- Location
- USA
[X]To Your Father: You have to save your father!
[X]Yes
-[X]Marq
[X]Yes
-[X]Marq
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As An Eagle Flies (A House Arryn Quest)
- Thread starter Magoose
- Start date
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- Tags
- decide the destiny
- Location
- Asia
[X]To Your Father: You have to save your father!
[X]Yes
-[X]Marq
Hopefully Marq can pump him full of arrows to give us a fighting chance
[X]Yes
-[X]Marq
Hopefully Marq can pump him full of arrows to give us a fighting chance
In_lurk_shadow
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- Location
- here and there
[X]To Your Father: You have to save your father!
[X] No
[X] No
The Final Battle Finale: Death of Monsters and Wars End
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
The Final Battle Finale: Death of Monsters.
You looked to Marq Grafton and stated the only order you could give. "Marq, follow me."
The Vale lordling and ranger nodded and without hesitation, followed you towards the lines, towards your fallen father.
Most if not all the Valeman who saw you cleared the way, knowing that you may be the only one who truly could reach your father.
The chaos around you was without question, terrifying, yet somehow you managed to keep pushing forward towards your father.
Your father was off his horse, lying helplessly across the ground as the King of the Stepstones was towering over almost all men who were against him, the other Vale knights who were trying and failing to protect their lord at the onslaught of the monstrous man.
You had reached your father and saw his eyes closed, the helmet he wore over his head had a large, and even cracked dent on it. Removing it, you saw that his head was not bleeding as profusely as you had seen other but there was a large gash on his head. He was breathing, but weakly.
"Father!" You crouched down beside him, carefully not moving too much.
But he did not stir, nor move… He laid their still, whether dead or not, you were unsure.
You drew your blade and faced the monstrous king and saw the grotesque figure the skull of the tiny human skull that was his brother, eaten by his skin and connected to his jaw.
You stood up, blade in hand, ready to fight.
Marq First Shot:1D100 => 23+ 30 (Skill and Traits)=53 vs 1D100 => 91+70 (Traits and Skills)=161
But his arrows flew wide, and he quickly turned to fire at the men who were coming towards him, trying to overtake him and kill him.
Leaving you to fight alone with the Monster.
But you were a squire, and a knight to be… and knights killed Monsters.
The stone Uncle Yohn gave you seemed to glow in your armor, and you felt braver like others were fighting with you… guiding you to fight.
The Runes Power:1D100 => 100
(For this battle, you have gained the Guide of Your Ancestor, Artys Arryn, The Falcon Knight who has given you a Bonus of +10 as he assists you in battle through spirit. You may also fail a wound roll once before you get wounded)
You stood tall and prepared for battle.
The Strike: 1D100 => 35+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=85 vs 1D100 => 48+70 (Traits and Skills)=118
Wound Roll: 1D100 => 18 (No Wound)
You barely saw the blade and were able to block it with your own. The monster seemed to smile as he saw you. He did not speak, but even you could see that he was enjoying the suffering he was causing.
Like a true monster.
Fighting back: 1D100 => 73+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=123 vs 1D100 => 26+70 (Traits and Skills)=96
Wound Roll:1D100 => 26
You then swiftly rose, and pushed the monster of a man back, and struck back with your blade, hitting his heavy armor with your blade, slashing at his exposed side.
But your blade just bounced off the steel plating of the armor, and the monster continued to smile.
Defending yourself: 1D100 => 40+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=90 vs 1D100 => 17+70 (Traits and Skills)=87
But the monster continued to strike back like an unrelenting force. Mayles struck at you, at any place where he thought he saw an opening.
Yet somehow, you keep up with the barrage of attacks and kept yourself.
Striking again: 1D100 => 1+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=51 vs 1D100 => 73+70 (Traits and Skills)=143
Wound Roll for you:1D100 => 96
But then your Blade shattered on the monster's blade. And his hand grabbed you neck.
You were going to die… and you closed your eyes in fear, waiting for it all to end.
Marq Interrupt!: 1D100 => 85
Then you fell to the ground, the hand and arm of the king having been severed by a clean strike.
Marq Grafton, was amazed he even hit the arm with his sword even hit his target, and the look of disbelief was clear from how he just stared at his blade, now covered in the blood of kings.
Maelys the Monstrous lay shocked at the loss of his arm, and could only scream in pain, as he stared at his stump.
You found your father's sword on the ground in the mud… And stabbed him in the throat.
The men around you fighting stopped, and the enemy began to run like dogs.
The King was dead, there was no point in fighting anymore.
You did not fight for the rest of the battle… that much was certain… There was no need.
You stayed with your father. Where he wanted to be.
You and Marq have gained the Trait: Kingslayers (Foreign Kings): You have slain a foreign king, who has threatened the Realm and all who live in it. The realm will rejoice, and see you as a hero. (+20 to all Westerosi Opinions. You are considered a hero to Westeros.)
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The Battle wasn't all celebrations. Many lords mourned the loss of friends.
