As An Eagle Flies (A House Arryn Quest)

The Grey Gallows Part 1: The Beginning of the End

It was quite a change before the execution. Life moved on in such a way that things just felt normal.

Training Roll: 1D100 => 76+10=86

Mastery Roll:1D100 => 24+25=49

But Ser Gerold knew that your lack of training in the way of the Sword, and other forms of combat, were going to be a liability, if not an outright detriment for you as his squire, because he would need to be at the front of the battlefield, leading and inspiring men to greater heights.

He did not go easy on you, and you did not want to be treated like a child any longer. He needs you at your best. Your father almost sent you home with the lack of progress and your lack of mastery, but Ser Gerold refused to have you taken away from his services. He deemed you ready for battle, even if you did not master the art of combat.

Reward: Though you have not gained mastery, you have gained +20 to your combat rolls for the remainder of the war due To wartime training. You could not master weaponry out in the field, but you have gained familiarity in all of them.

Vassel Socialization Rolls:1D100 => 88+60=148, 1D100 => 62+60=122, 1D100 => 100+60=160

Friendship Rolls:1D100 => 39+50=89, 1D100 => 25+50=75, 1D100 => 42+50=92

But the Lord's of the Vale were the ones who flocked to you and wanted your advice, and later, friendship. It seems the story told by the men about your rescue and battle prowess with Ser Gerold during the Battle of the Wreckstone had caused many of them to see you as… well, more skilled, confident and even braver than most boys that were in the Army were, even the Brave Steffon Baratheon, and the always crafty Prince Aerys.

Both boys had not earned their spurs yet, but all the Vale knights wished they would be the one to knight you instead of Ser Gerold.

Marq Grafton, Halon Hunter, Raymond Redfort, Titan Sunderland and his father Tion, Warren Waxley, Tormo Balish, and Lyonel Corbray. Even the old men, Daron Deerborn, Lyncon Corbray, and the other men who had seen potential, and were not inspired by your actions, were taken aback by your wise words, crafty wit, and valuable introspection who heeded their advice.

They saw you as a wise and fair young man. A man they would follow again to war if need be.

Reward: The Lords of the Vale love you! and they see you as a worthy successor to your father
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The sea was not calm when the Valeien fleet took in the sight of Grey Gallows.

It was little more than a rock, a grey rock rising over the oceans like the gods themselves gave little shit about it. The land there was no good for farming, no good for anything except being a safe harbor and a den for pirates.

It would soon meet its end soon enough, at the hands of your father.

"My Lord's!" Your father rose his voice as the storm blew overhead. "This is those basterds final stand against us!" The lightning boomed as the spears and feet struck the deck in meditative drumming as they prepared. "They have proven themselves as nothing, but cowards and cravens, they do not stomach the sight of truly battle-hardened men."

"Yeah!" The soldiers shouted and they cheered as your father continued.

"We are the knights of the Vale, the truest of all the knights of the Seven Kingdoms! We have arms, armor, and faith that our enemy will always lack!"

There was more cheering, more hollers. The tears and fear were gone. It no longer gripped these men, these hardened killers.

"These men may be feared at sea, but they are nothing on land, and we will fight them on the beaches, in their tower, and on their ships, and we will be victorious!"

The speech ended and the knights of the Vale were ready to slaughter.

What happened next:
[]The Pirates came: 20 ships were trying to Harass your 200. It would be a short bloody affair.

[]They retreated to Grey Gallows: They wished to fight on land than they would die on land.

[]They began to run away: The Pirates were packing all they could carry to their ships to escape. It would not help them.

AN: There we are. Sorry about the mix up.