And So It Begins....   Posted by Comte De Treville.Group: 0
Comte De Treville
 GM, 5 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 21:52
And So It Begins....
Madame D'Amberville looked up upon her fourth son, Gerard, as he sat upon his mighty grey warhorse. Though sadness warred with hope in her beautiful eyes, she managed a smile.

"Gerard! My son, I send you off with but two gifts and the greatest that Chateau D'Amberville can offer. One is this beautiful horse. Upon a mount like this your father fought along side Henri the IV and won a royal appointment. Though your brother, now Viscomte D'Amberville, would have had us sell it... I could not. I will not! For while it and you breath we have hope. The other is the company of Jean-Luc La Chat. trusted servant and the best of our grooms. He has served you well and will no doubt continue to do so."

At this the man who held the reigns and dressed in D'Amberville livery bowed low and swept his large floppy hat so that it nearly touched the dew dotted grass. Jean-Luc La Chat rose slowly and when Madame was not looking, slipped Gerard a wink.

"Go! Go now to Rouen. I hear that M. Hiérosme de Challons is looking to raise a regiment. I know him to be a fair and honest man. They say he will serve The Prince de Conde. If that is true then one can rise to great heights under his watchful eye."

At this she paused for a heartbeat. Her eyes drifted toward the Chateau.The ancestral estate was a run down pile of stone and timber. With little to no money coming in, the place had fallen on hard times. At least with Gerard and Jean-Luc gone there would be two less mouths to feed. As Gerard gazed at the crumbling walls, he thought he saw a shadow at one of the upper windows. No doubt his brother, ever jealous of his mother's affections toward Gerad, was spying upon his farewells.

"While in Rouen, please try to make the acquaintance of M. Raulguin Fournier. It would seem I had to seek M. Fourier out when the banks refused further loans. I... borrowed against the jewelry which I pawned... five hundred Livres. M. Fournier has demanded payment by years end. Each month he... he exacts interest of ten percent. Perhaps you can talk to him Gerard. Perhaps he will listen to you and at least forgo the interest."

Madame's eyes began to water but she forced a smile and waved a dainty hand.

"I gave Jean-Luc your allowance. It is not proper for a nobleman to hold his own coin.  I wish there was more my son but... I know you will make do. NO! You will prosper. Bon Chance!"

With a slight nod "Go now! Be careful but brave. You are much like your father... only better. You will succeed."

This message was last edited by the GM at 04:49, Sun 12 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 6 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 15:12
And So It Begins....
In reply to Comte De Treville (msg # 1):

The day was still in its infancy, as tendrils of light had just begun to stretch forth from the east, like a man stretching his arms, after a long slumber. A Cock crowed somewhere, as the small gathering located in the front of the ancestral home of the D'Ambervilles made their farewells.

  An older woman, once a beauty, and even still handsome in her advanced years, stood with a faithful maid servant, as she bade farewell to her fourth and favorite son on this fine spring. The Vicomtesse D’Amberville was the real glue that held what was left of the family and lands together.  This expedition of sending of Gerard was her child, and the ViCounte had opposed it at first, citing the lack of funds as his reason for opposition. But the mother would not be denied in this matter, she won out in the end, as it was her jewels that where scarified upon the altar of honor, and not the Viscount’s gold.

  His Mother bespoke of her two greatest gifts where his horse and his faithful Lackey. A sad smile formed on the face of young Gerard. He slid from the saddle, to the ground, and stepped before his mother, then took her hands into his.

“Mama, I am forever in your debt and thank you with all my heart, for the faith you have placed in me. I swear upon the Lady that was the mother of our Savior, I shall not fail you, nor our family. I shall stop at every Church upon my way, and offers prayers for the well-being of our family. But I must tell you, you are wrong, when you said the two best gifts you can give are this fine horse and my Servant. While I am deeply grateful for these gifts, the two most precious gifts you have offered me are your love and prayers.”

 Gerard then drew his mother to him in an embrace. It lasted for several moments, as he then kissed her upon both checks, and stepped back. Gerard still felt the eyes of his Brother upon them, and it made his heart sad that his elder was not here to bit him a proper farewell. It was not well done of the new Viscount, but Gerard still loved and respected his brother.   He looked up at the window where he saw the movement, and with all the grace Gerard could muster, he doffed his hat, and bowed in respect to his elder. Gerard just hoped his elder would not take this gesture of respect as mockery, for it was far from that.

 The young Cavalier replaced his hat upon his head, the plume of Peacock feather ruffled in the gentle breeze, as he climbed back into the saddle. He raised his arm in a final farewell, then put a tap of spurs to the flanks of his mount, and both he, his Lackey and the pack horse rode off at an easy cantor towards the road, and onward into the unknown.

This message was last edited by the player at 15:16, Sun 12 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 15 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 20:41
And So It Begins....
Madame said goodbye and in a dainty fashion waved a silken kerchief in his general direction before bringing it up to an eye. Jean-Luc brought up the rear on a riding horse of lower quality pulling a pack horse behind him. He wore a large black floppy hat to keep the weather at bay, breeches, and a wool doublet in the D'Amberville colors. As they moved from the courtyard of the Chateau they turned northeast toward Rouen. It would no doubt take them a few days if Gerard had his way and a few more if Jean-Luc could convince his Master to follow his.

the country side of Normandy was beautiful if a bit cool in the morning. The bright sunlight bode well for travel, save for it's heat in the later afternoon, and The horses made good time. Here and there, they passed a few farmers upon their way to the fields. It was planting season after all and not a few lead a big draft horse with which to plow the fields. Those that recognized Gerard, bowed and removed their hats. A few did not. Perhaps it was the fine horse and clothes confused them or mayhaps a few no longer called the D'Ambervilles lords. Some of their land was lost to the King when Gerard's father was caught in his misbegotten deeds. One thing they all shared was being poor... some the poorest of the poor.

Besides these only a few merchants coming to or from Rouen. Some on foot pulling pack animals, donkeys or ponies. Others rode in small carts with their bundles packed behind them. They all recognized Gerard as a noble or at least to be a richer man than they, so they nodded or bowed in deference.

After what could have been a few hours and passing at least one roadside tavern, Jean-Luc spoke up.

"Monsieur? Pardon! But there is a tavern not far... perhaps a mile... perhaps less. My horse is not as strong or hardy as yours... a bit of rest would do both her and the pack pony some good. What say you Monsieur?"

This message was last edited by the GM at 20:55, Sun 12 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 8 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 21:08
And So It Begins....
  The day was fair, is somewhat hot, and the road was dusty. Some of the peons they past, did not show the traditional sign of respect due a Noble, and that vexed Gerard. If not for the fact, that Gerard wanted to make good time this day, he might have thrashed one or two of them to remind them of their place.

 The duo rode on until his ever present lackey made a suggestion of stopping at a local drinking establishment, to refresh themselves, and to rest the horses. Gerard regarded his servant, with a most serious expression, and then a smile broke upon his face.

“Jean-Luc, a most excellent suggestion, you just made. Indeed, I could use a cup of wine, some cheese and bread, while sitting in the coolness of a tap room. You can see to the horses, and if you thirst, I am sure they have a well.”

 The young Noble waited to see the expression upon Jean-Luc’s face, before he laughed. “I make a jest, my faithful servant. You may have a cup of wine, but mark you, just one cup.” Said in a stern tone of voice, but was there just the hint of a smile to his lips.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 2 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 22:39
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At first Jean-Luc broke into a wide grin at his master's words. He tried to spur his horse to a faster pace and come along side Gerard. Just to hear him say that he would be relegated to the stables and tending horses rather than in the cool comfort of the inn's common room and most of all, denied the elixir of the gods themselves... wine!

Jean-Luc's mouth hung open as if to protest "Monsieur!? Water? From a well? Monsieur I might become ill... I barely trust such with the horses."

Then when the laughter came and an invitation to join his master inside, Lean-Luc laughed as well. Until only one cup was mentioned and then the smile retreated quickly.

"Tis your coin Monsieur. I am a faithful servant and abide by your commands... perhaps a bottle for the road then?"

As they made their way around a bend, a rather large roadside inn came into view. Gerard knew it for he had stayed there himself. Le Cheval Blanc! That was it aye! A large common room with an equally large kitchen! With a good roasted mutton... cooked slow with salt, peeper, sage, and onions! A good local wine and cheese as well. These were made locally by the small village that sprawled out around it.

As they made the Inn itself a boy came from the depths of the nearby stables but Jean-Luc waved the lad off.

"We've no need of you lad. I see to Monsieur D'Amberville's steeds." he said and none too gently.

"All I need is some water... and a place of shade to rest them. For that you'll earn a sou but no more. If you watch me you might even stand to learn something."

This message was last edited by the player at 22:43, Sun 12 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 10 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 23:46
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 The Master and Lackey, to wit, Gerard and Jean-Luc, rode up to the front of the quant country Inn. He had patronized this place in the past, or at least his family had. Gerard took the measure of the place, then climbed down and allowed his Lackey to deal with the stable boy.

 Gerard used his gloves, to beat off some of dust of the road, before he opened the door to the Inn and walked into the place. As soon as he entered, he felt relief from the day’s heat, as it was indeed much cooler then outside. He was an obvious Gentleman by his garb and bearing, and the fact he wore a sword.

“Inkeeper,Inkeeper! A patron has arrived upon your door, and he has a great need for wine. Fetch me a worthy vintage, with bread and cheese.. And be quick!."

 These words where said as the young Noblemen took the measure of the common room and any patrons within the same. If he spotted a decent table, Gerard would walk over and claim it for his own.

This message was last edited by the player at 23:57, Sun 12 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 17 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 00:52
And So It Begins....
The common room was wide and spacious. Large tables were scattered about in a haphazard fashion, their wood old, stained, and scarred. Though they were relatively clean. Most were accompanied with long benches but a few stools were strewn about. Though some corners held shade and shadow but most of the place was well lit thanks to the many windows, shutters thrown back and with a few windows open to allow the spring breeze to wander in. A small fire, just enough to keep the porridge or whatever was in the cooper kettle warm without producing too much heat.

There were a few older men, peasants by their dress and manner which sat at a table near the long stout bar. Beside these half dozen men, there was but one patron, a priest... perhaps a monk, dressed in a black cassock and skull cap. Though of average height he was very thin, almost gaunt. He was in an earnest discussion with a short plump gentleman who could only be the proprietor by his stained white linen shirt and brown leather apron. Upon hearing Gerard, he tried to untangle himself from the man of the church in front of him.

"Excusez-moi Monsieur! A guest has arrived... you can stay of course but... I know no one that can help you at the moment."

The priest looked aghast but allowed the tapster by.

"Welcome! Welcome Monsieur! Perhaps a table in the shade for you oui? Of course I shall bring you wine and some very fine cheese as well. I have some porridge upon the fire... plain but I can can serve it with eggs if the Monsieur is agreeable?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 11 posts
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 01:46
And So It Begins....
  The Inn Keeper showed the proper respect to a man of Gerard’s station, but t then again, he was trying to sell food and drink to the traveler. But Gerard was satisfied, and slowly nodded to the man.

“Oui, I shall have three fried eggs with porridge. And seat me at a table in the shade, my good man. When my servant is finished with the horses, send him to the kitchen to feed him. He is allowed one cup of wine, no less, no more. “

 ,said Gerard as he followed the man to a corner table that seemed to meet his needs. Gerard removed  sword sash and laid the sword upon the table, then got comfortable. The Priest caught his eye, and Gerard nodded to the man of the cloth “Bonne journée, to you good Priest.”
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 1 post
 Benedictine
 Monk
Tue 14 Jun 2016
at 00:48
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The portly innkeeper shuffled off to fetch the food and wine after bowing low. The group of farmers nodded and pointed toward Gerard and spoke conspiratorially in low whispers. At last, the young monk or priest turned toward the young noble as his words of greeting reached him.

"Monsieur? Or should I address you as My Lord?" He said taking in Gerard's dress and bearing.

He then bowed himself and upon rising he said "Thus far oui! The journey, praise God, has been a good one. Yet, there has been talk Monsieur... talk of unrest and perchance banditry upon the road. Have you heard of this as well? Ahhh... may I join you? Perchance beg charity, as I have taken a vow of poverty and have little to pay for wine and cheese."

Jean-Luc must have remained with the horses as yet, but Gerard knew he would be along. The wine would call him even if his master did not...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 13 posts
Tue 14 Jun 2016
at 01:13
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  The Priest seemed one of the many wandering Friars that dotted the country side, on some good deed or another. They were the instruments of the Lord, and of Holy Mother Church. While Gerard was by no means a zealot, he enjoyed too many things considered to be sins, but he was still a Christian.

 The young Noble stood to his feet and indicated a chair. “I would be honored, if you would join me at table, Good Priest. Innkeeper, you rascal, did you deny this man of God, the sustenance he needs to spread the good news? Fetch him what I am having, and bring wine, you rogue."

 Gerard smiled to the Priest then, and resumed his seat.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 2 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Tue 14 Jun 2016
at 02:50
And So It Begins....
The innkeeper had almost made it to the kitchen when Gerard shouted out. Now all in a fluster he stopped and turned while wringing his plump hands before him!

"No! NO Monsieur! you wrong me! I have fed the priest... porridge and gave him cold water from the well. Oh! Some bread as well. I shall bring wine Monsieur. The best and two cups!"

He quickly turned on his heels and fled to the relative safety of his kitchen. The monk bowed low once more. He made Gerard's table and sat down. A smile upon his thin lips he nodded.

"Merci Monsieur! You are too kind. In the proprietor's defense he did feed me God bless him. A simple meal oui! However, I am a simple man. My name is Martin. Those of which I had the pleasure to study with named me Martin Le Maigre. They spoke truly before god for I am thin am I not. Mostly I am as God made me."

The Innkeeper came bustling out with a tray and upon it was wine, two clay cups, a fine wheel of yellow cheese, and fresh bread from the oven. He set the tray upon their table with a grace that belied his great size.

"The eggs and porridge will be out soon Monsieur. My good wife fries them now and i will fetch the porridge, still hot I'll wager."


