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The seigneury of Lorcal was abnormally agitated, the old lord of Lorcal was dead and the people of this small place, men, halflings, dwarves, elves, tieflings and many, many more were agitated. Their former master, Lord Random of Lorcal was an old man who died peacefully in his sleep but he failed to beget an heir, not wanting to remarry after the death of his wife. Rumours abounded about the coming of a distant cousin, a relative from far away who would take over the fief. But those who were close to the powers-that-be knew that the situation was far more desperate.

The good councillor Oldfossil and the personal court wizard of Lorcal, Rollarion McFumble knew that the situation was desperate. They had tried to find all the genealogists and to launch all the spells they could on the bloodline of the lords of Lorcal, they even hired brave adventurers to try to find a distant relative that could eventually inherit the title but everything they tried was in vain. The books and the spells had shown only dead relatives and the adventurers told them that every single branch of the family tree was extinct. In that case the law of the Kingdom would give the fief to the higher echelon of the feudal system, but in this case it would not be a wise decision. The liege lord of old Lord Random was the Baron Crook Wickedson, a man whose name and reputation meant only bad news for Lorcal. His exactions and cruelty were known throughout the land and only the facts that his holdings were far away from the Capital made his rule tolerable to the central authorities. Trying to inform them would be unwise because he was related to the personal Chancellor of the King and wielded powerful magic, so they had to find an heir. They knew that Baron Crook was trying to prove there was no heir too and knew they did not have much time left to find one.

Knowing that the past of any man can be known if he is of this world our two loyal councillors decided to do the impossible ! They would bring a new ruler from another world ! A just ruler from a fair and prosperous land, a legendary ruler that would give prosperity to the land. For this, in secret, the court wizard prepared a ritual, and, after much preparation, he was ready to take a ruler from another world he saw in his crystal ball, a world of wonder and magic, a world much like his... But unfortunately something went wrong, we will let the scholars try to find what it was but clearly the ritual was terribly disturbed by an unknown presence and something went missing.

All the magically enchanted crops of Lorcal began to fade, all the potatoes began to rot, all the tomatoes got spoiled and a powerful rain began to fall in the middle of summer. Mud began to accumulate near the rivers, people began to be afflicted with boils and strange diseases never seen before, all of this in an instant while the maddened court wizard began to shake and pronounce cryptic words.

-The Local Lord, the Local Lord arrived...
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>>5085315

After these words all the "r"'s began to disappear from the names of Lorcal, in all the maps, in all the signs the "r" disappeared and got changed into "Local" and a new stranger appeared in the forest. But not from a world of magic and wonder but a world of faith, mud, disease and superstition, the world of XIIIth century Europe.
Of course you have understood that you are the Local Lord, you will embody the brave man who will fight against all this magic and disrespect of realism. But first we shall ask, where are you from ?

>England : as the son of a lord from England you speak French, of course, the only civilised language of nobility in this XIIIth century, as a scion of the Normans you are accustomed to deal with Aglo-Saxons, Cltoids and many others dealing with stupid and brutish races like orcs, trolls and other should not be to complex to you. You will teach them to pay their taxes on time. You will have a bonus to tax other cultures and to adapt to strange customs.
>France : as the son of a lord from Champagne, in France, you speak French, like everyone. You are a brave warrior, skilled in cavalry warfare who served in the Crusades and fought the perfidious Flemish, you have thus perfected cavalry tactics and know that a good "chevauchée chargeante" is enough to disperse any army. You will have a bonus when you lead cavalry into battle (even if your men do not still have a full harness).
>Holy Roman Empire : as the son of a lord from the Rhineland you speak german. You have learned to navigate the strange politics of the Holy Roman Empire and not any legal system can be more complex than this. You will get a bonus to navigate the strange feudal system of this new world.

In this quest you will have 5 stats :

-Combat : wich represents your martial skills, useful in single combat and strategy, from 1 to 100
-Intrigue : wich represents your social skills useful for plots and social situations, from 1 to 100
-Rulership: wich represents your hability to rule your subjects useful to implement your decisions and be obeyed, from 1 to 100
-Piety : wich represents your faith in the Almighty Lord Jesus Christ, god protects, remember this, it will be your best defense against magic, from 1 to 100
-Mudcore : wich represents your memetic power and the extent and power of your field of realism, potatoes and tomatoes will rot, magic will not work, common tongue will be replaced by local dialects and unpractical armor designs will become weak. Be careful, not enough mudcore and you will be overwhelmed by your fantastical enemies, but if you have too much mudcore every household will speak mutually unintelligible languages and every body of water more than 40 centimeters deep will become impassable !
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>>5085316
WE'RE A SON OF INGERLAND, PROUD AND TRUE
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>>5085316
>>France : as the son of a lord from Champagne, in France, you speak French, like everyone. You are a brave warrior, skilled in cavalry warfare who served in the Crusades and fought the perfidious Flemish, you have thus perfected cavalry tactics and know that a good "chevauchée chargeante" is enough to disperse any army. You will have a bonus when you lead cavalry into battle (even if your men do not still have a full harness).
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>>5085316
>>Holy Roman Empire : as the son of a lord from the Rhineland you speak german. You have learned to navigate the strange politics of the Holy Roman Empire and not any legal system can be more complex than this. You will get a bonus to navigate the strange feudal system of this new world.

Everyone was out to get us, everyone is still out to get us. Just like home!
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>>5085316
>France
Fuck ze English
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>>5085316
>England : as the son of a lord from England you speak French, of course, the only civilised language of nobility in this XIIIth century, as a scion of the Normans you are accustomed to deal with Aglo-Saxons, Cltoids and many others dealing with stupid and brutish races like orcs, trolls and other should not be to complex to you. You will teach them to pay their taxes on time. You will have a bonus to tax other cultures and to adapt to strange customs.
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>>5085316
>Holy Roman Empire : as the son of a lord from the Rhineland you speak german. You have learned to navigate the strange politics of the Holy Roman Empire and not any legal system can be more complex than this. You will get a bonus to navigate the strange feudal system of this new world.

You wouldn't happen to have run Princess Paladin quest would you QM?
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>>5085316
>>Holy Roman Empire
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>>5085316
>England : as the son of a lord from England you speak French, of course, the only civilised language of nobility in this XIIIth century, as a scion of the Normans you are accustomed to deal with Aglo-Saxons, Cltoids and many others dealing with stupid and brutish races like orcs, trolls and other should not be to complex to you. You will teach them to pay their taxes on time. You will have a bonus to tax other cultures and to adapt to strange customs.

LETS SCORE SOME FOCKIN GOALS!
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>>5085316
>>France : as the son of a lord from Champagne, in France, you speak French, like everyone. You are a brave warrior, skilled in cavalry warfare who served in the Crusades and fought the perfidious Flemish, you have thus perfected cavalry tactics and know that a good "chevauchée chargeante" is enough to disperse any army. You will have a bonus when you lead cavalry into battle (even if your men do not still have a full harness).

Fuck ze English
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>>5085316
>England or Holy Roman Empire
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>>5085315
>>France : as the son of a lord from Champagne, in France, you speak French, like everyone. You are a brave warrior, skilled in cavalry warfare who served in the Crusades and fought the perfidious Flemish, you have thus perfected cavalry tactics and know that a good "chevauchée chargeante" is enough to disperse any army. You will have a bonus when you lead cavalry into battle (even if your men do not still have a full harness).
I claim this point for France !
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>>5085316

>>France : as the son of a lord from Champagne, in France, you speak French, like everyone. You are a brave warrior, skilled in cavalry warfare who served in the Crusades and fought the perfidious Flemish, you have thus perfected cavalry tactics and know that a good "chevauchée chargeante" is enough to disperse any army. You will have a bonus when you lead cavalry into battle (even if your men do not still have a full harness).

el local lord : THERE CAN BE NO COLOR ONLY THE MUD !
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Unfortunately no, it is my first quest.

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Well France won ! Montjoie Saint Denis !

You are the third son of a small Lord from Champagne, you have fought bravely during the crusades and against the Flemish with great names such as Charles de Valois or Gaucher de Châtillon. You were travelling with a small escort to Paris to demand justice to the the King Philippe IV over a boundary dispute. Like every local lordling you cannot physically move without some men at arms or experienced scouts and trackers after all. Of the first kind you have only two, Godefroi de Trifouillis, an old and experienced knight serving your father since you were born and Bohémond d’Autrelieu, a young and enthusiastic gentleman always itching for a fight.
Your experienced scout and tracker Ancel le Purineur helps to scout ahead of your path.
You were accompanied too by another traveller, who is he ?

>Enguerrand Lefourbe : a jurist from the Sorbonne in Paris and a man knowledgeable in both Law and Theology. He is unfortunately quite soporific when he speaks and you pity his students.
>Tolomeo Pelagatti : a fat Lombard banker who you would trust only has far as you can throw him. But he is knowledgeable about money and knows more about economics than your simple formula “more taxes equal more soldiers”.
>Father François : Your confessor, a brave and pious priest who would do better to eat less and not to sleep with young maidens. But he is a cheerful fellow and a loyal man of your father, and one of the only one who could give you the holy Sacraments.
>Brother Ponce : an overzealous Dominican who is a member of the fairly recently created Holy Inquisition. He was travelling with you and has no loyalty to you but this kind of man can always be useful.
>Brother Louis (de Pierredargent) a brave knight of the Templar order and one of your good friends. Pious and skilled with a blade he has the impression of being particularly lucky. Even this travel to a new world seems to have saved his life.
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>>5086009
>Brother Ponce : an overzealous Dominican who is a member of the fairly recently created Holy Inquisition. He was travelling with you and has no loyalty to you but this kind of man can always be useful.
DIEU ET LE ROI
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>>5086009
>Tolomeo Pelagatti : a fat Lombard banker who you would trust only has far as you can throw him. But he is knowledgeable about money and knows more about economics than your simple formula “more taxes equal more soldiers”.
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>>5086009
>Brother Louis (de Pierredargent) a brave knight of the Templar order and one of your good friends. Pious and skilled with a blade he has the impression of being particularly lucky. Even this travel to a new world seems to have saved his life.

We’re already military specced let’s go all in
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>>5086009
>Brother Louis (de Pierredargent) a brave knight of the Templar order and one of your good friends. Pious and skilled with a blade he has the impression of being particularly lucky. Even this travel to a new world seems to have saved his life.
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>>5086009
>>Brother Louis (de Pierredargent) a brave knight of the Templar order and one of your good friends. Pious and skilled with a blade he has the impression of being particularly lucky. Even this travel to a new world seems to have saved his life.
100% automatic taxation and obviously at least one of the people accompanying us must have gout. Wait a minute ... where is our group of smelly, illiterate, racist, superstitious, cowardly, stupid, incestuous and so sweeping peasants that have at least an inch or more of mud on their rags and skin ?! They are needed for make our levy that we will no doubt use them as cannon fodd --- righteous soldiers for strikedown all manners of magical beasts, sorcerers, dragons and demons!
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Do not worry, everything comes in due time.

>>5086027

Well, since there is a majority it will be brother Louis.

You where passing nerby Soissons when it struck, a white light, a white blinding light that blinded you and your horse, it was a white so pure that you had never seen it before. Believing that you have finally met your Maker you fell asleep. You were awaken by the sound of the voice of your men, the young knight, Sire Bohémond d'Autrelieu, who is shaking you.

-Messire, messire ! You are alright ? By Saint Denis, since I was born and baptised and never witnessed such events... We all seem to have fallen asleep, and the trees are not in their place...

You look around you while you see Brother Louis helping your oldest retainer. All the landscape has changed but you are clearly still in a northern French climate. Your horses are still sleeping nearby and you see your scout and tracker trying to awaken them. You are confused first, and your head hurts, the terrain is muddy, just like after a heavy rainfall and you see that all your livery is covered by mud. Well at least you haven't got a cold. Looking around you you see that the trees have changed place but the climate is still the same... Have you been knocked unconscious by a vile felon ? It is less than likely. You do not know what to do or better you know. Once everyone is awake you get on your knees and start praying.

-My Lord, we have sinned, you sent us a just trial, we will abide by it, give us the courage to fight to the death. Pater noster Pater noster, qui es in caelis sanctificetur nomen tuum adveniat regnum tuum fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris et ne nos inducas in tentationem sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

It is the only latin you know, oh, and by the way, you are illiterate too, after all it is better when you forge false evidence for a plot to say that your subordinates are to blame because you cannot read. Once all your men joined you in prayer, terrified or emboldened by the next trial you send your brave Ancel to scout ahead, after all it is his job. He comes back once you have awaken all the horses, visibly panicked. He runs to you screaming like a madman.

-Messire ! Messiiiiiiire ! A saracen ! A saracen in an armor of steel ! There is no chainmail only steel ! He is moving towards us from the road to the north !

A Saracen ? On French lands ? Such arrogance, how dares he ? How do you react ?

>Charge ahead with your men and strike down the swine ! Deus Vult !
>Try to sneak towards it, maybe we can take him by surprise, it is not very chivalric but it can be a good strategy.
>Try to speak to it, maybe he knows more about the land.
>Other (write in)...

The first proposition to have 3 votes will win.
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>>5086053
>Charge ahead with your men and strike down the swine ! Deus Vult !

Strike it down with righteous fury!
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>>5086053
>>Try to speak to it, maybe he knows more about the land.


>Godefroy
>Peasant scout
>Messire, un sarasin !

Are you french, QM? Because don't think that reference is well known abroad.
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>>5086053
>Other (write in)...
Capture him !
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>>5086053
>Try to speak to it, maybe he knows more about the land.
Violence can always be the answer to failures in diplomacy.
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>>5086065
>>5086053
+1
Very clearly a Saracen Spy!
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>>5086053
>Charge ahead with your men and strike down the swine ! Deus Vult !

Cowards! A Saracen, defiling French land? Suffer not the infidel! CHARGE!
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>>5086053
>>Charge ahead with your men and strike down the swine ! Deus Vult !
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Yes I am. So sorry if I make sometimes some mistakes in English.

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Saracens defiling French land ? Maybe they will sack a village, or a monastery ! Death to this scum ! You order your men to follow you and press your horse ahead. You draw your steady axe and begin to approach but when you come to see the enemy you are even more disturbed than by the cries of your scout. While Ancel was coming to you the saracen was joined by two more warriors. Your skilled eyes try to spot any weakness in them.

The first thing you see is that these three persons have matching armor, like it was made by the same artisan, their protections are engraved with the depiction of a fire, surely the fire of hell ! They all all covered in steel, it is doubtlessly far more effective than your chainmail, but these fools do not wear helmets ! No helmets at all, any blow to the head can kill them easily. Maybe they trust their strangely oversized pauldrons to protect them, this enormous amount of metal on each shoulder seems to restrict the possible movements of their heads but maybe it is their way to protect this vulnerable point.
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You look closely at them and you almost gasp in shock ! The first man is effectively a Saracen, his pitch black head must mean that he is from Ethiopia or Barbaria, cursed lands that you remember from when minstrels sung you the "Chanson de Roland". Yes, these lands in the south of the Holy Land see no sun at all so their inhabitants become black like the perpetual night of their native country.
But the second one is even more outrageous, smaller than the two others and with long hear you see to it's armor that it has clearly feminine forms ! It's a woman ! A woman in armor ! Hah ! Even the Englishmen are not as stupid to follow a woman into battle ! Impure each month, fat each year she cannot be of any use in an army. Maybe they read too much legends... One more proofs that we should let reading to the clergy. The woman was sitting and clearly felt sick.
The third man was a proper knight, with short blonde hair and a beard he seemed to be a worthy opponent, but he was doing a strange thing, he was putting a tube in his mouth and smoke came out of this burning tube ! A demon ! The sulphur that was inside him was burning ! What an horror ! The forces of hell have seem to have united against you !

They have not yet managed to spot you, they seem to be helping the woman who is sitting in the middle of the road, clearly indisposed. All the three are armed with surprisingly large swords, these weapons seem very unwieldy to you.

You watch your men a last time, it is your choice now :

>Continue to charge with your men, death to these abominations ! (Maybe order to capture one or some of them)
>Challenge one of them into single combat, it is an honourable way to begin the battle.
>Maybe we shall talk with them after all, to learn more about why they are here.
>Other (write in)

Same rules as the last time, first three votes will win !
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>>5086102
>Continue to charge with your men, death to these abominations ! (Maybe order to capture one or some of them)

Why would we be honorable infidels who dare step on French land?! Their party consists of a demon, a women, and a Saracen knight, they are unholy!
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>>5086102
>Continue to charge with your men, death to these abominations ! (Maybe order to capture one or some of them)

Capture the silly women, she is clearly half mad, in armor and traveling with ruffians!
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>>5086102
>Challenge one of them into single combat, it is an honourable way to begin the battle.
Lowering yourself to the level of demons is the worst mistake a faithful servant of the lord can make. We live in honor and we will die in honor!
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>>5086102
>Continue to charge with your men, death to these abominations ! (Maybe order to capture one or some of them)
No capture ! DEATH DEATH DEATH
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>>5086102
>>Continue to charge with your men, death to these abominations ! (Maybe order to capture one or some of them)
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When you saw such horrors you saw red. Rallying your men with a mighty war cry you spurred your horse forward and screamed with righteous fury.

-MONTJOIE ! SAINT DENIS ! Smite down these heathens men !

And you charged, axe drawn while your faithful retainers lowered their lances. Unfortunately you were still quite far away and the ennemy had the time to regroup. The woman tried to stand while the saracen knight ordered the others to stay behind him. In a tongue who seemed to be a strange mix between a bastardised version of english, french and german that strangely you could understand a bit (even if you lost most of the meaning of what he said his gestures spoke for him) he seemed to order the others to stand behind him while he drew his gigantic sword and took it in one hand. At least they had the bravery to try to fight against a cavalry charge.
With his other hand he formed a fist that he turned towards you and he said something like.

-Edos, Lord of Justice, shield me from your enemies !

And the miscreant opened his hand while you were only some meters away. You did not know what he expected from his imprecation but he seemed confused by it, like it didn't work as intended. His confusion soon transformed into panic when you continued to charge and raised your axe. His heavy sword was to slow to parry the blow and you opened his head like a calabash, your axe sending blood, gore brains and bone fragments everywhere. He was very dead.

The blond demon tried to raise his sword and began to roar a mighty battlecry.

-FOR JUSTI... grglglglgl

He got run through the neck by the lance of your faithful Godefroi, the demon with his oversized sword being clearly no match for a veteran man at arms in full mail. The knight templar, brother Louis, knocked the female warrior quite quickly, she was unwell and fell into some mud. But bravely she raised her hand towards you and tried to raise. She pronounced some words while her hand was turned to you.

-Edos help me see the unjust, detect the evil in their hearths.

You wondered if she was mad, if it was so easy to see if someone is evil or a crook you would not have played dice with this angevin knight during your expedition in flanders. It was hard to tell if someone was a crook, only if he was a jew or a lombard of course. You felt a bit of tingling in your hearth but the woman... The woman.. It was another matter. She began turning around and to have convulsions like a possessed person. She began to try to catch her head in her hands and screamed like a woman giving birth. You were quite shocked by the spectacle and taken aback. What to do ? But before you could act she said in a very afraid voice.

-Abomination... Who... Who are you... What are you ?
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>>5086153

Your men looked at you, maybe it was the time to let these wretches know your name. And what to do with the woman ?

>Kill her, she is clearly a witch
>Throw her into a river with her armor, if she drowns she was clearly not a witch, if she manages to swim she is a witch so kill her
>Ask her some questions, then kill her, she is a witch
>Capture her for information, she can be useful and killing a fair maiden is not very honourable
>Ask her some questions and let her live after this, she can tell everyone how you destroyed the wicked
>Other option (Write in)

And do not forget to write your name and vote for the best name dear players.
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>>5086155
>Throw her into a river with her armor, if she drowns she was clearly not a witch, if she manages to swim she is a witch so kill her
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>>5086155
>Throw her into a river with her armor, if she drowns she was clearly not a witch, if she manages to swim she is a witch so kill her

Simple solution.
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>>5086155
>Capture her for information, she can be useful and killing a fair maiden is not very honourable.
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>>5086155
I don't speak French QM could you give us a historically correct name or two? That way it would be easier to vote.
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>>5086199

With pleasure good sir. I thought more about memetic names but we can be "Henri du Tasdeboue" (Henry of the Pile of Mud) or "Guy de Loimbard" if you watched too mutch the Monthy Python or even "Philippe de Sombretrou" (Philipp of Darkhole) but if you want to be really hardcore into historical naming I think you can find quite easily lists of old french noble families even in wikipedia.
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>>5086155
>>Capture her for information, she can be useful and killing a fair maiden is not very honourable

Godefroy is taken already, so I guess " [Name] de Montmirail" ? Henri ? Thierry ? Charles ? I'll let other anons decide.
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>>5086155
>>Throw her into a river with her armor, if she drowns she was clearly not a witch, if she manages to swim she is a witch so kill her

Let s go on our muddy way to see even more mud and mud ! Of course tell our knight to beat to death anyone that attempts to touch the demons bodies or their things. Men could fall to the temptations of the devil, which this demons where no doubt servants of ! A land of servants of the devil and not honest frenchmen !! We must kill them all ! Mud for the mu- deus vult !
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>>5086206
>Charles de Vallée Verte.
I hope I didn't misspell.
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If we are going hard on the «Purge everything» policy our name can be «de Saint Pol» it’s a real place in France and it was a county.
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>>5086155
Henri du Tasdeboue
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>>5086155
>Ask her some questions, then kill her, she is a witch
>Etienne de Villeroi
A witch must burn! Water is not enough!
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Well we have four names now and four propositions, the next anon to choose between these four will have his favourite name chosen. I will prepare the next chapter.
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>>5086231
+1 it’s funny
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You shall not suffer the witch to live, but you are a fair nobleman and so you will give her a fair trial. You look at your brave retainers and ask to your scout.

-Have you found a stream or a river nearby ?

The scout nods, who was trying to tear off a gem from the sword of the black knight with his old rusty knife looked at you and nodded pointing to the east. You immediately reprimanded him.

-These wretches were trying to use magic, it can corrupt our souls ! Throw this away !

The man threw away the gem with superstitious fear and began to make the sign of the cross multiple times to protect himself from such infamy. The woman, now surrounded by your retainers, stayed silent and was shaking. You finally answered to her.

-I am Charles de Villeroi, knight of the realm of France, and you will be tried fairly for your witchcraft, start the ordeal of water. Seize her men, and throw her in the river, let's see if she floats like a duck !

The woman panicked and began to cry and your men almost felt sorry for her but she began to try to struggle and cursed them in the name of strange foreign deities. She was clearly an infidel. You did not understood everything but picked up a name she pronounced, an "Order" of some sorts that would avenge her death. You knew about the Templars, and the Hospitallers of course, and even this silly germans of the Teutonic order but you could not imagine that they would accept this kind of heretics in their midst. You frowned and thought a moment, maybe there is an entire ordrer of devil worshippers here, surely their extermination would please God and be sung by young minstrels for eternity. But enough questions, your men threw the witch into the water who was abnormally muddy and the judicial process demontrated that she was indeed not a witch, you saw her drowning and not managing to get up from the small river. Well, even if she was not a witch she was a heathen so she deserved it anyway.

Your men spoke between themselves while the young Bohémond pointed to a place nearby the road. He saw something. Approaching you could see a traveller in a long hooded cloak who was coming towards you on a horse. He spoke with the voice of an old man in the same tongue than the dead infidels.

-My lord ? Is it you ? And... These men... What happened ?

Everyone looked at you, what do you answer.

>Your lord ? Yes of course I am a nobleman, now tell me who you are old man before my patience runs out.
>Fear not old man, these demon worshippers are dead. But do not approach their bodies, they may be tainted.
>Tell me who you are first and remove your hood, I want to see your face.
>Other option (Write in)

First option with 3 answers will win
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>>5086353
Ooops, typed Villeroi instead of Vallée Verte, sorry, since Vallée Verte won we can consider it changed.
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>>5086353
>Your lord ? Yes of course I am a nobleman, now tell me who you are old man before my patience runs out.
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>>5086356
If changing the name is not a problem, feel free to change it.
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>>5086353
>>Fear not old man, these demon worshippers are dead. But do not approach their bodies, they may be tainted.
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>>5086353
>Fear not old man, these demon worshippers are dead. But do not approach their bodies, they may be tainted.
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>>5086353
>>Your lord ? Yes of course I am a nobleman, now tell me who you are old man before my patience runs out.

This has gone a bit darker than what the references hinted at. Not sure if it's the combat build, the crusade memes, or the use of "mudcore" which to anons here means grittier and darker settings.
I like your take on it as an anti-bullshit field of sorts. It has some fun potential.
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>>5086388
I dunno, I found us going apeshit right after being isekaied and doing the witch trial and just all around ignorance to be pretty funny. Sure, it was dark, but it was funny. Honestly, despite the dark deeds it feels strangely lighthearted to me.
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>Your lord ? Yes of course I am a nobleman, now tell me who you are old man before my patience runs out.
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I try to stay lighthearted but yes I suspect we will have a huge bodycount at the end of this quest. But to be honest it's up to you.
And yes Mudcore has fun potential, remember, the more grim and dark you act the more grim and dark your surrounding will become.

>>5086437

You answered quickly to the old man.

-Your lord ? Yes of course I am a nobleman, now tell me who you are old man before my patience runs out.

He looked at you like you spoke in a funny accent and nodded rapidly, removing is hood. He is an old man with white hair and a short beard, looking tired by years of work. His clothes and his horse are clearly those of a quite important person, not unlike the "baillis" that came sometimes to the court of your lord father. With a bit of fear in his voice he introduced himself and told.

-I am Oldfossil of Dustyplace, first councillor of the lord of Lorcal... Or... Local now...

He sights. You continue to look at him silently, while your men whisper between themselves to ask who is this strange man. Seeing him you understood that he is a political animal as we say. This kind of men occupy generally quite important functions at court and know the art of lies and deceit. But this man looks at you not only with an expression of fear, behind this fear there is some kind of... Hope ? Why ? He continues.

-My Lord, I do not know thy name but know that I am honoured to be in your presence. The old Lord of Lorcal, or Local has died, as you are his closest relative his Court Wizard decided to try to bring you to his realm with the help of...

You interrupt him brutally.

-A court wizard ? Who could be foolish enough to invite this satanic things in his court ! Was this lord consorting with demons ?

He looks at you in absolute fear and answers.

-He is dead, the court wizard is dead my lord.

You nod and you proclaim happily.

-Wonderful, the only good place for a wizard is the pyre !
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>>5086490

He seems disturbed by this, you don't know why, but he shrugs it off. You begin to think about this, if you are the closest relative of this Lord of Local, or Local Lord, you can inherit the Local Lordship. Land is important, as a third son your chances of inheritance were always slim, but now you can become a rich and powerful man. Interesting, very interesting. But the man continues.

-As his last closest relative you are the inheritor of the Local Lordship and as his councillor it is my duty to serve you. I saw this blinding white light from the highest tower of the Local Castle and I rode as quickly as I could to try to accustom you with your new charge but I see that I have not been the first to encounter you. If I may ask, my Lord, why did your confrontation with...

He tried to look at the saracen with his skull split in two.

-With Sir Tyrone of Diver-City ended in such a duel and.. By the heavens...

You saw that he was quite afraid but very curious to ask.

-How do you managed to dispatch a twelfth rank paladin wielding the blade of Destiny, forged during a blue moon by the legendary dwarven sword maker Goìn Bedlate and another paladin that I do not recognise but who seems high ranking too ?

What do you answer ?

>They thought they were a match for me and my loyal men at arms, such arrogance, such hubris !
>Well, what good did his heretical butcher's cleaver did to him ? You shall not believe this kind of tales old man, artisans suffering with dwarfism do not work better.
>Paladins ? These people did not look like the companions of Charlemagne.
>Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.
>So I am your lord now ? And where is this Lordship of Local, were are we ?
>Your lord does not have to explain himself.
>I am your lord and I ask questions (ask any question you want, I will answer the three first questions)
>Other idea (write in...)
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>>5086491
>Well, what good did his heretical butcher's cleaver did to him ? You shall not believe this kind of tales old man, artisans suffering with dwarfism do not work better.
>Paladins ? These people did not look like the companions of Charlemagne.
>Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.
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>>5086491
>These fools did not wear helmets, even as they met our cavalry charge. Even their paltry prayers of protection to their heretical gods failed them.
>>Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.
>Paladins ? These people did not look like the companions of Charlemagne.
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>>5086491
>Paladins ? These people did not look like the companions of Charlemagne.
>Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.
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>>5086491
>They thought they were a match for me and my loyal men at arms, such arrogance, such hubris !
>Paladins ? These people did not look like the companions of Charlemagne.
>Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.

In all honesty, I would've preferred a Lord with a non-violent bonus, but anons chose violence and I don't see why violence won't be the solution to most of our problems, despite my natural tendency for peace and diplomacy.
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You sigh while answering this man. Clearly if you were illiterate he was not very educated.

-Well what good did his heretical butcher’s cleaver did to him ? You shall not believe this kind of tales old man, artisans suffering with dwarfism do not work better.

The old man answers like if you misunderstood him.

-No my Lord, I did not mean dwarves as « persons suffering from dwarfism » but as dwarves.

You look at him, not understanding.

-Dwarves ? What kind of dwarves ?

He looks at you, visibly lost, and tries to explain. The fact that you barely understand each other because of your different languages did not help.

-You know dwarves, like dwarves ! Small people, short, with beards.

You look at him.

-There is beardless dwarves, and I would not call every small man with a beard a dwarf.

He answered quickly.

-No, not men, dwarves, you know, dwarves living in the mountains, mining ore. They reproduce between themselves, they do not need humans for this. They generally live in their communities in the caves of the mountains but they can live amongst humans. Generally they live near our communities and work their craft.

You never heard of them. But your old Godefroi helps you by saying.

-Messire, maybe this man is speaking about the « cagots » I was campaigning in the Pyrénées with your Lord Father and we had to deal with these short people living in caves and being thrown away from villages by the locals. They are an inbred bunch, a cursed race, it is say that they are the descendants of those who accepted the teachings of the heretic Arius.

You thought for a moment, so this man was convinced that arianist midgets could make some good craftsmanship. You were not impressed. The councillor looked at Godefroi like a cow looks at a passing cart, he clearly did not understood anything at all. But you continued with a new question.
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>>5086690
-Paladins, you talked about paladins, but these people did not look like companions of Charlemagne.

The man answered and this answer was like a knife in the chest.

-Charles who ?

By the Holy Virgin... This man did not know Charlemagne, where were we ? What does that meant ? It was terrifying. Charlemagne was known throughout all the Christendom and this man, a technically educated man, did not knew him. It made you realised how far away from home you were but, like a small child clinging to his last hopes you asked.

-You know, the paladins, the compagnon of Charlemagne, the twelves peers, Roland, Olivier, who fought at Ronceveaux covering the rear of the imperial army. Great warriors, even when the Archbishop Turpin was mortally wounded he had the time to kill forty saracens. And those who say it is false were not here at the moment of the battle and did not know anything about war.

You added that last phrase after you saw some scepticism on the face of the councillor. He answers.

-Brave warriors yes, close to the emperor they are. Yes... I guess, the Order of the Flame of Justice is a powerful organisation, a religious organisation dedicated to Edos, they work closely with the Mages Guild and the Adventurer’s Guild, they keep the peace and are loved by the people.

You frowned at him and he added in panic.

-W.. Well, by some people, but they are powerful, very powerful, the last time when a Lord killed a paladin it ended poorly for him. You must make this bodies disappear.

He spoke with a big of panic, and regret in his voice but you saw that he was quite accustomed to this kind of intrigues. You answered.

-Well they were not two but three, the other one was a witch, or looked like one, we had to throw her into the river to be sure, she was innocent.

You saw a look of absolute fear on the man’s face.

-Innocent ?!? You let her flee after accusing her of witchcraft... By the... You must catch her immediately ! She shall not be allowed to go to an outpost of the Order, they would teleport her and she will..

-Calm down, calm down old man, she was innocent, it means that she drowned.

-She drowned... What ?!? Does, I thought throwing her into the river was a kind of expression... I... It’s harsh.

He took a handkerchief from his breeches and began to wipe away some sweat. You answered.

-And it shall be harsh, we do not take those who worship the devil and consort with demons lightly. Now let’s go, to this "lordship of Local".
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>>5086693

About the bodies :
>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.
>A knight does not have to hide from his enemies, he attacks on plain sight, take the heads of these heretics, we will put them on spikes at the entry of our new keep.
>Let the bodies rot here, no need to care for this petty problems, if they find who killed their brethren the paladins will have a far bigger problem.

And during the road :

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the organisations that you heard about, who is this Emperor, this Adventurers Guild, this Mages Guild (Choose one of those three please)
>You ask questions about Oldfossil, who is he, how long ago did he began to serve the Lord of Local.
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
>You ask questions about the beauty of the local women.
>You ask questions about another topic that you choose (write in)
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>>5086695
>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.

Being pious does not mean being stupid. We have killed the heretics and we shall yet kill more, but we must bide our time!

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the organisations that you heard about, who is this Mages guild a cabal of devil worshipers?
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
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>>5086695
>Burn the bodies, until we know the strength of these heathens a bit of precaution will be necessary.

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
We need useful information.
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>>5086695
>A knight does not have to hide from his enemies, he attacks on plain sight, take the heads of these heretics, we will put them on spikes at the entry of our new keep.

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the organisations that you heard about, who is this Emperor, this Adventurers Guild, this Mages Guild (Choose one of those three please)
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
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>>5086693
>Burn the bodies, until we know the strength of these heathens a bit of precaution will be necessary.
Then
>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the organisations that you heard about, who is this Emperor, this Adventurers Guild, this Mages Guild (Choose one of those three please)
Emperor
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
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>>5086695
>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.

>>5086388
Eh it s a meme. The whole point of the local lord meme is showing off on fantasy and slaughtering it with usually no counter against it, mages cant do spells and are put to the pyre, adventurers need to pay tools or are judged for the crime of entering a crypt, different races are killed on sight by the mob of dumb peasants, fantastical design of any kind applied to something collapse/break and it must be only done in a medieval real way. No bright colors only ones coated in mud, blood, dust and smoke of torches. And so on. Is ridicolous.
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>>5086695
>A knight does not have to hide from his enemies, he attacks on plain sight, take the heads of these heretics, we will put them on spikes at the entry of our new keep.

>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
>You ask questions about the beauty of the local women.
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>>5086695
>>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.

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>>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?

Many hearty keks had so far
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>>5086628
I mean...I agree, but I didn't win the Character Creation vote.

>>5086695
>Order your men to hide the bodies by dumping them into the river. Let’s not antagonise these heretics, we are not numerous and they are an entire order.
>You ask questions about the Local lordship, what are your new estates, are they rich
>You ask questions about the geography of the land, where are we ?
>You ask questions about the liege lord of Local, if there is an emperor we shall, even if it is not likely because they do not know Charlemagne, in a corner of the Holy Roman Empire, and you know there is some middle ground between you and this monarch.
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>>5086388
You must have realised this is a meme by now after defeating the barbaric warrior of "Diver-city". I looked up cagots on wikipedia and image search and am completely terrified
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Full respect to the QM for introducing the concept of "chevauchée chargeante" and also French rhotic disappearance - I salute and commend you, QM
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Thank you good sir, I am happy that you enjoy this quest.

>>5087421

Thanks, i was raised with the books of Maurice Druon.

>>5087116

You dump the bodies in the river, after burning them. While they burn you have the time to speak with your councillor who answers your first question even if he speaks during a long moment and you are already well advanced on the road while he finishes.

Oldfossil answers quickly and efficiently but there is many informations that have to be said, he has the knowledge of a steward and you guess that it was his position in this lordship. He explains that the main export of your seigneury is crops. When you hear is precise numbers you can understand that he is a really good steward and that he knows his lands very well.
The terrain is made of woods in the south and grassy plains in the north and there is four villages around the main keep. Everything is watered by the small river Queste, a tributary to the river Tigie. There is more or less 1200 inhabitants in this lordship.

The most important village is Local, formerly Lorcal, who is populated by roughly 400 inhabitants, if we add the population of castle local (guards and servants), the isolated homesteads and small hamlets around it we get 650 inhabitants. Local is the center of the Local Lordship and it is protected by the castle of the Local Lord. It produces grain and other crops and some dwarves, or cagots, are producing beer here. There is even some cattle farming in the village and you understand that it is really rich.

Next to it there is the Nearby village, called Nearby because practically every time someone leaves local he says that he goes to "The nearby village you know" and so the name stuck. Nearby is on the same small river than Local and it shares it’s production of crops, but the proximity of the forest in the south makes it a home for many lumberjacks. There is a sawmill on the river. Nearby is populated by roughly 200 inhabitants, 300 if we add the hamlets and isolated homesteads.

The third village is called Otheron because when people travel somewhere than local they where always asked "You go to the Nearby village heh ?" and they answered "Yes, the other nearby village, you know other one" and the name, or a contraction of it, stayed. It is a small village of roughly 100 people living off the quite poor lands of the East of the seigneury. It is home to some farmers and shepherds.

Then comes the last village, called Forgotten because everyone always forgets about it and practically no one goes there. Apparently they forgot to tax it for 300 years and one of the main exploits of the old lord Random, your predecessor, and of councillor Oldfossil was to force them to pay taxes again. The village is deep into the forest, near a small like and the inhabitants fish or cut wood to survive. It is home to some 50 inhabitants.
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The other 100 inhabitants live generally in isolated homesteads or farms scattered throughout the seigneury.

He says that last year taxes have given 2500 gold coins to the Lord and you interrupt him.

-2400 gold coins ?!? But... It's huge ! Where do you find so much gold ?

He seems dismayed.

-But, mylord, the gold coins are the currency of the land, even peasants pay in gold !

You look at him, not believing this, and your men seem absolutely stunned by so much money. How can they live with so much money and not be taxed ! But before you can answer one of those peasants come to you with a worried look. He addresses councillor Oldfossil in a tone full of despair.

-Councillor ! Wise Councillor ! And... You Sir... Help me ! Help me ! A misfortune ! An awful misfortune has struck my lands !

He looks like he will begin to weep in an instant. The old councillor says.

-Luckily I am with our new lord here. Who is...

-Charles de Villeroi.

-Yes Lord Charles de Villeroi, thank you my lord. He will address your problem immediately, tell us what happened.

The peasant who is quite richly dressed in bright colours says while he is kneeling before you.

