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Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2020 8:16 pm
by GR3YF0X
Thanks for the clarification, I've edited my previous post and removed my horse and the loud war cry from the text.
Fréhelm gives his men orders to engage the Dunlendings and create a diversion while their allies and himself flank the kidnappers in an ambush, hoping to execute a swift attack, resulting in an imminent surrender of the lady.
If needed, I can roll INSPIRE or PERSUADE while invoking RIDDERMARK-LORE to see how fully committed my men's action will be to throw themselves at the enemy? I trust they will need to follow my commands regardless but perharps if I'm successful we might get a bonus, else if failling the roll, their trust is affected or their effectiveness in the battle is lessened?
Can Fréhelm roll for STEALTH as we attempt to ambush the Dunlendings?

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2020 7:59 pm
by Vardaen
Hereweald nods to Frehelm, "Good, let's not tarry any longer." He draws his weapon, prepared to charge in, as Torwin suggests arrow may endanger the Lady and that is the opposite of the point. Once the ambush begins he screams, "FOR ROHAN! FOR THE RIDDERMARKS FINEST!" He races headlong hoping to deal a fatal blow on the on set....
I kinda thought I knew what was going on. Battle dice? Ambush, ready! Go.

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2020 4:04 am
by Wbweather
Sorry folks, I am on vacation, but will try to get things rolling again.

First up, Battle rolls:
Fréhelm - 2
Rolled:
Feat Die: 3*
Success Die: 1,2
Totaling: 6 - 0 dice

Hereweald - 2
Rolled:
Feat Die: 10*
Success Die: 1,1
Totaling: 12 - 0 dice

Istril - 2
Rolled:
Feat Die: 5*
Success Die: 3,6t
Totaling: 14 with 1 success - 2 bonus dice

Torwin - 2
Rolled:
SAURON
Success Die: 2,3
Totaling: 5 - 0 Dice

Frehelm Inspire - 2

Rolled:
Feat Die: 10*
Success Die: 3,2
Totaling: 15
Success
Frehelm turns and talks with the Marshalls men, explaining the plan challenging them to Fight valiantly for their Marshall. His words inspire them greatly and they agree to give the company enough time to flank the Dunlendings and prepare to ambush them. Nothing to the rest of you he takes leave of his men and your group moves silently through the woods in a circuitous route until you are behind the unsuspecting Dunlendings. You draw your weapons and wait for the sound of the battle to be engaged. In a few minutes your wait is rewarded when you hear the shout of the Rohirrim off in the distance on the opposite side of the clearing. They are answered by the voices of the Dunlendings. “The Forgoil are upon us. Fight to the death if you must. We cannot lose our prize or let them take back my new wife.”

There are three members of the Dunlending’s party left. One Dunlendings fighter, their leader Caswelun, and his sister Rhonwen.
Frehelm - Spear 2

Rolled:
Feat Die: 10*
Success Die: 3,3
Totaling: 16 Hit for 5 endurance loss, Piercing blow

Hereweald - Sword 3

Rolled:
GANDALF
Success Die: 4,2,6t
Totaling: 12 with 1 success
with 1 Auto Success - 11 endurance loss and a piercing blow

Istril - Longsword 2

Rolled:
Feat Die: 1*
Success Die: 4,6t
Totaling: 11 with 1 success eligible for a great success if you choose to spend hope

Torwin Sword -2

Rolled:
Feat Die: 5*
Success Die: 2,1
Totaling: 8 Miss

Caswelun Protection 2
Rolled:
Feat Die: 3*
Success Die: 1,3
Totaling: 7 Fail - dead/incapacitated (your choice)

Rhonwen Protection 2
Rolled:
Feat Die: 9*
Success Die: 2,3
Totaling: 14 Fail -dead or incapacitated (your choice)
Your group charges in as Hereweald shouts his own battle cry. The three Dunlendings are utterly caught off guard and dismayed. Frehelm thrusts his spear into the back of Caswelun who crumples to the ground. Hereweald likewise drops the leaders twin sister with his sword. Only one Dunlendings remains, but the fear in his eyes shows that he does not wish to take on the whole force of the Rhohirric company, and he quickly drops his axe and begs for mercy. You have saved Esfled who is quickly unbound and soon is grasped tightly in the arms of her Husband Eogar.

The Marshal looks at you and say, “I owe you much for your heroic deeds, although I would like to lean more about the saviors of my wife. Come, we will return to my people and you can tell me more about what brings you here in my time of distress as we travel.”

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2020 7:19 pm
by Vardaen
Hereweald charges in and his blade slides valiantly into the woman. Perhaps its because she is a woman, and his pride is hurt, perhaps he's a gentleman, perhaps he does not care for the killing of any Man, but he spares the woman's life. He turns the blade, and pulls it clear at the last possible moment as she falls. He could have finished her, but mercy and murder are fresh on his mind, and there is no need to slay the woman. "Mercy I shall give, and I say you do the same!" His call is to Frehelm. Perhaps the wounds are too great, perhaps it is a greater mercy to slain than to maim. Healing is not so easy in this day, but he will try and spare the Dunlendings.

Once the battle is done, if battle is can even be called, he tends the wounded, and joins the others in returning with the Marshal and the company to a well deserved camp where he can clean up, eat and drink and rest.

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2020 8:29 pm
by Blubbo_Baggins
It seems as though the Dunlending group was both smaller and less prepared than Torwin expected. As the short skirmish came to an end, he hoped they would be spared for questioning, but as it was not his blade involved he had no say in the matter.

