Accompanied by Tolver and two of your men, you walk the quarter-mile or so to the Count's camp, and are quickly ushered to the Count's command tent. You step inside and see the Count, a somewhat overweight man of about 40 with a square jaw and a set of long drooping moustaches, breaking his fast on quail and various other foods. He nods when he notices your approach, and gestures for you to sit at the long table where the Count and three other men are seated. The man to the left of you, a tall slender man in priest's robes, offers you a cup of wine, but you politely decline.
After clearing his throat, the Count speaks. "Alright then, let's get down to it. I've come here to get my wife back, and teach both her and the bastard what stole her a lesson or two. I want to get back home before... the harvest, right, the harvest, so we're going to do this quickly. Here's the plan. You, mercenary, Lazy-eye or whatever your name is, I want you and your men to move against them first and get the gates open. Fire them, ram them, I don't really care. We'll attack at midday, three days from now, so get something figured out. Then I want you to clear the curtain wall. After you've finished that, Sir Duncan and I will move up and finish whatever of them remain in the keep. Clear?" He asks, and you agree.
After the council, you make the walk back to you camp, fuming to yourself at the Count's plan. He would have you thrown against the walls first, do the hardest jobs, and take the most casualties while you were at it, while the Count's men, 50 or so heavy sergeants and about 200 levied peasants and guardsmen, sat back and enjoyed the show. You have a good amount of faith in your men, but even you doubt that they can do this. You are also puzzled at why the Count is so adamant to take the castle so quickly, while a siege would be relatively bloodless and short besides, with the lack of food Jeg's men could have stored.
Walking back, you look at Jeg Castle, and notice that the land around is quite hilly, and well forested besides, though the hundred yards around the castle are cleared. A river runs at the base of the hill the castle sits upon, and you imagine they are well placed in the situation of water, with wells probably inside the walls. That is all you see for the moment.
What will you do?Name: Cedric Stoneye
Age: 32, born Spring, Year 1213 (Currently Summer, Year 1245)
Possessions: Average Crossbow, Forester's hat, Average Clothes, Above Average Observer, Mail hauberk, 150 Crowns(currency)
Health: Excellent
Skills: Good Crossbowman, Good Leader, Above Average Tactician
50 Crossbowmen, 2 officers
Good Crossbowmen
Good Scouts
Above Average Ambushers
Fresh
Supplies: Excellent
Morale: Good