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749565 No. 749565 ID: 52d0bb

I am Sir Reinhard, the Disinherited. My father was the Baron Finsterwald, and I would have inherited his title had it not been for the foul calumny inflicted upon him by my treacherous cousin, Ulrich von Isengrim. Branded a traitor and convicted of sorcery, he was slain and his property (my rightful inheritance) bestowed upon the malefactor Isengrim. Left with neither land nor gold, I joined a band of holy warriors as they set to fight against evil in the northern wastes.
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No. 749566 ID: 52d0bb
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749566

Having achieved victory against the gnolls and orcs infesting the region, I parted ways with the order. Constant warfare had soothed my ambitions and resentment. With the onset of peace I grew restless with monkish life, haunted by the knowledge that my ancestral title lay in the hands of an usurper.
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No. 749568 ID: 52d0bb
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749568

Now, five years later, I have returned.

I will reclaim my birthright, by any means necessary.
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No. 749570 ID: 52d0bb
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749570

Of course, at present I am in no situation to contest my claim, either martially or socially. Members of the order are forbidden to amass personal wealth, and after weeks of travel I am left with little more than my mount, my blade, and my armor.

More immediately, it is growing dark, and this region has an evil reputation. I would prefer not to make camp here, but without gold, I would find cold welcome in Krähendorf.

>What guidance would you offer me?
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No. 749572 ID: 9876c4

You are armed, in reasonable shape, and ambitious. Surely you could find some way of earning a few coins in Krahendorf.

Alternately, find a comfortable farmhouse and demand lodging and dinner, in deference to your (defunct) rank.
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No. 749576 ID: b9aa79

I doubt a cold welcome from a town of villagers is quite as bad as a hot one from creatures lurking in the dark. A man with no money may be hard pressed to find one willing to treat wounds sustained in battle. Make your way towards town and we'll formulate a new plan there
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No. 749584 ID: 398fe1

>>749570
Can you make camp... in the town?
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No. 749585 ID: 003397

Before we make any sort of claim, we will need followers. Let's head to town, maybe a tavern to get some info as to what's going on in the area.
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No. 749602 ID: 52d0bb
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749602

It would seem, for all its dangers, the village is indeed the lesser of two evils. Mind you, tis not the ill-favor of the rabble I chiefly fear. I would do well to keep my return a secret until my position has improved someat, and the minions of the baron krähendorf no doubt infest the streets.

However, though I had not considered seeking the hospitality of the commoners, this may offer an escape from my dilemma. As it happens, such a domecile lies not far out of my route. It would do no harm to test the owner’s generosity.
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No. 749615 ID: 52d0bb
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749615

Reinhard knocks upon the door. After a brief delay, it opens to reveal a man of wary expression.

>What business brings you to my cottage at this hour, sir knight?
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No. 749617 ID: 63706e

I have returned from vanquishing hordes of evil, and for but one night, I require the kindness of a stranger. I would ask you to find enough generosity and gratitude in your heart to offer a knight lodging for but once.
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No. 749619 ID: a49576

>>749615
I seek only lodgings for the night, and will be gone upon the morrow.
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No. 749625 ID: e0c8b5

Offer a service I return for basic lodgings, chopping wood or something. Don't ask for too much though, if this isn't a reputable area might also want to stay on your guard
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No. 749626 ID: 52d0bb
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749626

"have just returned from a righteous campaign in the northlands. I seek lodgings for the night, no more"

>Ah, good knight, I do not doubt that you are as you say, and I would be honored to have you as my guest, but I doubt you would be at ease under my roof.
> I have already extended my hospitality to a man of singularly vile disposition. If you wish, you may share the guest room, for there are mats enough, but I warn you he has been a veritable plague upon me and my family, and as you seem a righteous man, I doubt you will wish to suffer him long.
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No. 749628 ID: 505f10

>>749626
We could do the man a solid and get rid of his house guest for him. Though I would prefer to know what he has done before we try to oust him.

Either way, it is the duty of the righteous to suffer so that the common people do not. (meaning, we'll help even if we don't stay)
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No. 749629 ID: 3abd97

>>749628
We might not be able to expel the vile guest for them, depending on hospitality customs.

At the very least though, our presence would serve to protect the family.
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No. 749633 ID: e0c8b5

"Thank you, you a kind man, and as long as he does not give me cause, I will not harm him. It would not like to bring violence into your house."
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No. 749634 ID: db0da2

I am confident he is no more vile than the cold outside. And if he is, then I'd be doing a good deed to prevent from bringing harm to your home.
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No. 749635 ID: 52d0bb
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749635

“What harm has he done? I have no fear for my own safety and would bring no violence into your home, but if he is so burdensome as you say, I would gladly rid you of him as payment for my lodgings”

> “Ah, good sir, I thank you, but I would not have his blood on your hands. You see, the man is a lackey of Baron Krahendorf, the lord of this land. Because of this, I dare not send him away or even chastise him for his excesses. He knows this and therefore helps himself to the larder and insults my daughters with intolerable boldness.”

I have no desire to make an enemy of the baron at this early stage, nor do I wish to reveal myself to his underlings.

On the other hand, I have not set foot within the empire for five years, and a grateful peasant may prove more reliable than a hireling barkeep, certainly more patient. The benefit of the lodgings remain.
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No. 749636 ID: 18c950

>>749635
Well, perhaps you could be of assistance by being an intolerable ass yourself?

Be careful not to drop your name at any point, and if it comes to a fight don't make the first swing, but just be a jerkbag right back at the baron's man over the course of your stay here. Drive him out via the annoyance of an anonymous interloper.

If it's obviously us and not Mr. Helpful Peasant, he shouldn't particularly get in trouble for it, and if we can keep knowledge of our identity limited to "some knight I guess" it shouldn't come back to bite us, either.

...how recognizable is Reinhard's face? If he's got a distinctive scar or unusual skin/hair color that could be a problem to this plan... since we need to eat and sleep, both of which are pretty tough with a helmet.
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No. 749644 ID: 9876c4

This is interesting. A lackey of the baron, abusing this man in his own home?

Either he is being an ass on his own time, or has been ordered to do so. Both present certain opportunities.
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No. 749660 ID: 505f10

Have you had the standard knighthood training before you were sent off? (sword, dagger, mace, lance, archery, wrestling?) Any other special skills you might find useful?

I still think it is best to try to help this man, though I do not know how best to do so.
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No. 749673 ID: 52d0bb
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749673

If Baron Krahendorf keeps the company I remember him keeping, (and by our friend's description, he seems to) enraging him will require little effort. Whether this will be beneficial is uncertain.

There are likely few enough who remember my face, Nor will my identity as the rightful baron of Finsterwald mean much to anyone other than von Isengrim and his allies. However, I expect I will need my reputation (or lack thereof) no less than my sword in the coming days, and my armor and blazon will be enough to identify me.

The barony of Krahendorf was never known for its responsible management. The baron, Albrecht, is himself little better than a bandit. It comes as no surprise he allows his minions to feed themselves at the expense of the peasantry while off duty.

Not only have I been trained for combat since I learned to walk, but I have personally partaken in five years of nearly continuous desert warfare. My knowledge of the sciences is average for a member of the nobility. I am a skilled courtier. I have an above average knowledge of theology, alchemy, occult practices and heathen rituals. I speak fluent zakasi, orcish, raukash, in addition to the eastern and western human tongues. I know how to construct any siege engine less complex than a trebuchet.
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No. 749675 ID: 18c950

>>749673
Perhaps intimidation, then? Or just a simple demonstration of chivalry? The scumbag may be willing to push around the peasantry, but would he be willing to do so in front of a knight?
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No. 749677 ID: 383927

>I have no desire to make an enemy of the baron at this early stage
>a grateful peasant may prove more reliable

Your quest is important, but you must think beyond the current moment and your own situation. You are the baron of these lands by right even if not in practice. If you would disregard your people for personal gain what kind of leader would that make you? You must think of your fellow man; forced to quarter the men of your enemy and you would pass by this offence because you value your future above the lives of a family that you yourself sought generosity and kindness from. To do nothing here is to disregard the lives of the subjects who's duty as baron it is your job to defend.
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No. 749679 ID: a964ae

>>749677

Exactly. Peasants, of which there will always be, will be more willing to help you than these ruffians who will be nothing once you are in charge.

And use your knightly status for something in the encounter with this ruffian. Intimidation, perhaps?
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No. 749684 ID: 9876c4

Let's go softly. If we obviously intimidate this man, he will surmise that we don't care if we make an enemy.

We don't, but that's too much free info.

Offend him gradually within the boundaries of civility, and we can make him act rashly.
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No. 749720 ID: 52d0bb
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749720

It seems that regardless of how I deal with this knave, I should accept the farmer’s hospitality.

“If you will lend me room, I will accept it. Perhaps the boor will remember his manners in the presence of a nobleman”

> “As you wish. Let me show you to the spare chamber”

The room is not lavish, but after years of life among the ascetics, it does not strike me as particularly sparse. A man is taking supper at a small table, presumably the obnoxious lackey. He does not look to be a fighter by any means, though he carries a blade. As I enter, he expresses a mixture of anger and fear.

> “‘EY! ‘oo’s this?”

“Hold your temper, man, and be at ease. I am but a fellow lodger here by the graces of yonder farmer.”

The man before me seems to take control of himself, though by his expression, I would guess he resents my presence.

> “Well, sir, ‘owever you may stand with the good fool, I’d ‘ave you know that I am a servant of the baron Albrecht von Krahendorf, the undisputed ruler of these lands. As such, I will not tolerate any interference or slight. Nae, not even from a knight such as yourself. Now if you’ll excuse me...”
> “‘Ey wench! Another bottle, and be quick about it!”

I have half a mind to ignore the fellow, for I am tired of the road, though he does not seem so sure of his position as he says.
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No. 749721 ID: e0c8b5

Be wary, if this man wishes to get drunk he may get violent with the family. If that happens you must rise to their defense.
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No. 749722 ID: 9876c4

Accept the bottle when it comes, and thank the man for his thoughtfulness.

Offer a pledge to the long life of the Baron before imbibing.
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No. 749725 ID: 398fe1

Is it possible this man is an impostor? That would be the best outcome. If you oust an impostor that gains you favor with the commoner AND the baron.

Ask him about himself. See if his story is in any way possible.
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No. 749727 ID: 383927

>he does not seem so sure of his position
Press him further.
"You? A servant of Krahendorf? Hm."
Do not outright say you disbelieve him, nor insult him directly. A drunken may will be quick to anger and slow of wit. Allow him to make a fool of himself so long as it does not endanger these people.
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No. 749731 ID: 18c950

I'd say just be polite... to your host, primarily. Take off your helmet, request some simple food, if they have some available, thank your hosts for their hospitality.

>>749722
I like the "interpret his request as a request for you" plan a lot. A good way to get his goat without blatantly violating courtesy.

>>749727
I think "unsure of his position" may be referring more to, say, "the pecking order," like "am I actually in more of a position of power than a KNIGHT, admittedly from an outside land?"

However, do strike up a conversation about this guy and what he's up to. There's a chance that he does work for the Baron, but his behavior wouldn't please the Baron. Be pleasant about it, though. You're just a proper nobleman making polite conversation, after all. Not like you have any ulterior motives or anything.
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No. 749934 ID: 52d0bb
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749934

The peasant’s daughter approaches with obvious trepidation, but Reinhard intercepts her at the doorway.

“Thank you lass, this is a most welcome gift. And yet, I fear you and your family neglect yourselves in your concern for your guests.”

The man is struck dumb by this turn of events, but only for a moment.

> “‘E-Ey! What...”

“You know, I have heard much of ill with regards to krahendorf, but thus far I have found its inhabitants remarkably courteous. I drink to your health, my friend, and the health of your illustrious employer. To the baron!”