When the Marshall addresses them, Torwin bows to him. "It was only good fortune that brought us to you at this ill hour. For we are on an errand of the King, of which we would request to speak with you privately."

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2020 7:18 am
by Wbweather
Frehelm looks at Herewaeld and motions to him that he does not wish for the woman to die. She is wounded and in pain, but she speaks with a strength that shows she is not yet dying and may yet live if her wounds don't fester. "We would not have shown you such mercy if our roles were reversed, and yet I owe you my life although you have taken that of my brother. Caswelun was a fool. I warned him against taking the wife of the Marshal as his own. I told him he would bring death upon us. I am happy to return her to her own people, although I fear it will not cool the hatred of the Forgoil against us. Worry not, she has not been harmed or assaulted."

Eogar orders his men to take the woman, Rhonwen, into custody and to treat her wounds. He will determine her fate later. For now he turns to your group. "Thank you, you have saved my wife and I owe you a great debt. You will ride with me to my camp this evening. There we shall speak again."

The Marshal sets off with his rescued wife and you gather your gear and head off with the rest of the Marshals men. Later that day you arrive in their camp where a feast is being prepared. There is much merry making over the rescue of Esfled. The lady seems to be made of stern stuff and seem recovered from her ordeal. She thanks you for your aid and bids you sit and eat. The ale flows freely and the food is good, if plain. Eogar gives each of you rings of gold and silver (worth 2 treasure for each of you). Near her lord sits a tall, strong and stunning woman in her early thirties. She is clad in the gear of a warrior. Indeed this is Mildryd Shielding, shieldmaiden of the Marshal. There is a beauty mingled with the look of profound loss in the woman's eyes. In deed she has served the Marshal since the time that her husband and small children were slain by Dunlending raiders and she still bears the mark of that grief in her demeanor.

As the feasting winds down, Eogar ask you of your business. "What errand has brought you into our land, my friends? As much as I appreciate your aid, I know that that was not the reason of your being here since you could not have ridden forth as soon as you did in answer to the call for help. Also, my men say you have come from Edoras with a message from King Thengel."
Okay, Frehelm has dropped from the game. I am not sure if Othniel is still with us or not, although I do hope he is.

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2020 5:41 pm
by Vardaen
Hereweald also seeks healing when they return to the camp, he had taken several blows during his solo stand off in the woods. With food and ale, and the soft hand of a woman tending his bruises he's feeling better. He is a man of solitary travels, and for long years would hunt alone in the woods. He has had friends, and still does, and now counts Torwin and Istril among them. Yet there is something in him that stirs at the sight of the Shieldmaiden Mildryd. There is a desire to sit long with her and learn her history, to hold her close as a husband might. Never has he thought of settlings down, but with that woman, something say he may just be happy to do so.

When the Marshal speaks he shakes off his thoughts, and breaks his gaze from the woman (which he hardly noticed he was doing). "You are keen of mind Marshal, we were on the road already when news of your plight came to us. Like all men of Rohan we are loyal to our kin and country, and would ride to the aid of any who call for it be they men or women of Rohan." He looks at Torwin, and expects the man will give more of an account, Torwin being a bit more silver tongued than Hereweald.

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2020 9:31 pm
by Blubbo_Baggins
Torwin is extremely relieved to have seen Esfled to safety, and thankful that the Dunlending raid was just that - a simple raid and not part of a greater power's plans (at least, so far as it seemed).

He was relieved not only for Esfled and Eogar's sake, but also for the sake of the task King Thengel had given them and for his own ambitions, having won Éogar's favor not long ago, and knowing that bringing the Second and Third Marshals together again in unity was of utmost importance for the Kingdom.

As the rings are given Torwin bows, "It is our honor to serve you and King Thengel," says Torwin, "I proudly bear the helm that you sent to me at the hand of Guthred. But let us tell you our business here in the Westfold . . .

"The King has sent us to give the news to you, and specifically to Mildryd Shielding, that Esmund, captain of the Third Marshall, has lost his wife bearing their first child. We know she cared for Esmund and knew him well and that his grief will be her grief. We would ask that if it seems a natural time, you offer Mildryd leave that she might return to Edoras for rest and even to have an audience with the King if she would, for I believe she has not yet had a chance to meet him, and the King desires to meet all captains and warriors of worth.

"Perhaps you can see that though we bear news that may seem of somewhat small import, it may be of great import to Mildryd personally, and perhaps some day it may affect the Westfold. For our task does not end here, for after this we turn back to the Eastfold."

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2020 11:54 pm
by Othniel
For her part, Istril is quiet. Having volunteered to see to the treatment of Rhonwen's injuries (thinking that the Dunlending woman might be more like to tolerate the ministrations of another woman and someone not counted among the Rohirrim over the clumsy hands of the Riders).

Re: Chapter 3: Red Days Rising

Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2020 3:08 pm
by Wbweather
Éogar shows great honor to your company and the feast is a hearty and joyful one with the rescue of Esfled. When the message from Thengel is delivered. He looks more closely at you as if expecting more elucidation of the details. For her part, Mildryd seems surprised at the mention of Esmund, but remains quiet and pensive, not revealing what her thoughts might be.

Éogar glances at the woman, trying to read what passes behind her eyes, then responds, "Speak plainly then, what of Mildred? What does Thengel want of her? Know that she is like a daughter to me and I will not barter her life and service like one of my horses. Nor will I command her to do what she would not chose to do freely in this matter."