, give me food and shelter and I will be on my way’’ pity and poor regard left you sore and angry, you were not Corly’s but the implication should be enough to turn the old man aside, you were not asking much. [Taciturn]

As a reminder write-ins are welcome on all posts as long as they are reasonable

>>5854901
>’’This is Valyrian steel, give me food and shelter and I will be on my way’’ pity and poor regard left you sore and angry, you were not Corly’s but the implication should be enough to turn the old man aside, you were not asking much. [Taciturn]

“I don’t want trouble either” you say, “just food, clothes and shelter for a time, and then I’ll be on my way”.

>>5854901
>I am no Dragonseed, I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar. I was caught in the waves ... yesterday and near drowned. You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord's guest, and I will see you rewarded for it. [Haughty]

>>5854901
Write-in
>I am no Dragonseed, I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar. I was caught in the waves ... yesterday and near drowned. You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord's guest, and I will see you rewarded for it. [Haughty]

>>5854726
Sorry to hear that man. Losing a pet really fucking sucks.
Hope you got the chance to spend some time with her recently and that she didn't suffer.

>>5854914
>>5854913
>>5854901
Also, please excuse the double post. Not sure what happened there.

>>5854901
>>’’I am a guest of Lord Sandworth and claim guestright, you will give me food and clothes’’ A peasant was a peasant armed or not, his kind were born to servitude and brow beaten by habit to their betters, you would use that, never mind Lord Sandworth knew nothing of guest right. [Cynic]

>>5854901
>>’’I am a guest of Lord Sandworth and claim guestright, you will give me food and clothes’’ A peasant was a peasant armed or not, his kind were born to servitude and brow beaten by habit to their betters, you would use that, never mind Lord Sandworth knew nothing of guest right. [Cynic]

>>5854726
I still miss my not so lil fluff man years after, I understand.

>>5854913
+1

>>5854913
+1

>>5854913
>+1
Sorry to hear that Herald

>>5854913
>>5854901

Support
I sincerely doubt he will say no because a reward is not bad for most commoners.

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>>5854913
+1
Also
RIP CATTO

>>5854901
>’’This is Valyrian steel, give me food and shelter and I will be on my way’’ pity and poor regard left you sore and angry, you were not Corly’s but the implication should be enough to turn the old man aside, you were not asking much. [Taciturn]
RIP

>>5854916
If you cancel a post before posting has cleared the original tends to be posted about 50% of the time.

Write-in has it, thanks for the sympathy.

>>5854726
Sorry to hear that herald : /
RIP kitty o7

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>I am no Dragonseed, I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar. I was caught in the waves ... yesterday and near drowned. You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord's guest, and I will see you rewarded for it. [Haughty]
good choice

‘’I am no Dragonseed’’ you began, the old man merely gave a chuckle in response, the disrespect set you on edge.

‘’That hair does not lie lad, you’ve got Dragonblood in those veins’’ his tone had relaxed though he still held the hatchet at guard and you thought you saw some half-remembered stance in his step.

‘’I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar, Valyrian blood is in our veins’’ you protested, that seemed to grab the old man’s attention.

‘’Celtigar?’’ he eyes twinkled thoughtfully ‘’I’d thought milords kin all died on the Tyrant’’ he looked at you strangely with a look of what could have been remorse or pity. ‘’Did his lordship sire you on his sea wife?’’

Sea wife? What was he talking about? you stumbled over your next words ‘’No I… my father came because of the Pentoshi Prince, I was caught in the waves and near drowned.’’ the man’s attention was in your grip as you spoke and you thought to capitalize on it.

‘’You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord’s guest and I will see you rewarded for it’’ the last word came out more a weeze than word, though you felt more a lord than you ever did at Crab Isle saying it and you stood taller for it.

The old man laughed after a moment ‘’Gods be good boy, you might be King Crab born again if you think you can make it to the castle like that’’ he looped the hatchet on his worn belt, any disrespect you might have felt melted in the face of concession ’’I’d give you bread and salt to show my hospitality but I know you’ll be wanting a place near the fire and water more than salt, one see’s enough of it when you’ve been taken by the sea’’

He moved to the door, inside you could see shadows moving.

