Year 1, AprilYour first month is spent getting your bearings. With no manor house to stay in, and wishing to avoid sleeping in the elements, you back track and set up your residence in the least worn-down of the abandoned buildings you rode in past. It is drafty and spartan, but you have lived your whole life in a similar state, so it is not so bad.
You come to understand that this area has had no lord living in it for generations. The lands fall under the jurisdiction of Count Foles, as you were told by the King's steward, but his presence is barely felt. You realize that perhaps your presence here is partially intended to rectify that situation.
The people on your land are widely spread out. There is no town or village to speak of that falls under your jurisdiction, just various scattered hovels, huts, and homesteads. You have a nagging feeling that, if you want to get anything of note accomplished, it would be easier with some sort of village on your land. You also learn that the nearest market town, Carshire, is back on the main road, about a day's ride away.
After a few days by the river, watching the occasional barge roll by, you decide that it would be advantageous to build a dock for your new lands. You pitch this idea to a few of the layabouts that you encounter, and manage to convince a few to help you chop down lumber for it and help put it together. As you are not a trained carpenter, and you rather lack the funds to hire one if you knew of one, your efforts at constructing a workable dock are mixed. Still, you get the job done.
As you spend the end of the month relaxing by the river, you do notice a few of the merchants on passing barges now eye your docks, before continuing downstream after noting the distinct lack of a town at the other end of the dock.
Still, you now have a roof over your head, and your lands have a dock. Not so bad for your first month of leadership!
Age: 19
Illiterate
Untrained Swordswman
Untrained Rider
Militia-grade Short Sword
Old Brown Mare
Worn-down Farmhouse
No buildings
No citizens
Rickety dock
River Parlon (fertile banks on both sides, light forest to the north)
Run-down farms south of the river
Market Town of Carshire - One day's ride
King Edward Geronos IV, Lord of the Falls, Keeper of the Flame, Seer of the Dawn - Vaguely remembered
Count Aaron Foles - Your Liege Lord - Unknown