> “Er… aye, to the baron”

The man seems agitated, but no longer hostile. I see little use in softly prodding a hornet nest, but if questioned properly I may be able to learn something from him.

>>749725
>>749727
This seems unlikely, if only because I struggle to credit this man with the imagination such a scheme would require.
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No. 749936 ID: 398fe1

>>749934
Alright let's just see if we can get some inside information from him, then.

Ask if he has any local news of interest. You have only just arrived after all. Does working for the baron suit him?
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No. 749979 ID: e0c8b5

>>749936
I do imagine enough wine may have already loosened his tongue. We may have a chance to get some good information from him.
phrase the question as something like,
"Tell me Sirrah, how does working for the Baron suit a man like yourself. You seem to be doing quite well for yourself, I would imagine working for the Baron offers great benefits."
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No. 750115 ID: 52d0bb
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750115

“So tell me friend…”
Reinhard discreetly presses the bottle into the man’s shaking grasp
“...how have things been in krahendorf? I myself have just returned from many years abroad, and long for word from a fellow courtier. Truly, fate has smiled on me that I have stumbled into the company of such a loyal and no doubt trusted aide to a man like albrecht krahendorf. How does your employment suit thee?”
> “Aye, tis comfortable enae work *hic*. The baron’s an easy master, and the peasants hereabout are right frightened of his men. *chuckles* Aye, we live well in krahendorf, we do.”
“I expect the baron must have you out on important work, for you to be caught out in this hovel.”
> “Oh, aye, quite important *chuckles*”
“Quite clever of you to think of using your position to obtain free lodgings. I expect the poor fool didn’t even question your business.”
> “Nae, the man fairly bent over backwards at the mention of the baron’s name. Tis a common thing amongst the men-at-arms, and the baron thinks little of it. Better the peasant’s stores than his, I *hic* suppose.”
“Surely you must be missed at the manor. I cannot but think a man of your tact must be invaluable at court.”
> “A-aye, that I am. A most *hic* esteemed notary. An’ yet, I doubt the baron will notice my absence, for ‘e is away on business and the castellan is likely more drunk than I by now.”
“Ha! A lucky turn of events. What takes the baron so far from this realm of luxury?”
> “Ah, nae doubt ‘e has gone to speak with the Earl von Isengrim to discuss ‘is suit. ‘e is a stubborn man, for sure.”
“What’s this now? Von Isengrim was but a baron, last I heard. For what reason was he made earl?”
>“Eh, I could not tell ye. Say, have ye any more wine? I feel, eh, nnhh...”

I’ll learn no more from this one, it seems. Besides, the road has been long and I wish to be gone from here early.
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No. 750123 ID: 52d0bb
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750123

The evening proved more eventful than I expected. The news of von Isengrim’s promotion is unwelcome, yet hardly surprising. Tomorrow I will go to Krahendorf and see if I can learn more, but I may have time to make a few last minute preparations, and perhaps deal with this wayward servant.
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No. 750176 ID: 505f10

>>750123
How about putting him in an embarrassing position that he might wake up to think was due to his drunkenness? The goal is to make him leave on his own ideally, and if he thinks that what "he" caused was embarrassing enough he might never speak of being in the lodgings (or his new friend) at all.

I'd request a bit of rations from your hosts. Nothing fancy, just some hardtack, jerky, or hard cheese that would last you a bit.
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No. 750289 ID: 52d0bb
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750289

>>750176
While I am unhappy to leave my host in such a state, I see no obvious way to relieve him that would not, in the long run, do him further harm.

This being the case, I would ask no further charity. To be sure, there will be provisions enough within the village.
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No. 750327 ID: 283f1f

Head into town. How is your equipment by the way? Is it in any need of repairs from all the monster slaying you did? If so does this village have a local smith? And do we have enough funds for repairs?
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No. 750340 ID: 52d0bb
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750340

It is still early when I arrive in Krahendorf, and the village is just beginning to stir. I have been on the open road for quite some time, and though peasants and their dwellings are never particularly aromatic, the the noisome air seems even more strikingly repugnant than I remember. The shadows of the mouldering buildings are long enough to keep most of the narrow, cobbled streets in perpetual darkness. It would be unwise to let one’s guard down in this place.

Now, I have given much thought to the wresting of my birthright from the earl Isengrim, but my ignorance of the current state of affairs prevents me from forming any sound plan. Clearly, I must remedy this as soon as possible.

>>750327
I am indeed well equipped: while The Order scorns every kind of luxury and comfort, they are meticulous in the maintenance of their arms. However, the matter of funds remains. I see no path to victory but that requires allies both in the court and on the battlefield, and there are few things that take such a toll in wealth as bribes and armies.

In short, I must obtain information and funds. I have reason to believe that both may be found here, for though this village is neither large nor prosperous, in this wild region it shines as a beacon of civilization, and draws in all manner of vagrants and wanderers.

The tavern is an obvious source of the former, although it will be difficult to utilize it properly without the latter. The Church and The Order are political allies, and as I am still clad in the habit, I may benefit from a visit with the religious establishment, although there is a chance that they are in the pay of the baron. The woods hereabout are notoriously unsafe, mostly because of the proliferation of bandits in the region, though there are rumors of darker things lurking beneath the trees. Errantry is hardly unseemly in a vagabond knight, and may serve to advance both my reputation and finances.

Regardless of my course, I do not wish to linger, for, if the baron is not my enemy, he is still less my friend, and his grip in the region is no doubt stronger than it appears.
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No. 750347 ID: 9876c4

>>750340
The church doubtlessly has money, and if they are pragmatic, care less about your identity than that you are an armed veteran looking for work.

Concoct a Psudonym, and let us see about serving the faith.
I humbly suggest we become Bors Kafka.
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No. 750460 ID: 52d0bb
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750460

Reinhard approaches the ancient stone church. The region is silent and to all appearances deserted. To the west lies an extensive cemetary.

St. Ludwig’s is an old church, and the only one in the village. Whoever is in charge of it no doubt holds a great deal of influence over the region.

>"Oi, Reinhard!"

Der Teuffel! that voice...

"Eldwin? Verily thou art the last person I expected to meet in this cesspit. How have you been all these years?"

>"Rather poorly, if you really wish to know. Bishop Kriegermann is possessed of almost supernatural longevity. I begin to fear I shall die before he does. As if to further mock my ambitions, after father Schneider died of the pox, he chose me to take over the wretched slum, which is why I am here talking to you instead of prosecuting witches and heretics in Grisburg."

"By the looks of those gilded vestments, it would seem your fortunes have not been altogether bad."

>"Ah, a gift from a pious lady who lives hereabouts. After all, a gift to The Church is a gift to the gods, eh Reinhard? But who cares about the woes of some poor village parson? Tell me of your campaign in the north! Last I heard you had been taken captive by the Magakash. Indeed, I nearly despaired of seeing you again in this life."

"Aye, there is a tale. For three months I rotted in the stinking pits of Rakazir before my ransom was paid. You had good reason to fear, old friend, many of my comrades were sold or eaten before the ransom was finally paid. I could go on at length, for that was an adventure in itself, but I have more pressing matters to attend to at the moment."

>"Ah, of course. Come inside, we can talk over breakfast."

“By the way, while we are in the region, I would have you would refer to me as Bors Kafka. I’m sure you understand.”

>“Aye, a wise precaution.”

The Reverend Father Eldwin Rothbart was one of my teachers, an exorcist by profession. A disgrace to the cassock, worldly and avaricious, he yet made for a knowledgeable and loyal (for the most part) companion in my youth. While he is not particularly zealous for orthodoxy, he has no scruples whatever with regards to seizing the property of the infidel, and was always eager to remind the faithful of the evil of riches and the blessedness of poverty around collection time.
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No. 750477 ID: 52d0bb
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750477

> “Now come reinhard, tell me what brings you to krahendorf. You must know that old Albrecht was always an ally of von Isengrim, even before he was made earl. You’ll get no aid from him. In fact, the baron is currently seeking the earl’s favor (he wishes to marry his daughter, you see), and the heir of finsterwald would make for a valuable hostage.”

“I assure you, mine old friend, I have every intention of avoiding baron krahendorf until I believe I can win him to my camp, and at the moment I lack both allies and funds.”

“Your camp, you say? What are you scheming this time, Reinhard? Come, you can trust your old mentor! Ha ha!”

“I’m sure you could guess, for you know my temper. I mean to reclaim the barony of finsterwald and restore my family’s good name. I had thought to seek the hospitality of lord Alderberg, but I thought it best to test the waters before throwing myself into his custody. After all, it has been five years since my family fell. Even our oldest allies may have forgotten us in that time. Krahendorf was on my route, and it seemed as good a place as any to begin my investigation.”

“Aye, you never were the type to let the likes of Isengrim keep you down. Unfortunately, I have been kept here in this dung heap, without access to the connections I had in Grisburg. However, I can tell you that if you have lost friends by your fall, Isengrim has made foes by his rise. You should know, for you are one of them, Ha ha! Yes, I think Alderberg still remembers you fondly. You were to marry his daughter, were you not?”

“Yea, Greta Alderberg, though I cannot conceive that he would hold himself to his word after what has happened. Our families were already natural allies. Such a marriage would have given us leave to side with them even against our cousins. Von Isengrim was fortunate he struck when he did.”

“Aye, tis sad. She was a beautiful girl. One more reason to put Isengrim in his place, eh old friend?”

“Indeed. Now, Eldwin, I must ask a favor of you.”

“Ask what you wish my friend, and if it is in my power, I shall grant it to thee. After all, at this rate, a reinstated baron Finsterwald may be my only chance at making Cardinal!”

I plan to ask Eldwin for what gold he can spare. However, he may also be of use on the journey, for despite his priestly vows he is skilled with a blade, and, perhaps more importantly, he is an accomplished physician. Having a priest in my entourage would enhance my standing amongst the orthodox, but would hinder my ability to recruit from heathens, heretics, and practitioners of the dark arts.
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No. 750517 ID: 9876c4

I really like this quest so far, and I'm sorry I'm the only one posting.

This is most fortuitous. We have staved off starvation, and have a respected member of society on our side, who stands a good chance of saving us from sudden stab wounds.

We should use Eldwin as a consigliere, whether we bring him along for every bit of danger of not. Right now, we need gold, weapons, and soldiers, and he might know where we could look for them.

We should meet with this Alderberg when it is convenient. Even if he reneged on the marriage plans, he might have reason to favor you over a backstabbing schemer like Isengrim.

And Greta most probably would too.
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No. 750523 ID: 3725ee

>>750477
do you really have the odds or the inclination right now to recruit any such occultists?
did you have someone in mind?
for even when on the very best of terms such alliances should not be entered lightly.
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No. 750535 ID: 18c950

Alternatively, it may be useful having a friend in a continued position of (admitted rather localized) power while we work to rebuild our wealth and name. A tricky tradeoff. Perhaps ask if Eldwin could recommend anyone else to assist in your ambitions more directly? You almost definitely need hands and minds just as much as you need funds and fame.
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No. 750542 ID: 5dffa0

>>750477
>Aye, tis sad. She was a beautiful girl.

Wait, was? What happened to her?
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No. 750558 ID: 52d0bb
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750558

“As you know, The Order forbids its members to amass personal wealth, and at our parting they gave me barely enough to complete the journey here. I am entirely without funds, and though I might reach alderberg even in this state, I would not go about as a beggar. Furthermore, I foresee a time, not long off, when I will need to supply followers and offer gifts. What have you, perchance, in the way of material wealth?”