-It is awful, we slept and have been awaken by a white blinding light ! And horror, all our corn is dead ! And all our potatoes too ! I thought it was goblins, the filthy little buggers love to do this kind of evil but no... No goblins on sight... And worse, I looked at my mirror, and look at my face.

You look at him and did not understood, he looks like a perfectly normal peasant, with a pockmarked face like a peasant who got the smallpox in his childhood but your councillor gasps and says.

-By the heavens ! What happened !

The peasant answers immediately.

-Yes ! My face ! It is horrible ! It appeared overnight ! And my child, my second boy has become a hunchback ! It's awful... We do not know what to do.

What do you answer ? Choose one answer.

>A peasant, with a mirror ? Where do you stole so much money ! Are you hiding it from the tax collectors ?
>Ghibellines ? I thought that the Guelphs had won a decisive victory over them at Campaldino ?
>By the holy cross, it looks like very dark magic ! Go pray to the Holy Virgin and to the local priest to cure you of your diseases, repent.
>Do not worry if it is the deed of any foul wizard we will slay him.
>Your son ? A hunchback ? May I see him.
>Other (write in)
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>Do not worry if it is the deed of any foul wizard we will slay him.
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>By the holy cross, it looks like very dark magic ! Go pray to the Holy Virgin and to the local priest to cure you of your diseases, repent.
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>>5087518
>Ghibellines ? I thought that the Guelphs had won a decisive victory over them at Campaldino ?
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>Ghibellines ? I thought that the Guelphs had won a decisive victory over them at Campaldino?
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>Do not worry if it is the deed of any foul wizard we will slay him.
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This peasant has committed the grave sin of vanity, and he possesses an accursed looking-glass, a symbol of the Whore Of Babylon. He must be from the hated Brabant. Soon he will be filled with narcissism and demanding to learn to read and write in order to post about his daily life on the "Book Of Faces".
>Give him one chance for contrition, to surrender his sinful mirror and to repent his sins

(Also to everyone who voted for throwing the corpses into the river, our mudcore prowess negated the foul ensorcellement of the warband D'Iver City, but I am terrified now that we will contract mudcore dysentery. I hope none of these villages are downstream of the corpse river)
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>>5087597
The bodies were charred first, unless ash is capable of causing dysentery.
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The answer to all maladies to burn more witches
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>>5087611
(I hope this is true. I would not be too comfortable drinking from this ash / corpse river in either case)

Just looking at our history I hope the battle we fought against the perfidious Flemish was not this rout

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_the_Golden_Spurs
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>>5087518
>Ghibellines ? I thought that the Guelphs had won a decisive victory over them at Campaldino ?
>By the holy cross, it looks like very dark magic ! Go pray to the Holy Virgin and to the local priest to cure you of your diseases, repent.
>Do not worry if it is the deed of any foul wizard we will slay him.
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>>5087630
I don't think we'd be alive if we participated in that battle. Since we apparently fought alongside Gaucher de Châtillon among others we were probably at Bruges.
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>>5087597
by the mannerisms of local lordism our characters are likely all to be immune by the real world diseases. Everyone else no lol. And due to the generalistic approach to take fantasy anything specific in a specific fantasy world is immediatly avoided (like diseases and plagues of that world), so local lordism win agains. Most of the peasants under us will probably begin to die in 2-4 days, and they will probably point at us as the ones that did this. Unless they become all dumb peasants before that, which is very likely with us interacting with them. We are here to have fun, this world will wither with us going around it funnily enough, as a unnatural magical force of medieval "realism" kek
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>>5087518
>>By the holy cross, it looks like very dark magic ! Go pray to the Holy Virgin and to the local priest to cure you of your diseases, repent.
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>>5087630

Jacques de Châtillon was at Bruges, and we are from late XIIIth century so Courtrai has not happened yet.
For the sake of precision we will say that our character has fought during the Battle of Furnes (1297) with Charles de Valois and we were fighting in Guyenne before that in 1296 with Gaucher de Châtillon.

And I am preparing the answer about Guelphs and Ghibellines since you voted for it.
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You are a wise man indeed but the bodies were charred, only the woman was thrown alive into the mud.

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You were intrigued by the questions about this "goblins" and directly understood that this peasant must be talking about Ghibellines, those pesky partisans of the Hohenstaufens. So you asked very naturally.

-Ghibellines ? I thought that the Guelphs had won a decisive victory over them at Campaldino ?

The two men, your councillor and this peasant, watched at you like they saw you spiting fire. But then the face of the councillor brightened and it was like a great weight have been pulled from his hearth.

-Yes ! You know about the elven and gobelin wars, our men rode with the elves to send these pesky beasts back towards the most deep parts of the forest. But unfortunately they migrated and some of them are into the south. Bandits and marauders these men, they kill and plunder small homesteads or steal to survive.

You understood, even if your dialects were not perfectly understandable to each other at least this man knew something you knew and you answered.

-Ah, marauders, german and italian marauders in the forest... Well. We will need to deal with them in due time. And yes, of course old man, I know about the Guelphs and Ghibellines war, all the Christendom knows about them, they always wage war in Italy, they cannot stop. Even when the Guelphs won they began fighting between Black Guelphs and White Guelphs...

The councillor nodded enthusiastically, he seemed very happy.

-Yes, yes, we call them Light Elves and Dark Elves here but I can understand that you call them White or Black. We have some elves in the lordship, even some in your guard.

You nod, it was good news, even if you considered them subpar fighters the Italians could be good with Crossbows and after all you added.

-It is good, I always supported Guelphs myself you know, even if the war has ended, my Grandfather rode with Charles d'Anjou against the Ghibellines you know. Down with the Ghibellines !

You said the last phrase jokingly but they agreed, they were happy. And you were happy too, if these people knew about Guelphs and Ghibellines but not about Charlemagne it meant that we were actually nearby a faraway trading post of an Italian Merchant Republic. With a bit of luck you could enter in contact with some Genoese or Venetians. You kept that in mind. Then you asked the farmer and looked at the fields of strange rotten crops around you.
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-These "Pautatoes" and "Korne" what are they ?

-They are crops mylord, these crops fed my family, now they are all dead... I do not know what we shall do....

It was the time to shine with a wise decision.

>If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! We shall grow wheat like everyone else !
>If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! And I forbid to grow turnips, I hate turnips.
>Fear not peasant, I am a most generous lord, you can take some grain from the castle to feed your starving family.
>Tell me who was charged to protect you from this dark magic ? I shall punish him harshly.
>Other option (Write in)
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>>5087655
>Dites-moi qui a été chargé de te protéger de cette magie noire ? Je le punirai sévèrement
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>>5087655
>Tell me who was charged to protect you from this dark magic ? I shall punish him harshly.
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>>5087655
>Fear not peasant, I am a most generous lord, you can take some grain from the castle to feed your starving family.
>Tell me who was charged to protect you from this dark magic ? I shall punish him harshly.

>Other option (Write in)
Seek out the source of this poison.
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>>5087655
>If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! We shall grow wheat like everyone else !
>We should muster a retinue to deal with these Ghibellines immediately, the forests in the south do not belong to them and I won't have them poaching!
>Ask Oldfossil about forest law and what rights had previously been granted to the occupants in the nearby forests as well as if we have been granted any royal licenses or if that has always been up to us.
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>>5087655
>>If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! And I forbid to grow turnips, I hate turnips.
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>>5087655
>>5087674

>we should muster a retinue... check armaments of the villagers etc to deal with these gobelins/Ghibellines. If any of them are supporters of the Hohenstauffens we should send them to be imprisoned in the Castel del Monte of Charles I of Anjou (totally architecturally unrelated to High Hedge from Baldurs Gate, pic related)
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>>5087655
>Tell me who was charged to protect you from this dark magic ? I shall punish him harshly.
>We should muster a retinue to deal with these Ghibellines immediately, the forests in the south do not belong to them and I won't have them poaching!
When you have a noble hammer forged in the mud, all problems become fantastic nail heads.
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>>5087655
>If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! We shall grow wheat like everyone else !
>>5087670
It's us, Columbian-era crops are affected by our mudcore due to them not belonging in medieval Europe.
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>>5087670
Support
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>>5087697
>>5087712
If the QM is allowing more than one choice for this I support these decisions also. Absolutely no potatoes permitted in mudcore!!!
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>>5087700

You are a man of culture anon.

>>5087704
>>5087712
>>5087735

Inspired by the greatest statesmen : the Biblical king Solomon , Charlemagne and Saint Louis you emit multiple orders and ask some questions like a master statesman. You directly order :

-If these crops are so vulnerable to dark magic I forbid the peasants of my demesne to grow them ! We shall grow wheat like everyone else !

The peasant seems dismayed at first, he says...

-But potatoes have saved us from many...

-ENOUGH ! You will do as ordered. These crops will clearly not save you now.

He nods, in respect and awe before his lord and master. But being a young and dynamic ruler you continue, turning your attention to Oldfossil.

-We should muster a retinue to deal with these Ghibellines immediately, the forests in the south do not belong to them and I won't have them poaching !

The old man nods, clearly he is taken aback by the idea, he tries to object.

-But milord, we normally try to hire the adventurers guild for this kind of job gob...

-ENOUGH ! I will not have craftsmen or mercenaries like these "adventurer" rascals fight in place of your Local Lord and his men at arms !

You look at your men, they approve enthusiastically. The young Bohémond proclaims.

-Yes Messire ! We have shown the Englishmen and the Flemish the worth of our steel, we will show this Imperials too !

The dismayed peasant tries to argue but Bohémond answers.

-Imperials ? Are we rebelling against...

-Silence maraud ! Keep silent until talked to, I wouldn't want to whip you during the first day of rule of our Sire !

The peasant is terrified and you ask him paternalistically.

-Do not worry peasant, it is not against you that I shall direct my righteous fury. Tell me who was charged to protect you from this dark magic ? I shall punish him harshly.
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>>5087750

He answers, shaking a bit.

-T... The... The Temple of Monsanto, the goddess protectress of the harvest... It is the only temple of the Local, we prayed to her a lot and...

You did not hear the rest and looked at your men, you were horrified, infidels ! All these people were infidels ! They tolerated a pagan temple in their village and were probably pagan too, the councillor looked at you in fear while all your men awaited you orders. Fortunately Brother Louis spoke in his quiet voice. The Templar had lived in infidel lands and knew how to deal with the situation better than you.

-Mylord, do not anger at the heathens, God's flock can be led astray if it is directed by deceitful shepherds. This man has not yet heard of the Gospel, but we can show them... We could, "pay a visit" to this temple...

His look was clear. He was for a fight, to challenge the false gods of the land. But maybe there was more clever solutions to this. Choose one of the following, the first with three votes wins.

>Go directly to the Temple and defy the priests, shock and awe tactics are the best, if we defeat the local clergy the people shall join us... Or not...
>Go to your castle first, let's see the men and deal with the Forest Germans, we will deal with this Monsanto later.
>Go to the castle and "invite" the priests of this false god in it to make them explain why their protection have not saved these crops. Then judge accordingly
>Go to the castle/temple and ask for information during the road about a topic of your choice
>Other option (write in)

Be careful dear anons, this decision will be the last of the little "Prologue" it is the last way for you to determine something about the basic stats of our character, after this he could evolve of course and "level up" in his local lordness (because this fantastical world will have effects on you too be assured) but for now it is the last chance to add something/remove something from his basic stats.
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>>5087751
>Go to the castle and "invite" the priests of this false god in it to make them explain why their protection have not saved these crops. Then judge accordingly

Best to be impartial about these infidel's failings, so we can guide the misguided back into God's good graces.
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>>5087751
>Go to your castle first, let's see the men and deal with the Forest Germans, we will deal with this Monsanto later.
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>>5087751
>Go to the castle and "invite" the priests of this false god in it to make them explain why their protection have not saved these crops. Then judge accordingly
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We must beware this Monsatan, I have heard of a terrible Shaitan demon worshipped by the heathen and desert paynim and has even acquired a Teutonic congregation by the name of Bayer. This demon possesses terrible withering blights and desecrates all the land it touches.

>Go to the castle and "invite" the priests of this false god in it to make them explain why their protection have not saved these crops. Then judge accordingly

(I think the QM said one choice only here but if possible I would like to also listen for information along the way to the castle for the choice above)
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>>5087751
>Go to the castle and "invite" the priests of this false god in it to make them explain why their protection have not saved these crops. Then judge accordingly
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I laughed a lot good sir, you never fail to entertain me !

>>5087877

You order your councillor to ride directly towards the castle, by the shortest way possible, we will visit the village after having seen the place. You see the building from far away, it's a quite impressive structure when you look at it from afar. Yes, it is far from the walls of Reims but it is your land, a land that belongs to you now. You may see the towers of the castle from afar, it stands on a small hill near the river, the only hill miles around. The castle has a dungeon, lordly quarters and is protected by a circle of walls. From this place you can dominate the wooden bridge you see on the river and the small and quite prosperous village that is built around it.

While you see it you think about how you fared in this land. Every time you had the occasion to use violence you did it, you acted like a determined knight never backing down from a challenge and always seeking martial glory. But you acted like a wise ruler too, you gave a fair trial to this "paladin" woman and you outlawed those dangerous crops tainted by dark magic, plus you did not give the peasant crops from you coffers before seeing the said coffers, a wise choice ! On the other side you can tell that even if you dislike to lie you had to be clever sometimes, you have hidden the bodies of the dead heretics and have decided to summon the priests of this Monsanto or Monsatan (as a voice in your head called the pagan deity), into your castle so you could dispatch them easily.

Then you thought about God, He sent you this trial and you tried to act in accordance with His commandments. You fought witches, you destroyed the Heretics and you prayed. You protected His Church. Unfortunately you have not helped the starving peasant with some grain but it happens.

In some other dimension some strange and anonymous forces can see :
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>>5087895

===

Charles de Villeroi

Class : Local Lord
Level : 1

Stats

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

These 3 stats will be rolled with a d100 but remember that most of the time you will have bonuses if you have good ideas. For example you will roll your natural combat if you attack with your army against an army of similar size with a frontal charge but if you try to use a better strategy you will have a bonus of +20 or more in your stats.

Piety : 18 (points of Piety can be stacked up to 100, pious actions give you piety, not pious actions can remove piety, piety can be spent to resist against magic and other foul effects of heresy. Serve God well and He will protect.)

Mudcore : 14, next level at 10 or 20, the more you act accordingly to the meme of the local lord the more this stat will be high.

With 14 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course.
Do not confuse your small field of mudcore with the huge explosion of this "memetic energy" that occurred when you were teleported to this world. This explosion affected all the Local Lordship. You will need to act in a more memetic way to up this stat.

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>I will let you write what you will want to do once in the castle.
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>>5087898
Inspect the castle and its people to get familiar with the staff and to ensure no more Saracen spies are amongst us. Then we shall keep an account of our food and wealth stores, make plans to perhaps purchase more gain in case of famine should the failed crops spread.

After that we shall see to our men at arms and our captains of the guards for inspection. Finally we will find a quit place in our chamber, perhaps by our beside to pray.
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I want one of our servants to raise concern at the lack of a church or a chapel so we become shock and a bit outraged before calming down and ordering a small hasty temporary chapel to be build before we make more plans for a bigger and grander one, and a church later down the line.
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>>5087898
Set up a chapel to the Lord and get acquainted with our men, servants, and advisors.
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>>5087898
Cleanse this place for God. Weed out the witches and heretics among the servants and consecrate a chapel.
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>>5087911
>>5087918
supporting
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>>5087898
I'll second all of the above notions.
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>>5087918
I support this but I have a bad feeling that an altar / church can only be consecrated by a bishop (not exactly sure on the history but I do not think our Templar brother can perform this)
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>>5087911
Support
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>>5087911
+1
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>>5087914
Regret not taking the Confessor companion as in this Godless realm we have probably no way of cleansing ourselves of sin and may not have the sanction of just war or casus belli as described by Aquinas in the Summa contra Gentiles (1265). Perhaps the only way to maintain our piety is to somehow accelerate history by 300yrs, do a Henry VIII (become ze English Reformation, Fidei defensor) declare ourselves independent of Rome and Head of the Church of Local, consecrate everything ourselves??
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>>5087911
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>>5087932
>>5087937
>>5087948
>>5087965
>>5087990

Yes, you will need a priest to cleanse yourself of sin, but one of the "paths" to upgrade your mudcore will enable you to bring reinforcements.

>>5087970

(I will begin by telling you about the guard, then you will inspect the rest of the household)

Once you enter the castle the councillor orders the gates opened and proclaims with joy that the forgotten heir of Lord Random has arrived. The people rejoice and you see lots of heads watching you from the windows. You order quickly to Oldfossil.

-Assemble all the household in the upper courtyard, I want to see my loyal servants.

It was your first moment as a lord and as a third son you have absolutely no idea about how to act. You try to mimic your Lord Father. Under ten minutes everyone is assembled and to say that you are disappointed would be an understatement. It was awful, you could not hide your dismay. First you looked at the household guard, if we can call this a household guard. The thirty people composing it were not very impressive.
Well, looking at them you saw their equipment, to be honest it was not bad, even good, every soldier was in full mail with an open helmet made from steel, and every armor was one and the same, the old lord must have paid very much to have troops so well equipped. Every man had a tabard with the heraldry of the old lord, a griffin on a muddy field, not one of the normal heraldic colors but maybe the laws of heraldry are different here. Unfortunately besides the armor nothing was right.

First the soldiers were not equipped with spears like normal troops, they seemed to have swords and they looked like they were not well trained in their use. A cavalry charge could slaughter them all. And swords are not very useful against armored men. And 8 men were equipped with bows, but not the longbows of the Welsh archers that you saw in the armies of the perfidious Englishmen. They had short bows and you doubted they were trained to use them well.
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>>5088010

No saracens amongst these troops but 6 women ! Women ! In the guard ! And they looked like they were about to faint, not because of your good looks (you are a Frenchman after all) but because they seemed to have trouble staying in chainmail all day. And besides the women you saw three strange people, one of them was a woman too, they looked like normal people under their chainmail coifs and helmets but they were more thin... And they had something unsettling about them. They were taller than the rest of the guard and all were archers. They moved with a grace that was very strange to see. Finally you saw two guards who were very short, and bearded, and quite fat. They looked strong but you thought that their short reach would be detrimental in a fight. Fortunately they have some axes, at least ! Finally you saw one man that was definitely not a saracen but who had the strangest face that you saw, his skin was yellowy and his eyes were slanted. You heard about Mongols, a people with slanted eyes from far away, but you heard that the Mongols had hooves instead of feet and this man seemed to have normal legs so he could not be one of these men. The rest seemed to be quite normal looking people, even if none looked like men at arms.

The captain of the guard, who lead all this people was a relic from a bygone age, he was equiped like the other men but had a white plume on his helmet. If you thought that Oldfossil was old you could confidently say that this man was the oldest man that you saw. He seemed to have poor sight and walked shakily, he presented himself as.

-Captain Debris Crumbling at your service my lord... All the fighting men and women of Local are here before you....

>Say nothing, it is a sad enough spectacle as it is. Simply stare at them silently
>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work
>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work then say that you will only keep the best in the guard. It is time to make some reforms in this institution. (propose reforms)
>Look at them and ask questions about them to Oldfossil about the guard (write questions)
>Look at them and ask questions about them to the Crumbling Debris (write questions)
>Look at them and ask questions to one of the guardsmen (tell who you choose)
>Leave the guard and take a loot at the servants.
>Other option (write in)
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>>5088012
>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work then say that you will only keep the best in the guard. It is time to make some reforms in this institution. (They are to be equipped with proper weaponry and trained in its use. The women have to go, it is a travesty to have a woman in armour.)

>Look at them and ask questions about them to the Crumbling Debris (What the fuck is up with the thin people and the short fatties?)
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>>5088012
Oh, and what's up with the slant eyed yellow skinned guy. Yeah, that too.
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>>5088021
Perhaps this "Mongol" is one of the Black Khitans...?

>Ask the strange Mongol if he is of the Western Khitan kingdom, and if so does he know of their secret fire-lances and strange alchemy (look, I just really want some matchlocks handgonnes and harquebuses, we are probably only 98 years away from getting them)
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No wonder all the peasant children have become hunchbacked, it is because all the child-rearing women and mothers are bizarrely wearing armour and playing make-believe battle instead of nurturing their progeny.

If the Mongol and these strange women are actually from the realm of "D'iver City" we have a long and difficult task ahead of us
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>>5088012
>Leave the guard and take a loot at the servants.
Pathetic
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>propose reform: the armoured women should immediately divest themselves of all their armour and return to childrearing and looking after their abandoned hunchbacked children properly. Replace the women and arm the stoutest local peasants instead.
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>>5088012
>>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work then say that you will only keep the best in the guard. It is time to make some reforms in this institution. (propose reforms)
Arrest all the women as witches! This is a disgrace! Only with the power of witchcraft they can wear an armor and wield a weapon.
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>>5088051
Changing to this >>5088063 something must be done immediately. A public example for these errant women must be made.
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>>5088012
>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work then say that you will only keep the best in the guard. It is time to make some reforms in this institution.
>They need proper weaponry, spears, shields, crossbows axes. And most important, and taking women out of service for the good lord's sake what kind of savages would put their women to fight?

>Look at them and ask questions about them to the Crumbling Debris.
>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom?
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>>5088012
>Say nothing, it is a sad enough spectacle as it is. Simply stare at them silently
>Begin a speech to the guardsmen to encourage them in their work

>>5088063
>>5088066
I'd rather us not start out our reign by executing our household guard for the crime of not conforming to a different universe's values. This will poison the well we're drinking from. I'd suggest we wait until it becomes apparent to them all that the women should never have been in armor at all.
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>>5088086
If we're doing the pig headed chauvinist crusader thing, then I think we should go all the way.
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>>5088086
Personally I think we should stay "in-character" but make accommodations for things that would realistically give us pause. Like if we have the choice to be pragmatic at the cost of being pious, realistically there is a decent chance our moral fiber may fail us and we'd take the easier option. And we can probably make some decent decisions in regards to ruling and politics that don't break our chauvinist, noble crusader vibe as there is a lot of range in that archetype if you consider all the varying decisions made by real life nobles.
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>>5088094
Considering that killing them won't endear us to the remaining household guard, it just seems like a retarded move instead of just pig headed chauvinist crusader. Dismissing them would be way better and more IC.

>>5088115
I intend on playing this character straight, but murdering the comrades of our household guard is just plain stupid, even if these women should never have been put in armor in the first place. As archers, I could tolerate, as English men are more feminine and make for great archers anyway, but to claim witchcraft for merely wearing armor is a miscarriage of God's Justice (the drowned woman was seizing and speaking in tongues, hence why we gave her a fair trial by water, but these women have yet to exhibit those supernatural actions).
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>>5088086

Seeing all the guard, green boys, women and strange shorties in line before you you look at your men at arms who seem scandalised that such a pitiful force could be created. You begin to understand why the locals need an "adventurer's guild", you would prefer to fight besides brabançon mercenaries than besides this "army". So you advance, still on your horse, and you begin to speak in a deep voice the best imitation of your lord father that you can manage. You advance on your horse, and they all bow their heads, magnificent and strong you proclaim in an approximative grammar of their dialect.

-With the end of my dear relative, Lord Random, ends the reign of the elders and women of our lordship. And begins a manly reign, a chivalrous reign, a just but firm reign.

You look at the women in the guard.

-All of you ladies in the guard, my old relative does not need your services anymore, leave immediately this castle, you are dismissed. Women trying to play warriors : begone !

There is some shock in the troops and some of the women try to look at you but they are terrified, but you spot four or five guardsmen who seem to agree with your idea. You understand that you need to teach them some discipline. They must be half-time soldiers, let's make them full time men at arms.

-Now the amount of leave of the troops will not be more than three days a week !

You hear grumbling and add.

-And training will begin at dawn, no, one hour before dawn ! And you better not try to skip !

There is no more grumbling, it is clear now, you won, they seem defeated, and terrified, but some of them seem hopeful, they seemed to wait a long time for such discipline to be put into place. So you finish with.

-And remember men, now you are my loyal men-at-arms, the men-at-arms of the Local Lord, you will be given new weapons, you will learn the art of war and be the best troops in the realm. Be proud of it !

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**Dear Anons, it is time to roll a die for your speech, the first die of this game, 1d100 using the average of your martial/rulership (so 40) with a bonus of +10 to win the day. I will take the average of the first three rolls, if it is less than 50 there will be resistance and contradiction from your subjects**
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>5088129
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Rolled 27 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>5088129
Oh boy, a speech!
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5088129
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haha time for VIOLENCE
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Persuaded by your fiery rhetoric and inspired by your words some guardsmen approved. Yes the women and some of them looked dismayed but some of them, some young lads, looked at you with stars in their eyes and began to nod approvingly at your speech. Maybe they have joined the guard to become better men, and to master the art of war and your speech rejoiced them. Or maybe they wanted to, at last, see some action. So five guardsmen exclaimed.

-Hooray !

And you turned yourself to the old captain who was quite taken aback by this vigorous reforms but who feared the unknown. You looked towards him and decided to ask him some questions.

>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
>Other question (write in)

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Since two of you voted to ask questions to the captain I will answer one of the two questions who was voted and next I will answer another question, maybe the other question if you vote for it or maybe another one that you will think about. It will be the second question with the most votes.
So please vote for 2 questions and at least one of the two first.

Oh and you gain +1 mudcore for fighting against this "warrior women" nonsense and +1 piety too for sparing those poor wenches the horrors of the fields of battle.
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>>5088152
>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
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>>5088152
>>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
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>>5088152
>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
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>>5088128
...? I wasn't the one who wanted to kill them or try them for witchcraft.

>>5088152
>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
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>>5088152
>>How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?
>>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
>>Other question (write in)
Where are the guelphs and ghibellines ? Who leads them and from which realm they are from ?
Show me a map of my lands and the realm ! Now !(time for the shocking reveal. Our templar will be probably able to understand by now this is no europe, unlike us or our retinue)
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>>5088152
>>What is it with the thin people and the short fatties ?
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>>5088599

Wanting to know more about the quality of your defenses you ask.


-How long has the castle been under siege, by whom ?

The old man seems less incompetent than he looks when he answers the first question. He seems to be recalling from his memory and says with a hint of nostalgia in his tone.

-Oh, my Lord... it was a long time ago, I was a young man then, a young man of only fifteen summers. Our castle you know, is not even in a border region, so we are generally quite safe but this time it was for naught. The barbarians from the north came in force this year, they smashed our forts at the Impassable passes and poured into the countryland. All the Northern March was set aflame and after the northern march they came for our duchy, the duchy of Nowhere was next. They never got to Nowhere but they passed by our region and stormed the castle. They were hundreds of them, thousands, and we had only twenty men as a garrison. They lost a lot of men but they stormed the walls with ladders. We stood two days, the time for this idiots to figure out how to build those ladders.
Lord Basic, father of Lord Random, ordered me to guard his son and hide him in the underground passage of the castle. I did it and protected him against two barbarian warriors and I managed to kill them before they could call the others. It is how I got promoted to captain of the guard, I had saved the new Lord and was the only survivor.

Then you ask him, quite interested.

-Well and what about these short fat bearded soldiers. Why have you taken them ?

He answers quickly.

-They are Orin and Florin, good soldiers my Lord, dwarves are good warriors. Brave and sturdy.

You try to speak to Brother Louis about it, whispering the word « Cagots ? » but he shakes his head, if they look like cagots they are a bit fat for that. You ask again, this time about the thin people.

-And these two soldiers, and the woman who just left, they are quite tall but they walk in a strange way, they seem to practically float above the ground...

-Yes, elves mylord, good archers, very good archers. Gardasil and Manitol. Since elves do not pay taxes I figured out that it would be better to take some of them in the guard, at least they are useful.

Well, you are not convinced, these « dwarves » seem to be a kind of cagots, and it is an accursed people, plus they do not have a long reach with their short arms, and what kind of horses can they mount ? A pony is already big for them... And those elves, they look like a strong wind can make them fly, and they look not natural. Like fairies from the legends. You doubt they are old Guelph mercenaries, or they may be a kind of very feminine looking Italians maybe ? You know after all that southrons have strange habits and dress practically like women. So you frown and answer.
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>>5088883

>I want none of this « Guelves » amongst my men at arms, they look like they are bewitched. We cannot trust them.
>I want none of this dwarves amongst my men at arms, they can not mount on a horse and foot soldiers are practically peasants.
>I want not Guelphs nor cagots, or Dwarves as you call them, in my household troops. I want to form proper troops, it means shock cavalry, and these people are either too short or too weak to ride a warhorse.
>Thank Captain Crumbling for his help and say that we will keep this bearded cagots and this Guelphs, they will maybe be useful as arrow-fodder in your campaign against the forest Ghibellines.
>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?
>Are the defenses of the castle strong after that siege ? Do we have some provisions ?
>Give a raise in pay to the remaining guards to win their loyalty.
>Thank the captain and go look at the servants. You will have time to reform this household guard another day.
>Other... (write in)

Choose one choice please. First choice chosen 3 times by the anons will win.
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>>5088884
>I want not Guelphs nor cagots, or Dwarves as you call them, in my household troops. I want to form proper troops, it means shock cavalry, and these people are either too short or too weak to ride a warhorse.
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>>5088884
>>Thank Captain Crumbling for his help and say that we will keep this bearded cagots and this Guelphs, they will maybe be useful as arrow-fodder in your campaign against the forest Ghibellines.

Allow them to prove themselves perhaps?
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>>5088884
>>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?
It's time we learned the truth.
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>>5088884
>>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?
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>>5088884
>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?
>Are the defenses of the castle strong after that siege ? Do we have some provisions ?

>Other... (write in)
I have my doubts as to the usefulness of these short man dwarves, and skinny bone boys, so I will ask them to prove themselves in skill and weapon before I consider if they may continue their service to me. Perhaps we should have had the women do the same, perhaps then we could have shown the woman the foolishness of donning armor.
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>>5088884
>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty
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>>5088884
>I want not Guelphs nor cagots, or Dwarves as you call them, in my household troops. I want to form proper troops, it means shock cavalry, and these people are either too short or too weak to ride a warhorse.

Them being in our mudcore presence will diminish them once our memetic potential gets out of hand.

>Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?
>Are the defenses of the castle strong after that siege ? Do we have some provisions ?
>Spread out the pay from the fired women and others amongst the remaining guards to win their loyalty.
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>>5088884
>>Thank the captain and go look at the servants. You will have time to reform this household guard another day.
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>>5088883
Pourquoi ces Guelfes sont-ils exemptés de payer des taxes ? Le pape les a-t-il récompensés pour leur loyauté ?
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Curious about politics you ask.

-Why are these Guelphs exempted from paying taxes ? Has the pope rewarded them for their loyalty ?

The old man thinks, and you see that he is wondering who this "pope" his. Mmmmh, you knew you were in infidel lands but the fact that they do not even know about the pope is not logical. Guelphs are partisans of the pope, and even if they had contact with Genoese merchants the locals would have heard about the pope. Maybe their "Guelphs" meant another thing ? Or maybe this man was only a senile heathen... Yes, he was probably heathen, and it is more than probable that he simple does not know the religious peculiarities of Christendom but only the political parties. It is true, you think, after all you know not a lot of things about the Saracens, you know that they do not have the same rulers in the Holy Land and in Tunis, some dynasties whose name ends in "id" and that they pray to Mahomet... Well, you fought before that the Saracens had three gods, Apollyon, Tervagant and Mahomet when you heard the song of Roland but you know that after the crusades that this notions are outdated. The Saracens have definitely one god and it seems to be Mahomet. And how do they worship him ? You have no idea ! Just like you have no idea about their clergy. You imagine that the old man have absolutely no idea about Christendom, but heard about factions called Guelphs and Ghibellins. Some would say that you try to desperately avoid the terrifying notion that you are really far away from home but you prefer to not think about it. The old man answers.

-Well... My Lord... I do not know who this "Pop" is but they were granted privileges by the emperor. The elves have been granted privileges after the Woodlands Wars and the Treaty of Tricked. To be honest the war has been waged by the vassal kingdoms more than by the Emperor but he acted to make peace. But I do not know anymore of this politics, the Councillor knows more than me.

You remember to ask Oldfossil and you decide to go see the servants of the household.

You have 20 servants, 12 men and 8 women, the kennel master is a huge man with a blond beard and the stable hands seem to know their job, the kitchens seem to be ruled by a fat woman and the castle's brewer is one of those short fat people. He gives you a hanap of beer and you must admit that it is the best that you have ever tasted. Even the best beers of Flanders paled in comparison. Finally you saw cagots ! Yes true cagots ! A small and ugly man and woman quite richly dressed and with hairy feet. You never saw a cagot, only heard the description, and did not knew about their hairy feet but it is believable. If Mongols have hoofs these people can have strange body parts too.
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What do you tell to the servants ?

>Tell them that they have done a good job and that you need quarters prepared for your men and you.
>Tell nothing and go directly to your new quarters.
>Ask Oldfossil about these hairy feet cagots
>Praise the beer of the fat bearded cagot and give him some money for his good work, maybe a "Sou Tournoi" or two. Even if these rich people pay in gold it can be a good gesture.
>Look more closely for nice looking maids.
>Other (write in)

>>5089102

Ravi de voir un gentilhomme françois !
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>>5089138
>Look more closely for nice looking maids.
hon hon hon hon
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>>5089138
>>Look more closely for nice looking maids.
Based Druon reading frogs
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>>Ask Oldfossil about these hairy feet cagots
>>Praise the beer of the fat bearded cagot and give him some money for his good work, maybe a "Sou Tournoi" or two. Even if these rich people pay in gold it can be a good gesture.

We can't be mean to halflings, come on.
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>Ask Oldfossil about these hairy feet cagots
>Praise the beer of the fat bearded cagot and give him some money for his good work, maybe a "Sou Tournoi" or two. Even if these rich people pay in gold it can be a good gesture.
>Look more closely for nice looking maids.

Good beer is good shit, I don't even mind if the
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Cargots made them.
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>>5089138
>Tell them that they have done a good job and that you need quarters prepared for your men and you.
>Praise the beer of the fat bearded cagot and give him some money for his good work, maybe a "Sou Tournoi" or two. Even if these rich people pay in gold it can be a good gesture.
>Look more closely for nice looking maids.
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>>5089138
>Ask Oldfossil about these hairy feet cagots
>Praise the beer of the fat bearded cagot and give him some money for his good work, maybe a "Sou Tournoi" or two. Even if these rich people pay in gold it can be a good gesture.
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First you looked at what was the most important thing for any Frenchman, or any man, the women. And you found out that excluding the fat woman of the kitchen and the hairy feeted cagot woman the women servants of this place were more or less average, well, three were more or less average, quite young but not particularly beautiful, and another one was an old crone. But the other two were more interesting. One was clearly above average with beautiful curves, black hair and brown eyes, plus you noticed that her teeth were all in place, a quite rare thing amongst peasant girls but the other one, the other one was the kind of girl that we write ballads about. With her long brown hair, perfect skin and big dove like brown eyes she was clearly a beauty, and she had feminine forms that your author, by modesty, will not describe, but who could have been those of one of the ancient pagan statues in a roman temple. You asked her.

-What is your name girl...

And the young maid answered.

-Stacy my lord...

-Excellent, Stacy, I want my quarters ready.

She blushed, then you looked at the other maids and added.

-And I want you all to prepare quarters for my retinue, and a meal. Oh and you, brewmaster, what is your name ?

The fat and bearded cagot answered.

-I'm Ethyli Comasson my lord.

-Well take this money brewer, you earned it. And you all earned my gratitude, you did a good work, this castle is well kept. Continue like this, you can be proud.

They all bow and you dismount your horse and enter the building. The brewer look particularly honoured as he runs his hand through his long blond beard and puffs out his chest. He takes the money with pleasure and with a look of greed that you only saw in the eyes of some jews, lombards and venetians. It is time to begin the visit after all. Oldfossil will do you a quick tour of everything but perhaps you want to see something in particular.

>I want to see the great hall where we will feast and I will rule
>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
>I want to see the treasury, are the coffers full ?
>I want to see (choose another place of a typical medieval castle)...

I will go for today dear anons, I will answer tomorrow and I will start with the most chosen place.
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>>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
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>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
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>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
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>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
>I want to see the treasury, are the coffers full ?
>I want to see the great hall where we will feast and I will rule
In that order.
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>I want to see the state of the defences, were do you keep your arrows and your food ?
>I want to see the treasury, are the coffers full ?
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>>I want to see the treasury, are the coffers full ?
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You ordered to begin your inspection by the defences of the castle and the old councillor, who struggled to mount the stairs, got you around the chemin de ronde. To be honest the castle was well defended, the walls were in perfect condition and instead of wooden hoarding the castle was equipped of the more modern machicolation. The castle has a view on the bridge to the village that is mostly on the other side of it and from it’s towers an archer can fire to the river easily. The proximity with the river is used to build a moat always full of water. There is four towers on the castle plus the dungeon : the Eagle’s tower, a tall and thin tower made to fire at the attackers who try to attack the the Lion’s tower, the second’s biggest tower, from the angle. The Trout’s tower is a fat and quite small tower, really more a gatehouse, that houses the castle gate is well fortified and the last tower, the Cyclop’s tower protects the river. The dungeon is in the middle of everything and adjacent to the building serving as the Local Lord’s quarters.

Then you inspect the armoury and you must say that if the guard is pathetic and the personnal above average the weapon stocks are in good condition. You have some spears, halberds, and even two or three crossbows and a huge stock of arrows. Well, arrows do not take much place but you prefer crossbows in a castle simply because an arrow takes twice as much place than a crossbow bolt. More ammunition means a longer siege. At least you can equip the guard with all of this.

Then you find a marvel ! A full steel armor ! A powerful armor with an helmet ! Unfortunately it has pauldrons that reduce the field of vision of the wearer but it is impressive. Well, less impressive when you see that some vital parts are not protected. While you inspect it Oldfossil says.

-It is the old plate armor of Lord Random. It is a bit small for you but we can make one for you.

You answer.

-Excellent idea, but I will need to think about the design first.

And with these words you continue to the food storage were the happy fat woman ruling the kitchen shows you the food cellars. But once you enter and she opens one of the bags she gasps in shock.

-All thé potatoes ! They are rotten !

Oldfossil seems shocked too and open another bag. Dark magic ! Again ! You do the sign of the cross to protect yourself against it. Then you and your men, joined by servants began to open everything to try to see what was spoiled.