Steffon Baratheon the hardest, having held his father in his arms as he died before he himself was saved by the Prince, and his Bannerman, Barristan Selmy.
Ser Gerold Hightower was wounded, but he still lived and requested Ser Barristian or Ser Brynden to join a now vacant spot in the kings guard.
Ser Barristan Accepted.
The war all but over… there was no need to fight the Brotherhood of Twelve without Mayles being a threat, and with the Golden, Company shattered… there was no point in staying in the disputed lands.
It was time to go home.
And everyone was glad to.
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Your father hadn't woken up in three days after the battle. The celebrations were muted for the men of the Vale.
They did not know if their beloved lord was dead, but he was trapped in a hellish limbo from battle.
He still lived… but he had not died. He breathed, but weakly, and could not eat or drink without assistance from the Maester.
It was impossible to really know if he would ever recover.
You sat next to his body… his form and sighed, before speaking.
"Father… I hope you can hear me. But I have something to say to you, and I'm afraid I might not get the chance to say ever again." You paused. "We never spent much time together before you sent me to the capital, and that was okay, for I had a duty, and you had your own. But I want you to stay here with me… so that you can have the family we want for ourselves. I want you to be able to live long and happy… to see your grandchildren… to see me grow older. To see all the things we can build together."
A miracle:1D100 => 85
Your father's eyes opened, and he smiled. "That's sounds… lovely."
You turned to see your father smile… and you hugged him.
Everything was going to be alright.
Reward: Jon Arryn lives, although he is going to be having trouble moving for the rest of his life, confined to only be able to walk with the assistance of a cane.
AN: Enjoy this... happy ending.
You looked to Marq Grafton and stated the only order you could give. "Marq, follow me."
The Vale lordling and ranger nodded and without hesitation, followed you towards the lines, towards your fallen father.
Most if not all the Valeman who saw you cleared the way, knowing that you may be the only one who truly could reach your father.
The chaos around you was without question, terrifying, yet somehow you managed to keep pushing forward towards your father.
Your father was off his horse, lying helplessly across the ground as the King of the Stepstones was towering over almost all men who were against him, the other Vale knights who were trying and failing to protect their lord at the onslaught of the monstrous man.
You had reached your father and saw his eyes closed, the helmet he wore over his head had a large, and even cracked dent on it. Removing it, you saw that his head was not bleeding as profusely as you had seen other but there was a large gash on his head. He was breathing, but weakly.
"Father!" You crouched down beside him, carefully not moving too much.
But he did not stir, nor move… He laid their still, whether dead or not, you were unsure.
You drew your blade and faced the monstrous king and saw the grotesque figure the skull of the tiny human skull that was his brother, eaten by his skin and connected to his jaw.
You stood up, blade in hand, ready to fight.
Marq First Shot:1D100 => 23+ 30 (Skill and Traits)=53 vs 1D100 => 91+70 (Traits and Skills)=161
But his arrows flew wide, and he quickly turned to fire at the men who were coming towards him, trying to overtake him and kill him.
Leaving you to fight alone with the Monster.
But you were a squire, and a knight to be… and knights killed Monsters.
The stone Uncle Yohn gave you seemed to glow in your armor, and you felt braver like others were fighting with you… guiding you to fight.
The Runes Power:1D100 => 100
(For this battle, you have gained the Guide of Your Ancestor, Artys Arryn, The Falcon Knight who has given you a Bonus of +10 as he assists you in battle through spirit. You may also fail a wound roll once before you get wounded)
You stood tall and prepared for battle.
The Strike: 1D100 => 35+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=85 vs 1D100 => 48+70 (Traits and Skills)=118
Wound Roll: 1D100 => 18 (No Wound)
You barely saw the blade and were able to block it with your own. The monster seemed to smile as he saw you. He did not speak, but even you could see that he was enjoying the suffering he was causing.
Like a true monster.
Fighting back: 1D100 => 73+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=123 vs 1D100 => 26+70 (Traits and Skills)=96
Wound Roll:1D100 => 26
You then swiftly rose, and pushed the monster of a man back, and struck back with your blade, hitting his heavy armor with your blade, slashing at his exposed side.
But your blade just bounced off the steel plating of the armor, and the monster continued to smile.
Defending yourself: 1D100 => 40+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=90 vs 1D100 => 17+70 (Traits and Skills)=87
But the monster continued to strike back like an unrelenting force. Mayles struck at you, at any place where he thought he saw an opening.
Yet somehow, you keep up with the barrage of attacks and kept yourself.
Striking again: 1D100 => 1+50(Traits, Skill, Ancestor Guiding and Battlefield Training)=51 vs 1D100 => 73+70 (Traits and Skills)=143
Wound Roll for you:1D100 => 96
But then your Blade shattered on the monster's blade. And his hand grabbed you neck.
You were going to die… and you closed your eyes in fear, waiting for it all to end.
