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Pendragon - RPG

Discussion in 'Games' started by tirial, September 17, 2020.

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  1. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    Lady Elena lays a gentle hand on his arm. "If you could do so, good sir, I would be forever thankful."
     
  2. COG

    COG Citizen of Logres

    Having spent the ride in quiet contemplation, even beyond the bounds of the working that had bound his tounge, the Crone's words still weighed upon Sir Antor's thoughts.


    With an acclimatising croak of an unused voice he speaks up:

    "Perhaps it would be well for us to walk the path that Sir Daine has taken upon his misadventure and meet these churls as he did before we confront the wayward son himself.


    If we do not falter in our virtues when so tested, then we will have deprived his contention of its substance.


    What know you of these 'Romans'?"
     
  3. tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    "Alas, you shall have to take my son with you as guide, for I do not know nor canst imagine what may have befallen him." The Lady Enide says, "My son merely returned in high wroth stating that he had been ill-used in such ways that all his father's virtues had come to naught. I do not know even which of our neighbours drove him to such churlishness. Had I known I could have sent to them in reproof."

    "No formal challenges drove him to this, he would have revelled in such." Lady Enide sighs. "Sir Daine, my son, is Prideful. To hear other knights had avenged the insult to himself and his father where he could not, should cause him to debase himself further for his failure, should he not dismiss it as a trick and claim that they are without honour themselves."

    "The Roman is the seneschal, a dour man named Septimus, one of many that my son has surrounded himself with. After he returned from visiting my neighbours, he dismissed of many of his vassals. If they would not serve him in his new ways, they were not welcome at his table, and many were sent out on errantry and told not to return. Septimus is a mercenary hire as many of the churls and brutes he surrounds himself with and no knight at all. I dislike him, for he says little and is always watching. I know not what tales he carries to my son's ears, but ware your words in his presence."
     
  4. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    Sir Jowan casts his eyes down at the hand placed gently upon his sleeve and suffers it to be there, unsure if he should move it or not as to the offence it might give should he do so. But then, in leaving it there he may leave himself open to giving the wrong impression and he wishes he had noticed her action and moved gently away before the Lady Elena had had the chance.

    He speaks back to the group, "Our thanks for the warning Lady Enide, we must bear such things in mind, when we arrive on the morrow. If you know of a way to entreat Sir Daine to join us, without resorting to any folly or untoward behaviour, then we would hear it. Though, mayhaps, it might not become apparent until we have arrived at the castle and no more of the circumstance."
     
  5. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    "I am so grateful for your help, sirs. Septimus pays me vile, vile, attentions, and I will not marry that man!" Lady Elena weeps.
     
  6. tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    "Lady Elena's plight is such." Lady Enide says, and the Lady Elena's face is most appealing in aspect as she turns to the knights. "Septimus is no knight, and even mine own errant son has not fallen so far as to hand a manor to such, but doubtless he would make the match to his interests, not her own."

    "I am but the mother of Sir Daine, but I pledge thee I will speak to your cause in all ways." The Lady Enide rises from the table, followed by the Lady Elena. Beneath the veil both knights glimpse the damosel's concealed face, lesser in beauty perhaps to Guinevere's own, and the most worthy queen alone, as the ladies depart.
     
  7. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    Sir Jowan rises with the two ladies as they depart the table and then sitting back to consider both the actions they are to take tomorrow and the glimpse of the visage of Lady Elena that was quite breathtaking.

    It seems that the reason for the Roman's desire towards the woman was as plain as the nose on her face, although there was nothing plain about her at all.

    "Well, it seems that we have a work to do tomorrow, Sir Antor. A churl to show the error of his ways to and a household to put to rights. I have faith that we will be up to the task before us."
     
    Last edited: October 10, 2020
  8. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    Lady Elena courtesys to Lady Enide in their rooms. "My Lady, I wish to go with them on the quest. It is my honour and my hand at stake, and my manor they will be visiting."
     
  9. Threadmarks: Arrive at Rimchurch
    tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    In the morn the knights depart, riding at full haste for the manor of Rimchurch. The Lady Enide and Lady Elena make much debate among themselves, for it seems the Lady Enide does not approve of actions advanced by Lady Elena. By the second night they do not raise the matter again, though it seems hardly settled.

