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[Maldevious]

We've got a month per turn; why not both?

GM NOTE: You could do that, but with the length of time necessary for arranging a meeting and travel both ways, you may not have time for much else on your land that month.

[ansontan2000]

I vote to go see the lord.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I vote Lord.

Why do you always preface your comments with GM Note?

[Maldevious]

I suppose I could just put my GM Notes in italics. Just got into the habit, I guess. No real reason. See, look at me now!

[Dariush]

A month on a river could take you across the continent, let alone to see your lord.

[Maldevious]

A month on a river could take you across the continent, let alone to see your lord.

If only you had a boat...

[Dariush]

A raft will do the trick.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

I vote to go see the lord.

[Maldevious]

Year 1, July

The heat of the summer is oppressive this year, and you feel rather hands-off. You simply instruct young Master Wood to start up an organized group of woodcutters and carpenters. You instruct him to spend this month honing techniques and stockpiling supplies. He agrees happily, and sets to work.

Meanwhile, you decide it would be a wise idea to visit Count Foles downstream, in order to pay your respects and get a feel for the man. You set off with your old brown mare, sword strapped rakishly to your hip. You feel as though you cut an imposing figure, compared to the rabble that makes up your people.

The journey itself takes several days before you reach a small town, although it is much larger than your own. You ride in and find out that this is in fact one of the Count's minor villages, and are instructed to continue riding for another day or so. They explain that he has a small palisade outside the county seat, which goes by the name of Curbiston.

After staying with a generous innkeeper for free, you ride the next day, and find yourself awed by the size of Curbiston. You have never seen a village this size. Children run through the streets, a busy market is bustling. You ride through the center of the village, and make your way towards a small hill overlooking a turn in the now much wider River Parlon. Perched on that hill is a stout wooden palisade.

You make your way to the gates, and after a brief explanation of who you are, you are brought inside and led to a small stone building. Inside, you are brought into a cozy chamber, with a high window that lets in the breeze from the river. You sit for a few minutes, which stretches out into many minutes. An hour passes, and you stand to leave, when an oaf of a man barges in from another door.

You smell the drink on him immediately. He is fat and disheveled, with a wild look in his eyes. You begin to question whether this is in fact the Count, but a closer examination reveals that his stained clothes are of a fine material, and his hands are covered in silver rings with bold gems inset.

He staggers towards a stout oak chair and flops down. Eyeing you up and down, he practically vomits the words out. "Who in the bloodly hell are you, and why should I care?"

This, my fine players, is a role playing segment. Feel free to jump in.

Spoiler: "Sir Samuel Stone" (click to show/hide)

Age: 19
Illiterate
Untrained Swordswman
Untrained Rider

Spoiler: "Equipment and Possessions" (click to show/hide)

Militia-grade Short Sword
Old Brown Mare
Worn-down Farmhouse

Spoiler: "Capital Town" (click to show/hide)

5 Citizens
Basic Inn
Bare bones Market
Rickety dock

Spoiler: "Your Land" (click to show/hide)

River Parlon (fertile banks on both sides, light forest to the north)
Poor farms south of the river
Crude Roads
Small Warehouse
Small Communal Farm
Sparsely populated

Spoiler: "Nearby" (click to show/hide)

Market Town of Carshire - One day's ride on main road
Folesden - Land of Count Foles - Downstream
   * Curbiston - County Seat of Folesden
Land of Sir Denton - Upstream
Hemswood Abbey - Far Upstream - Known for dark beer

Spoiler: "Known Lords by Rank and Relationship" (click to show/hide)

King Edward Geronos IV, Lord of the Falls, Keeper of the Flame, Seer of the Dawn - Vaguely remembered

Count Aaron Foles - Your Liege Lord - An angry drunkard - Suspicious

Sir Blake Denton - Unknown

Spoiler: "Important Citizens" (click to show/hide)

Ian Wood - Foreman, former carpenter's apprentice

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[Jbg97]

"I'm the guy who got the land upstream from here, I want some advice on how to build a city"

[Gotdamnmiracle]

But proper greetings are in order. I am Sir Stone, my lord, Lord of Feroshire, as I said before, the modest village upstream. I felt it necessary to meet my count before setting up shop anymore than I already have.

[Maldevious]

He glares at you for a moment. "Upjumped shit-farmer by the looks of you... Ain't never heard of a Feroshire, either... Last I checked, there wasn't anything worth a fart upstream of my lands, and you don't have the look of someone who can change that."

He shifts slightly in his seat, snorting slightly. "Well, then, I guess that means you'll be paying me some taxes, then?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Perhaps. That's one of the issues I came to discuss."

[Maldevious]

He seems slightly surprised. "Good, good. I have to pay the bastard Duke every autumn harvest, so... you have to pay me every autumn harvest. I'll be sending my tax collector out your way in a few months, then. Better make it worth my while."

He turns away from you and shouts incoherently. A few moments later, a servant arrives with a single mug of ale. The Count sips it and eyes you warily. You aren't sure about the propriety of it, but you feel as though it is a slight that he is drinking without offering you refreshment.

"You'll also need to provide troops, should I so need them. You don't look like much of a fighter, boy. I would have snapped you in half back in my day..." He trails off, leaving an awkward silence hanging in the tiny room.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Possibly, but normally a cudgel is my weapon of choice and I can did get "up- jumped for exhibiting valor on the field of battle... At the moment, able bodies are the only resource I seem to have in excess. The armor and weapons to clothe them may be problematic, especially at this time... My liege, you must know how development can make or break a small project. This project requires a specialist or two if it is to be lucrative to you or I.

 As far as taxes go, if crops are an acceptable substitute, you can expect them as soon as your tax collecter makes rounds.