It seems that every ounce of “Korn”, “Pautatoes”, “Kakao”, “Dried Tomataues” and the stock of “Tobaquo” have all been lost but grain, onions, citrus, lentils and many other plants were still in place. Everyone was dismayed, what to do ?
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>Punish the servants for their carelessness. How can they let food rot ?
>Dark magic seems to be powerful on this land, and we must defend ourselves against it, forbid immediately the culture of “Korn”, “Pautatoes”, “Kakao”, “Tomataues” and “Tobaquo" for these crops are too vulnerable.
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.
>Other (write in)
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>>5090175
>Dark magic seems to be powerful on this land, and we must defend ourselves against it, forbid immediately the culture of “Korn”, “Pautatoes”, “Kakao”, “Tomataues” and “Tobaquo" for these crops are too vulnerable.
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>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.

Let's not get to hasty in pissing everybody off. We should boil this heretical frog slowly, so that he doesn't realize he's getting cooked and tries to jump out and escape God's Justice. Beside, Jesus Christ is ever merciful, he'd want us to give a chance for these heretics to see the error of their ways and worship the one True Lord of the Heavens.
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>>5090175
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.
We can't be too muddy.
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>>5090175

>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.

>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.

>Dark magic seems to be powerful on this land, and we must defend ourselves against it, forbid immediately the culture of “Korn”, “Pautatoes”, “Kakao”, “Tomataues” and “Tobaquo" for these crops are too vulnerable.
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>>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.
>>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.
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>Réassurer les serviteurs, annoncer que nous avons vu une telle magie noire sur le chemin. Dire que nous convoquerons les prêtres du temple de Monsanto demain et ordonnerons a ces pasteurs de s'expliquer a propos d'un tel échec pour préserver de la bonne nourriture.
>Réassurer les serviteurs, dire que nous avons vu une telle magie noire sur le chemin. Dire que nous allons investiguer la source de cette magie noire.

I agree with >>5090240, too much mud too early might backfire eventually.
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>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will summon the priests of Monsanto tomorrow and order this clerics to explain themselves about such a failure to preserve good food.
>Reassure the servants, say that you have seen such dark magic on the road. Say that you will investigate the source of this dark magic.
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You try to reassure the good people of your keep and you say in a confident tone.

-Do not worry, I will summon the clergy of Monsanto tomorrow, they are responsible for protecting our food, I shall ask them, in the great hall, before all the good people of Local, what went wrong. I already have encountered such cases of crop failures and I suspect that some dark magic is responsible. Know that I will find the source of this dark magic and destroy it.

The people cheer. You think about ordering them to stop growing this strange crops that are so vulnerable to dark magic but you abstain. For now it is best to wait the explanations of these Monsanto heretics to know if everything is wrong. You wonder if you can make the people lose faith in this heathen deity by pointing out that it is absolutely not useful. If their “goddess” cannot protect their harvest what use is that whore ? You need to talk about it with Brother Louis, your Templar friend.

After this you order to your dear councillor to show you the treasury. Better to know if the coffers are full to buy some food in place of the lost crops. The councillor says in a joyful tone.

-Yes my Lord, we have 10 000 gold coins in reserve, I kept the finances in a very good shape and to be honest I am very proud of my accomplishment. Look, they are here.

He shows you a kind of metal gate and inserts a strange key into it. He says.

-Dwarven made, they are the best at this.

When the gate opens Oldfossil gasps in shock, you do not gasp, there is a huge sum here, but you are terrified by what has happened. He told about gold coins and you have seen that it is the basic currency here but your coffers are not full of gold. They are full of silver ! Oldfossil says...

-I... I... My Lord, I do not know what happened, only me and Lord Random have keys, I took the key of the Lord on me..

He gives you the key and continues.

-How ?!? How can...

The old man has troubles breathing and you answer.

>A thief ? Here ?
>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>Punish Oldfossil, keeping gold in the vault was his responsibility.
>Ask who was responsible for protecting your treasury from dark magic.
>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
>Other (write in)
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>>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
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>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
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>>Punish Oldfossil, keeping gold in the vault was his responsibility.
>>Ask who was responsible for protecting your treasury from dark magic.
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>>5090240

Well, to be honest I have maynot been very clear about your Mudcore Stat, it is actually at 15 and it is not very much. You have, as I have told you here >>5087898 "a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course". Your Mudcore field is still not really powerful. When we think about "too much mudcore" think that high fantasy is at 0 to 40 mudcore, low fantasy from 40 to 80, Medieval Europe from 80 to 120 and the parody meme with households speaking different languages at 120 and more.
There can be nasty effects from too much mudcore (directly or indirectly caused by it) so it is good to be careful but know that we can lose mudcore points, even if it is more difficult than gaining them.
Oh, and know that your mudcore can "specialise" when you hit 40 mudcore points, I will not tell how but it may be interesting, even if it is a bit dangerous.
Likely your piety can "specialise" too and you will have a big choice to do when you will hit 100 piety (you have 19). Good luck !

>>5090406

Sorry to not have answered you directly, but you wrote when I was already posting.
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>A thief ? Here ?
>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>Ask who was responsible for protecting your treasury from dark magic.
>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?

Motherfuckers took our gold!
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>>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
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>>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>>Ask who was responsible for protecting your treasury from dark magic.
>>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
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>Surely the same dark magic as for the crops. I doubt a thief would have brought so much silver in to replace gold.
>Ask who was responsible for protecting your treasury from dark magic.
>Order your councillor to count the number of silver coins in here. How much money do we still have ?
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You immediately order your councillor to count the number of silver coins that are in the vaults. You know it is a great number because the vaults are full. You tell :

-I want to know how much we have lost, tell me how much money do we still have.

The councillor nods and takes some silver coins, looking them closely with his torch and gasps.

-My lord ! The coins ! They are minted with a crown !

-And ?

-And silver coins are minted with a tree, these are not silver coins as my old eyes have seen, these are gold coins transmuted into silver by foul magic or alchemy !

You frown, this revelation is shocking, you maintain your order to look at the number of coins and think, you have never seen such magic even if you heard legends about some alchemists capable of changing lead to gold but you never witnessed them doing this. It was a huge problems for your finances and you will need to find solutions, maybe borrow some money from the jews, or the lombards, if there is jews or lombards in this forgotten region. But it was probable that they were somewhere, if a region paid in gold coins without using silver it was more than probable that Venetians, Genoese, jews or lombards will flock to this region. You ordered your councillor to show you the rest of the castle and you were quite happy with it. The great hall had a great chimney and a quite imposing throne and your quarters were confortable. After the visit and before dinner what do you do.

>Ask Oldfossil if there is an alchemist here or someone who could have changed gold into silver.
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness
>Ask for Stacy to be brought to your chambers, you need some solace amidst this hard trials.
>Speak with your retainers, you need their advice.
>Go on the roof of your dungeon and watch your demesne from the battlements
>Other (write in)

Choose one choice.
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>Ask for Stacy to be brought to your chambers, you need some solace amidst this hard trials.
Bastard children go brrrrrr
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>Ask Oldfossil if there is an alchemist here or someone who could have changed gold into silver.
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness
>Ask for Stacy to be brought to your chambers, you need some solace amidst this hard trials.
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>>Ask for Stacy to be brought to your chambers, you need some solace amidst this hard trials.

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>Choose one choice.
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>>5090545
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness
>Ask for Stacy to be brought to your chambers, you need some solace amidst this hard trials.
>Speak with your retainers, you need their advice.

We need to speak to Brother Louis about figuring out a way to convert these heathens.
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>>5090545
>Speak with your retainers, you need their advice.

Wait, nevermind, didn't see the Choose One.
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>>5090545
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness

>>5090557
I honestly didn't see the Choose One bit.
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>>5090545
>>Speak with your retainers, you need their advice.
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>>5090545
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness
>>Speak with your retainers, you need their advice.

I suspect that the crops were magically enhanced and preserved, while the silver was disguised as gold with some magic and we came and dispelled the magic.
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>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness.
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>>5090545
>Pray into your chambers, it is the best defence against the forces of darkness

>>5090600
It's realism more broadly as opposed to just magic (Columbian-era crops, competent women, a small lord having a giant coffer of gold, etc.) that was affected.
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You thought about everything you could do on these times of need but only one thing came to your mind. Prayer. God Almighty has sent you a trial and as a true knight you would have to take up the challenge. You were deeply into infidel lands, not knowing about the path to go back to France, but you were put in power and as all power comes from God it was His will that you ruled this fief in accordance to His commandments. You had always fought His ennemies and protected His church, you will not falter now. You unsheathed your sword and knelt saying in a deep tone.

-Pater noster, qui es in caelis :
sanctificetur nomen tuum :
adveniat regnum tuum :
fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo, et in terra.
Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie :
et dimitte nobis debita nostra,
sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris
et ne nos inducas in tentationem.
Sed libera nos a malo.
Amen...

You stay silent a long moment in prayer, you think about your father managing his fief and how you were never raised to do the same thing. You were always a warrior, first and foremost. You prayed.

-Praise be to you o Lord, praise be, give me the strength to remain just in these times of woe. Give me the strength to show the way to these heretics and to bring them into Your fold, give me the strength to protect my people and to preserve your churches.

You ask for the protection of your family, back in France, and your men that are with you. Then, after a long prayer a maid comes to tell you that dinner is served. It is time to go eat something and taste the local food. But during dinner, with your knights, Oldfossil and Captain Crumbling you will have the time to speak about some subjects. What are they (choose 3 choices).

>What is this Woodland Wars and this treaty of Tricked that you talked me about ?
>Is there an alchemist that could have changed our gold into silver ?
>You talked about the Mages Guild, what are they ? Some cabal of demon worshippers ?
>You talked to me about an Emperor, who is he ?
>You talked to me about an adventurer's guild, who are these people ? Some kind of vagabonds ? Mercenaries ?
>Tell me more about the geography of our seigneury, where are our borders ?
>Tell me more about the politics of our lordship, you talked about a liege lord ?
>Tell me who are this "Vassal Kingdoms" ?
>Is there any moneylenders here ?
>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?
>Other (write in)

I will go for this night but tomorrow I will answer to the 3 most chosen questions. You gain +1 piety.
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>>Is there an alchemist that could have changed our gold into silver ?
>>You talked to me about an adventurer's guild, who are these people ? Some kind of vagabonds ? Mercenaries ?
>>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?
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>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?
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>Is there any moneylenders here ?
>Tell me more about the politics of our lordship, you talked about a liege lord ?
>Tell me who are this "Vassal Kingdoms" ?
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>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?

Important for our future conversion efforts and knowing what we are dealing with.

>Tell me more about the geography of our seigneury, where are our borders ?
>Tell me more about the politics of our lordship, you talked about a liege lord ?

Most important questions for management and knowing what we should and should not do if we want to stay alive and keep this fief.
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>Is there an alchemist that could have changed our gold into silver ? Or one that can turn our silver back to gold?
>You talked about the Mages Guild, what are they ? Some cabal of demon worshippers ?
>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?
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>Tell me more about this church of Monsanto ?
>You talked about the Mages Guild, what are they ? Some cabal of demon worshippers ?
>Tell me more about the politics of our lordship, you talked about a liege lord ?
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>>You talked about the Mages Guild, what are they ? Some cabal of demon worshippers ?
>>You talked to me about an Emperor, who is he ?
>Tell me more about the geography of our seigneury, where are our borders ?
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While you are eating your delicious venison and drinking the beer of the bearded cagot Ethyli Comasson you ask a question to your loyal councillors.

-Dear Oldfossil, tell me more about this church of Monsanto, we will need to see them tomorrow after all.

The councillor answers with a certain enthusiasm.

-Yes, yes of course my lord, the cult of Monsanto is one of the numerous cults of good deities that are authorized in the Empire. You see, if elves have their pantheon and dwarves theirs humans of our land pray to a multitude of gods, more than a thousand, there is a god for each thing. For example Charal is the god of venison and Alaharm the protector of doors.

-Paganism !

Exclaims your brave brother templar and your men at arms agree, you nod, agreeing with them, but ask Oldfossil to continue. He does it with a scholarly tone.

-Most of these gods do not have priests, some of them have a small clergy but the twenty four most powerful gods, Monsanto is one of them, have their clergy recognized and the leaders of these churches have the right to vote for Imperial Laws in the Council of Many. The cult of Monsanto is not very centralized, they maintain temples and have a small force of men at arms but they are at the disposition of the Great Priests of each vassal kingdom, or each Duchy. And these great priests are elected by the priests in the temples, like yours. The Great Priests organise their theological schools and they elect one of them to sit in the Council of Many. Our local priest is called Father Pesticide, he is quite virulent, and leads the sacrifices of goats and cows to ensure a bountiful harvest. He is helped by two apprentice priests, a male, a young Minotaur called Disciple Insecticide and a female human called Disciple Fertilizer.
Some villagers say that accepting Minotaurs in the clergy is bad because they are an evil race but our priest believes in tolerating them.

Minotaurs you think, seems like a Greek name. You do not trust the greeks, these bastards have taken back Constantinople and they refuse to bow to the pope ! Greek priests can not be considered true priests and you think that maybe you could use that fact in this strange pagan religion too. Before your men can complain about this whore goddess Monsanto you ask a new question.

-Tell me more about the politics of our lordship, you talked about a liege lord ?
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Both Oldfossil and Captain Crumbling looked at each other with worry. It was a quite hard subject for them to talk about apparently, but the old councillor said, after taking more beer.

-Yes my lord, we have a liege lord, Baron Crook Wickedson rules the Baronny of Thisplace. I will be honest my lord, and if I am sure he has no spies here I shall speak in hushed tones. He is not a good ruler, he is a cruel, wicked and depraved man, he loves torturing those that anger them and is very powerful. He is a Warlock, he passes pacts with demons... And we cannot denounce him because it is authorized by the Mages Guild and his uncle is the personal Chancellor of the King, or more exactly of the Queen of Bifuria. It is known that he wants to confiscate the Local Lordship. If we had not found you we would be under the direct rule of this man...

You do the sign of the cross and your brave and young Bohémond stands and says.

-We shall get the head of this bastard, he is unfit to rule !

You tell him to calm down and ask a new question.

-But we are not alone, is he ? I mean, there is other vassals of this baron Crook Wickedson ?

Oldfossil answers.

-Yes, we are the fourth vassal of the Baron of Thisplace, it means that we are the fourth most powerful vassal of the baron. There is seven vassals in total, three stronger than us and three weaker. Together they have as much land as the baron.

He begins to describe them all.

-The most powerful is the Neutral Lord, Swiss Neutralsson, Lord of Neutral he is from an old noble line and fears Baron Crook so he stays out of all conflicts and make his demesne prosper, his castle is one of the two vassal castles in the south of the barony with entries in the Underworld, no, do not look me like this, it is not hell but a great cave network that is very rich in minerals. The other one with this entries is the Rival Lord, Salty Rival, Lord of Rival, from an old family too, but he has a blood feud with us. He wants our lands and he is reinforcing the Hostil Lordship for this reason. But he is in the south of the Barony so relatively far away. The third one is the Special Lord, it is actually a lady, Princess Mary of house Sue, she is the forgotten daughter of a princely family from the capital and they have bought her this demesne because she is insufferable. Then there is us, of course, and weaker than us we have three lords.

He sips a bit of beer before continuing.
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-The Darkplace Lord is actually Creepy Bitchson, he was a commoner once, but Baron Wickedson rewarded him with a fief for his loyalty. He is a member of the assassin's guild and is an awful man. It is said that he uses his land to train assassins and that he made the lord of Takable disappear. Then there is the Hostil Lord, our neighbour, it was a commoner too, a magician, but he was given the lordship instead of our lord just to spite us by Wickedson. He is a man of great ambitions and wants to take our fief by force with the help of the Rival Lord. And then there is the Takable Lord, who is also a lady, the last daughter of Lord Very Takable who was killed after he tried to petition the count against some of the new taxes risen by the Baron. Practically all his lands were taken by the baron, only the intervention of the count, who knew him, forbade this.

Well, it was a dark place indeed, so you asked.

-You talked about the Mages Guild, what are they ? Some cabal of demon worshippers ?

Oldfossil laughed.

-No, they are not, even if they are a powerful organisation. They have some seats on the Council of Many and they have an absolute monopoly on magic throughout the Empire. All the court wizards are from their ranks, all the adventurers wizards too, they have a monopoly on teleportation too, and alliances with the Adventurer's Guild, some orders of paladins and they are the closest councillors of the Emperor. And let's not forget that they control the Norin Security Array.

-What is this devilish thing ?

-It is a tower my lord, an enchanted tower in the kingdom of Norin that controls a network of towers everywhere around the empire and detects all manifestations of magic to better answer to these attacks.

You understood what it means, you remembered the court of Philippe le Bel. There were two groups of people led by two important men, the brother of the king Charles de Valois who ruled with the barons and the councillor Enguerrand de Marigny who ruled with shopkeepers. If the king was a king of iron his councillors assembled factions to try to influence him. You were a nobleman so naturally you had sympathy for Charles de Valois, feudal privileges shall be restored ! The good customs of the time of Saint Louis were excellent ! The right to mint your own coins ! The right to wage private wars ! This was what needed a strong realm : a strong feudal aristocracy ! And this magicians were no better than shopkeepers, a nuisance trying to infringe on your rights ! To hell with them.
The dinner will be soon finished but you have still time to ask for precisions about something that Oldfossil said.

>You can ask one question about this text, I will let you write and vote and your favourite question will be answered.
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>Tell me more about Lady Takable, Lady Mary of Sue, and this Hostil Lord.
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>M-magic, what manner of magic! Be specific, what can these devil-worshippers do?
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>”Tell me about the emperor!”
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What manner of sorcery is this?
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Nothing more aristocratic than a political marriage
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>Tell me more about Lady Takable, Lady Mary of Sue, and this Hostil Lord.
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You knew that relationships with neighbours were always very important. If your neighbours hated you need to be prepared for an attack. So you asked quickly.

-Tell me more about Lady Takable, Lady Mary of Sue, and this Hostil Lord.

The old man agrees, and tells what he knows about them.

-Lady Rose Takable is the only child of Lord Very Takable, a friend of our good Lord Random. This man was a skilled hunter and a great friend of Count Careless, the liege lord of our Baron. Lord Very Takable denounced the excesses of Baron Crook's rule to the Count one year ago, and he got killed three months after that, someone slit his throat in his sleep while he slept in a camp during a hunt. Knowing that the uncle of Baron Wicked is councillor of the king Count Careless could not do anything. So Baron Crook used the pretext of the fact that his seventeen years old daughter was unfit to rule to take the lands of the Takables. But Count Careless forbade him to take everything so Lady Takable still has her castle and a village in the north west of the barony. She is a very beautiful lady and she plays the harp like a great artist. We suppose that she hates the Baron with all her strength but she is too young, weak, and inexperienced to unbalance his rule. Lot's of people fear to marry her because it will anger the baron. She technically has rights to all her former demesne, the biggest of all the vassals of the Barony before Crook's confiscations.

A charming lady indeed, and maybe a useful ally you think. He then continues.

-Lady, or Princess, Mary of house Sue is young too, and very beautiful. She is the lost daughter of a Princely house from the capital, one of the houses that have been elected emperors in the past. It gave her the courtesy title of "princess" even if she is a lady. She has been raised by the elves and is said to have been "touched by fate", she is skilled with the sword and ran off at 15 years old from her foster family to seek adventure. She is said to have defeated the Hydras of the Smelly Swamp and the Dark Elf leader Famoes Troubleraiser and many other deeds in only three years of adventure. Then she found her old family who recognized her and one month with her family was enough for them to deduce that she was insupportable. They bought her a gift for her 18th birthday : a lordship in our forgotten province of the Empire. Now she has to rule but she seems to be bored by it. Her territory neighbours the one of Lord Hostil. She is known to be stubborn and to oppose serfdom, and not wanting to marry, she says she is a "strong independent woman".

You raise your eyebrows, how can she be independent if she has a liege lord ? And her opinion make her a good patient for a madhouse but you have not to hear everything that women says. If we begin to pay attention to the opinions of women we will be dead in a generation. The councillor continues about Lord Hostil.
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-Lord Hostil is a wizard, a powerful wizard who received a lordship with two villages just next to ours. He has been given this by the Rival Lord whose father has bought this villages from the father of Baron Crook when he needed money. The Hostil Lord is a powerful ally of the Rival Lord and he wants our lands, fortunately we have more men at arms than him and a defensive alliance with the Neutral Lord to counter his alliance with the Rival lord. He is said to be a rude man, a deceitful and vicious man. He feared our court wizard, Rollarion McFumble and did not dare to attack but when he will learn of his death he will surely try to test our strength. I think he will be very interested in you in a week or two when you will come to the court of the Baron to swear allegiance to him.

Brother Louis exclaims.

-Swearing allegiance to a demon worshipper ! He will only receive our swords in the gut, no allegiance for him !

You raise a hand to tell him to be silent and say.

-Do not worry Brother Louis, a word given to a demon worshipper is like a word given to a commoner, it has no value at all.

He nods, and the brave Godefroi says, smiling.

-And some wizard tricks cannot stand against good steel and the power of the holy cross ! We will show this man that no throwing of salt and no maledictions can harm true Christians !

You cheer, it was well said ! You have seen magicians do some tricks and they were not particularly useful on a field of battle, if you have more men, and better men, you will win easily. But it was late and time to gather some strength.

>Sleep alone
>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed"
>Take a look at the stars before going to bed
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>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed"
>Take a look at the stars before going to bed
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>>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed"
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>>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed"

Lady takable will come later
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>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed".
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>Ask for Stacy to "warm your bed"
Where would we be without prima nocta?
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You go to bed and ask for the maid Stacy to be brought to your chambers. She comes inside and you are, as before, impressed by her curves and the smoothness of her skin. She seems shy at the beginning but let's be honest, when you begin to give in to the joys of love you are impressed. If some women here wore armor this Stacy clearly has the stamina to do so. Of course modesty will forbid your poor narrator to tell you everything about your night with this dove eyed beauty but it was an excellent night indeed.
The next day you awake joyful and ready. What do you do ?

>Directly order to bring the priests of Monsanto to you
>See how your main train
>Take a look at the village of Local
>Other (Write in...)

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**Charles de Villeroi**

**Class** : Local Lord
**Level** : 1
XP : 0+20 (for your initial acts and for taking control of your fief)

**Stats**

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

Piety : 18-1 =17 (Sin of the flesh)

Mudcore : 14+1=15 (Nobles must be hedonists while the peasantry dies in mud), next level at 10 or 20, the more you act accordingly to the meme of the local lord the more this stat will be high.

With 15 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course.

**Talents**
Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.
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>>See how your main train
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>See how your main train
>Directly order to bring the priests of Monsanto to you
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>>5091891
>See how your main train
>Other (Write in...)
See the local blacksmiths, carpenters and stone cutters. We shall seek metal and a glory to the lord.
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>Directly order to bring the priests of Monsanto to you
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>Directly order to bring the priests of Monsanto to you
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(My bad, you have 16 mudcore and 18 piety.)

The next morning you put on the best clothes that your servants give you and you ask to see your men train. They must have begun before dawn. You go to the courtyard and begin to see how your knights, Godefroi and Bohémond, try to make the guards form a shield wall and a spear wall. It is not very effective but they are footmen and we should not expect a lot from this ilk. The strange thin Guelphs seem to want to use bows instead of spears and shields or crossbows and the short fat cagots want to keep their axes. Well you will need more than this infantry to have an effective fighting force. You need cavalry, shock cavalry, footmen are only good to serve as bait for a cavalry charge or to flee slowly and be killed instead of your cavalry when your army routs.

While Bohémond continues to train the men the old Godefroi comes to you and tells.

-Monseigneur, we need to talk.

-To talk about what dear Godefroi ?

-To talk about the stars.

You look at him with worried eyes, what is this stars nonsense ? But he continues.

-You remember when my wife and I used to look at the stars. We loved to do it together at night... Staring at them silently. I... I did this yesterday evening and... The stars are not right my Lord. Even if I am not an astrologist I can tell you this.

-What do you mean ?

-They are not on their place, I have been in far away places My Lord but the sky, the map of the sky remains more or less the same, we can see some important stars... But here... It’s like everything is different. We are...

You begin to worry about this. You trust Godefroi, he served your father and began his service when your grandfather made him a squire. He is sa wise knight and if he seems so worried there is good reason. But before you can answer Brother Louis, who was training you, approaches you too. The Templar tells you.

-I agree with sire Godefroi. We are not near our home, and I think I know where we are.

You look at him, really interested, and ask where. He answers.

-I thought I will never go there because it is practically a country of myths and legends but I once heard a Saracen merchant talking about a far away land : India. The people of this far away land seem to worship a thousand gods, just like here, plus they are said to be very rich and to eat strange crops. And they clearly are not like us in appearance. It is said that when Alexander the Greek attacked this land he has beaten many tribes with strange names and strange appearances.

-And how could they know about Guelphs and Ghibellines ?

He answers after thinking a bit.

-I think that where there is gold there is Venetians and Genoese, the locals must have learned about their internal strifes. And we have seen a Saracen, it means the Indians are in contact with them.
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>>5092565

This news shock you to the core, you have been transported by foul magic to an unknown land and you will maybe never see your family again. But you must stay strong, if you falter your men will loose confidence so you answer.

>You are a well read man brother Louis, tell me more about the dangers of India.
>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. Do you have any advice concerning the priests of Monsanto ?
>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. I think that we shall try to buy horses for our guardsmen.
>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. I think that we shall remove (the short bearded cagots/the thin Guelphs/both of them )from our guard, they are not useful. (I will let you choose on of the options.
>Other (write in)
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>>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. Do you have any advice concerning the priests of Monsanto ?
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>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. Do you have any advice concerning the priests of Monsanto ?
>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. I think that we shall try to buy horses for our guardsmen.
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>I agree with you, but we must now focus on our tasks ahead. We will talk later about India. Do you have any advice concerning the priests of Monsanto ?
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You are terrified by this India, an absolutely unknown country but you prefer to ask questions about your more direct problems. So you asked in a falsely confident tone.

-We will confront this heathen priests today, you are my closest councillors, so I will ask you to advise me. By the heavens, what to do ! We cannot cut their heads directly without alienating the populace !

They nodded and even laughed a bit and the old Godefroi began.

-Monseigneur, I have no advice about infidels, but I know one thing. Having a powerful member of the clergy against you is bad news, and since you are not of the same faith it will be hard to make allies of this priests. So you will need to remove them from their seat of power. You better do it quickly.

Brother Louis added.

-I agree, but I have experience with infidels and I know that if we show them some advantages of our laws law. My master said that in the Holy Land they appreciated the rights to have the same privileges than our villages with rights to protection and use of some facilities. Before us they were exploited at will by their Saracen lords so even if we were not of the same faith they accepted our rule. But if you shall discredit this demon worshipping heretics you shall do it before the people. It is always better to appear just and virtuous to the common folk.

You agreed to all of it when Ancel le purineur, your scout, ran to you screaming.

-Messire ! Messire ! The heretical priests are coming ! One of them is a cow who walks on two legs ! And a lot of peasants are coming, twenty of them at least !

What do you order ?

>Wait... A cow walking on two legs, what is this new devilry ?!?
>Let the peasants enter in the great hall, at the same time as the priests.
>Let the peasants enter after the priests, I want to talk to these heretics in private.
>Brother Louis, Sire Godefroi, I want you with me during this trial, and go fetch Oldfossil, I will need him.
>Maybe we can poison the drinks of this priests.
>Other (write in)

You can choose multiple choices
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>Wait... A cow walking on two legs, what is this new devilry ?!?
>Let the peasants enter after the priests, I want to talk to these heretics in private.
>Brother Louis, Sire Godefroi, I want you with me during this trial, and go fetch Oldfossil, I will need him.
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>>Let the peasants enter in the great hall, at the same time as the priests.
>>Brother Louis, Sire Godefroi, I want you with me during this trial, and go fetch Oldfossil, I will need him.
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>Let the peasants enter in the great hall, at the same time as the priests.
>Brother Louis, Sire Godefroi, I want you with me during this trial, and go fetch Oldfossil, I will need him.

We need to influence the public against these heretics after all.
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>>Let the peasants enter in the great hall, at the same time as the priests.
>>Brother Louis, Sire Godefroi, I want you with me during this trial, and go fetch Oldfossil, I will need him.
>>Maybe we can poison the drinks of this priests.
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You go into the great hall and sit on your throne, ordering peasants and priests alike to enter. Some peasants try to talk to you but Captain Crumbling says that they will bring their grievances after your interrogation of the priests. So they are ordered to be silent and to go to the sides of the room. You noticed that some peasants seemed well dressed but the clothes of others seemed muddy, and they were generally more ugly. You thought they were probably the poorest of the lot. Then you saw the local clergy enter, or shall we say the Local clergy and the fact that you were surprised by them was an understatement.

The Father Pesticide was a strange man, a bearded priest walking barefoot in a green robe. He was holding the branch of a tree in his right hand and a sickle was attached to his belt. His beard was full of ivy and vines. He wore a silver diadem. And his eyes, you saw in his eyes that he was a stubborn man and a fanatic (even if his fanaticism paled in comparison to your own).

Then came his disciples, on the left there was a quite small woman who looked average and a bit tired. Her curvy brown hair was covered in ivy and vines too and she carried a book that you supposed was the holy book of this heathen polytheists. She was barefoot too, all the clergy of this church seemed not to wear any shoes and her robes were of a lighter green than the one of the priest. If you remembered her name she must be disciple Fertilizer. A female priest... pfff, heathens !

The third one was the most strange and you almost got up from your seat to kill him on sight. It was a cow ! A cow ! These Indians prayed to cow priests ! And it was not a small cow, it towered above every man on the room and was far larger than you. It stood on two legs dressed in robes of the same green than the other disciple. What you thought was a greek was in fact a cow, a bipedal cow. You wondered if it spoke and saw your men tighten their hands on the hilts of their swords, they seemed to think the same thing as you, to kill this accursed beast apparently a product of the devil. While the priests advanced towards you and all the people let them pass you had to talk first, or not.

What do you do.

>Be cold with the priests, salute them quickly and ask them why the crops have died.
>Be warm with the priests, greet them politely and maybe even offer them drinks (not poisoned) and ask them why the crops have died.
>Ask if the cow can talk or only moo, you are scientifically curious after all.
>Ask mundane questions to the priests, to better see who they are.
>Kill the bipedal cow on sight. It's existence is a blasphemy and it is obviously a monster. If the other priests cry let them cry about it.
>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.
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>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.

We all have a part to play, we won't kill them before they said their peace. I'm thinking when they've proven their failures beyond a shadow of a doubt in front of the peasants, we ask them to renounce their faith and take Christ into their hearts as an act of clemency for their crimes against the people of this land (for isn't preventing our people's hardworking livelihood from black magic a justifiable crime?). When the fanatic fails to do so, we kill him. Then ask the others again. If the Indian (for I can only assume that a people who worships cows must also lay with them, and Jesus always said that the sins of the father are not the sins of the son) doesn't convert, kill the abomination. Whether Fertilizer decides to convert or not, we should speak to her privately, see if we can't... convince her that her beliefs are foolish.
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>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.
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>>Kill the bipedal cow on sight. It's existence is a blasphemy and it is obviously a monster. If the other priests cry let them cry about it.
A demon! In my very own halls! Not so fast!
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No dude, that's just an Indian, for who else would lay with cows?
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>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.
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>>5092993
>>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.
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>>5092993
>Stay silent, let the priests introduce themselves, play the role of the dignified and severe lord.
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You stay silent while the priests come towards you. Brother Louis and Godefroi are at your left while Oldfossil is at your right. Some guardsmen assure the security of the meeting. You look at the peasants, male and female, some of them are Guelphs, other are different kinds of cagots but sixteen of twenty seem to look like you. These indians look like europeans after all. The most important priest comes first and takes his time coming towards you, doubtlessly trying to show his importance for the community, and he says in a deep tone, after a small bow.

-My Lord, you summoned us and we came.

He stayed silent after this, it was a wise move, you had to explain him and he could say that he knew that but let you tell the rest. If he had asked why you had summoned him you could have accused him of not knowing about the crop failures and it would be bad for his image as a priest so choosing to only tell this was enough. You saw that he seemed to be quite hostile, not saying any greetings for the new lord that you were. Maybe it was because one of your servants has told him about your faith yesterday afternoon.

-The crops of my peasants, and those stored in my castle are dead, priest. Your goddess protects this crops. Why are they dead ?

The peasant nod, they talk about themselves, some of them say that the same thing has happened in all the seigneury. The man looks at you with a strange look, he seems to be thinking a bit but says in the same deep tone, the tone of an experienced man of the cloth that knows how to deal with this kind of situations.

-Monsanto is angry, she sees a loss of faith in this place and she wants to punish us for our sins against her !

The peasants gasp and talk between them and you look the bastard in the eyes. What a despicable dog ! He could have talked about dark magic but of course he has to accuse you, he wants to denounce the "unbeliever" that actually sits on the throne. You know this, he knows this and he know you know this. It is time to answer wisely and choose a tactic.
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>Try to ask him about what is the sin, and why as a priest he has not tried to warn us in advance about this sin. It is risky because you do not know if he warned you in advance but maybe he will answer that the sin begins now, with your inheritance of the lordship, and you will have reason to arrest him.
>Ask innocent questions, like questions about the power of Monsanto, can she act on metals for exemple. If he says that she can act only in her demesne tell him that gold got changed into silver and that it is the proof that it was not her, but a dark magician, and call him on his lies. It is risky because he can tell you that other deities are angry maybe, but then he is not a priest of these deities.
>Ask him that it was his work, as a priest, to prevent the people to sin, and that if he did not manage to do it he is a poor priest indeed. But he can put the blame on the lord, unfortunately the lord was dead and you are lord for only one day.
>Other (write in)

You will have to roll after having choosen a tactic (after I will write the next text) so choose wisely, the better is your plan the better is your bonus on the roll ! Do not hesitate to write your strategy yourselves and discuss it
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>>Ask innocent questions, like questions about the power of Monsanto, can she act on metals for exemple. If he says that she can act only in her demesne tell him that gold got changed into silver and that it is the proof that it was not her, but a dark magician, and call him on his lies. It is risky because he can tell you that other deities are angry maybe, but then he is not a priest of these deities.
Goad them into performing magic so we can arrest them
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>>5093491
>Ask innocent questions, like questions about the power of Monsanto, can she act on metals, or change the human form? Can she create a blinding white light? If he says that she can act only in her demesne tell him that gold got changed into silver, that some of our peasants tuned sick and hunched-backed within a night, and that darkness turned into bright white light, and that it is the proof that it was not her, but a dark magician, and call him on his lies. If it was a deity, than he failed to properly warn us of the sin, but if it was a dark magician, then the deities failed to prevent this calamity. If it is intended by their gods, then they reward worship with hardship and misery, and are fickle, uncaring beings. If it's unintended, then they were too weak and powerless to stop this mortal wizard, which means that they cannot help and shouldn't be relied upon. Either way, they have proven themselves unworthy of worship, for they have failed to provide bounty, safety, and help to those who sacrifice and worship them.

Blame the dark wizard, and the God are either uncaring of suffering or unable to prevent it, and we put this fanatic between a rock and a hard place. Plus, we can shift the blame on Lord Hostil for these dark magics.
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>>5093491
>>Ask innocent questions, like questions about the power of Monsanto, can she act on metals for exemple. If he says that she can act only in her demesne tell him that gold got changed into silver and that it is the proof that it was not her, but a dark magician, and call him on his lies. It is risky because he can tell you that other deities are angry maybe, but then he is not a priest of these deities.
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>>5093489
Supporting >>5093518
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>>5093517
Supporting
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>>5093518

I love your idea anon, accusing Hostil is pure genius, I would have given you a better bonus but the vote is the vote.

>>5093529
>>5093531
>>5093590

You seem to nod at the words of this « father Pesticide » and ask kindly.

-Well... And what was this sign ? Was it only the crops ?

He seems to be taken aback, and answers quickly.

-For now it is, but if the blasphemy persists then more things will happen.

You smile and answer, you think you just got the man.

-And what can be this signs ?

He answered quickly.

-Anything to do with plants or crops. All the crops will die and not only those that are dead if you do not repent !

You frowned, visibly shaken, but it was a comedy. So you asked.

-Only crops, not another thing. Rocks will not begin to fall on our villages !

He chuckled, followed by his disciples, visibly mocking your ignorance, and some peasants followed like your idea was ridiculous. But you smiled.

-No, Monsanto is the goddess of the harvest, she does not deal with signs that do not concern the growth of plants or the harvest.

Then you smile, saying.

-Then the white light that appeared the night before I came here have nothing to do with the goddess. And the fact that some peasants became hunchbacked or sick overnight ? Or even the fact that gold was changed into silver ? It was not her was it ?

>Roll 1d100, you will have +20 for your strategy that will add to your intrigue of 25, it will be a roll of 45. Average of the 3 first rolls will be taken into account. If it is less than 45 you win, if not it will continue.
I will write the reactions after the rolls and you will have new dialogue/action choices
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>5093867
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5093867
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5093867
Praise Jesus
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>>5093867
>I love your idea anon, accusing Hostil is pure genius, I would have given you a better bonus but the vote is the vote.

This is why democracy was a mistake.
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>>5093961
>>5093992

Based Autocratic Anon, and your roll was the best, truly you are worthy to hold a fief ! Somewhere in the heavens Louis de Bonald smiles upon you !

>>5093987

The people around you heard your question, it was a good question and some of them even took your side, some even understood your reasoning and approved. Unfortunately the man that was in front on you was more accustomed to politics than you thought. You were a beginner yourself to be honest. He answered quickly and efficiently like a burgmaster well versed into the art of debating.

-No, it was not her, it was maybe other gods that reacted towards the lack of faith of this lordship ! Madoff the god of money and the Plastic Surgeon, shaper of flesh must have stricken this place for it's lack of piety.

They were protestations but the man seemed to be right. It was your turn to answer, and what to answer against the anger of multiple gods ?

>Are you sure it was them ? Striking at the same time ? And for what reason ?
>Have you given warnings before about this "lack of faith" you are a priest after all and if the flock is not faithful it is your responsibility too !
>If it is a problem about our lack of faith, I suppose that your temple was spared by this plight sent by the gods ? You are a faithful priest after all, and your disciples seem very faithful too after all !
>Are you a priest of the plastic surgeon and of Madoff too ? Because you surely talk like you know very well their will.
>Other (write in)
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>>5094003
>Are you a priest of the plastic surgeon and of Madoff too ? Because you surely talk like you know very well their will.
>If it is a problem about our lack of faith, I suppose that your temple was spared by this plight sent by the gods ? You are a faithful priest after all, and your disciples seem very faithful too after all !