    And so within a week's space the knights come unto the lands that have fallen to Sir Daine, and find much woe. The fine vill of Rimchurch is beset indeed, the grain in the fine fields cut before its time, and the churls managing the cattle survey the knights with much fear. From the trees before the village are hung corpses, four men and a women, and the Lady Enide blanches.

    "Nay, but that is Iavus, the Reeve, who hangs there. What ill-deed has befallen him?"

    And fully mightily the knights ride on toward the village, a dark and sorry place indeed. Sir Jowen's sharp eyes spot the mark of horses, ridden at speed through the town, wheeling as if for battle though there are churls here alone. Sir Antor feels a chill as he spies the thatch torn and part a-fired beneath the dirt and recalls the Pictish raids on his homelands. The forest road forks, the crossroads splitting once to the vill and the other path winding ever upward towards the castle that looms above it.

    "Sirs," the Lady Enide says, struck by great emotion, "Some great ill has befallen Rimchurch while I took my leave. Make we all haste to the castle of my son this eve, sirs, or wish you that we tarry here the night?"
     
  10. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    Sir Jowan looks around the area, concern writ large across his brow at what evils might have befallen those around.

    "My Lady, while I am sure that we could spend much time here and find out at length what has passed, I fear there is little we could do and that to tarry would be only to bring more concern to those that dwell here for fear that we would act in the same way as those who did them harm."

    He shakes his head knowing there is little he can do here for those trodden underfoot.

    "I would suggest that we briefly stay to find out what ill-deed has occurred, take those bodies down and allow them an honest burial and then make haste for the castle. Ladies, Sir Antor, your thoughts on the matter?"
     
  11. COG

    COG Citizen of Logres

    Indeed, it bears ill omen for goodly folks to be denied the proper rites of resting and more so for them to be hung out for all to see and for the carrion to feast.

    Let us put to right what we may, but I would caution against tarrying here too long, lest this darkness pervade our own destinies.
     
  12. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    "Indeed," says Lady Elena, "this is a most awful fate for such folk. Was there nowhere they could be buried? We must find out what has occurred."
     
  13. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    "I doubt, my lady, that a lack of land was the problem. More a display of power to those who should be under the protection of their local lord. Nay, this act strikes at the heart of chivalry to protect the weak and those who you are responsible for."

    Sir Jowan points his horse in the direction of the vill, "Lady Enide, if you know any more of them then perhaps a few kind words will help to inform us of what ill deed befall this place, while Sir Antor and I find some aid."

    He then leads the party towards the despicable scene.
     
  14. Threadmarks: Rimchurch 1
    tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    "The castle has a chapel with a graveyard where such should lie," the Lady Enide says, "and yet the bodies off these goodfolk are displayed like wolfsheads and churls. I know me not what they could have dared that such a fate befell them."

    The knights ride most warily towards the vill of Rimchurch, heeding the threat of outlaws. The churls keep their heads down as they spy the knights, scurrying into hovels and closing the entrances as they can, seeming in great dread.

    A greybeard stands in the square between the huts, bent with age as he leans upon a cane as knarled as he himself. The badge he wears marks him as Reeve, though he is old by far for that busy role.

    Lady Elena the sharp-eyed spies the man's features, so alike to one that hangs from the vile branches before the vill. When he speaks his voice cracks like wind.

    "What business have you here, sirs?" he says, not discourteously. "I know not your devices. Seek you employment as knights, the castle lies yonder."

    It is fair plain to Sir Antor that the greybeard speaks of the castle with disdain not suited to his station, and yet fear that none should feel for their Lord. Sir Jowen's concerns are elsewhere, with the lash mark the lies across the greybeard's arm.

    "Or, sirs, have ye business with us or others thereabout?"
     
  15. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    "Hail to you. We are escorting the Ladies Enide and Elena to yonder castle when we saw the plight of this vill. I am Sir Jowan, my comrade-in-arms Sir Antor, out of Upavon near Salisbury. Our business here is to not only ensure the safety of these ladies, but to provide aid and protection to those who have need."

    Sir Jowan nods bleakly in the direction of the tree "Pray tell, what has happened here and why do those five swing from the branches? Did they commit some heinous crime, or has this place been attacked and not defended by it's Lord?"
     