"Merci!" the monk said bowing his head. "God bless and keep you."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 15 posts
Tue 14 Jun 2016
at 04:09
And So It Begins....
  If Geared has wronged the Innkeeper, it was of little concern to the young Noble. He did not concern himself with the feelings of commoners for the most part. His, was an old family of Noble de l'épée, that had served France since before the so-called Hundred Years War. Although he had no title, Gerard was born into the nobility, and as such, was a law unto himself. A Noble could kill a commoner, even a rich member of the Bourgeoisie, and have no fear of the Courts, for the most part. There where exceptions to this, of course, as with most things.

 The young noble regarded the thin man that had introduced himself as Martin. Perhaps he was only a Brother, and not a Priest.

“I am Gerard Alexandre D’Amberville. I thank you for your blessing, I can use as many as I can receive, these days, Monsieur. Just how do I address you, Martin, Is it Brother or Father?”

 Gerard picked up on of the cups of wine and sampled it, He smiled and took a long sip and relished an acceptable vintage.

“As to the matter of you traveling with me, while I no objections, we are mounted, while you are afoot. Perhaps you can trade off riding my servant’s horse. “

 He tore off some bread,sliced a bit of cheese,and began to enjoy his repast
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 3 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Wed 15 Jun 2016
at 03:06
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The thin monk or priest before Gerard raised a thin and long-fingered hand as if to halt the nobleman's feast.

"Wait Monsieur! We should bless the food before we eat. God has blessed us with it did he not?"

Without waiting for Gerard's approval, the gaunt man began a prayer, speaking in Latin as he did so. It was a standard blessing concluding with the phrase "Allow this food to nourish our bodies and may our bodies continue in service to thee! Amen!

"You may call me Brother martin or just Martin if you please. I am a monk... of the Benedictine order Monsieur. I hail from the Abbaye Saint-Ouen de Rouen. I am returning from Paris. i was studying at the University there."

Martin looked up taking a small piece of cheese and seemed to nibble on it with little interest.

"Monsieur, I am not on foot but have a donkey in the establishment's stable. Though slower than a horse, we should not slow you over much. I would be most grateful for your company for the roads are no longer as safe as they were Monsieur. Peasants who lost their farms and have turned bandit, wolves hungry and lean after a cold winter, and even mercenaries who have come north to serve The Prince of Conde yet have not found a master... nor gold to fill their pouches so they too turn to banditry."

He paused to sample the wine also and nodded his satisfaction.

"This talk of war saddens me Monsieur. I pray God will grant us peace for those others involved never will I am thinking."

This message was last edited by the player at 04:04, Wed 15 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 18 posts
Wed 15 Jun 2016
at 20:13
And So It Begins....
 When the Brother started a prayer, Gerard bowed his head until it was completed.  He then ate more of the bread and cheese and sipped some wine, as he conversed with the Brother.

“Brother Martin, it shall be, then. I do not think your Donkey will be an issue on the road, as we are not travelling at the gallop.”

 Gerard looked to the Inn’s front door a moment, and frowned somewhat, wondering where his Lackey had gotten too. He resumed his conversation with the good Brother.

“Indeed, these are trying times for France. The roads are not as safe as they once were, but fear not good Friar, I shall see you come to no harm in our travels. I journey to Rouen; you are welcome to accompany me as far as that town, Brother.”

 The young Noble took more wine, and made no comment upon the Brother’s view of war. For it might very well be, that war would be the instrument of the D’Amberville family salvation.

This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 21:16, Wed 15 June 2016.

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 4 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 00:05
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A broad smile spread upon the monk's thin lips. He nodded his thanks.

"Merci Monsieur! You have eased my mind. I too travel to Rouen. This his where my abbey lies. I have been away too long. It seems strange going back now. Some say mercenaries are gathering there. I do not know but there are many who follow the Reformed Church that call Rouen home as well."

At this he crossed himself once more and drank deeply from his cup.

"The Prince de Conde is gathering men oui, but most are Huguenots though he follows the Roman Church. One must have a care Monsieur. For the pain that was the War of Religion is still fresh upon the minds of many. It does not seem right that a Roman would raise arms against a Roman Queen and her young son, God save him!"

Whatever else Martin was about to say was temporarily lost when the innkeeper returned with eggs and a bowl of steaming porridge. This he placed in front of Gerard with a bow.

"Your meal to break your fast Monsieur! I can make more if your hunger wins out over this food."

The stout keeper stood aside but remained. As if to wait his leave from Gerard.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:08, Thu 16 June 2016.

Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 3 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 00:05
And So It Begins....
The Inn's door flew open and in strode Jean-Luc! He looked none too pleased. Upon spying Gerard he made his way over.

"Tis good I tended the horses Monsieur! The stable-boy knows nothing. I would not leave till I seen to them myself."

Innkeeper eyed Jean-Luc for a heartbeat before he merely shrugged "Andre is a good boy! I have a proper master but he is away in the fields. He will be back before sunset I assure you."

Jean-Luc scowled at the Tapster with such scorn that he looked away.

"Monsieur's horse can be traced back to the very horse that Herni the IV rode into Paris! OUI! This you would leave to a boy!? Non! If you let that boy touch my Master's horse I will whip him myself and then you fat man!"

Martin crossed himself and not for the first time...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 19 posts
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 00:33
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 Gerard was enjoying his cup of wine, when the door to the Inn flew open, which caused him to spill some of the wine onto his fine linen shirt, due to being startled... The nobleman looked up, and saw the cause of his spillage, the frown that greeted Jean-Luc foretold of an unpleasant reception from his Master.

" Mon Dieu, Jean Luc! Your behavior is no better, then that of a Vandal. Your actions are a direct reflection upon me, for you are in my service. One does not fling open the door, like this was a barn. “

 Gerard was angry now; he stood to his feet, and pointed to the wine stain upon his shirt.

 “Look what you did, Jean-Luc. It is ruined, and it was given to me by my mother. I should get a faggot and thrash you but good. Well, what do you have to say for yourself?”

 Gerard crossed his arms and glared at his Lackey. It seemed the matter about the boy and the horses had not been heard by Gerard,or so it seemed.

This message was last edited by the player at 01:08, Thu 16 June 2016.

Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 4 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 03:11
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc's anger seemed to flee before that of his Master's own! The flush in his face disappeared and was replaced by his usual pallor. He lowered his eyes, then his head, and finally dropped to his knees.

"Monsieur? I beg your forgiveness. I have acted in a most ungentlemanly way. For ruining a shirt given to you by the Madame is most villainous and I will find this fagot myself should you order it. I am from Pau, home to loyal if excitable men, not from this Vandeel which is most like south of here. Yet, I beg one favor... upon the love you have for me and your father had for mine. May I least sample this wine. To ease the sting of the beating I deserve. I am at your mercy Monsieur."

The innkeeper looked somewhat vindicated as he looked on.

"If it would please you Monsieur? I know of a stout piece of wood that I sometimes use to beat the boy myself. Should I fetch it?"

Jean-Luc said something under his breath, just out of earshot of Gerard, meant no doubt for the innkeeper.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 5 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 03:12
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The monk rose from his seat and stared first to Jean-Luc and then Gerard.

"Monsieur!" he said to the lackey. Then to Gerard "Monsieur!"

He sighed bringing one thin hand to the simple cross hung about his neck.

"We must build our relationships upon love and forgiveness. We must remind ourselves of Christ's own example. May I offer the my services and the services of my abbey. I am sure the stain can be removed once we reach the Abbey of Saint-Ouen in Rouen."

The nodded to the Innkeeper "There should be no need for wood of any sort least you place it upon the fire to warm your porridge."

The innkeeper looked hopefully to Gerard "Monsieur? Shall I... or... no?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 23 posts
Thu 16 Jun 2016
at 21:05
And So It Begins....
  It seemed that everyone had had an opinion upon the matters at hand. Gerard Almost lost his righteous indignation when Jean-Luc thought that a Vandal was a part of France, He had to cover his mouth to hide the smile from the others. But the anger that the young Noble felt, quickly fled by that fact and that the good Brother had decided to intervene.

 Gerard heard all concerned, looked from Jean-Luc, to the Innkeeper, then to Brother Martin. With a heavy sigh, Gerard seemed to come to a decision.

  “Monsieur’s, this situation, makes me recall the passage from the Book of Mark. “Give to Caesars what is Caesars, and to God what is Gods.” And in this situation, I am in the role of Caesar.  But out of respect for Brother Martin, Caesar is moved to show mercy. And the Mercy is what I give to God.”

 Geard walked up to Jean-Luc, and with his riding gloves, slapped his servant on each side of his face. With a nod of satisfaction, Gerard spoke to his servant.

“That is what you owed Caesar, for your boorish Behavior, Jean-Luc. Never let it happen again."

 The young Noble looked to the Innkeeper.

 “You deserve a sound thrashing, Monsieur, for attempting to have a Gentleman’s horse, tended too, by an untrained boy. My mount is a trained War Horse, and spirited. At best, the boy could have injured my mount, and at worst, my mount could have killed the lad. But again, Caesar shall show mercy. All three of our meals, and the care for the Horses…Oh, yes, we shall need provisions for the journey. All this is to be your penance, Monsieur. That tidy’s things up rather nicely.”

 With a nod, and a look of satisfaction, for what Gerard thought of, as decision worthy of Solomon, He returned to his seat to eat his meal.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 5 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Fri 17 Jun 2016
at 03:44
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After Gerard's slaps him, Jean-Luc nodded and said loudly.

"Merci Monsieur!" and stood slowly.

His eyes darted toward the wine and seeing only two cups frowned.

"Monsieur? Did you not say that all THREE should be fed and our thirst be quenched? I tended the horses so this.. this man is out nothing due to labor of it and I even taught the boy something about caring for horses. Gave the lad two Sous to boot!"

Jean-Luc glanced the Innkeeper's way and his frowned deepened.

"You are blessed that my Master is so merciful and forbearing. The lords of Rouen would have had you flogged. If I were you I would not be standing there but gathering what he asked for. Food and wine for the trip. To show you I am no man from Vandeel... I'll even load it upon our horse for you."
Comte De Treville
 GM, 24 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 17 Jun 2016
at 03:45
And So It Begins....
The Innkeeper, quite taken aback by Gerard's statements and his slapping of Jean-Luc looked on with perspiration dotting his forehead and eyes wide as saucers. After listening to Jean-Luc he began to stutter and breathe quite heavily.

"B... Bu... But Monsieur! I... I... I am a poor man. Not so great as you. Please find it in your heart to forgive me... and... and at least cover the cost of... of the supplies. Your meals and wine here I... well I will gladly give you as a means of my regret but sponsoring your trip. Monsieur... I know your are a wise man... wiser than Caesar Oui? Of course! And kind... and just."

This message was last edited by the GM at 03:46, Fri 17 June 2016.

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 6 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Fri 17 Jun 2016
at 03:45
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the good friar seemed to be pleased with Gerard's "justice". Yet when the innkeeper began to beg his forgiveness and bemoaned of his poverty, Martin turned to the nobleman.

"Perchance Monsieur D'Amberville will find pity for this poor man as God did with us. For in the Lord's Prayer it says to forgive others trespasses as He forgives ours. Go now good keeper and let Monsieur contemplate what God would have him do. Bless you."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 27 posts
Fri 17 Jun 2016
at 19:45
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  The Innkeeper‘s protest was what Gerard would expect from one of the Bourgeoisie, and his pleas where annoying to the ears of the Nobleman. Brother Martin’s continued pleas for mercy for the rogue, was even beginning to vex Gerard. He took a spoon and shoved it into the porridge before him, and spoke without looking up.

  "I have been more than fair, considering the serious of your transgression to me and mine. I have made my decision, and it must stand. Now be about your affairs Innkeeper. You have to feed my Servant, and give him a cup of wine."

 Gerard then addressed Jean-Luc.

“You may eat in the kitchen, and have a cup of wine. Be sure to oversee the gathering of our provisions, for I trust the Innkeeper not. If he tries anything, thrash him soundly, Jean-Luc."

 The Noble then addressed the good Brother.

  "Brother Martin, my Horse is of the finest bloodlines, which can be traced back to before the Wars against the English. The Innkeeper needed to be taught a lesson, and perhaps he shall think twice before he tries such a thing again. And besides, even our Savior felt a lesson had to be taught, when he cleared the Temple of Money changers, and those that sold animals for sacrifice. The matter is settled. Now please eat."

 Gerard was in no mood to debate his decision with the Brother, so he concentrated on the food before him.

This message was last edited by the player at 22:19, Sat 18 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 26 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 02:18
And So It Begins....
The Innkeeper became crestfallen at the Noble's words. Jean-Luc, on the other hand was beaming!

"Come! We will visit your pantry and leave Monsieur D'Amberville and his holiness to eat and talk in peace. And about that wine... I shall indeed sample your vintage... " the lackey said as he ushered the Innkeeper back into his kitchen.

As Jean-Luc's voice became faint and distant both Gerard and Brother Martin sat down once again. The Brother was silent for some time as young nobleman ate in earnest. The flavor of the porridge combined with some grease from bacon Gerard thought was indeed pleasing to his palate. Martin watched his companion eat with gusto but he continued only to nibble his cheese and sip his wine.

The group of older men continued to speak among themselves. Now and then they would chance a look at Gerard and quickly look away. Their voices were low and none dared to meet the noblemen's eye.

This message was last edited by the GM at 02:51, Sun 19 June 2016.

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 8 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 02:18
And So It Begins....
The monk at last spoke, his dark eyes serious in contemplation.

"You are quite right. Judgement is yours to render nor do I fault it or you for granting it. The boy or, God forbid, your horse may have come to harm ... this is also the truth. When I was in Paris I heard that one of the Queen Mother's advisers, one , Concino Concini, had made himself Marshal of France. I saw this man flog a lad for stumbling under his horse's feet while riding through the streets of Paris. The boy in question was no older than the stable-boy and was only playing at the time. The boy was dead, the large horse had crushed him for being so clumsy. Signore Concini had the dead boy brought before him and his own groom flogged him some score of lashes. When the Queen Mother saw this she asked 'Monsieur? Why would you do such a thing?' and he replied 'Because I may!'"

He paused to sip his wine.

