As An Eagle Flies (A House Arryn Quest)
- Thread starter Magoose
- Start date
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- Tags
- decide the destiny
Nenshou Yuuki
I will fail you in every way
- Location
- London
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Silvereagle21
Soaring through the Sky
- Location
- United States
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
[X]With your father, on the Left Flank: He is going to wheel around the enemy that envelopes the center… You think.
Silveraith
Argent Phantasm
- Location
- Terra Atlantus
Inserted tally
- Location
- leiden (NL)
[X]With your father, on the Left Flank: He is going to wheel around the enemy that envelopes the center… You think
NúmenoreanNazgûl
Witch-King
- Location
- Minas Morgul
[X]With your father, on the Left Flank: He is going to wheel around the enemy that envelopes the center… You think
Jaeherys canonically died next year due to "illness", a sudden shortness of breath.
Jon, obviously.
So we have a chance to prevent one of these prophecies from coming true. Now is not the time to stay safely behind the lines. Most important of these people right now for us is our dad. He lived up to his seventies in canon, and was still perfectly healthy and far from death before Lysa poisoned him. Let's try to keep him that way.
Ormund Baratheon, Barristan Selmy, Gerold Hightower and Tormo Baelish, Blackfish (catching Naathi butterfly fever?) or something to do with a Tully and House Mullendore of the Reach.
Jaeherys canonically died next year due to "illness", a sudden shortness of breath.
Jon, obviously.
So we have a chance to prevent one of these prophecies from coming true. Now is not the time to stay safely behind the lines. Most important of these people right now for us is our dad. He lived up to his seventies in canon, and was still perfectly healthy and far from death before Lysa poisoned him. Let's try to keep him that way.
- Location
- Asia
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
Because I want that sweet plus 20 bonus when fighting together.
Because I want that sweet plus 20 bonus when fighting together.
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
Time to cement our brotherhood and the bonus to fighting together can mean the difference between death and glory.
Time to cement our brotherhood and the bonus to fighting together can mean the difference between death and glory.
Silveraith
Argent Phantasm
- Location
- Terra Atlantus
I feel the need to point out that the falcon with the arrow through it could just as easily be us. Our presence on the battlefield could make those events come true. None of the other options indicated we'd be injured.
Silveraith
Argent Phantasm
- Location
- Terra Atlantus
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
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Shapeless Phobos
Filthy Casual
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
KnightDisciple
Love God. Do Right. Fear No Man.
- Location
- Midwest, USA
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
- Location
- Somewhere in Randlandia
[X]In the Rear: Your father's orders, he wants you with the rest of the Lordlings to come and assist on Lord Baratheon's orders.
Silveraith
Argent Phantasm
- Location
- Terra Atlantus
In the Rear wins by 5 votes.
The Final Battle Part 3: In The Rear
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
The Final Battle Part 3: In The Rear
You were quite unhappy when you learned you were in the rear with the other lordlings. It was like they never trusted you all with getting your hands dirty when all of you had been in battles and much closer to death than before.
"Fuck." Steffon stated as he saw the Blackfyre Army march towards them. "They have fucking Elephants."
You saw the gargantuan beasts that were booming towards you. "Aye… they do." You replied.
On the right flank, you saw Blackfish with a massive longbow, taller than even him, and a quiver of arrows.
"He's not really going to… is he?" Aerys said in amazement.
The Blackfish… Fires: 1D100 => 100
The Blackfish hit his mark with a single Arrow. The arrow sailed through the sky, before striking the Elephants eye.
Than another, and another, and another, before the Elephants began to panic, rising onto their hind legs, and smashing onto the ground, and trampling all who were below them as they fled.
Enemy Morale unchanged due to Maelys the Monstrous and the Lord of Battles.
It was a sight to see, with dozens of men being crushed by an animal so large.
"Well… guess he did." Tywin quipped, adjusting his helmet.
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The Battle began with the skirmishers firing their arrows into the crowds of enemies, with little effect, and little in the way of damage. A man may be shot once, and then brought back to the rear, replaced by another man who was preparing for the battle.
The Skirmish stopped and the spearmen prepared themselves for the enemy cavalry charge. But it did not come.
Instead, the infantry slowly marched forward, with their commanders riding forward. The Lord of Battles rode clearly in front of them all, daring any who would dare challenge him to ride forward and face him.
Who goes to Face him?:1D100 => 92
Ser Gerold met his call to duel, riding forward, with the lines of the Left, center and right, slowly marching forward to follow him. You saw your father look almost relieved.
And it was there where you saw two warriors of death clash… masters.
The Bull vs the Lord of Battles:1D100 => 56+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=126 vs1D100 => 48+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=118
The two men's blades clashed, but Ser Gerold had a better grip on his horse and his blade.
The Lord of Battles Sword clashed and he tumbled off of his horse, hitting the muddy field with a thud, his armor clanking as he hit the ground.
There were cheers from the Westerosi Lines, but they were quickly muted by The Lord of Battles rising up as if he had only been slapped by Ser Gerold, and that the tumble did nothing.
Round Two: 1D100 => 10+50(Skill)+20(Traits)= 80 vs 1D100 => 77+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=157
But as Ser Gerold charged his horse around to get a killing blow, his swords strike was wide, and the Lord of Battles swung down at his horse's neck, severing its spine and causing the knight to fall forward.
