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As An Eagle Flies (A House Arryn Quest)

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The Falcons Rage
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    • The Falcons Rage:

    (Jon POV)

    You read the letter that was brought to you from the keep and you were struggling to keep your rage in check. Of course it was quite difficult with the contents of the letter being so…

    Personal.

    Dear Lord Jon Arryn,

    How does it feel to know the man who has haunted your dreams is just out of reach? How does it feel knowing that such a murderer be able to sink freely away into the dark.

    I made sure the poison was enough to make her death as long and painful as physically possible, not only to kill your son, but to make every moment of her dying days as agonizing as possible.

    When I heard your son was alive, I thought it would be most spectacular to have him die in that tourney attack Mayles sent as a nameday gift to the Prince Aerys.

    Alas, he did not get the gift of death, as I hoped that he would revive.

    I am however, offering myself to you Lord Arryn.

    You see, I could escape with Old Mother and her crews at any time, along with signaling my forces to destroy your men at the Harbor. But I want you, Lord Arryn.

    I want you to try and kill me. No one of your men, not your good brother… and especially not your son… actually your son could also do.

    It would be all the sweeter, if you sent him against me.

    I see you every day, pacing, planning, prodding, and hoping that I would be here.

    Well now you know I am here.

    And I am waiting for you,

    King Spotted Tom of the Stepstones    .​

    Ormund saw you crumple the letter up. "Jon. He wants you angry."

    "And how can I not be!" You shouted. "The man killed my wife, nearly killed my son! And you expect me to wait!?"

    "Patience is a virtue Jon." Lord Grafton stated.

    "He can get away at any time." You lowered your voice, but still boiled with rage. "I will not let him get away.

    "You'll fall right into his hands Jon." Ormund replied with a hand on your shoulder. "I want him dead just as much as you do for what he did to my son, but now is not the time."

    "No… now is the perfect time." You replied. "He's one of the twelve, we kill him, we deprive them of a commander, a skilled one at that."

    "The same can be said for you." Yohn replied. "I'm not going to lose my good brother so he kills the man who murdered my sister. That isn't vengeance, justice or revenge… that is foolishness Jon."

    You growled before seeing another Raven fly towards the camp, landing on the strategy table.

    You untied the knot on the letter and read it aloud.

    "To Lord Arryn, if you wish for your son to die… refuse.

    If you wish for him to live, come to the front gate of the keep."    ​

    The entire tent was silent.

    "Jon." Yohn said your name.

    "He threatens my son." You whispered. "Prepare my armor" you ordered a squire. "and my sword."

    Yohn looked at you and understood that there would be no arguing with you. "I shall send a rider to the harbor… then I shall accompany you Lord Arryn."

    "Lord Ormund." You looked to the commander of the entire army. "Whatever you may say will not stop me. Not today."

    You would kill that man. You would kill him quickly, so that he may never harm another again.

    Lord Ormund said nothing and you walked to your tent.

    AN: Enjoy.

    I had a moment and now I'm just waiting for something to happen.
     
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    • Speed53066 said:
    So, are we constrained by honor rules, or are we aloud to stick up in a tower, and hut that mofo with a crossbow bolt.
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    Jon wants to kill him... slowly, painfully and as brutally as possible for his role in killing his beloved first wife.

    I don't think he wants anyone to get in his way, even though we and Yohn should have an equal opportunity to take a swing at the bastard.

    You know cause it's mom and Yohns sister he murdered.

    Edit: so no I think killing him with a crossbow is out of the question.
     
    [X]Your father was about to begin a duel for the keep… a Duel vs Spotted Tom. (You will see your father and Spotted Tom.)

    Was the vote already decided? If so why don't we instead of going for range, where we might hit Jon on a bad roll, we go for skydiving Assassin's Creed style maiming, so Jon can give him pain later?
     
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    Rolen Keng said:
    [X]Your father was about to begin a duel for the keep… a Duel vs Spotted Tom. (You will see your father and Spotted Tom.)

    Was the vote already decided? If so why don't we instead of going for range, where we might hit Jon on a bad roll, we go for skydiving Assassin's Creed style maiming, so Jon can give him pain later?
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    All of the actions are taking place if they are able, the question the vote is really on though is which option do we want to be apart of. Do we want to watch the duel with our favour, head back to the Vale or aid in defence of the harbour, do we want Ser Gerold to attack a second island or defend the harbour? Etc, etc.
     
    Rolen Keng said:
    [X]Your father was about to begin a duel for the keep… a Duel vs Spotted Tom. (You will see your father and Spotted Tom.)

    Was the vote already decided? If so why don't we instead of going for range, where we might hit Jon on a bad roll, we go for skydiving Assassin's Creed style maiming, so Jon can give him pain later?
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    Vote is still on.
     
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    Adhoc vote count started by Nenshou Yuuki on Oct 27, 2019 at 6:52 AM, finished with 57 posts and 26 votes.
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    [X]Counterattack!: The Enemy garrison is counter attacking, and you are needed to defend the Harbor (You will fight the enemy counter-attack with Ser Gerold and the rest of the Westrosi Garrison.)
     
    [X]Counterattack!: The Enemy garrison is counter attacking, and you are needed to defend the Harbor (You will fight the enemy counter-attack with Ser Gerold and the rest of the Westrosi Garrison.)
     
    alright everyone good news.

    I now have internet again and the chance of me being evacuated is much slimmer then they were a few days ago due to the fire being more contained.

    So calling the vote in 4 hours.

    If there is a tie, I will break it.
     
