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[Talvara]

I think its a bad idea to start talking about marriage with the niece of a duke while we still live in a thatched roof shanty. We should build a (small) proper manor in the spring. Then start officially courting Marna.

We should at least get her uncle to give permission first, it's not like we'd marry her IMMEDIATELY(these things historically took time, so we have some leeway to get our manor built)

that shes a niece of the duke is irrelivant, that shes a pretty swell lady is why we're going ahead with the courting... also... Melvin kinda put us on the spot there.

Edit:

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For the heraldry, keep it very simple. Green with a blue diagonal strip going upper left-bottom right. In the upper right corner, a silver sun with a golden core.

how about instead of the silver sun with a golder core, We'd go with a silver circle with two crossed arrows over it?

[GreatWyrmGold]

-start using the mine outcome. Take for ourselves a neatly-sized gold nugget (about thumbnail-sized). Keep it raw, set it inside a stylized sun in marteled silver and wear it as a necklace. It will advertize to all who see it that our land is rich and we are proud of that, but we refuse to get too showy about it. It's like a metaphor of ourselves (with jewelry = nobility): we may be unrefined, but we are of comparable worth.

I like this idea.



Bear in mind that we need to wait for warmer months before we can do much about our residence.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

-start using the mine outcome. Take for ourselves a neatly-sized gold nugget (about thumbnail-sized). Keep it raw, set it inside a stylized sun in marteled silver and wear it as a necklace. It will advertize to all who see it that our land is rich and we are proud of that, but we refuse to get too showy about it. It's like a metaphor of ourselves (with jewelry = nobility): we may be unrefined, but we are of comparable worth.

I like this idea.



Bear in mind that we need to wait for warmer months before we can do much about our residence.

I approve of this aswell. Send letter for permission to court.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Hey Mal, forewarning, I would like to borrow a similar framework to how you run this game (similar spoiler tabs) But the story will be completely original.

[Maldevious]

Hey Mal, forewarning, I would like to borrow a similar framework to how you run this game (similar spoiler tabs) But the story will be completely original.

By all means, go right ahead. I find it is an easy way to keep track of everything in a game for both players and GM. Best of luck.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Hey Mal, forewarning, I would like to borrow a similar framework to how you run this game (similar spoiler tabs) But the story will be completely original.

By all means, go right ahead. I find it is an easy way to keep track of everything in a game for both players and GM. Best of luck.

Thanks. Feel free to drop by if you want to give it a try from the other side. It has a similar idea to lordship in that you are carving out your own place. Vastly different universe, different rules, and I like curve balls.

[Maldevious]

Year 4, January

January is quite cold this year, your fourth since taking charge of the lands. You turn your attention to writing the Duke a letter, asking for a meeting with him in the coming months. You have in mind to formally present yourself to him, inform him of the mine, and ask to court his niece.

With your newly acquired literacy, you take several weeks poring over the letter for errors and neatness, writing several drafts. You have the letter sitting on your desk for much of the month, and you work on it each evening.

Desiring better horses, you send Irlof and some of your other merchants, along with a small escort, to buy a few horses with the idea of starting up a breeding program. A couple weeks of travel later, they return with a nice mottled grey hunting horse for you, as well as a few mares for husbandry purposes. For now, you simply house them in a local farmer's barn, but you may want to build a stable for them come spring.

You visit the mine, asking Stumpf for a small gold nugget, about the size of a thumb. You send it off to a Curbiston jeweler, and have it set into a piece of jewelry for you, a stylized silver sun necklace. It is returned at the end of the month, but you once again have emptied your treasury.

You spend your days training with the Rangers, helping them hash out their program. This goes well, and you feel yourself getting more skilled in woodsmanship as you work in the cold forests. Your swordsmanship also improves, as well, as you go through drills with the men. You are now getting quite skilled in the sword, besting most men in training.

Returning to your study one evening, you watch one of the nightly patrols pass by and settle down to pore over your letter one final time before sending it off on the morrow. A few minutes into your work, however, you hear a pane of glass break at the rear of your house. What would you like to do?

Roleplaying, go!