Shelter or trails
>‘’Give me food, clothes and directions and I’ll be on my way, if you wish to guide me or not I will see you rewarded for it’’ You needed to press on to the castle, the old man meant well but if you stopped here, you might not leave. [Haughty + Press on]
>’’My thanks’’ warm food, a fire, possibly even clothes however rough spun would be a glorious reprieve from the cold and nakedness of your present state and another barrier between you, sickness and death. [Cynic + Shelter]
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]
Think carefully about your choices
Thanks for being patient

>>5859669
>>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

There is a chance he may recognize Crab's Claw if he speaks the truth.

>>5859669
>’’My thanks’’ warm food, a fire, possibly even clothes however rough spun would be a glorious reprieve from the cold and nakedness of your present state and another barrier between you, sickness and death. [Cynic + Shelter]
>Write-in
Keep our hands on the halberd and ask who is in his house, then ask his name and job. If we can enter we will be near the door of this crap of a building, nobody will enter without us noticing and none of his kids will run out and inform his friends.
Filth.

I can feel that he is looking at what we have and thinking of an opportunity, i am tempted to slaughter his whole family here and now, if he thinks he can order his kids out to inform friends for kill us he will find a bad surprise. Man if only we weren't alone this peasant wouldn't act like this. I don't trust this at all, but we need that food and clothes for not just drop dead.

I really dont want all our efforts to be for nothing, this feels bad every update there is an air of unease on this. We need to reach the castle soon, but thinking on it looking like a vagrant doesn't aid us in entering. Dragonstone is currently filled by most of the noble houses and warlords of the Crownlands, they will think us a commoner pretending or recognize us has an easy prey.
We need to find the family troops and then enter, they know we are one of the trueborn sons of Celtigar lord and they will stop any dog and rat in the castle that says we are a thief.

>>5859714
Sounds like a bad thing.
Our grandfather wanted to conquer Dragonstone, this is a commoner he might have lost someone close in the battle. Like a cousin, a brother, a son, a nephew

The halberd and helm are clearly noble and high quality, not many see valyrian steel, but he and anyone in existance should understand this is high quality steel. The helm might be a bit rusted, but its good both in craftmanship and material.
There is also the idol which might be an immediate accuse of being pagan or heretic.

All three combined give us claim to our words, but its 100% likely it also mean jackals will pounch on the opportunity. Not even thinking about the Grafton mutts our father spawned, just in general around us

>>5859669
>>’’My thanks’’ warm food, a fire, possibly even clothes however rough spun would be a glorious reprieve from the cold and nakedness of your present state and another barrier between you, sickness and death. [Cynic + Shelter]

>>5859669
>>‘’Give me food, clothes and directions and I’ll be on my way, if you wish to guide me or not I will see you rewarded for it’’ You needed to press on to the castle, the old man meant well but if you stopped here, you might not leave. [Haughty + Press on]

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking
Fuck politics let's get those mystic secrets

>>5859669
>’’My thanks’’ warm food, a fire, possibly even clothes however rough spun would be a glorious reprieve from the cold and nakedness of your present state and another barrier between you, sickness and death. [Cynic + Shelter]

>>5859669
>>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]
RIP Cat

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

>>5859669
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]
Did Lord Celtigar have a mer-wife?

>>5860235
Politics what ?? We have been doing nothing but fucking occultist shit at this point. Boring.
At the moment we are just avoiding to die of cold, and we haven't eat or receive any warm or clothing. Is likely we are going to catch a disease standing outside like this, and someone else will take the opportunity of helm and halberd.

Also King Crab was just a title of our grandfather, so this fisherman would talk of his perspective of an invading warlord. Which is political funnily enough lol

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>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]

The old man had his hand on the door to the hovel when your head stopped spinning with questions and treasons.
‘’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you blurted, you needed answers more than sense allowed. The old man paused, considering what you asked of him.
‘’It’s not a tale I should tell lad, mayhaps yer kin should’’ the old man was hesitant for some reason you knew though why escaped you.