"Later another of The Queen Mother's advisers came to the university where I was studying and I begged him to comment on the incident for which I mentioned because he too was present. The Bishop Luçon said to me "that if I had been in the Signore's place I would have not flogged the boy but compensated his parents in some fashion. It was no more the fault of the Signore than the boy but now this boy's parents will spread evil against him and because he is in service to the Queen then she will surfer as well. If she suffers then so will the King and France. Those of the reformed faith will use such things to preach against the Queen and our faith.' How do you feel on this subject Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 29 posts
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 18:21
And So It Begins....
 The nobleman continued to eat his meal, while he listened to the Brother tell his tales of Paris. Gerard had always wanted to see the great city and the heart of France. The food was acceptable, and his appetite hearty this day.When the Brother asked his opinion,Gerard spoke his mind.

“The story of the boy is most sad, Brother.  I would say that the whipping was not needed, for the boy was dead. Prayers should be offered up for the boy’s soul, and prayers offered for those that use power for powers sake. Power is like a sword, it can be used for good or evil. One does not brandish a sword just because he can, if it is drawn, it had best be for a good reason.”

 Gerard took some bread and cut more cheese to eat.

“But I have never been to Paris, and I was not witness to these events, so my opinion really should not count for much. All I can say about current matters in the Capitol is just this, Que Dieu sauve le roi. “

This message was last edited by the player at 18:28, Sun 19 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 28 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 20:34
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin nodded and raised his cup in a toast!

"Well said My Lord. Well said. I to ask that God save the King and the Queen Mother!"

There was something about the monk that made him more than he appeared to be but what Gerard could not say. The monk then crossed himself and announced "Amen!"

Just then there was a commotion in the kitchen. Loud noises rose up and a high-pitched scream was to follow. Finally, Jean-Luc's voice over came all others as he yelled!
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 6 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 20:34
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc came out of the kitchen with his arms up and about his head as if to ward off blows! As he came on he shouted.

"Monsieur! Monsieur! We must leave... post haste! The woman is mad! Mad I tell you! She threathens to send for the magistrate, the provost Marshal, and the militia all at once!"

A very thin and tall woman came out of the kitchen upon Jean-Luc's heels! In her right hand, which was raised to stike a most terrible blow, was a large ladle. She followed with her face contorted in anger. Her linen smock and apron worn and stain, with which sweat and food stuff appeared to war with one another for it's length.

"Thieves! Foot-pads! Highwaymen! They come to rob our cupboards and pantry just like his father before him stole our salt! D'Amberville!  Send word to the Viscomte De Bray*! Raise the militia and summon the Provost Marshal!"

From across the common room the four older men rose from their table. One, a little more stocky than the rest, peered at the hostess and then at Gerard. He wore a much patched leather breeches and a thin linen shirt that had not seen soap in a month of Sundays. His left eye was covered by over-sized patch and a scar ran from that eye down to his jawline.

"I thought he seemed known to me! Aye! Enough like his father. I am a Subaltern in the militia Madame. Come! Let us see to this robber and his Roman hound then."

He carried an old sword... the type that might have been used during the wars of religion. The other three, appearing less able than he, rose as well. They armed themselves... one with a poker from the fireplace, one with a stout piece of wood, and the last with a small stool.

Brother Martin rose bringing one thin hand to the cross about his neck and the other as if to call off the hostilities but his mouth hung open. Gerard saw that for now the path to the front door lay open but surly it would not remain so!

* The Viscomte De Bray, Pierre De Beaux was one of Gerard's father's detractors during his trouble with the King and Court. It is true he gained, along with the crown, some of the D'Amberville Lands and was made L'Attendante de Gabelle in his father's stead. Armand has sworn vengeance against him!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 30 posts
Sun 19 Jun 2016
at 22:32
And So It Begins....
  There was Gerard, minding his own affairs, when a sudden disturbance interrupted the last of his repast. With all the noise and commotion coming from the Kitchen, It sounded like the gates of Hades had been opened. This fact was reinforced, when his servant, Jean-Luc, came scurrying out with a woman that could have passed for Cerberus, hot on his heels. Gerard at first thought this matter amusing, his servant b being chased by a woman. But then his family name and father where being brought up.

 He just sat there, taking this all in, when more locals took up the hue and cry against his family. Gerard stood slowly to his feet, in no hurry it seemed. But he let it be seen when he took his sword off the table, still in the scabbard and placed the sash over his shoulder.

“Stay your hands! I am indeed a D’Amberville, Gerard Alexandre D’Amberville, to be precise. I am now leaving this…establishment.  I am Noble de ‘epee, as such, none of you have the right to detain me or mine. So unless you have a warrant of arrest from a Magistrate of the Parlimont de Normadie, I am free to depart, by the law. If any of you lay hands on a Noble or one of his servants, I will see that the one or ones doing it are hanged, and their families turned out. Jean-Luc, Brother Martin, we are leaving.”

 The Young Noblemen started to head for the door of the Inn, at a steady but non hurried pace.


I took the liberty of making an Oratory skill role, to see if Gerard can get out of there in one piece. His skill is 14,his Charm

18:33, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 10 using 1d20.  Oratory Skill . Success, unless there are other factors involved.

This message was last edited by the player at 22:57, Sun 19 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 33 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 20 Jun 2016
at 13:58
And So It Begins....
The stocky man with the eye patch frowned at the nobleman's words but stayed his hand from the antique swords at his side. His three older compatriots, never sharing their leader's enthusiasm Gerard thought, stood still behind them nervously looking about. All of them were taken by the nobleman's stern words and mayhaps made them imagine the coarse rope of a hangman about their throat.

"D'Amberville has spoken the truth." he said in a near growl. "Then leave and trouble these good folk no more."

"YES!" shouted the keepers thin wife. "Begone thief! Like your father before you. We will send word to the Viscomte I assure you. He unlike us can deal with the likes of you."

The portly Innkeeper could now be seen cowering within the doorway of the kitchen, holding a cleaver in trembling hands. Though he was content to add nothing to the others' hard words.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 9 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Mon 20 Jun 2016
at 14:01
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc raced before his master and the monk and reached the door. He had it open within heartbeats.

"I will ready the horses Monsieur! Fear not! We shall be off soon enough."

The Lackey was out the door and heading toward the stables. Gerard could hear him screaming for the stable-boy.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 10 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Mon 20 Jun 2016
at 14:12
And So It Begins....
The monk rose from his seat, gathering the old leather satchel about his person. he looked as though he was about to say something to the angry mob but then thought better of it.

"Oui Monsieur!" he said to Gerard. "If these good people will let us leave in peace then we should do so and quickly."

Martin moved toward the door with less haste than Jean-Luc but at a greater pace than Gerard himself.

The man with the eyepatch follwed the thin monk as he left.

"Papist! Have a care! There are many around here who remember St. Bartholomew."

This message was last edited by the player at 16:52, Mon 20 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 34 posts
Mon 20 Jun 2016
at 21:10
And So It Begins....
 The barbs hurled at the Noble and his companions as they departed, did leave a mark upon the mind of Gerard. Even if he should not care what Peasants thought of he and his, it did leave a mark upon his soul.  Gerard felt the weight of his father’s dishonor as if he wore an invisible suit of old style Plate mail armor. But even so, He was still a “D’Amberville, and would rather die than show any outward sign he even heard them.

 Once out in front of the Inn, Gerard turned to face the door with as much non calance as he could muster. He was not about to b assaulted from behind, and not react. But again, he had to play act like some mummer, and portray the indifferent Noble, when what he really wanted to do was cut out the tongues, of those that insulted his families honor.

“Make haste, Jean-Luc, my nose has need of distance, to carry away the stench of the locals.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 35 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 21 Jun 2016
at 20:14
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc raced into the stables shouting as he did so!

"BOY! Ready my mount and I will see to Monsieur's horse myself!"

Both Lackey and boy set about their duties and quickly! The monk too made his way into the building and prepared his mule for the journey.

Gerard saw the crowd gather at the Inn's doorway but they seemed to keep their distance from the young nobleman. The stocky older man with the patch was at the head of their procession. His hand still rode the hilt of his longsword but it remained in it's sheath.

Within moments Jean-Luc was leading Gerard's grey out into the hard-packed courtyard along with his own mount. The monk followed him shortly thereafter.

"We are ready Monsieur!" Jean-Luc said, still holding the reigns.

Martin climbed upon the back of his mule with little grace but he made it. He dug his heels into the animals sides and it stubbornly made it's way toward the road that would take them to Rouen. As he passed the gathered crowd he crossed himself and mumbled either a prayer or apology, which Gerard could not be sure.

At last when nobleman and lackey were both in the saddle, the man wearing the eye-patch nodded.

"You have been warned Monsieur! The next time you pass this way the Viscomte will have been told of your passing. No doubt he will have the Magistrate's warrant. His Lordship's own cousin is his wife. Both are of the true faith and the Magistrate lost his father during the Wars*!" he said, without emotion it would seem.

* The Wars of Religion
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 36 posts
Tue 21 Jun 2016
at 20:52
And So It Begins....
  The Nobleman’s ears still burned from what had been said about his father and family. When Jean-Luc fetched around the horses, Gerard swung into the saddle and waited for the good Brother and his lackey to follow suit.

 The matter would have been left at that, the three would have left the Inn, and made their way down the road. But even before Gerard could tap his spurs to the flanks of his horse, the man with the eye patch had to jab Gerard’s wounded pride, yet again.. The Noble looked at the eye-patched Militiamen with a growing frown, then suddenly swung his leg over the horse and dismounted.

“ You.. Warn me.. You? To whom do you think you are addressing,  Monsieur? You dare to warn one of your betters? You are nothing more  a jumped up Paysan, yourself.”

 Gerard’s voice held and edge to it, but then it suddenly became almost friendly when he spoke again.

“ You wear a sword I see, one must then assume you do not slice cheese with the thing. Do me the courtesy of drawing your blade, so I might admire it.”

 After his spoke, there was a slight smile upon the lips of Gerard, but the smile did not reach his blue eyes.

This message was last edited by the player at 03:19, Wed 22 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 37 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 22 Jun 2016
at 14:43
And So It Begins....
The older man with the patched eye merely nodded and there was a slight frown upon his face.

"Very well! Though my late King forbade dueling and it is my nature to obey him and his memory Monsieur, we can settle this with honor which always comes first. Oui?"

The Thin wife of the keeper nearly moaned! "Non! Jacques, this... this man will kill you!"

"Then I will die a gentleman and the soldier I once was." Jacques said in a most somber tone.

Then he turned to one of his older compatriots "Issac? Will you act as my second?"

The other man nodded "Oui! I would be honored Jacques!"

Jacques then turned to Gerard "Monsieur? What shall it be then? First Blood? Second Blood? Or to the death? Your choice Monsieur. Though by honor it is mine to say but you are my better so I will allow you this honor then."

Gerard sensed this man was goading him into a fight. Yet, he is no blackguard and would fight honorably. Almost as if the man wished death to take him and devil take the hindmost!

He bowed and as he rose, Jacques drew his old longsword. It seemed he would await Gerard's reply...

This message was last edited by the GM at 17:32, Wed 22 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 40 posts
Wed 22 Jun 2016
at 19:51
And So It Begins....
 Gerard continued to regard the older man as he spoke and his actions. Much to the young noble’s amazement, the old rogue spoke and acted like a Gentleman. This caused Gerard to rethink matters as concerned his soon to be opponent.

“You speak of honor, and the conduct like a Gentleman. However, you are garbed like the  most base born rogue. Perhaps there is more to you, then meets the eye, Monsieur,”

 Gerard  removed the sash that held his sword and slowly drew the long sword that caught the light of the sun, and glinted in brilliance for all to see. It would be called one day a Battle Rapier, more of thin blade then a traditional Long Sword, with a wire  basket guard, but more heavy then the ever growing popular Rapier. The nobleman made a few swipes with the steel that caused the swishing sound, as it rent the air.

  “ You have insulted me, normally, my honor would demand your death, but since you were once in the service to France, I shall settle to the Second Blood.”

 He looked to his servant.

“ Jean-Luc., reach over to my saddle and draw forth the horse pistol from its  holster. If anyone seeks to disturb the Monsieur’s and my dance, be so good as to put a ball into them.”

 Gerard walked over to stand before the old campaigner. With his left hand, he removed a wooden baton with small brass studs pounded into it, from his left boot top. The Noblemen then assumed a classic stance for the art of sword fighting.

“Monsieur, en garde!”

This message was last edited by the player at 11:51, Thu 23 June 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 42 posts
Thu 23 Jun 2016
at 00:49
And So It Begins....
 Gerard thrusts his blade toward's the right shoulder  of his opponent in an attempt to render his sword arm useless. He keeps in motion to make his opponent's attack more difficult.

Attack: Thrust, to right shoulder
 Defense: Dodge- -3 to opponent's roll

Gerard:

Expertise with sword 16 needs 12 or less to hit.
 +1 Long Sword
 +1 for thrust(Italian School)



20:50, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 0 using 1d20-2.  Attack roll on opponent. Which becomes a 1
20:53, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 1 using 1d6.  Extra damage.


 I think I did that correctly. It's been awhile.

This message was last edited by the player at 01:19, Thu 23 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 42 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 24 Jun 2016
at 19:54
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc nodded and said "Oui Monsieur!"

He moved his horse over and drew the pistol which he then pointed toward the crowd still gathering in the courtyard.

Brother Martin slid from his mule and then moved toward the combatants. It seemed the monk wished to speak but then thought better of it. He crossed himself but said nothing.

At Gerard's words Jacques gave a curt nod "Very well Monsieur. To the second blood then."

He bowed and then brought his sword up to salute his opponent. To "En Garde!" he merely nodded once more and crouched low with his sword held before him.

Gerard's blade, powered by a wrist made of steel, slipped under the Jacques' own sword as he made a clumsy parry. When the blade retreated, all could see the red stain upon it's tip. Jacques grunted, and his dirty linen shirt began to slowly go scarlet at the man's right shoulder. Yet, somehow the old man continued to grasp the sword in a white knuckled fist.

The old campaigner scowled and tried a wicked back-swing, which Gerard deftly dodged, and left Jacques off balanced. The momentum nearly made the older man fall to one knee as his side was now eaposed! The innkeeper's thin wife brought a skeletal hand to her gaping mouth and she gasped!

Gerard's speed and skill was enough to strike once more before the old man could recover...

OOC:

Yes, that is basically it. Although you are supposed to roll 2d20's and see where the blade actually strikes after you pick a location (e.g. right shoulder). Yet without my rule book I just let Gerard hit his target, especially when he rolled a 1 to hit!!!! Jacques rolled a 20 on his attack which I think is a fumble but again without my book I can't roll the result so I'm just giving Gerard a free attack. Once I get home I'll ge back on track.