> “Let me fetch the poor box...”
Eldwin leaves the room and returns with a small chest
>“Here it is, all 500 gulden. Business has been poor I’m afraid. I have a handful of patrons outside of the peasantry, but the baron has been wholly unsupportive, even going so far as to tax the collection. It is a foolish noble who does not recognize the value of a healthy relation with the church, but alas, Albrecht is a fool indeed. I cannot count the times I have petitioned the bishop to have him excommunicated, to no avail.”
>“And before you ask, the sale of sacred implements is devilishly tricky, and all my contacts are back in Grisburg.”

“It will have to be enough. Also, I would be a fool to deprive my only ally of the means to carry out his duties. Unless, of course, you wish to abandon this place and become my adviser? It may be some time before I have a base in which to...”

> “I accept! I had a feeling you would ask sooner or later. It has to long since we have been on a proper adventure! I still have my armor down in the cellar as well, though I have been a bit lax in my training.”

“What will become of your parish here? Remember that it is entirely possible you may serve me better by keeping an eye on Krahendorf and spreading my influence amongst your flock.”

>“Have no fear on that score. Arvin can manage.”

“Who?”

>“Ah, I forget, you’ve not met my acolyte. He’s a good lad, and loyal, though his ardent piety often gets the better of him. He’s off running an errand for me at the moment, otherwise I’d introduce you. In any event, I will need to make some arrangements. I’m sure you have other business in krahendorf anyway. Why don’t we meet up again later today?”

“A sound plan. I shall call on you when I am satisfied with my preparations.”

This meeting was indeed fortunate. I am still uncertain whether it was best to invite Eldwin along, but the journey will certainly be easier with him along. Now that I have some some gold, it may behoove me to return to the village.

>>750535
My family was one of the last of the great houses to abandon the Old Religion, and there are many in the lands about Finsterwald who cling to the old ways in secret. It is even possible that the accusations against my father were not wholly unfounded. There are always malcontents who would question the authority of The Church, but they have had success only in the western baronies. I did have one acquaintance, an alchemist by the name of Myles Lehrer, though he went missing nearly a decade ago.
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No. 750566 ID: 1d744d

How is the economy in this region? 500 may be a vast amount of wealth in one area and yet in others it could be slightly on the poor side.

Regardless, now that we do have some wealth it might do well to see what necessary items or people we may need to start amassing a small following. I think it's fair to say Eldwin will help us, but in order to really get going we'll need a couple things.

1. Is we should find a base of operations to prepare ourselves
2. Start to find a way of gaining followers among the peasantry
3. Find ways to gain more wealth to feed and arm our soldiers
4. Get any and all able bodied people who could train them (yourself included)
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No. 750584 ID: 52d0bb
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500 Gulden is a goodly amount for a traveler to carry, but would be quickly exhausted by even a small number of mercenary troops. 10 gulden would buy a room and a meal, but a good sword would easily go for 50. armor and horses for a handful of men could cost thousands, depending upon the quality of the goods. As for wages, as long as I lack a steady income, few would be willing to hire themselves out except for local work.

I may be able to establish a lair in the wilderness after the fashion of bandits, but otherwise it is difficult to obtain land without being granted a fief. Land, and the serfs that work it, would provide not only food, but a source of income. Without land, my only chance of raising an army of any great size would be organize a mercenary company, though this would perhaps be more difficult than finding a patron in some ways. For the time being, I may be able to obtain the services of some men-at-arms.

For the present, I should concentrate on preparing for the journey to Alderberg. My funds are limited, but sufficient to purchase gear and provisions, and perhaps a round of drinks at the tavern, without exhausting reserves.
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No. 750610 ID: 3725ee

Is there any further business to take care of aside from awaiting Eldwin?
how far to Alderberg, will you need other supplies than rations, water, perhaps a pair of tents?
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No. 750619 ID: 9876c4

>>750610
I'd like to get some basic caving equipment, assuming our horses can carry it. A dozen torches, some rope with a grapnel, and a hammer and pitons.

We're not here to dungeon crawl, yes, but we may need to shelter or investigate in out of the way areas.
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No. 750635 ID: 52d0bb
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It seems my original plans for Krahendorf are no longer necessary, as Eldwin seems to have sufficient gold to take us to Alderberg, and Lord Alderberg will no doubt have a more thorough knowledge of recent events than such lowborn dregs as frequent village taverns.

Reinhard spends the afternoon in the market, replenishing his stock of supplies. After haggling, the total amount of expenditures on food and gear comes to 50 gulden. He returns to the church by early evening.

Inventory:
6 days’ provisions

Equipment
Full Plate Armor
Steel Longsword

Tools
Torches (x15)
Rope (~50ft. / ~15m)
Hammer
Pitons (1 sackful)
Tents (x2)

“Eldwin, have you completed your preparations?”

>“Aye, though it would perhaps be best to wait until the morning, unless you fancy a ride by night.”

“I will not rule it out so early, but let us discuss our options. As I recall, Alderberg is only two days away by the most direct route, three going through Nordburg. In addition to saving time, we may also evade many of the bothersome tolls and customs. However, I have not been in the region for some time. Most importantly, do you think baron Nordburg would favor my cause, and has the old road become perilous enough to warrant such a detour?”

>“As I’ve said, I no longer have ears within the noble courts, but I doubt the baron will be inclined to give thee aid until your position is improved somewhat. The old road has become a veritable hive of banditry, though I do not know if you think this a blessing or curse, for as you say, there is no one there who may rightfully demand toll for passage. I leave the choice to you.”

Consider this map. My choice is between the wilderness route, which will take us through the northern woods, and the southern road, which will take us to nordburg, and then turn west towards Alderberg. I must also choose between traveling by night or by day, though in sooth, it makes small difference. I have not drawn attention to myself or divulged my identity, and the baron is away on business, it seems, so there is little risk of being apprehended on that score. I have waited five years, so I see no reason to place much value on a single night, but perhaps there may be some plan I have not considered?
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No. 750640 ID: 3725ee

>>750635
While time seems not to be of much consequence, perhaps the resources spent on that extra day and on passage through Nordburg would be best conserved.
In truth, travel through the woods could potentially increase your resources as well as reduce their expenditure, provided relieving dead bandits of their spoils happens at least once, so I say risk the old road.
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No. 750653 ID: 9876c4

No sense risking being eaten by a beast or drowned in a bog without needful cause. Keep to the road, traveling by day.

Blend in with the travelers and merchants, some of whom are going to look softer than two armed men.

If this proves unfeasible we'll reconsider.
(Also, buy a small knife or dagger you can keep hidden about your person, for emergencies)
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No. 750774 ID: 52d0bb
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750774

While it seems we are in agreement that pointless risk should be avoided, there seems to be no consensus on the matter where security carries a price in gold. This being the case I am of a mind to take the old road merely for the sake of errantry, but we will assuredly remain in krahendorf for the night.

Before leaving krahendorf, Reinhard purchases a Rondel Dagger and a Small Knife for a total of 10 gulden. He conceals the knife in his left boot. He wears the dagger on his belt.

Eldwin brings rides upon Octavius, the swift charger and carries one heavy steel mace, one steel longsword, one misericorde and wears a suit of worn full plate armor.

After spending the night in the rectory, Reinhard, now accompanied by the priest, Fr. Eldwin Rothbart, ride off from Krahendorf at daybreak, and travel along the old road and reach the Northern Woods by late noon. The woods are quiet. They meet no other travelers on the road. The road seems overgrown and neglected.

An hour or so after entering the woods, Reinhard spies two armed men blocking the path ahead.


It seems we have found our bandits soon enough. If these are indeed the brigands we have been told about, it would be a righteous thing to rid the land of them. By the looks of them, methinks they are no mighty fighters, but knowing bandits there is fair chance of a trap. How should we approach this?
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No. 750782 ID: 3725ee

>>750774
raise shields and brandish weapons, the wretches will either flee or attack.
the men are armed, they haven't hailed you and are decidedly blocking the path, but whatever trap they might hope to spring probably wasn't laid for anyone fully armed and armoured.
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No. 750798 ID: 9bf19c

On a mount, those pole arms could pose a problem, your should close the distance between you are your opponent, keep the spear points away and get in fast. Make your strikes count, aim for the places were their armor is weakest
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No. 750832 ID: 9876c4

If Eldwin's steed is swifter, he should half-circle around the
banditi, in a feint toward their backs.

Reinhard should strike when one of the men turns toward Eldwin, while dodging the other's blow.

At that point it'll be 2 vs. 1, and basically over.
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No. 750840 ID: 997a70

"Ho, highwaymen. As a man of honour, I offer thee a choice: offer thy thieving hands to the chopping block and keep your lives or die as the dogs you are."
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No. 751017 ID: 52d0bb
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Reinhard and Eldwin draw their swords and hoist their shields in preparation for combat.

Reinhard: “Ho brigand! You dare hold this road against a knight of The Order? Drop thy weapons and come forward in surrender and you have my word of honor your lives shall be spared.”

Bandits: “Oi, we won’t stand down fer the likes o’ thee’! You lot be trespassin’ on the domain of the Longtooth company, and by order of our chief, no one may leave here alive without proper permission!”

Reinhard: “Stubborn curs! My mercy shall not be offered twice! DEUS VULT!”

The bandits ready their spears.
Reinhard and Eldwin engage the bandits!

Eldwin circles about the bandits.
The bandits are flanked
The short bandit turns and thrusts with his ashwood spear.
Eldwin counters a spear thrust with a shield bash!
The tall bandit strikes at reinhard’s left shoulder with an iron bill.
The bill glances off reinhard’s plate mail.
Reinhard strikes the tall bandit with his longsword, shattering the helmet, fracturing the skull, bruising the brain!
The tall bandit is unconscious.
Octavius kicks at the short bandit.
The short bandit parries Octavius’ kick with his wooden shield. The bandit’s shield is shattered.
The bandits’ morale is shaken.


Eldwin: “Reinhard, behind you!”
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No. 751026 ID: 3725ee

>>751017
He's looking over you, the danger must have a height advantage.
Duck and wheel about to face this new threat, Eldwin seems to have the short bandit soundly handled.
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No. 751083 ID: 398fe1

>>751017
It's in the tree! Shield up to deflect any incoming attack then counter.
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No. 751145 ID: 997a70

It's not human and it might be much bigger than you and your horse. Back up so it can't dismount you.
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No. 751148 ID: 997a70

It's not human and it might be much bigger than you and your horse. Back up so it can't dismount you.
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No. 751192 ID: 52d0bb
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751192

A large, hairy creature attacks from the the woods. It has sharp teeth and claws, it wields a shortsword in one hand. It wears a loose arrangement of steel plates.

Reinhard faces the creature and takes a defensive stance at a distance from the trees.
The creature lunges at reinhard with sharp claws and shortsword!
The Creature grapples Reinhard with its right claw.
Reinhard bashes the creature with a steel shield!
Reinhard counters by hacking at the creature’s right shoulder, tearing the muscle.
The Creature stabs at Reinhard’s right arm with a shortsword, tearing the muscle.
Grimmhuf resists panic.
Grimmhuf is overburdened.

The short bandit thrusts his spear at Octavius’ right shoulder, tearing the muscle.
Eldwin slashes at the short bandit’s neck, severing a vein.
The short bandit is bleeding out.
The short bandit falls unconscious.
Octavius tramples the short bandit, crushing the skull, tearing the brain.
The short bandit is dead.


Eldwin: “God’s blood! what is that?”

Reinhard: “Its a...”
Reinhard (aside)[zakasi]: “Get off my damned horse ye plaguey devil!”
Reinhard: “...a bloody gnoll!”

Creature [zakasi]: “Mind your manners, human, tis no way to ask a favor! *cackle*.”

Available Actions
>(Drop sword) Draw Dagger
>(Drop sword and/or shield) Grapple or Throw Creature
>Aim an attack at [vulnerable region] with right-hand weapon OR Parry with right-hand weapon
>Shield Bash Creature
>Command Grimmhuf
>Command Eldwin
>Other

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No. 751193 ID: 9876c4

Full parry. Let Eldwin pick up the slack from flank.