Somehow, the Lord Commander rolled in his armor and landed on his feet. His helmet was gone, showing his bruised face.
Both had swords at the ready… and both were ready to kill.
The Armies had ceased their march forward, stopping maybe a mere hundred feet away from each other, watching the carnage of two skilled killers practicing their art on each other.
The True Duel: 1D100 => 61+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=131 vs 1D100 => 61+50(Skill)+20(Traits)= 131
As the Two men dueled, their battle became far more intense, blocks and blades left dents on their heavy armor, both not going for the weak spots as they would leave themselves open to a strike that would kill them.
And then their swords shattered on each other's blades, a clean slash that turned proud blades into nothing but metal shards, falling onto the ground.
And then Ser Gerold dove forward, tackling the man onto the ground.
A brawl: 1D100 => 83+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=153 vs 1D100 => 55+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=125
Wound Roll: 1D100 => 88
Ser Gerold got the Lord of Battles onto the ground and then it was over.
The struggle continued, but with Ser Gerold on top, it was only a matter of time.
The knight pummeled the mercenary into submission… and then continued punching, the face of the man clearly turning from a skill into a sunken mess… that then became a puddle of gore.
And then the battle began, with the lines clashing and Ser Gerold receiving a new helmet, and a new sword, continuing to kill as if he never stopped.
Phase one of the battle is done: Would you like to join the battle:
[]Yes
[]No (Note, if this option is taken, it will skip to the next important part of the battle.)
You were quite unhappy when you learned you were in the rear with the other lordlings. It was like they never trusted you all with getting your hands dirty when all of you had been in battles and much closer to death than before.
"Fuck." Steffon stated as he saw the Blackfyre Army march towards them. "They have fucking Elephants."
You saw the gargantuan beasts that were booming towards you. "Aye… they do." You replied.
On the right flank, you saw Blackfish with a massive longbow, taller than even him, and a quiver of arrows.
"He's not really going to… is he?" Aerys said in amazement.
The Blackfish… Fires: 1D100 => 100
The Blackfish hit his mark with a single Arrow. The arrow sailed through the sky, before striking the Elephants eye.
Than another, and another, and another, before the Elephants began to panic, rising onto their hind legs, and smashing onto the ground, and trampling all who were below them as they fled.
Enemy Morale unchanged due to Maelys the Monstrous and the Lord of Battles.
It was a sight to see, with dozens of men being crushed by an animal so large.
"Well… guess he did." Tywin quipped, adjusting his helmet.
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The Battle began with the skirmishers firing their arrows into the crowds of enemies, with little effect, and little in the way of damage. A man may be shot once, and then brought back to the rear, replaced by another man who was preparing for the battle.
The Skirmish stopped and the spearmen prepared themselves for the enemy cavalry charge. But it did not come.
Instead, the infantry slowly marched forward, with their commanders riding forward. The Lord of Battles rode clearly in front of them all, daring any who would dare challenge him to ride forward and face him.
Who goes to Face him?:1D100 => 92
Ser Gerold met his call to duel, riding forward, with the lines of the Left, center and right, slowly marching forward to follow him. You saw your father look almost relieved.
And it was there where you saw two warriors of death clash… masters.
The Bull vs the Lord of Battles:1D100 => 56+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=126 vs1D100 => 48+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=118
The two men's blades clashed, but Ser Gerold had a better grip on his horse and his blade.
The Lord of Battles Sword clashed and he tumbled off of his horse, hitting the muddy field with a thud, his armor clanking as he hit the ground.
There were cheers from the Westerosi Lines, but they were quickly muted by The Lord of Battles rising up as if he had only been slapped by Ser Gerold, and that the tumble did nothing.
Round Two: 1D100 => 10+50(Skill)+20(Traits)= 80 vs 1D100 => 77+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=157
But as Ser Gerold charged his horse around to get a killing blow, his swords strike was wide, and the Lord of Battles swung down at his horse's neck, severing its spine and causing the knight to fall forward.
Somehow, the Lord Commander rolled in his armor and landed on his feet. His helmet was gone, showing his bruised face.
Both had swords at the ready… and both were ready to kill.
The Armies had ceased their march forward, stopping maybe a mere hundred feet away from each other, watching the carnage of two skilled killers practicing their art on each other.
The True Duel: 1D100 => 61+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=131 vs 1D100 => 61+50(Skill)+20(Traits)= 131
As the Two men dueled, their battle became far more intense, blocks and blades left dents on their heavy armor, both not going for the weak spots as they would leave themselves open to a strike that would kill them.
And then their swords shattered on each other's blades, a clean slash that turned proud blades into nothing but metal shards, falling onto the ground.
And then Ser Gerold dove forward, tackling the man onto the ground.
A brawl: 1D100 => 83+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=153 vs 1D100 => 55+50(Skill)+20(Traits)=125
Wound Roll: 1D100 => 88
Ser Gerold got the Lord of Battles onto the ground and then it was over.
The struggle continued, but with Ser Gerold on top, it was only a matter of time.
The knight pummeled the mercenary into submission… and then continued punching, the face of the man clearly turning from a skill into a sunken mess… that then became a puddle of gore.
And then the battle began, with the lines clashing and Ser Gerold receiving a new helmet, and a new sword, continuing to kill as if he never stopped.
Phase one of the battle is done: Would you like to join the battle:
[]Yes
[]No (Note, if this option is taken, it will skip to the next important part of the battle.)