09:56, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 16 using 1d20.  Jacques Parry!
09:55, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 20 using 1d20+3.  Jacques Attack!

Cheers

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 46 posts
Fri 24 Jun 2016
at 20:16
And So It Begins....
 The young nobleman's sword, slipped past the old man's defenses with ease. He drew blood from the others shoulder,as evidenced by the crimson stained blade he now held. It would have been nothing to send his blade into play again, for the Coup de gras,but he stayed his hand. Gerard stepped back, and with a quick slashing motion in the air, more for show then attack, he said but one word.

 " Fini."

 He waited for his opponent's reaction, to the obvious gesture of ending this.

This message was last edited by the player at 16:50, Sun 26 June 2016.

Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 10 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 02:20
And So It Begins....
The crowd gasped and then held their breath as one! Jean-Luc kept the pistol aimed at the crowd just in case. There was a slight look of pride on the lackeys eyes. He brought his Master's horse forward with a slight tug upon it's reigns. The magnificent grey horse snorted but came toward the combatants anyway. Jean-Luc pulled up when he reached his master.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 47 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 02:21
And So It Begins....
Jacques slowly recovered and rose with a grimace upon his face. His free left hand came up to close upon the spreading stain of scarlet upon his linen shirt. As he saw the flourish of the nobleman's blade dripping with his own blood, the old campaigner nodded.

"Oui! Fini! As you say Monsieur! I must... must offer my apology for my disrespect. I see you have honor and treat me with such even if I treated you ill. I will nay say a dark word about you or your house from this day forth. If I may serve you... in deeds great or small please do me yet another honor of telling me now."

In a feeble movement, partly due to age and partly due to age, the old man saluted Gerard with his sword.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 49 posts
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 03:00
And So It Begins....
  Gerard returned the salute of steel from his former opponent. The nobleman pulled from grass from the ground and cleaned the blood from his blade. He walked over to Jaques and regarded him with a quizzical expression.

“ I accept your apology. Monsieur. Despite your shabby appearance, your conduct marks you as a Gentleman. Perhaps a Gentleman that has not been kissed upon the lips by Lady Fortune, these last few years. No?”

The Noble walked over to his horse and returned his sword to its scabbard. At first, it seemed that Gerard would swing up into the  saddle, but then he paused to regard Jaques, again.

“ Would you take service with me, Monsieur? Where I go, I shall have need of someone that knows the blade, has honor, and is not a coward. From my first impressions of you, I find you an ideal candidate. What say you, Monsieur?”

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 11 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 03:08
And So It Begins....
Martin smiled as Gerard spared the old man but when he asked him to take service...

"Monsieur? The man is... is Huguenot. Would you trust him?" the monk whispered.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 50 posts
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 03:26
And So It Begins....
  Gerard looked at Brother Martin, with an expression that was soft, and when he spoke, the tone was friendly. He used the language of Holy Mother Church, Latin.

“ Brother, I do not trust many things, but something tells me, I can trust that man. I can trust him to a point, of course, but I have a good feeling about him. And besides, He is French and once served the King, as I hope to do. We of France, had best stop our internal quarrels, as they only benefit our true enemies.  Spain, England, even the Hollanders look upon our fair land with covetous eyes.”

 Gerard then turned to regard Jaques
Comte De Treville
 GM, 49 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 17:25
And So It Begins....
The old campaigner nodded when Gerard mentioned his present circumstances. He looked down at his clothes, his age spotted hands, and the wound just given. Yet, Jacques looked up again, his eyes going wide at his offer of service. For the first time Gerard saw a faint smile upon the old man's lips. He then fell to his knees.

"Monsieur! You honor me. It has been much too long oui! If you would have me... my sword and life is yours Monsieur."

Jacques bowed his white haired head and awaited Gerard's acceptance. The crowd milled about. not sure what to do or say. The innkeeper's thin wife turned upon her heels and went back inside. The old man's companions just stood around. Some with their mouths agape. Others, their heads turned to and fro from Jacques and Gerard.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 53 posts
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 20:37
And So It Begins....
 When the old campaigner agreed to Gerard’s offer of service, the young noble had to smile at the reaction of the locals. He walked over to his new man, and clasped him upon the shoulder.

“Bon, you shall be my first retainer, Monsieur. Two things must be done, from this point forward. I have need of your name, and we must find a Physician, to see to your wound. It would not do to have someone in my service, expire, due to lack of attention. Noblesse oblige.”

 Gerard returned to his horse, and swung up into the saddle, then reached for and relieved his Lackey of the Horse Pistol.

  “I can offer you victuals, shelter, and what pay I can afford. But mark you; I am in a strained situation, as concerns finances, myself, temporally. I shall do my best as your liege, but it may be thin at times. Have you a Horse?”

This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 20:45, Mon 27 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 50 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 23:59
And So It Begins....
The older man nodded once more "Oui! These terms are acceptable to me Monsieur. My name is Jacques, Jacques D'Embrun. There is the place of my father's birth."

He then looked at his shoulder and his own bloody hand. With a slight shrug said "This? Non! Just a scratch Monsieur. No need of a surgeon on my account."

When asked about a horse, again he nodded "Oui, but not as worthy as your horse Monsieur. Yet, it will get me where we are going... ah... where would that be Monsieur?"
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 12 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Mon 27 Jun 2016
at 23:59
And So It Begins....
The monk came forward "Monsieur, I have treated wounds such as that. I need only clean it and I have a balm... a mixture which will help it heal all the quicker."

He then inclined his head to Gerard "Christ would have me do this and I would do so for the kindness you have shown me. It will not take long. The balm is in a bag upon my mule."

Jacques held up his bloody hand to give Martin pause "Papist! First swear before Christ you mean me no ill will. That this... this balm is no poison. Then and only then will I allow it."

Martin paused and clasped the cross about his neck "Upon Christ, my Savior, I swear I mean this man no harm but only wish to ease his suffering and heal his wound. This I swear before men and God!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 54 posts
Tue 28 Jun 2016
at 01:44
And So It Begins....
 The Noble frowned, when he heard Jaques demand that Brother Martin swear he meant no harm.

" Jaques, the good brother was only seeking to help, in the tending of your wound. Are you going to make me swear an oath, every time I tell you do so something, to make sure I mean you no harm? I am a Papist as well, Monsieur D'Embrun.”

 Garrard was displeased with the action of his new retainer. The use of the formal way of addressing someone was meant to show that displeasure.

This message was last edited by the player at 15:41, Tue 28 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 53 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 28 Jun 2016
at 23:46
And So It Begins....
Jacques turned to Gerard and shook his head.

"Non! Monsieur, you have shown your honor to me and spared my life when it was yours to take. You have offered me a position which I have long since wanted... a chance to campaign once more. For these things I am in your debt. If you trust... this priest... "

Martin said quickly "Friar, I am a monk of Abbaye Saint-Ouen de Rouen."

"... this monk, then I will protect him as well as you. I am yours to command Monsieur!" Jacques finished.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 58 posts
Wed 29 Jun 2016
at 00:13
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened to Jaques answer to his question, and his intentions. The young noble nodded in approval.

“Bien. That is well said of you, Jaques. But mark me, while you in my service, I will hear no more slurs against holy mother church, those that worship in the Roman way, or any other such nonsense. I shall not hear the same of Huguenots. We are all French, and it is time we start remembering that, before a Spanish Pike reminds us of the folly of our differences."

 Gerard wheeled his horse toward the gate of the Inn.

“ Jaques, after the good Brother tends your wound, I shall await you a short distance away on the road to Rouen. Fetch your horse and whatever you wish to take with you, and rendezvous with us.”

 When Brother Martin had completed his task, Gerard led the small group down the road a mile or so, and waited for his new retainer.

This message was last edited by the player at 03:22, Wed 29 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 55 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 30 Jun 2016
at 01:40
And So It Begins....
As the small group made their way out of the village they passed a few more farmers, some of who actually waved. Jean-Luc brought up the rear still leading the pack horse with Monsieur's armor. Brother Martin urged his mule along side Gerard's big grey.

"I wish to thank you Monsieur. There are many of the Reformed faith in Normandie. Though I do not condone what many did during the Wars, I shall not hide nor apologize for my faith. It is nice to find someone like you Monsieur... a man of faith but a man who has great vision. One that sees there could be peace between the faiths and that France has greater enemies."

There was a smile upon Martin's thin lips.

"Monsieur? Would you honor me by being our guests at the Abbaye. The least I could do to repay your kindness."

It did not take long for Jacques, for they saw a cloud of dust upon the road behind them. Soon the old campaigner pulled up beside Gerard upon an older but still fine bay mare. He now wore an old buff coat over padded woolen breeches of a dun color. An embroidered baldric was over the rough leather coat and it held his longsword with scabbard. Upon his head was a beret that held a single peacock feather. It was set at a jaunty angle.

"Monsieur! I am ready!"   he said inclining his head as he did so.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 61 posts
Thu 30 Jun 2016
at 02:32
And So It Begins....
  Once they had won free of the Inn and its surroundings, Gerard felt his spirits lighen somewhat. He had a fine day by the looks of things, He was whole and hail and he now had a retainer. The young Noble gave silent thanks, to the Lord above, for the chance of redeeming his families honor.

  The good brother Martin invited Gerard to the hospitality of his Abbey when they reached their destination. In all honor and good manners, Gerard could not refuse. He smiled to Martin.

“You have no need to offer me thanks, Brother; it was my duty as a Christian and Gentlemen, to offer you protection upon the road. But with that being said, I am honored by your invitation, and happily accept.”

  Just about then, the cloud of dust was seen upon the road, that caused Gerard’s hand to stray near the handle of his horse pistol, but the quickly advancing figure revealed itself to be Jaques. When his retainer caught up to them, and inquired as to their destination, Gerard broke out into a broad smile.

“Gentlemen, this road leads us to adventure and opportunity. With some luck, the good will of the Almighty, and resolve in our hearts,We shall do well.
Carpe diem! On to Rouen!! ”


With those words spoken, Gerard kicked his horse’s flanks, and broke into a gallop down the road.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:34, Thu 30 June 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 56 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 1 Jul 2016
at 00:36
And So It Begins....
The group moved onward with a renewed spirit of hope. Jean-Luc made small talk with the Friar, Martin. It was the lackey's curiosity that came to the fore. His questions centered mostly around if the Abbaye indeed had a vineyard and if so did they serve wine at their meals. The monk nodded and responded that they did and if his Master agreed to it, Jean-Luc would taste it once they reached the town and the Abbaye itself.

"Why not!" Jean-Luc said jutting out his chin. "It is the Blood of Christo Himself!"

The last said as the lackey crossed himself.

Jacques tuened out to be a good horseman and his horse one who had aged well. For his bay did a fine job keeping in line with Gerard's gray. Once they had settled into a fine pace the old campaigner cleared his throat.

"I hear that mercenaries are gathering in Rouen Monsieur. If that is so then it is well that we travel there. I hear that there is to be a regiment of cavalry raised by none other than Hiérosme de Challons, recently made Comte de Challons. He too fought along side the King, Henri the IV. I know you wish me to open my mind and soften my heart Monsieur. For you I shall try but I must warn you he is of the Reformed Faith. A good man Monsieur le Comte but not Catholic. Does this bother you Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 62 posts
Fri 1 Jul 2016
at 00:57
And So It Begins....
 The group made good time upon the road, that day. They passed many small farm and a few scattered hamlets. His Lackey, Jean-Luc. seemed to be getting along with the good Brother, or was the Brother being patient of the man's questions, out of Christian charity?

 Jaques spoke about their destination, and the fact that the Comte de Challons, was raising a regiment, and that the Comte was a Huguenot. His new retainer, also asked, Gerard, if that fact, bothered him. Gerard groaned inwardly, he had hoped that sort of thing had been settled. He now saw, it would take time. Instead of berating Jaques, he decided upon another approach.

“Does it bother me that the Comte is not of the Roman Church? If that fact does not bother the Comte de Challons, then why should it bother me?”

 Gerard said this in a most serious tone of voice. He then tapped his spurs, to his horse’s flanks, to move faster for a while.

This message was last edited by the player at 15:50, Fri 01 July 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 58 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 2 Jul 2016
at 02:17
And So It Begins....
For a few days the group traveled thusly, staying in roadside inns when they may and under God's canvas when they could not. Jean-Luc always tended the horses and even the good brother's mule with the great care that he was known for. Martin prayed and discussed many subjects rangng from the politics in Paris to new advances in chemistry. Jacques took his employment very seriously, taking his turn at watch when camping and regaling the group with his stories of the great war of religion. Though no great bond of brotherhood was forming between the Monk and Huguenot, at least there was peace between them.

Upon their fourth day out Jean-Luc pointed out what seemed to be a bird, most like a falcon which seemed to be feasting on some other bird... most like a pigeon.

"If my eyes are true Monsieur, that bird has a leather thong about one leg."  claimed the lackey.

"We are not far from the small town of Lisieux Monsieur." said Martin. "There is a Chateaux not far from here. Mayhaps it is one of their birds?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 64 posts
Sat 2 Jul 2016
at 02:48
And So It Begins....
 The days passed uneventfully, as the four travelled upon the road. Gerard knew that staying at Inns reduced an already light purse, but such concerns where for Jean-Luc. The young noble enjoyed himself as much as possible.

 On the fourth day, his Lackey pointed out a hunting Falcon that feasted upon a Pigeon in a nearby field.  The Brother Martin bespoke of a Chateaux being in the area. This news caused Gerard’s general good mood to sour, as evidenced by his frown.

“Mayhap, but we are for the small town, and shall avoid the Chateaux, at all costs. That reminds me, if we run into anyone, I would in your debt, Brother Martin, if you forgot you ever heard of Gerard Alexdre D’Amberville. The name of D'Amberville is as poison in France. I intend to present myself using a Nom de la guerre. If you must address me, address me as Lazare.”
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 13 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Sat 2 Jul 2016
at 16:28
And So It Begins....
The friar nodded "Oui! That is no problem for me Monsieur. I will so address you so I shall not forget. As I have said, I am in your debt Monsieur Lazare."