Mesh these two together, make it seem like he's a con man instead of a priest if his crop were hit. I'm not going to write another prompt that'll just get ignored by these Athenian democrats.
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>>5094003
Supporting >>5094022
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>>5094022
Support
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>>5094022
>>5094100
>>5094120

Well, well, well, you were not impressed by his show of force, and answered with a sarcastic tone that your lord father used when he wanted to make someone pass for an imbecile. You said.

-Well, you seem to not be a priest of this Plastic Surgeon and of Madoff isn't it ? How can you know their opinions ? Mmmh ? How can you know that they have given us this punishment ?

He answered, quite sure of himself.

-I am a pious man ! A very pious man ! And I know about the gods !

Then you launched your crossbow bolt, shooting straight from the hip by saying.

-Oh, and if you are so pious I suppose that the gods spared you from their divine punishment ? Isn't it ? How are your crops ? Is the Korn stocked at the temple of Monsanto ready to be eaten ?

The panicked look of his two disciples was all the answer that you needed but it was probable that the awful Pesticide would try to open his mouth again. On a side note it was the first time that you saw a bipedal cow panicking, and this vision was, in your humble opinion, quite funny. More people began to agree with you seeing this look on the faces of the disciples. If the priest was punished too he must be a bad priest.

>We will do a new roll, since you have good arguments provided by our anonymous autocrat I will give you +30 at intrigue so you will have to roll under 55, average of 3 first rolls will be taken into account. If you manage to win he will not know what to answer.
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>5094134
Now we're getting somewhere.
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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>5094134
MOOOO
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5094134
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>>5094149
>>5094260
>>5094264
Oho? Exposed as a charlatan masquerading as a respectable priest, eh? I am a merciful lord. Repent, admit your sins, throw yourself upon the mercy of Jesus, and you'll be forgiven. Same goes for your accomplices.

By the way, Fertilizer, we have a recent opening for a scullery maid you might be interested in...
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>>5094288
Converting a minotaur is a funny thought.

Though, I suppose we have a duty to convert them and spread the word regardless of their monstrous appearance. They are sentient it seems.

Are we Prester John?
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>>5094474
Hell yea, brother! Taking the good fight for Chist into the dark continent of India!
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>>5094260
>>5094474

Excellent comparison ! We are the muddy version of Prester John !

>>5094264

Pesticide tries to answer but he clearly has not any idea how to answer. He says after some time.

-But... But... I must have been punished for my lack of zeal in preventing my parishioners to sin and... Maybe it’s another thing, sparrows, insects may destroy crops has said the teachings of the Great Tzedong.

But his words were already drowned in the middle of the accusing screams of some peasants. Some of them were looking at Oldfossil and you were certain that the old fox offered them something to do this at an important moment. They say.

-How could you have lied to us like this !

-A sinful priest ! Here ?!?

-We were trusting you and now we have nothing to eat !

The man was trying to calm down the angry people but it was of no use. It seemed to be the time for you to act and to denounce the man. What do you say ? Should you try to arrest him to prevent the locals from having a pagan voice directing them ? Or should you try to convert him even if it is risky, this people seem to have abandoned their priest, yes, but their faith is another thing. Let’s be honest, if people began doubting their faith à each earthly failure of their priests no faith would live in very long. So what do you say ?

>I think that you are not a good priest but a charlatan that tries to mask his failures as a punishment from the gods. I think these crops have been destroyed by dark magic, and you were powerless against it ! Guards, seize that man and put him in a cell ! We will interrogate him to know if he is only trying to hide his incompetence or if he has a more sinister role in this dark magic plot !
>Who needs a priest who lies about the gods and does not even have their favour ! I thereby banish you from this lordship.
>I find your “lack of faith” disturbing ! Especially after you said you were a very pious man, the sin of pride made you want try to influence the politics of our lordship with false accusations. If you had prayed more and done less politics our good people would not risk famine. You will think about it closer to the gods. Guards, put this man on the roof of the dungeon and tie him. Then cover him in honey, he will meditate more about the teachings of Tsedong about insects destroying the crops.
>Your failure is clear from your words priest, you seem to not serve your gods, or they have abandonned you. What is certain is that they failed to protect our crops, but fortunately we have One god that protects us. He is merciful. Accept Him and you will be spared.
>Other (write in, you can combine the punishment of one answer for the reason to be punished of another)
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>>5094733
>Your failure is clear from your words priest, you seem to not serve your gods, or they have abandonned you. What is certain is that they failed to protect our crops, but fortunately we have One god that protects us. He is merciful. Accept Him and you will be spared.
>I think that you are not a good priest but a charlatan that tries to mask his failures as a punishment from the gods. I think these crops have been destroyed by dark magic, and you were powerless against it ! Guards, seize that man and put him in a cell ! We will interrogate him to know if he is only trying to hide his incompetence or if he has a more sinister role in this dark magic plot !

Mesh the two together, claim he's a charlatan, not a man of the gods, but that the Lord is merciful, and if you throw yourself on his mercy and Accept him, then he'll be spared, but still 'interrogated' to see if he holds a bigger role in this plot. If he refuses to accept Christ into his heart, claim he was powerless to stop this dark magic and seize him for interrogation anyway.

Offer the same to his accomplices.
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>>5094733
I'm not sure openly trying to convert someone amongst a bunch of peasants who also hold a different faith than us is a good idea, but what other choice do we have? We must eventually try to convert these people whether bit by bit or all at once.

Supporting >>5094744 I guess.
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>>5094733
>>Your failure is clear from your words priest, you seem to not serve your gods, or they have abandonned you. What is certain is that they failed to protect our crops, but fortunately we have One god that protects us. He is merciful. Accept Him and you will be spared.
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>>5094828
I agree, but negotiating spiritual duties with political duties go hand in hand with a lord who is but a servant of Christ. Plus, we're operating under the public logic that he isn't a real priest here, but a godless scoundrel masquerading as a priest.
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I will post a reply when 3 persons will agree on an answer, but remember dear anons, your reign only lasted a day being too radical can have some consequences. Sometimes it is better to bide your time.
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>>5094992
Don't worry, that is what our loyal companions and our skill in combat are for.
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>>5094992
I'm expecting less overt religiosity and more blaming the godless scoundrel for deceiving the people, with laying down the foundation that accepting the Lord's mercy (let them assume that it's us and don't elaborate on it) to avoid the worst of the punishments. That's what I had in mind when I posted >>5094744, but I imagine that I should've been more specific and explained what I was imagining we'd do.
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>>5094733
If >>5095025 is how >>5094744 going to go down, then I don't mind supporting it. That's only if it works like that though.
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>>5095025

Thank you good sir, I had not understood, I understand now. It will be taken into account if your choice triumphs.

>>5095018

There is nothing better than the smell of burning jacques in the morning.
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>>5094828
>>5094881
>>5095036

Deciding to be merciful you tell in your most authoritative voice to the main priest the conditions of his surrender. You say in a grave tone.

-I think that you are not a good priest but a charlatan that tries to mask his failures as a punishment from the gods. I think these crops have been destroyed by dark magic, and you were powerless against it ! Where were you when this crops have been destroyed ?

He answers angrily, he has a big deep voice and he retrieved some of his confidence.

-You have a court wizard that is as much guilty as I am if it is dark magic !

But the wise Oldfossil answers quickly, he is a clever man.

-The court wizard is dead trying to protect us ! Where were you when this calamity struck ?

One of the peasants, maybe in league with your councillor, exclaimed.

-He was sleeping ! And he was probably drunk too !

The priest screamed in fury that he was not drunk, the female disciple too and the cow mooed to protest but you understood that this phrase and the cries of the people that ensued were the final nail in the coffin of this heathen. You said in triumph.

-You deceived the people, Father Pesticide, and you deserve a just punishment. But the Lord is merciful, accept His mercy and you will be spared. This goes too for your disciples. But you will be kept in a cell to be interrogated about the source of this dark magic. We need to know more. Guards, seize them if they do not admit their faults and ask for mercy !

You saw that the priest was a proud man and would probably refuse to bow and that the cow man seemed to be fiercely loyal to this charlatan. The woman seemed the most scared of the three.

>3 rolls will be done by you.
>The first roll for the Priest, you will test Rulership with a malus of 10 (so with 20 or less to make him repent). The second roll for the cow (without any bonus or malus so with your rulership of 30) and the last roll for the woman, it will be normally rulership+10 (so 40) but if the cow agrees it will be +20 (so on 50). If the priests accepts your mercy all his disciples will accept automatically.
If it fails by a lot there may be resistance, fortunately "police brutality" is not a concept that is known by you or the indians.
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>5095052
Fun
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Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>5095052
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5095052
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>>5095084
>>5095091

Well it did not go as planned, it did not go smoothly. Apparently the priest was a madman besides being a fanatic and he screamed in outrage while peasants accused him and two guards seized him.

-What ?!? How dare you ! Telling me to ask for the mercy of a heathen Lord ! I always protected you and you betray me ! Monsanto, give me strength !

While he did this and tried to free himself from the grip of the two guards the gigantic cow man pushed one of the two and made him fall. The peasants screamed and began to run in panic.
The first guard tried to strike the cow man with the pole of his weapon but it was a bad idea because the cow seized the weapon and tried to snatch it from the soldier’s hands. Fortunately the second soldier did not try to strike with the pole and raising after having fallen he speared the cow in the back and pierced it well. The beast screamed.

Of course you would have normally tried to stop this before first blood but what you saw from the other side of the great hall, where the priest was, terrified you. You have never seen such a display ! The priest began to speak in a tongue that you did not knew and the vines and ivy in his beard began to grow... His eyes became green and glowing, without pupil or iris. The vines became far longer and began to crawl on the floor and try to wrap themselves around the legs of two of your men who tried to help their comrades and they had to try to cut them with swords and spears. You had never seen this ! It was truly a powerful devilry and you did the sign of the cross, paralysed for a few moments and incapable to react.

Fortunately you saw that another man and the brave Brother Louis rush to cut down the vile fiend. He will die, by their weapons or the spears of the two men that just dealt with the cow. The woman brandished her sickle but her hand was shaking, and she dropped it and screamed in fear when she saw the cow being turned into a skewer.

What do you do ? First proposition to attain 3 votes will win.

>Do nothing, let these bastards die resisting arrest, it will be good, they attacked first.
>Tell your men to spare (say the name) one or more of the seditious members of the clergy.
>Join the fight (+easy martial roll at 80 or less), the Lord said "Thou shalt not suffer the witch to live"
>Other (write in)
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>>5095112
>Tell your men to spare (Fertilizer) one or more of the seditious members of the clergy.
>Join the fight (+easy martial roll at 80 or less), the Lord said "Thou shalt not suffer the witch to live"

We'll have Fertilizer confirm that he was a scoundrel in league with Lord Hostil, after a personal, one-on-one confession.
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>>5095112
>Tell your men to spare (say the name) one or more of the seditious members of the clergy.
Spare the woman so we can interrogate her further and execute the witch publicly
>Join the fight (+easy martial roll at 80 or less), the Lord said "Thou shalt not suffer the witch to live"
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>>5095132
Support
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This castle has a torture chamber, doesn't it?
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>>5095132
Support.

Shame I was hoping to convert the minotaur more than anything else here.
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>>5095417
I mean, we can still try if you want. I'd love to get the minotaur on side as well, I just thought that the other anons wouldn't.
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>>5095132
>>5095148
>>5095267
>>5095417

Well you have chosen to roll so I’ll let you roll dear anons.
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>5095579
Alrighty
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>5095579
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>>5095148
>>5095267
>>5095277

It has dungeons but we actually like a professional on this field.

>>5095417

Don't worry there will be other Minotaurs during the adventure. But this one was, as was said, quite loyal to the priest.

>>5095581
>>5095587

You yell from your throne to spare those who surrender and join the fight, drawing your sword.
You run towards the priest who tries to make a barrage of ivy against your men that cut through it. Your Templar manages to even hit the scum with his sword and make him bleed but he has to destroy a vine that tries to wrap itself around his sword.

But when you come close to the ennemy all the vines stop moving and fall, lifeless, to the ground. The priest does not understand what it means and only screams when you hit him. He tries to raise his arm to defend himself but it is a desperate gesture, his arm is cut off at the level of the elbow and he screams in pain. Before he can cast a new spell Brother Louis pierces his hearth with his sword. It is a well done job. You try to see what remains of the disciples and you see that the cow man is dead, he has been pierced by a spear and lies in his blood, on the cold floor.
Fertilizer is held by two soldiers is crying so you say quickly.

-Bring this woman to the dungeons ! She will be interrogated this afternoon.

You think it his better to interrogate her when she will be capable of thinking. Heh, you are quite happy. It’s a well done job. You order the servants to dispose of the bodies and say some warm words to the men. With the destruction of the pagan clergy you are now the only moral authority of the lordship.
Protecting yourself against the magic vines cost you 2 piety.
For your destruction of the heathens of Monsanto and for trying to be merciful you gain 5 piety and 2 mudcore too because there is no more magicians alive in this county. And you gain 50 XP.

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Charles de Villeroi

Class : Local Lord
Level : 1
XP : 20+50 = 70 (next level at 100)

Stats

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

Piety : 18+5-2 = 21

Mudcore : 16+2 = 18 (Nobles must be hedonists while the peasantry dies in mud), next level at 10 or 20, the more you act accordingly to the meme of the local lord the more this stat will be high.

With 15 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course.

Talents
Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.

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What do you do next ?

>Visit the village
>Tell Crumbling to recruit some peasants in the guard to replace the women
>Ask questions to Oldfossil (type question)
>Other (write in)
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>>5095614
>Tell Crumbling to recruit some peasants in the guard to replace the women
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>>5095614
>>Tell Crumbling to recruit some peasants in the guard to replace the women
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>>5095614
>Tell Crumbling to recruit some peasants in the guard to replace the women
>Order oldfossil to prepare the instruments of torture
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>>5095674
>>5095682

When your servants clean the rooms and remove the corpses you talk to captain Crumbling. You see the delegations of the peasantry that have come and assisted to the scene and they whisper between themselves. Of course you cannot let them tell you about their griefs in a room full of bodies. So you order to the man.

-Well, Captain Crumbling, your men did a good job, but there is not enough of them. Try to recruit some lads in the villages. Men in good conditions and preferably men that know a bit about riding horses.

He nods and he says.

-As you wish my Lord. I will send some men to recruit people. We will replace the six guardswomen that you have dismissed.

You nod, it is good to be understood, and you ask.

-Do we have an executionner ? I mean someone who can interrogate or hang some scum ?

The old captain looks a bit frightened by your idea.

-I... I... Well... The old lord Random preferred to rely on his court wizard to interrogate with bloodless means. But if you need an executionner I think that you can talk to the Baron, he is fond of this kind of men and he could spare one for his vassal. You can ask it when he will summon you to his castle for your pledge of allegiance.

You think a bit. It will be a good idea to ask after all. This baron is an awful scum who summons demons but he can be useful. And you will need to think something about this pledge of allegiance. When you see that the servants have cleaned the room you begin to hear the pleas of the peasantry.
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>>5095715

The peasants came from all the villages of your land, Local, Nearby, Otherone and Forgotten. They tell more or less the same. They need food because they have lost all their Korn, Pautatoes and other kinds of strange crops with unknown names. And of course they are dismayed because their gold coins were changed into silver coins. They want answers. You are quite bored by these idiots that are always complaining but you notice that those of the southern villages, near the forest, seem a lot more « muddy » and ugly than the ones from the others. Well they look normal to you but the peasants from the villages situated far from the forest, Local and Otherone, look in better health, and some of them even look fat ! What a disgrace ! A fat peasant is a peasant that does not pay his taxes ! Those who look more normal and muddy say that they were mutated by an unknown magic. What do you answer.

>We are working on your problems but it will take time. Go back to your homes now.
>The gold coins of our seigneury have disappeared so I thereby declare that the main currency of our land will be silver coins. Gold coins changed into silver will still count as gold coins in the boundaries of this seigneury. We will try to find a solution soon.
>I will try to find a moneylender to borrow some money to import food for you all.
>I shall open the food stores of the castle to feed your families.
>I forbid you to grow this crops that were destroyed by dark magic. We cannot risk a new calamity of this kind.
>Ask if they know about an Alchemist that could have changed their gold into silver. Or a dark wizard that could have destroyed the crops by magic.
>Other (write in)
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>>5095718
>Your problems are caused by these false priests and their evil spells. Please be sure to attend when I mete out just punishment for their crimes.
>We are working on your problems but it will take time. Go back to your homes now.
>I shall open the food stores of the castle to feed your families.
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>>5095718
Supporting >>5095721
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>>5085315
Voyez-vous Valérie Pécresse commander les armées, impure chaque mois, grosse chaque année ?
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absolument non nous devrions compter sur le sorcier paysan jose bove pour leur fournir mcdo
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>>5095721
Support
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>>5095721
+1
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>>5095728
>>5095823

Bien entendu, les Lys ne filent ni ne tissent !

>>5095871

Hahahahaha, Jean Lassale est encore meilleur.

>>5095916
>>5095953

You answered to your good people in a tone fitting for a lord. The tone of a father to his children, of course you will help them, you are a good man after all. So you answered solemnly after the last of the peasants, a quite fat and ugly bearded man in his forties.

-Your problems are caused by these false priests and their evil spells. Please be sure to attend when I mete out just punishment for their crimes. We are working on your other problems but it will take time. Go back to your homes.

They nodded but you added, as a generous lord.

-But I will not let you starve, I will open the food stores of the castle to feed your families. Oldfossil, give each village a cart full of food.

The old man bows saying.

-It will be done my lord.

The people rejoice at this news and they kneel before you, some even try to kiss some parts of your clothes. They bow, and kneel, and bow in slavish devotion. You have to tell your guardsmen to disperse them to free yourself from the peasantry. Well, you are now beloved by the people. Once all these people are outside you have some free time, and a lot of problems. You need money, you need weapons and you still have to check these Ghibellines in the forest, and of course you have to interrogate the woman. And let's not forget that you still have not visited your village, Local, and met the people and seen the buildings, maybe you can take the pagan temple and make a church out of it. What shall you do first ?

>Go to the village
>Ask questions about Ghibellines.
>Interrogate Fertilizer.
>Try to ask questions about moneylenders, you need money after all.
>Other (write in)

You gain +4 piety for your generous act, even if you will be short on food. You lose 1 mudcore for being a generous lord.
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>>5095965
>Interrogate Fertilizer.
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>>5095965
>>Go to the village
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il faut consulter l'ancien Dominus du fonds monetaire StraussKahn, pour comprendre comment rémunérer les domestiques
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>>5095965
>Interrogate Fertilizer.

Got to get to work on that conversion thing. Afterwards dealing with the immediate threat of the Ghibellines is a priority, then we need money if we are to do anything whether that be in our village or otherwise.
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>>5095965
>Interrogate Fertilizer.

If you know what I mean...
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>>5096031
>>5096035

Il ne faisait qu'essayer d'avoir un bâtard. Rien de grave !

>>5096039
>>5096040

You go directly into the dungeons to "interrogate" the last living disciple, Fertilizer, about the last events. The dungeons are guarded by one of your men, a quite tall spearman with a short beard that was eating some soup while you disturbed him. You ask him in an authoritative tone.

-Soldier, where is the prisoner, has she calmed down ?

The man shrugs and says simply.

-I can't say my lord, at least she is not crying anymore. Or not crying strong enough to be annoying. I don't hear her... But I can check if you want.

You answer quickly.

-Yes, I will go with you, open the door of the cells. Is she tied up ?

He nods and begins to go to a large door made of dark wood. He inserts a huge key into it and begins to open.

-Yes, we put her in manacles. It will not help if she begins to do magic but I suppose that she hasn't any powerful magic yet.

He opens the door and you frown, what is he saying ? Magic ? You already heard about magicians far before your travel to India but what you saw with the priest was beyond your imagination. It was truly magic, evil and supernatural magic that you had to crush. If this woman did magic it meant that it was a witch. You were drawn from your thoughts when the voice of the woman inside was heard and she began extend her hand in your general direction.

-Monsanto help me see the wicked, detect the evil in their hearths.

You felt nothing even if you were taken aback, it looked a lot like the words said by these "paladins" but the idol that they invoked was called Edos and not Monsanto. What does this mean ? But the reaction of this second woman was the same as the reaction of the first. She recoiled in fear, backing herself into a corner of the cell, and said in a terrified voice.

-W.. W... W... What are you ? Abomination... P.. Please... Don't harm me...

She tried to hide herself in a place without hiding spots, but you had to answer and reassure her a bit, or not. She was maybe a witch after all. What do you say.

>Abomination ? That is not very nice to call me this. Heathen !
>Abomination ? Why do you say this ?
>Were you trying to do magic on me ? ON ME ?
>I will not harm you fair Lady, I come with a chance for you to repent. The Lord is merciful, reject your idols and embrace Him.
>It is a very painful mission that is mine, but it's to deliver you from evil that I'm going to do what I'm going to do...
>Silence wench ! I have to talk to you and women's nonsensical speeches annoy me. Tell me, are you in league with the dark wizards that poisoned our crops ? It was Lord Hostil isn't it ?
>I do not intend to harm you. I simply want answers, understood ? Do you know something about the fiend that poisoned our crops with his dark magic ?
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>Abomination ? Why do you say this ?
Then
>I do not intend to harm you. I simply want answers, understood ? Do you know something about the fiend that poisoned our crops with his dark magic ?
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>I will not harm you fair Lady, I come with a chance for you to repent. The Lord is merciful, reject your idols and embrace Him.

She will see that her heretical deity has lied to her yet again, and we will deliver her into the Lord's embrace.
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>Abomination ? Why do you say this ?
>Were you trying to do magic on me ? ON ME ?
>Silence wench ! I have to talk to you and women's nonsensical speeches annoy me. Tell me, are you in league with the dark wizards that poisoned our crops ? It was Lord Hostil isn't it ?
>Make her write a confession that exposes all her crimes and Lord Hostil’s involvement in this
>It is a very painful mission that is mine, but it's to deliver you from evil that I'm going to do what I'm going to do...
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Il y a beaucoup d'hommes dont le cœur est puissamment ému par la seule apparence de la souffrance chez une femme: pour eux la douleur semble être une promesse de constance ou d'amour.

Tout ce qui plaît a une raison de plaire, et mépriser les attroupements de ceux qui s'égarent n'est pas le moyen de les ramener où ils devraient être.
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Merry Christmas to you all. I am back.

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She seems to be less frightened when you ask your first question in a curious tone.

-Abomination ? Why do you say this ?

You need answers and after a moment of shock she mutters.

-Y... y... you really do not know ?!?

You answer sarcastically.

-No, I already know the answer and I am asking you this question because I am bored and I have nothing better to do than to talk with an heathen about her choice of words.

She seems shy and try to mutter some excuses before saying.

-Sorry... I... You... You... You don’t have an alignment chart ! I used « detect evil » on you and you were like a void, no alignment chart to be seen.

You looked at her like she talked in Basque, or more accurately in the language of India. You simply answered.

-Alignment what ?

-An... An alignment chart, you know a chart... You really do not know ?

You looked at her like at a blank wall and she said.

-I... I mean. When a baby is born the mages guild assigns him an alignment chart. It says if he is neutral good or chaotic evil for example... And we can analyse their morals based on those charts.

You look at her with incredulity, it seems incredibly stupid. What if the person has a change of hearth ? How can we say to a baby, an innocent, that it is evil ? So you answer. And how can we know that with only a wave of the hand, its seems like magic.

-And what if the person has a change of hearth ?

-Well the spell used on them change their alignment when it sees it so lots of people can change allegiance according to their acts.

-If they can change according to their acts everyday what is the use of this ?

She looks at you, visibly she never thought about it and opens her mouth in a little « o » but changes the subject.

-But how can you not have an alignment chart ?

-I was born far away from here.

-But... But... Even in Notconquerredyet, Chityneighbour and Futurecolonia the mages do..

-I do not come from one of your Indian kingdoms. Enough of it.
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Your tone frightens her and you have to reassure the girl before she panics. The implication that sorcerers launch spells to infants has you furious enough to frighten the poor disciple so you say in a calm tone.

-I do not intend to harm you. I simply want answers, understood ? Do you know something about the fiend that poisoned our crops with dark magic ?

She tells in a frightened tone. She is clearly intimidated and begins to spill the truth.

-I... I... We did not know. Father Pesticide said that it was not dark magic... But something that he has never seen. He was not sure it was a punishment of the gods but thought that the fact that an unbeliever sat on the throne of the lordship was linked to this plight. Do not kill me please...

You frown, so even the bastard did not knew anything. Well, you could always redirect her anger towards the Hostil Lord. You answer at her last words.

-I will not harm you fair lady. I come with a chance for you to repent. The Lord is merciful, reject your idols and embrace Him.

She frowns and then looks scared.

-Repent ? What... And who is this Lord... Is it you ? Are you one of those men who think that they are gods ?

You answer firmly.

-No.

-Then who is the Lord ?

-The Lord is the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. He sent His only son to bring redemption for our sins. His son was killed to redeem all mankind. Accept the Lord, join His church and you will be forgiven.

She looked at you with intrigued eyes. She clearly has never heard of the Lord.

-I... I mean... It is a god then... I can...

-It is not "a" god, it is the only god. There is no gods of the doors, the crops and the pigs. There is one God. One omnipotent God that takes care of His creation.

She looks at you, she clearly is torn between denouncing what she sees as heresies and accepting your mercy, and accepting to convert to this new religion. You see that she is afraid and fears for her life but at the same time has trouble rejecting everything that was taught to her. You can say something to convince her.

What do you say :

>I will let you think for a bit of time about your decision.
>I will let you speak to brother Louis, he is a more learned man than me in the ways of Theology.
>You talked about « detect evil » is it a kind of magic trick ?
>You need to decide now about your conversion.
>Other (write in)

>And tell what you will do if she accepts your faith and what if she does not.
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>>5098356
>>You need to decide now about your conversion
If yes send her to brother Louis for reeducation. If not she will burn this evening.
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>>5098356
>I will let you think for a bit of time about your decision.
>I will let you speak to brother Louis, he is a more learned man than me in the ways of Theology.

If she converts, she become our maid. If she doesn't, we'll leave her in the dungeons until she does. The Lord is merciful after all.
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It’s a sign
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>I will let you speak to brother Louis, he is a more learned man than me in the ways of Theology.
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I agree, it is a sign.

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Inspired by the Almighty you say in a serious tone.

-You need to decide now about your conversion. Join the flock of the Lord and you will live and be spared.

She looks at you with huge eyes, hesitating. She does not know what will happen if she doesn’t accept and you prefer not to tell her because it is better to let her choose herself. You do not know if she will be enlightened by the Lord or if she will need to enlighten the evening on a pyre. She probably did witchcraft but the Lord is merciful.

>Your basic roll to convince her will be “rulership+10” so 40 or less on a d100 but you can spend piety to ease it. It will represent the religious zeal that you put into your efforts in plus of your natural charisma. Each point of piety that you invest will give you a bonus of +2 to the roll.
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>>5098488
>Spend 5 Piety

5 Piety for 50% is decent.
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Spend nothing. She's not that important.
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I didn't even know we were rolling yet?
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>>5098488
Alas! Her heresy runs too deep to be saved. Mau the Lord forgive her. She did confessed to using a spell on us.
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>>5098488
No amount of piety can fix this heresy. Only fire will.
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>s were already drowned in the middle of the accusing
I have faith that we dont need to use our piety yet.
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She seemed to think then she said in a tone sure of herself. Or she tried to appear sure of herself.

-I... I can't... I can't... I mean... I chose to serve the Goddess Monsanto and even if she seems to have forgotten about... I...

You nod and leave the room before she has time to finish. Her decision is taken, she refused the Lord's mercy. She choose to be burned alive then, well she is not aware of it yet but she will know in due time. You leave the dungeons and tell the guard.

-Prepare a pyre near the castle.

He tries to answer but a look from you makes him silent. He will obey. But now you have more work to do. You need to learn about India, learn about the Ghibelline forces in the southern woods of your lordship and maybe visit the village of Local. After all seeing how your subjects live may be useful and instructive, especially about taxing them, and it is time for your good people to see their new lord. But there is a lot more things to do. When you walk in the courtyard you see servants filling chariots with food to relieve your villages that lost their crops. Some peasants of the delegations are helping and they bow to you with eyes full of gratitude. Some guardsmen are watching Bohémond and Godefroi sparring and you hope they will learn a thing or two from the knights. Captain Crumbling is gone

What do you do before the death of this heretical woman ?

>Take a look at your village
>Ask questions to Oldfossil about the Ghibellines of the woods
>Ask some questions to Brother Louis who seems to have read about India
>Other (write in)

You gain 1 piety for giving a woman a chance to repent.
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>>5098588
"Sigh" We should've gotten brother Louis, if not initially then afterwards. Oh well, she wasn't that important.

>Ask questions to Oldfossil about the Ghibellines of the woods
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>Take a look at your village
It is regrettable but she was given a fair chance and refused.
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>>5098588
>Ask questions to Oldfossil about the Ghibellines of the woods

Well, that was a waste of time.
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>Ask questions to Oldfossil about the Ghibellines of the woods
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>>5098591
Fair would've been given her more time to think about a god she literally just learned about not even a minute ago. It's fine if you wanted to burn her originally, this clearly wasn't even remotely fair.
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>>5098597
It’s not that different from swordpoint conversions that actually took place on pagans, jews and cathars. You have to remember that we’re playing someone with a medieval not modern mindset. His conception of “fair” is rather different from ours.
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I don't think that's applicable, given that we were sent here by the Lord into this godless land to convert, but whatever.
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You ask a servant to fetch you Oldfossil and you are happy to learn that he is actually in the treasure room, counting your money and trying to see if all the coins are still in place. He comes to you in the great hall and bows. You ask him while sitting on your throne.

-Tell me councillor, what do you know about the Ghibellines in the woods ? Are they strong ? I suppose they are Pisans or Genoese. They must have some good crossbows. Mercenaries and city-state militias supported by some cavalry. How much men should I take against them in your opinion ?

He looks at you with some astonishment. The poor man does not seem to understand what were saying and tries to tell an answer after some thoughts.

-Well, I am not an expert on military matters... But Goblins in our parts do not use crossbows, they generally have some bows, and some ride beasts but I never heard of Goblin city-states... I... Well.. Goblins here live in small tribes, small groups in the forest, not enough to raid a village but enough to raid an isolated homestead. They tend to smoke some strange things and follow the predictions of their shamans. I do not know a lot about them but they are said to speak with the dead, and the goblins follow the instructions of the dead.. They can tame some forest beasts too... And Goblins are quite weak, and not very brave, no taller than a child but they can be very cruel and vicious.

You laugh earthily at his description of Ghibellines, it amuses you how those Indians think about the Italians. Yes, the Ghibelline party has lost to the Guelphs, but they must have interpreted the fact of "supporting a dead idea" as "speaking with the dead" and his description of the military prowess and small size of the Italians was quite accurate, of course they had some good warriors but their knights were worse than the French, German or even English and their infantry... It was infantry so you do not considered them as true warriors. He was right about their viciousness too, you had heard about the "Sicilian verspers" where the brave men of Charles d'Anjou were slaughtered by angry mobs of locals and Ghibelline power was restored in Sicily. But this business about their leader was interesting. It was a man called Schamann... Probably an Imperial. He held dead ideals and lived in the forest... It must be a group of Ghibelline deserters from a nearby trading post that fled far away to not be caught. And they had archers... Maybe some local Indians joined them... If they could not raid any village your 24 guardsmen, your knights and your scout will be enough to deal with them you think. It was an interesting discussion, but you needed more information.
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What do you say ?

>Tell me councillor, is this Schamann a "von Schamann" a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a mercenary captain ?
>Are there some germans beside this Schamann in this Ghibelline troop ?
>You talked about forest beasts, what are they ?
>When was the last raid of this Ghibellines ?
>Have you got any good trackers that know the forest and can locate the Ghibellines ?
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>Tell me councillor, is this Schamann a "von Schamann" a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a mercenary captain ?
>You talked about forest beasts, what are they ?
>When was the last raid of this Ghibellines ?
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>Tell me councillor, is this Schamann a "von Schamann" a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a mercenary captain ?
>When was the last raid of this Ghibellines ?
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>>Tell me councillor, is this Schamann a "von Schamann" a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a mercenary captain ?
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>You talked about forest beasts, what are they ?
>When was the last raid of this Ghibellines ?
>Have you got any good trackers that know the forest and can locate the Ghibellines ?

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You answer to the man with an important question. After all the wise man told about the enemy but knowing their commander will probably be more useful. So you ask to know if he is a nobleman. If he is not it means that he will be a poor commander, only men of noble blood know how to lead other people after all, but he can use vicious tactics having absolutely no honor. So you ask.

-Tell me councillor, is this Schamann a "von Schamann" a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a mercenary captain ?

He looks at you as if the notion is ridiculous and asks you in a calm tone.

-I am sorry my lord, I must have misheard, I am not very young and with age come a lot of problems. May I beg you to repeat your question ?

You answer, smiling, poor old man. You know that the fact that you speak languages mutually intelligible but not very close does not help. So you repeat a bit slower and louder.

-This Schamann is he a nobleman or a knight of some sort ? Or is it just a common mercenary ?

The man seems lost, then tells you.

-My lord, I never heard of a concept of nobility or knighthood amongst goblins. Goblins are... Goblins...

You answer quickly, interrupting him.

-Damn Italian merchants, always thinking that being rich means that you are a gentleman... I thought that Ghibellines respected the Emperor at least...

He says, to finish his sentence.

-But my lord, if I should describe a shaman to you I will tell that he is some priest, or sorcerer... No, more like a priest, a mystic, and he leads them according to his prophecies...

So you understand, a priest, yes, probably a defrocked priest that leads this men with religious mysticism. A heretic thinking he is a prophet, no wonder that he supported the Emperor against the Pope. He must have been excommunicated for his misdeeds, or he fled his city in an italian caravan coming to this far away land and managed to convince some people to join him. He should be dealt with. A small optimist part of your brain thought that maybe this Schamann is not what they say, simply a renegade priest and that he can still give the sacraments, you will maybe need a priest in your castle. But Brother Louis interrupted you from your thoughts, he has came to the room and stopped when he heard the word priest.

-A priest old man ?!? Is it Prester John ? We are in India, we must be near the kingdom of Prester John !

The councillor looked at the Templar and asked him in a worried tone.

-Prester John ? I never heard of him and...

But the Templar interrupted him and told you.

-Monseigneur, we need absolutely to find this Ghibelline priest, it will help us know where we are.

You nod and you agree, Brother Louis is a wise man and you will need to speak to that Schamann, if he is a false priest you will hang him and if not you will recruit him. You say finally.
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-When was the last raid of the Ghibellines ?

The councillor says quickly, clearly more knowledgeable about this subject than about Prester John. The brave man explained you.

-The last raid of the goblins was an attack on a woodsmen camp, they came and ransacked it five days ago. The woodsmen had time to flee but they told us that they were only three people against at least twenty goblins and could not resist. It is in the forest, near Forgotten, I am sure they can lead you to the place. Captain Crumbling knows more about this but he is busy seeing the young volunteers that want to join the guard in place of the women.
I think you can go to Forgotten in about four hours of marching.

You approve, you will talk about it tomorrow. But when to march against the enemy and with how many men ?.

>You will march tomorrow, no time to loose.
>You will wait three days, time to equip the new recruits
>You will wait a week, it is better to be well prepared against this ennemy.

>You will take 10 guardsmen, plus your knights and your scout, it will be enough
>You will take 20 men, the other 10 will guard the castle, you need a strong party.
>Take all the 30 guardsmen, better to let the castle undefended for a bit but have all chances on your side, your men are on foot after all so they are not very good.
>We will need to levy some peasants in plus of our men.

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>You will wait three days, time to equip the new recruits
>You will take 20 men, the other 10 will guard the castle, you need a strong party.
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>>You will wait three days, time to equip the new recruits
>>You will take 20 men, the other 10 will guard the castle, you need a strong party.

No telling what tricks these treacherous itialians might have up their sleeve
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You order to Brother Louis and the councillor

-I will take 20 good men and my loyal retainers. We will march against the Ghibellines in three days. I want all the men equipped properly. Where is the forge ?

The old man tells you.

-There is a forge in the village my lord. It is not a dwarven forge but the human smith is a good one. He will work night and day if you ask him to make weapons for your new guardsmen.

You nod in agreement and declare solemnly.

-Good, I want everything ready in three days. If he has apprentices make them work too. We will pay.

The man bows and says that the orders will be given as soon as he will leave the room. You tell him that he can go and you go to the courtyard. You decide to put on your chainmail and to begin to train with your men. They are quite impressed by your skill with the sword and the axe. Amongst your soldiers you see that a quite old blond man with a mustache is the best spearman of the bunch. You ask him his name and he says that he is called Cop and that his two sons are in the guard two, as was his father before him. He seems to be a reliable man and approves of your early changes in policies. The other quite competent fighters are the two short bearded cagots, Florin and Orin. When you ear them talk you notice that you heard that accent once. Yes, when the ambassadors of the Scottish king came in Paris in 1295 to sign an alliance with king Philippe. You liked these Scots, they were a joyful bunch, always drinking and good knights too even if they seemed to be poor and quite tight with their money. And they hated the English too. So you were happy to conclude that this short “dwarves” were not bearded cagots but simply very small Scotsmen. You asked them how they came here and Orin, a red haired small scot, answered.

-When our fortress was overrun by the orcs we had nowhere to go... So we got to the plains, our clans lived here since two generations. I miss my mountains my Lord but we cannot go back now. It is in the hands of the Orcs.
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You thought about these Orcs... Who are they ? And then you remembered that one of the Scots that you knew said that he was from what wise men translated in french as “Les Orcades” or “Orkney islands” these orcs must be another clan of Scotsmen that came from the isles and had beaten your new Scottish subjects in a feudal war. A sad thing. You asked Orin.

-Your fortress is far away from here, tell me, how do you ended in India.

He agreed, nodding.

-Yes it is very far away. But our priests told us about a promised land, a holy land and we came here. Even if we needed to move some more times because of wars and other calamities.