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    Adhoc vote count started by Magoose on Oct 27, 2019 at 8:24 PM, finished with 63 posts and 29 votes.
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    • Counter Attack:

    Your dreams were that of a misty haze, sometimes you thought you saw something clearly, other times you were flying in your falcon that you bonded to, and other times it was a pleasant dream with Rhaella with you… engaging your marital duties.

    With the book she reads, you would hope she is as creative as a Lysine bedmaid, or a Braavosi Courtesan.

    At least in your dreams, she was.

    The sounds of the horns woke you from your slumber and all you could think was what the hell was happening, your dreams forgotten.

    You rolled off the sack of hay you were sleeping on and grabbed your sword and prepared yourself as best you could. Gathering your boots and some padding that you wore underneath your armor. The only part of your armor that you wore on a regular basis.

    The early morning mist had fallen over the harbor, and a chill filled the air, and you shivered as the cold wind touched your face, as you ran outside.

    "What the hells is going on!?" You shouted, trying to gather your bearings as the garrison was running to the defensive positions. Archers half-naked and lacking anything but the bow and quiver and some pants ran towards their positions.

    The infantry was carrying their shields, spears, axes. Some wore nothing at all, and only had their weapons.

    No one answered you, but you ran after them, gathering that Ser Gerold was in need of assistance from his squire.

    Defenses:1D100 => 80 vs 1D100 => 74

    The Harbor defenses were undamaged during the assault, at least the ones protecting it from an attack inland. And while it seems the assault was striking hard, it would take more than a cursory assault to break through the defenses.

    But that did not mean it was safe. Far from it.

    You ran towards the wall to see that this assault was not a probing assault… This was for real, and your forces were barely holding out.

    Break Through: 1D100 => 20 vs 1D100 => 93


    But the breach came with a fiery explosion, and you were forced back when you saw the green flames.

    "WILDFIRE!" A voice shouted as the pirates charged into the breach. "They have fucking WILDFIRE!"

    Another explosion happened and the wall crumbled again. You found cover by one of the houses of the port, what little wasn't rocked by the explosion.

    You hoped that Ser Gerold was not dead… or anyone for that matter. But you had to get to the defense. You could not be afraid.

    You ran out and saw men walking in a daze, confused and disoriented by the explosions. A few were crying, their burns deep, and black. A few men were huddled in clusters, cornered and defending themselves from the pirates.

    It was then, one of them saw you. A pirate that was ordering others around, laughing at the chaos and death. "There!" He shouted.

    Defend yourself:1D100 => 37 +20 (Traits and Skill)=57 vs 1D100 => 68+ 50 (Skill and Traits)=118

    Enemy Blow:1D100 => 8

    You remain alive without injury.

    You blocked the sword and felt a punch to your side, your body lurching as you dodged, rolling to the side to avoid a decapitation strike.

    "Oh looky here… I caught me a Falcon… the young one as well… this is my lucky day. Your father will be pleased to see you."

    You recognized the man's face and the sigil on his armor… It was Spotted Tom.

    You got to your feet and held yourself firm, your sword ready.

    "Come on boy!" He shouted. "Hurry up and try to kill me!"

    Strike!: 1D100 => 8+20(Traits and Skill)=28 vs 1D100 => 2+50 (Skill and Traits)=52

    Enemy Blow: 1D100 => 40

    You are knocked unconscious.

    You went onto the defensive, but Tom swiftly kicked the ground from under you, and you fell to the ground. "Good burn this place!" Tom Shouted before he leaned into your face. "And we've got a little meeting with your father."

    Tom then brought his boot down and your world went to black.
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    Who's POV would you like to take control:

    []Jon Arryn: "THEY HAVE MY SON!"

    []Ser Gerold: He could understand the rage that Lord Arryn was going through, he had the same feeling when he had seen Arstan's capture by Tom… He wasn't fast enough to stop him.

    []Lord Baratheon: "You are going to Control yourself Jon… or I will remove you from this war council."

    []Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a run. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."

    []Tom: You laughed as you made sure the chains were on the boy. "You won't enjoy my hospitality for long, I guarantee it Lord Arstan… His Grace wants you in his court… to ensure the removal of your father's forces."

    AN: Enjoy.

    Sorry if the update is lacking I've been a bit busy.
     
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    • [X]Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a rune. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."
     
    They had better gag us or pray we stay dazed for a long, long time. The worst thing these guys could do is to interrogate us.

    Tyrion needed little more than some wit and a few words and we have a sharpened and silver tongue the likes of which he would envy.
     
    [X]Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a rune. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."

    Well, shit, we are gong to need a hell of a lot more sword training after this screw up.
     
    [X]Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a rune. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."

    Welp, that happened... and is still happening. This is a screwy situation right here, something that'll need correcting later.
     
    [X]Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a run. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."

    Uff. Those were some unlucky rolls. Luckily we have probaly a chance to turn this around should we wake up but this just goes to show that martial training and bettering ourselves in combat is extremely important so that stuff like this never happens again and I for one can see Arstan, Gerold even Jon focusing on making sure we get better at Fighting.

    Anyway, picking this since it seems like the best option here, voting for Jon while he's praticly beserk would be stupid and Baratheon would probaly try and stop Jon from trying to rescue us immediately. Picking Yohn should atleast give Jon some extra protection for when he comes knocking at Spotted Tom's door.
     
    [X]Yohn Royce: "Jon, if you're going to face Tom, take this." you handed him over a rune. "Put it on your armor, and it will keep you safe."
     
    Modus_Tollens said:
    They had better gag us or pray we stay dazed for a long, long time. The worst thing these guys could do is to interrogate us.

    Tyrion needed little more than some wit and a few words and we have a sharpened and silver tongue the likes of which he would envy.
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    Well... i'm just saying that there will be an event that either proves you right or dead wrong.

    Hopefully without the dead part. :V
     
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