The party continued on making good time, though the monk must push his mule. They saw a squat tower upon a hill surrounded by out buildings that must have been the Chateaux. As Gerard wished, the party rode on by with hardly a glance and soon found themselves entering a small copse of trees. Gerard in the lead could see that one of the bigger trees was lying across the road. though an obstacle it could easily be skirted by the horses and mule.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 59 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 3 Jul 2016
at 00:27
And So It Begins....
Jacques moved his bay next to Gerard's own "Monsieur? Should I ride ahead? It is a common trick of highwaymen I think."

The old campaigner raised himself in his saddle as he looked about the trees. His hand going toward the hilt of his sword.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 65 posts
Sun 3 Jul 2016
at 01:24
And So It Begins....
 When the group came upon the tree across the road, Gerard heard Jaques offer counsel, that is might be the work of Brigands. The Noble drew his Horse pistol, and spanned the wheel spring.

“Oui, but be sure to keep a sharp eye out for anyone skulking in the trees, Jaques."
Comte De Treville
 GM, 60 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 3 Jul 2016
at 02:09
And So It Begins....
In the distance, from which they came, Gerard could hear the loud "CRACK" of a whip. As one, the group turned their heads toward the sound and were rewarded by the sight of a carriage rumbling down the road spewing clouds of dust behind it . Even as they looked on, the driver again cracked his whip to speed the pace of the already frantic horses that pulled the carriage onward. Already Jean-Luc was leading the pack horse off the road least they were swept away or overborne by the horses and carriage behind.

"Monsieur!" shouted the lackey! "Make Way!"

Friar Martin pulled the reigns of his mule with grim determination. The coachman screamed oaths at the monk but did naught to slow the carriage or the horses that pulled it.

"Mon Dieu!"cried Jacques! He did his best to turn his bay so that the mare would not be broadsided!

"Make way for the Baroness! Off the road!" screamed the coachman, his face flushed with rage and mayhaps drink.

OOC:

Make a Horsemanship check to see if you can first help Friar Martin. You may then make one more to give chase of the coach. If the driver continues on like this he'll hit the tree and over turn the coach itself.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 66 posts
Sun 3 Jul 2016
at 02:22
And So It Begins....
22:20, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 20 using 1d20.  Horsemanship roll. Fail


  Gerard kicked his horses flanks in an attempt to move his horse and himself toward Brother Martin to assist him off the road.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 61 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 4 Jul 2016
at 02:50
And So It Begins....
The carriage continued forward at a break-neck pace, careening side to side as it did so. Brother Martin's mule was grazed by the coach as it went by. The mule let fly with both hind legs leaving it's mark upon a door as it passed! Gerard's attempt to aid the friar was not only a tad late but sent the nobleman plunging onto the roadside itself. Gerard had but a few heartbeats to rise in a cloud of dust and to see Jean-Luc try his best to close upon the coach. With a crack of his whip, the coachman stayed the lackey's hand and the coach sped on!

Jacques screamed "Stop you fool!"

To no avail! The coach entered the wood with the coachman laughing at his handiwork Until at last he saw the tree! He then let out such an oath and pulled back hard upon the reigns. However, it was too late. The horses nearly stumbled but cleared the fallen tree... not so the coach. The front wheels hit with such force that an axle broke sending the coach upon his side and sent the coachman through the air landing with a sickening "thud"!

OOC:

The first roll was a fumble but the second was a success which allowed Gerard to land without injury! Cheers
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 67 posts
Mon 4 Jul 2016
at 03:19
And So It Begins....
  The entire incident seemed to happen in slow motion to the nobleman. The coach and four came thundering down the road; Brother Martin had trouble getting his mule to clear the road, so Gerard attempted to render aid to the Brother. His horse must have missed stepped or slipped, because Gerard found himself thrown from the saddle to land upon his back sound, with the wind knocked out of him, for the moment. He sat there and watched in a mix of detached interest and distress, as the horses cleared the log, but the coach flew off its front axle and ended up on its side.

  Gerard attempted to regain his feet, as he called out to the others.

“Jean-Luc, Jaques, Brother Martin, is anyone injured?!?"

 He shouted, as the nobleman staggered to an upright position, His garments where covered in the dirt of the road and a few dead leaves. He had lost his pistol, and it lay forgotten for the time being. Gerard attempted to focus his eyes and get his bearings.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 62 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 5 Jul 2016
at 03:32
And So It Begins....
The scene before the young nobleman was surreal indeed. The horses now detached from the coach now stood idly by, some pawing at the ground. Brother Martin's mule continued to "HEE HAW" loudly still kicking with his hind legs but now hitting nothing but empty air! The friar himself let go the reigns and ran toward the coach!

"Yes! By God's grace I am well. I must see to anyone riding in the coach" the monk said over his shoulder.

Jean-Luc kicked his horse into a canter toward Gerard!

"Monsieur! Are you well? Monsieur?"said without any regard to the lackey's own health.

Jacques looked about aimlessly... searching in the chaos of his mind where he should go! To Gerard or the coach. Yet, physically he seemed hale enough.

"I am well Monsieur! Are you? What would you have me do?"

This message had punctuation tweaked by the GM at 12:15, Tue 05 July 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 69 posts
Tue 5 Jul 2016
at 18:25
And So It Begins....
 His wits returned to the young Nobleman, as he took the measure of the situation around them. He fumbled for his sword hilt, and drew the blade, as he looked towards the trees surrounding them. When everyone replied to Gerard’s inquiry about their health, he quickly decided what had to be done.

“ Jaques, see that we are not surprised by those that erected that barricade. Scout the immediate area. Jean-Luc, retrieve my horse, and then join me at the carriage.”

 Garrard headed toward the wrecked carriage, with one eye still looking to the trees, half expecting said tress to erupt with Brigands, coming forth, to finish what their barricade had started.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 66 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 6 Jul 2016
at 01:48
And So It Begins....
Jacques shouted "Oui Monsieur!"

The old campaigner spurred his mount toward the coach. With the speed of his mare, Jacques passed the friar who continued to race toward the overturned coach on foot! Jean-Luc first gathered Gerard's stallion and lead the horse toward his master.

"I like this not Monsieur!" his eyes continued to peer at the surrounding trees. It would seem that the lackey shared the same concerns that bothered Gerard. Gerard's gray pawed the earth before it as even it too might have a premonition of battle.

"Check the coach Jacques!" shouted Martin at Jacques back. "The Coachman spoke of a baroness."

If the soldier heard him he did not let on. The coachman himself laid in a heap, unmoving. One of the coach's wheels still slowly turned but no sound escaped from within. The only noise appeared to be the cawing of crows within the wood beyond...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 73 posts
Wed 6 Jul 2016
at 02:21
And So It Begins....
 With sword in hand, Gerard moved over to the over turned coach, and attempted to open the door to see if anyone still lived inside.

  “Is anyone hurt in there?”

 Said as Gerard peered inside the coach’s interior.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 70 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 7 Jul 2016
at 02:29
And So It Begins....
By the time Gerard had mounted his horse and covered the distance to the coach Jacques had already reached it. The old soldier raised himself in the saddle and examined the coach itself.

"It is silent... no cries or moans Monsieur." said the Huguenot as Gerard rode up.

The wheel of the coach finally stopped as Gerard booted feet hit the ground. He easily climbed the outside of the overturned coach. With a slight jiggling of the handle the door came open and the nobleman forced it up and away against gravity. The monk called out as he was still some paces away.

"Is the passenger alive? Is anyone injured?"

When Gerard peered inside the lavish coach with it's padded velvet seats and dainty little lace curtains, he saw the passenger at last. She was a visage of ultimate beauty. With her eyes closed exposing the long delicate curled lashes, she lay as if asleep. Her skin was white as porcelain and flawless save for the bruise upon her forehead. Her lips were like petals of red roses and were slightly parted. Yet, her ample bosom rose and fell slowly. Aye! She breathed! Her dress though well made and no doubt costly, spoke of the rural nobility rather than a peer at court. At her neck she wore a broach with a sigil of some noble house.

OOC:

Gerard may roll a Heraldry check to see her ancestral house may be. Cheers

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 78 posts
Thu 7 Jul 2016
at 02:48
And So It Begins....
 Gerard road his horse over to the wrecked carriage, and dismounted. The young noble made a quick survey of the scene, and then looked to Jaques, before he attempted to gain entrance to the carriage.

“Jaques, I told you to scout the immediate area, not do this. I shall see if anyone is hurt inside, now go stand guard, and keep alert for brigands. Listen, next time, Monsieur.”

 Gerard had a scolding tone to his voice when he spoke to his retainer. The Noble then opened the carriage door and attempted to lower himself into the compartment to take stock of the Ladies injuries.

“Jean-Luc, I shall attempt to raise her out of the carriage. I need for you to take her by the upper arms as I lift her."


22:33, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 8 using 1d20.  Heraldry check.

 Success~

This message was last edited by the player at 03:09, Thu 07 July 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 72 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 02:35
And So It Begins....
Jacques gave the nobleman a curt nod and turned his horse around. He then peered through the trees and foliage for possible foes. Jean-Luc reached the coach and did his best to climb upon the overturned coach.

"Oui Monsieur! I am here. Hand her to me. Brother Martin! Come quickly!" the lackey shouted and was happy that the friar was indeed there.

"Careful!" he shouted! "She may be more injured than she appears."

After some effort and assistance from the two, lackey and monk, Gerard saw the beautiful young woman lying upon the ground with Jean-Luc's cloak over her now. Brother Martin was examining her as best he could.

"No broken bones the Lord be praised."he said with a slight smile and a nod. He then glanced at Jean-Luc. "The coachman?"

"He is dead."  the lackey said shaking his head sadly.

"He stinks of wine. Mayhaps there is some within the coach? No doubt the lady might require some upon awakening." Jean-Luc said hopefully.

There was a slight breeze which rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees. They brought a faint hint of jasmine... mayhaps the woman's perfume thought Gerard. The sound of crows could still be heard but closer now.

OOC:

The sigil belongs to a Baron de Les Pavements. His Chateaux lies 1 1/2 miles from Lisieux only a day away. Gerard knows him to be an elderly man of some wealth who had no children and has recently remarried a much younger woman, a daughter of a improvished nobleman from Le Harve who now hopes to inherit the Chateaux upon the old man's death.

This message was last edited by the GM at 03:58, Sat 09 July 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 79 posts
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 03:34
And So It Begins....
  When Gerard had climbed down into the coach, he beheld a sight worthy of a poem. Lying on her side was a vision of loveliness, and a fine example of French womanhood. Gerard found himself ogling the senseless woman like some wet behind the ears char boy. He shook his head and with the assistance of the others, extracted her from the wrecked coach.

 Gerard clamored out of the wreck, and had Jean-Luc fetch his cloak from his horse, to lay the Lady upon, instead of the bare ground. As Brother Martin attempted to evaluate the extent of the ladies injuries, Gerard looked to the trees, and heard the rustle of the leaves in the woods. The woods where quiet, much too quiet, the atmosphere was such that when the noble spoke, it was almost in a whisper, to Brother Martin.

“Can she be moved, Brother? We must quit this place, and in some haste. That obstacle upon the road, did not erect itself. We must decamp, Gentlemen.”

 He slid his sword back into its scabbard, as Gerard’s eyes searched the ground for his pistol.

This message was last edited by the player at 03:38, Sat 09 July 2016.

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 15 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 14:40
And So It Begins....
Martin nodded and then shrugged "Oui! She has no broken bones that I see Monsieur but I do not think she could sit upon a horse. Is there a way we may right the coach somehow? There she could travel in comfort and safety."
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 11 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 14:40
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc shook his head "We be four men Monsieur but I do not think we possess the strength to do it. One would have to have the strength of an ox to do such a thing. Mayhaps we can send word to Lisieux? hire some men or another coach? Surly we can camp here?"
Comte De Treville
 GM, 73 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 14:40
And So It Begins....
Jacques scowled as he peered into the woods where everything remained silent as the grave save for the rustling leaves and the cawing of crows.

"I would not camp here if it could be helped. Like Monsieur said, someone set the tree in the road. Look at the bottom... see there where an axe has done it's work. Non! Someone has done this waiting for this coach or some other I know not."

He then spat!

"I wish I had my pistol! Dam these crows! Where are they anyway?"

At the mention of his pistol. Jacques reminded Gerard that his lied back at the spot where he fell from his horse...

This message had punctuation tweaked by the GM at 16:37, Sun 10 July 2016.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 82 posts
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 18:15
And So It Begins....
 Gerard heard hos companions spoken thoughts,and he he came to a decision.

" There is nothing for it, we must retire back down the road, and head for the  Chateaux we passed earlier.The Mademoiselle would ride with me under normal circumstances, but I need the freedom of action in the even we are accosted by Brigands. Brother Martin, can you ride with the Lady being held by you?"

Mademoiselle would ride with me under normal circumstances, but I need the freedom of action in the even we are accosted by Brigands. Brother Martin, can you ride with the Lady being held by you?"</Red>

 Gerard began to look upon the ground for his pistol.

This message was last edited by the player at 18:19, Sun 10 July 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 74 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 20:38
And So It Begins....
As they set about gathering their mounts and Gerard his pistol, brother Martin with the help of Jean-Luc lifted the young noblewoman onto the mule. As Gerard gathered his pitol and mounted the gray stallion he heard Jacques behind him call out.

"Movement in the trees Monsieur! Three... no four men! All on foot!"

Martin looked to Gerard with some anxiety.

"Monsieur? Should I ride on? The mule is slower than the horses... ?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 83 posts
Sun 10 Jul 2016
at 23:09
And So It Begins....
 Gerard retrieved his pistol, just about the time Jaques warned them of movement in the trees. He checked the frizzen of the pistol to make sure the powder had not been displaced. It had already been spanned, so Gerard kept the weapon in his hand.

 “Ride on ahead, Brother Martin. Make as much haste as your mount can endure,  head for the Chateaux. “

 The young Nobleman swung up into the saddle and looked to the woods seeking the four spotted by Jaques.

“Jean-Luc, take the pack horse and follow with Brother Martin. Make haste.”

 Garrard moved   his horse over to stand next to Jaques.

  “I hope your sword is loose in its scabbard, Monsieur. There may well be blade work ahead of us." Gerard then recalled Jacques's comment about a pistol." Have you some skill with this? I am hopeless with the thing, Here."

