Post by Horas on Nov 15, 2008 18:21:30 GMT -5
As the Army of the Seven approached the Capital, Septon Tomas Benedict bowed his head and offered one more final prayer.
“Merciful Mother of above, bless your faithful followers as we gather at the foot of our enemy. Wise Crone light our way as we prepare to light the way for others out of these dark times. Blessed Father, judge each man with the convictions of his own heart and know that we do everything to earn your love. Gracious Smith guide our hands as we seek to reforge our faith and return it to its proper shape. Mighty warrior, guide the young believers and strengthen their arms when fear rises up in their bellies. Beautiful Maiden protect our women and children from harm as we prepare for the worse.”
Septon Benedict rose to his feet and began to march on closer to the gates of the capital.
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Elsewhere in the Army, Igor Conklyn and a few other Knights that were calling themselves the Warrior Son’s rode ahead. They surveyed the men and women as they walked noting their weapon and relative prowess of the men that served the Seven. The larger men and those with better equipment were pulled from the ranks and the knights would do some training and mentoring with them. Igor knew that while most were small folk a few men may have had some experience or could be taught and that these men could be pulled aside and formed into a semi-efficient core so that the whole army did not crumble immediately.
“Get low, and brace that foot”, the one eyed Reachman said to a group that had been pulled a side. “A charging horse can hurt as much as a lance so you want to brace that foot to impale the beast and fell his rider before he breaks ranks.”
Igor grabbed the sharpened stick that the poorest of men were using. “Bury the end of the spear into the ground and then hold on as if the stranger himself were coming for you. If you get hit by a lance the Mother will take you quick but if it’s a horse the best you can do is roll with the blow and then stay down to avoid an axe or sword that a man might follow the charge with.”
Igor grabbed one of the bigger youngsters, “now when your in a melee you want to down your opponent quickly, battle is not what you see in some mummer’s play, it’s a dangerous game and you have to be quick. Work together and move together. I don’t care how good the man is if you attack him in a group he can’t fell all of you.”
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“The Great Sept,” Tomas cried, as the glittering dome shone in the distance, he had not seen the Sept in twenty years when he escorted the newly appointed High Septon to his post. As the group approached he could see that the city gates were closed and some men stood watch against the walls they scurried quickly to prepare as the Army of the Seven approached, until they saw the Rainbow flag and the Seven Pointed Stars traveling with the force which caused them to scratch their heads.
The Army of the Seven moved and settled a safe distance from the city walls and setup their make shift tents and shelter the Warrior Son’s and their newly organized force setup a small watch to police the tents and make sure everyone was aware and that they could respond if they were attacked.
It had been a long March but the Army of Seven had finally arrived at its destination, now it was up to the Seven to see if their plan would succeed.
Results:
Tomas improves to Grandmaster Persuasion (scenario and RP)
Igor improves towards master of Morningstar
Igor improves towards master of Battle
“Merciful Mother of above, bless your faithful followers as we gather at the foot of our enemy. Wise Crone light our way as we prepare to light the way for others out of these dark times. Blessed Father, judge each man with the convictions of his own heart and know that we do everything to earn your love. Gracious Smith guide our hands as we seek to reforge our faith and return it to its proper shape. Mighty warrior, guide the young believers and strengthen their arms when fear rises up in their bellies. Beautiful Maiden protect our women and children from harm as we prepare for the worse.”
Septon Benedict rose to his feet and began to march on closer to the gates of the capital.
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Elsewhere in the Army, Igor Conklyn and a few other Knights that were calling themselves the Warrior Son’s rode ahead. They surveyed the men and women as they walked noting their weapon and relative prowess of the men that served the Seven. The larger men and those with better equipment were pulled from the ranks and the knights would do some training and mentoring with them. Igor knew that while most were small folk a few men may have had some experience or could be taught and that these men could be pulled aside and formed into a semi-efficient core so that the whole army did not crumble immediately.
“Get low, and brace that foot”, the one eyed Reachman said to a group that had been pulled a side. “A charging horse can hurt as much as a lance so you want to brace that foot to impale the beast and fell his rider before he breaks ranks.”
Igor grabbed the sharpened stick that the poorest of men were using. “Bury the end of the spear into the ground and then hold on as if the stranger himself were coming for you. If you get hit by a lance the Mother will take you quick but if it’s a horse the best you can do is roll with the blow and then stay down to avoid an axe or sword that a man might follow the charge with.”
Igor grabbed one of the bigger youngsters, “now when your in a melee you want to down your opponent quickly, battle is not what you see in some mummer’s play, it’s a dangerous game and you have to be quick. Work together and move together. I don’t care how good the man is if you attack him in a group he can’t fell all of you.”
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“The Great Sept,” Tomas cried, as the glittering dome shone in the distance, he had not seen the Sept in twenty years when he escorted the newly appointed High Septon to his post. As the group approached he could see that the city gates were closed and some men stood watch against the walls they scurried quickly to prepare as the Army of the Seven approached, until they saw the Rainbow flag and the Seven Pointed Stars traveling with the force which caused them to scratch their heads.
The Army of the Seven moved and settled a safe distance from the city walls and setup their make shift tents and shelter the Warrior Son’s and their newly organized force setup a small watch to police the tents and make sure everyone was aware and that they could respond if they were attacked.
It had been a long March but the Army of Seven had finally arrived at its destination, now it was up to the Seven to see if their plan would succeed.
Results:
Tomas improves to Grandmaster Persuasion (scenario and RP)
Igor improves towards master of Morningstar
Igor improves towards master of Battle