  16. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    "Such a sorry state to see the vill of Rimchurch. What tragedy has befallen you?" Lady Elena says, thinking that as she is known here, they may answer. "I share your sorrow for the loss of family, no matter the cause. Do you wish me to appeal to Sir Daine that they be granted burial?"
     
  17. Threadmarks: Rimchurch 2
    tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    At the name of Lady Enide, the churl straightens, and bows as best he can.

    "My Lady, it is shame to see you under such circumstances. Your husband was a good man and a just Lord, and he is sorely missed. We sorrow with you for the shame of your son. Such hospitality as we can offer is yours." It is strange and unusual thing to see a churl console a Lady, but the Lady seems to have common cause with him. He raises his staff and wooden doors and cloth hanging are opened curiously. "We thought, as your son did, that you had left him for his Lord's court."

    "Nay, good Reeve, I have travelled the long roads to Salisbury, to bring good knights here to rightfully chastise my son, and return him to the path of a knight." The Lady Enide says. "These are named Sir Jowen and Sir Antor, of Upavon in Salisbury, newly knighted. But what has happened here?"

    "Lady Elena, to see you well makes my heart glad." The Reeve says, "but what has happened here is no words for a Lady's tender ears."

    "The Lady Elena," says Lady Enide, "thinks to ride with knights to chastise my son. It is right that her ears not be spared if it keeps her from this folly."

    "As you will," the Reeve bows again, leaning most heavily upon his staff. "Two nights hence knights came riding from the castle. Sir Daine's new knights, in their cups, sought amusement in their pillage of the vill, and fired the fields. My son, the Reeve, and four of the stalwarts went to the castle to appeal Sir Daine's mercy and protection from such."

    "And the knights fell upon them before they could see their Lord?" Lady Enide asks. "Such an action is beyond all honour. That my son should hire such vile followers into his household disgraces me."

    "Nay. They returned from the castle with their Lord," the Reeve says, "Sir Daine had cruelly used them to make sport, and tied them behind horses and did hang them on the trees for his amusement. He was in great wrath that churls dare address him and made most vile threats to any who took them for burial."

    "Sir Daine has thirty such men in his sad castle. I pray you Ladies, Sir Knights, for the sake of your honour and your lives dare no further."
     
  18. CatInASuit

    CatInASuit Administrator Staff Member

    Sir Jowan listens to the words from the Reeve. It seems that Sir Daine has truly fallen from grace, his actions against this vill showing a most heinous and despicable attitude towards those he is sworn to protect from the very abuse he has meted out to them.

    "It does not matter if there are three, thirty or three hundred awaiting us at that castle, our duty is clear and our path certain. We will venture to the castle to confront him and the absence, nay, abrogation of his own duty to his lands and those who live there." Sir Jowan puts aside the feeling that only a few scant days ago he was naught but a squire and that he must be honourable and true to his code, no matter what the cost.

    He gestures towards the tree and the bodies hanging there. "Let us bring them down, and if anyone asks, you can tell them who did so. Then we shall set forth to the castle to confront him about his misdeeds."
     
  19. jessica

    jessica Citizen of Logres

    Lady Elena sits straight on her horse. Her face blanches at such horrors, but she remains strong. "How dreadful," she says, "and something must be done to correct this foul deed, and make what amends may be made. This has only strengthened my desire to see Sir Daine's misdeeds brought to justice myself. I have no fear for I am certain Sir Jowen and Sir Antor can protect me."
     
  20. tirial

    tirial IT fixer extraordinaire Scribe

    "My lords, I would be most grateful if you should bury them, but you do so to the despite of Sir Daine. The only hallowed land for the vill of Rimchurch is by the castle chapel, and I think me he will not keep quiet for such defiance in his own demense." The greybeard cautions, "Have not enough died for Sir Daine's folly? Begging your Lady's grace. We have both lsot sons."

    The Lady Enide inclines her head.

    "Hereward, I owe you far greater than to object to such. We have both lost sons, but mine yet breathes. I can ply him with words on the behalf of those unjustly slain, but I wit no hope he shall hear me." She looks to the knights. "Think you my words would be better spent ending the folly, or opening the chapel to those he has slain?"
     
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