Gerard offered the Wheel Lock to Jaques, reversed .

This message was last edited by the player at 14:13, Mon 11 July 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 77 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 14 Jul 2016
at 00:16
And So It Begins....
The good friar kicked his heels in the mule's side and it brayed in protest but begun to move down the hard packed road.

"God bless and keep you Monsieur!" the monk called over his shoulder.

Jean-Luc nodded and gathered the pack horse's lead rope "Are you sure Monsieur? You might need me in a fight."

The lackey tried his best to sit taller upon his mount and gave Gerard his most courageous posture.

Jacques' brow's arched up and his mouth was an "O" as he looked from Gerard to the pistol and back again.

"Oui! I am a good shot Monsieur. Are you sure? I am yours to command."

He then nodded toward the four men moving through the trees. There speed only bothered by the trees themselves. That made no attempt at stealth and appeared to be headed toward the coach at first glance but the braying of the mule gave them pause and as one they stopped. The men then began to speak and by by their temperament and gestures Gerard and his party was indeed a surprise to them. However, at this distance neither Jacques nor Gerard could hear what was said.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 88 posts
Thu 14 Jul 2016
at 00:58
And So It Begins....
Gerard saw the men begin to emerge from the cover of the trees, but they seemed to be in some haste. Perhaps their thoughts of the rich possessions of the hapless passengers made them cast caution to the winds. “Juan-Luc, you can do the most good by guarding the good Priest and the Lady. See them both safe to the Chateaux. I am counting on you."

 The Pistol was almost shoved into the hand of his retainer, Jacque. "Take it, Jaque. It can do more good in your use, then mine."

 Gerard then drew the Long Sword and made sure the four that were heading towards the wreck of a carriage could see the blade. The young Nobleman called out in a rich baritone voice.

“Au nom de Dieu et le roi , déclare -vous!”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 78 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 14 Jul 2016
at 12:24
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc said nothing more but nodded and kicked his horse into a trot, following Brother Martin who was already on his way down the road. Jacques took the pistol with a slight smile upon his face.

"Merci Monsieur. Merci!" he said taking the pistol and turning his attention to the four approaching men from the woods.

As Gerard shouted and in the name of the King himself no less, the four men stopped their discussion and one cupped his hands around his mouth.

"We are from Les Pavements Monsieur! The Baron's men! We've come for the Baroness! Is she well Monsieur? Is that her coach?" the man shouted then all went silent.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 89 posts
Thu 14 Jul 2016
at 20:55
And So It Begins....

 When the three men became more clear as to what they looked like,Gerard took their measure. How  where they garbed, did they wear weapons, and so forth. He had been exposed to servants all of his life,so he was fairly certain he would know the difference between servants or retainers, from a pack of brigands.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 79 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 16 Jul 2016
at 02:31
And So It Begins....
The four men, though still a good distance away, seemed not the sort of men he saw at his or other's Chateaux. Though they seemed dressed well enough, their clothes seemed too tight on some while on others they hung too loosely making these appear more scarecrows than men. The man who shouted to Gerard did indeed wear a blade at his hip while the others seemed to have only staves and such. Mayhaps belt knives but at this distance it was hard to tell.

"These men seem unlike any noble born I have met Monsieur. That they would come from the wood and on foot seems to say they speak falsely."

One thing was true... each minute hear, speaking with the men meant that Brother Martin, Lean-Luc, and the noblewoman were further down the road. The other Chateaux was only a few miles away.

"We thank you Monsieur... for your concern. You may go now. We will tend to the Madame." shouted the defacto leader once more.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 90 posts
Sat 16 Jul 2016
at 03:13
And So It Begins....
 Gerard made up his mind about the four interlopers. If they were the retainers of a Baron, then he was the King of Denmark. The noble brandished his blade for the edification of the four afoot.

“Gentlemen, I do apologize, but I am afraid I must insist that none of you attempt to approach the carriage.  Please be so kind as to return the way you have arrived.”

 Gerard moved his horse to interpose it and him, between the four and the carriage. He then spoke in a way, that the others where sure to hear.

“ Jaque, be so kind as to shoot the first man that attempts to approach the carriage.”
 Gerard was beginning to enjoy this encounter. He actually smiled at the four others.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 80 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 17 Jul 2016
at 13:13
And So It Begins....
Jacques gave Gerard a curt nod and said simply "Oui Monsieur!"

He moved his bay to stand near Gerard's gray and in the still and silence of the day the resounding "CLICK" of the hammer being pulled back rang out! The four men huddled together once more, discussing among themselves what options they may have left to them. Finally, the leader stepped away and shouted across the distance.

"Very well Monsieur! We shall leave for now. But if you should pass this way again have a care. We do not take kindly to being insulted. We shall meet again non?"

As one the group began to move off back into the woods and from the way which they came. Some looking over their shoulders as they did so. The leader shaking  fist in their direction.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 91 posts
Mon 18 Jul 2016
at 00:13
And So It Begins....
  Noble and Retainer, both sat upon their horses in silent contemplation of the four ruffians, that retired back into the trees. Gerard waited there for several minutes, standing guard over an empty Coach. Suddenly, he turned to regard Jaques.

“Our purpose here is at an end; Let us rejoin the rest of our company.”

 With those words having been uttered, the noble wheeled his horse and headed down the same road that Brother Martin and Jean-Luc had just recently retired.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 81 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 18 Jul 2016
at 21:38
And So It Begins....
The two galloping horses soon overtook Jean-Luc and brother Martin as they made for the Chateaux. The noblewoman's head lolled side to side as the mule made its way down the hard packed road.

"You are well then Monsieur? I heard no shots... the men... were they highwaymen?" asked the lackey.

"Thank God! At first I thought we were pursued. The woman? It will be better off when we can lay the woman down. I fear the blow to the head is far worse than we thought. Even with all this jostling she sleeps very soundly Monsieur."

Off in the distance the party could hear hound baying. Perhaps giving chase to some hare or deer.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 92 posts
Wed 20 Jul 2016
at 23:37
And So It Begins....
 The two men, Gerard and Jaques, galloped down the road away from the barricade. Gerard looked over his shoulder, from time to time, to make sure they were not followed. Soon they caught up with the rest of the small group.

“Oui, I am sure they were not as they claimed, the Baron’s men. And if it is as they say, then this Baron should spend the money needed, to garb his retainers properly.”

 Brother Martin’s words as concerned the still unconscious Lady in his arms, caused Gerard to frown in concern for her welfare.

“I pray that there is a Physician or one skilled in healing, when we arrive at the Chateaux. Let us made haste, Gentlemen.”

 Gerard tapped his horse’s flanks with his spurs, to move his mount along that much faster. He heard the baying of hounds in the distance. He hoped that they would run afoul of the pack upon a scent. As an almost after thought, he offered the powder flask and shot bag to Jaques, before he sped forward.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 82 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 24 Jul 2016
at 15:50
And So It Begins....
The group made haste, the best they could slowed as they were by Brother Martin's mule and it's burden. Jean-Luc brought up the rear still leading the draft horse behind him. Jacques accepted the powder and shot with a grateful smile.

"Merci Monsieur! I shall not forget this fine gift and your trust in me! Tres bien!"

They had not gone but a few miles further down the road until they saw in the open fields beside them a well dressed man sitting upon a fine horse with what looked to be a man servant on foot. Both appeared to be watching the sky... perhaps they were hunting, yet not with hounds but birds.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 93 posts
Sun 24 Jul 2016
at 17:40
And So It Begins....
 The small group made what speed they could, considering they had a mule and transported an injured Lady. When finally Gerard in in what appeared to be a Gentlemen and an obvious man in service, he raised his hand to bring the ground to a halt.

“We tarry here, for the time being. That may well be the Master of our destination, or part of that house. I shall approach him and ask for assistance.”

 With those spoken, Gerard tapped his horse’s flanks to take it into a fast walk towards the two figures. As he drew near, Gerard knew that the others reaction might be anything from minor annoyance for having his sport interrupted to outright friendliness. One could never tell, until one approach and spoke.

“Mon Seigneur, Please pardon this intrusion to your sport, but I must speak with you upon an urgent matter."

Gerard was garbed in fine dress himself, but he had the added protection of padded sleeves, pants and so forth. Some of his class might disdain the wearing of protective clothing, but then again,some would not. The young Nobleman doft his hat with a flourish and bowed to the mounted man., as good manners demanded .

This message was last edited by the player at 10:34, Thu 10 Nov 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 84 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 22 Nov 2016
at 02:39
And So It Begins....
The nobleman upon his steed, returned Gerard's bow with a half bow of his own. He was well dressed but wore appropriate attire for one who indulged in flacontry, including a thick leather glove upon his left forearm.

"Bonjour!" he said taking in Gerard's appearance with but a glance. "What is so urgent that one would interrupt one's sport Monsieur? Just so you know... I have three men, good shots all, under yon shade tree. Talk of highwaymen and ruffians abound. Go on then! Speak your piece so that I may enjoy mine."

The mans servant, a lackey no doubt, was dressed in the livery of the mounted nobleman, blue with silver.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 102 posts
Tue 22 Nov 2016
at 03:03
And So It Begins....
  Geard nodded to the nobleman. “You are most generous with your time, Monsieur. I have an injured noblewoman with my Lackey. We found her carriage wrecked upon the road, and brought her here, Seeking assistance.  Might you have a Physician or another skilled in the healing arts, Monsieur?”

 Gerard took the measure of the other noble and his reaction as he explained the situation.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 86 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 22 Nov 2016
at 04:11
And So It Begins....
The nobleman first cocked a brow and then his eyes went wide.

"Noblewoman? Good god man! Why did not you say this in the first place. My Chateaux is not far. Let us make haste!" he said spurring his horse into a gallop.

Then calling over his shoulder.

"Retrieve my bird and follow on foot! Quickly Francois!"




A horseman's check to keep up.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 106 posts
Tue 22 Nov 2016
at 04:15
And So It Begins....

 Gerard put spurs to horse and led the Noblemen back to where his small group was located.

23:14, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 1 using 1d20.  Horsemanship roll.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 89 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 23 Nov 2016
at 04:05
And So It Begins....
Gerard rides like an expert cavalry man who was ready for a campign. The nobleman, whom Gerard easily catches, gives a nod of approval but says nothing as he is clearly looking ahead at the party ahead of them on the road.

As they approach the strange procession and the the nobleman sees the burden that brother Martin carries, he shouts an oath!

"The Baroness de Les Pavements! How bad is she father? Will she live?"
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 16 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Wed 23 Nov 2016
at 04:05
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin gave the nobleman a bow the best he could, burdened as he was "Monsieur? I am a brother of la Abbaye Saint-Ouen de Rouen. I am a simple monk Monsieur, but I have some small knowledge of medicine. With wounds to the head one may never know but as Monsieur D'Amberville has already said, we must find a place to lay her down... for her to rest. then i may tend her until your own physician arrives."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 110 posts
Thu 24 Nov 2016
at 00:27
And So It Begins....

 As they arrived to the place where Gerard had left his "retinue". the young noble raised an eyebrow when the other named the woman by name. He reigned up and  dismounted.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 91 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 24 Nov 2016
at 02:33
And So It Begins....
The nobleman waved the monk on and the direction of his Chateaux.

"Carry on! To my Chateaux with all haste that you think prudent. I shall ride ahead and have my servants prepare a room."

He then cocked a brow at Gerard "How did this thing happen? Did you see the accident? Ride with me! I would hear your story Monsieur."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 111 posts
Thu 24 Nov 2016
at 04:09
And So It Begins....
 As Gerard rode along with the other noble, he attempted to relate the events of the day.

“My companions and I where on the road to Rouen, when we came upon a barricade made of logs and branches across the road. We became wary at once, since bandits do such things. Before very long, a coach came barreling down the road, at break neck speed. The Diver whipped the horses, not hearing or ignoring our attempts to warn him. He smelled of wine,we latter found out. The coach crashed into the barricade, throwing the driver to his death, and flipped the carriage onto its side."

 Gerard was watching the Nobleman with a sidewise glance, not trusting the man, and wanting to gauge his reactions to Gerard’s tale.

" We removed the Baroness from the coach, and I dispatched her towards your Chateaux, since we spotted figures moving in the trees. Two of us spoke with the rogues that emerged, and denied them access to the carriage. They seemed to have been expecting the Baroness's coach, but seemed not sure if one wrecked was hers. Their spokesmen claimed to be the men of the Baron Les Pavement send for the Baroness.  He lied of course, for they all looked like Rascals.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 92 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 25 Nov 2016
at 05:08
And So It Begins....
The nobleman's features seemed hard and grim as they rode on ahead. Yet, finally he broke the silence as their steeds galloped toward said noble's Chateaux.

"The Baroness was my guest yestereve. She often comes to visit my wife and I. The baron... her husband Les Pavements, is an old man. Their marriage arranged by her father. Le Baron has no children you see. Aimée, La Baroness, gets bored you see. The old man naps more than he is awake and has recently spent much time as a convalescent. Who is to blame her for wanting more pleasing company."

Finally, he nodded and said "You have my thanks Monsieur. Those whom you met were no doubt bandits and the driver of the coach Bertrand was oft in his cups. His death has spared him a beating and mayhaps the rope if she should... " the nobleman's words trailed off as they rode on.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 114 posts
Fri 25 Nov 2016
at 17:02
And So It Begins....
 They rode on, as Gerard conversed with the other Nobleman. In light of the current circumstances, the usual introductions had not been observed, and that was just fine with Gerard. As soon as the Baroness was secure and safe, Gerard intended to depart in as much haste, as courtesy allowed.

“The interesting fact remains, the leader of the brigands seemed to know as to whom she was. It was as if they were waiting for her in that area. Perhaps it is no more than well informant brigands. That observed her visiting you often." Gerard became silent after those words where spoken.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 94 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 26 Nov 2016
at 23:56
And So It Begins....
Once the nobleman had reached his own Chateaux there was a flurry of activity as he ordered servants to prepare a room for the Baroness and to fetch his good wife. She along with Brother Martin could sit with her and give what care they could. Once this was done the nobleman turned to Gerard and asked a word with him in private.

Once secure in the man's study before the roaring fire set by his own lackey, the nobleman poured each a glass a wine.