You did not understood exactly but you thought that you had understood the most important. They must have come to the Holy Land but they probably lost against the saracens and ended up fleeing east instead of west. Or maybe they were seeking the realm of this “Prester John” that Brother Louis spoke about. You continued to think a bit about it but preferred to spar with your knights. The evening came soon, it was time to burn a witch.

>Offer the heathen a last chance to convert
>She has already refused to convert, she shall burn
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>>5099185
>She has already refused to convert, she shall burn
Lets just get it done with
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>>5099185
>She has already refused to convert, she shall burn

Invite the villagers to watch so the lesson will not be in vain.
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>Offer the heathen a last chance to convert
>Strangling before the burning was common and burning itself was not that common.
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When the evening came you ordered to gag the woman, so the people could not hear her screams or maledictions while they burn her. But before this you decided wisely to see the people that will be coming. After all the pyre was installed near the castle and the good people wanted to watch. You came with your knights on your horses to see the spectacle while the inhabitants of your biggest village assembled. The pyre was in a field near the castle and not in the village so you supposed that not everyone has come. You stopped on the road to look at your castle from afar and saw that people were coming, slowly but surely, before dusk, towards the pyre. All of them wanted to watch the burning. And what people !
If the great majority of your people were indistinguishable from normal peasants, even if less muddy, some of them looked very strange. There was some other men with slanted eyes who, if they had hooves instead of normal feet, could be mistaken for Mongols as they were described. Others were Saracens ! Saracens in your realm... A hopeful part of yourself expected them to be Christians from the holy land, Lebanese Maronites maybe, but they probably were heathens as the other Indians. But even this strange people were not the most strange.
You spotted multiple short Scotsmen, and some cagots with hairy feet, and some of those tall thin people that walked strangely, with an inhuman grace. You already saw some of this people in your guard but seeing them without helmets made you see a new aspect of them, they had pointed ears ! Pointed ears ? Did their mothers took them by the ears when they were babies and carried them in this manner to make them pointed eared ? It was a questions for wise men and you remembered to ask Oldfossil about this.

But what you saw after this was even stranger, you saw a family, of a father, a mother and a child of lizard-people ! They looked like lizards but walked on two legs ! They were quite tall too, just like the cow man you saw earlier.... Just to imagine that people have laid with lizards is very strange but what you saw coming after this family was even stranger.
You saw a beast, a beast that you remembered from one of the rare bestiaries that were shown to you. It had the upper torso of a man, with horns and the legs of a goat ! It seemed to laugh speaking with a peasant. But you did not mistook it for a demon. It was a beast of the family of monkeys called the “satyr”. You never saw it outside of the books illuminations but now you see a true beast... and thinking that it speaks, it is a clever monkey. But you know that even if it looks like a demon it is not because it’s absence of tail.
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But what you saw after this was even stranger, you saw a family, of a father, a mother and a child of lizard-people ! They looked like lizards but walked on two legs ! They were quite tall too, just like the cow man you saw earlier.... Just to imagine that people have laid with lizards is very strange but what you saw coming after this family was even stranger.
You saw a beast, a beast that you remembered from one of the rare bestiaries that were shown to you. It had the upper torso of a man, with horns and the legs of a goat ! It seemed to laugh speaking with a peasant. But you did not mistook it for a demon. It was a beast of the family of monkeys called the “satyr”. You never saw it outside of the books illuminations but now you see a true beast... and thinking that it speaks, it is a clever monkey. But you know that even if it looks like a demon it is not because it’s absence of tail.
But then you saw it ! An abomination ! A creature of hell ! When you saw it you did the sign of the cross and your men did the same. They even unsheathed their swords. By Saint Michael you never saw such thing ! It was a demon ! A true demon ! Red with a tail, horns and yellow evil eyes. He was speaking here and people, even if a little afraid of him, did not pay him too much attention ! A demon ! Poor people, it must have corrupted their souls ! You need to remove this demonic influence.
The fiend of hell was speaking with what you would describe as a very small jew with pointed ears. Well, you knew that jews killed our Lord Jesus Christ and probably consorted with demons (in plus of not giving you 50 livres tournois because you owed them already 50) but you always thought that they were more shy about it. Consorting with demons in the open, like this ! How low must they have fallen. How reckless of them !
You see your men looking at you, asking non verbally what to do with this demon ? They seem to want to smite him down directly. Oldfossil looks at all of you, quite troubled.

>Kill the demon, his existence is a blasphemy against god
>Order your men to imprison the demon
>Ask Oldfossil why nobody has killed the demon yet, are the locals thus ignorant.
>Kill the demon and the small jew who consorts with it
>Order your men to wait for the end of the witch burning to see if there is other demons in the public and smite them down.
>Other (write in)
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>>5099358

Of course good sir, but let's be honest, we are in a "mudcore" parody so sometimes we are more bloodthirsty than in truth. And let's be honest, nothing forbids you to vote to order to strangle her.
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>>5099362
>Order your men to wait for the end of the witch burning to see if there is other demons in the public and imprison them with the small Jew.

We found our source of black magic, now to confirm that it was Lord Hostil who sent this abomination here.
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>>5099362
>Order your men to wait for the end of the witch burning to see if there is other demons in the public and smite them down.

An actual demon! Send them to the interrogation chambers. But only after the matter at hand is complete. Light the pyre ourself.
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>>5099362
>>Ask Oldfossil why nobody has killed the demon yet, are the locals thus ignorant.
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>>5099362
>Ask Oldfossil why nobody has killed the demon yet, are the locals thus ignorant.
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>>5099362
>Order your men to wait for the end of the witch burning to see if there is other demons in the public and smite them down.
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You make a sign to your men, saying them to be quiet and not to kill the beast. They look at you, worried, and your brave scout, Ancel le Purineur, tells you in a panicked tone while doing the sign of the cross.

-But messire ! It can launch a spell on us ! Change us into a frog, into a pig or in a nun's ass ! It can send us to hell.

You answer to him and to all your men.

-Silence, we will wait to see if there is more demons, and we will strike at them while they will be assembled. Let's not reveal our intentions yet. I dislike to feint but it will be useful now. Let the burning begin.

Your men nod, nervous but ready, they try to see how much of this vermin exist and they count five of them ! Five demons in a village ! You whisper a "Pater Noster" and order your men to be ready to act. Oldfossil hasn't heard you but looks at you with worried eyes. Then you go towards the people and you order Captain Crumbling to bring the madwoman who renounced Christ. When she sees the pyre she tries to scream into her gag and some people seem to be sympathetic to her. She tries to scream and to protest but she is tied to the pole and you can give a little speech to the good people.

-Today, my loyal subjects, we burn a person that has caused your crops to die ! That is an accomplice of the conman Pesticide who tried to destroy your crops for his own political gains ! This woman was offered mercy twice, once in the great hall where some of you were. And the second time in her cell. Each time she refused to accept mercy and persisted in her arrogance. She nevertheless confessed that even Pesticide who accused me, your lord, of being the cause of your crops failure, when I even were not on the throne when it happened ! That even Pesticide did not knew what caused the crops failures and told lies about the punishment of his goddess !

The people scream in anger and frustration, they were already furious at the priests of Monsanto and with this new revelations they began to consider them as untrustworthy scum. Some of them cried "Burn her !" and "Death to those liars !" and you could see that everything seemed more "muddy" around you in the night. Maybe the people have marched a lot and all their boots are covered of mud but everything seemed muddy to you. At this moment the woman lost her gag and screamed and cried.

-Yes, it is true, we lied, but mercy please ! Mercy my lord ! I beg you mercy ! Do not kill me !
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>>5099610

But the people wanted a burning, they screamed "burn her !" and "You caused a famine !" and you ordered your men to knock her out. It was sad to burn a woman but she was an heathen and refused your mercy already. She deserved to burn. You shall not pity the witch. After some times you put a torch on the pire and your guardsmen followed you. The knocked out woman screamed when flames began to get to her but she quickly passed out because of the smoke and the pain of the pire. Some people shut the eyes of their children, all the others looked at the spectacle and you approved. It was time to begin your anti demonic operation now that the pire of the witch was the main source of light, with the stars. It is time to give your orders.

>Isolate the demons and slaughter them while no one is watching
>Isolate the demons and bring them to the dungeons
>Eliminate the demons before the people ! You will show them the way !
>Other... (Write in)

Congratulations, you gain 3 mudcore for this burning and the extermination of all magic users in the lordship, and you gain 2 piety for burning this heretical witch.

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Charles de Villeroi

Class : Local Lord
Level : 1
XP : 70 (next level at 100)

Stats

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

Piety : 26

Mudcore : 20

With 20 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. Next level at 30.

Talents
Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.
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>>5099614
>Isolate the demons and bring them to the dungeons

These are the devils aligned with Hostil, of that I am certain. If they don't admit to their crimes, torture them with holy water. We will have their confessions by dawn, and have cause to move against Hostil.
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>>5099614
>>Isolate the demons and bring them to the dungeons
Killing is fine if they resist too much but make sure to have at least one arrested
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>>5099614
>Isolate the demons and slaughter them while no one is watching
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>>5099614
>Isolate the demons and bring them to the dungeons
Demons so calmly and casually to walk and talk amongst us? Why? Surely there is more, or perhaps these people are cursed to take the form of demons?
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Your men go to each one of the demons and under a false pretext tell them to wait somewhere because you need to speak to them. You hear the demons whispering between themselves while you watch them with disgust they tell things like “Anti-Tiefling sentiment” and “I hope he is not a bigot”. A bigot ? Have they heard about Normans... Of course yes because they are devils from hell and there must be a lot of Normans there... You do not hate Normans, they are good knights and funny drinking companions even if they are tight-fisted, indecisive and litigious. But you are from Champagne, not from Normandy, you are a true Frenchman inheritor of the Franks of old and a true knight from a region with an old military tradition.
But some people saw you assemble the demons behind the rest. Some peasants whispered and some guardsmen stayed. On his horse councillor Oldfossil came and asked you, whispering.

-My Lord ? Why have you assembled those Tieflings ? They are from hells yes but they do not behave too badly...

Then one of your soldiers, the best spearman of your guard, the man with a moustache named cop asked you.

-My Lord ? Are we finally driving those pesky devils out of the lordship ? Sorry to disturb you... It’s not a guardsman’s job to speak about poli... politicks or whatever... But lot’s of lads awaited this day...

Oldfossil said to the guardsman.

-It is not for you to decide who shall live in the lordship or not. Even if from an evil race some Tieflings may be allowed to live there.

You tell them both to be silent and say in a serious tone.

-No, we will not expel them today, we will bring those devils to the dungeons and I will interrogate them about the dark magic that struck our lands. They must know something.

Cop the spearman looks at you in awe, like he has seen a Saint he brushes his blond moustaches with his left hand and whispers something like “I hope they burn them and we deal with the midgets next, they’re all a bunch of thieves”. In the meantime Oldfossil looks disturbed and says to you.

-But my Lord none of them is a magician... They are simply peasants and craftsmen...

Godefroi, who ordered Bohémond to lead guardsmen and prisoners to the dungeons cuts him and says in a serious tone.

-They are devils monseigneur ! They look like devils and say they came from hell ! No mercy for this scum ! Only a demon can be behind such ugliness !

But Oldfossil says, whispering.

-But the baron has authorised Tieflings to settle here, we took the most sympathetic of them... He will be furious if we expel them or do something rash... And Tieflings are no demons not exactly.

What to do, it is the first time that your councillors and your men, disagree.
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>>5100308

>Imprison the demons and interrogate them nevertheless.
>Ask why the baron has authorised such devils to be in our lands ?
>The baron is a sorcerer and an heretic, thus his edicts are null and void. Imprison the demons, interrogate them and kill them.
>Expel the demons, it is a good compromise.
>Release the demons, we cannot anger the baron.
>Maybe we can try to see if they are demons or not. Ask brother Louis to bring a vial of Holy Water.
>Other (write in)
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>>5100309
>>Ask why the baron has authorised such devils to be in our lands ?
>>Maybe we can try to see if they are demons or not. Ask brother Louis to bring a vial of Holy Water.
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>>5100309
>>Expel the demons, it is a good compromise.
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>>5100309
>Ask why the baron has authorised such devils to be in our lands ?
>Maybe we can try to see if they are demons or not. Ask brother Louis to bring a vial of Holy Water.
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>>5100309
>Ask why the baron has authorised such devils to be in our lands ?
>The baron is a sorcerer and an heretic, thus his edicts are null and void. Imprison the demons, interrogate them and kill them.
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>>5100309
>Ask why the baron has authorised such devils to be in our lands ?
>Maybe we can try to see if they are demons or not. Ask brother Louis to bring a vial of Holy Water.
>Imprison the demons and interrogate them nevertheless.
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You ask the most important question. Why has this baron Crook, that is a sorcerer, authorised devils to settle in your lands. Maybe he wants to corrupt them, or maybe he wants to do another thing. You sense a sinister plot.

-Why has the baron authorised such devils to settle in our lands ?

The old councillor tries to answer in a hushed tone. He seems to fear to be heard by some spies.

-My Lord... When he ordered this he said that it was to encourage tolerance and secure a deal with Diver City, they will sell Hell’s sulphur only to those who will take Tieflings, for religious reasons, the baron said too that we need to bring more hands in our not very settled region. But some say it is something more sinister. He is known to invoke strange entities and maybe one of them ordered this. Lord Random complied with it but he ensured that it was minimal and that we took only the most trustworthy of them, and we have only 15 Tieflings in all the Lordship.

You nodded, it was time to choose what to do with those fiends. You ordered Brother Louis to bring a vial of Holy Water blessed by Archbishop Pierre Barbette of Reims, the Archbishop has crowned King Philippe and you were sure that this water would probably tell us if these creatures were demons. You saw the biggest demon, the one that was speaking with the little jew and ordered Brother Louis.

-Bring the vial of Holy Water, and pour it on him.

The demon seemed to be reluctant but two guardsmen took him by the arms and presented him to brother Louis who said in a serious tone.

-Vade retro me, Satana !

And when the vial of Holy water comes into contact with the fiend you see what you never saw in your life ! The beast melts ! Yes it melts, it dissolves screaming inhuman screams and his body changes into a huge pile of mud. The face of the creature first dissolves, a part of the torso too and one arm... It's a bloody spectacle, the thing is dead, only one arm, half of his torso and it's legs remain, the rest has become mud. Everything was changed into mud. You do the sign of the cross and the two guardsmen, who recoiled but were touched by the water try to pry the mud from their uniforms. All the men seem frightened your retainers by the power of the Lord and the local guardsmen and Oldfossil by this spectacle but the demons, they are terrified. One tries to run but is knocked down and the other three, two males and a female try to implore your pity. The female, kneeling before you and crying says.
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>>5100620

-By Frekshit the great, have mercy ! I have children !

Ancel le Purineur, your scout, has none of it.

-We shall kill them Messire, they are unclean ! We cannot let them reproduce !

The young Bohémond tells.

-By Saint Rémi, what a spectacle ! You devils will be punished by the Holy Water !

Then one of the demons, a purple demon, sinks into his knees before you and says.

-Please mylord, do not kill me, I work for the baron... It is me that is responsible... I have written to the Baron that Councillor Oldfossil has not managed to find a successor to Lord Random. But I was wrong ! Spare me ! I am a man of the Baron. I will not tell that you killed the...

You want to answer angrily but Oldfossil is quicker, you never saw so much anger into the old man.

-It is you Slanesh ?!? Little bastard ! And I thought that we could count on you to make contact with the authorities of hell to see if some of Lord Crook's ancestors are here and we can speak with them ! You informed the Baron !

Well, it has some implications. What do you do ?
>So Oldfossil tried to use dark magic to see inheritors of the Lordship, maybe he is responsible for all this mess. Punish him.
>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
>Ask Oldfossil why exactly he needed to come into contact with denizens of hell.
>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
>Slay the other demons too, they are impure as proven by the Holy water.
>Spare the other demons, to not anger the baron.
>Spare Slanesh the spy, to not anger the baron.
>Expel the demons from your lands, it is a good compromise.
>Imprison the demons.
>Other (write in)

You gain 1 piety and 1 mudcore for the muddy destruction of this awful demon. Every demon slain will give you piety and can potentially give mudcore too.
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>>5100622
>>Expel the demons from your lands, it is a good compromise.
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>>5100622
>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
>Ask Oldfossil why exactly he needed to come into contact with denizens of hell.
>Expel the demons from your lands, it is a good compromise.
>Let Oldfossil decide how he wants to handle Slanesh

I figure it best to strike fear in the hearts of these demons. When we have taken Hostil's and Takeable's lands, then we can begin Crusading against the Baron in full.
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>>5100622
>So Oldfossil tried to use dark magic to see inheritors of the Lordship, maybe he is responsible for all this mess. Punish him. Mildly. We will note his good intentions, but he has committed a terrible crime against god all the same.
>Ask Oldfossil why exactly he needed to come into contact with denizens of hell.
>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
>Slay the other demons too, they are impure as proven by the Holy water.

God wills it!
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>>5100622
>Ask Oldfossil why exactly he needed to come into contact with denizens of hell.
>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
>Slay the other demons too, they are impure as proven by the Holy water.
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>>5100622
>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
>Ask Oldfossil why exactly he needed to come into contact with denizens of hell.
>Expel the demons from your lands, it is a good compromise.

Throw some holy water on oldfossil and the spy demon just to be sure, if the demon is unaffected the we let oldfossil decide what to do with him.
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You need more information to take a decision. It’s like you squabble with yourself. So you ask the old councillor a question that interests you once both of you are out of earshot of course.

-Why did you try to contact denizens of hell ? It is dark magic ! Your soul may be in danger !

The man looks at you, sad and conscious of it. Nothing of his previous anger remains and he tells you.

-My Lord, I... I didn’t want to do it directly, neither the Court Wizard Mc Fumbles. But we decided to engage this Slanesh to contact a Tiefling Wizard who had means to contact devils in the hells... We were desperate, we wanted to find an heir to the Local Lordship. We did not managed do find an heir to Lord Random and the lordship risked to be given to the awful baron Crooked. All our searches in archives, our searches made in old tombs of relatives by adventurers, our searches made in Temples of the Dead to try to talk to spirits of ancestors to know if they had hidden children were in vain. Probably because virtuous members of the family did not have any bastards. So we decided to contact this Tiefling mage that will bribe some lesser devils to let us seek answers in a ritual from ancestors of Lord Random... To know if they had stirred bastards with even the most dubious claim to the lordship. We knew that we risked our souls but I didn’t want the Baron to impose his tyranny on our lands. I refused to see a corrupt ruler killing our men for the joy of it. I... I promised to Lord Random to take care of his people. He was not only my Lord but my friend... He saved my life when we traveled to Tricken and were ambushed...
At the end Slanesh said that the mage did not come... But the fiend said to the Baron that we were thus desperate... Punish me if you wish my lord, but kill this spy !

You nod, but before you take a decision about Oldfossil, or the spy, you say in a serious tone.

-I want all those demons expelled from our lands, but keep the spy.

Your retainers try to protest but you say.

-We do not need to anger our liege lord now.

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Since we haven't had a decision with 3 votes about Oldfossil and the spy I put this options back for your judgment dear local anons.

>So Oldfossil tried to use dark magic to see inheritors of the Lordship, maybe he is responsible for all this mess. Punish him.
>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
>Imprison Slanesh the spy to interrogate him about the baron's plan.
>Spare Slanesh the spy, to not anger the baron.
>Use some Holy Water on Oldfossil, we never know...
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>>5101361
>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
Better us than one who openly consorts with demons. Oldfossil did well.
>Imprison Slanesh the spy to interrogate him about the baron's plan.
Then
>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
Rinse every bit of information outta him before rinsing him into the mud.
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>>5101386
supporting
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>>5101361
>>Oldfossil wanted to save his lordship, we shall not punish a good man who does bad actions with a noble intent.
>>Slanesh the demon is a spy of this Lord. He shall die by Holy water and be changed into mud.
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You are moved by the words of the old man. You always despised magic but in a place with so much witches, and a place not touched by the Light of the Lord you could understand that this man was full not of malice but of loyalty. Plus he did not manage to speak with those devils of hell after all, even if he spoke with the local devils, so he got already punished by being tricked. So you said to him in a reassuring tone.

-Do not worry Councillor, you did well. You acted with loyalty and dedication. I shall not punish you.

Then you looked at the spy. You understood that information was needed. You remembered that you had not any specialists of torture in your lordship so you thought about giving this task to Cop or to some other man who strongly disliked those demons. You quickly ordered.

-I want this spy arrested and put into chains. Bring him to our dungeons. We shall ask him some questions...

This spy tried to protest but Bohémond knocked him out and made him silent in this simple and violent way. You were ready to go back to the castle. Interrogation will begin tomorrow.

Some will say that questioning is not a spectacle for females so they will tell your narrator to keep silent on how you managed to obtain informations from the creature, but your narrator knows that no women walk on the paths of the internet so he will tell the story eagerly. To be honest it was quite simple, you simply had to threaten the fiend with a vial of holy water and the spy began to talk.

-Tell me, abomination, what did you say to the Baron ?

He looked afraid and almost squeaked.

-Please ! Spare me ! I will say everything... I... I... I said him that Oldfossil has not found a new heir... And that the land was ripe for the taking... And... And... I told him that... And he sent a message saying to Oldfossil that he had one month left to find an heir... But you came three days before the end of the month...

-And what did you said more, scum !

-I... I.... Told... I wrote to the Baron about your coming, about the... the crops failures too. I sent a message yesterday to a border hamlet where I found another agent of the Baron...

Well, it begins to be interesting. Maybe you can ask him more questions before killing him.

>Who is this agent of the baron that you spoke about ?
>What have you told exactly ?
>Make the creature confess that it was in league with Lord Hostil.
>Make the demon do a written confession, so you will have proofs.
>End the conversation and kill the spy.
>Other (write in)
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>>5101500
>>Who is this agent of the baron that you spoke about ?
>>What have you told exactly ?
>>Make the creature confess that it was in league with Lord Hostil.
>>Make the demon do a written confession, so you will have proofs.
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>>5101500
>Who is this agent of the baron that you spoke about ?
>What have you told exactly ?
>Make the creature confess that it was in league with Lord Hostil.
>Make the demon do a written confession, so you will have proofs.
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>>5101500
Supporting >>5101533
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>>5101500
>Who is this agent of the baron that you spoke about ?
>What have you told exactly ?
>Make the creature confess that it was in league with Lord Hostil.
>Make the demon do a written confession, so you will have proofs.
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You continue asking questions to the demon in a terrible tone that demands immediate answers. So you order while you threaten it with the vial of Holy Water.

-Who was this agent of Baron Crook ? Who ?

The purple creature answers, shaking a bit.

-I... I... Meet with him on the other side of the border, it is a dark elf called Crueail Degeneret he works for the Baron he...

Oldfossil nods hearing this, and cuts him. He is now more determined than angry.

-Yes he is the second councillor of Baron Crook, a vile fiend.

You note to remember this in your head and order the demon to continue answering.

-What have you told exactly ?

-I... I told him that a new Lord has come from a far away land. But not much more. I told about the crops failure and about the fact that the priests of Monsanto were summoned in the next day. It is all I knew at this moment...

Well, it was not too damageable. And it was one more reason to not let him live. You say.

-Now say that you were in league with Lord Hostil ! And write it ! Bring this devil a quill and some parchment.

One of the guards obeyed when Oldfossil looked at you, perplexed and the demon squeaked.

-But... But... But... It is not true...

You let a single drop of holy water fall on his tail and he screams in agony while it is perforated and the place were the drop hit him is changed into mud. He pleads.

-I agree ! I will write everything ! I agree ! Just let me live...

You make him do it quickly and verifying that he has not anything more to confess you order your Templar to wash him with the rest of the Holy Water. Well, you do not have much holy water left but seeing the destruction of the demon gives you a good mood. You look at the paper and since you are illiterate you look at your councillor for confirmation. The paper is signed and written by the hand of the demon and says everything that you wanted. It is good. Now it is time to think you will finish your morning by training with your men and testing the new recruits, 6 young men brought by Captain Crumbling. But what will you do on this afternoon day and tommorow ? You still have two days left before your expedition to slay the Ghibellines after all.
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>>5102155

In terms of gameplay you can do two of these actions each days only in this day since the interrogation and training was done during all the morning you can do only one, so you will need to choose a total of 3 actions in plus of the training of the recruits and other menial tasks that you do with the help of your men.

>Talk with your councillors about the geography of the lordship to learn more.
>Talk with your councillors about the politics of the County/Duchy/Kingdom/Empire (one choice of all of these) to learn more about it.
>Talk with Brother Louis about the dangers of India, it will be useful to be prepared and the locals seem a bit careless.
>Open your court for the peasants to bring their pleas and judicial conflicts before you. One of the functions of a Lord is to judge his subjects.
>Visit the village and order new equipment for your new guardsmen at the forge and even visit the old temple and see if it can become a new church.
>Ride towards one of the other villages of the Lordship Nearby/Otherone/Forgotten (choose one) to visit it.
>Try to contact a moneylender with the help of your councillors. You need money.
>Try to ask your councillors about where to buy the best horses for your men to change them into a powerful cavalry. And visit some local stables if there is some.
>Other (write in)
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>>5102156

Oh and I forgot, you get 1 piety and 1 mudcore for the elimination of the demon.
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>>5102156
>Talk with your councillors about the geography of the lordship to learn more.
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>>5102156
>Visit the village and order new equipment for your new guardsmen at the forge and even visit the old temple and see if it can become a new church.
>Try to contact a moneylender with the help of your councillors. You need money.
>Try to ask your councillors about where to buy the best horses for your men to change them into a powerful cavalry. And visit some local stables if there is some.
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>>5102156
>>Visit the village and order new equipment for your new guardsmen at the forge and even visit the old temple and see if it can become a new church.
>>Try to contact a moneylender with the help of your councillors. You need money.
>>Try to ask your councillors about where to buy the best horses for your men to change them into a powerful cavalry. And visit some local stables if there is some.
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You decided to visit your village, after all it was normal for a lord to visit his holdings. So you decided to go on your horse with your best men to see the village. You ordered Oldfossil and Crumbling to come with you and you began to look at the place. The village was on the two sides of a bridge on river Queste just near the castle. You said in a serious tone to your councillor.

-I will need to see the forge, I want to see who makes the equipment of my men and order him more weapons.

Captain Crumbling nodded and began to tell you more about the forge while you began to ride into the village and see the people bow before you. Well there was a lot of different people and about the houses they were thatched half timbered houses even if some had tiled roofs. The houses seemed quite cosy and often bigger than houses back home. Most of the people seemed to be farmers even if you saw a few craftsmen. The captain explained.

-Well, my lord, our blacksmith is called Arcelor, a great man, he works hard, even if his work is not of dwarven quality he is good. He made all the guards armors, and his two apprentices, Usinor and Solmer help a lot for the most common tasks. He can even build you a new plate armor, for the right price of course.

You nodded, actually you have seen plate armors but the oversized pauldrons and lack of armor pieces at some places made you think. You will need one day to find a way to have a better design but you don't have the courage to think about it while you have so much more urgent problems. You note in your head that this man too, thinks that nanism or being a short scotsman makes you a good craftsman and you laugh at this idea, but you prefer not to correct him. You see that there is some important buildings in the village and ask.

-You already told me dear Oldfossil but how much people is there in the village ?

The Old councillor answers while you look at the temple who looks like some roman ruins you have seen in southern France, a square temple with columns made of stone, but not of white stone like the ruins, more of a strange kind of grey stone. The roof is tiled and it is a quite beautiful building, you only need to enter to see if it can do a beautiful church. But you hear the answer first.

-396 inhabitants, and 104 in the nearby homesteads. Well minus 6 in the village after you expelled the Tieflings. Most of the population in the hamlets and homesteads is made of farmers but there is a dwarven community of 30 dwarves down at the river, they brew a good beer.

You were impressed by the decision of the man, he seemed to be very knowledgeable and even if you never got close to intendants and baillis before you knew that the expertise of Oldfossil was impressive. He knew how much people lived here and must be a very effective tax collector. You asked after this.

-What are the most important buildings ?
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>>5102612

He told you an answer, showing every building with a bit of pride in his discourse.

-We have a mill on the river, and the blacksmith, plus some minor shops of course. But more than this we have the temple of course, we had a potions shop once but the apothecary died eleven years ago, he was very good in his art, his wife tried to replace him, she was decent too, but she left us two years ago, dying of old age. Oh and this building, this huge three floors building is the Local Inn, called the “Goose’s Nest”, it is a beautiful building. It was costly to build but of very good quality.

You asked in an impressed tone, happy to learn a new thing about the geography of your land.

-You helped to build an inn ? I suppose it is because we are in a quite busy place if we have an inn in a small village like this one. Are we near a commercial road ?

The councillor looked at you and made a sign meaning "now" by shaking his head.

-No my lord, actually we are in a quite forgotten place and the Inn costs us more to be supplied than it gives us in taxes. It does not belong to us but to a retired adventurer. But we had to build it after the Queen has signed pacts with the adventurer's guild extending the number of inns to have two in each lordship at least.

You open your eyes who grow twice their size at your shock. What ?!? TWO INNS ? And each one of them costs money. What is this idiocy... And it's a law of the Queen because of the guilds ! One more time this degenerate bourgeoisie plot against the honest noblemen to ruin them. You think that if Charles de Valois saw this he would have stopped this madness but such is the sad reality of a country ruled by women and commoners. But when you wanted to answer you saw a brown haired man with a beard greet you at the blacksmith. It must be Arcelor, it was time to ask him to give you some weapons.

What do you decide.

>Close the inns, it is too costly to maintain.
>Order spears and shields for every guardsman.
>Order halberds for every guardsman.
>Order crossbows and bolts for five guardsmen.
>Order one handed axes for every guardsman.
>Order iron chapel helmets for every guardsman.
>Order cavalry lances for every guardsman
>Order maces for every guardsman
>Talk to the blacksmith about plate armors.
>Talk to the blacksmith about forging you a personal weapon.
>Other (write in...)
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>>5102614
>Close the inns, it is too costly to maintain.

If this place is "forgotten" then no one will remember to enforce it.

I forgot, did our guards have metal armour? If so then halberds will do, if not then they needs shields and spears.

>Order spears and shields for every guardsman.
>Order crossbows and bolts for five guardsmen.
>Order iron chapel helmets for every guardsman.

We can order more later, but we need to make sure our finances are in order to be able to afford better. Plus, there is no point in making lances until we know we have enough horses and we train a cavalry unit.

>Inquire to Oldfossil about taxes on the mill or the people's right to use it with or without taxes and possibly expropriating it.
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>>5102614
>Order crossbows and bolts for five guardsmen.
Requires minimum amount of training, why I do believe a cook once killed a king with one....
>Order iron chapel helmets for every guardsman.
Requires no training to used in the short time we have.

Can we close one of the inns?
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>>5102669
+1, plus
>Order one handed axes for every dwarf.

Because I ain't having midgets being apart of our spear-wall.
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>>5102614
>>Order halberds for every guardsman.
>>Order crossbows and bolts for five guardsmen.
>>Order iron chapel helmets for every guardsman.

Except the dorfs, let them have their axes

Instead of closing the inns why not try and find a way to make them profitable
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You immediately make some orders to the blacksmith, in a serious tone you say to the man.

-I want five crossbows, we have only two at the castle and make your apprentices to some bolts. And I want the norman helmets of my troops be replaced by Iron chapel helmets, they are good.

You know that crossbows are the better weapons, even if dishonourable against Christians they can be used against infidels and you have a continent full of infidels to try them. You remember that Richard Lionhearth, an honorable king, even if he was king of England, was felled by a crossbow bolt ! And seeing that the local warriors often do not wear helmets you are sure that even a high ranking warrior could be killed by a lucky peasant with a crossbow. But now you need to choose a principal weapon... Halberds and polearms are a solid choice but knowing that your men probably will not be trained to fight in formations and that they will be fighting Ghibellines, Italians with good crossbows, you will need to equip them with spears and shields. You do not want your men dead before melee. So you add.

-I want spears and shields for every guardsman, we have already 9, we need 14 more, and we need 23 shields big shields. If we have 23 crossbowmen...

You think about giving axes to your short scotsmen but the two lads already have axes so it is not a problem... You think about giving them crossbows, they seem strong and capable of reloading them, plus they will be small targets. And you know that most of the missile troops in Europe are trained to fight in melee. You remembered that most of the crossbowmen in the French army had shields and swords and good equipment to continue fighting once the enemy was close. The craftsman answers.

-I will work, it will take a week my lord and...

You cut him and say.

-Work night and day, you will be paid well, I need all of this in three days, make your apprentices work. See with my councillor for your reward.

You turn to Oldfossil and ask him another question.

-What about the mills ? Do we perceive a tax each time someone use them...

The man nods and agrees.

-Yes, we perceive a tax for each bag of grain, and every mill is rented by a miller that pays us a rent, we have four mills in our land, they are one of the main sources of income that we have.

You nod, it seems to be quite profitable, people pay you and millers pay you. It is good, you like to be paid. While you walk to the temple you ask about the inns.

-And the inns, if they are not profitable, can we make them profitable ?

The man says.

-Since we have no travellers the inkeepers, who are owners of their inns, gain only money by serving drinks to the locals but there is not enough locals to make this profitable. So we have to pay them each month to keep them afloat. It costs us 100 gold coins per month per inn... But the law forces us to do it.
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You think about it and conclude that it is stupid, if they can not work what is their use ? Noblemen have the right to not work because they rule and fight but peasants have to work, it is why God made them. This sloppy thinking about "the law" displeases you, we can be creative with the law instead of following it to the letter.

It is in the middle of these thoughts that you find the temple, you enter inside and you see a lot of idols, some of them golden ! Idols, statues, religious objects, a golden sickle and a warscythe made from a strange metal that seems to glow. The inside of the temple is made of a rectangular room with benches for the parishioners during their rituals. There is a stone altar with a bas relief representing an harvest. The majority of idols represent a kind of woman with a goat head that holds wheat and a strange other crop in her hands. Your men are furious before these idols representing demon gods. There is two smaller rooms on the two sides, one serves as storage room for liturgical objects and the other as living quarters for the priests.

There is a metal gate, looking like a prison gate, that seems to lead you to an underground chamber. It stinks a lot inside and you are disgusted by the odor. Bohémond unsheathes his sword and you force Ancel, who is afraid, to carry a torch. You do the sign of the cross and enter. You see that it seems to be a kind of treasure room. It is full of bags and the reason of this awful stench is because there is a sacrificed goat that stayed spread on a sacrificial table in a small room. You look at Crumbling who says.

-They must have tried to read the future by looking at the innards of this goat. The fact that we summoned them must have stopped them from cleaning the place and the body has stayed here for too long.

You are disgusted by this heresy and your men curse the heathens but you continue your exploration. As a good Christian you are against such cruelty towards animals and such barbaric rituals. You look at the bags and see that those full of grain are good but those full of what the others describe as korn or other crops that have died in the lordship are rotten.

Well, it is time to take a decision.

>Keep the inns, they may be profitable or even good for public order
>Close the inns it costs too much money
>Change the taxing status of the mills, more taxes equal more soldiers
>Burn all the idols, they are heretical, and burn the grain
>Keep the good grain, it will be needed.
>Ask questions about the strange glowing metal
>Ask questions about the other objects
>Melt the golden statues, it will make good money, you need coins !
>Do not touch anything, it must belong to the pagan church of Monsanto and angering them may not be a good idea.
>Other (write in)
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>>5102834
>Close the inns it costs too much money
>Keep the good grain, it will be needed.
>Ask questions about the strange glowing metal
>Melt the golden statues, it will make good money, you need coins !
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>>5102834
>>Keep the inns, they may be profitable or even good for public order

We must draw the visitors in, we even have our very good dwarven beer to peddle! Maybe we can announce a martial tournament to celebrate our inheritance? Nothing like a good melee to draw the crowds in.

>>Keep the good grain, it will be needed.
>>Ask questions about the strange glowing metal
>>Melt the golden statues, it will make good money, you need coins !

Have at least one good sized cross made of the melted down idols and placed on the temple.
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>>5102834
Combine the Inns into one building, but have them separate into two sections so they technically are two Inns! We half the costs while doubling the income!

>Burn all the idols, they are heretical, and burn the grain

>Ask questions about the strange glowing metal
>Ask questions about the other objects
>Melt the golden statues, it will make good money, you need coins !

Raze the whole godless heathen place down!
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>>5103110
Supporting anon's brilliant plan
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>>5102834
>Combine the inns into one structure
>Burn all the burnable idols, they are heretical
>Keep the good grain, it will be needed.
>Ask questions about the strange glowing metal
>Ask questions about the other objects
>Melt the golden statues, it will make good money, you need coins !
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This is the best isekai on the board right now.
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>>5103781
I didn't think French Isekai could be this good.
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>>5104305

Thank you very much dear anons !

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>>5103536

You think about the grain. You hesitate to burn it since it is obviously in an awful place but you ask.

-Is the grain still edible ?

Oldfossil seems to say.

-Well despite the stench no dead body touched it so the bags full of not rotten grain are normally from the gifts and taxes of the peasants. It is no different than ours... But it is property of the Church of Monsanto and...

-It is ours now, I confiscate it. Make your men take it in the castle.

-Yes my Lord. It will be done.

Well you decide to be radical in your ideas and order in a serious tone.

-Burn all the wooden idols and destroy the bronze idols, they are a perversion, a ruse of the devil to make men err.
Oh, and spare the golden statue, I want it melted and changed into coins and...

You rush to Ancel le purineur who broke the arm of the relatively small golden idol and is putting it in his pouch. You know the bastard and you took him by the ear and twisted it. He screamed. You tell him.

-And do not try to your lord’s church property, you rascal ! I have seen you !

-Aaaargh... Yes messire, it was only a small bit messire, I am sorry messire.. Aaaargh...

You threw him in a wall and forgot about it while your men began to destroy the idols. Oldfossil seemed to want to object and Crumbling seemed to disapprove a bit but seeing you putting the scout in his place made them more disciplined. Then you looked at the warscythe.

-What is this glowing metal ?

Crumbling was quick to answer.

-It is the scythe of Romphaia the priestess, the first disciple of the old sage Tzedong. It is said to have been enchanted to protect the yield and always strike true. This weapon is said to have killed more than one thousand sparrows and thus stopped the famine. It is generally used when the priests blessed the troops.

Well, it was a kind of pagan holy relic. You wondered why this people prayed to a madwoman who was killing sparrows on the orders of an old fool and wondered why killing sparrows was so important, did the beasts ate all the grain ? But these question will be for later. You asked.

