Well, the next to do is hunt our wife down, I guess. And, since she wants us to be a good hunter, do so without her knowing where we are.
Take off our armor... and everything else then go hunting. Keep the sword.
As her giggleing fades away you take of your clothes and give case with naked swords...
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The morring rain awakens you and for a minute you consider diveing back under the cloak with Æstrid but nature calls as well.
Æstrid mummbers and pulls the cloak round body as you leave.
As you slide back into bed next to Æstrid, a muddy messanger arives.
"Strategos Hudsley? Sory for the disturbance but the master called for you..." the man starts to speak as you see Æstrid's eyes roll upwared.
It half an hour later when you meet Vraethum and a hungover Tarquin in the main hall room.
"Peter good to see you again, I hear you have bested Iewaelle in single combat and scattered her armys." Vraethum sits on a throne at the far end of the chamber.
"Yes Iewaelle is dead and her i her head to prove it!" you proudy state, holding up the head.
"Amazeing!, might my lands know peace again? Here take this in payment.
And this is for your bride, the roads held me from the wedding but i hear it was quite the night to remember."
Vraethum throw you both a coin pouch.
"But this means must let you go.
I had hoped to keep you on for a while longer, your compation Tarquin is man well shcooled in art of war and would make a fine drill instrutor.
But peace means that i must look to me finaces again.
I will pay you two month pay in lue of what your due from the conract and your wecome to remain for as long as you wish to, but a lass i can not pay you any more."
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You ride to Ozahr's port and a ship away from the Island.
That night in a taven you raise the idea with Tarquin
"Tarquin you have followed me this far in my goals, now let me follow yours together we can take back your stolen lands."
"Thank you for the ofter but how?..
Theres just three of use aginst hundeds of men, maybe more.
It not like we can just kill "King" Deorgar, his brothers and sons all will fight to see me dead.
maybe, just maybe there a way, but we whould need help.
And who will help us? we're sell swords, vagabonds with nother but battle to sell.
"No Tarquin theres this and more!" Æstrid smiles holding up her bag of coins
"We can pay for men, gather an invasion force."
"No that not enouth, we'd need a king ransom to pay for men to fight Deorgar men." Tarquin sighs
"And who would follow us? a foreign war prestess, vagabond with no claim to anything and me, what tales of me has Deorgar spead?
Have i been slandered in to a muder or a rapist?"
"Tarquin we have to try, lets at lest have me and Ae see just what his defences are, maybe the peoplee will flock to the banner Tarquin Hostilius?." you interjet trying to raise his hopes.
As you start to discuss the matter in greater depth there friendly voice from the next stall over.
"So i can help but hair that your in need of a strong sword arm? would you take mine?"
And so you find a ? oftering to help.
A) A Askuzai horse woman
C) A mercenary Crupellarii with a full suit of armour.
B) A Fighting horned warrior of Cernunnos.
D) A massive hammer man of the Salassi
E) A Volscian Warrior Maiden, covered in the marks of ritual scarification and tattooing.
F) A Rich mercant (8d in cash / usefull good)
Name : Peter Hudsley
Description : A short man, dark-haired man in simple farmer's clothes.
Gender: Male
Health: Fine
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Possessions
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Cassiteride bowel ripper sword,(Mothers) serrated back with a Aquilonian eagles head pommel.
Cherry wood hunting bow
Red padded jack with short sleeves.
Bronze snake belt
Map
Your mothers livery collar, Ostgres noble, Enchanted as Amulet of Iron
Plain pottery jar
Iewaelle's head
Mother
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Ostgren noble?
Served as a Aquilonian cavalry officer?
Loot
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Cash 2 (weddings are expinsive)
CompanionsName : Tarquin Hostilius
Description : A tall broad shouldered man with short fiery red hair and a goatee
Gender: Male
Health: Fine
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Possessions
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Bronze breastplate, helmet and greaves
Spear
Large shield
Name : Æstrid the red
Description : A muscular woman with short fiery red hair and sapphire blue eyes.
A scar stretches from the bottom of the left cheek and up to the bone above.
On the other side a broken cheekbone that makers her right eye droop slightly.
Gender: Female
Health: Fine
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Possessions
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Long mail coat
Splinted vambraces and greaves
Fur cloak
2 handed war axe
Horned Svinfylking helmet