The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Oct 31, 2016 18:36:06 GMT
(This is slightly redundant, but it helps me focus all these elements into one thread for easy digestion.
I will be rolling Belric's Command skill for every action post and then roll individual combat scores for awarding individual points.)
Outside the open gate was a young brute with various pox scars and a bright red mop on his head. He appeared unarmed from Belric's perspective beyond the treeline, but Kyle could be fairly certain he had a long knife at his back or something more substantial sitting in the long grass nearby. He did his best to pretend he wasn't playing guard and paid no mind to Ser Reggie and his men as they approached the gate.
Ser Reggie had not spoken since his introduction, and had returned to his sullen survey of the horizon. Nickelplate, on the other hand, had much to say on the price of wine in Harrentown, and it's poor comparison to the wondrous stock of Robb Honeyspoon.
Belric and company could clearly see the knight and his two men arriving alongside their informant and two others.
(One post each before Ser Reggie travels into enemy territory with the taxes.)
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Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Oct 31, 2016 19:14:10 GMT
Flex looked about casually, but inside his pulse was racing. This had not been his best idea, he had to admit. He commiserated with the complaints of alcohol prices but decides to wait and see how the inevitable violence plays out.
50 unarmed.
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Oct 31, 2016 21:23:02 GMT
Willis was really confused as to what the damn name of this place was, but followed Belric's orders regardless.
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 1, 2016 3:08:44 GMT
Belric squinted his eyes, attempting to get a better look at the brutish youth near the gates. He would not ruin the element of surprise until he had good reason. (Observation: 11)
"On my signal." He said to the men, one hand tightening around his reins while the other held his lance. "Ser Willis and Ser Willem, make sure that gate stays open. Ser Garlan, you and I will defend Ser Reggie and his men." Belric looked to his other commanders, (Anyone else joining us on this raid? I have things that need doing) "Ladder teams at the ready. We go as one, strength through unity."
-Two-Handed Swords: 85 -Lance: 20 -Full Plate: 40 -Command: 70 -Horsemanship: 20 -Agility: 40 -Strength: 42
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Nov 1, 2016 20:03:20 GMT
Willem put on his helm as discretely as he was able to (Stealth: 40 ?), and then slipped his left arm into his shield, tightening its straps. Then he placed his hand on the pommel of his blade, not wanting to draw too much attention to the group by having more than one highly armored man riding around with lances for no apparent reason. He glanced over at Willis, determining the man's position and the best path for him to take in order for them to most effectively hold the gate. Then he looked forward again and waited for Belric to give his order.
Horsemanship: 66 Agility: 40 Strength: 51 Plate: 40 One Handed Swords: 85 Shield: 30
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The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Nov 1, 2016 21:03:57 GMT
Inside the yard, Ser Reggie paused to inspect the shattered shutters while one of his men tended to the horses, careful to let no one near the bags of gold. "Ser Walder would have gutted the man who did this to his home, and strung his entrails across the front gate as a warning."
He then strode into the tavern, where he paused just a few feet from the threshold. The knight surveyed the room with an imperious gaze, while it's few visible guests gazed into their drinks as though they were reading each other's fortunes. At the bar stood the dark haired, older woman wiping old cups. Only she looked directly at the nobles, and with a smile.
"What will it be, gentleman?"
"A glass of Pinkmaiden wine for me." The knight set his hands on the table and leaned forward. "Aegon outside will take a thimble of cider. Kasper?"
"Just some cool water, milady." Kasper had not taken his blue eyes off of Kyle and his two companions since their introduction.
The woman nodded and smiled. "I apologize, but I'll need to fetch the good stuff from the cellar." She turned to Kyle. "Would you mind helping me roll the barrel upstairs?"
***
With the guests securely inside, the gate guard was now fetching a sword and sheath hidden nearby. He wipes off the weapon, fastens it to his belt, and takes a much more overt stance near the gate, scanning the nearby wooded area for witnesses or threats.
(Command success.)
Everyone holds their hidden position without issue
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Post by Ethan Flatrivers on Nov 1, 2016 21:17:58 GMT
Flex nods. "Of course," he said, following the old woman, his vial of fun in his pocket.
