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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 20:26:21 GMT
Violet sighed again. "It would be good to eat. truly. I'm not even sure I can help the people, but I feel obliged to try. We rule their lives now. Or we will, Seven be willing. But what can I do? I told the innkeeper I was going to help this one man. I will look like a fool if I go straight back." "Aight aight... Lead on, m'lady." Hoster had already given up arguing before proposing to go back, so he considered this to be a win. Better to have one goal than to randomly walk around looking for urchins to clean their boogers. He twitched, though, at he mentioning of the Seven, this was a constant reminder of why he had kept away from the family for so long.
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Jun 7, 2016 20:30:13 GMT
"Aight aight... Lead on, m'lady." Hoster had already given up arguing before proposing to go back, so he considered this to be a win. Better to have one goal than to randomly walk around looking for urchins to clean their boogers. He twitched, though, at he mentioning of the Seven, this was a constant reminder of why he had kept away from the family for so long. She felt more confident with her uncle beside her. She had to at least see what the man was like before she decided whether she could help him or not. "The innkeeper said the man lives across the road, so I think she means this house," she said, indicating a nearby house. "We'll speak to him and see what the situation is. We'll go right back after that, I promise."
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 7, 2016 20:55:55 GMT
Quite possibly making the most ill advised decision this admin has ever seen (and we just had a group wander off in the woods at night for a hunt) Violet Blackfort knocked in the dead of night on the door of a man the innkeeper had derisively told her was in need of a lay. She heard cursing on the other side of the door and something break as the occupant made their way to answer it, grumbling about who the fuck in their right mind would knock on someone's door at such an hour. As the door opened, it revealed a very old angry man. As he saw Violet, however, cantankerous demeanor turned to shock, much like this humble admin, unable to believe this was actually happening.
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Jun 7, 2016 21:02:57 GMT
Violet shrank back against her uncle. She hadn't realised the man was quite that old or that foul-mouthed. Then again, she reflected, the innkeeper was quite old herself. She wondered if there was any way to salvage the situation.
"Good evening," she said. "The innkeeper said you might be in need of help. I'm Violet Blackfort, sister to your new lord. I want to help the people of the town. My uncle and I came here to see if there's anything we can do to help you?"
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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 21:07:41 GMT
"Yeah, wha' she said." Hoster stood impassively like a 6'6 solic stone monolith, grimacing at the man. He was in no mood for cleaning old people's shit out of their underclothes; if the girl wanted to do it, she'd do it on her own.
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 7, 2016 21:09:54 GMT
(Success. Violet goes up 1 Disposition Level with the old horndog. Yay? +1 Charm)
The old man's whole face lit up, though unfortunately for Violet, he had stopped listening after she said "The innkeeper said you might be in need of help."
"It's not my name day for another month, gods I loved that woman!" he exclaimed, apparently assuming that with them all likely about to starve to death, his old friend the inkeeper had somehow purchased him a night with an expensive prostitute. "Come in! Come in! The bed is over there!" He was practically jumping for joy. He might break a hip. He did not even notice Hoster, but would likely assume he was her pimp.
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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 21:11:54 GMT
Hoster raised an eyebrow, his grimace not really improving. He would come in to see the bed, if it didn't have something to be fixed and the old men really meant what he understood, someone would have a broken hip by the end of the night.
"M'lady, ah don' think it'd be wise to go inside." Hoster told her, already flexing his fists. "Lemme take care of this, eh?!"
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Jun 7, 2016 21:21:04 GMT
Violet hesitated. She didn't want to offend the old man but something in Hoster's tone made her worry. She made no attempt to step through the door.
"Is the bed broken?" She asked "I know nothing about carpentry but I would be happy to help you find a carpenter to fix it."
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 7, 2016 21:23:10 GMT
"I'm not the young buck I used to be, but it will be when we're done with it," he said excitedly, letting out a wheezing laugh. He was already taking off his clothes.
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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 21:23:11 GMT
"Just stay outside, lil' Violet." Hoster said stepping into the house and urging his men to do the same. He closed the door. A darkness hung over his face, his evening was about to get more interesting.
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Jun 7, 2016 21:24:18 GMT
Violet shrieked in horror, having not quite understood the old man's intentions, despite her misgivings. She ran back into the inn, forgetting all about her pride.
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 7, 2016 21:32:08 GMT
By the time Jon closed the door, the man was entirely naked, shrivelled like a prune, bit with youthful excitement in his eyes. He felt better than he had in 20 years, when before his wife had died.
As the door closed, the naked old man looked curiously at Hoster.
"Did Muriel not already pay you?" he asked, naming the innkeeper. "If not, give me one moment and I'll dig up my coin. Lord Lucas Lothson gave me a whole silver stag some forty years ago for shoeing his horse. Been saving it for a rainy day and it's been pouring of late."
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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 21:40:35 GMT
"Ye fecking lil' shit." Hoster jerked at the man, grabbing the few remaining threads of hair on his head and kicking him on the knee with all his strength. "Wha' part o' 'new Lord's sistah' didn't ye understand , ye piece o' dried dogshit?!?! Look into mah eyes an' say: 'yer niece looks like a fecking whore'. Do it, old man."
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 7, 2016 21:44:56 GMT
Hoster: 121 Eustace the Old Man: 10
The old naked man's leg shatters as it is kicked by the stranger that had barged into his house and started yelling at him. As his leg gave out, the hairs Hoster was gripping tore out of his head and Eustace cracked his skull open on the corner of a nightstand he had built with his own hands. He died very alone, very naked, and very confused.
(Not a full 24 hours in Harrentown and a family member of its new lord has already beaten an old man to death. Any shred of hope the smallfolk had of having a just and merciful ruler were undone in an instant. House Blackfort loses 2 Disposition Levels with the smallfolk of Harrentown.)
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Post by Boros on Jun 7, 2016 21:53:07 GMT
"Ah was not actu'ly expectin' it ta go this way..." Hoster shrugged, cleaning the torn out hairs from his hand. All he wanted was a fucking bowl of soup and a warm fireplace for the night, now he had a headache and no wine to help him fix this. "Git 'tis bugger out o' mah sight." He told Muddy and Mors.
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