If it turns to engage Eldwin, slash it in the head.
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No. 751240 ID: 3725ee

>>751192
apply shield bash to gnoll snout, see if it can giggle through a bloodied nose and missing teeth
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No. 751275 ID: 5900b7

This monster talk, maybe he be better at evaluate his odds than those two overconfident bandits. Bash the who I presume is Longtooth in the face until he drop and open a dialog. Diplomacy is problematic when you are in arms reach of your enemy.
If you are going to consider a deal you need to find quickly what this criminal company do and want. The reputation of slaying dangerous marauders is good, the service of able warriors is better, but if their reputation is too terrible they may be a burden to your future diplomacy.
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No. 751485 ID: 52d0bb
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Reinhard locks his longsword with the gnoll’s shortsword.
Reinhard bashes the gnoll’s snout with his shield, bruising the muscle, breaking the bone.
The gnoll attempts to pull Reinhard out of the saddle.
Reinhard resists the dismount attempt.
Eldwin charges and stabs the gnoll in the flank!
The gnoll shrieks in agony.
The wound is deep, the gnoll is bleeding out.
The gnoll releases its grip on Reinhard and rolls out of the saddle.
Grimmhuf tramples the gnoll, bruising the muscles of the upper torso, breaking the ribs.


>>751275
The fiend has been brought low: Eldwin’s blade struck true, and I have no doubt its injuries are grievous. I have fought against such creatures for many years, and have no great love for them. Still, it may be, as you say, that he has some knowledge of the brigands and their band, for indeed it came swiftly to their aid. If you think it may better my cause, I will offer it the chance to earn its life. Be warned though: gnolls are more clever than they appear, and honor cunning and trickery ever above honesty.

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Do you yield, monster? Devil though you may be, I have no grudge against thee yet, and would spare thy life if you will tell me what I wish to know.”

The gnoll coughs blood upon the ground and sighs as if in great pain.

Gnoll [zakasi]: “I... yield. Ask what you will, human.”

It appears to have lost the stomach for battle. What would you have me ask the thing?
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No. 751486 ID: 398fe1

>>751485
Are there more brigands? If so, where? Do they have a leader?
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No. 751491 ID: 9876c4

Oh, uh- where have they been piling the spoils of the road? And are there more gnolls/ bandits there?
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No. 751527 ID: 997a70

Would it be prudent to tell the creature that you're aware of their deceitful nature? Might dissuade it from acts of deception.

Inquire why a gnoll is in these parts, aiding humans in banditry. By Eldwin's initial reaction, it's pretty obvious that gnolls didn't suddenly become common around here.

>Eldwin charges and stabs the gnoll in the flank!
>It appears to have lost the stomach for battle.
I see what you did there.
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No. 751557 ID: 5900b7

How big the Longtooth company is? We need to know if they are large enough to be a relevant force or if they are too large to be manageable.
What is their method of operation? We need to know how reprehensible they are to determine if they aid is worth.
What kind of fame and infamy did they accumulate in the region? Same as the last reason but more focused on how others perceive you than how you perceive what is right or wrong.
Would they be interested in participating in politically acceptable military action by following a noble with a claim recognized by other authorities? Complicate concept, but by acting under a noble they would enjoy basic the same taxation they are practicing but legally and avoid conflicts with the forces mutually recognized as authorities by been one of those.
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No. 751674 ID: 52d0bb
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Reinhard: “Eldwin, attend to the fallen, I mean to have a word with our hairy prisoner.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “You have come a long way, gnoll, merely to fall in among common thieves. Have you tired of the wastes, or did you think you would find easier pillage in these lands?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Is this a trick, or are you just stupid? It might be both, for you wear the Black Cross in plain view.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Then you admit to fleeing the war? Which clan did you fight for?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Doesn’t matter now, does it human? We’re all scattered now, if that’s what you want to know. You can probably guess what happened hehehe- *cough* *cough*”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Fair enough, tell me of the bandits. How large is your company? Who is your leader, and in what hole have you made your lair?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “There aren’t many of us now, not since the old chief died. The new chief was a petty whelp of a manling, and the stronger and more ambitious warriors decided they could do better. It took a handsome sum and a tripled share to keep me here, but in hindsight, methinks it was not enough. You may find them in a ruin west of here, if you wish to meet them.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Aye, there can be but few travelers along this road any more. Surely banditry is not your only occupation?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “The lands hereabout are home to a number of squatters. They had nothing worth stealing, so we offered them our protection, hehe *hack!*... in exchange for a share of the harvest. Tis a strange thing, is it not?”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Indeed, I never thought to hear of such a thing. I would know how you are regarded by your neighbors. Have you many enemies, or hath the wolf truly become the shepherd?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “For a time we had our fill of bounty hunters, after our presence became well known, but the old chief put a stop to that. These days, we are left well alone, which has proved both a blessing and a curse, for though none contest our claim, we have also lost our chief income thereby. Now, templar, my strength is dwindling, and I cannot endure this questioning far longer. I did as you asked, and you have promised to let me live”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “I have but one last question for thee gnoll, and if you answer to my satisfaction I shall have my companion treat your wounds. You spoke ill of your present leader. Could it be that his followers would change their loyalties should one more worthy offer them employment?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “My good human, any one of us might have killed him already but for the convenience of the situation. His life hangs in the balance between annoyance and indifference, and that is a delicate thing among our kind hehehe… Indeed, for a share of the spoil, I would guide thee to the ruins myself, for after this, I think we shall have fairly settled accounts. I cannot speak for the others, but I for one would welcome the chance to get away from this dismal wood.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Very well then. Rest and be at ease, for you have done well by me this day. You will not die by tonight.”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “hrrr…”

I would push the beast no further tonight, for surely he lies not when he says his strength has ebbed. As to the rest of his tale, I am less inclined to trust, for he strikes me as a bold deceiver. Had he the strength, I would have enquired after his former chieftain, for he rightly identified my tabard, and he had small reason to lie upon that score.
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No. 751683 ID: 9876c4

His story passes the smell check. It's not like they had much to boast of in talent or strategy.

Probably you could head to the ruin and call for a trial by combat with the old boss.

Certainly having brigands of your own would make the road a fair bit safer.
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No. 751686 ID: 5900b7

If he is a lair he is a good one, his answers sound coherent. With exception of the last offer we don't have enough reason do discredit his version of the events. You can check with Eldwin, and latter with nearby villagers, if what he hear match with the gnoll's tale.
The precarious condition of their leader position could be either useful or detrimental. That means he can't accept offer that anger his rivals, so your propose have to be seem as beneficial to most of them, but it also mean you can support his usurpers if he refuse.

>>751683
Would that work? It's difficult to believe they would accept an outsider as their leader on those conditions. Whatever organization they have will need to adapt to the new condition, and that will be much easily accomplished maintaining their hierarchy mostly intact.
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No. 751691 ID: 9876c4

>>751686
It costs them nothing to let us duel, and they're assured of having the better man as leader. A free show and a step up in management? Prime bandit bait.

Of course, we have to beat the old leader DECISIVELY. if we only squeak by they'll probably kill us.
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No. 751695 ID: 997a70

I would still be wary of the gnoll. He's way too verbose for someone with a gaping wound in the stomach.
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No. 751704 ID: 52d0bb
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Eldwin brings forth the bandits’ valuables, counting among them crude but serviceable arms and 75 gulden

Eldwin: “What’s this? I don’t remember teaching thee that tongue Reinhard!”

Reinhard: “I learned some of it from a brother of the order who had lived long in those regions, wherein he had opportunity to learn the language of friend and foe alike. The rest I learned from a mad shaman whose cell I shared during my captivity, of which I swear I shall tell thee the full tale one of these days. For the moment, I must have you look to the creature’s wounds, for he has held his end of the bargain.”

Eldwin: “ha! If you say so. And afterwards I should like a look at that arm. A fine end to our adventure it would be for you to come down with gangrene just as we reach Alderberg! And seeing as you have now twice promised me a war-story, you will be twice a liar if you die before telling it, ha ha!”

Reinhard: “And if I die whilst you are my physician and adviser ‘an I am not yet made baron, you may come and join me in hell so I can tell it to thee! But I will not die of this scratch before you have finished with the gnoll, and meanwhile I will prepare to make camp. The night comes on stealthily in this realm of gloom.”

Eldwin bandages the gnoll’s side and Reinhard’s arm, sterilizing the cloth with the more potent spirits brought along as provisions and binds the gnoll securely using the rope.

Eldwin: “It has been a long time since I felt so alive. This has been an auspicious beginning to the journey. Tis but the first day and already we have tasted victory in battle!”

Reinhard: “They were little more than common peasants. hardly what I call glorious combat. For me this encounter bodes more of evil than otherwise. Now that we have a chance to catch our breath, I must tell you what I have learned, that you may apply your erudition to the problem at hand.”

Eldwin: “Ah, have you learned where the villains’ have holed up?”

Reinhard: “Perhaps. I trust my source but little, for I never once met a zakasi who was both sane and honest. He claims they dwell in a ruin not far from here, which is plausible enough, for there was indeed a castle in these parts, before it was burned by orcs some two-score years back, if memory serves. He further claims the bandits are few in number, and divided amongst themselves for lack of a worthy leader. You see the choice that lies before me.”

Eldwin: “Aye. He may have guessed you meant to hunt bandits, for it is a thing not improper for men such as ourselves engaged in errantry, but I see no way he may have learned of our quest, and thus the value of the castle and the men. Further, he is grievously injured, and tightly bound. Whatever treachery he may be planning, he must realize his chances to escape will be slim if we are allowed to follow him closely. It is a great risk to take for petty revenge and a little over five hundred gulden. However, we know nothing of these lands or their inhabitants, while we may assume our guide is intimately familiar with both. We take a fearful risk in following him, if only for this last consideration, for who knows what manner of devilry these outlaws and their monstrous allies have been up to? And yet if he speaks sooth, even in part, we stand to gain both stronghold and soldiers we might be hard pressed to find elsewhere.”

Reinhard: “Indeed this is no easy matter. I will think on it through the night, and come to a decision on the morrow.”

Eldwin: “Very well. I will take first watch, seeing as you are injured.”

The night passes uneventfully.

The time has come to decide our next move. Gnolls are a hardy folk, and it would seem this one’s wound was not fatal after all. I expect he will be ready to take us to the bandits’ hideout, if that is what we choose to do.

Bandits are in general men grown either desperate or arrogant, and in this case the former seems more probable, even without the word of our informant. If the gnoll has told the truth, I see no reason to believe these men would not prefer less risk and greater pay, for highway robbery is no easy trade, especially for those better suited to the plough than the sword. If there are more gnolls in these woods, however, we must be cautious.

I would not have it said of me that I would refuse single combat out of fear of a common bandit.

The creature did make mention of squatters dwelling in the region. I should be greatly interested in what they have to say of all this.
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No. 751712 ID: 9876c4

The gnoll is a gifted storyteller. Unfortunately, he has offered us exactly what we want.

I think a quick trip into the underbrush to confirm their numbers is called for. If the threat is too great, we'll abandon the gnoll unconscious, and head back to the road.

But if they really are in a sorry state, we could use the men, and the site. What say the other muses?
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No. 751719 ID: 5900b7

>>751712
Unconscious? A honorable concern, but not as easy as you may think. To accomplish that he need to injure the brain enough to affect basic motor capabilities but not enough to damage any vital function. A tricky balance of force complicate even further by the thick skull and strong neck of the beast.
No, the promise was the he would live tonight, tomorrow he should be killed on the first sign of treachery.

