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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: You are King!
« on: July 13, 2011, 10:24:20 pm »
Drua: (1) Your experimenting with the beans yields nothing of any use. Further, your last experiment results in a fire which not only burns down your tent but also utterly destroys the beans the in question precluding any further research. (2) Upon reaching the borders of Miring, you and your regiment are intercepted by Miring soldiers, who for some reason are actively trying to keep foreigners out of the nation at the moment. (4) Luckily, they intercepted you close enough to the estate of one of Miring's nobles that he found out. Just as the infantry are beginning to get a little pushy with the whole "You need to leave" thing, he and his personal guard ride up to you. You are personally invited back to his estate, and he shows all the courtesy one would expect a diplomat to be shown.
Terenos: (6) Realizing that you might be late in meeting Drua at Miring due to your secret get-away, you and your regiment move with incredible speed. Your urgency is so great, in fact, that you decide to take a risky shortcut through a hilly area that's been declared as a "no man's land", as it's too small to be of any worth and directly on the border between Elbreth and Miring. Needless to say, this puts you right in the hands of any bandits and vagabonds who may frequent the area. (2) You realize your danger too late to turn back, and soon find yourself in the midst of an elaborate ambush, or as elaborate as these inbred yokels can get. While passing between two particularly high hills, a volley of arrows crashes down around you. The good news is that their aim was poor and the only injury so far is a flesh wound. The bad news is that their next few shots will likely find their marks. What do you do?
Corv: (1) Your scouts no doubt found a neighboring clan. What's worse, is that the neighboring clan also found your scouts. Of the three you sent out, only one returns and he comes back less a tongue. From the scout's frantic pantomiming, you're able to glean that the opposing camp knows of your apparent war-path and is preparing as we speak. (+1 to the defender when you attack them)
Mahtan: One late night you are awoken in your cell by the grating of rusty metal as the door swings open. The hushed voice of the gaoler comes from the darkness, "I been ordered t' leave yeh some vellum an' ink. King wants t' know wot supplies y'll be needin'." A moment later the rusty door is shut once more.
The King frowned, "Yes. I would expect a disguise to work. However, there is still the issue of the fact that we wouldn't let anybody through to their gate, and they must know that." It was then that the runner arrived.
The King listened to him for a moment, and then turned his head to spit onto the ground. "The pretender wishes for a meeting? Very well. I shall speak with him at noon."
An hour or so later...
King Erik calmly strode towards the spot where he had previously stood to make his speech, a blinding glare reflecting from his perfectly maintained breastplate. If the glare at all bothered him, he did not show it. He had bid Sir Taric to accompany him, and the man no doubt now stood at his right side. To his left stood a single infantryman baring the King's standard. Behind them was an entire regiment, and behind that the camp and every other regiment that the King and his nobles had brought with them. Idly placing a hand on the pommel of his longsword, Erik waited for the rebel to show himself.
Terenos: (6) Realizing that you might be late in meeting Drua at Miring due to your secret get-away, you and your regiment move with incredible speed. Your urgency is so great, in fact, that you decide to take a risky shortcut through a hilly area that's been declared as a "no man's land", as it's too small to be of any worth and directly on the border between Elbreth and Miring. Needless to say, this puts you right in the hands of any bandits and vagabonds who may frequent the area. (2) You realize your danger too late to turn back, and soon find yourself in the midst of an elaborate ambush, or as elaborate as these inbred yokels can get. While passing between two particularly high hills, a volley of arrows crashes down around you. The good news is that their aim was poor and the only injury so far is a flesh wound. The bad news is that their next few shots will likely find their marks. What do you do?
Corv: (1) Your scouts no doubt found a neighboring clan. What's worse, is that the neighboring clan also found your scouts. Of the three you sent out, only one returns and he comes back less a tongue. From the scout's frantic pantomiming, you're able to glean that the opposing camp knows of your apparent war-path and is preparing as we speak. (+1 to the defender when you attack them)
Mahtan: One late night you are awoken in your cell by the grating of rusty metal as the door swings open. The hushed voice of the gaoler comes from the darkness, "I been ordered t' leave yeh some vellum an' ink. King wants t' know wot supplies y'll be needin'." A moment later the rusty door is shut once more.
The King frowned, "Yes. I would expect a disguise to work. However, there is still the issue of the fact that we wouldn't let anybody through to their gate, and they must know that." It was then that the runner arrived.
The King listened to him for a moment, and then turned his head to spit onto the ground. "The pretender wishes for a meeting? Very well. I shall speak with him at noon."
An hour or so later...
King Erik calmly strode towards the spot where he had previously stood to make his speech, a blinding glare reflecting from his perfectly maintained breastplate. If the glare at all bothered him, he did not show it. He had bid Sir Taric to accompany him, and the man no doubt now stood at his right side. To his left stood a single infantryman baring the King's standard. Behind them was an entire regiment, and behind that the camp and every other regiment that the King and his nobles had brought with them. Idly placing a hand on the pommel of his longsword, Erik waited for the rebel to show himself.
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