Birthright Tuornen Chapter Four

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Varrus the Ethical wrote:Roald pulled his cloak around himself to drive away the chill as he made his way through the streets of the city that he helped save. He paid no mind to the people and their revels, he was too focused on his own troubled thoughts.

Probably just some drunk. He thought. But he couldn't shake the feeling that the guardsman had been on to something. It If what he said was true, that Roald did look like a Flaertes, then that would explain the queer looks people had been giving him ever since he originally arrived in Haes. And there was still the matter of the letter from the late Duke himself that had summoned him to the city in the first place...

Roald quickened his paced. The sooner he put this nonsense the rest, the sooner he could get back to drinking.
At Caer Haes, the guards recognize Roald and admit him.
No sign of the duke or the other big nobs in this part of the palace, but Roald may wander the lower floor with only a page for his escort.

After a brief search, he finds what he was looking for, a portrait. A dual portrait, in this case: a dagger-slim and raven haired elf woman posed beside a middle aged human man with mild features and a neatly trimmed beard. The woman's face favors Devlin, although the young duke more nearly resembles the man in stature and frame. The man wears a golden ducal coronet with an antler motif, a match for the one that Devlin wears on state occasions (like his recent coronation). Both figures are portrayed in fine clothing of the wide-sleeved cut Roald has sometimes seen elderly country gentry wear, or shown in paintings that hung in the halls of his wealthy employers. The man's face looks
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just like Roald's face might have looked had he lived an easier life.
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Roald studies the portrait for a long moment with a thoughtful frown on his face. He then breaks out in laughter, "Hahahah!....Oh this is too good!"
"Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it."

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Varrus the Ethical wrote:Roald studies the portrait for a long moment with a thoughtful frown on his face. He then breaks out in laughter, "Hahahah!....Oh this is too good!"

The page looks at Roald, look at the painting, looks back at Roald, and finally just stands there with his mouth hanging open...
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.

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"Haelyn keep His Late Grace safe," Renn says ritualistically, making the gestures of the faith.

"Right," he says almost immediately after. "Now there's still a matter of the prisoners. We can't keep them all locked up, but if we draft them into the army they'll need somebody to lead them. And draft them we should--whether to fight goblins, Carilon, or the brigands who will inevitably spring up, we'll need boots on the ground."

"Perhaps the sell sword would be interested in a command? Roald, was that his name?"
The Archprelate says-''A wonderful idea. It would be best for the sellswords to all leave the capital, anyway, as soon as we have enough Tuor troops to make the city safe."
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ewancummins wrote: The page looks at Roald, look at the painting, looks back at Roald, and finally just stands there with his mouth hanging open...
Still laughing his bitter laughter, Roald pats the boy on the back and says, "Don't leave your mouth open like that. A sparrow is likely to fly in and build a nest."
"Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it."

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Cormac sighs, shaking his head as he looks towards Dietric.

"Tell me how it turns out. I tried to warn the beast-man to let well enough alone, but..." he shakes his head. "Too stubborn, I suppose."

He turns back to the stable hand. "Tha' one," he grunts, pointing to what he judges to be the best horse in the stable. "See that it's saddled an' ready fer me this evening."

He flips the man a coin and turns to leave to collect his things and prepare for the trip.
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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Adam wrote:Cormac sighs, shaking his head as he looks towards Dietric.

"Tell me how it turns out. I tried to warn the beast-man to let well enough alone, but..." he shakes his head. "Too stubborn, I suppose."

He turns back to the stable hand. "Tha' one," he grunts, pointing to what he judges to be the best horse in the stable. "See that it's saddled an' ready fer me this evening."

He flips the man a coin and turns to leave to collect his things and prepare for the trip.

On his way through the back hall to collect his things, he comes across an unexpected sight: a beautiful dusky woman dressed in exotic clothes, doing magic tricks to amuse the children.
The esquire, Ranald, sits nearby, watching the show. When he spots Cormac, he gives him a friendly wave.
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Cormac nods and tries to slide next to the esquire stealthily to avoid the show.

"Newcomer?" he asks, nodding towards the lady. "Haven' seen her aroun'." He offers a wolfish grin. "Prolly woulda noticed a face like tha'."
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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Adam wrote:Cormac nods and tries to slide next to the esquire stealthily to avoid the show.