I almost forgot: In the next conversation with this creature you should ask for details on how the old chief dealt with the bounty hunters and why they didn't returned after his death.
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No. 751758 ID: 997a70

The main concern of mine is how much faith you put in any sort of sellsword. Rely less on the power of gulden, for it is more fleeting than the beauty of a siren. You may buy one's services for a time, but without loyalty, you may as well throw all your gulden into the nearest river.
If these brigands truly are desperate peasantry as you seem to believe, why not try to earn their loyalty through promises? However, these promises would need to be within reason, lest you will have a rebellion as soon as you regain your title.

May you regale us with information how gnolls can withstand the damage the juices from their slashed innards do within?
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No. 751759 ID: 3583d1

If these men really are desperate, then let us use a bit of diplomacy. Here's the way I see it. If we continue on the path to Alderburg, the most these men can expect is to be brought to a prison where they will most likely be hung for banditry. Or worse, they may be tortured for information on where their fellows are held up, and then hung.
However, if they would abandon their old ties to their leader and swear faith to you as their lord and chief, then we could offer them mercy. It may also help in convincing them if they are brought some small comforts, fresh water and bandages and a bit of food for example (although this may depend on how much of our supplies we have to spare on them).
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No. 751784 ID: 52d0bb
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751784

We seem to be in agreement that this creature is not to be trusted, and yet you would have me follow him to his lair if no one may be found to verify his account.

>By what means may we further incapacitate the wretched devil?
The monster is asleep and tightly bound. Moreover I have promised to spare him upon condition that he share his knowledge of the local bandits, and he has done so. I will do him no further harm until I am certain of his treachery.

>Wherefore has this beast not died of its wounds?
I know little of the medical art, though I suppose it has something to do with leeches. Eldwin would know better than I.

>We must teach this rabble what it means to serve a Baron of the house of Finsterwald
The plan hinges on the bandits’ supposed dissatisfaction with their current leadership and willingness to follow a stronger figure should one offer them employment. If this is the case, I expect this shall be a straightforward affair.

I will grant that I would prefer not to count either bandits or mercenaries among my primary supporters, but adversity makes strange bedfellows and I do not have the luxury of many options.

Reinhard [zakasi]: “How are your wounds? Are you fit to travel?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “I have had better days. At the present I am faint from bloodloss but I feel that I shall live, for my heart beats strong and I am hungry. Would you like me to take you to the bandits now?”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “No, for I do not trust thee and would hear something from one more honorable and less inventive. However, if I have misjudged thee, thou wilt have no objection to coming along while we interrogate the squatters.”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Whatever you say, sir knight. No doubt we shall meet such humans as you seek upon our route.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “There are a few more things I would ask of thee before we go. Who was your first chief, and by what means did he so thoroughly dissuade the local bounty seekers?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “What is your interest in this matter, templar? Our previous chief was a warrior of my clan. He executed his foes in brutal fashion and posted their heads along the road.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “How did he die?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “How does anyone die in these parts? He was killed. I do not see how this furthers your goal.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “I never spoke to thee of my quest, monster. It was you who volunteered to guide me to your lair, and thou hast been passing vague on this matter. I’ll press thee no further, for by this time you have no doubt concocted some suitably elaborate tale, but you may mark that I am not easily taken in.”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Thou art a clever human. Perhaps I have stretched the truth a bit at times. Go and ask the squatters then, since you trust them so. I will accompany you as you have asked.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “very well, lead on monster.”

Having struck camp, the three set off into the woods, the injured gnoll lying aback of Grimmhuf, the mighty charger, while Reinhard walks dismounted in anticipation of forces wielding polearms. They under the guidance of the captive gnoll, and after a few hours the woods open into a clearing. In the midst of it lies a great ruin, like to have been a castle at some time. In the foreground there are a number of hovels, which, though thoroughly squalid, seem inhabited, given the presence of smoke emerging from the chimneys.

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Here we are, templar. You will find your squatters in yonder dwellings, and your bandits within the old castle.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “Indeed, you spoke not amiss when you mentioned a ruin. However, you shall accompany us to the end, and if I find you have dealt falsely with us, I will slay thee where ye stand. If things are as you have said, you shall have earned a valuable ally.”

They approach the entrance to a nearby hovel. Upon reaching it, Reinhard raps thrice upon the door. After a moment, it is opened from within by a man of middling height. His clothing is made of sewn furs, and his hair long and wild. He appears surprised and suspicious.

Unknown Man: “‘oo are you? Y’are no bandit by the looks o’ thee. Are there still men foolish enae to hunt bandits in these woods?”

He seems more fearful than hostile. What should I ask the fellow?
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No. 751815 ID: 997a70

>>751784
"Foolish or brave, it matters not."

Ask the man if he knows how the previous bandit chief met his end. In short, start filling the gaps that the gnoll left.
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No. 751846 ID: 5900b7

Your questions should be similar to what you asked the gnoll regarding the bandits. You are looking for contradictions, so practice some repetition. How large is the company? Who is the leader? How do they operate? How did they dealt with bounty hunters?
Comparing both accounts we can decide if they aren't too cruel to be called allies, if it's worth attacking them or if these group is too dangerous to deal as with the resources we have.
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Reinhard: “Is such an errand indeed foolish? I ask thee merely as a traveler, for I have as yet no firm intention against these outlaws.”

Unknown Man: “No man has ever wrested this region from their grip, though many ‘ave made the attempt.”

Reinhard: “Tell me, my good man, how numerous are the foe? Is it true that they are dissatisfied with their chief?”

Unknown Man: “There number I do not know, for they seldom gather in force, though I guess they must be ‘round two dozen strong, and count many monsters among them of terrible strength and visage. I do not know why they should oppose their leader, for there is a black legend about ‘is figure. Surely ye have heard the tales?”

Reinhard: “I have heard no legends, only from a most dishonest personage that the bandit’s are currently led by one thoroughly inadequate. Am I to understand that this is not the case?”

Unknown Man: “If ye have not ‘eard them, tis little wonder ye had the courage to come ‘ere. Tis chiefly for fear of ‘im that these lands ‘ave been left alone so long.”

Reinhard: “For what reason are these brigands and their chief held in such terror? Those I met on the road were no fierce warriors, and you and your fellows seem to live alongside them peacefully enough.”

Unknown Man: “Back when the monsters first came, they gathered up a number of the folk living in the deep woods and promised to protect us from the Kaschrans if we should do as they said. We rebuilt the castle somewhat and now we tend the land for their upkeep, though now they do little more than take our food, and already we are starving.

They were wont to raid the countryside and accost passersby, and afore long we ‘ad all manner of folk seeking to bring home a bandit ‘ead or two. I guess it grew tiresome, for they began to line the roads with the ‘eads ‘an ‘ands of those as came against them, though some they sent back without ‘ands or eyes to carry back their warnings. It must ‘ave worked for ye are the first I’ve seen in o’er a year.”

Reinhard: “Thank you, my good man, you have been of great help to us. I bid thee farewell.”

Unknown Man: “Aye, I shall know it if I do not see yer head on the road tomorrow.”

The man closes the door again, and Reinhard returns to the group at the edge of the wood.

Reinhard: “mein gott I knew it!”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “False beast! To what end did you seek to lower my guard against this menace?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “hehehe! Come now human, twas but a harmless prank. I knew ye would not believe it, else I should have told thee sooner.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “A prank!? Treachery more like! And I have a mind to give thee a traitor’s death!”

Eldwin: “What is all this? Has are we to abandon this errand after all?”
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No. 751904 ID: 5900b7

So the bulk of the troops aren't desperate men but experient and organized gnolls. From the comment about the black cross we can assume they resent your order. Recruiting this company no longer sound like a good plan.
We need to decide if we attack them or retrieve. Since they had the fortification restored and are veterans of war we can assume the defenses are competent enough to repel anyone without siege weapons. To invade we would need a sneak solution. Maybe the structure have a needle's eye we can use.
As much as would love to gain something from this trip I have to admit this challenge looks too much for just two warriors. We need to retrieve to the road.
The way I see you can kill the prisoner, getting rid of the burden, and use your mobility to ambush more patrols to cause some damage to their cause and collect some loot, or you can bring the prisoner with you to Alderberg. Assuming Lord Alderberg is sympathetic to our cause we could ask for a few good men and siege weapons and complement our forces with mercenaries to conquer this land. If we keep him alive, the prisoner would serve to show what we are dealing with and to provide more information under more severe interrogation (probable torture).
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No. 751910 ID: 9876c4

>>751904
This seems immensely dangerous, but probably the best we can do with this outcome.
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No. 751912 ID: 9876c4

>>751910
Although it occurs to me just how much attention we would draw with a gnoll in tow, for information of uncertain character.

No, I think our time with him has reached it's end.
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Reinhard [zakasi]: “I offered to spare thee if you gave us the information we sought, and you gave us counsel that, had we followed it, would have led to our deaths. Tell me, was it worth it monster?”

Gnoll [zakasi]: “Aye. Two years ago I swore enmity against the Order of the Black Cross, for it was they who murdered my wife and children in the sack of Rakazir. I would have risked far more than my life to see thee killed, templar, and my only regret is that I failed to see it through. May the gods you have forsaken curse thee and thy line.”

Reinhard [zakasi]: “You ought to have waited until you had the upper hand then. Now to hell with thee!”

Reinhard impales the gnoll with his sword, rupturing the heart. Reinhard severs the head and loots the body, retrieving 100 gulden and a shortsword.

Eldwin: “Well, that ended worse than I expected.”

Reinhard: “I had hoped to win over the bandits without recourse to arms, but it seems we are outmanned. Mark this place, for it would behoove us greatly to capture this fortress, nor should our reputation be the worse for liberating the old road. Perhaps we shall find the means to do so once we reach Alderberg.”

Eldwin: “Aye, let us be away from here then. I know not what has come to light, but I may guess it does not bode well for those who linger in these domains.”

Reinhard: “Quite so. Onward to Alderberg.”

To bring the gnoll with us would have been a perilous thing, more even than I realized, for I had not counted on his vengeful motive. However, his head will be proof enough for lord Alderberg, should such be needed.
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No. 752020 ID: 3f1823

Indeed I find the gnolls story to be sad one. I'm sure he is not the only one to swear vengeance on the order due to loss of family. A regrettable business, if only we had met on better terms, perhaps we could have swayed his thinking. A shame...
But this does bring up one concern, do you know of any other instances where someone has cause to wish vengeance upon us due to the order? It would not do well to have more enemies than we are already anticipating
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The old road winds on for quite some time, though it is difficult to mark the hour in the gloom. When the woods end, The village of Alderberg can be seen in the distance, nestled amongst the peaks of the Grim Mountains. Beyond, the turrets of castle Alderberg stand black against a leaden sky. It is late in the day, but the village may be reached well before evening. Reinhard and Eldwin are able to enter the village unhindered.

We have arrived at our destination. The lord of the castle, Baron Frederick Alderberg, was a friend to my father. Indeed, before the tragedy occurred, I had been promised the hand of his daughter, the maiden Greta Alderberg. I do not know what manner of reception I will have, but I hope he will grant me aid, if only for the sake of the friendship he shared with my father.


If all goes well, my quest to retrieve my ancestral territory shall begin in earnest. If you are to guide me well in this matter, then I must tell you something of the events that led to my father’s execution.

Long ago, Johann Schildburg, the half-brother of the reigning monarch Emperor Klaus the Third, attempted to usurp the throne. My father was late to join the emperor’s side, for he was ever a man of shrewd counsel, but nevertheless soon earned the emperor’s favor by the very wisdom and cunning that might have led him to the enemy camp. Indeed my father had always been careful in his choice of friends and enemies, with the exception of one, that being the baron Ulrich von Isengrim, his only cousin of first degree. Indeed, having no siblings of his own, my father regarded him as a brother and held him in the highest confidentiality.