-But why it is glowing ?

Crumbling answered.

-It is made of Nobrainor, thus named because tossing your sword aside and equipping one made of this metal is a no brainer for adventurers. It can cut steel even better than a katana !

You seemed interested, and noted to ask about these katanas. You were a bit sceptical but interested. You asked Crumbling.

-And can someone forge a weapon of this Nobrainor ?

-Only the dwarves my Lord, only the dwarves know how to do this. And only the best of them. They control all the deposits of this ore and jealously guard it. It is very costly to buy a weapon made from this...

You wonder what to do with this thing and then ask questions about the other objects.
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>>5104436

The answers of Oldfossil explain the purpose of each object. Some of them serve at religious ceremonies, to burn incense for exemple or to sacrifice goats. The idols represent a lot of important deities of the cult, Monsanto being of course the goat headed woman and the more human like statuettes being important figures of the past. You do not care a lot about their names but you note that some of them represent Tzedong and Romphaia. All of the statuettes are quite crudely made. While your men smash the idols you see a child that has followed you in the temple by curiosity running back towards the exterior of the building. You pay him no attention and tell the brave councillor.

-Well Oldfossil, I thought about the inns. What if we made the two inns in the same building. It will be owned by the same person and share the same personnal but on paper it will be two inns. It will cut the costs.

The man thinks and nods, saying.

-Yes but one of the two innkeepers, the one in Nearby if we keep the biggest inn, may be furious to lose his business. And how can we convince them to give their...

It is brother Louis that answers. Templars are not only knights but moneylenders too and if he is not one of the orders intendants he knows a thing or two about money matters.

-Monseigneur, Councillor, if I may counsel you you can say that all the money that you gave each year to the innkeepers to keep them afloat was a loan. And bankprupt them. Then offer them to open inns that we will own.

Oldfossil objects.

-They must own them, it’s in the law.

But brother Louis tells him.

-Then they can be owners but only own a part of it !

You look at brother Louis, astonished. What does this meant ? You knew that back in France every good has multiple owners of course, each with their own rights on it. A field belongs to the Lord, who can take a part of the yield, but to the peasant too, that can take another part, and one part near the road belongs to the poor who have a « right of glanage » on this. But instead of taxes you do not see how you can take benefits from this. But the Brother continues.
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>>5104438

-Well, they have tried in Toulouse, some thirty years ago, and they continued in cities, to share the ownership of a company, or a trading place, not according to the statute of the person in question but according to money that we pay. We can buy for exemple one tenth of an inn and we will have one tenth of the profits. Then we can make this people owners, but only of a tenth of the inn. We keep the rest. We have to divide it in shares, it is called « pariage ».

You tried to look like you understood something about this gibberish but it was far too complicated for you. To be honest affairs of money were affairs of merchants. You knew that we should spend money on soldiers, then borrow money, then remember that you borrowed it to the jews and lombards and expel them. It was more simple but Oldfossil appeared to be impressed by the templar's idea.

-It is... It is very wise indeed... But if we have nine tenths of the profits and there is no profits we risk to bear the costs...

The Templar answered.

-If we already have to bear practically all the costs to save them from ruin it may be profitable. What do you think monseigneur ?

You looked at him and were about to answer when you heard cries and Cop the guardsman entered into the building, running. He bowed before you and looked around him saying..

-My Lord ! My Lord ! The villagers are angry. A mob is crying and saying that you burn their holy relics and... Well... It seems we are doing it...

Your men take their weapons. You are furious... You discredited their priests but these angry idiots still think that the holy relics and the cult as a whole is good. The simple fact that they have an opinion on how things should be done in your lordship is scandalous. You need to take a decision now.

>We will cut down two and the mob will calm itself.
>Try to do a speech to justify your actions to the villagers.

>Tell the villagers a clever ruse, like that the church was tainted by dark magic.
>Other (write in)

Choose one of the above. Then choose about the inns.

>We should take a big chunk of « parts » of the inns. It will bring us profits even if we shall pay the costs.
>We should not take parts of the inns, they are costing us more than what they can make us gain, it will only cost us money. Let the innkeepers keep them.

Then choose what to do with the Nobrainor relic

>Keep it, we can reforge it later
>Show it to the peasantry, to prove that you have not destroyed the most precious relics
>Destroy it after this
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>>5104440
>Tell the villagers a clever ruse, like that the church was tainted by dark magic.
Bring out the rotten food, and ask them if Monsanto would allow her tithe to go rotten? This is clearly the work of the dark magic those scoundrels that abused our good faith with the Church of Monsanto.
>We should take a big chunk of « parts » of the inns. It will bring us profits even if we shall pay the costs.

>Keep it, we can reforge it later
>Show it to the peasantry, to prove that you have not destroyed the most precious relics
Look, we even recovered the relic of Monsanto that these charlatans stole from their Church and Monsanto herself!
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>>5104529
I'll support.
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>>5104440
Supporting >>5104529
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>>5104709

You go outside and take the relic before the astonished eyes of the good people. You see an angry mob of villagers, some of them thin and pointy eared, others looking like lizards. There is saracens and even other strange people in the mob but most of it look more or less like a mob of rich peasants back home. You know how to deal with them, they may get agressive, think they have safety in numbers but once a brave man cuts four or four down they flee or cower. Most of them want to cause trouble but the idea of dying for it is not very popular amongst the peasantry. So even if they have some pitchforks you do not fear them.
The appearance of their lord calms them a bit and you say in an authoritative tone, the relic is near the doors.

-What do you want ? Why are you not in the fields ?

The people complain and one of them, a huge man with a red beard tells in a serious tone.

-We are worried my lord ! Some people have seen you burning the holy relics and liturgical objects of Monsanto ! It will bring the wrath of the goddess upon us !

A woman, tall and thin with pointed ears told in an eerie voice. This pointed eared people were creepy.

-My goat bleated five times and then turned around itself, and the goat of my neighbour too ! It is an ill omen indeed !

The people agreed, the daily activities of their goats seemed very important to them. You looked at them and answered, they seemed to be as intelligent as back home so you were not too worried about it.

-And after we burned the charlatan priests and they confessed their errors you think that the dark magics that they tried to use for political gains did not corrupt the building and what is inside ?!?

The people looked at themselves and began to speak amongst them. It was plausible after all. You ordered Ancel to bring a bag of korn, apparently what he brought was not korn but « kofee » but « dried taumatoes » but all of it was dark and rotten, as if eaten by insects and the peasantry recoiled. You said.

-Some statues were damaged by dark magic. We will burn them ! Monsanto has abandonned the temple long ago ! But fear not good people because she protects her true holy relics ! We recovered it from these conmen !

And with this small speech you made a sign to one of your knights and Bohémond took the warscythe and gave it to you to show them that the most valuable things are safe. The people agreed but then gasped and one of them said.

-Only priests are permitted to touch the holy relic !!!

Some seem scandalised. Well it is time to improvise !

>roll a die, intrigue +25 because you have already discredited the priests. The average of the first 3 rolls will be your value.
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5104730
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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>5104730
We as lord and a pious man who exposed the fraud is the only man worth of holding this relic.
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F***!
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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5104730
>>5104792
Low is good anon
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>>5104738
>>5104790
>>5104804
Assuming it was an average DC of 50 for this check, and we nailed it.

>>5104792
Great job anon, that 5 really saved our ass.
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>>5104792
>>5104804

Yes, low is good, red anon rolled well.

>>5104941

Well, you had to improvise, to adapt and to overcome the challenge. You took a serious air and began to explain to the good people why you could use the weapon, and you decided to be clever.

-I agree with you, this relic must be moved with care, we have to take it in a reliquary or a display stand. But it had to be moved. I will not let it remain in a temple that has been damaged by dark magic. Even if it was not corrupted we need to keep it safe and secure in the castle. This temple should thereby be closed and anything of value that is still inside should be evacuated.

Most of the people understood but some of them complained. The red bearded man said.

-Yes my lord but you could have moved it inside a cloth or a cover for the non priestly hand not to touch it Monsan...

You cut this fool with a remark in a scolding tone.

-Yes... And I would have if not for you ! Who has come here, before your lord, instead of working in the fields, and accused him of terrible destructions ! I had to show you the relic and take it for you to believe me ! Men of little faith, do not complain about the consequences when you are the causes !

The peasants looked ashamed, they spoke between themselves. Red beard reddened, only a small blonde woman said.

-But my infant son entered and said...

-Your son saw us piling up what was corrupted by dark magic. We will burn it without hesitation ! And he concluded another thing because he is a child ! If Monsanto will be furious it will be because you believed a child and caused disorder instead of letting your lord, given to you by divine right, to protect you ! What do your child know about dark magic ? Nothing ! And you believed him.

Here the people were completely ashamed. You had to resort to extreme mesure to prove your good faith. One of them fell into his knees, then another, then another and then all of them began to kneel and say things like « forgive us, benevolent father » or « we should have trusted you ! » or even « we were naive, do not punish us ». You said in a kind tone.

-I will not punish you, and I am sure that if we are seen by the divinity we will be understood. But if you cause such rucus a new time when I will have to take an important decision I will have to whip some of you !

They continued to kneel, thanked you and you ordered them to go back to their homes. After this you were quite happy. You had managed to smash the idols without angering the populace. It was time to have a good dinner and to summon Stacy to your chambers for the night.

You had planned two things for the next day : trying to ask where to find a moneylender or trying to ask where to buy horses. What will you do in the morning.

>Try to ask about a moneylender
>Try to ask about horses.

You gain 10 xp for having calmed the people, 2 piety for smashing the idols and 1 mudcore for your speech worthy of a politician
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>>5104996
>Try to ask about horses.

Time to get some decent calvary.
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>>5104996
>>Try to ask about a moneylender
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>>5104996
>Try to ask about horses.
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>>5104804
>>5104941
Oh right, we are rolling low here, keep forgetting that.
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>>5104996
>Try to ask about horses.
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>>5105307

Well it is time to ask Crumbling about horses. Horses are the basis of a true army. There is two kinds of troops after all, mounted fighters and pedestrians. Pedestrians exist only to be trampled by the hooves of a powerful heavy cavalry. It is your opinion, and you know it is true. You remember your campaigns when you were only a squire at 11 you followed your father in the crusade of King Philippe III the Bold to remove the excommunicated Peter III of Aragon from his throne. You remember how the cowardly spaniards used dishonourable tactics such as ambushes to attack your supply lines and how the Constable Raoul de Clermont-Nesle with 500 horses destroyed five times more of this cowardly southerners. Unfortunately disentery hit the french encampment and the army had to retreat then you had to flee to not be killed in an ambush some months after that but you prefer not to remember the second part. A good cavalry charge can destroy everything, it is what is important. Only treachery and dishonourable tactics can beat a cavalry charge. So you spoke to the captain of your guard.

-Tell me, good sir, I saw that our men fight on foot, do you know where we can find horses for them. I mean good horses, warhorses and palfreys.

The old man puts an hand in his moustaches and answers, thinking.

-Well to be honest we can find some palfreys at a stable at Nearby, but not enough for our warriors. We have more work horses... You see we generally prefer to fight on foot. It is better to disperse when I fireball hits your men you know...

Disperse ? A fireball ? What was this foolishness ! Infantry fighting in a dispersed order could be crushed even more easily. You answered.

-Fireballs ? What is it, a fairy tale ? You must mean Greek fire ? And even Greek fire cannot disperse a charge...

Crumbling made a sign meaning no.

-No, fireballs thrown by battle mages, they can explode and kill ten men ! It is why only knights ride to battle on horse and some light cavalry but the great majority of armies fight on foot my Lord.

You are shocked by this infidel’s magic. But you remember that you killed a sorcerer already so it will not be hard to do it again.

-Well it is bad, horses are quicker, if the ennemy has the advantage at range we should close the distance quickly. I want horses, no matter how costly.

The old man nods and says in a resigned tone.

-Well, they have good warhorses in the baronial lands. We can find some there and buy them. The baron has even his own stables of nightmare horses...

Nightmare horses ? It sounded like a strange name and you asked, chuckling.

-What are those nightmare horses ? Are they so ugly that they cause nightmares to children ?

-No mylord... Well they are black horses with a flaming mane and red eyes and they eat only raw meat. They have sharp teeth and can bite off the hand of a man. Baron Crook feeds his enemies to them... He mounts on one when he commands his armies.
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>>5105404

You were astonished, and a bit afraid of this kind of mounts. They seemed to be straight from hell ! And you doubted that horses that ate only raw meat were compatible with a good baggage train. Then you realised one thing. You were in India ! A place were fantastical beasts existed ! You did not knew them well so you asked to Brother Louis.

-Tell me brother Louis, you are a well read man. What are the beasts of India ?

-There is a lot of beasts monseigneur, dragons, elephants, griffins, phoenixes, Indian bulls, fire stones, Indian stones even !

You opened your eyes in wonder. It would be good to know more about this beasts. And Crumbling added some other beasts too.

-Well the elves have unicorns too, and we have wyverns and great eagles that can be mounted by exceptional individuals, Pegasii too, and their variations and some evil men ride manticores !

Brother Louis seemed interested.

-Manticores in India ? Of course ! Bartholomew the Englishman writes about them.

But you had to stop them before they do list all the local fauna. After all you have to buy some horses. You can send someone to the horse breeders of the region directly or go yourself when you can. And ask some questions about these beasts.

>Go directly to the stables of Nearby
>Ask how far are the stables on baronial territory and if we can go there now.
>Ask how much horses will cost.
>Ask about one of the beasts that were named (three beasts maximum)
>Other (write in)
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>>5105410
>Go directly to the stables of Nearby
>Ask how far are the stables on baronial territory and if we can go there now.
>Ask how much horses will cost.

Send someone to buy them.
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>>5105410
>Go directly to the stables of Nearby
>Ask how much horses will cost.
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>>5105410
>Go directly to the stables of Nearby
>Ask how far are the stables on baronial territory and if we can go there now.
>Ask how much horses will cost.

We should go ourselves, after all they will cost more if the man we send chooses to buy fantastical beasts or some horse in supreme health that is affected by this mystical realm. But, if we go and the horse turns into a "normal" horse of merely adequate health then we can talk the seller down to giving us a discount.
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>>5105410
>>Go directly to the stables of Nearby
>>Ask how much horses will cost.
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>>5105734

You will visit Nearby next you have decided. You ask how much horses will cost to Crumbling and he says.

-Well my Lord, it depends... A good palfrey like yours can cost 120 gold coins, since you are the Lord. Normally it can mount up to 150...

You opened greatly your eyes in shock then remembered that gold coins were the basic monetary unit here. Well... It remains costly... You ask.

-And how much silver coins is a gold coin...

-10 my Lord, it’s 10 silver for one gold.

Well it means that if the calculus of Oldfossil is good you have 10 000 silver coins in your coffers and it means you have 1000 coins... Well your silver coins were changed from gold and do not weigh the same as normal silver coins but you will whip the horse breeder if he complains. Then you have enough to buy 8 palfreys. Excellent, let’s go. You proclaim.

-Then we will go to Nearby, if they have palfreys I want to see them.

Of course each knight must have at least a palfrey, a destrier, and a rouncey just like you, Bohemond, Godefroi and brother Louis but if you could equip a medium cavalry made of your better guardsmen they could charge behind you and your knights and exploit the opening you made into the ennemy line.
You think about it when you ride to Nearby. It is quite nearby in fact, especially on horse and you are here after one hour. You see the village, it is a smaller place than Local and it is dominated by a sawmill. The village is in sight of a huge forest and you can see that there is some horses kept in a field. It is your place. You saw other horses near local before but they were workhorses. Here you can see two beautiful brown palfreys grazing peacefully in the field.
You directly go to the stables and order a groom to fetch you the owner. You notice that the groom seems « muddy » , lacking of a better objective, if you compare him to the peasants of Local. And the stable owner even if he looks quite rich and fat has a « muddy » look like a man who doesn’t bath.
You take a look at the beasts and if the man has 8 palfreys two of them are not in an excellent shape. One has bad teeth, it is probably an ilness and the other is wounded. He says that it will heal but you know horse coppers and you do not trust him. You haggle and manage to agree on a price of 120 gold coins for each horse. The wounded one and the horse with bad teeth can cost less, 100 each but they may die of their illnesses.

>Buy 6 palfreys for 720 gold coins.
>Buy less than 6 palfreys.
>Buy the two palfreys that are not in a good condition for 200 gold coins.
>Write how much you want to buy.
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>>5105796
>Buy 6 palfreys for 720 gold coins.

Good thing we're going to the moneylender after this.
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>>5105796
>Buy 6 palfreys for 720 gold coins.

Well, lets skip the trip beyond our borders until we get more money.
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>>5105796
>Buy less than 6 palfreys.

Skip the unhealthy ones.
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>>5105425
Support.
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You decide to buy 6 palfreys, 6 brown horses that will be useful. You order the man to bring them to the castle tomorrow. You will pay him, but maybe not pay all the sum at once, you remember Charles de Valois, he is the brother of the king, one of the most powerful lords of the realm. He was Count of Valois, count of Alençon, Count of Perche and by marriage count of Maine and Anjou but he always lived by borrowing money.
He always told empty promises about when he will give it back but hey, he was very rich and so people continued to give him more.
Even the king lived on borrowed money, the kingdom of France was the richest in all the Christendom but it spent always more than it gained. King Philippe changed the weight of the coins and expelled the jews to always find more coins. Being in debt was not a problem when you were rich and powerful.
Unfortunately you were actually not very rich and not very powerful. You saw lot of families of small lords going bankrupt because of the king's tax collectors who tried to find money for the monarch to repay his debts. So even if you pay only a fraction of the money now you will need to have something in your coffers. But each time you will age to gain more land and influence you will have to pay less.

It was your thoughts when you were going to the castle but once inside, after an hour, Oldfossil said to you.

-My Lord, my Lord ! Great news ! A messenger has come from Baron Crooked. He is waiting you.

You order immediately to make him wait while you go to the great hall. Here you sit on your throne and you let the messenger enter. A guardsman announce him.

-Here comes Crueail Degeneret, second councillor of baron Crook Wickedson.

It is a well dressed man with pointed ears. He has a pale skin and black hair. He walks towards you in a eerie manner that is quite unnerving and bows low before saying.

-My Lord, it is an honor to finally meet you. My master, Baron Crook Wickedson sends you a message.

You remember him, it is written in the confessions of Slanesh the demon that he was the one who paid the spy, the Black Guelph ! This bastard was paying spies in your territory and you must receive him. Well, better hear what he has to say, we will see if we arrest him later, he is an agent of your liege lord after all. You say.

-Tell me what is this message. Or it is a written parchment ?

You ask this wondering if it will be a written message that you can not read or if it is an oral message. It seems to be both because he gives a parchment sealed with black wax and says.

-It is both my Lord. My master invites you to his castle in a week. He wants you to officially recieve the fief from his hands to formalise your rule. After all there is no Local Lord without gift of the lordship from it’s liege lord.
He has invited all the other lords too for a little feast to mark your coming. My master impatiently awaits the pleasure to meet you.
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>>5105987

What do you answer ?

>The pleasure is all mine. We will come to your feast and I will pledge fealty to the baron.
>I will come to pledge fealty then.
>I will not pledge fealty to a demon worshipper ! I thereby declare myself independant from the baron’s rule !
>You are a smug bastard for a man who tried to spy on me and lord Random ! Guards, arrest this man !
>I will pledge fealty, I have been busy with demons, rotten crops, dark magic and Ghibellines but I am sure the baron will help us.
>Other (write in)
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>>5105989
>I will pledge fealty, I have been busy with demons, rotten crops, dark magic and Ghibellines but I am sure the baron will help us.

Save the accusations of spying for later. We can keep it in our back-pocket for if we need to present a legal/persuasive challenge against the baron in front of either his other vassals, or more ideally in front of other lords that are less hostile to us and more hostile to the baron. Since we don't have many potential allies among the vassals of this baron we'll have to play coy for the meanwhile, and even presenting our perfectly legit evidence to the other lords would, again, not be done merely in the presence of the social circle of this barony, since we'd need other people to pressure the baron so he can't focus on us entirely and bring his full might to bare against us.
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>>5105989
>>The pleasure is all mine. We will come to your feast and I will pledge fealty to the baron.
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>>5105989
>The pleasure is all mine. We will come to your feast and I will pledge fealty to the baron
>I will pledge fealty, I have been busy with demons, rotten crops, dark magic and Ghibellines but I am sure the baron will help us.

I wonder if we can spike his drink with holy water? Hell, maybe we can convince him to drink some with us!
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>>5106332
+1

I'll bring some good Spirits for the Baron and me to drink to!
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>>5106332
Supportan
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>>5106332
>The pleasure is all mine. We will come to your feast and I will pledge fealty to the baron
>I will pledge fealty, I have been busy with demons, rotten crops, dark magic and Ghibellines but I am sure the baron will help us.
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>>5105989
>>The pleasure is all mine. We will come to your feast and I will pledge fealty to the baron.

Time to make allies
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Do any other anons like the idea of holding a tournament in our lands? Nothing terribly grand, perhaps a melee and an archery contest. Draw in some visitors, make a little money, boost the economy, maybe find some good warriors that we can retain.
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>>5107040
+1 after we take care of the Ghibellines.
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>>5107040
Not after we bought a bunch of horses.
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>>5107040

It can be a great idea, but it will cost some money to organize and you will need to offer some rewards to the winners. But as a goal in a near future it is good.

>>5106032
>>5106089
>>5106332
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>>5106993

You decide to answer in a pleasant tone. After all you are to be a loyal vassal in the beginning.

-The pleasure is all mine, I will pledge fealty to the baron. You know I have been busy with demons, rotten crops, dark magic and Ghibellines but I am sure the baron will help us.

The man looked at you and smiled. But it was a devious smile, as if the bastard mocked you for your accent. Well first it was not you accent but his langage that was ridiculous and secondly you know that he deserves to pay for his insolence. But before you can answer he says.

-My Master will be happy to oblige. Helping his vassals is his feudal duty.

You nod and answer quickly and you have a good idea. If the man consorts with demons you need to give him some good old wine with a bit of holy water added in it. Maybe it will work, since he consorts with demons, or maybe since he is still a normal man and not a demon it will do him nothing. So you ask.

-Well since you are his councillor I must ask you a question. What do our baron likes ? A good wine ? Excellent beer ? A good horse ? A falcon perhaps or a weapon ?

He arks an eyebrow in surprise, not thinking that you will be nice enough to bring a gift. He thinks and says.

-My Master may be interested in all of this. Even if he likes particularly falcons. He enjoys falconing greatly.

You like it too but you have no idea were to find a falcon. But you will buy one, and give a bit of wine with holy water in it. You smile to the pointy eared black Guelph and say that he must beg his leave. You order your servants to give him something to drink before he goes back and you get back to work yourself. Oldfossil wants to compliment you and says.

-It was very wise my lord.

-Thank you Oldfossil, but I need your help, if we have to pay for a lot of things we need to borrow money. This gold into silver disaster was terrible for our finances. Do you know where to find a moneylender ?
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>>5107240

The man answers after a moment to think.

-Well, I would normally advise against borrowing money but we have no choice. My Lord, I must say that there is quite a lot of moneylenders but not in our countryside, if we want more money than what an old woman can give to a commoner that is ! No, if we want money we will have to borrow it from rich independent moneylenders or from banks that have their branches in market towns and cities. There is not much difference between the rates of both of them, dwarves, humans and gnomes have serious institutions geared towards moneylending. But all depends of the sums that you want.
If you want a lot of money quickly you will need to visit a city to talk directly to a director or a very rich moneylender. If you want not a big lot of money, let’s say only 1000 gold coins, or a bit more, then you should go do a market town. Cities in our realm are bastions of insanity in my opinion, but the money is there so it may be interesting to borrow it.
Oh and they are further away so it will take a longer time to travel to a city.

An interesting dilemma. Where to borrow ?

>We will try to contact a moneylender in a big city
>We will try to contact a moneylender in a nearby town
>Why not both ? We need money so let us borrow it from multiple sources.
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>>5107241
>Why not both ? We need money so let us borrow it from multiple sources.
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>>5107241
>Why not both ? We need money so let us borrow it from multiple sources.
So long as they won't be influenced to much by the baron. Any that are should be excluded.
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>>5107241
>>Why not both ? We need money so let us borrow it from multiple sources.
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>>5107241
>>We will try to contact a moneylender in a nearby town
Lets not get into crippling debt right off the bat
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>>5107241
>>Why not both ? We need money so let us borrow it from multiple sources.
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>>5107383
>not simply voiding debts to demon-worshippers

Lol.

>>5107412
>not simply kicking out the jews and throwing holy water on any demon banker

Double lol.
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>>5107241
>We will try to contact a moneylender in a nearby town

We don't need that much initially, though later we'll need more.
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>>5107490

Based Lord, one day you will be able to go back to the old customs of Saint Louis to restore our good and righteous feudal society. The right to mint coins, the right to wage private wars, it will be like in the good old days !

>>5107683

You said in an optimistic tone while you thought about money.

-Why not both ? We shall borrow from small and great cities moneylenders.

You thought too about the baron, maybe you can offer him a sighthound ? You remember that the king preferred to expel the Jews over expelling the Lombards because the banker Tolomei regularly gave him sighthounds or other presents and forgave parts of the debt. A good dog is always a guarantee of friendship. But poor beast, it will have to live with a demon worshipper. Theologians say that animals have a soul too, even if different from humans, and you would not want to damn the soul of a poor dog. You heard the answer of Oldfossil.

-Well, my Lord there is some towns nearby : the town of Podunk is in the nearby county and Lostville is the capital from where Count Careless rules. They are pleasant little towns, even if we are closer to Podunk, it is only five days to the east while Pleasantville is six days to the west. It is not that far but roads are simply bad.
About the rest I will say that there is three cities in the kingdom. They are all to our south west. Two are havens of insanity Poltard and Diver City. Their rulers are always fighting each other, I will advise you strongly against seeming to take part in their quarrels. Then there is Briberopolis, the realm’s capital, from where the king, or currently queen, rules. Briberopolis is further away than the two other cities, it will take three weeks to go there when the other two are at two weeks of travel.
Then there is another question, who will we send ?

>We will borrow money in Podunk, it is nearby after all.
>We will borrow money in Pleasantville, it seems to be a good thing to go to the capital of the County and maybe make contact with Count Careless.
>We will borrow money in Poltard, they are the ennemies of the Saracen that we killed.
>We will borrow money in Diver City, we already knew a Saracen from there it seems to be a powerful city.
>We will borrow money from Briberopolis, it is time to see the queen’s court.
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>>5107731

There is too the question about who we shall send.

>We will send Oldfossil, he is good with numbers even if we will lose our only councillor for a long moment. Let’s not forget that he is old and travelling may not be good for his health.
>We will send Brother Louis, he has in theory a basic knowledge about banking, even if it is risky because his knowledge about India is very basic.
>We will send Godefroi, he is your best knight and an experienced gentleman even if he does not know anything about banking or India.
>We will send Bohémond, he is a young knight eager to prove himself, even if he does not know anything about banking and India.
>We will ask Oldfossil if we can send someone else.
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>>5107731
>We will borrow money in Podunk, it is nearby after all.
We'll work our way up.

>>5107733
>We will send Brother Louis, he has in theory a basic knowledge about banking, even if it is risky because his knowledge about India is very basic.

Brother Lewis is healthy, but more importantly he knows banking.
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>>5107731
>>We will borrow money in Poltard, they are the ennemies of the Saracen that we killed.

>>5107733
>>We will send Brother Louis, he has in theory a basic knowledge about banking, even if it is risky because his knowledge about India is very basic.

Send cop and perhaps a few locals with him to act as guides
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>>5107731
We should go to Briberopolis, there is more opportunities out there for each companion. Plus, the bigger the city is, the larger are the chances to find a good loan at a Lombard house.
The presence of the court implies powerful characters that could help us after in our adventures.

We should send brother Louis. Could be of some help for the bankers, with his talent. And he can seek money from his fellow priests and brothers.
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Well, since you do not agree on the place but you agree on the man I decided to adapt it. And I will be less disponible in the coming weeks so updates will be slower. Fortunately it will be temporary.

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Of all the names that you heard there interested you three were interesting. Podunk, because it was nearby and you needed money, Poltard because you doubted that the people of Diver City will be your friends if they learned that you killed their Saracen « paladin » (you still disapproved of the comparison between the noble companions of Charlemagne and this Moor) and it seemed to be one of the closest big cities, and Briberopolis because any important nobleman has to have some connections in the capital. You seemed to be further away from there than the holdings of your Lord father were from Paris but it did not change anything. Good connections in the capital were necessary, just ask this heretical baron who had an uncle being a councillor there.

You thought and said.

-Brother Louis will go negociate the loan, with two guardsmen, but he will leave only after the expedition against the Ghibellines. I want all my men ready to fight.

The Templar nodded, he said in an humble tone.

-I am more of a warrior than a steward but I will try to negociate with the best of my abilities.

You told him then.

-Yes, borrow to a Lombard if they are some. And with luck, if there is Ghibellines in this place it means there is other Italians. Maybe we can borrow from a Venetian or a Pisan merchant.

But Oldfossil intervened, he seemed a bit lost.

-I am sorry to interrupt you my lord but... Can I ask you what is a Lombard ? Our countries are far away and it will be useful to know this to help Brother Louis of course.

You looked at him, how to explain what is a Lombard... You answer.

-It is greedy men, from the mountains in the north of Italy. They are merchants and moneylenders and they can give you money, they have good banks. Lombards have established trading companies and they help each other out.

You looked at them and Oldfossil seemed a bit lost but the face of Captain Crumbling lightened and he said to his friend.

-I think that our Lord is speaking about dwarven Longbeards. The clan leaders, more specifically those of them who rule the merchants houses.

Oldfossil agreed, he seemed to have caught up.

-Ah yes, yes. From the mountains, merchants and moneylenders. Some of them can be craftsmen too you know. Generally Long Beards live in their mountains or in cities but some dwarves of their companies work in market towns. Is it who you wanted to talk about ?

You refused to spend energy to fight the local’s obsession with nanism and small people and answered.

-Yes. I want brother Louis to find a Lombard, or a man of a lombardian company in Podunk first. I want you to borrow me 1200 gold coins.

The Templar agreed, it was probably a good sum from a small town as Oldfossil have said.
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>>5109935

You then dismissed the men.
During the rest of the afternoon you trained your men and armed them with the new batches of weapons coming out of the forge. Unfortunately if the normal people seemed obedient some of them were not. The small Scotsmen were grumbling because you gave them crossbows, Bohémond told them to shut up but they began to grumble even more saying that the old customs of the realm allowed the « dwarves » to grumble and that younglings were always insolent. You had to stop them before a fight began.
One of the tall and thin, and as you saw, pointy eared guardsman, wanted to complain too.
You told them to say what they wanted. The short Scotsman, called Orin, began.

-Well, my Lord, you gave us crossbows, crossbows are for weaklings and elves ! Crossbowmen flee when they are in melee and us, dwarves, are only good to run on short distances, and we prefer to fight with axes ! Axes are a proper dwarven weapon, tried and true by generations and generations of our ancestors.

The pointy eared guardsman, Gardasil was his name, laughed and began to say in a soft and suave voice.

-My Lord, this dwarf lies and...

You had to stop the Scotsman from jumping on him immediately and ordered Gardasil to continue, even if the short bearded guardsman whispered a series of insults towards Gardasil that almost made you redden. Gardasil continued.

-Well my Lord, the dwarves can use crossbows, as much as a primitive race can use such inelegant weapons. But they simply hate change. While our concerns are more important. I can use a spear my lord but my cousin Manitol is far better with a bow, can you authorise him to keep it ? He is the best archer in the lordship.

You looked at the other guardsman, he moved with an eerie grace like all the beings with pointy ears but he was very thin and only strong men can bend true bows. It was why the Welsh archers were better than your countrymen, they were simply stronger than your peasants and were a formidable force with their longbows and with their axes and maces in melee. Well, a formidable force in the possible limits for commoners of course, there is no way longbowmen could beat knights. But you had to answer. What will you say to these two soldiers ?

>Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come cut them in two with your axe.
>If you are so good with your axe Orin then keep it and do not use a crossbow.
>You will do as told guardsman Orin. I command here and I will not tolerate grumbling anymore.

>Your cousin ? Using a bow ? He looks thinner than my little sister. There is no way he can use a longbow. And short bows are useless against armoured men.
>If your cousin is so good with it he can keep his bow. But if he is not he will be given twenty lashes for avoiding the frontline.
>If I say that you will keep a spear then you will keep it. My will is not to be discussed.
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>>5109936
>>Your cousin ? Using a bow ? He looks thinner than my little sister. There is no way he can use a longbow. And short bows are useless against armoured men.

Lets just prove them wrong to end the grumbling
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>>5109936
>Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come cut them in two with your axe.
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>>5109936
>Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come cut them in two with your axe.

>If your cousin is so good with it he can keep his bow. But if he is not he will be given twenty lashes for avoiding the frontline.
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>>5109936
>Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come cut them in two with your axe.

>If your cousin is so good with it he can keep his bow. But if he is not he will be given twenty lashes for avoiding the frontline.
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>>5109936
>You will do as told guardsman Orin. I command here and I will not tolerate grumbling anymore.

>If I say that you will keep a spear then you will keep it. My will is not to be discussed.
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>>5109936
>>Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come cut them in two with your axe.
>>If your cousin is so good with it he can keep his bow. But if he is not he will be given twenty lashes for avoiding the frontline.
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You ordered Orin with a few persuasive words.

-Listen to me Orin, I do not want you to flee like a coward. I want you to soften up the ennemy with a crossbow and when they come at you cut them in two with your axe.

The small Scotsman seemed to understand and approve. His face brightened up and he nodded. Then he said.

-Aye, I can do that ! Florin will do it too. We will show those goblins the strength of the dwarves. Hah !

You agreed, it is was the first time that you noted that short scotsmen here seem to call themselves « dwarves ». You will think about it. But then you turned to the other warrior and you told him.

-If your cousin is so good with it he can keep his bow. But if he is not he will be given twenty lashes for avoiding the frontline.

The pointy eared man nodded, and he said in a serious tone.

-It will be done my Lord.

And he came telling the news to his cousin. You finished to train your men and hada good dinner, talking about important things like the best wines of this new country, apparently the best red is found in Ethyland. Bohémond said how he is eager to break some lances with the Ghibellines. You left after dinner and prayed a bit for victory. It will be your first battle and you hope that God will be on your side when you will destroy those mercenaries that are plundering your lands. After your prayers you summoned Stacy, the maid, to your chambers to pass an excellent night.

The next day was an important day, it was the day of your military expedition against the Ghibelline menace. All your men were assembled here and you knew that you will have to walk, or more exactly you will have to ride when your men walk, during 4 hours to lead your troops to the village of Forgotten. You take captain Crumbling, and your retainers with you. You walk in the courtyard and see that the men are putting on their helmets while forming in ranks. The sun is rising and you are ready. It will be the first time that you lead your new troops. You looked at them, the soldiers were nervous but not afraid. They were ready to fight for their lord.
You thought about the bloodshed of the day, you did not know if you will be victorious but you were determined to fight to the death. God was with you and victory would follow.

Only one problem remains nevertheless, it is the question of the horse copper who will come today. You will not be there when he will give you palfreys so you have to order Oldfossil to pay him. But how much of the sum will you pay ? What will be your last orders before your column of men in chainmail will go through the gate towards the wilderness.

>We will pay all the 720 gold coins. It is worth it.
>We will pay only 500 gold coins, we will pay the rest later.
>We will pay 320 gold coins and pay 200 each month.
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>>5111138

A small update to your profile since the last time :

Charles de Villeroi

Class : Local Lord
Level : 1
XP : 80 (next level at 100)

Stats

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

Piety : 26+1+1+2 = 30

Mudcore : 20+1+1+1 = 23

With 23 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. Next level at 30.

Talents
Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.

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Your army consists of :


Gentlemen and knights :
-You, the Local Lord.
-Godefroi de Trifouillis, Knight (experienced)
-Bohémond d’Autrelieu Knight (enthusiastic)
-Brother Louis de Pierredargent, Templar Knight (lucky)
-Captain Crumbling, Guards Captain (Old)

Footmen and servants :
-1 Experienced scout and tracker (Ancel le Purineur)
-14 human spearmen (amongst them Cop and his sons) equipped with spears, swords and shields, mail armor and kettle hat helmets.
-1 elven spearman (Gardasil)
-1 elven archer (Manitol)
-2 human crossbowmen
-2 dwarven crossbowmen (Orin and Florin)
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>>5111138
>We will pay 320 gold coins and pay 200 each month.
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>>5111138
>>We will pay 320 gold coins and pay 200 each month.
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>>5111138
>We will pay only 500 gold coins, we will pay the rest later.
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>>5111138
>>We will pay only 500 gold coins, we will pay the rest later.
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>>5111138
>>We will pay 320 gold coins and pay 200 each month.
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When leaving you order your brave Oldfossil who will stay in the castle with ten guardsmen.

-Councillor, when the man with the palfreys comes, pay him 320 gold coins in silver coins and say that we will pay 200 more each month.

The man says in a quite disturbed tone.

-But... But Lord Random always paid everything. It can be detrimental to our credibility and...

You cut the old man saying.

-Do not worry about it. The old lord had not his money changed into silver. And it will assure us that the horses are good, if some horses die or are sick in these two months we will not pay him.

The old man agrees, seeing the logic behind your orders. You then wave him goodbye and you go through the gates.

You see your men advancing, most of them are guardsmen from a respectable amount of time but they do not have much combat experience. You took three of the six new recruits to bloody them a bit.
You thought about the four hours of travel who probably will be more like three hours, according to captain Crumbling because you have no bagages.

Your brave Bohémond advances near you and decides to say in his young voice.

-We will ride through these Ghibellines with ease my lord. I am impatient to break some lances against their knights, if they have some.

The old Godefroi is more careful and says simply.

-We will need to be clever. Those damned Italians love to make a wall of spearmen with pavises and to hide their crossbows behind it. We will need to charge it from the front to break it or to outflank them. I will prefer the outflanking since we are only four horsemen here. And five with the captain but he is on a palfrey, not a warhorse and we need someone to lead our shieldwall.

You look at the two knights and nod before answering. One is brave, the other is wise, if they were of the same age they could have been Roland and Olivier from the song of Roland. But it was not the time to think about the heroes of the past. You told them.

-We will see, when we will arrive in forgotten I will try to contact the locals so some woodsmen can serve us as guides in the forest. We will need to locate the camp of these deserters and strike fast.

