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... Westeros Court is a bit of a misnomer. The Westeros justice system is flawed to put it mildly.let him take them to Westeriosi court if he wants a ruling on their standards.
... Westeros Court is a bit of a misnomer. The Westeros justice system is flawed to put it mildly.let him take them to Westeriosi court if he wants a ruling on their standards.
... Westeros Court is a bit of a misnomer. The Westeros justice system is flawed to put it mildly.
This current situation is tricky, but it's also one in a long line of bullshit. These families aren't going to stop hating each other over two people no matter how this ends. At best we'll get a change in official stance, but these things are largely unofficial anyway.This is all assuming we can't just defuse the whole situation ourselves.
... Westeros Court is a bit of a misnomer. The Westeros justice system is flawed to put it mildly.
Flawed... more like "whatever I was thinking at that exact moment, unless Jaehaerys I Targaryen or Viserys II Targaryen are the Kings who signed it into law, and even then only if you get caught and aren't pardoned because lol due process".
Your plan would make more sense if we didn't already know that the Westerosi are totally capable of keeping grudges for millennia. And even boring court proceedings won't be enough to drive them off - they can pay lawyers to handle all that for them.It might be a good idea to come up with a more general policy on dealing with old feuds like this.
I'm almost tempted to flip this issue on them; taking everything they say incredibly seriously and set up a whole thing as a hugely bureaucratic time sink.
Make them list out explicitly every claim and offense, then file paperwork, make sworn statements, testify in court, cross examine witnesses, and as many other bits of busywork we can come up with.
we dangle royal enforcement of the ruling in front of them, then drown them in paperwork until they're as sick of this feud as everyone else is. Once they're nice and exhausted, we have some planted agents bring up the idea of settling out of court.
every member of the family swears that they're satisfied with whatever deal we come up with, then if they ever resume the feud the case gets audited and reopened so they can do it all again.
At the very least we shouldn't be the only ones fed up with this shit.
my point was that he wants the Lads punished in the imperium. If they were under Viserys' rule when they killed that guy our law would consider them in the right since he was attacking them in the course of their duties.
let him take them to Westeriosi court if he wants a ruling on their standards.
Fair enough, though I do think some mechanism to waste their time on a personal level would be a more effective deterrent than fines or something. Mostly because we can just slap them with heavy punishments that take something they have no more of than anyone else.Your plan would make more sense if we didn't already know that the Westerosi are totally capable of keeping grudges for millennia. And even boring court proceedings won't be enough to drive them off - they can pay lawyers to handle all that for them.
Viserys, unfortunately, has a complex because of dear old dad and boy is he something. Poor guy of ours, for all the mythic power, can't comprehend a problem that he can't solve with a few words and a few negotiations. It doesn't help that it has worked out in his favour every time and it has led, at least subconsciously, to the notion that he can solve everything. If it wasn't for magic he would have burned out already.Viserys is a consummate fussy ruler. If something is wrong, he will try to fix it. It would be at the point where you tell him point blank "there is no way you could possibly fix this" and I don't mean the kind of seemingly unreasonable demand that ordinarily wouldn't be possible but falls well within our capabilities, but actually obstinate refusal to allow for our mediation in the matter.
In which case yes, object lessons are sometimes sadly necessary.
I wouldn't quite say that. There's also the problems we resolve through overwhelming power and/or outrageous amounts of sacrifice.Viserys, unfortunately, has a complex because of dear old dad and boy is he something. Poor guy of ours, for all the mythic power, can't comprehend a problem that he can't solve with a few words and a few negotiations.
I meant in regards to politics...but even then there is probably an instance where we did do just that.I wouldn't quite say that. There's also the problems we resolve through overwhelming power and/or outrageous amounts of sacrifice.
They would find a way. If magic can take your fiefdom thousands of miles away, you start thinking about how to carry it forth like a boxer stepping up to hit someone in the jaw, then back again to avoid retaliation.We could literally displace the Brackens and all their castles, holdings and people somewhere else.
I wonder if both sides would try to keep the feud up, or start quarreling with the new neighbours instead.
Not this again...
Eh. I have no desire to start something that was heavily debated again. I deleted the comment. As I'm reading and catching up I've been periodically commenting on stuff that sticks out. But I'm not reading every comment. Apologies. I do not wish to stir the pot as it were.
It's not really such a big deal... okay, rather you bringing it up isn't a big deal, it's just that it tends to explode into a thing that drags, and drags, and drags far past the point of being constructive. Every damn time.Eh. I have no desire to start something that was heavily debated again. I deleted the comment. As I'm reading and catching up I've been periodically commenting on stuff that sticks out. But I'm not reading every comment. Apologies. I do not wish to stir the pot as it were.
Edit: *whispers* @Crake if you delete the quote, then no one needs to know my almost stepping on a bear trap happened.
The most recent example I can remember is when Aegon V set his Bracken Mistress aside for a Blackwood.
The decimal point/comma thing still throws me off sometimes. If only everyone could just do things the right way...How many people does 1 pop or manpower represent? That 30k manpower in Bravos on the Realm sheet is blowing my mind because I thought each was 1000 people.