Though they held in common the rank of baron, Isengrim had ever been dwarfed by my father in wit and grace, ever reliant on fear and bribery to substitute for the loyalty he could not inspire. For decades he had been content to follow my father’s lead, and to this day I do not know whether it was malignant envy or shortsighted greed that led him to murder his greatest benefactor. But murder him he did, driving a poisoned dagger into his back and opening the gates to allow his fellow conspirators to slaughter the loyal men of Finsterwald while he made good his escape.

Indeed, my father’s enemies had ever sought such an opportunity, but would never have had it but for that hell-spawned treachery. Yet they were ready to defame him in his death, for afterwards, von isengrim gave witness before the court of the emperor that he had acted to thwart a conspiracy to bring the usurper back into the kingdom, citing his intimate knowledge of my father’s affairs and the close confidence in which he had ever been kept. When accused of complicity in my father’s alleged actions during the War of the Two Emperors, he claimed to have acted under enchantment, for there were always many rumors of such dark things surrounding the Finsterwald estate.

All of this would have been passed off as the desperate pleading of a murderer and fratricide, but that his associates, including the bishop Kriegermann and the duke Falstein, gave false witness, and exploited the emperor’s paranoia with regard to his half-brother. In the end, the emperor blessed von Isengrim’s vile deeds, and in gratitude for thwarting the alleged conspiracy, bestowed my father’s estate, my estate, upon that infamous liar the baron von Isengrim.

There is no question of my father’s innocence in these matters, at least as they have been presented to the court. However, as long as my father’s enemies hold influence with the emperor and in the land, any attempt I make to retake my estate will be held unlawful, and though I may hold it as a bandit, my enemies may assault me without fear of reprisal, even as I would have done with the castle of the northern woods. This being the case, my final objective must be to find out who my enemies are at court, and either win them to my cause or render them incapable of opposing my project.

I am about to go into the court of Lord Alderberg, and it is time to take counsel with regards to this quest as a whole, for even if he be most kindly disposed towards me, I must be prepared to ask only for such favors as will be either small burden or that I may readily return, for I would not abuse the goodwill of one who may be my only reliable ally, both at present and in the future. Shall I ask for resources with which to prosecute my war against the bandits of the northwood, or to become his vassal and receive a fief? Perhaps it would be better not to place myself in his debt at this time.

I would hear your counsel on this matter.

>>752020
The Order, properly known as The Knightly Order of the Black Cross, also spoken of as The Knights of the Northern Temple, the Order of the North, or, in this region, simply as The Order, was created to defend the tomb of Kaschra. However in the centuries since the days when that was necessary, the order has been tasked with defending all of the northern border against the forces of barbarism and heathenry that floods in from the northern wastes. While acting as the weapon of The Church, the order has made many foes, but of late its forces have concentrated on recapturing the borderlands captured by heathens after the fall of The Old Empire. This has led to a war on many fronts, fought against the Gnollish clans, various pagan tribes, and the roving hoards of orcs and orc-kin. The Order has also in some places become tainted by worldly matters, and while on campaign there were rumors of friction between the Grand Master and Cardinal Albaran.

In addition, I had suspected the bandits were affiliated with the gnolls of Rakazir, for longtooth, that is, longfang or magakash in the zakasi tongue, was the name of that clan. This was confirmed, for our late informant spoke of the siege which concluded a war that had lasted for over a century. You shall no doubt hear more of it sometime, as well as my suspicions towards their chief, for Eldwin has been pestering me for war-tales since he joined me.
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No. 752059 ID: 5900b7

Now you are a mere soldier with a nobility title that carry infamy for decree of the emperor. You have no reliable source of income, your military power is compose of two paladins, your allies are few and had their influence was diminished. You need to acquire resource and loyal men, unless you plan to spend years reuniting adventurers you will need to either conquer an organized group without protection of others or gain favors from people in positions of power. You may be worried about the debt, but now is the time his help would be more crucial.
In the end our path will lean more to the military conquest than the peaceful negotiation, so it seems appropriate to start your campaign showing your capacity as such a leader. There are some challenges, besides the battle itself, the squatter claim of starvation suggest the food production isn't great.
There is one problem that concern me: if you conquer and govern that castle with Alderber's men won't that make you his vassal anyway?
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No. 752062 ID: 9876c4

To request a fief is to languish in obscurity.

TELL him of the threat the bandits pose, and ask for the resources to combat them. Even if he views your cause as just from the moment you arrive, he did not become a Lord by backing incapable men with grudges.
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No. 752197 ID: 52d0bb
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Reinhard and Eldwin spend the night in the local inn, a sturdy construction under the sign of the Grey Hart. After their expenditures they are left with 605 Gulden. Upon rising the next day they embark for castle Alderberg.

A man-at-arms questions them at the gate.


Man-at-Arms: “Ho there, sir knight, what is thy name, and what business brings thee to castle Alderberg?”

Reinhard: “My name is Reinhard, and this is my associate, the reverend father Eldwin Rothbart. I am the son of Reinald Finsterwald, who was a friend to Lord Alderberg. I have lately returned from campaigning abroad as a knight of the order, and had hoped for an audience with him.”

Man-at-Arms: “Indeed I recognize your arms, friend Reinhard, argent the finsterwald fox, rampant on a chevron sable. Perhaps you remember one Hans Brunhof, for there was a time when you were seen more often hereabouts.

Reinhard: “And how could I forget the faithful hans, who taught me to wield a halberd in my youth? It does me good to see that you have remained in good health through all these years.”

Hans: “Aye, and I hope it has served you well. Alas, lord Alderberg is presently away upon the hunt. However, you are welcome to remain here while you await his return. I shall fetch the steward to attend to thee.”

The steward leads Reinhard and Eldwin into the great hall, and food and drink are brought out for them. The steward informs Reinhard that they may consider themselves the guests of Lord Alderberg, and go about the castle as they wish. After taking breakfast, Reinhard takes leave with intent to reacquaint himself with the castle grounds. However, upon exiting the hall, he is arrested by the sound of his name.

“Reinhard?”

I recognize that voice. Tis surely the baron’s daughter, Greta Alderberg. I have not seen her in over five years, and much has happened in that time.
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No. 752200 ID: 3583d1

I hope you have not forgotten the customs of court. It would do you well to remove your helm in the presence of a lady such as herself.
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No. 752209 ID: 9876c4

Be smooth, be a gentleman.

Even if she has been promised to another man, it was not from lack of ardor on your part.
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No. 752217 ID: 7da6ad

Greet her with some joy in your voice. She is still dear friend, is she not?

And...Keep your helmet on. I feel your head will need protection in the next few moments.
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No. 753092 ID: 52d0bb
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A compromise: I shall raise my visor. I will greet her as warmly as I may, under the circumstances. However, I must not presume too much, for much may happen in five years’ time. I will open with remorse, in case she grudges my desertion.

“Greta… it has been too long. Forgive me.”

“What is there to forgive? What happened was not your fault.”

“Aye, but I am to blame for what came after. I acted the coward, leaving as I did.”

“Who can call thee coward, Reinhard? We have heard of naught but danger and heroism from the northern provinces.”

“No Greta. I was in the wrong. My place was here, with you, but despair overtook me, and I fled, for I could not bear to face thee and thy noble father having suffered so grievous a misfortune. It was easier to confront the barbarian hordes.”

“You may perceive it so, but do not fear that I hold it against thee. But I too must offer apology to you.”

“Your father has given you in marriage, has he not?”

“It is so. I am to be wedded to the earl of Talstadt.”

“Do not grudge him. Your father is old, and you yourself shall not stay young forever. To delay your marriage for the sake of a disinherited knight, exiled in a distant land, would have been the height of foolishness.”

“No Reinhard, my father did not wish this, but has been forced to it. Our fortune has not improved since your departure.”

“What? Tell me all that has happened.”

“The house of Alderberg never had great influence in the imperial council, but we have only diminished these past years. Since you left Talstadt has not ceased his attempts to obtain this alliance, but each time my father refused him, for Talstadt is a creature of The Duke, who my father has little love for, and I for my part begged him not to give me to a man of such low morals. But Talstadt knew of our weakness, and did everything in his power to weaken us further. When my father planned to make alliance with the baron Nordburg, Talstadt began to harry him with threats and abuse until he at last broke off all ties with us. We were left without allies, as he had planned, knowing that we would have no choice but to curry favor with him. My father has told him that he would give his answer in the spring, hoping to buy a few more months in which to improve our fortunes.”

The earl Talstadt was an eager tool of Duke Falstein, raised out of obscurity and placed in a position where he could work his master’s will. It seems that without the barons of Finsterwald and Isengrim to oppose him, the duke’s power in the northlands has grown uncontested. The baron Alderberg is my oldest ally, and Greta I have known since my earliest childhood. It grieves me to see them in such plight.

I would comfort her, but I fear to give false hope, or make promises that I shall regret.
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No. 753094 ID: 18c950

>>753092
You've been long away. Exchange your own tale of misfortune, the details she's likely missed. It can hurt to hear of someone close's suffering, but all the same to know you suffer together is to know you don't bear those burdens alone.

Take at least some time to reconnect, if possible. You can afford to delay your business meeting with her father at least a little while... what's an hour when you've already waited years?
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No. 753097 ID: 7da6ad

>>753092
Tell her that if your heart and valour were enough, you would aid her and her lord father without a moment of hesitation. Apologise immediately after for your empty boasting.

Alas, you are a long way from aiding even yourself. For now, you can only pray to the gods to be fortuitous and swift enough to put a stop to such an injustice against those you would call your own.
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No. 753128 ID: 5900b7

That give us an early goal with limited time. You can't promise to succeed, but promise you will try to accumulate forces to oppose Talstadt before the weeding.
It's early to decide how you are going to do this, but be it by battle or diplomacy you will need similar resources at your side.
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No. 753129 ID: 9876c4

Before, I was going to say live and let live. But this just went Strategic. You cannot let this marriage proceed. Isengrim's allies cannot gain more ground.

You can tell her you're back for a reason, and this ends with either Isengrim or you drawing your last. You have a plan, it's just... being improved at the moment.

If she responds positively to that, you could, like kiss her. Milady needs hope.
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No. 753935 ID: 52d0bb
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Reinhard: “I know what it means to be held at the mercy of an enemy, to find yourself powerless to defend yourself and your allies. I too have known the desolation and humiliation of being cornered and beaten down. It is enough to bring even the boldest to despair. By my father’s grave, I would spare you this insult, even if I must march alone on Talstadt Castle and wring that dog’s neck with my bare hands…
Forgive me, I have no right to such bold claims. And yet there is a chance, however slim, that I may be of some help. I did not return from the citadels of the order to watch idly while von Isengrim and his allies divide my homeland like a conquered territory. Your father and I share our enemies in common, and I vowed long ago that I would not rest until either I or von Isengrim is dead. Time is short, but come springtime, whatever force I may have mustered shall be at your service and at the service of your noble father. This, I swear.”

Greta: “Reinhard… Thank you.”

>Kiss her
I sense this may would betoken greater significance than intended under the current circumstances. However, a lighter gesture of affection seems appropriate.

Reinhard places a hand on Greta’s shoulder in reassuring fashion.

>Take some time in which to reacquaint thyself with yonder maiden.
It may be some time until lord Alderberg returns, and I have nothing better to do. Of what should we speak?
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No. 753953 ID: 7da6ad

Ask her of the news they received about you and the Order in the war. Laugh at the exaggerations the actual events went through till they reached them. In these solemn times, cherish the moments of jest and laughter.

Ask her about the state of the land - there's far too much bare soil with no greenery wherever you went. Not to mention the numerous ruined trees.
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No. 753974 ID: 5900b7

She seems well informed. Ask more about what happened during your absence and how friends and foes fared. You would talk about those topics anyway with her father, might as well spare him the most obvious explanations.
If the topic get unpleasant change the topic to one of your accomplishes in the war.
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No. 754321 ID: 52d0bb
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“Greta, would you walk with me? I expect it may be some time before my audience with your father, and I would hear more of what how you have fared in my absence.”