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

Age: 21 (February birthday)
Good Health
Great Fitness
Literate
Average Etiquette
Poor Rhetoric
Above Average Swordswman
Novice Spearman
Mediocre Shield User
Natural Archer
Average Woodsman
Average Rider
Novice Legal Mind

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

Militia-grade Short Sword
Average Clothing
Silver Sun Necklace with Gold Pendant
Mail Shirt
Fur cloak and leggings
Oak Shield
Mottled Grey Hunter
Average Farmhouse
Bound New Testament
Book of Laws
Cask of Beer

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

Treasury - Empty
103 Citizens
Wooden Palisade
Nice Communal Housing
Nice Inn
Small Courthouse
Brick Roads
Growing Small Brick Paved Market
Nice Clayworks
Small Smelter
Modest dockyard
Watermill (Lumber Mill)
Basic Shipyard
Brewery
Two nightly patrols
Two-way Ferry

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

Medium population (Loyal)
River Parlon (fertile banks on both sides, light forest to the north)
Modest parcel farms south of the river (two plantings per season)
Adequate Communal Farm
Small Vineyard
Crude Roads
Small Warehouse
Average Barracks, Armory, and Obstacle Course
Mines north of river (silver, copper, gold, iron)
   * Small community of miners in communal houses

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

Five veteran Archers
Ten veteran Spearmen
Five regular Axmen
Five regular Archers
Five green Rangers

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

Skilled Potters
Average Trappers
Novice Masons
Journeymen Miners
Novice Mechanics
Novice Metalworkers

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
Land of Sir Percival - Adjacent to Sir Denton's land, across the river
Hemswood Abbey - Far Upstream - Known for dark beer
Lands of Duke Erran - Across the river to the north - Used for hunting

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

Duke Erran - Unknown

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

Sir Blake Denton - Friendly
Sir Alan Percival - Friendly
Sir Uriel Lope - Count's Marshall - Unsure
Sir Melvin - Lady Marna's brother, Duke Erran's nephew - Polite

Lady Marna - Intrigued

Spoiler: "Important Citizens by Occupation and Relationship" (click to show/hide)

Alan Alanson - Squire - Companionable
Fin - Captain - Happy
William Dent - Steward - Companionable
Ian Wood - Overseer of Construction- Devoted
Marge Kannity - Brewer - Happy
Victor Irlof - Master of the Market - Devoted
Curtis Stumpf - Miner - Happy
Morgan - Shipwright - Happy

[Talvara]

Lets keep our sword in hand. I don't think we've pissed off anybody enough to warrant an assasination attempt... but lets be cautious here.

lets go check if anybody is trying to force their way into our dwelling.

[Maldevious]

You grab your sword from where it was leaning against your desk, and cautiously proceed to the part of the house where you heard the window break. Opening a door to your bedroom, you come across two men cloaked in black, both clutching daggers, standing near a shattered window. They give start as you open the door, their focus having been on the bed.

You have the drop, as it were. What will you do?

[Talvara]

Stab one in the dagger wielding shoulder, Intent is to disarm.

Then tell the other to drop its blade and to surrender... Now! dammit!

[kaian-a-coel]

They are here to kill. Do not hesitate to kill. Call the guard as well.

[Talvara]

They are here to kill. Do not hesitate to kill. Call the guard as well.

considering the circumstances that is a valid assumption. But taking a life isnt something that can be 'undone' if for whatever reason we're mistaken.
and we really need to have at least one to question.

anyway... right now its two on one, that needs to be remedied right away.

[kahn1234]

Kill one, disarm/disable the other.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Stab one in the dagger wielding shoulder, Intent is to disarm.

Then tell the other to drop its blade and to surrender... Now! dammit!

+1

Dead men tell no tales. That's good for their employers. Give them a chance to surrender.

[Maldevious]

You spring into action, leaping forward and stabbing one of the men in the shoulder. Your blade strikes true, and he screams in pain, dropping his dagger. You turn to the other one as the first man drops to his knees, telling him to surrender immediately.

He takes one look at you, and another look at the man on the floor, and then suddenly flings himself at you. You parry his clumsy stab expertly to the side, before whipping your sword overhead in a vicious downward arc that sinks deeply into his neck. Your blade travels nearly halfway through his neck before stopping.

Pulling your blade free, you yell out the window in the direction the guards went. Your attention is drawn back to the first man, who seems to have grabbed the dagger with his other hand. You stomp on his hand while it is still on the ground, and then kick him swiftly in the head, knocking him out cold.

You stand panting for a few seconds, before grabbing some rope and tying the still bleeding man to the corner of your bed. The guards arrive in a minute or two, and ask for your orders. What now?