They seem to agree. You look at the others, some soldiers are singing a song, other are exchanging jokes and Brother Louis is in a deep conversation with Crumbling Debris about dragons. You continue for one hour and half when a light rain begins to pour on you and your men.

It happens and you order to continue to advance but the weather becomes worse. Understanding that it is better to wait you order your men to stop at the barn of a local farmer, living near the road. The man is sympathetic, he thanks you for the food that you sent to peasants that have lost their crops and he has a big and happy family of eight children. His wife is fat but two of the daughters are moderately attractive and they serve you and your men a bit of cider.
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>>5113295

Looking at the house from the outside and the inside you were impressed by the size of the windows and of the wealth of the place. The peasants here are wealthy and do not fear tax collectors because they show it. You go near the fireplace (a real fireplace in a peasant's house !) with your cider to warm up a bit and watch the rain fall through the window. The plains of this place remind you of your native Champagne, a flat country too. You think about your parents, your brothers, your little sister, and your friends... You hope that you can see them again, you are far away from home, in an unknown land, and you feel homesick. You are near the fire when the old Godefroi says.

-Ah, cider and rain, it reminds me of our travels in Normandy. When we were trying to see how they built the first galleys in the arsenal of Rouen...

You answered.

-Yes, it was the first time I saw men building boats. How they cut the trees and built galleys, hundreds of men at work, in unison, it was beautiful. We lived well there.

You agreed with the old man. It was a good time, your Lord father was there and you visited some places in the realm with the court. But the rain continued to fall hard and before it stopped it was maybe time to tell your men something about this new expedition. Or not.

>Tell your men about how to fight the Ghibellines
>Tell them a speech about the righteousness of your cause
>Tell them that they will be rewarded after the victory
>Remain silent, your acts will speak better than your words.
>Other (write in)
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>>5113299
>Tell your men about how to fight the Ghibellines
>Tell them a speech about the righteousness of your cause
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>>5113299
>>Tell your men about how to fight the Ghibellines
>>Tell them a speech about the righteousness of your cause
>>Tell them that they will be rewarded after the victory
Money and booze motivates the common soldier
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>>5113299
>>Tell them a speech about the righteousness of your cause
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>>5113299
>>Tell your men about how to fight the Ghibellines
>>Tell them that they will be rewarded after the victory
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>>5113299
>Tell them a speech about the righteousness of your cause
>Tell them that they will be rewarded after the victory
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You decide to say a little speech to your people, a powerful speech that will emphasise the righteousness of your cause. Clearing your throat you say.

-Hear me, men. Some of you have never seen a battle, or have always thought that guardsmen must only protect their castle. But not anymore ! Today this will end ! Today we will march to war and crush our enemies ! Do not think that you fight for nothing, you fight to bring fire and death on the lands of those bandits, so they will not attack your families, burn the crops that feed you or destroy the holdings that we defend. Our enemies are vicious scoundrels, traitors and deserters with no honor and an appetite for blood. They will not stop raiding and pillaging until they are hanged ! No mercy for this scum.
Many of you have not fought in a pitched battle before, or even in a skirmish, but do not fear the fight ! I have already fought the Ghibellines and I know that they are not good soldiers ! They may be brave behind their shieldwall and with their crossbows but once that true knights charge them they flee or they die ! You will have only to mop up the remaining scum. The italians are not warriors, but merchants ! They count their money faster than a Normandy fishwife, let's see how fast they count their dead !
I promise that we will open a casket of good wine after the battle, and I will give every man a gold coin if he fought well !

The men cheer the last news even if they seem intrigued by your knowledge of the Ghibellines, some seem to think that the fact that they use crossbows is unbelievable. You shrug it, they have simply not a lot of experience. God seems to smile upon you because the rain stops shortly after your speech. You thank him by doing the sign of the cross and mount your warhorse. Once on it you say.

-Alright men, time to wage war !
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>>5116232

You march two and half hours more through the mud of a road freshly watered by the rain and you recognise the road ! It was the road that you took to go to the castle ! The one from the place where you killed the Saracen and his heretics. You even saw the farm of the man who had now a hunchback son. He thanked you for your help, remembering that you sent him some food.
You continued to look at the road and saw the place where you killed the heretical warriors. You continued, smiling.

Finally you came to the village of Forgotten. It was a small and poor place, a place between village and hamlet that was full of dirty peasants. All your men seemed to look at them strangely and they looked strangely at your men. You heard Cop say.

-I remember them... But they were cleaner... Is it pus that this man have on his face ?

Cop spat after seeing this. You looked more closely at the men and you saw that there was maybe only twelve people in the village, only three of them being men. All the others were women and children. The men must be in the small fields, the woods or fishing in the small and white beautiful lake nearby. Finally an old man who needed a cane to walk began to go to you. He seemed to be the village elder and said.

-How can I help you, captain Crumbling and... my Lord ? How can the humble villagers of Forgotten help you ?

You say in an authoritative tone.

-I want something to eat for my men. And to drink. We need three woodsmen too, send a child to bring them here. I came here to hang Ghibellines brigands.

The man ordered some women and children to fetch everything and one of the men, instead of a child, to run to the woodsmen. You deduced that the forest may be more dangerous than the woods in your native Champagne. But before everything was ready, to be honest we may even say right after you spoke you saw two pointy eared people running towards you from the forest. Everyone looked at them and it was obvious that they were strangers. They wore green robes of quite good quality but they were taterred and the two runners seemed exhausted. One seemed to be a man, with white hair but no wrinkles and no signs of age, and the other one was one of the most beautiful women that you saw. She had red hair and blue eyes and an otherworldly beauty that you had trouble to describe, she was tall, just like all the pointy eared people that you saw, and had high cheekbones. You noticed her pretty curves under her robes, she was slim but not flat and incredibly graceful.
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>>5116234

Once near you the white haired man collapsed, and you saw that he was struck by an arrow in the shoulder. Two of your men came to the rescue but the red haired beauty spoke first. Quite funnily she looked at Bohémond who was nearby instead of you. She clearly was a stranger and probably thought that he was the leader. To be honest you had more or less the same armor than your knights.

-Powerful Lord ! I... must beg you to help me ! My father and me... and my clan, we are merchants ! Honest wood elven merchants... we thought that... we fought that we could take a shortcut by the forest but goblins attacked us ! They ambushed us when we were pausing and slaughtered everyone. We ran from them ! Help us please ! Help !

Bohémond was quick to answer and the young knight said to the fair maiden, in true chivalric fashion.

-Do not fear my lady, we will take care of your father and you ! And we will march to slaughter the scoundrels ! I swear on the skull of Saint John the Baptist, stored into the Holy cathedral of Amiens that I will avenge you, and I will not see with my left eye until I am in battle with this Ghibelline swine ! But my lord is here, and he commands here, he decides for us.

While Bohémond put an eyepatch on his left eye the woman looked at you with hopeful eyes. What do you say ?

>Do not be afraid fair maiden, we will directly march on the Ghibellines, but we must know where they ambushed you.
>We need to wait some woodsmen that know the woods well to not be ambushed and strike the Ghibellines at their camp. (Roll of rulership +20 to see if you are quick enough to assemble them)
>A Guelph, going into Ghibelline territory. It was unwise... Tell me how much enemies they were ? And where was the attack ?
>Wood Guelphs ? You are from the Black Forest in Germany ? And for the Welf dynasty ? Are there others like you nearby ?
>My men are tired after marching, I will prefer to send scouts to locate the goblins camp and then attack. Reckless behaviour may get men killed.
>I swear on the Thorn Crown of our Lord Jesus Christ, stored into the Holy Chapel of Paris that I will not see with my left eye until I am in battle with the Ghibellines !
>Other (write in)
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>>5116236
>Do not be afraid fair maiden, we will directly march on the Ghibellines, but we must know where they ambushed you.

Time to ambush the ambushers!
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>>5116236
>We need to wait some woodsmen that know the woods well to not be ambushed and strike the Ghibellines at their camp. (Roll of rulership +20 to see if you are quick enough to assemble them)
>Offer the fair maiden a place in our hall as chivalry requires
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>>5116236
>>We need to wait some woodsmen that know the woods well to not be ambushed and strike the Ghibellines at their camp. (Roll of rulership +20 to see if you are quick enough to assemble them)
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>>5116236
>>We need to wait some woodsmen that know the woods well to not be ambushed and strike the Ghibellines at their camp. (Roll of rulership +20 to see if you are quick enough to assemble them)
>>Offer the fair maiden a place in our hall as chivalry requires
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You think about rushing to the enemy but it is a bad idea, you tell the fair lady.

-Do not worry fair lady, you will be welcomed in our hall, with your father too of course. But it is not time to rush, tell me, you came from the south ?

She nods, and tries to help some village women to take care of her father. You then say to your soldiers.

-Then we shall march to the south. But bring me the woodsmen quickly. We shall follow the tracks of the enemy and strike them at their camp. We will kill all of them at once !

The soldiers agree and your knights come together to ask for the customary favour before the battle. Godefroi, the oldest, is the first to speak.

-Monseigneur, I served your lord father faithfully and I served you in battle in France and here too. I struck down the demon full of sulphur who was the bannerman of the saracen knight that you killed. I demand the privilege of first strike against those Ghibellines.

The young Bohémond is the next one, he still has his eyepatch.

-Monseigneur, Sire Godefroi is older than me but he had the chance to cut down an enemy, I have not vanquished a foe since we are in India, give me the privilege of striking first. Let me be the first one to fell a Teuton, I will not dishonour the arms of your house. I shall take down the mightiest Ghibelline.

Then Brother Louis asked.

-Monseigneur, let me charge first. We fight today against Ghibellines and they have dared to take up arms against our Holy Mother Church and the Pope who is the Vicar of Christ. In the name of the Lord let me strike first and claim the first death ! I shall fall upon them and do great slaughter amongst these deserters.

It is an important choice, and a question that you must resolve before going to battle. What do you decide.

>Sire Godefroi shall strike the first blow, he is a valiant knight and he deserves this.
>Sire Bohémond must prove himself, and he is a brave knight. Let him charge first.
>Brother Louis has vanquished the heathen priest of Monsanto, he shall strike first against the excommunicated scum in the name of God !
>I shall strike first myself, I see you all claiming this right and you deserve it but since I shall not decide between yourselves today I will strike first myself ! The people must know that their lord is a valorous knight.

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Then because you have chosen to assemble the woodsmen I will let you roll a d100, rulership+20 so if you manage to do less than 50 you will have time to ambush the ghibellines while they carry their loot back to their camp, and if not then they will already be at their camp.
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Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5117456
>>I shall strike first myself, I see you all claiming this right and you deserve it but since I shall not decide between yourselves today I will strike first myself ! The people must know that their lord is a valorous knight.
Show these people how it’s done
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5117456
>>I shall strike first myself, I see you all claiming this right and you deserve it but since I shall not decide between yourselves today I will strike first myself ! The people must know that their lord is a valorous knight.
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5117456
>>I shall strike first myself, I see you all claiming this right and you deserve it but since I shall not decide between yourselves today I will strike first myself ! The people must know that their lord is a valorous knight.
This is looking bad
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You tell your men in a serious tone.

-I shall strike first myself, I see you all claiming this right and you deserve it but since I shall not decide between yourselves today I will strike first myself ! The people must know that their lord is a valorous knight.

They are a bit sad but they seem to agree. Well, after all it is a proof of bravery on your part. You decide to wait for the woodsmen and they take forever to come. Really, you lose a bit less than an hour waiting them and when they led you to the south you understand that they are probably inbred.
You are not a man of great knowledge about this but you know how to breed good dogs. You know that you must cross good dogs and they will produce good dogs too, directly or after a generation or two. It is why noblemen intermarry and why your mother is a cousin of your father. They are from two pure Frankish bloodlines of beautiful bearing who inherited from many valiant knights and noble ladies. And you inherited their good looks too.
When you look at these peasants you understand what it will be to cross bad dogs with bad dogs for generations and generation. The levels of stupidity that you see on the faces of these woodsmen, or that you hear in their words when they seem to not really know their right from their left before a very disturbed Ancel make you think that you are in Britanny. Finally those three dimwits manage to lead you to the site of the ambush. You see some rests of bodies of pointy eared people and you see with disgust that most of them have been maimed after their deaths ! Some of them lack an arm, or a leg and for most of them only heads and bones remain. They are stripped of their clothing, a common thing when brigands are involved. Some of your men vomit at this spectacle. Only the small Scotsmen seem to not be disturbed by it.

Crumbling says.

-Goblin work... these bastard must have wanted to eat them... Or feed them to their beasts... Everything valuable have been carried away.

You nod and then Ancel says.

-Messire ! Look ! We can see the tracks of these men ! They had really small feet ! And they were light... We can follow them.

You agree. You will need to follow the tracks of the Ghibellines to attack them. But you are disturbed, you knew that Germans and Italians ate strange things but cannibalism... They were excommunicated maybe but they were Christians once... What does this mean ?
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>>5118535

You ride before your men for one small hour and it is in the beginning of the afternoon that you see the three woodsmen and Ancel run towards you in panic. The three peasants simply cry « AAAAAAAAH » while your Ancel screams.

-Messire ! Messire ! Help ! Help !

You answer.

-You saw the Ghibellines ?

He runs towards you saying.

-Yes messire ! But they saw me ! Spiders ! Spiders everywhere ! Aaaaaaah !

And when he manages to get to your position, in a quite cleared forest, you see strange beings coming from the trees. Strange and terrifying beings ! You have to calm your warhorse who sees them with suspicion. And you see this too... Godefroi does the sign of the Cross just like Brother Louis while Bohemond removes his eyepatch, not believing what he sees.

Spiders ! Spiders of gigantic size ! Larger than hunting hounds but smaller than ponies ! Awful spiders with lots of evil looking eyes and legs and mandibles ready to infect you with deadly poison ! You always hated spiders and this moment made you understand that God has truly sent you a trial. A dozen of spiders were running towards your men.
But more strangely there was more than this spiders ! They had riders ! On each spider a small green man seemed to be crouched and attached to a kind of primitive quasi saddle. These green men were no bigger than children but they were armed with spears and shields some of them carried small javelines. They were armored with a strange patchwork of mail and metal that they must have found on long time dead people. Some had leather or wooden armor even ! Most of them used wooden buckets as helmets with holes to see in it like a parody of true knights. Those who favoured javelines were helmeted more strangely, some wearing simply silk or clothes on their heads like saracen infidels and others wearing small wooden pointy parodies of helmets made from kitchen bowls and other mundane things attached together instead. But one of them was better equiped. He had a true metal helmet and a patchwork of mail and steel as armor. And his shield was not round or very primitive but a very old knightly shield. Painted on those tattered shields and on them were arms that you recognised : the three sable lions on an or field of the House of Hohenstaufen !

You looked at this and you heard Godefroi say.

-Spiders... Spiders the size of a pony ! It’s impossible !

At the same time Captain Crumbling seemed astonished too, but maybe for another reason.

-Armoured Goblins ? With human looking heraldry ? It’s impossible !

Your men seemed to be shocked by the appearance of this ennemies. You had not a lot of time. You saw that the spider riders seemed to stop and the one with a metal helmet, probably the leader, looked at his men and began to talk but you could not hear. You supposed that he thought that they were chasing peasants and did not await to see so much soldiers. You had a decision to take. What do you do ?
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>>5118536

>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the spider of this strange Ghibelline knight and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
>Try to taunt the Ghibelline knight to challenge him in single combat. But there is not mutha honor, even if he rides a satanic beast he is very small and looks puny.
>Tell a speech to your men to raise morale, but it can be interrupted.
>Order your footmen to form a shieldwall to advance, and your crossbowmen and archers to fire at these beasts. It is not very honourable but it can distract the enemy.
>Order some of your men to prepare an ambush and bait the ennemy raiders with a false retreat.
>Ask your knights and your captain for their opinion while the Ghibellines are figuring out what to do.
>Other... (Write in)

Choose only one option please and roll a d100 in martial. Your cavalry charge bonus may apply to any cavalry attack but remember, more risky or complicated plans have more chance to fail.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>5118539
>>Order your footmen to form a shieldwall to advance, and your crossbowmen and archers to fire at these beasts. It is not very honourable but it can distract the enemy.
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>5118539
>>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>5118539
>>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
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>>5118539
>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.

What are we, Englishmen? CHARGE!
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>>5118539
>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
This will disrubt their formation so that our footmen have a better chance of singling them out.
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>>5118539
>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the spider of this strange Ghibelline knight and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.

Just caught up after a pause in following this quest.

This is certainly not the smartest option, but we are no coward and we have a bonus to cavalry actions.
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>>5118539
>Strike first and charge the goblin leader with a warcry, point your spear towards the rider and tell your cavalry to follow. 4 against 12, but they are small and you are french knights.
Hopefully it'll turn out like Patay instead of Crecy or Golden Spurs
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>>5119821
I mean...at golden spurs didn't they charge uphill against trenches and fortifications against infantry or something? That isn't the case here.
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>>5119821

When Lord Charles of Local saw the Ghibellines great was is grief ! He thought that he will never let those foul beasts defile his fair land and this nefarious Teutons pillage his peasants.

He spurred his mighty steed, Bucephalus it was called, and charged into the fray. He screamed his « cri d’armes » that rallied for a long time the men of his family and multiple others too.

-Montjoie ! Saint Denis !

It was the insign of Philippe, the Fair king of France who ruled from the City Island, the insign that rallied his knights in dire need and who called all those loyal to the house of Capet. How beautiful he was, the son of Lord Foulques who charged first on the plains of local with oak lance in his hand and battle cry on his lips.
He added :

-Passavant li meillor !

Wich meant that he dared the bravest of the ennemy to ride against him. And the bravest advanced. He was called von Grün and there was no better bannerman in all of Swabia. He struck the spurs of his spider and advanced, daring our Frenchmen to come fight him. He told Lord Charles.

-Foolish is the king that sent you to India ! And today fair France will lose her glory and Philippe the Iron King his bravest bannerman !

When Charles heard him, he was angered ! A just fury erupted into him after the insults of the excommunicated miscreant. He struck him with his lance, putting good steel to work and sturdy oak to finish the rest. He opened the Ghibelline’s chest busting his chainmail and struck his spider steed to, pinning it to the soil and leaving man and spider impaled as a grisly trophy. Oh ! How much the ladies of Cologne, Trier and Sienna will weep for him ! But Sire Charles was not done, he drew his sword with a golden guard and said.

-Never France will lose her glory, vile deceiver ! Strike true, Frenchmen, the first blow is ours, we are within our rights and these apostates are wrong !
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>>5119892

Well, it is how you expected to hear the minstrels and troubadours singing about you and magnifying your feats in a song, but it will rhyme and be better sounding. To be honest practically everything was true, well your warhorse was not called Bucephalus but Daisy and you did not knew the name of the Ghibelline. Nor he was very brave to be honest.

When you charged the enemy seemed to be completely taken aback by such audacity and when you screamed your warcries you saw that the iron helmeted Ghibelline was not trying to fight you but to recoil. You heard that Brother Louis was the first to follow you, after all he was a Templar and he swore to never refuse a one on three battle against infidels. Your other bannermen followed too, rallying to your warcry. It was beautiful until some enemies began to try to throw javelins at you. Most of them missed but one of them got you right in the head and it did not do many things. A throwing weapon against a steel helmet was not dangerous and the thing simply bounced off your helm. You continued to charge and only at the last moment you lowered your lance at the same time than the Ghibelline leader who finally tried to advance to not be simply killed. You doubted that he was german, probably a small Italian, but you never saw such small, green and pointy eared Italians too... maybe it was a local. Well, you will think about it once it will be killed. He cried something in a language that you never heard, it sounded like.

-Schlabadabadabada ! Derekedede ! Conradinoudaaaa !
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>>5119894

Your lance struck him, but not his spider and if the man was beautifully pierced and put out of his misery. You totally destroyed his pitiful armor but his steed, or better say his spider, was alive and it was just at this moment that you saw that she had iron spikes added to her spider legs. The beast tried to bite Daisy but your warhorse sent a hoof in the skull of the creature who retreated but managed to slash the cloth of the caparison and lightly injure your horse. Fortunately it was not deep and probably not poisonous. But at the same time two Ghibellines rushed at you. From the right one equipped like a Saracen and from the left one armed like a knight. You had only the time to raise your shield against the enemy's spear from the left but the other managed to hit you with a makeshift saber. But the weapon was of iron and not of steel and what use was a saber against chainmail. You tried to draw your sword, letting go of your lance but the damn thing was stuck. You damned the servant who readied it and parried a new blow from the left. From the right fortunately Bohémond impaled the spider of the Saracen looking Ghibelline and the small green warrior fell. Finally you managed to draw your sword and struck the pesky Saracen in the head. It was a good blow, half his head was gone and blood and brain fell into the plain. You then hit the Ghibelline pseudo knight who parried but realised lately that he was too weak for this. You were a tall man and a strong one and he was puny. You cut him in his shoulder, breaking his pitiful leather armour and he fell from his steed. You then plunged your sword for a mighty thrust against the beast and impaled it's head.

You looked around you, the battle was glorious and you saw that on the left two spider riders were fleeing but unfortunately Godefroi was thrown from his horse and under a spider who had managed to jump on him after scaling a tree. Your old bannerman managed to impale it, being a good warrior, and the thing was dead but it was on him and his sword was stuck inside of it while the rider of the beast raised his scimitar against him.

>Go help Godefroi
>Pursue the riders
>Locate one of your knights (it's hard to see everyone with your closed helmet) and tell him to do one of the tasks
>Other (write in)

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>>5119841

Glad to see you again good sir and at Golden Spurs the field was muddy if I remember well, it was practically a swamp so the cavalry was bogged down and had no space to maneuver
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>>5119895
>Go help Godefroi
>Shout to Louis and Bohémond to pursue the enemy riders.
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>>5119895
>Go help Godefroi
Better hope our footmen followed us into the charge
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>>5119952
+1

Don't let those cowards flee unmolested!
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>>5119895
>>Go help Godefroi
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>>5119952
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You look at the field of battle and you see that six spider riders and their mounts are dead on the field, if you add the two that are running you understand that only four remain. One of them lost his mount and is attacking Godefroi and the three others are around you and your knights, hesitating, one throws a javelin to brother Louis that parries it with his shield. Seeing the situation you charge towards the Ghibelline trying to fight Godefroi and you cry to your men.*

-Pursue the fleeing riders ! The day is ours ! Brother Louis, Bohémond ! Slay them all !

You then try to charge the accursed Ghibelline with his scimitar that sees you and tries to dodge. Unfortunately it is hard to strike such a small being and if you wanted to cut it’s head beautifully you only manage to get him in the face with your sword. His turban does not protects him and he gets cut in the jaw, loses a few teeth and is probably mortally wounded. You look and see that Bohémond is pursuing the enemy while two of them attack the Templar knight. But where is the last, you then look up and see that his spider has crawled on a tree and it is ready to jump at you ! You ready your sword to defend yourself when a volley of arrows and crossbow bolts fly towards the beast and it’s rider, à Ghibelline with a spear equiped in leather and wood. Most of the weapons miss but one arrow wounds the spider and a bolt strikes the shield of the rider. Seeing this he turns tail and run in the trees. This « knight » was cowardly like a fat Pisan merchant !
Brother Louis managed to dodge the strike of a spear and strike with his weapon but the spider that he thrusted for recoils. Fortunately you see with pleasure that the old captain crumbling comes to his help and strikes the other Ghibelline rider that tried to get to the back of your knight with a powerful thrust from his sword. The old man still had strength because he managed to impale the fiend. The rider that just dodged Louis tried to run seeing Crumbling, Louis and your footmen running behind to help. Fortunately for him he managed to do exactly this. The spider whose rider was slain by your old captain trying to jump on the back of Louis warhorse who stopped to kick it. The Templar saw this and had to turn himself around with his horse to impale the beast. The day was yours ! At the last news four riders managed to run, Bohémond pursued two and you had lost nobody. Ancel stopped the dismounted horse of messire Godefroi and you dismounted to help the knight. Godefroi said.

-Thank you monseigneur ! Thank you... This was a beautiful fight, you struck this abominable Ghibelline like a true baron.

You looked at the body and saw that your footmen already achieved him... Well maybe it was not a good idea to slaughter knights who might be ransomed. You asked Crumbling.
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>>5121005

-Crumbling, tell me, what are your customs with these little green Ghibellines. Do you ransom them ? And this dead man, is he Schamann ?

You pointed with your sword at the metal armored one. But the old man answered no to both your questions.

-Goblins are vermin my Lord, they do not care for their men... And no, it is not the Shaman, maybe it was one of their servants... I never saw such goblins imitating humans... But you showed them ! Hah !

Everyone cheered when you saw Bohémond coming back to you in haste.

-Monseigneur ! Monseigneur ! Ghibellines ! All small and green ! More than a hundred, all on foot ! A small numbers are equipped but the rest look like common bandits ! But they have a beast ! A mighty beast ! I managed to kill one of the fleeing riders and his spider but the other one simply climbed on a tree and his spider fled from branch to branch, he was lost, I followed him because his beast was slower than mine and I found their camp.... But by Saint André I was born and baptised and never saw what I saw today ! Truely these Ghibellines do not look like Ghibellines... Well they have the Hohenstaufen blason but why are they green ? Maybe they ate too much vegetables and became weak and sick like some peasants ? But whatever, the Ghibellines seem to be preparing for battle.

Everyone looked at eachother... It will be a difficult battle. And you thought about his theory about vegetables, you shall be careful about what you see. You thought about the beast, what do they have in India, dragons ? Elephants ? Well your friend Bohémond could recognise a dragon but he never saw an elephant just like you.. You needed your Templar to know what it was. What are your orders.

>We shall advance in good order and prepare to fight. If the ennemy has only infantry numbers do not matter.
>There is too much of them ! Retreat !
>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
>It would be wise to scout with the cavalry, to see what is this beast.
>other (write in)
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>>5121006
>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
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>>5121006
>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
>It would be wise to scout with the cavalry, to see what is this beast.

What is this beast?
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>>5121006
>>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
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>>5121006
>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
>It would be wise to scout with the cavalry, to see what is this beast.
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>>5121006
>We shall make a small halt to bandage your horse, even if it is very lightly wounded, and attack then.
>It would be wise to scout with the cavalry, to see what is this beast.
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>>5121789

You dismount your horse and try to calm it, seeing the small wound that it has you order your men to take care of it. You need to scout after all and you say to your men to take care of your horse while you mount the steed of your brave Godefroi. You order quickly.

-We need to scout the ennemy camp, Sire Bohémond, Brother Louis, to me !

You order your men to advance and and you begin to try to see the enemy camp while Crumbling and Godefroi lead your men and Ancel heals your horse. Normally you would try to supervise this process but you needed to see the enemy positions to plan the battle. You ride for five minutes and see that the Ghibellines are assembling, and that they are numerous !
They occupy a makeshift camp that smells very badly and you see that the surviving spider riders have returned to it. Small green Ghibellines with pointy ears, sometimes only dressed in a loincloth try to assemble and to arm themselves but most of them have only knives or primitive wooden clubs. But more or less twenty Ghibellines are heavily armed, or as heavily as the riders. They have buckets as helmets and some have leather armor. Most of them have pavises and spears but some have makeshift light crossbows. Every pavise is painted in yellow and decorated with three black lions, the emblem of house Hohenstaufen. You understand that the enemy is in a hurry and any attack can cause great mayhem, you hesitate to charge with your two men and slay some enemies before retreating but you are stoped when you see an enormous beast. You do the sign of the cross while Bohémond says.

-Look monseigneur ! It is this beast ! I never saw that !

Effectively, the creature was terrifying. It walked on two legs, and was gigantic ! It was high like two men and covered in scales, it seemed to have a sticky skin and had enormous teeth. Each arm of the beast was covered by a great shield painted in the colors of the Hohenstaufen. The beast seemed to protect a strange Ghibelline covered in feathers and talismans that was brewing something in a cauldron. You thought that he was a kind of local healer, you tried to see if a German mercenary was visible around this strange small green creatures but no trace of this Schamann was seen.

You looked at the great beast and at your men, and Bohémond said.

-How to vainquish that beast... It seems very powerful...

Fortunately the wise Brother Louis had an answer.

-It is a Turtle monseigneur, I have seen illuminations of these beasts in manuscripts. It is a creature from the seas and waterways of India. It is always shielded and lives in the water but it can sometimes walk on land. It is an enemy of the dragon and use shields to protect itself against it... We need to strike it’s back, it is not armored...

You agree with this, and reassure your knights while you ride back to your lines. In due time because you see some Ghibelline archers trying to advance against you.
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>>5122227

Once you reach your lines you take back your horse and let Godefroi mount his and you order your infantry to follow. You try to calculate the strength of Ghibellines there and you deduce that there is 20 or so armoured footmen and more or less one hundred light infantry.

When your men arrive in view of the enemy all of them seem to be taken aback, the Ghibellines have formed what looks like a battle line, it’s center being the armoured Ghibelline while the lightly armoured troops equiped with junk and some bows are behind them and on the flanks. The last riders are on the right. The Turtle protects the cauldron brewing healer and he seems to make one or two Ghibellines drink from it. Seeing this force Ancel exclaims.

-Mortecouille ! It stinks messire ! I never smelled such stench and my father was a dung collector !

It was true, these beast had no hygiene but your soldiers seemed panicked by another thing. You heard Cop say.

-They have armoured a water troll... May the Heavens protect us...

They seemed to fear something, you did not knew what a water troll was but it was not the time to lose countenance. You already lost the element of surprise and you were one against six but the enemy was weak and puny and you never doubted the fact that they will begin to run. They seemed to not be very brave. The remaining spider riders were on your right. Godefroi said.

-Monseigneur, I suggest we charge the pavise men, we will slaughter them and break their lines. The infantry shall follow us. Once we will have trampled the well equiped ones under our steeds it will only be a slaughter. Clubs and daggers will not do anything against chainmail... But this beast...

You correct him.

-À turtle, it is a turtle. We will kill it, do not worry.

It was time to give your orders. What do you do.

>We will follow the battleplan of Sire Godefroi. A frontal charge against the best enemy. They are puny and on foot, their pavises will not protect them.
>We will charge the left flank of the enemy, it is not supported by cavalry and it will break.
>We will charge the right flank of the enemy and kill light infantry and spider riders to send them running.
>We will wait for the enemy to attack and counter charge with the cavalry. Order the men to form a shieldwall.
>Ask Crumbling, he may not be the most experienced in pitched battles but he knows the locals and their tactics.
>A small speech may raise the morale of your men that seem worried.
>We will do a fake retreat to bait the enemy into an ambush.
>Ask where is Schamann, he seems to be not there, maybe he is flanking our position and ambushing us.
>Retreat, there is too many enemies.
>Other (write in)
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>>5122228
>>We will follow the battleplan of Sire Godefroi. A frontal charge against the best enemy. They are puny and on foot, their pavises will not protect them.
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>>5122228
>>We will follow the battleplan of Sire Godefroi. A frontal charge against the best enemy. They are puny and on foot, their pavises will not protect them.
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>>5122228
>We will follow the battleplan of Sire Godefroi. A frontal charge against the best enemy. They are puny and on foot, their pavises will not protect them.
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You look one last time at the turtle and you order your men.

-Soldiers, it will be simple, we charge the center of the enemy, you follow us, cut down any Ghibelline that survives our glorious charge ! Do not break the shield wall and follow your knights ! Montjoie !

Your lance, that you took back from the body of the spider rider is ready and you shout "Montjoie" a second time while your knights follow you in a glorious charge. It is a true battle, not won by trickery and unchivalrous means but by pure skill at arms and bravery. Truly, the enemy may have numbers but you are so much above it's puny footmen that you laugh at them. Your own pedestrians troops follow you, screaming their battlecries even if you see some of them firing crossbow bolts and arrows into the enemy line.
You see the enemy line approaching and the puny green vermin tries to fire crossbow bolts, and arrows. You even see some of them trying to hurl stones at you with slings. But this barrage is not impressive and you trust your steed to be still alive after you crossed the distance towards the enemy. The pavise Ghibellines try to form a line, confident in their numbers but you see that the 15 of them take as much place as your four knights, the impact will be terrible. You point your lance towards a paviseman that seems to try to point his shorter lance at you while you ready yourself for the battle. You see the enemy unsure of himself once you are close and you understand that these green runts are not Hennuyers or Brabançon infantry, not even Navarrese. They are marauders, not true warriors. It will be a slaughter ! Projectiles fly in your direction. You pray the Archangel Michael, leader of the Celestial Armies and patron of France to give you strength right before the contact.

>Roll a d100, with your choice you gain a bonus of +10 that will be added to your cavalry bonus of +20 because you choose a purely martial build. Your plan will be successful if you roll 80 or less. I will take the average of the first three rolls, good luck. Closer is the roll to 1, better will be the outcome.
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>5122874
Montjoie Saint Denis!
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Rolled 79 (1d100)

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Rolled 98 (1d100)

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>>5123113

Your charge was mighty even if you received a crossbow bolt in the arm. Fortunately it only pierced your chainmail and was lost in your gambeson, a bit more to the right than your harm. You took a stone in the ankle too and it hurt a bit but nothing too extreme. You impacted the Ghibelline pavise men and struck one of the pavises with your lance. The Ghibelline behind it fell and your warhorse trampled him.

It trampled another pavise man and you struck with your lance killing a crossbowman. The runts before you began to run. You hit with your sword like your Templar friend while Godfrey favored the mace and Bohemond the axe. Behind you your infantry began to slaughter the lightly armored enemy and the Ghibellines panicked. They were probably peasant levies and you laughed at them. You thought that the time of the pursuit has begun, it was always the time where most enemies were killed.

You began to strike against some fleeing archers and slingers but you saw the strange Ghibelline quitting his cauldron with two small green men covered in strange substances they had burning torches in hand, it must be the two men that were drinking from his cauldron.
The powerful turtle covered them and roared while the healer cried something that sounded like.

-Schlubadagada ! Baralawala ! Conradinoudaaa ! Kikikikikikikikikiki !

All the assembled Ghibellines that fled were encouraged by his presence and some of them began to rally and to try to pin your infantry down, Crumbling tries to lead it while it is attacked by the remaining riders and some fanatised Ghibellines. All the attackers cried in unison.

-Conradinoudaaaa ! Kikikikikikiki !

You remark that the warhorse of brother Louis is wounded and that he could not extract himself from the mass of ennemy infantry to pursue them. So he is stuck with captain Crumbling and your men. They all strike well and kill many enemies but they are encircled. Since you have broken through the enemy formation Captain Crumbling screams to you pointing at the Ghibelline with amulets.

-My Lord ! The Shaman ! Kill him, it will break their morale !

You have Godefroi and Bohémond with you, it is time to take a decision.

>Charge the back of the Ghibellines that are encircling your troops, it will probably create panic.
>Try to kill Schamann, but he is protected by two torch bearing Ghibellines and the mighty turtle.
>Tell your knights to charge the back of the enemy and try to attack Schamann alone, maybe even provoking him in single combat.
>Other (write in)
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>>5123329
>>Tell your knights to charge the back of the enemy and try to attack Schamann alone, maybe even provoking him in single combat.
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Some half-naked green-skinned german muttering satanic verses will not harm us, we are armoured in faith and in steel, he will be easy pickings for us. Especially with our mudcore aura. Dealing with the turtle at the same time will prevent either from interfering with our separate battles and felling both at the same time will truly demoralise the Ghibellines.
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>>5123329
>>Tell your knights to charge the back of the enemy and try to attack Schamann alone, maybe even provoking him in single combat.
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>>5123332
>>5123376

I'm terribly sorry dear gentlemen but I forgot to tell you to roll martial. After all it will be a dangerous fight.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>5123385
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>5123329
>>Try to kill Schamann, but he is protected by two torch bearing Ghibellines and the mighty turtle.
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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>5123385
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>>5123329
>>Charge the back of the Ghibellines that are encircling your troops, it will probably create panic

Captcha: HAAAG
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>>5123329
>Charge the back of the Ghibellines that are encircling your troops, it will probably create panic.
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>>5123332
>>5123376
>>5123396
>>5123691
>>5124619

Well it seems that there 2 votes for trying to kill Schamann alone and letting the knights charge the back of the enemy and 2 votes for charging the back of the enemy with your knights.

We will try to choose between these two, if someone in the next 2 hours wants to change it I will let him do this. If not then I will roll a die and we will see what wins.
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>>5123329
>Tell your knights to charge the back of the enemy and try to attack Schamann alone, maybe even provoking him in single combat.
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>>5123332
>>5123334

Well said good sir, against faith and gallantry nothing can prevail.

>>5123376
>>5123391
>>5123396
>>5123402
>>5123691
>>5124619
>>5125061

Seeing your men in a difficult posture, surrounded by a mass of Ghibellines you say to your two knights.

-Sire Godefroi, Sire Bohemond ! Strike at the back of the enemy troops, I will deal with the enemy commander myself !

They seemed impressed and Godefroi said.

-But monseigneur, this beast is twice as big and as large as a man ! Do not you want...

You cut him and focus on the turtle that is trying to shield Schamann the German from arrows with his shields. You tell then.

-Do not worry sire Godefroi, with the help of God and the intercession of Saint Georges and The Archangel Saint Michel I will cut down this creature ! Now charge ! We have enemies to slay !

And you launch your powerful charger towards the enemy. Your blade is held high and is red from the blood of the Ghibellines. You cry to Schamann.

-Passavant li meillor ! I defy you vile German scum ! Your emperors are dead and you are excommunicated ! Fight me to end all of this if you dare !

Schamann muttered something and pointed his baton at you, then he looked at the baron as if he awaited that something worked. Then he taped on the skull and tried to fix it. But you had enough and you began to charge towards him. He literally pushed his two torch bearers in your direction and they began to run towards you like maniacs. They seemed to be crazy and had foam in their mouths. They were covered in a curious substance and five meters before contact they put their torches on themselves ! This substance was apparently combustible because the Ghibellines burst in flames and their flaming corpses continued to run towards you. Such sense of sacrifice for their Master was worthy of the Saracen hashashins ready to die in a single order of their grandmaster !
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>>5125144

Your charger was panicked ! Two burning men were running towards it and she was running towards them ! To be honest you were panicking too, what was this ! You will never admit it but you were a bit afraid. Your horse began to try to run and to knock you down, it was in complete panic, especially because a part of it’s caparison was on fire. You did not manage to stay in the saddle and you fell on the ground. Fortunately you fell on a Ghibelline tent and you had nothing broken. The two Ghibellines had sacrificed themselves while your horse has run away. You hoped one of your men would be able to catch it.
You had still your axe, your shield, your sword and a small dagger so you were not defenceless when Schamann tried to throw some kind of bones in the soil and move his baton over them. It was probably trying to call the devil so you advanced on this heretic with your sword drawn. Well, the devil did not appear and the green skinned German brewer threw it on the ground and jumped on it multiple times in frustration. Finally he saw that you were far closer that he would have wanted and he touched the leg of the Turtle, who seemed to be contemplating a pile of detritus with great interest and pointed towards you.
When you were on foot this beast was even more impressive. It’s two shields attached to it’s arms could probably crush you. The situation seemed to be delicate... What to do against such a monster ?