“Of course. And you for your part must tell me of your adventures in the north.”

Reinhard and Greta wander off towards the castle gardens.

Reinhard“You said earlier that house Alderberg has been abandoned by baron Nordburg. Is there anyone left in the northern provinces who stands with your father against the duke?”

Greta: “The abbot Adolphus has been in bitter opposition against the cardinal’s allies ever since he allowed Bishop Alphonse to tax the Schwemmland as part of his diocese, but his influence is limited in these lands. For a time my father sought to forge an alliance with the Earl of Schwarzburg, but he refuses to overlook our past grievances, and insists on prosecuting his rivalry with Talstadt alone if need be.

The duke has no doubt crossed many in his rise to power, but enough of them have been killed or ruined that those who remain fear to oppose him openly. I know of only the landgrave Weissgraf who continues to antagonize him, and even he is careful not to go too far. My father approached him once, but he feared such an alliance would be taken as a move to break the duke’s hegemony.”

Reinhard: “The abbot at least is a powerful ally. Adolphus was good friends with my father, and outside his diocese wields power greater than Kriegermann. I see Schwarzburg is as stubborn as ever, but I would not have expected Nordburg to desert us.”

Greta: “Aye, he has had many of his best knights desert him, bribed to join his enemies. Not only that, but talstadt has often attacked his lands. Though they were careful to remove their insignia, many claimed to recognize the bandits as knights of talstadt’s affinity. Many times he sought to have his grievances addressed, but Falstein controls the courts and has the ear of the emperor, and they turn a blind eye to talstadt’s crimes. In the end, Nordburg’s son Edmund was slain defending a hamlet on the border. Hans prepared to attack Talstadt castle in his fury, but the duke’s forces were there first and he was forced to retreat. The devil Talstadt was so bold even as to admit his deeds, and threatened to do worse if he did not immediately break ties my father. Oh Reinhard, I have often feel we were foolish to oppose the duke.”

Reinhard: “Edmund Nordburg has been killed? That is grievous news indeed. He was a courageous and jovial companion. Even if he had not taken you from me, I would slay Talstadt for this alone. Your father is no fool, Greta. It is a wicked man who gathers such allies about himself, and who uses such shameful methods to further his cause. Your father is doing his just duty in opposing him, and he has not lost yet... But I had better save my wrath for some other time, let us speak of something else. Shall I tell you of my adventures in the northlands?”

Greta: “Yes, that would be most agreeable.”

>The Northlands appear desolate
They have always been thus.
Apologies for the lackluster graphics, I have to divide my scant spare time between this and several other projects, and I think updating frequently is more important than the quality of the pictures. I will be sure to mention any important details in the text.
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No. 754345 ID: 7da6ad

In the way you speak of him, I suppose that Edmund was the only son of Lord Nordburg? Is inheritance strictly agnatic or can daughters inherit as well? What is to happen with Nordburg lands?

>The Northlands appear desolate
>They have always been thus.

So how do Northlanders survive? Would I be right to assume that their survival is based on goats and mining?
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>>754345
His other sons, Herman and Helmut, were not well known to me. Helmut had entered the clergy long ago, and Herman, who Greta might have married under other circumstances, was but a boy when I last saw him. In Kaschraland, there is no law that forbids a woman to inherit her father’s estate, but titles and offices descend to a woman only in the absence of any other kindred. The barony of Nordburg is conferred by any title or office, but held in fief of Duke Falstein, so Hans might will it down to a daughter if he chose, if he had any.

Much of the northlands is mountainous and wild, but not barren. The value of the land comes from its timber, livestock, and, as you say, mining. Certain plants can be cultivated in such conditions, but it is generally more profitable to use the land for grazing.
there is grass, the trees are healthy, but drawing appropriately detailed scenery takes time.

Reinhard and Greta enter the castle gardens.

Reinhard: “Tell me, what word has come back to Alderberg? Eldwin told me he had heard nothing after my captivity. Tis not surprising, the order’s messengers are no bards, and speak to inform, not to inspire or entertain.”

Greta: “Aye. We hear mostly rumors, although our chaplain sometimes brings back word after a trip to Grisburg. The Clergy are better connected to the Order than the nobility it seems. It was from him that we learned you had been taken captive by the gnolls.”

Reinhard: “Yea, it is so. The order is not secretive, but they care little for the politics of the nobles and have no need to keep up relations with them, except as necessary to alert them of the condition of the borderlands. No doubt you have heard that we have reclaimed the last of the ancient border-castles?”

Greta: “Yes, my father declared a festival all through Alderberg to mark the occasion. And to think, this war that you have ended was begun nearly a century ago. My grandfather fought the orcs in the northern forests, and now the great barrier has been restored. You should be proud.”

Reinhard: “You speak as if it were my doing. I never even took the full vows. I fought beside men who had been on the front for longer than I have been alive. Grand Master von Winterhof had been fighting the gnolls for 40 years when I joined. But come, tell me what rumors you heard, I could use a little merriment after my journey.”

Greta: “We heard that the orcs numbered in the millions, and lived in great tunnels larger than any city, that the knights defeated them by flooding them with the orcs’ own blood.”

Reinhard: “Not so much. The orcish lair of Graka was built into the side of the mountains, and they were quite large. However, orcs are not skilled in construction, and had hardly improved on the natural caverns. No doubt it impressed many who had little experience of caverns, but having lived in the grim mountains so long, I doubt you would think much of it. As for drowning them in their own blood, I believe I know the individuals responsible for spreading that about. It is purely a jest, and we cut them down in the conventional fashion.”

Greta: “I had heard the orcs fought alongside monsters the size of houses, and that their weapons were whole oaks.”

Reinhard: “Trolls, no doubt. They are quite large, though I never saw any quite as large as that. They are deadly with their clubs, for armor is no defense against their brute strength.”

Greta: “Did you see a troll?”

Reinhard: “Aye, and killed one too, though not as you might think...”

Greta becomes agitated, and Reinhard turns around. There is a figure at the edge of the garden.

Reinhard: “Who goes there? Show thyself!”

Greta: “Reinhard, I am certain that man was not there before..”

Reinhard: “Stand back, Greta, well-intentioned folk do not skulk thus in the shadows.”

I am deeply apprehensive. It is strange I did not notice the thing (for it strikes me as inhuman) enter. It was not there before, though it may have been lurking behind the tree throughout our discussion. Most strangely of all, I feel as though I have seen it before, though I think I should remark it more clearly if I had.
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No. 754483 ID: 86a6f7

Protect the Lady Greta! Tell her to call the garrison to her immediately! There is an intruder in the castle, if it is inhuman than more people would be well advised so we may dispatch this being! Stand your ground, it will not take one more step!
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No. 754609 ID: 9876c4

>>754483
Well, yes, this.
Where the devil are Eldwin and Hans?
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No. 754641 ID: 7da6ad

Crap, is that a hag or some other sort of witch-kin?

Retreat from the yard into cover.
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Reinhard: “Greta, fetch the men-at-arms, and Eldwin if you can find him. This is no man, and has probably entered by scaling the walls.”

Greta: “Yes, of course”

The creature does not advance. I think it is no hag, indeed it seems immaterial, like a smoke or mist. It is unfortunate Eldwin is not here, for if it is a spirit or demon, an exorcist would be a welcome ally.
I will keep my distance, but I do not wish to lose sight of it, nor would I have it advance into the castle.
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No. 754659 ID: cb4760

Might as well attempt diplomacy.
"Hail, what manner of being are you?" Or something like that.
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No. 754660 ID: 9876c4

Fight defensively. I doubt it'll be hurt by mere steel, and there's no telling what ailments it might inflict.

A flaming arrow or torch would be nice here, but you've got to keep it busy until then.
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No. 754662 ID: 52d0bb
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I will raise my shield and prepare to parry.

Reinhard: “Hold there, monster, what manner of creature are you? For what reason have you come to this place?”

The creature gestures with a finger and steps forward.

Creature: “...”

Reinhard: “Come no closer monster, I know the rites of exorcism, and will use them if you force me!”

Creature: “Reinhard son of Reinald… Remember...”

Reinhard: “...What? How do you know me, creature?”

Creature: “Remember...”

Reinhard: “Speak damn ye! What should I remember?”

There is a sound of footsteps from the adjoining corridor.
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No. 754664 ID: 1d744d

This association with riddles seems familiar, more craftier demons often seem to enjoy these kind of mind games with those whose soul they want, stay on your guard! What are you supposed to remember if you have no basis for what to remember?
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No. 754666 ID: 9876c4

Have you two met before?
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Reinhard: “Who are you and what do you want of me?!”

Eldwin: “Reinhard, we are coming!”

At the sound of the voice, the apparition vanishes. Where it stood, a frenzied murder of crows flies croaking into the leaden sky.

Eldwin: “Reinhard, where is the beast? Are you injured?”

Reinhard: “...I am unharmed. The thing has gone.”

Eldwin: “Which way did it go? It would not do well to have a monster wandering the grounds!”

Reinhard: “It vanished as suddenly as it appeared. Had not Greta seen it as well, I would have doubted my senses. If there is any further danger to be expected, you know better than I.”

Eldwin: “Alas Reinhard, many such apparitions touch the earth once and are heard from no more. When such is the case, there is little for the wise to ponder, save what may be gleaned from the sacred texts.”

Reinhard: “Then I will let the matter rest. How is Greta?”

Eldwin: “She is concerned for your safety, but otherwise none the worse. Also, Frederick has sent a messenger ahead to inform the castle that he is returning with the corpse of a great mountain boar. I was coming to tell you when I met Greta in the hall.”

Reinhard: “Well, I am glad you have not had to exert yourself too much in coming to my relief. We had better prepare for our audience with Lord Alderberg.”

Eldwin: “Aye, I have not worn my armor for so long in years, and I fear I shall regret it tomorrow morning if I do not change into something more comfortable soon.”

Reinhard and Eldwin retire to their chambers and don such courtly garments as have been provided for their use by the steward.

>>754664
This encounter has given me much to think of. It may be as you say, for by no means did the creature deal openly with me. However, I am disturbed it should show such interest in me. I have a great foreboding that I have not seen the last of it.

>>754666
I did feel a strange sense of familiarity, as if I had been expecting this. And yet I swear I have never in my life seen such a creature as that.
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Reinhard arrives at the main hall to greet baron Alderberg, along with eldwin.

Reinhard: “Ho, Frederick, we have heard you fared well upon the hunt.”

Frederick: “What, can it be? Reinhard Finsterwald? This is quite a welcome! Come speak with me lad! I have not seen you in over half a decade!”

Frederick dismounts and embraces Reinhard in manly fashion. Together they make their way with their attendants towards the feast hall while the castle servants busy themselves with carrying in the boar.

Frederick: “We have fared well indeed: a great monster of a boar! And yet, if we have not misheard, you have showed me up in marvelous fashion! Is it true the great city of Rakazir is ours once more?”

Reinhard: “It is indeed, my lord, and with it, the whole of the northern barrier.”

Frederick: “Ha! It is a marvelous thing you have done, young Reinhard. Your father would have been proud. We held a feast when we heard the news, now we shall feast to your safe return!”

Reinhard: “I merely came in to see it finished. Better men than I have worked at this labor for over a century.”

Frederick: “Ha, this is no time for humility, my lad! Tis a time for celebration, and tales of heroic deeds abroad!”

Eldwin: “Aye, Reinhard has been promising me his tales since I met him three days ago.”

Reinhard: “Have a little patience, Eldwin, there shall be time enough for all of that tonight, and in the meantime, there are some matters of weightier nature I would discuss with thee, Frederick.”

