Battle of Grey Gallows Finale: The Ship.
You grit your teeth and formed a square with your men. The shields protected you all from archers from above, and with Marq killing them from the crow's nest across the ways, there would be hardly be any shooting at you.
The enemy crew was disorganized, their attack on your vessel has failed, and the counterattack you were leading was more devastating than they had imagined. You were angry. And you wished to kill them.
But disorganized or not, they were still a threat, naturals at naval combat and fending of raiders and pirates on these very decks… they would not break easily.
Battle of the Ship:
1D100 => 76 vs
1D100 => 71
The battle was a slog through the deck of the ship. Shield Wall clashed with shield wall, and swords stabbed at the feet, the arms, the exposed head as the rain fell onto all with abandon, soaking them all with water, both salt, and fresh rainwater.
But the enemy broke, their will destroyed by the iron, steel, fleeing into the stormy sea, death by drowning being more peaceful than one by the sword.
You supposed if that was how they felt as they flung themselves into the dark water below, who were you to stop them.
Samaro Escape Roll:
1D100 => 6 (He will not escape)
You pushed forward to the wheel and rudder of the gally, your men close behind below you, cleaning the decks of the bodies and the survivors.
A Surprise Strike:
1D100 => 6+20=26
1D100 => 39=10 (Surprise)
Only your instincts saved your head from being removed from your body. The ax embedded itself into the wooden railing of the ship.
You turned to see a Lyseni, a man with dark hair with wisps of while strands illuminating in the firelight. He was prepared for battle, wearing some light armor, chainmail, with a few plates on his shoulders and over his heart.
It was Saan. You were sure of it.
You readied your blade and prepared. "Surrender." You ordered. "And I will make sure you are treated fairly."
There was no remark, or witty comeback, just a man who stood a head taller than you charging at you at full speed.
Defend!:
1D100 => 90+40(Traits, Skills, Battlefield Training)=130 vs
1D100 => 47+50 (Skills, Traits)=97
You dodged the ax, rolling to the side as he swung above your head. "Die you blasted boy!" He shouted as he continued to face you, not caring that your men were behind him. "I will not allow you to live with this victory!"
Attack:
1D100 => 95+40(Traits, Skills, Battlefield Training)=135 vs
1D100 => 69+50 (Skills, Traits)=119
Wound Roll:
1D100 => 31 (No wound, the duel continues)
You struck back, blocking the ax before side-stepping, punching Saan in the face, knocking him onto his back foot, opening him up to strike from your blade.
But as you thrust your blade, he parried, pushing the blade to the side with the other side of the ax.
Defend again!:
1D100 => 89+40(Traits, Skills, Battlefield Training)=129 vs
1D100 => 90+50=140
Wound Roll:
1D100 => 29 (No wound, Duel continues)
You were put onto the back foot immediately, an ax clashing with a sword, with on being weaker than the other.
Your legs buckled, and you fell onto your ass, as Saan prepared a killing blow. But you kicked the man's knee, disorienting him enough to roll back, and get back to your feet to continue fighting.
Attack!:
1D100 => 74+40(Traits, Skills, Battlefield Training)=114 vs
1D100 => 63+50=113
Wound Roll:
1D100 => 96 (Killing BLOW!)
You worked quickly, striking at the man with fury, battering the ax while keeping the pressure and the man on the backfoot.
You then saw an opening, the neck was unprotected, and you just needed one strike and one moment to take that opening.
"Get on with it." You whispered.
Saan roared in rage and brought his ax down.
Your swords pointed up, and you drove it forward. Into the soft flesh of his neck, feeling the spine sever with the blade like it was a tiny piece of wood inside a waterskin.
Saan gurgled for a moment before you saw the life leave his eyes, and he slowly slid down your blade.
He was dead. Killed by your hand.
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Battle of Grey Gallows:
1D100 => 94+30 (Overwhelming force, Ambitious landing, blokade)-10 (Night attack)=114 vs
1D100 => 47 +40( Defenders, Night attack, Friendly terrain)=87
News reached the fleet by daybreak the following morning.
After an evening of intense battle, the forces of the Vale of Arryn had smashed the Defenders of Grey Gallows, putting the place to the Sword after they refused to surrender.
The keep was taken by storm, and what little resistance remained surrendered… the only ones smart enough to survive.
Your father looked at the wet, cold corpse of Samaro Saan. "Your doing?" He asked.
"Aye father." You replied quietly.
"You did well." He said, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"I am, father." You replied.
Your father nodded, before lifting you up onto his shoulders. "LOOK AT YOUR FUTURE LORD OF THE EYRIE! SLAYER OF PIRATES AND PROTECTOR OF THE SEAS! ARSTAN ARRYN!"
The men cheered. And you couldn't help but smile and feel pride in what you have done.
Reward: 200,000 golden Dragons have been added to your private treasury.
You have gained a private treasury. This is where your money will be in on the Frontpage, underneath the State of the Vale.
This can be used to buy weapons, armor, and other personal items during the "Buy items turn" when you are back at Westeros.
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"We shall be linking up with the Royal fleet at the shores of the disputed lands...Get some rest Arstan." Your father stated.
What do you do?:
Choose 2
[]Spread Songs about your deeds: You deserve to get some glory after this battle, spread some rumors about you killing Samaro Saan!
[]Spend Time with your Father: Your father and you haven't spoken much since before the battle, and you really want to speak with him again, before the next battle.
[]Rest: You are going to rest. And sleep soundly in a comfortable bed.
[]Spend time with Uncle Yohn: You always wanted to hear the stories about the rune blade and rune armor that his family claim to craft.
[]Spend time with Marq: Marq is happy for you and your victory. He also wants to give you a drink and celebrate with you.
[]Request a Knighthood: News of your deed will spread, maybe Ser Gerold or your father can be persuaded to give you a knighthood.
[]Request to Go Home: You go to your father and request to go home. Your war is done (This will begin regular turns and you will see how the war went in the next Region Report)
AN: Enjoy.