>Fight conservatively to win time, the beast is not quick and it has not a very long reach since it has only shields. You can dance around it and wait for an opportunity to attack (small risk, small reward)
>Montjoie ! You will be the first knight to slay a turtle in single combat ! Dodge a shield blow, or wait a charge and bypass the thing, it's legs are not armored, strike the knee with a mighty trust (higher risk, higher chance to kill the beast)
>Retreat, but the beast has longer legs than you !
>Try to reignite the torch of a fallen torch bearer, maybe the beast fears fire like a lot of animals.
>Other (write in)

Regardless of this you will do a roll of Martial for this epic duel.
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>5125145
>>Montjoie ! You will be the first knight to slay a turtle in single combat ! Dodge a shield blow, or wait a charge and bypass the thing, it's legs are not armored, strike the knee with a mighty trust (higher risk, higher chance to kill the beast)
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5125145
Somehow, something tells me a water troll will not have its regeneration hampered by fire.

>Fight conservatively to win time, the beast is not quick and it has not a very long reach since it has only shields. You can dance around it and wait for an opportunity to attack (small risk, small reward)

Be steadfast brother's, do not let bloodlust and delusions of grandeur delude you into charging headlong towards a beast of such size!

Our loyal companions will soon be behind the turtle while we distract it, then it will be all over for this beast of India!
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>5125145
>>Montjoie ! You will be the first knight to slay a turtle in single combat ! Dodge a shield blow, or wait a charge and bypass the thing, it's legs are not armored, strike the knee with a mighty trust (higher risk, higher chance to kill the beast)
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5125145
>Fight conservatively to win time, the beast is not quick and it has not a very long reach since it has only shields. You can dance around it and wait for an opportunity to attack (small risk, small reward)
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It seems that we are in a tie. We need one more man to roll and choose to break it.
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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>5125145
>Fight conservatively to win time, the beast is not quick and it has not a very long reach since it has only shields. You can dance around it and wait for an opportunity to attack (small risk, small reward)

I would gladly Montjoie, but these final rolls conspire against such bold, courageous action. Best to tire the best out than attempt glory.
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>>5125145
>>Fight conservatively to win time, the beast is not quick and it has not a very long reach since it has only shields. You can dance around it and wait for an opportunity to attack (small risk, small reward)
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>>5125168
>>5125200
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>>5125868

Seeing the size of your enemy you decide to fight cleverly and to not try to attack it. The shields of the turtle are gigantic and it is twice your head. Plus your men are fighting there and seem to be winning. If only you could distract the creature to maintain this favourable statu-quo you could be victorious.

You let the beast charge you and dodge on the left but it tries to smash you by moving it’s shielded arm in your direction. You move back to avoid it and see an opening but you do not press it because you understand that it is a trap, the creature preparing to strike you with it’s other shield.

The beast is frustrated and tries to literally jump on you. It wants to crush you with it’s mass. You run forward and duck and it crashes on the ground. You have an opening and you slash the beast but you see with horror that your weak slash is quite quickly closed. The skin of the beast closes around the wound and it seems that it heals ! It can heal your weak slash in seconds ! The beast rises then and you have to dodge a new time... Is the beast protected by God ? No, probably it is dark magic, it has consorted with the devil ! This turtle must be a kind of serpent after all these beasts are favoured by the devilish forces. You will need to strike with mighty trusts to kill it.

You dodge a new attack, then a new, and a third one. You then hit it’s left shield and it moves it’s arm to try to crush you with it, you go back and do the same with it’s right shield. Apparently it is angry by this because it attacks a new time. You are a bit tired but your zeal keeps you fighting, but the beast is tired too, it is slower and clearly not accustomed to fight in armor. Behind the beast you see that the Ghibellines are running. Your men are victorious and are slaughtering the slowest bandits. What do you order them ?

>Tell your men to help you against the turtle.
>Tell them to stand aside
>Tell them to capture Schamann
>Do not order anything, focus on the fight, the beast is not dead yet. (Bonus on the fight but their actions will be randomly rolled by your QM)

Then there is the question of your tactics against the beast. You begin to understand it’s tactics, you are a fast learner in battle after all.

>Try to use the environment, go behind a Ghibelline tent and use your smaller size to hide and strike the beast by surprise. (Moderate risk, moderate reward)
>You will wait for it to attack with it’s two shields close then hit them one after another, and then attack it from the front. (Highest risk, highest reward)
>You will dodge and attack it’s knee it will stop the thing from being able to walk, then you will go behind it and strike it with your axe. (High risk, high reward)
>You will continue to fight conservatively, letting your men do the job of killing the foul beast by attacking behind it. (Lowest risk but no chance of killing it in single combat)
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>>5125984
>>Tell your men to help you against the turtle.
>Try to use the environment, go behind a Ghibelline tent and use your smaller size to hide and strike the beast by surprise. (Moderate risk, moderate reward)
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5125984
>>Do not order anything, focus on the fight, the beast is not dead yet. (Bonus on the fight but their actions will be randomly rolled by your QM)

>>You will dodge and attack it’s knee it will stop the thing from being able to walk, then you will go behind it and strike it with your axe. (High risk, high reward)
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Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>5125984
Forgot my roll.
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>>5125984
>Do not order anything, focus on the fight, the beast is not dead yet. (Bonus on the fight but their actions will be randomly rolled by your QM)

>Try to use the environment, go behind a Ghibelline tent and use your smaller size to hide and strike the beast by surprise. (Moderate risk, moderate reward)
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You decide to let your commanders care about the battle, after all you have a beast to slay. You pray Saint Georges and Saint Michel and try to bait the beast in a reckless attack. You will try to hide behind a tent and lose it in a territory that is full of covers and try to surprise it. With your sword in hand you begin to try to bait the beast. But it does not take the bait and does not try to go on the right or the left of the tent. It advances with it's two shields as a wall and charges your cover. The small wooden pillars that hold the tent crack and all the tent flies in your direction. You have no time to escape so you duck really low and use your shield to protect yourself ! And by chance it works ! The shields were higher than the ground and the beast could not see that a man could dodge this because of the flying dislocated tent that touched you and covered you before it was carried away by the turtle's charge.

The beast seemed to not understand how you were alive, and honestly, you were not sure too but you were ! And you were behnind it's back ! You got up in a glorious effort and thrusted at the knee, more exactly the back of the knee of the horrible beast. The creature cried an inhuman shriek and you extraded your sword. It fell on one knee but before it could turn around you plunged your sword in it's back. You thrusted with all your strenght and the momentum of a small charge and you heard that you cut through meat and bone... Unfortunately your sword was hard to extract because of the strange capacity of the beast to heal itself. Fortunately you understood that if the satanical power of the the turtle allowed it to heal your small slashes in seconds it will take long minutes to heal your thrusts. But the regrown flesh blocked your sword was a problem. The turtle tried to throw his arm back to hit you but he was handicapped by his shield and the fact that you were in his back. You recoiled and took your axe and decided to end this. You screamed.

-Montjoie ! Saint Georges and Saint Michel !
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>>5126334

You wanted to invoke saint Denis but invoking the decapitated saint before a beheading was maybe not very proper. You preferred the intercession of the patron of chivalry. You hit the back of the other knee of the Turtle with your axe, one, two, and three times and saw it fall on it's stomach. Victory was nearby. You climbed then on the body of the beast and hit him once, twice, thrice, and seven more times to cut it's enormous and regrowing neck. Finally you managed to cut it's head and it was dead. It was dead and you heard cheers. Your men were victorious and most of them saw the battle against the beast. The brave Godefroi said.

-A deed worthy of Roland monseigneur ! It will be sung in songs for eternity !

Cop the spearman was very vocal, speaking with other men, his sons amongst them.

-And how he hit it with his axe... Once, thrice... Ah ! Truly we have a lord that can slay a troll in single combat !

You smiled and saw that Brother Louis and two spearmen carrying Schamman who was bound and gagged. Victory was yours. Captain Crumbling gave some orders.

-Dispose of the Troll's body, tear out his organs so he could not regrow his head ! Quickly... And take care of the wounded...

At the same time you asked.

-How many wounded is there ?

And Crumbling answered.

-We lost Dedman, and Manitol, and Saddeth took a spear to the stomach, he will not make it... Poor lad, he has been recruited only three days ago... Orin and Moron were seriously wounded but they will survive, three others have only light wounds

Well, two spearmen and the archer dead, and a spearman and a crossbowman wounded. Could be better. You hoped that your men will survive. But lots of questions remained. You ordered to take care of the wounded but you will have to share the loot, and maybe interrogate Schamann, he probably knows if there is other Ghibellines in the region.

>Begin by sharing the loot
>Begin by interrogating Schamann
>Order your men to keep watch, maybe there is other Ghibellines around.
>Tell your men that they did well.
>Other (write in)

You can choose multiple choices.
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>>5126338
>>Order your men to keep watch, maybe there is other Ghibellines around.
>>Tell your men that they did well.

Lets secure the area and take stock of whatever loot there might be before we divvy it up.
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>>5126338
>Begin by sharing the loot

It is only fair and it will solidify the loyalty of our soldiers, the Ghibellines probably don't have enough coin to fill our coffers anyways.

>Order your men to keep watch, maybe there is other Ghibellines around.
>Tell your men that they did well.
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>>5126338
>>Begin by sharing the loot
>>Order your men to keep watch, maybe there is other Ghibellines around.
>>Tell your men that they did well.
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>>5126338
>Begin by sharing the loot
>Order your men to keep watch, maybe there is other Ghibellines around.
>Tell your men that they did well.
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You order your men to share the loot, after all it will make them happy. You are happy too, after all you have just beaten a monstrous beast and your deeds are worthy of a paladin of Charlemagne. You see that the Ghibellines have some riches after having stolen the goods of the Guelph merchants, and of other merchants too. You ask Crumbling.

-What can we keep ?

The captain answered in a comprehensive tone.

-You have the right to keep everything that was not declared as stolen, and to give as much as you want to the soldiers my lord. The elven merchants can keep their stolen goods, after all we have to give them back, but they will traditionally give us some gifts and we can tax one tenth of what was taken back, but we generally do not do it.

Interesting, you thought, very interesting. You then ordered Cop.

-I want watchmen around the camp, maybe there is other Ghibellines nearby ! Defend the position !

-Yes my lord !

You liked Cop, he was effective and never discussed orders, a true soldier. If you needed to appoint a sergeant he will be a perfect candidate you thought. You decided to assemble the men and to tell them that they did well.

Of course most of the men were happy and relieved but some were devastated, the pointy eared spearman cried for his cousin, two lads looked sadly at a dead man, and a an assembly of four soldiers were starring at Saddeth, one of the new recruits you brought here. The poor lad was clutching his stomach and crying, he was mortally wounded and his friends, two of them new recruits, one of them wounded in the arm, were looking at him dying and tried to reassure him before his death. You looked at the boy, brown hair, brown eyes, no beard, maybe sixteen years old. He seemed lost, when he looked at you you saw sadness in his eyes. He said, weakly, coughing blood.

-My...My Lord, I'm cold... It's...

You signified him to save his strength and answered.

-You did well soldier, you did well. You can be proud of what you did.
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>>5127585

You saw him closing his eyes but still clutching his stomach whose bandages were tainted in blood. You turned to the men and told them.

-Some of us have died for the others to live. We shall remember them. It is our duty to accept the risk of death against those that would harm our friends and families. The souls of those who are dead will be taken by the angels of Our Lord and brought before Him. He will say "You never betrayed your comrades. You fought well against the enemies of my Church, come to me, and seat by my side". And eternal life will be theirs. But for us, still down there we will all have a share of the loot and a drink from my wine.
It was your first battle, and I was proud of you. You held against great numbers and felled many green men. You are now feared in Sienna, Pisa and the other Ghibelline cities and everybody knows that it is best to not mess with the local lordship. When you will be old and your grandchildren will ask you, « what do you did when you were younger » you could talk about this day and be proud. Because you stood well, without panicking, against foreign hordes and you won the day ! Hooray men ! Hosannah and praise the Lord who granted us victory on this day !

The men cheer, the dying man a bit reassured and the rest understanding what they did. Before they were only here for decoration, now they had a purpose, and a leader, and it was all that men needed after all. To be led to glory by their betters.

It was time to share the loot, what do you give to everyone :

>Give everyone a small share from 20% of the loot and take 80% for yourself.
>Gibe everyone a small share from 10% of the loot and take 90% yourself
>Take all the goods of the Guelph merchants
>Take your tax of 10% on all the goods of the Guelph
>Take nothing from the goods of the Guelph, let him give some presents himself.

Then after this decision you see that three of your men, led by Ancel, have removed the gag on Schamann and are interrogating him. Ancel threatens him with his huge knife and tells.

-Tell me where is your jewellery you funny man !

The Ghibelline cries some panicked in the same strange language that he used before. Something like this.

-Shribidibidi ! Kalabalaga ! Conradinouda diroudidada !

But then one of your men, a longtime guard that was called Grug said.

-We shall drown him in his own cauldron !

And they tossed him into it, holding the green runt by the feet and throwing him inside.
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>>5127586

The Teuton tries to wriggle free but you order your men to stop, you have your own questions to ask after all. And you tell them to put him out of there. But when you put him out he spits some of the liquid of his cauldron and begins to talk... But not with his voice but with the voice of a young man that is not even twenty. And not in his language. One of the soldiers, Grug, says.

-I never heard something so ugly ! It must be the language of demons !

Oh it was not the language of demons, sort of, and Ancel quickly corrected him.

-It is Teuton soldiery ! It speaks like a goth !

Yes ! German it was speaking in German. The Ghibelline was speaking in German but with a very strange voice. You do not understand the language even if you can recognise it. What do you do ?

>Try to tell him something in French.
>Try to speak with signs.
>Try to bring Brother Louis, he knows some Latin, maybe this Ghibelline knows some latin too.
>Other (write in)
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>>5127586
>Give everyone a small share from 20% of the loot and take 80% for yourself. If the dead have family, make sure they receive the dead man's share of the loot.
>Take nothing from the goods of the Guelph, let him give some presents himself.
We must impress the fair maiden merchant after all.

>>5127587
>Try to tell him something in French.
If that fails
>Try to bring Brother Louis, he knows some Latin, maybe this Ghibelline knows some latin too.
Last resort will be speaking with signs.
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>>5127586
>Give everyone a small share from 20% of the loot and take 80% for yourself.

>>5127587
>Try to bring Brother Louis, he knows some Latin, maybe this Ghibelline knows some latin too.
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>>5127586
>Give everyone a small share from 20% of the loot and take 80% for yourself.

>Take nothing from the goods of the Guelph, let him give some presents himself.

>>5127587
>Try to tell him something in French.
if he can't understand us then
>Try to bring Brother Louis, he knows some Latin, maybe this Ghibelline knows some latin too.
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>>5127597
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You order to share the loot. There is some loot from another merchant caravan and you see that the alchemy changing gold into silver is true here too. And there is loot taken in farms. So you have some goods, pottery and other not very useful stuff but that can be sold, and some precious items like cloth and some spices. There is roughly 330 silver coins in honest money in the parts that you share but once the loot will be evaluated it is probable to be more like 500. 100 of wich will be given to the soldiers.

But there is the question of the Ghibelline’s leader. You try to speak to Schamann in french but he does not understand. He seems to know the sound of the language but not to understand it. You call Captain Crumbling and Brother Louis and the Templar tries to ask him something in latin.
And the thing answers ! Hah ! You knew that it was a defrocked priest. You asked the Templar to confirm it and he seems very confused by the Ghibelline’s answer.

-Monseigneur, he says that he is Conrad von Hohenstaufen... King of Sicily... More known by the name of Conradin.

You gasp ! What does this means ! You look around you trying to process it, why would he be a dead king... But Crumbling says.

-The goblin shaman’s are often in trance my lord, they speak with the dead and the dead guide them to lead the tribe... It... But I never heard of this Conradin... Who was he ? A kind of goblin warlord ?

You know that he was very young and fought against Charles of Anjou but you are terrified by the implications. Even if it seems true, after all the « Conradinoudaaa » the Hohenstaufen emblems. All seem to fall in place. Godefroi is the oldest of you and you know that he was in this wars when he was a boy. You tell.

-Messire Godefroi, tell them who is Conradin.

The old knight began his story and said everything he knew in a long monologue. You must admit that it was more precise than the stories of your lord father.
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>>5128033

-Well, monseigneur, Conradin is the son of Conrad IV and the duchess of Bavaria, I do not recall her name but his father was killed when he was two and he was hidden in the court of his bavarian uncles from men of the Pope and those of his bastard uncle, Manfred, who wanted to be King of the Romans himself. He is said to have been beautiful as Absalom and he spoke good latin. Manfred said to all his barons that the young Conrad was dead to be crowned king of Sicily himself.
Manfred tried to make peace with the church first but the pope refused and Manfred decided to support the Ghibellines in Italy and march on Sicily. Manfred was excommunicated for this. I was a young squire when the good king Saint Louis raised his banners against Manfred and the crown of Sicily was given to Charles d'Anjou. I marched in the crusade against the excommunicated at the battle of Bénévent... They had engaged saracens that made the bulk of their army, they had numbers but we had god and French chivalry on our side and we smashed them, Manfred was killed on the field.
So the Ghibelline came to the young Conradin who was 15 years old at that time, and asked him to lead them and he did it ! All the cities on his road rallied him and even saracens flocked to his banner ! His ally Henri of Castilla has intrigued to obtain this alliance. And before we could do something he had 6000 men, spaniards, italians, saracens and germans, all united against the just rule of Charles d'Anjou !
Our glorious Charles had less men than the enemy but the wise Constable of Champagne, Erard de Vallery had an idea. Your lord father and I were in his corps and supported it. He told to hide 800 knights behind a hill to flank the heathen forces ! This 800 gentlemen were led by Charles himself and to fool the enemy he ordered his marshal Henri de Cusances, who led the main force, to wear his armor so the enemy would not think that we had troops in ambush. Our forces were separated by a river and while Henri of Castilla attacked from the front the forces of Conradin flanked our men ! It was a difficult battle against a numerous enemy but all seemed lost when the Henri of Castilla saw our marshal and fought him ! Their duel was legendary but finally he broke the skull of Henri de Cusances with his mace ! Seeing the man with the armor of Charles dead he cried "D'Anjou is killed ! We killed their leader !" and their troops were encouraged, fighting like lions.
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>>5128035

Ah, the battle of Tagliacozzo, you remembered when your father spoke about it and you must say that Godefroi was a good storyteller. All the men, even the indians, listened to him with attention. You heard about Erard de Vallery, a great warrior, a crusader and your childhood hero, he was the Constable of Champagne and you dreamed to attain this prestigious office. Today the constable of Champagne was Gaucher de Châtillon and you can say that he taught you everything about the art of war. You imagined the time when you will lead armies, maybe you could be constable of India, it would be glorious. But Godefroi continued.

-All seemed lost when the men of Conrad managed to take the banner of Anjou, it's fleurs de lys in the hand of German knights ! Our troops began to run and the Germans began to disperse to pillage our camp. Their men were not disciplined and disparate and it is when Charles and his corps of ambushers entered in the field. Your lord father was there, I was there too, we were young men at this time and the knights from champagne fought well. We smashed through them and Charles and Erard rallied the men ! We caught the Germans unaware and I took three knights prisoners on this day. Your lord father made the Spaniards flee ! Every enemy tried to run but the abbot of the monastery where Henri of Castilla was hiding gave him to Charles and Conradin, little Conrad as the Italians told him, was captured by a Roman nobleman. And Sicily was ruled by the house of Anjou.
But his story ended when he was brought to Naples where he was beheaded on the orders of Charles d'Anjou. Thus ended the rule of the last male heir of the Hohenstaufen line. At only sixteen years old and being seen as a kind prince his death was criticised by lots of locals. And even by the supporters of the pope and the angevins. After all the kid was of an ancient and noble line and not responsible for everything. He was not as evil as his bastard uncle Manfred... And he was very dignified at his execution, we say that when he and his friend were told that they will be beheaded they do not even stopped their game of chess and acknowledged this like true gentlemen.

Your men looked between themselves and you thought about it. You had to interrogate the thing, but Crumbling talked first.

-If I did not knew that you were a good knight Sir Godefroi I would have thought that you were telling us a fantasy story... But how could the soul of a ruler that we never heard about end there ?

It was truly a great question, a very important question indeed. How could the soul of a king dead 30 years ago be here ? He was dead before you were born, maybe you were dead too and you were in purgatory ? You dreaded to think about it, but maybe bandits slit your throat... Or this Schamann used very foul magic... You needed to speak with Conradin, it was sure. To see if he was truly Conradin.
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>>5128036

>Ask "Conradin" how he ended up here.
>Ask "Conradin" why he was pillaging your lands.
>Ask "Conradin" about his life, to see if he is truly Conradin or if this is only a demon masquerading as him.
>Try to throw holy water at Schamann, if it is a demon it will die.
>Ask any other question to "Conradin"...
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>>5128037
>>Ask "Conradin" how he ended up here.
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>>5128033
WTF! Well, this certainly explains the goblin's sophistication.

>>5128037
>Ask "Conradin" how he ended up here.
>Ask "Conradin" why he was pillaging your lands.
>Try to throw holy water at Schamann, if it is a demon it will die.

We need to know the process of how his soul ended up here and away from his rightful place in heaven. Knowing why he pillages our land is also good, we can skip asking if he is a demon because we will simply verify it through more reliable means.
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>>5128037
>>Ask "Conradin" how he ended up here.
>>Ask "Conradin" about his life, to see if he is truly Conradin or if this is only a demon masquerading as him.
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>>5128037
>Ask "Conradin" how he ended up here.
>Ask "Conradin" why he was pillaging your lands.
>Ask "Conradin" about his life, to see if he is truly Conradin or if this is only a demon masquerading as him.
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The first question that comes to your mind is asking Conradin, or his spirit, it was very strange to be honest, how he ended up here. Brother Louis tried to say it in Latin and you smiled seeing the Templar struggling. He knew the basis of the language but was by no means an expert. After the answer of Conradin, in the body of Schamann but with his young voice, your Templar translated.

-He says that he was very cold, and alone, he was in the purgatory. But a white light came, a blinding white light. And then he was in the body of this Schamann who was dancing around a fire and some scenes of his life formed in the smoke of a cauldron... It is difficult to describe even for him...

Mmmh... A blinding white light, just like the light that has taken you here. By Saint Denis it was a strange thing. Magic was really something awful that must be eradicated. You then asked.

-Brother Louis, ask him why he was pillaging our lands. After all he was responsible for this...

After a small conversation in Latin brother Louis translated in good French.

-Well, he says that he did not controlled the body of Schamann but that when the man was in trance he had visions and showed visions of his past... And he could act and talk. The Indian Ghibellines did not understand him but tried to act according to the visions, arming themselves like warriors from Italy, Germany, Castilla and Saracen lands. They adopted the banners of the Hohenstaufen too. Conradin says that they seemed to be a kind of pillagers who try to survive by looting local farms and caravans.

You frowned. Well, it was truely like what Oldfossil and Crumbling said. This green Ghibellines copied what they saw in the visions of their dead. And instead of their dead it was a Hohenstaufen pretender that has been visiting them... Strange, very strange. You asked then.

-Ask him some questions about his life, to see if he is truly Conradin...

The Templar answered.

-But we do not know much... Well.. If you ask it Monseigneur...

And they began to talk for some minutes. You were bored hearing this conversation in Latin, and it made you worried for your soul. Normally you heard latin at the mass but without a priest you could not receive the Holy Communion. You were worried for your soul. Fortunately the Templar translated.

-Well he told me about his mother, his uncles, who seemed to be good men even if Louis of Bavaria betrayed him. And his friends like Frederick of Bade that accompanied him in his expedition and were beheaded with him. He says that he does not regret what he did and that he fought for his inheritance but he is sad for the men who were under his command and were executed.

Well... He seemed genuine but what to do with him ?
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>>5129132

>Keep Schamann and the spirit of Conradin in your dungeons. Ghibellines think that emperors can appoint bishops, it could be good, even if it is heresy...
>Keep Schamann and the spirit of Conradin in your dungeons. You have no right to kill someone of royal blood.
>Angevin domination ain’t free. The tree of Angevin domination gotta be littered with the blood of the Hohenstaufen. Conrad V AKA Conradin is not your king, he is a Saracen lover Ghibelline and probably excommunicated as well. Sicily and house of Anjou and not Sicily and Staufers. Praise the Pope. (Behead Conradin a second time)
>Let the kid go, maybe with some of the potion to take back control of the body of Schamann. May he find peace somewhere.
>Ask another question before deciding (Choose your question)
>Other (write in)
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>>5129136
>Keep Schamann and the spirit of Conradin in your dungeons. You have no right to kill someone of royal blood.

Gotta feel sorry for the kid.
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>>5129136
>Angevin domination ain’t free. The tree of Angevin domination gotta be littered with the blood of the Hohenstaufen. Conrad V AKA Conradin is not your king, he is a Saracen lover Ghibelline and probably excommunicated as well. Sicily and house of Anjou and not Sicily and Staufers. Praise the Pope. (Behead Conradin a second time)
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>>5129132
>Keep Schamann and the spirit of Conradin in your dungeons. You have no right to kill someone of royal blood.

Though I'd like to do...
>Let the kid go, maybe with some of the potion to take back control of the body of Schamann. May he find peace somewhere.

...if we find such a "potion".
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>>5129321
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>>5129136
>>Angevin domination ain’t free. The tree of Angevin domination gotta be littered with the blood of the Hohenstaufen. Conrad V AKA Conradin is not your king, he is a Saracen lover Ghibelline and probably excommunicated as well. Sicily and house of Anjou and not Sicily and Staufers. Praise the Pope. (Behead Conradin a second time)

Fuck Frederick Barbarossa, all my homies hate Frederick Barbarosa
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>>5129321

It was spoken like a true Christian, give that man an abbey and all it's lands. Even if he is married, who cares, only the tax revenues are important.

>>5129896

You are a based Lombard sir, you deserve to rule a company.

>>5129509

You decide to spare the kid. And order your men to lock him up in the dungeons of the castle. You order too to bring the rest of the potion in the cauldron of Schamann to the keep. After all « Conradin » appeared after Schamann was plunged headfirst into the cauldron. It means that this potion is responsible for his apparition. Well, you order your men to guard the camp and send Bohémond to Forgotten to bring carts to take the loot, the wounded and the dead out of here. There is too the question of the dead. What to do with them. You will give your dead to their families of course but the Ghibellines. Shall we burn them or give them a Christian burial ? After all they were trying to follow the footsteps of misguided heretics maybe but of Christians after all.

>Christian burial
>Burn the corpses
>Let them rot

But you continue to advance and you think about the future, you have now gained some money and you have beaten the Ghibelline raiders, it is a great victory that will pave the way to your future triumphs. With your political stability assured inside by the destruction of the idols of Monsanto and your security assured by the annihilation of the Ghibelline bandits your reign begins well. Now you will only need to deal with the heretical Baron and you will be a true Lord. Glory awaits !

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For sparing Conradin you gain +4 piety, for beating a troll in single combat like a hero of legend you loose 1 mudcore, for dealing with the Ghibellines of Conradin you win 60xp, so you are now level 2 ! Well done !
At each new even number level you could gain a new talent from an ever expanding list, at each odd number you can gain +5 on one of your 3 main capacities.
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>>5130349

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Charles de Villeroi

Class : Local Lord
Level : 2
XP : 140 (next level at 250)

Stats

Combat : 50%
Intrigue : 25%
Rulership: 30%

Piety : 30+4 = 34

Mudcore : 23-1 = 22

With 22 Mudcore you have a small field of gritty realism around you, in this field the most heavy magic will not work and supernatural abilities will not work, oh, and women will lose 4 pounds of strength of course, plus in the field the people that obey you will act more like they would be in a dark fantasy setting. Next level at 30.

Talents
Cavalry Commander : +20 to martial when you have to lead a cavalry charge or a cavalry attack. Works only when commanding shock or melee cavalry mounted on horses.

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>Choose a Talent from the list :

>Duellist : You focus in training and sparring with your knights, you gain a +10 bonus in Combat if you are fighting a lone fighter of human size.
>Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
>Lord and Master : You focus on remembering the lessons of your Lord Father about ruling the peasants with a just, but firm, paternalistic hand, you gain +10 bonus in rulership to be obeyed by the peasantry (this do not apply to craftsmen and townsmen or people not working in agriculture or mining)
>Full Harness : You focus on trying to upgrade the designs of the metallic armors that you saw in the castle, you think you have finally found a good design. This option will unlock the possibility to have an early Hundred Years War full plate harness. You could replicate the design to equip your men at arms and soldiers or take only some parts of it.
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>>5130349
>Christian burial

Following the footsteps of Christians makes the more Christian than the demon-dealing Baron Wickedson. In such godless land, even the misguided Christian deserves a proper burial.

>>5130350
>Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
To help us deal with our noble neighbors.
or
>Lord and Master : You focus on remembering the lessons of your Lord Father about ruling the peasants with a just, but firm, paternalistic hand, you gain +10 bonus in rulership to be obeyed by the peasantry (this do not apply to craftsmen and townsmen or people not working in agriculture or mining)
Droit du seigneur. We are playing a French Lord, after all.
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>>5130349
>>Burn the corpses

Its goblins!

>>5130350
>>Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.

With our upcoming meeting with the baron and potentially attempting a political marriage I think this would be the best call. Whats the term for when a husband assumes his wifes titles?
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>>5130350
>Christian burial
As malformed and savage as these men are, it is to be commended that they attempted to live as Christians in such a heathen land as India.
>Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
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>>5130349
>>Burn the corpses

>>5130350
>>Foreign Etiquette : You focus on learning Indian etiquette with Oldfossil, you gain a +10 bonus in intrigue in your interactions with the nobility of your duchy.
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>>5130349
>Christian burial

>>5130350
>Lord and Master : You focus on remembering the lessons of your Lord Father about ruling the peasants with a just, but firm, paternalistic hand, you gain +10 bonus in rulership to be obeyed by the peasantry (this do not apply to craftsmen and townsmen or people not working in agriculture or mining)

While I do desire to get our combat up to a more comfortable 70% we at least have a decent chance at combat, the problem is our enemies seem more numerous and stronger than us, so we'll have to rely heavily on tactics and them having worse combat than us. That, and we should delay confronting the hostile nobility in our duchy openly.

But, we ought not neglect that which we are not focused on, we should either git gud at navigating politics or form such a strong a prosperous realm as to be able to afford to only minorly engage in intrigues.

I would not worry about the limited scope of our talents, I'm sure later ones will give greater bonuses or be more broad or cover those categories not yet covered.
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>>5130350
>Christian burial
>Full Harness : You focus on trying to upgrade the designs of the metallic armors that you saw in the castle, you think you have finally found a good design. This option will unlock the possibility to have an early Hundred Years War full plate harness. You could replicate the design to equip your men at arms and soldiers or take only some parts of it.
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>>5130359

Droit du Seigneur, hahaha, yes. It never existed legally but it maybe exist in this world. I imagine when you will learn that you can have the right of the first night with every girl in your lordship. And definitely this right exist in "mudcore" settings so you will have it if you up your mudcore.

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>>5130857

Yes, new bonuses will be given, and you could always take ancient bonuses. Some of them will give you flat modifiers on certain categories, others will give you the possibilities to choose the best of 3 rolls or the average of the 2 best. Talents will always be situational.
About combat you will need to rely on tactics for a good moment but once you will have built a true army it will be better.
Let's not forget Mudcore and Piety that can be spent in battle. Once you will have 40 mudcore you could begin to "specialise" the same goes with piety once you will have 100 piety.

>>5130900

You see the bodies of the Ghibellines and you think that these heretics tried to mimick Christendom, even if it was from Ghibelline germans it was honourable and you can't let them rot. You order Crumbling.

-I want these green men properly buried, they may be deformed and twisted but they tried to enter in our Holy Church, even if it is by an obscure path.

He tries to protest, visibly shocked, and says.

-But, they are Goblins, vermin that shall be slaughtered ! They are evil creatures, we can simply burn them my lord...

But you silence him, in a calm voice you explain.

-Ghibellines are misguided, yes, and these men were bandits, but it does not mean that we can disrespect the dead. They were not totally heathen and we shall not treat them as such. God is merciful, he loves all his children, even when they are green and strange. They tried to live like Christian, let bury them as such...

The man thinks a bit and nods, understanding what you said.

-Your cult is not anything like we have seen here my lord. But I will obey, they tried to live like humans, we will bury them like humans yes...

You nod too and you begin to ride back to the village. Your men are already driving their wounded and the loot in carts and the Guelph merchant with pointy ears, who seems to be wounded and has a bandaged arm and shoulder, tries to direct some peasants to load his cart and thanks you for everything. His very beautiful daughter is smiling and talking with Bohémond but when she sees you she comes to salute you, with her father. The man who has white hair but does not look like he is old says in a serious tone.

-My lord, I must thank you, truly Lorraë, goddess of destiny, sent you on our path, you saved the riches of my daughter and myself and for this I shall be eternally thankful. I would be a thankless elf if I dared not to give you something. We had no time to be acquainted but I am Toplexil and this is Praetzel my daughter, it is an honor to have been saved by such a noble lord.
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>>5131289

You introduced yourself as Charles de Villeroi and he chose a kind of long falchion made from a strange metal and presented it to you. It was of good craftmanship but let's be honest, falchions are second rate equipment and are weak against armor, but he was not a weapon's merchant, well at least it was kind on his part, and the thing was pretty. It has a nice scabbard of green leather and the blade had engravings, truly it was like someone decided to take a not very useful weapon and make it very pretty. But what was this strange metal. It was sad because Italians could do quite good swords normally. The Guelph said.

-This silvear elven slisceein was made by Arbeloth the wise, it is a weapon of quality that has served a great quantity of warriors. May you be luckier than those who used it before.

Well, it was like he spoke an unknown language to you but it must be an Italian dialect, or an Indian dialect, better be polite. Well at least it was well balanced. Then the merchant came towards Godefroi, your oldest knight.

He gave him a kind of green precious stone and you were a bit jealous, you could fetch a good price for this, well, if it is not a kind of tainted glass. The Guelph said.

-This gem of power will give you vigour and the power of healing, use it wisely good sir.

Well, he sold it like a bohemian, like a gypsy seller, so it was not precious, but well it was nice at least, and your knight accepted it, maybe he will put it somewhere on his sword, it looked pretty. Then the man gave the same thing to Crumbling and you wondered if this "vigour" meant that this old men will be capable of satisfying their wife's again ? Well, it seemed to please the Guard's Captain a lot because he thanked the brave merchant like it was very precious and not gypsy "magic" that you saw on the roads of France. Next came Bohémond and the Guelph gave him a vial of water that glowed.

-May this light guide you when you will be in the darkest paths, it will never falter and never grow weak and illuminate your path even when all the torches will be extinct. It was said to be made by the fey Elecktricity.

It was strange, a vial of water that glowed in the dark ! Clearly it was magic, and magic was heresy, but you could not refuse, the man wanted to do good. Your Bohémond took it politely but seemed a bit disturbed by the thing. And how to call it ? A vial of water that glows seemed long, maybe we could call it a lightbulb. Next came the Templar and the Guelph, seeing that his leather of water was damaged by a Ghibelline spear gave him a flask of silver. It was nice of him. The Templar thanked him a lot. Then the Guelph gave something to the other Guelph, the last surviving Guelph in your army, and they spoke in their tongue. But at the end the merchant said to your simple soldiers.

-And for you all, a cask of elven wine.
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>>5131294

And all the men cheered, it was a true generous gift, even if you would give your life for a good red of Burgundy. It was your time to talk and you said.

-It is now time to go, we will return to our castle and I invite you, dear merchant, in my hall, you could tell us some tales about your travels while we will be drinking and feasting about your victory !

The merchant accepted and said.

-It is an honor for my daughter and me to be allowed into your halls.

It is time to go back, what do you do during the travel.

>Talk with the daughter of the guelph merchant
>Talk with the guelph merchant
>Talk with your knights, about your future projects
>Talk a bit with your men
>Talk with Captain Crumbling, about other threats around
>Wait, this merchant clearly gave you trash, tax the merchant for your help and expel him from your lands.

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We are already on page 10 so we will need to archive this and continue the quest in a new thread. I will try to do this tomorrow, after seeing your answers.
Tell me please if you want a small interlude (only text, not quest) at the beginning of the next thread to see the changes that you made in this universe with another point of view or if you prefer to focus on Charles ?
I am generally not a great partisan of democracy but you are all loyal banermen here so I ask your advice.
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>>5131310
>Talk with the guelph merchant

Maybe he has a good network of information to share with us regarding other places or people of interest. Or perhaps he has connections and can get goods we want or act as an intermediary on our behalf to certain parties that require more local knowledge.

>Talk with Captain Crumbling, about other threats around

We need to know we are secure before we move on to further matters of ruling or dealing with the other nobles.

We can talk with our knights in confidence later.

Since we are ending, I want to thank you for running QM, this has been a pleasure to read and very funny.

>Interlude
Yes, please.
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>>5131310
>Talk with the daughter of the guelph merchant

Time to use that French charm!
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>>5131310
>Talk with the daughter of the guelph merchant
Let's Aragon this bitch.
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>>5131310
>>Talk with the guelph merchant

Any interlude or no interlude at all is okay with me
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>>5131310
>Talk with the daughter of the guelph merchant
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>>5131310
>>Talk with Captain Crumbling, about other threats around
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>>5131310
>>Talk with Captain Crumbling, about other threats around
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>>5131428

Thank you very much for your kind words. I expect to continue this for a while. It has been a pleasure to read your suggestions too.

>>5131986

It seems that we will speak to Crumbling.

The interlude is written, I have archived the thread here https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5085315/ and I will post the next thread today



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