"Monsieur?" he said extending his arm with a goblet in his hand. "Would you partake of my hospitality and listen to a request? Both you will find are sweet in their own ways."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 116 posts
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 01:37
And So It Begins....
    Gerard and his companions where taken into the nobleman’s Chateaux, and the Baroness taken to a room to rest.

 When the master of the house asked to speak with Gerard in private, the two men retired to his study.  Gerard accept the offered goblet of wine with a nod of thanks. “ I would be honored to accept your hospitality Monsieur. As for the request, say on.” He sipped the wine as he regarded the nobleman.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 95 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 02:09
And So It Begins....
The nobleman nodded toward two padded chairs which faced his hearth. After Gerard sat down so did the nobleman. He sipped his wine and smiled in satisfaction.

"My name is Julien de Beuvillers, Viscomte de Beuvillers. I am on good terms with the Baroness' husband Jean-Luc Les Pavements. He is an old man Monsieur. One who never married nor had any children. His brother died in the Wars of religion. SO... he married Aimée, La Baroness Les Pavements. Some say to have an heir to pass his lands and wealth to. Aimée's own father agreed thinking the old baron had one foot in the grave. Coffers of Liveres dancing about his dreams. So they were wed. Yet, so far there has been no heir. The Baroness has, in confidence with my wife, spoke of the old man trying yet not succeeding if you understand my meaning."

He sipped his wine to wet his throat then continued.

"Now Monsieur, comes a strange thing. A man has appeared at Les pavements stating he is Jean-Luc's nephew... an illegitimate son of his dead brother. Jean-luc states the man has his brother's features so... he has been allowed to remain at the Chateaux. Jean-luc has states to Aimée that if she goes without an heir then this nephew, Timothée, will inherit Les Pavements not she."

He then leaned forward conspiratorially "This Timothée is a ruffian... a rogue Monsieur. No man of breeding like you and I. Non! These men you saw could very well be his men. I do not know the state of Jean-Luc but according to la Baroness he is a convalescent... confined to his bed. Monsieur, you would do me and la Baroness a great service and ride to la Chateaux de Beuvillers and check on the Baron. That and the state of his affairs. If you find it to be as I think it... well you should challenge this Timothée to a duel.If you do so and... if he should die... well La Baroness would be most grateful I am sure."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 120 posts
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 03:06
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened to the Noble introduce himself, and courtesy demanded he  do the same. Gerard stood to his feet, for this man, opposite him, was far above Gerard’s station. “Mon Seigneur, I am known simply as Lazare. It is an honor to make your acquaintance.”
Gerard resumed his seat.

 As the Viscomte launched into the background and the nature of the favor, Gerard did his best to keep his expression neutral. He recalled his father’s words to him. Never let slip your Court face, and reveal your true feelings. But what he was asked to do at the end of the Viscomte’s narrative, almost made the young man utter an oath . He took another sip of wine, and stood to his feet and sat the wine glass on a nearby table.

 Gerard made a formal bow, doffing his hat. He then said the following.

“Mon Seigneur, I thank you for the refreshing wine, and the honor of your hospitality. But I am afraid, I shall not be able to grant you the favor, you ask of me. I do apologize. I shall pray for the well-being of the Baroness and her husband. I shall even offer a prayer for you Viscomte. With your permission, I shall withdraw.”

 Gerard did his best to be as polite as possible to the nobleman, even if his opinion of the Viscomte was not very high currently.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 98 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 03:39
And So It Begins....
The nobleman rose from his seat "One moment!  S'il vous plaît! Mon pardon Monsieur, if I have offended you it was not my intention. Monsieur, let not my clumsy words allow some ruffian to steal the rights of the Baroness. For as I swear before God! This Timothée has caused this accident and maybe even the death of the woman you rescued. Will you not at least stop by Les Pavements to see if my suspicions are true or false? You may use my name to call upon Jean-Luc if you wish. Yet, it will be those ruffians you saw upon the road... that is what you will find there."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 122 posts
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 04:05
And So It Begins....
  Gerard halted his withdraw, and regarded the Viscomte as the man spoke. Gerard hesitated, for if it was truth, then indeed, there might be a rogue dwelling in the Baron’s house. But then again, to undertake such a delicate matter, called for discretion.

“Mon Seigneur, if I were to undertake this task, the utmost discretion must be observed. If I am to use your name, then I would be acting as your agent. Might I request a letter that confirms, I am your  agent  in this inquiry after the Barons well being?”

  Using a nobles name  was one thing, proving that you represented him was another. If the Viscomte agreed to provide credentials, then the man was in earnest.

This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 04:14, Sun 27 Nov 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 99 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 04:27
And So It Begins....
Without another word the nobleman placed his goblet on his desk and gathered his quill and ink. His arm traveled in quick bold strokes and within minutes he was through. yet, he did not seal the letter but in three quick strides brought it to where Gerard stood.

"Read it Monsieur! Before I seal it with this ring I bear. I would have you know the contents before it is sealed away so that you and you alone know what is written there. I now see you are a man of honor Monsieur. One who will no doubt serve the baroness and Jean-luc all the better."

The letter read...

Monsieur, Le Baron Les Pavements,

I wish to inform you your wife, Aimée, has met with an unfortunate accident. She is at my Chateaux and under the care of my wife and a Brother Monk. The man I send wishes to inform you of this and see to your health. There are reasons to believe that bandits may have played a role in all of this. The man speaks and acts in my name. Please extend him the same honor and courtesies you would me. His name is Monsieur Lazare. He is a man of honor and saved your wife's life. Send word to me that you are in good spirits and health. I wish this news from Monsieur Lazare and no one else.

Yours In Honor

Julien de Beuvillers, Viscomte de Beuvillers

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 123 posts
Sun 27 Nov 2016
at 04:57
And So It Begins....
  The young man was beginning to reconsider the intentions of the Viscomte, but he was still cautious. Gerard accepted the letter and read it over slowly. When he had finished, and after the noble set his seal upon it,Gerard rolled the letter and placed it into his sleeve.

“Bien assez. I shall then perform this task, you have asked of me. I shall inquire as to the Baron’s heath, and attempt to take the measure of this nephew. But short of the Baron having met with an end that cries foul, I will take no action.  I  will return and report my findings to you, Mon Seigneur.”

This message was last edited by the player at 05:07, Sun 27 Nov 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 105 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 30 Nov 2016
at 01:12
And So It Begins....
As the night was drawing closer the Viscomte prepared rooms for both Brother Martin and Gerard. They dined with the nobleman and Gerard met his wife Sophie. She was quiet through most of the dinner but did thank him for saving the life of the Baroness.

Jean-luc bid his master goodnight as he was allowed to sleep in the room with the other servants. After some time, Gerard heard a soft tap at his door upon opening the portal he saw that it was none other than Brother Martin.

"Monsieur? The hour is late oui? However, I thought I would inform you of the Baroness' condition. I think she will survive but she has not awoken as of yet. Her heartbeat is strong and her breathing is normal. I have bandaged her head and cleaned the wound. I hear you will be traveling on tomorrow Monsieur. Is this true?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 131 posts
Wed 30 Nov 2016
at 01:57
And So It Begins....
 The dinner was welcome and the rooms even more so. A true bed worthy of the name, with honest to gods sheets and a true blanket. After staying at Inn’s or sleeping on the ground the last few days, Gerard thought he had died and gone to heaven.

 After Gerard had bid the Vicomte and his wife good night, a servant had led Gerard to his room. The young nobleman sat in a chair by the fire, laid by the servant, and brooded. He had the letter of introduction given into his hand by the Vicomte, and just stared at the parchment. While the Vicomte seemed sincere in his concern over a friend, the Baron, but the asking of Gerard to kill the supposed nephew was still troubling him.

  When Gerard was about to go to bed and attempt the sleep he knew would be fleeting this night, there was a rap upon his door. He walked over and opened the portal to reveal Brother Martin. The good Brother was ushered into his room and indicated he should sit in the other chair opposite Gerard.



 Gerard got to his feet and walked over and took a decanter and filled to goblets with wine and handed one to Brother Martin then resumed his seat. He took a long drink, and then spoke again.

“Good Brother, you seem a worldly man, I would ask your counsel in a matter. The Vicomte as asked a favor of me, one I am uneasy about. But I am sure you would agree, one such as me, does not refuse a Vicomte, lightly. It seems that the Baroness and her husband, the Baron, are friends of the Vicomte and his Lady. The Baroness visits here often, perhaps that is why those ruffians knew of her."

“The Baron is without an heir, that is why he married such a young Lady, a not unheard of thing, Oui. There is one that arrived on the Baron’s doorstep a time ago, and claimed he was the Baron’s Nephew. The Vicomte claims there is a resemblance, but he does not believe it. I was asked at first to go to the Baron’s estate and see as to his welfare. “.. He took another drink of wine. “I was asked to kill this “nephew” in a duel. The Vicomte said he and the Baroness would be grateful. I refused at once, but then the Vicomte all but begged me to go and see to after the Baron’s welfare. I found myself agreeing to his request in spite of my misgivings. As I said, one does not dismiss the request of a Vicomte, lightly.”


 Gerard offered Brother Martin the Letter of Introduction, so he might inspect it.

“He wrote this at my request. If I am to do this thing, I want proof that I am not trespassing and interfering in another Noble’s affairs without cause. Even with the letter of introduction, I am sticking my nose into the Baron’s affairs.  I am not sure there is intrigue in this matter, or it is as presented. I would welcome your thoughts.” He drained the last of the wine.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 17 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Wed 30 Nov 2016
at 02:57
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin accepted the wine with a smile and a nod. Yet, the parchment was another story. As he examined the paper closely by firelight his brows go up.

"This is indeed a letter of introduction and bears the sigil of the Vicomte making it a legal document to my mind. Yet, I, as many, would think of killing another not only against man's law but God's own. However, if it is as the Vicomte perceives, then the Baron's life and welfare may be in danger. If these that did such a thing to the Baroness are indeed in the employ of this nephew, then they are indeed guilty of a crime and as such may be punished."

He took a sip of his wine and sighed.

"My counsel is this... ride to the Baron's estate and survey the situation. Do so... of your own accord. Surely you being of noble blood yourself may ask for hospitality from the Baron. Do not show the letter. In this way the Nephew may greet you more favorably and not be so wary of you. Yet, do no violence but return to the Vicomte with your findings... either for the good or the bad. Then, volunteer to return with the Vicomte and his men. As lord of this land he may dispense justice to the wicked and you may offer your sword in doing so. By being in his company you prove your loyalty to the Vicomte but are protected by the laws of France."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 132 posts
Wed 30 Nov 2016
at 03:22
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened intently you the counsel of Brother Martin. The more he heard, the more he liked what was said. Indeed, this older man had wisdom, and proposed a course of action the young man would never have considered.  Gerard stood to his feet and grabbed the Brother and kissed him on both cheeks.

"Mon Dieu! You are a genius, Brother Martin. I think that is an excellent course of action. I shall do my best to carry out what you suggested for me to do.  Merci, merci beaucoup.”

 Gerard felt something he had not felt since before he left home, hope. He was dreading having to do this thing, but now armed with excellent counsel, he was optimistic about its outcome.
 Gerard refilled his wine cup.

“If you do not mind my saying so, good brother, if your counsel is always of this caliber, you are wasted in that monastery. You should be at the right hand of some great Lord, offering your learned wisdom.” He raised his wine cup. “Saluer”
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 18 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Thu 1 Dec 2016
at 01:47
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin bowed humbly as he sat and drank his own wine.

"Yet I serve the greatest Lord Monsieur. The one whom art in Heaven. I am quite fine being a monk and serving at Abbaye Saint-Ouen de Rouen. Though Monsieur, if your are in Rouen for any amount of time, you may call upon me there. I only wish I could accompany you to Les Pavements but I promised to stay with the Baroness and oversee her care. In the meantime, I shall keep an watchful eye upon Monsieur le Viscomte to see what there is to see."

The monk sipped his wine "You will of course take Jean-Luc and Jacques D'Embrun with you. To have trusted men along side you is most important. If this nephew has... usurped Le Baron, the Baron himself may still have some men loyal to him. You would be wise to keep watch and have these men assist you as well." 
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 135 posts
Thu 1 Dec 2016
at 02:03
And So It Begins....
 Gerard eagerly nodded to the older man’s suggestions. While Gerard was well educated and with a wit, his handicap was experience of the world. He decided to try and follow the Brother’s counsel
“I shall try to do as you counsel, Brother. But I still say you are wasted in that Monastery. When this matter is settled, I shall come for you and we can resume our journey.”
 He clapped the older man on the shoulder. “Now let us to bed, there is much to do on the morrow.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 107 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 2 Dec 2016
at 04:08
And So It Begins....
Gerard slept well in the big feathered bed and fine linen sheets. the morning he hurriedly broke his fast and made it to the stables where Jean-Luc and Jacques were both awaiting him. Jean- Luc had all three horses saddled and ready. Jean- Luc met his master as he approached.

"Monsieur! I must have a word with you before we get started. Most important news  Monsieur! You will be no doubt pleased with me... mayhaps enough to allow me a bottle of wine when all this is through." he smiled and winked at Gerard.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 137 posts
Fri 2 Dec 2016
at 22:42
And So It Begins....
The morning came, and it found Gerard up at cock crow, dressed and almost ready to go down stairs. Battle Rapier and Main gauche where in scabbards, as he slipped the sash over his shoulder. He broke his fast on porridge and fresh baked bread; the cook even had set an apple tart before Gerard, a treat indeed.

 "Lazare" made his farewells to the Vicomte and his Lady, and then headed to the stables to get his mount and inform his retainer and Lackey of his task. Jean-Luc met Gerard as he walked towards the stable and seemed rather pleased with himself.

“Good morning, Jean-Luc. Pray tell, what news do you have for me?" Asked Gerard,with a raised eyebrow.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 12 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sat 3 Dec 2016
at 02:24
And So It Begins....
Gerard's lackey nearly chortled with glee. His head moved this way and that to make sure they were alone and then in a low, conspiratorial voice he continued.

"Well Monsieur... last night I eat, drank, and slept with his lordship's own servants. I... I listened to them all talking about this thing and that you see. Well, I established a game of chance Monsieur... where I won ten pistoles! Ten Monsieur! One brought out a bottle and how could I refuse such hospitality eh?" he said as he gave Gerard a slight shrug.