"Newcomer?" he asks, nodding towards the lady. "Haven' seen her aroun'." He offers a wolfish grin. "Prolly woulda noticed a face like tha'."
"Indeed, she is new."
The esquire shifts to allow Cormac room to sit down next to him on the bench. He continues to speak in a warm, low voice, "Master Cormac, I want you to understand that, though I differ with some of your views on how best to proceed in fighting this invasion, I regard you as an ally against the goblins. I won't forget your help in the fight at the lumber camp, or since."
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"Aye," he nods, sitting down, "I can' say I even necessarily disagreed with yeh so much as how it was done by Gunnar, but that is what it is."

He mulls things over for a moment. "My two men have a hide-out near here. We're gonna leave an' go get things set up there soon. Should be a few days before we make any attacks, though. Ought to be plenty o' time for you to shore up yer forces, plus it's far enough off tha' even if we get caught, it won't lead back to this place."
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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Adam wrote:"Aye," he nods, sitting down, "I can' say I even necessarily disagreed with yeh so much as how it was done by Gunnar, but that is what it is."

He mulls things over for a moment. "My two men have a hide-out near here. We're gonna leave an' go get things set up there soon. Should be a few days before we make any attacks, though. Ought to be plenty o' time for you to shore up yer forces, plus it's far enough off tha' even if we get caught, it won't lead back to this place."

''Ah, that seems wise of you. A hidden base, very smart. Much as I have done here, but smaller, better hidden, and without noncombatants to protect. You should have great freedom of action. I understand that a few of the men wish to go with you. Though I should prefer that most stay here to protect the manor, I can see why some young fellows burn to take the fight straight to the foe, and soon. I wouldn’t forbid a few men going with you as volunteers. After all, I don’t want you to be understrength if you run into a goblin patrol.”

He removes a flash from his fur coat and loosens the cap with his thumb, but doesn’t drink just yet.

“Speaking frankly, I’m glad to see that you are the one in charge and not the beast-man. He seems most unwise. He barged into my office this morning to rant about the gods and heroic destiny, or something like that. The poor fellow was foaming and gibbering. I pity him. Something has deranged his mind. It’s almost as if he imagines himself to be a great hero of legend, maybe one of Roele’s paladins. The one who went mad and fought a stone tower, thinking it was a giant. I forget his name. And if he's the great hero, I guess that makes you his humble squire, no? “

Ranald sips from the flask, wipes the rim, and offers it to Cormac.

“I wonder if this delusion has something to do with his strange looks. Tell me, Cormac, what do you know of the Abominations?'”
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Safana concludes her show with a flourish that sends sparkling dust raining down onto the upturned faces of the children, vanishing just as it is about touch their faces. She curtseys politely to them, then to the squire and his companion, whom she appears to notice for the first time. Breathing a little heavily from her dancing and tumbling, she smiles after the children as they return to their chores, then drops smoothly down until she is seated crosslegged on the floor, leaning back against the wall and looking weary.

She quickly collects herself, and her expression of bright optimism returns as she addresses herself to a bowl of steaming soup.
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"If these 'bominations are like Foerde, then precious little," Cormac replies. "I've nary seen a man that looks like him before."

He mulls things over. "Maybe he was upset from bein' held by the goblins. I don' wanna think what they may have done to 'im before we got there. I'll try an' keep an eye on him. If nothin' else, he's got skills we can use. As to the rest of your men, I was hesitant to take the two that volunteered, but they seem eager an', like ye said, a few more bodies to help fight can't hurt. Too many more an' it might raise more interest from the gobs on us than I was wantin' anyhow."

When Safana finishes up the show, he flashes her a smile that, if his teeth weren't stained yellow, broken in a couple of places, and covered up by a beard that has likely never seen a pair of scissors or a comb, might even be considered appealing.
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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ewancummins wrote:FOERDE



After Gunnar beats Foerde senseless the priest sleeps...


Rain lashes his face and hands, tumult of wind and wave fills his ears. Foerde stands alone on the rocky shore of a storm-swept island, amid tidal pools clustered with strange sea creatures and stands of jumbled stone like castle ruins. Looking inland, he sees pine-capped hills rising from the heart of the little isle; looking seaward he beholds only the fury of the green waters.
Through the gray sheets of hard rain, Foerde spots a glimmering light near the center of the inland hills, atop the highest mound, the source shrouded by tall trees.
Foerde starts moving inland towards the hills.
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CAER HAES

Renn nods. "If it gets the prisoners off my plate, it's win win. And I'll speak to Lud and his boys about taking the Duke's coin to serve as formal replacements for the watch. They've fought hard to keep order; they'll be welcome additions."

"But back to Carilon...if we are to parley with him, how to approach it? Can he be trusted in neutral territory? Will he even honor a flag of truce?"
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