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Post by Ælfric on Mar 23, 2016 14:56:07 GMT
Ælfric was once more in his favourite drinking establishment in Offenburg, he'd had some great fights in this place and had swiftly built a reputation for being tough but friendly after the fight was over. It was a fairly busy night and the place was full of tough looking young men, and a few hardy looking ladies.
"Over here!" Ælfric bellowed and stood on the bar "My name is Ælfric Ælfricson! Most of you know who I am, most of you know I am going to Wainbridge to join the Earls mountain expedition! I am looking for a troop of tough, fighting men to accompany me! I will provide you with food and drink, you will bring your own weapons if you have them and together we will take money from the Earl (who is offering a pretty penny!) and find glory in the mountains! Whose up for it?!"
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Post by Ælfric on Mar 23, 2016 21:38:33 GMT
"Come on you swarthy bastards! The Earl will leave his encampments soon and we'll have missed our tossing chance!" Ælfric was getting tired of this town, he wanted to get going and do some killing.
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Post by Admin on Mar 23, 2016 21:58:05 GMT
"Who's Earl, eh? Earl of Offenburg ain't marching off to no mountains", calls one patron.
"Aye, only place the Earl's going is to have his member checked", cackles another, to general appreciation.
"What's in it for use, any road? What's in them mountains that's good for us? No good crops in mountains, everyone knows that."
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Post by Ælfric on Mar 23, 2016 22:01:45 GMT
"Well, for those of you that aren't bloody cowards there is glory to be found! For the rest of you, theres pay, I'll give you the going rate for coming and your share of any loot. Or you could go on fucking your ugly wives and shovelling shit into fields." Ælfric tightened his grip on his axe after that last comment, he was hoping it might fire up some of the younger men to come with him, but if he needed to he would lop of a few heads and dash for his horse.
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Post by Admin on Mar 24, 2016 21:10:32 GMT
He manages to round up a handful of peasants and drunks with his haranguing, but not many seem particularly impressed with this, admittedly large, nobody strutting about like a buffoon.
4 unequipped peasants join your warband for the promise of food and loot.
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Post by Ælfric on Mar 24, 2016 21:45:07 GMT
Ælfric equips his men with the following before setting off with haste for Weinberg:
- 2 men with low quality sword, shield and helm for 40 gold. - 2 men with low quality bow and 30 arrows for 16 gold. - 4 low vittles for 2 gold. - 1 high vittles (for himself) 2 gold.
Total 60 gold.
Ever morning Ælfric instructs the swordsmen in hand to hand combat and basic principles whilst the other two practice their archery.
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Post by Admin on Mar 26, 2016 15:35:36 GMT
The peasants are green as anything, and their tendency to simply hide behind their shields is slowing their development, until one of them has the idea to grab Aelfric's helmet by the horns, Aelfric is strong, but he can't hold up a whole peasant by his neck alone, he is bent over and has a sword put against his throat... an embarrassment for the big lad indeed. Perhaps handles on a piece of essential protective equipment isn't the wisest thing to have installed...
Other than this, the training goes very much as expected, the boys know vaguely how to use their toys now, but they are hardly warriors or marksmen yet...
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Post by Ælfric on Mar 26, 2016 19:23:47 GMT
IC: Really?
OC:
Ælfric makes a show of being impressed with the man's skill. But the next morning the two of them go to fetch water and Ælfric returns alone and carrying the an extra sword and shield. When questioned about the other fellows whereabouts he smiles "He told me he was missing his mother and that he really wanted to go home before it was too late, so I let him go. We will find someone to replace him, don't worry."
Keener men might have noticed that Ælfrics horns were missing. They were found a few days later wedged into a man's eye sockets. The local who found them couldn't look at goats the same way again.
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