The Game of Crusading Thrones, Self-Insert Edition (GoT CK2)
- Thread starter notbirdofprey
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[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
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Along with the trade action.
- Location
- United States
Would we also get actions for training up the Huntsmen. Cause right now their only good for killing. Don't get me wrong their doing the task that we made them for, but I want them to one day gain a reputation as more than just the kings thugs. I would like them to become the King's Men sophisticated yet deadly.
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Having Loren and Harren beat the shit out of each other would be great. They waste resources on each other while we prepare to fight them with a grand coalition. My only regret is Bethrothing our son to House Glover but that is okay. I didnt know Argella was a intrigue god.
Visions of a Broken Sword
kelgar04
Knight Watcher
- Location
- Here and no were
Omake: Visions of a Broken Sword
Levy Sergeant Markus watched the men he was responsible for training them for the war he knew was coming on the muddy fallow field. In one corner several of the few archers they had worked on their bowmanship.
In the middle of the field, the two lines of the villages levy stood across from all of them breathing heavily from the excursion of the intense training. Some had bruises on their faces and you could see splotches of blood on somewhere they had fallen or the skin had broken. All were tired from the exertion of the training which had been going on the last few hours.
"Again," Marcus ordered tapping the hilt of his simple Iron sword.
With a roar, both lines advanced on each other spear butts out jabbing out at each other seeking gaps in the shield wall. Several went down when heavy hits landed or stagged out of the ranks till only a few were left.
What was left of the levy ranks broke apart some men staggered back raggedly many of them breathing heavily from the effort or in pain from those who were left standing.
"Markus that's enough," said a voice behind him, "the lads are tired let them rest for the day."
He looked over to Sam a red-headed man who he'd put in charge in charge of the archers when he retired here to become a Levy Sergeant. He stared at him he was tempted to argue but looking back over to the Levy he saw how tired they looked.
"Your right," he said and looked back and ordered, "Were finished today your dismissed."
There was a muted cheer as the men picked up their spears and started to walk back to there homes. Sam looked at him worriedly as they both turned back towards their respective homes.
"What wrong with you Markus," Sam asked.
"What do you mean?" Markus replied not looking at sam.
"You've been pushing them harder than before and Mel is worried about you as well as your kids," Sam said, "What in the name of the old gods is going on nothing."
Sighing he rubbed his eyes and said, "War is coming to the North Sam against the Ironborn. I can feel it in my bones."
"Have you been talking with the king," Sam asked with a small smile.
"No," Markus replied with a chuckle, "But I've seen the signs before and with what I've heard about the Moat being rebuilt and the Ironborn raids have been stepping up."
They walked in silence for a bit and Sam said, "if that's the case we will be ready despite anything the North will survive."
"The North will survive," Markus replied as Sam turned into his own house.
Markus walked down the dirt path towards his home and family and sighed. He couldn't explain what he had seen to Sam or to anyone else the dream had come every night he let his mind wander back to the dream.
He stood on a battlefield soaked in blood and seawater churned to the point of being unrecognisable.
Before him stood an army of black armoured warriors with all manner of bloated nameless horrors.
Behind him stood a thin ragged line of men some he knew some he didn't.
Then they came from the enemy ranks thirteen champions in ornate all he challenged to buy time.
The First two he killed with ease, third broke his shield and killed him with the jagged remains, from his armour was rent asunder, sweat pouring from his brow and his body broken.
All fell to his battered blade on the twelfth champion, at last, his blade shattered.
The Last Champion laughed as he griped his broken blade they fought until he ploughed the broken blade into the last one's vision slit killing him.
He fell to his knees and as the world went black he heard a horn off to the side he struggled to move his head seeing the shock in the Ironborn faces when he saw the Northern chargers bearing down on the Ironborn.
He Smiled and finally closed his eyes.
Shaking his head he came out of his revery of the dream when he came to the door. He knew when he was to die he would use the time he had left to him to make sure as many as his men as possible would come through this war.
He would also spend as much time as he could with his family, he forced a smile and walked through his door.
Levy Sergeant Markus watched the men he was responsible for training them for the war he knew was coming on the muddy fallow field. In one corner several of the few archers they had worked on their bowmanship.
In the middle of the field, the two lines of the villages levy stood across from all of them breathing heavily from the excursion of the intense training. Some had bruises on their faces and you could see splotches of blood on somewhere they had fallen or the skin had broken. All were tired from the exertion of the training which had been going on the last few hours.
"Again," Marcus ordered tapping the hilt of his simple Iron sword.
With a roar, both lines advanced on each other spear butts out jabbing out at each other seeking gaps in the shield wall. Several went down when heavy hits landed or stagged out of the ranks till only a few were left.
What was left of the levy ranks broke apart some men staggered back raggedly many of them breathing heavily from the effort or in pain from those who were left standing.
"Markus that's enough," said a voice behind him, "the lads are tired let them rest for the day."
He looked over to Sam a red-headed man who he'd put in charge in charge of the archers when he retired here to become a Levy Sergeant. He stared at him he was tempted to argue but looking back over to the Levy he saw how tired they looked.
"Your right," he said and looked back and ordered, "Were finished today your dismissed."
There was a muted cheer as the men picked up their spears and started to walk back to there homes. Sam looked at him worriedly as they both turned back towards their respective homes.
"What wrong with you Markus," Sam asked.
"What do you mean?" Markus replied not looking at sam.
"You've been pushing them harder than before and Mel is worried about you as well as your kids," Sam said, "What in the name of the old gods is going on nothing."
Sighing he rubbed his eyes and said, "War is coming to the North Sam against the Ironborn. I can feel it in my bones."
