The velvet sold well. That and the wool, oil and deer meat we picked up from villages on the way. With a large sum of denarii lining our pockets, Veeyar headed back to Pendragon's Claw to pick up some more party members that needed the money before joining up. Longinus is an older man with a wealth of experience in siege warfare and wall building. he seems genuine enough, which is more than I can say for Tressa. She seems shifty and talks a rough tongue. Her abilities in tracking exceed mine though, so I'm definitely feeling on the outer of the assembled group.
We also picked up some extra horses to help keep our pace up and 3 crossbows for the party. I was truly surprised that one was passed my way considering the talent on offer. Veeyar pulled me aside later and mentioned that I should stay out of the combat and pick enemies off from afar. Am I that transparent in my aversion to front line fighting?
After a night in town we're heading out to the docks of Menapia for a ride across the sea to Ireland. I didn't see Zulfoss anywhere in the city, but I'll be glad to get a sea between us just in case.
Showing posts with label Caerdyff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caerdyff. Show all posts
Thursday, March 28
Wednesday, March 27
Velvet to Caerdyff
Marnid had strung a deal together for velvet at a cheap price of 650 denarii per roll. Veeyar had enough for 2 rolls and with a near certain 750 selling price back in Caerdyff we headed southward again.
While on the trail past Ariconum, a group of 10 bandits had our mark. Althoughh we could have outrun them, even laden down with trade goods, Veeyar purposely held us back to lure them into an attack. We kept them at a distance, peppering them with arrows before turning to charge the remainder. Veeyar and Perceval led the charge and tore them apart, 2 dropped from the arrows, 4 in the first charge, and 4 mopped up as they broke and ran. Victory is ours!
Time for some sewing though. Some of the blood wasn't theirs ...
While on the trail past Ariconum, a group of 10 bandits had our mark. Althoughh we could have outrun them, even laden down with trade goods, Veeyar purposely held us back to lure them into an attack. We kept them at a distance, peppering them with arrows before turning to charge the remainder. Veeyar and Perceval led the charge and tore them apart, 2 dropped from the arrows, 4 in the first charge, and 4 mopped up as they broke and ran. Victory is ours!
Time for some sewing though. Some of the blood wasn't theirs ...
Saturday, March 23
Veeyar
March 23, Year of our Lord - 409
Down on my luck, I was reveling away my last few denarii at Pandragon's Claw when a stranger entered the tavern. A tall, somewhat handsome man clad in mail armour. He had a purpose about him and a gleam in his eye as he surveyed the patrons. He was recruiting. I followed his progression through the tables, talking at length to other, more illustrious members of Caerdyff. A few met his approval and gathered at a table toward the rear or the tavern, but most were turned away.
He approached my table and uttered the phrase I had overheard him use previously on other tables; "Is anyone looking for adventure?"
"Maybe.." I replied. No need to sound desperate.
"We are striking north to rescue Perceval, who still remains a captive of bandits. We were set upon as we crossed the Snowdonian mountains. I managed to escape on the first night, but Perceval remained to cover my escape. Now I need willing and able men .. err .. women to help me. Interested?". The speech needed correcting, but I'll let that slide. He looks tired.
"A rescue mission? Sounds exciting. I've been more accustomed to trading along these routes than fighting, but I may know the lay of the land if you're heading through the mountains again. I'm not that much of a swordhand, but I'm a fast learner." Did that sound too naff? C'mon, you need more people. Hire me please!
"A scout? Excellent news! I have a long hunting tradition through the dales, but feel out of place here on the western edge. As long as you feel confident on a horse and can hold your own in a fight, you're welcome to join our party. We share any treasure by merit, but I can't offer a wage."
"Do you swear allegiance to anyone?". Not that it matters to me, but it's best to clear the air before you share a camp with someone.
"I'm keen on travelling the length and breadth of this fine land" He replied. "My allegiance is to my party and their allegiance is to me".
"You make a compelling case. I can ride, but alas am without horse at the moment." Hopefully that's not a deal breaker. It's been a long while since I've had to ride too, but more confident on horseback than in a line of infantry.
"That won't be a problem. Marnid! Set this fine lady up with a courser! The name is Veeyar, and yours?"
"Ymira"
"Welcome aboard" He said with a wink.
Down on my luck, I was reveling away my last few denarii at Pandragon's Claw when a stranger entered the tavern. A tall, somewhat handsome man clad in mail armour. He had a purpose about him and a gleam in his eye as he surveyed the patrons. He was recruiting. I followed his progression through the tables, talking at length to other, more illustrious members of Caerdyff. A few met his approval and gathered at a table toward the rear or the tavern, but most were turned away.
He approached my table and uttered the phrase I had overheard him use previously on other tables; "Is anyone looking for adventure?"
"Maybe.." I replied. No need to sound desperate.
"We are striking north to rescue Perceval, who still remains a captive of bandits. We were set upon as we crossed the Snowdonian mountains. I managed to escape on the first night, but Perceval remained to cover my escape. Now I need willing and able men .. err .. women to help me. Interested?". The speech needed correcting, but I'll let that slide. He looks tired.
"A rescue mission? Sounds exciting. I've been more accustomed to trading along these routes than fighting, but I may know the lay of the land if you're heading through the mountains again. I'm not that much of a swordhand, but I'm a fast learner." Did that sound too naff? C'mon, you need more people. Hire me please!
"A scout? Excellent news! I have a long hunting tradition through the dales, but feel out of place here on the western edge. As long as you feel confident on a horse and can hold your own in a fight, you're welcome to join our party. We share any treasure by merit, but I can't offer a wage."
"Do you swear allegiance to anyone?". Not that it matters to me, but it's best to clear the air before you share a camp with someone.
"I'm keen on travelling the length and breadth of this fine land" He replied. "My allegiance is to my party and their allegiance is to me".
"You make a compelling case. I can ride, but alas am without horse at the moment." Hopefully that's not a deal breaker. It's been a long while since I've had to ride too, but more confident on horseback than in a line of infantry.
"That won't be a problem. Marnid! Set this fine lady up with a courser! The name is Veeyar, and yours?"
"Ymira"
"Welcome aboard" He said with a wink.
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