Persuasion check
> Higher Social Standing / Simple request [Gain information]
>80DC
>Bad memories -10DC
>Audacious state + 20DC
>Stranger -3DC
>Age & time -15DC
>Old loyalties Write-in +1 Save
>Hard retelling +1 Adverse re-roll
>Fated: (+1 re-roll at any time, +1 Adverse re-roll to next check.)
>DC 72

Double Fail = Choked retelling, despite anything else the old man is full of emotion, his retelling is a hard task and misses details otherwise provided.
0 =‘’I know nothing lad, best ye be on your way’’ the man is reticent on the matter and worse hardened by your desire for one.
1 = ‘’It was a long time ago lad….’’ the man’s memory is dimmed by age but he remembers some though it is obvious the larger picture is missing.
2 = ‘’Twas like this….’’ the man is forthcoming though some details are missed, you receive a (mostly) accurate retelling.
3 = ‘’It was a dark and stormy night….’’ the man’s wits and memory are unclouded by Age & Time and the retelling is glorious and true.
Double Success = Oath unforgotten, your journey to dragonstone will be further aided.

Three rolls of 1d100 Please! You have one re-roll of consequence, there is one adverse re-roll!

The story of the Crab king’s end is a violent one…

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>5862898

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>5862925
ope

>>5862926
ope

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5862898

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5862898

>>5862926
Why you roll twice?

>>5862926
I'm just going to say the save is there, regardless of weither or not you wish to use it.

>>5862937
one was a d20

>>5862940
I’d say we should use the save. Though, I don’t know if that is only up to the 100 roller’s discretion.

>>5862942
It would be but unless I hear from him its too the general playerbase.

well honeslty to me id say i think the 100 is the valid one without a need to use the reroll, simply because the guy did indeed roll a d20 instead of a d100 at first, making the first roll an invalid roll. unless you choose to x5 it or something to make up for the dice problem. though of course you are the boss in the choice ultimately.

i just think as it was an honest mistake on the anons part on rolling a d20 and then rolling again because he knew his roll was invalid. shouldn't be punished sine he didn't even in the spirit of things roll several times and say "oops, well guess we'll take my last roll tee hee" or other fuckshit, to my understanding he's rolled once, fucked up and thus made that roll invalid, then rolled in a valid way to continue on despite of the first mistake.

that's just my take on it tho.

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>>5863086
oh wait i think i misunderstood REALLY badly. thinking 100 was a crit since i've been looking at other quests where higher = better. and thus thought people were trying to say a critical sucess was a failure because the anon fumbled the first roll.

fuck me im stupid

>>5862898
This seems a temporary save just useful in this situation with this old soldier. Could get us to 3 successes or if the fail is taken as a crit as one hell of a violent story. Perhaps he weeps having to recall the horrors our grandsire committed, betrayed his oath, or was partially responsible for his death.

>>5862898
Use the save, obviously.
This information sounds worth having

>>5862950
use the save. someone else can roll.

Alright save used you guys get the full story with three successes, this is going to be fun.

got to admit I'm hoping for a bunch of time to get the ball rolling properly again over christmas since I enjoy writing this but there is a very good chance I'll be moving into a new place come the new year so I'll have to play it by ear after christmas since I very likely will need to pack and prepare moving, luckily it'll likely not be a long way.

>>5863853
>got to admit I'm hoping for a bunch of time to get the ball rolling properly again over christmas since I enjoy writing this but there is a very good chance I'll be moving into a new place come the new year so I'll have to play it by ear after christmas since I very likely will need to pack and prepare moving, luckily it'll likely not be a long way.
Well I'll keep my fingers crossed that the move goes smoothly because I'm loving this quest.

>>5863853
Uhm

>>5866225
It's happeningI've been neck deep in negotiating and due diligence this week, update will be tonight

>>5866342
Kay
Good work.

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yo

>>5871203
nice love the crab

*crab noise*

>>5862950
Merry Christmas Herald

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Merry christmas, Saturnalia, Yuletide or whatever in the seven you might celebrate this season.

I'm honestly pleasantly surprised a few of you still post in here given my long absence and failure to keep to even basic updates here.

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>>5874017
it's worth it, Herald. This is one of the best quests and asoiaf fanwrites I've come across.

I'm even in the process of doing some key art of our hero.

>>5874017
Merry Christmas to all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i was there just for add the two dumb images in tegaki really its nothing much. It seems it worked out in the end, someone else decided to make something better.

and also because I want to actually see done the normal part, since the occultist have been given three very long doses and i have yet to see the war against this Essossi Prince which should be the main thing XD.

>>5874052
Good art.

I’ve archived the thread.
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/5842433/

Another one bites the dust

riperino

so fuckin sad, this was a great start to a possibly great quest :(

Perhaps one day Herald will return, or another will pickup from where he left off.