"Have you been talking with the king," Sam asked with a small smile.
"No," Markus replied with a chuckle, "But I've seen the signs before and with what I've heard about the Moat being rebuilt and the Ironborn raids have been stepping up."
They walked in silence for a bit and Sam said, "if that's the case we will be ready despite anything the North will survive."
"The North will survive," Markus replied as Sam turned into his own house.
Markus walked down the dirt path towards his home and family and sighed. He couldn't explain what he had seen to Sam or to anyone else the dream had come every night he let his mind wander back to the dream.
He stood on a battlefield soaked in blood and seawater churned to the point of being unrecognisable.
Before him stood an army of black armoured warriors with all manner of bloated nameless horrors.
Behind him stood a thin ragged line of men some he knew some he didn't.
Then they came from the enemy ranks thirteen champions in ornate all he challenged to buy time.
The First two he killed with ease, third broke his shield and killed him with the jagged remains, from his armour was rent asunder, sweat pouring from his brow and his body broken.
All fell to his battered blade on the twelfth champion, at last, his blade shattered.
The Last Champion laughed as he griped his broken blade they fought until he ploughed the broken blade into the last one's vision slit killing him.
He fell to his knees and as the world went black he heard a horn off to the side he struggled to move his head seeing the shock in the Ironborn faces when he saw the Northern chargers bearing down on the Ironborn.
He Smiled and finally closed his eyes.
Shaking his head he came out of his revery of the dream when he came to the door. He knew when he was to die he would use the time he had left to him to make sure as many as his men as possible would come through this war.
He would also spend as much time as he could with his family, he forced a smile and walked through his door.
KnightDisciple
Love God. Do Right. Fear No Man.
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- Midwest, USA
[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
@kelgar04 , you still have your last omake reward to choose.
For this one: +5 to Levy Readiness or +5 to Gifted Warriors.
And @Fallout5368 , there will be actions to train the Huntsmen.
For this one: +5 to Levy Readiness or +5 to Gifted Warriors.
And @Fallout5368 , there will be actions to train the Huntsmen.
kelgar04
Knight Watcher
- Location
- Here and no were
@notbirdofprey could I get one bonus to Riverlands events and the other +5 to the levy.
Oh man, I haven't had time to read this in a long while...
War with the ironborn, huh? Not a bad thing, though I think this was the quest where the influence of the Drowned God kills the land, right? We'll need to keep an eye on that. Starving reavers ravaging our shores when snow makes reinforcements impossible doesn't sound like fun.
Hmm. I'm not sure contacting the targaryens won't have us bite off more than we can chew at the moment, but at the same time Aegon's conquest started 102 years after the Doom in canon, which already passed.
On that note, does anyone have a rough estimate of how long we still have before winter happens and we get snowed in?
[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
Also, that First Kings Option sounds like fun. Maybe later when we have less on our plate.
War with the ironborn, huh? Not a bad thing, though I think this was the quest where the influence of the Drowned God kills the land, right? We'll need to keep an eye on that. Starving reavers ravaging our shores when snow makes reinforcements impossible doesn't sound like fun.
Hmm. I'm not sure contacting the targaryens won't have us bite off more than we can chew at the moment, but at the same time Aegon's conquest started 102 years after the Doom in canon, which already passed.
On that note, does anyone have a rough estimate of how long we still have before winter happens and we get snowed in?
[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
Also, that First Kings Option sounds like fun. Maybe later when we have less on our plate.
williams1996
Alba gu bràth
- Location
- Scotland
[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
- Location
- Italia
[X] Plan Giants and Dragons
It's possible, but it will be difficult. I'll add actions to that effect to the next turn.
I just found this quest and it looks awesome.
Would Damascus steel be an improvement over what is already available or are there better options in metallurgy? And would it be a feasible uplift with the current resources or are better forges necessary?
@notbirdofprey I'm somewhat confused about the timeline. If AD means After Doom (of Valyria) and, according to the wiki, said Doom happened 102 years before Aegon's Conquest, shouldn't he have started it already? Or have the butterflies and the reawakening of magic made him delay the project as the Westerosi have gained their own mystical weapons and now he can't just curbstomp them with his dragons?
Would Damascus steel be an improvement over what is already available or are there better options in metallurgy? And would it be a feasible uplift with the current resources or are better forges necessary?
@notbirdofprey I'm somewhat confused about the timeline. If AD means After Doom (of Valyria) and, according to the wiki, said Doom happened 102 years before Aegon's Conquest, shouldn't he have started it already? Or have the butterflies and the reawakening of magic made him delay the project as the Westerosi have gained their own mystical weapons and now he can't just curbstomp them with his dragons?
Damascus steel would be an improvement, but you have no idea how it would work. I am pretty sure we can't make it today.
And as for the time delay...that was just an error on my part really, but basically you had ten years from quest start. An in-universe reason would be the North using a different date for the Doom than the Citadel.
And as for the time delay...that was just an error on my part really, but basically you had ten years from quest start. An in-universe reason would be the North using a different date for the Doom than the Citadel.
- Location
- Reno Nv
Mae do have a type of Damascus steel, but it is just folded metal. The dragon lord steel on the other hand, may be the inuniverse version of Domascus made by blood and dragon fire.
- Location
- Germany
We only have 2610 gold in our treasury, but Plan Giants and Dragons costs 3225 gold. Unlike many quests, here expenditures go before income, so we will go into debt, which sucks because our vassals regard it as a sign that we are unreliable.
Edit: Actually we have 6165 gold, so Plan Giants and Dragons works just fine.
Edit: Actually we have 6165 gold, so Plan Giants and Dragons works just fine.
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