Marq Interrupt!: 1D100 => 85
Then you fell to the ground, the hand and arm of the king having been severed by a clean strike.
Marq Grafton, was amazed he even hit the arm with his sword even hit his target, and the look of disbelief was clear from how he just stared at his blade, now covered in the blood of kings.
Maelys the Monstrous lay shocked at the loss of his arm, and could only scream in pain, as he stared at his stump.
You found your father's sword on the ground in the mud… And stabbed him in the throat.
The men around you fighting stopped, and the enemy began to run like dogs.
The King was dead, there was no point in fighting anymore.
You did not fight for the rest of the battle… that much was certain… There was no need.
You stayed with your father. Where he wanted to be.
You and Marq have gained the Trait: Kingslayers (Foreign Kings): You have slain a foreign king, who has threatened the Realm and all who live in it. The realm will rejoice, and see you as a hero. (+20 to all Westerosi Opinions. You are considered a hero to Westeros.)
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Battle wasn't all celebrations. Many lords mourned the loss of friends.
Steffon Baratheon the hardest, having held his father in his arms as he died before he himself was saved by the Prince, and his Bannerman, Barristan Selmy.
Ser Gerold Hightower was wounded, but he still lived and requested Ser Barristian or Ser Brynden to join a now vacant spot in the kings guard.
Ser Barristan Accepted.
The war all but over… there was no need to fight the Brotherhood of Twelve without Mayles being a threat, and with the Golden, Company shattered… there was no point in staying in the disputed lands.
It was time to go home.
And everyone was glad to.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Your father hadn't woken up in three days after the battle. The celebrations were muted for the men of the Vale.
They did not know if their beloved lord was dead, but he was trapped in a hellish limbo from battle.
He still lived… but he had not died. He breathed, but weakly, and could not eat or drink without assistance from the Maester.
It was impossible to really know if he would ever recover.
You sat next to his body… his form and sighed, before speaking.
"Father… I hope you can hear me. But I have something to say to you, and I'm afraid I might not get the chance to say ever again." You paused. "We never spent much time together before you sent me to the capital, and that was okay, for I had a duty, and you had your own. But I want you to stay here with me… so that you can have the family we want for ourselves. I want you to be able to live long and happy… to see your grandchildren… to see me grow older. To see all the things we can build together."
A miracle:1D100 => 85
Your father's eyes opened, and he smiled. "That's sounds… lovely."
You turned to see your father smile… and you hugged him.
Everything was going to be alright.
Reward: Jon Arryn lives, although he is going to be having trouble moving for the rest of his life, confined to only be able to walk with the assistance of a cane.
AN: Enjoy this... happy ending.
- Location
- barking
it was to be expected that fight would be though but we manged to pull through
Edit: also do we spilt the reward 50:50 with Marq
Edit: also do we spilt the reward 50:50 with Marq
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taovkool
Forever Gone
- Location
- The Library, Department of General Works
This would probably be a lot more dramatic if we got Tywin's help.
In any case, let's see what the consequences of this fight is going to be. I suspect Steffon's going to be a bit miffed.
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
Yeah Steffon is going to be a bit pissed at us for awhile.
But it should blow over soon enough.
Wait Steffon is pissed at us for what?
taovkool
Forever Gone
- Location
- The Library, Department of General Works
His father kinda died because of us though. Old school nobility are always prickly on "whose fault is it anyway?"
Depends on the rolls, I guess
- Location
- barking
I mean our father was on the floor in a comma with Malyes above him while his father was still up and fighting
Like Steffon father was still fighting while ours was on the ground. Steffon had Barristan and Aerys with him. Steffon really gonna hate us for trying to save our father while he did the same with his really?
Edit: Didn't he have Lord Lannister and Tywin with him too?
Edit: Didn't he have Lord Lannister and Tywin with him too?
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- Location
- Germany
Yeah no. I don't buy that one bit, we were not in command, our own father was fighting freaking Maelys while his father had to deal with the usual soldiers.
It's obvious we would care for own father first also he is supposedly one of our closest friends and had recently a bit of decency beat into him due to his treatment of us before so he shouldn't really be mad at us unless he wants to be hypocritical and immature which he really doesn't seem to be.
Unless you'd play up his emotional state to the max in which he doesn't see reason, then that could probaly be the case.
- Location
- Who knows?
Honestly, regardless of rolls or logic I'm expecting Steffon to be pissed that our dad survived while his didn't. It makes sense emotionally. I also wouldn't be surprised if the anger has some elements of self blame in that Steffon is upset he failed while we, who've never seemed to be a great figher, succeeded while he didn't.
Also this is why you Diplo guys, friends are the truest force multiplier
. Also have magical family connnections I suppose.
Also this is why you Diplo guys, friends are the truest force multiplier
. Also have magical family connnections I suppose.
- Location
- Germany
Also this is why you Diplo guys, friends are the truest force multiplier
Bah. Keep that 'Power of Friendship' shonen stuff away from me! Away I say! 😂