Edit: Never mind. I realized that I'm making a classical American Mistake. Yall use comma to indicate the decimal point. For whatever reason Bravos is the only province displayed with numbers after the decimal place so I read 36,005 as 36k. If it had only displayed 2 I'd have caught it sooner but it just happened to display 3 decimal places which reads exactly as thousands here.
Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.Fates Fey and Fel
Twentieth Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
After sending off a letter to Lord Roote upon the wings of a veiled false raven, you head down to Harrowway to learn more of what fortune, good or ill, the last seven and a half months had brought the town. The sept, whose steepled roof reaches up like a stairway into the heavens, is unchanged. At first glance, the same could be said of the town, though looking closer you see a hint of fairy glamor clinging to a sign here to make it more appealing, a shimmer of a ward around a house or two there. As you pass by a cobbler's workshop, you can just make out the tapping of countless tiny hammers busy within. Hob's work, no doubt, so you are careful to give no sign that you had noticed, lest the good-natured but very exacting fey abandon the shop.
As you enter the sept with Ser Richard on one side and Rina half a step behind, you find Septon Martyn, surprised but with a gracious smile on his lips just the same. He seems more at ease than when you had last met, as good an omen as any you could expect from one you had found as wise as he was pious.
"Ah, your Grace? What brings you here?" After a moment the smile fades slightly. "I hope it is not trouble regarding one of those who chose to take up your offer of sailing east."
"No, no trouble," you confirm. Truth be told, you are not even sure what those young fey-blood children, or any of the mothers who may have accompanied them, are doing in the Deep. Your capital has grown into a place where even such a heritage is likely to give one no more than a second glance. "I am here to speak to Lord Chester Roote and thought it wise to ask after news from the town before the meeting. How go the dealings with the fey?"
"As well as could be hoped," the septon replies, taking a sip of his linden tea. "The new wheel always creaks a little, but it's kept a straight path so far and it has only gotten easier since the Conclave. It is good to have sensible commandments laid down rather than give in to..."
"Baser instincts?" you finish, remembering his fears for the townsfolk when you had been here last.
The septon's cheerful features set into an unaccustomed grimace at the notion that the highest servants of the Seven in the land could have given into hatred, but he does not deny the possibility. "Yes, there's been too much of that here already. Do you remember Jon the potter?"
"The fool who talked out of turn and almost soured the whole deal?" Ser Richard speaks up unexpectedly. "He was asking for someone to make an end of him, under the law of man or spirit." From the tone, it is clear he still regrets not being able to redress the insult given you with steel, likely why he had even recalled the name.
"Aye, him. He tried to keep his second oldest daughter from following Alanna, not for bearing any fey child, you understand, but just because she would much rather share a roof with her sister than her father. There was a scuffle, he fell hard on the cobbles. I think he must have been bleeding inside the skull. Nothing any of us could do. That was before young Clayton showed a skill for healing magic, and the fey wouldn't heal Jon for any price. He died a few days later, Lord Chester came down to investigate it as a murder..."
Martyn sighs and you can guess why. There would not have been a way to guess if the fall had been truly accidental or if another of the townspeople had taken the chance to settle a score. The potter certainly had not been popular with his neighbors after his shameful display at the meeting with the Glimerwood Fey.
"You said Lord Roote investigated, how did that go?" Rina breaks the silence, sounding approving as much as curious, a sentiment you wholly agree with. Too few lords would pay attention to a singular murder in a settlement the size of Harrroway, but given all the bad blood swirling around the issue, it could well have spiraled into a full feud.
The septon is quiet for a long moment before answering carefully: "It did not get off to the best start, but..."
"I do not ask you to reveal any confidences you may have been entrusted with, holy one, only that which was publicly known," you interject, guessing the cause of the hesitation.
"There was a rumor that the lingering death was some sort of fey curse. Lord Roote and I rode out into the woods to speak to the fey prince and we settled matters," he says a little too quickly now. Not a lie, but an attempt to gloss over something. At a guess, the lord rode out on his own to confront the fey and the septon followed of his own accord to help. "Lord Roote is not wholly at ease with the fey, though he trusts mortal magic far more," Martyn concludes.
The soft sound of false raven's wings fills the silence that follows. Tied to the messenger's leg is a terse note agreeing to meet with you up in Harroway Keep and nothing more, though you do note it is addressed to you by your full list of present titles, recognizing you as King, if not of the Seven Kingdoms.
How do you present yourself to Lord Chester Roote, and what incentives do you give?
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OOC: For anyone who wants to look at the old Harroway chapters they start here. Not yet edited.
A normal single-use Fireball item of that level would cost 75 IM.Blast Disk: This item, resembling a jet-black plate with an 8-inch diameter, can be set to explode via promixity or a timer. In either function, when the disk activates it explodes, dealing 5d6 fire damage to all creatures and objects within 10 feet of the disk (Reflex DC 14 half).
If set to explode via proximity, a blast disk must be set down in a square on the battlefield. The next creature of Small or larger size to enter that square (either on the ground or airborne within 5 feet) sets off the blast disk. That creature receives a -2 penalty on the save against the blast.
A blast disk can also be set to automatically explode up to 10 rounds after placement.
Faint evocation; CL 5th; Craft Wondrous Item, fireball; 900 gp