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Boros
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Post by Boros on Nov 2, 2016 12:16:32 GMT
Hoster stood on the back of the group, his stump and eye still hurting like a bitch. He kept wondering what in the seven fecking hells he was doing here, probably because he was drunk as a mule. Which he had probably done because he was scared shitless of the idea of fighting again after their meeting with his former compadres. They had insisted that he joined them: "oh it's going to be good for you, Hostie, getting some fresh air"; fucking retards all of them, he should have stayed moping around the castle.
(Can't do this on my phone, will add stats in 5hrs)
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Jormun Rivers
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He's probably with Dacey.
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Post by Jormun Rivers on Nov 2, 2016 14:50:35 GMT
Jormun has actually been here the entire time, waiting quietly for the opportunity to stab the McFuck out of somebody again.
Spears: 90 Crossbows: 43 Chain&Shield Happy the Heinous: Biiiiird
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Nov 2, 2016 17:27:12 GMT
Belric squinted his eyes, attempting to get a better look at the brutish youth near the gates. He would not ruin the element of surprise until he had good reason. (Observation: 11) "On my signal." He said to the men, one hand tightening around his reins while the other held his lance. "Ser Willis and Ser Willem, make sure that gate stays open. Ser Garlan, you and I will defend Ser Reggie and his men." Belric looked to his other commanders, (Anyone else joining us on this raid? I have things that need doing) "Ladder teams at the ready. We go as one, strength through unity." -Two-Handed Swords: 85 -Lance: 20 -Full Plate: 40 -Command: 70 -Horsemanship: 20 -Agility: 40 -Strength: 42 Dacey, wearing leather and her signature war paint, approached Belric shortly after he was done barking orders. "Where do you need me?" she inquired. 88 Swords 81 Bows (+10) Leather, Off-Hand Weapon 32 Agility (I think I still have the -10 penalty from the last bandit hunt)
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 2, 2016 18:49:43 GMT
"Put an arrow between his eyes." Belric said to Dacey, pointing at the lone guard manning the gates.
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Nov 2, 2016 20:09:46 GMT
A corner of Dacey's mouth twitched a little at Belric's frankness as she stepped away and drew an arrow, aiming it at the sentinel.
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Post by The Raven on Nov 2, 2016 21:35:42 GMT
The black haired woman who is in her late thirties at most and could hardly be called old leads her fellow innkeeper behind the bar and through a door. Past a second door, Kyle found himself descending stairs into a darkened room. After a moment of adjusting his eyes, he discovered seven leathered men nursing their weapons. Most sat on old barrels, and not a one failed to brandish his weapon upon Kyle's entrance.
"Flex..." Hal, in full plate, had the daughter on his knee. Judging from her expression and the location of the man's exposed hand, she was not enjoying her time in the cellar. "What do you make of our guests?"
The wife, while attempting to divert her eyes from her child's suffering, lead Kyle to a barrel carefully marked Pinkmaiden.
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Five months ago, there had been a redheaded farmer named Jon, with a fine six acres near Lord Harroway's Town, until Piper men murdered his son, raped both his wife and daughter before him, then left them all for dead after a knife wound to the throat. When he woke, he found a green eyed stranger burying his family for him and feeding the farmer water and what remained of the harvest. Today, that man stood outside the Unlucky Crab, carrying an old sword he took from a caravan guard Hal had beaten to death with his own fists.
When the arrow strikes his chest, he cries out in a hoarse voice before turning to face the gate, attempting to draw his sword and open it at the same time.
(1 point awarded to Dacey's archery. Heavy Wound to Farmer Jon.)
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 2, 2016 21:59:57 GMT
"Hit him again," ordered Belric without a shred of remorse.
"Willem, Willis, Jormun, on me! We have to secure that gate. Ser Garlan, set up a perimeter and start sending our ladders over those walls. No one leaves the tavern." Having given his command, Belric kicked his horse into gear and started the charge. He held to his lance firmly, ready to run through anyone who got in his way.
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Nov 2, 2016 23:48:19 GMT
Dacey had drawn another arrow as soon as she'd released the first one, having sensed it wouldn't strike as true as she would have liked. She let the second arrow fly before Belric was even done with his first sentence.
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