Frederick’s countenance darkens and his manner more serious

Frederick: “Aye, I expect you do. Much has happened since you left, and very little of it bodes well for our fortunes. I shall call a council after the feast, and I shall endeavor to aid you however I may.”

Reinhard: “You are most gracious, lord Frederick, as ever.”

Frederick: “Think nothing of it, dear Reinhard. I owed your father my life a dozen times over, and… I owe you an apology. I do not know if you have spoken to Greta...”

Reinhard: “I have, and you need not apologize. I could not have asked her to join me in my penury, even had you kept the offer open.”

Frederick: “Reinhard, it is a terrible thing that has befallen you. Your father was my greatest friend, and the truest knight I ever knew, and his death has harmed me but little less than you, and for Greta, it has been a tragedy whose extent I have yet to find the end of. But come, the feast awaits. We may discuss this further afterwards.”
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A great feast is held at Alderberg Castle, attended by Frederick’s attendants, retainers, servants, and guests. There is much merriment as friends old and new recline at table and share the best wine of Alderberg’s extensive cellars. After the festivities, Reinhard, Eldwin, Frederick, his advisors and retainers retire to the council chamber.

Frederick: “Here we sit my friends, assembled at council to discuss our position and strategy, at the behest of my guest, Reinhard of Finsterwald. Now, Reinhard, ask of me what you will.”

Reinhard: “I must thank thee first of all, my lord, for the hospitality you have shown to us today. But I would not linger overlong on pleasantries. As some of you know, my inheritance and title have been wrongfully seized by the treachery of the earl of Isengrim, and the cunning deceit of his master, the duke of Falstein. It was to avenge my father and reclaim my rightful place among the nobility that I parted ways with the Order and returned to Kaschraland.

Now, I have spoken with some before now, and it seems that, if I have suffered more severely, no one has been secure from the ambitions of the duke. The lords of Nordburg and Schwartzburg he has handed over to his minion, Talstadt, and even amongst the clergy he exerts his fell influence through his alliance with the cardinal, and even Eldwin has been consigned to a wilderness parish controlled by the robber baron of krahendorf. Now I find my friend the baron of Alderberg is being forced to wed his only daughter to the rat Talstadt, because of all this.

I have been away for fully five years in the northern wastes, and return to find that the men who were my friends or my fathers friends have without exception been oppressed or killed. Even apart from my own ambitions, this state of affairs appears to me utterly disastrous. Can it be that there is no one of the old alliance that can check the excesses of the duke and his affinity?”

Frederick: “It grieves me to admit it, but that is very much the case. With the death of Reinald, the old alliance fell apart and our enemies have gained the ascendancy. To see you here once more gives me hope, but it is ill-founded, for though you may possess your father’s courage and wisdom, you lack his resources and connections, and there is little one knight can do against a man such as the duke, and assuredly, you shall have no luck against von Isengrim while he stands under Falstein’s protection.”

Reinhard: “Then in that case, we must deal with the duke one way or the other, for I have vowed to see it done regardless of the difficulty. However, as I see it, we cannot afford to provoke him openly until we have gathered allies and built up our strength. For my part, I have accepted that it may be some time before I may reclaim the seat of my ancestors, but I do not intend to remain a beggar during that time.

My lord Alderberg, there is, north of your domain, a wild and uninhabited region, namely, the north woods. While we were passing through, Eldwin and I discovered that it has become infested by a band of outlaws, who have refurbished an old ruin for use as a base, and have even set the squatters of the region to work as serfs. I would ask your leave to solicit men from your domains to accompany me on a quest to liberate this region. If I am successful, I shall establish myself therein and attempt to strengthen my position.”

Frederick: “I grant it to thee. There are always hunters and adventurers aplenty in Alderberg, for these wild lands ever create such men. You may ask among my knights as well, for they have had little to do of late, though they will doubtless charge a hefty fee.”

Reinhard: “Thank you, old friend. Also, with regards to Greta’s suitor, the vermin Talstadt, am I correct in my deduction that you would prefer to avoid this alliance?”

Frederick: “Indeed, I have refused Talstadt as long as I dared. I would scorn association with his house only for his shameful actions against the baron of Nordburg, but that is hardly the end of his villainy.”

Reinhard: “Frederick, if I could raise an army, and convince the baron of nordburg to resume his opposition before the spring, would you deny talstadt his suit?”

Frederick: “Reinhard, if you do this thing you have claimed, I promise you that talstadt shall never have my daughter.”

Reinhard: “Then it is done. Tomorrow I will begin my preparations.”

Frederick: “Very well, it is done. Reinhard, I tell thee the truth. Since your father’s death, I had fallen into a deep gloom born of despair. For the first time since that day, I feel my old strength, and the vigor of renewed hope.”

Reinhard: “I pray that your hope is not in vain, my lord.”

Frederick: “Aye. Now, is there anything else you wish to discuss?”

I have gained this audience at last and will not have another chance for some time. If there is anything further you wish to say or do, now is the time to speak.
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No. 754790 ID: 7da6ad

Find out if the accusations against your father are widely believed. This will affect how you should go about finding support. One of the more unsavory options would be to go along with the narrative and to work toward disassociating yourself from your father, but let's hope it won't come to such dishonor.

Discuss the price of Frederick's eventual aid. Yes, he is an old friend, but feudalism demands exchange of favors for mutual benefit. Even if he is willing to do it with no strings attached, you cannot allow deaths of his men be for no gain to his demesne.

Start pondering on the nature of the creature you encountered and your reactions to it. What if accusations against your father were not entirely untruthful? Would it even be rationally possible that your father was something more than you realised?
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No. 754852 ID: 9876c4

Check in on your allies. Eldwin and Greta, maybe even Hans, and see that they're in somewhat good spirits. (This need not require an art update, if theres naught to report.)

What sort of resources would we need to do a night attack?
Maybe a dwarf to lead us in the dark, and some sort of concealed point of entry? I wonder if there might be an architect who would be familiar with the manner of castle we saw.

These bandits tried to ambush us, and I'd like to meet them in kind.
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No. 754871 ID: 5900b7

Stealth is useful, but I don't believe it's your style. Have you give though to siege weapons? I have doubts about what you need to do to acquire them.
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Reinhard: “There are a few things. Tell me Frederick, does the emperor still hold my house in disfavor? Surely there must be enough who know Falstein’s ways that they will not place too great a trust in his words, used to discredit his foes.”

Frederick: “The word of the duke is by no means damning, but he exerts a disproportionate influence in the imperial court, and by now has weaseled his way into the emperor’s favor. It was Isengrim’s testimony, and the edict of the cardinal that were decisive in bringing the emperor’s wrath upon your house.
I think the accusation of conspiracy carries greater weight with the emperor than anything else, though in the northlands, there are many among the common folk who take the accusations of sorcery seriously enough, perhaps because they know more of the rumors of finsterwald and less of the means by which the inquisition can be used for the furtherance of political influence. There is some good news, for the alliance between the cardinal and the duke has been strained lately.”

Reinhard: “Do you think the cardinal may be convinced to rule in my favor?”

Frederick: “Perhaps, though I doubt he will do it without sizable recompense.”

Reinhard: “Speaking of recompense, I would have some words with regards to our lengthier campaign. One day, I will wish to move against von Isengrim, and on that day I will need allies. Though you have been a true friend to me and my father, I would not ask you to expend your resources on my behalf without offering something in return.”

Frederick: “It shall be as it was in the old days of Finsterwald and Alderberg: who attacks one attacks the other. I would prefer a Finsterwald at my southern border, for after murdering his own cousin, who knows what Isengrim may not attempt against us, should he wish to expand his domain. When the time comes, we may discuss further details regarding the division of spoils.”


>Look after your allies
I saw them at the feast, and spoke to Greta of our encounter. She seemed at ease after seeing I was unharmed, and Eldwin duly calmed her fears of supernatural manifestations. Hans was, if anything, a bit too merry, and is now soundly asleep in the feast hall. Eldwin has been mostly silent during the council, but so far his expertise has not been called on and he has been listening intently.

>Consider our strategy for taking the fortress
I have taken part in many sieges in the past, but I doubt six-hundred gulden will purchase the resources for that. Promises of a share of the spoils may be sufficient for mercenaries, but for the digging of mines, the construction of siege engines, and so on, we would be required to hire laborers at a predetermined wage, not to mention an indeterminate amount of rations if we are not to plunder the squatters. If we cannot gather forces for a frontal assault, stealth may be our only recourse.
To acquire the services of the dwarves would be a quest in itself, and as I would prefer to avoid either mining the walls or engaging the gnolls in darkness (for like dwarves they are chiefly nocturnal by nature) I am not greatly motivated to undertake it. However, there should be some among the squatters as have taken part in the castle’s construction, who may be induced to aid us. As the bandits are few in number, ambushing them on the road as before may help to even the odds in our favor.
In the end, our strategy will depend greatly on what resources we can find.

>Could the accusations of sorcery against your father be related to the apparition of before?
This has been troubling me of late. There have been rumors of the finsterwald forest and the family that ruled it for centuries, though I never saw any evidence of occult practices in all my years there. It is said that a wizard cannot truly die, for his soul lives apart from the body and persists after it. But even if it were so, why should it appear to me now?
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No. 754885 ID: 7da6ad

Would it be more prudent to hire the aid of assassins to clear the fort instead of mercenaries? Or some other adept of stealthy movement to poison the bandits' water supply or food storage?

>But even if it were so, why should it appear to me now?
Maybe it cannot stray too far from its place of haunting? Before you retire, think what the apparition might want you to remember. And ask Eldwin for a blessing upon your rest - it might dissuade the creature from haunting your dreams.
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No. 754886 ID: 5900b7

The bandits may be few but there is no reason to believe they are incompetents. If we ambush their patrols eventually they will realize what is happening and will close the gates and defend the walls. At that point we will need at minimum a way to reach the castle protected from the projectiles and a tool to force the gate.
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No. 754896 ID: 7da6ad

>>754886
Not to mention that they might lash out against surrounding villages.
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No. 754928 ID: 52d0bb
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>Hire assassins
It would take bold and exceptionally cunning man to attempt to infiltrate an occupied castle and murder a man surrounded by soldiers, and I would be surprised to find such a one in Alderberg. Besides which, even the pettiest hired murderer would demand a sizable fee in advance of his services, and this we can ill afford. However, if for instance, it happens the bandits depend upon a single well or reservoir, and thus the entire garrison may be destroyed through clever poisoning, or some other similar weakness is discovered, then it may be worth it.

>We must not rely on ambushes
I agree. Even our chance meeting yesterday would likely have set the bandits to scouring the woods. Such an attack would serve only for a little while, but when the enemy is small in number, even one or two may be sufficient to open a gap in their patrols.

Frederick: “Well Reinhard, if that is all, then I think it is time to speak of lighter matters. You have been baiting us all with your adventures in the north, after all. Give us a song!”

Eldwin: “Aye, it’s time enough, Reinhard! Your escape from the Dungeons of Rakazir, as promised!”

Reinhard: “If you insist. I am no bard, but bring me a harp, and I will do my utmost. Eldwin, however, must accompany me on the flute, so that I may have company in my humiliation.”

Eldwin: “Ha ha! I accept your terms, Reinhard. I would chide thee for neglecting your practice all these years, had I not fallen into the same vice myself. Nevertheless, we shall entertain thee, lord Alderberg, if not by our skill, then by the lack thereof, ha ha!”

Reinhard: “Hush thy mouth, Eldwin.

Now listen, and I shall sing to thee of the manner in which I escaped the foul dungeons of Rakazir, and returned thence to fulfill my vow and see that accursed citadel burned to the ground...”
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Thus ends the first chapter of the Vagabond’s Quest. The tale of Sir Reinhard shall be continued here >>754923
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