"There was one... very closed mouth and not as friendly as the rest. I thought him to be... of interest. So I offered him a private game Monsieur. And though it hurt my very soul and I only pretended to drink from the bottle... and such wine Monsieur! I lost on purpose you see! five of my ten pistoles! Five! Mon Dieu! Yet, it worked Monsieur!" said the lackey beaming.

"It seems I was right all along! He was recently hired Monsieur! Said that he use to have service at la Chateaux Les Pavements. I think this man is a spy Monsieur. Why? He had no need of my five Pistoles... he had a pouch of them. So! I said to my self... Jean-Luc? Why would a servant such as he have so much coin? He is a spy Monsieur! No doubt a Catholic to boot!  Mayhaps, why these bandits knew of the Baroness non?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 138 posts
Sat 3 Dec 2016
at 03:13
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened to his servant’s tale with keen interest. When Jean-Luc was finished, Gerard clapped the man on his shoulder.

“ Jean Luc, if your information is accurate, you shall have two cups of wine, instead of your usual one. Excellent work, indeed, excellent work. Wait here, I must speak with the Vicomte about this matter.”

 Gerard turned on his heel, to return to the house, but paused to regard his Lackey. With a stern expression. “Remember Jean Luc, I am a Catholic.” He turned and headed into the Chateaux.

 Gerard would seek out the Vicomte, or one of his servants, if the latter, he would request an immediate audience, with the Vicomte.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 108 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 4 Dec 2016
at 16:00
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc just shrugged and went back to brush down the horses. Gerard quickly found a servant to lead him back into the study of the Vicomte. He sat before a low fire within the hearth. Upon the servant's knock and entrance, the Vicomte's head snapped in that direction.

"Mon pardon!" the servant said bowing low. "Monsieur Lazare would have a word with you My Lord."

The Vicomte slowly stood and waved off the servant.

"Oui! Leave us and close the door behind you." he said to the young boy.

He then nodded to the other chair before the hearth. "Come! Come sit beside me Monsieur Lazare. I sincerely hope you have not had a change of heart and are still willing to take my missive to Le Baron. Come I say and let us talk. Wine Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 142 posts
Sun 4 Dec 2016
at 19:55
And So It Begins....
 When Gerard was shown into the presence of the Vicomte, he took the seat that was offered. Gerard did his best to reassure the other of his intentions of seeing the matter accomplished, when asked if he had changed his mind.

“Non, Mon Seigneur. I shall do my utmost to see your request is fulfilled. My word upon that. But a matter has been brought to my attention, and you must hear of this."

 Gerard accepted the goblet of wine, and took a sip, then continued.

“ My lackey by his own ways, has learned  one recently come to your service, was once in service at la Chateaux Les Pavements. This servant has a fat purse, very fat from what my Servant has informed me. He had no need of money, won in a game of chance. Could it be possible, that you have one in your household, whose loyalty is to another? To wit, this supposed nephew of the Baron. The rogues in the wood seemed to be expecting the Baroness’s coach, and laid in wait.”

 Gerard stopped there,and hoped the Vicomte, would come see his point.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 109 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 5 Dec 2016
at 00:26
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome sipped his own wine as he listened to Gerard and then finally nodded.

"Oui! This could be true... for in truth, it is not I who hire those that serve me. It is a menial task unworthy of my station you see. Renaud Dieulafoy, he is my steward. He would know if anyone would Monsieur Lazare. Should I summon him here and then this man of whom you speak? If he is indeed a spy we should know it and quickly before you leave for certain Monsieur."

He then paused "Monsieur Lazare? Would it be wise to question such a man? If he is a spy... well he is already untrustworthy and therefore how may we believe what he says? Well at least we could put a stop to his meddling. What say you Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 144 posts
Mon 5 Dec 2016
at 02:09
And So It Begins....
  In truth, Gerard was not sure on how to proceed. His knowledge of such things, was limited to tales told to him by his father.

“Mon Seigneur, I counsel the following. Have the man detained, for the time being. Have his quarters and belongings searched. If we find anything  untoward, he can then be put to the question. If he is a spy, we must learn how he communicates with his patron, for he might already have informed those he serves, of my impending visit.”

 Gerard  wondered if the man had access to Pigeons.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 110 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 6 Dec 2016
at 03:18
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome thought upon it for mere minutes and then nodded.

"Oui! This shall be done. Yet, I will not have him detained but I shall keep him busy. Will you search his quarters Monsieur? Perphaps you or someone within your own party that can do this. There are a few I trust but I wish to keep this thing a secret for now. Surely, if this man is sending information then there must be some method he uses. Perchance you will have the good fortune to find it."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 146 posts
Wed 7 Dec 2016
at 01:38
And So It Begins....
 The Vicomte proposed to have the servant distracted, while someone searched his quarters. There was a time, until very recently, Gerard would never have even considered searching a servants quarters. But he was no longer the son of a Vicomte, but a simple soldier, or soon to be. He had to think of  new definitions as concerned himself.

"With your approval, Mon Seigneur, I shall take it upon myself, to do the search. Something this important, I would not leave to a servant.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 113 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 8 Dec 2016
at 03:14
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome smiled "Monsieur? You are becoming a most valuable man indeed. If he knew of your departing you must have a care. No doubt, just down the road lies another ambuscade waiting just for you. Oui! Yet, you will be aware of it. Go to this man's room and seek the evidence that he has collaborated with... with these ruffians and I shall see to him. Then you may see to your mission. Seek the Le baron. I feel we may be too late but what course do we have?"

The same young lad who brought you to the study also escorted you to the servant's room. It was unlocked for what servant could hope to secure his poor quarters. SO, Gerard must enter and seek what he may. Inside was quite spartan as Gerard may well have imagined. Just a cot of straw, a table and chair in the center of the room and a bed side table with wash basin, cloth, soap, mirror and razor. The window before the small bed side table was thrown open to allow the fresh air to enter. There were birds chirping in the trees outside.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 151 posts
Thu 8 Dec 2016
at 04:12
And So It Begins....
  Garard was led to the humble quarters, of the suspect servant, and left to his own devises. The young noble just stood there for several moments, not really sure what to do. On top of that feeling, he felt like a complete fool for even attempting this act. However, he drew his dagger and started poking it into the straw of the mattress, to see if he struck anything. He would lift said mattress at first then poke. The drawers where opened and taken out to make sure nothing had been hidden. Gerard would even look under everything. If that did not show results, he would seek any loose floor boards.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 114 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 8 Dec 2016
at 22:33
And So It Begins....
Gerard stabbed the straw bed without striking anything that stopped his blade. Nor was there anyhing under the bed save for a pair of worn out and muddy boots. the drawers were also empty save for a few pairs of worn trousers and tunics. Yet, when he continued his search upon the floor boards he did find one rather lose under where the bed would have lied. Lifting it up he was rewarded with to small pouches which clinked with the sound of coin. However, there was no sign of notes, inks, or parchments upon which to write a missive. Though each pouch was small the weight of each was heavy to Gerard's hand. As the breeze blew in to caress his face, Gerard noticed the treeline was not over far from the window... yet far enough that one must surely shout to be heard...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 154 posts
Fri 9 Dec 2016
at 02:55
And So It Begins....
 Having come up with no idea more than the small bags of money, Gerard wondered if they were used for bribes, perhaps. The young noble took the bags of money and tossed them onto the bed. He gathered up the bags, using the blanket as a make shift sack. Gerard went to find and report his findings to the Vicomte.

This message was last edited by the player at 03:03, Fri 09 Dec 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 115 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 9 Dec 2016
at 03:57
And So It Begins....
The Vicomte looked upon Gerard as he came in with a blanket that clinked with coin.

"Monsieur? What have you found? Surely a mere blanket means nothing! Yet my ears, if they do not deceive me, there is more there than a servant's blanket."

He motioned for Gerard to place the blanket upon his desk "Place it here! We shall see what we shall see! Oui! Let us look at this together."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 155 posts
Fri 9 Dec 2016
at 04:12
And So It Begins....
 Lazare did as the Vicomte bid him do. Gerard laid the blanket open to expose the several small bags of coins.

“I found these under a loose floor board, Mon Seigneur. I am sorry to say, that is all I found, after searching his quarters. The only reasons I can think of having these bags, one is bribes, the other more far fetched. Could he slip a narrative into the pouch, and then throw it to an accomplice near the trees, from his window? The coins might be payment, for the spies report to be delivered. That is as far as my thinking takes me.”

 Lazare opened one of the pouches at random, and poured out the contents upon the table.

This message was last edited by the player at 21:20, Fri 09 Dec 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 117 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 10 Dec 2016
at 14:20
And So It Begins....
The Vitcomte looked at the coins with a frown of displeasure and placed a hand upon his hip as he waved his other over the now scattered coin.

"Bribes or payments? Either or both are possible Monsieur."


"One thing is for sure Monsieur, I did not give the man this coin for it far out weighs his own wages. So, is he a spy, a thief, or both. If there was a way perhaps to catch this scoundrel in the act? I wonder if he knows you are leaving for Les pavements?"

He cocked a brow at Gerard "Monsieur Lazare? How tight-lipped is your lackey hmmmm? What if he was to let it slip... let us say that you ride to Les Pavements this very day. Then you only pretend to ride away... only to double back and seek the trees behind his window?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 158 posts
Sat 10 Dec 2016
at 20:47
And So It Begins....
 Gerard was perhaps a more direct sort of fellow, then the good Vicomte. He listened to the others plan with an attentive look. When the other was finished, Gerard spoke.

“Mon Seigneur, your plan has merit, but I may be so bold, as to offer another road to travel, in this.” Gerard pressed on before the Vicomte could nay say him.

“You are the law in the area, and as seeing you, as his Master, did not give this other all this coin, we must then assume he stole it. It really doesn’t matter how he acquired the money, it is enough if you bring him before you and offer the option explaining all he knows, or be taken outside and made to dangle from the nearest tree.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 118 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 11 Dec 2016
at 14:38
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome listened to Gerard's counsel and was quiet for a while as he contemplated his decision. He finally sighed as he turned to the nobleman.

"Oui! I could do so. However, some men are so stubborn... what if will not talk even though I threaten him with death? We will not know who his compatriots are. If the man communicates with someone then that someone must come here... to my Chateaux oui? If this man comes it is from him we shall get more information. My servant is to my mind no more than a lackey to these ruffians in the woods... those that you met upon the road. These men are the ones paying my man. I would catch one of these if I could."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 159 posts
Sun 11 Dec 2016
at 20:57
And So It Begins....
 Gerard slowly nodded. “Very well, Mon Seigneur, I shall have my Lackey let it slip that we depart this very day, to the spy. We shall then see what we shall see. Please have him watched carefully.”

 Gerard waited to be dismissed, so he might return to the courtyard, and speak with his Lackey.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 119 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 11 Dec 2016
at 23:44
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome nodded and said "Oui! Very well Monsieur, I have full confidence in your ability to bring me answers as well as these ruffians who stalk my lands. To show my gratitude Monsieur, you may keep those bags of coins and I shall owe you one favor in the future. Of course that and you will always be welcome under my roof. Now then, you must hurry. We have delayed the trip to Les Pavements long enough.  Au Revoir!"






There are fifty pistoles in one bag and twenty livres in the other. Bon Chance!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 160 posts
Mon 12 Dec 2016
at 01:13
And So It Begins....
Gerard almost refused the money, as it was an insult to his honor. He opened his mouth to refuse, but then closed it again. He was but Lazare, a would be soldier. The old life he had led was not buried, and not to be dug up until he had covered himself in glory, and gained advantage of influence. Lazare could only reclaim his name, once his family honor had been reclaimed.

 Gerard took the coins bags, and bowed.

“Meri, Mon Seigneur. I shall attend to the matter, at once. But might I ask the loan of two brace of pistols, with shot and power?"

 If the Vicomte agree to the loan of the four pistols, or if he refused, Gerard withdrew to speak with his Lackey on what must be done.

 When Gerard returned to the courtyard and his men, He tossed the purse with the twenty Livres in it, to Jacques. The one with the pistoles, followed suit. “Consider this your first pay, Jacques. Not a King’s ransom, but it is something.”

This message was last edited by the player at 01:35, Mon 12 Dec 2016.

Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 13 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Tue 13 Dec 2016
at 03:45
And So It Begins....
The Vitcome gave Gerard two pistols and enough ball and shot for twenty rounds. As he approached Jacques, the older man caught the pouches deftly enough. With a broad grin he bowed.

"Merci! You honor me Monsieur. I shall fetch Jean- Luc!" and the old campaigner did exactly that.

"You called Monsieur" said the lackey with a grin of his own. "Was I right Monsieur? Is this man a spy? A Highwayman himself? Never trust a man with beady eyes Monsieur! Do you wish to throttle him yourself or shall we bring him forth for judgement of the Vitcome?"he asked with raised brows. Then those bloodshot eyes spotted the pistols.

"Ah Hah! I knew it! See Jacgues! The Vitcome has honored Monsieur with a brace of pistols and that coin! We are rising like the sun at midday as I knew we would. Your Mama! She would be so proud!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 163 posts
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 01:40
And So It Begins....
 Lazare was pleased, indeed, that he could fulfill the part of his oath, to his Retainer. Payments had been promised, and payment had been made. It would suffice for the time being. He nodded in response to Jaques’s words.

  He then turned and addressed his Lackey. “Enough of that, Jean-Luc. The Pistols are only a loan, mind you. But the Vicomte has entrusted me with a delicate task. This is why I have need of you, to perform a task, my faithful servant. Return to where the one you spoke to me about. Engage him in conversation, and let it be known, that we departed for Les Pavements, within the next two hours. Now be off with you.”

 Gerard smiled as he saw Jean-Luc depart. If his Lackey performed well, there just might be that bottle of wine, in Jean-Luc’s future.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 14 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 02:33
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc returned after some time had passed. Once he reached his master, and made sure no one else could overhear them he spoke.

"Monsieur, I did what you asked. I did so that he would not suspect. I paraded your horse and began to brush it down. I saw him in a game of dice and I casually asked him how far was Les Pavements from here? He said about a half day's travel by horse. Why? He wanted to know. I told him we were riding there to tell Le Baron about his wife... that we would then ride on to Rouen. He said, How is she? I told him I did not know. We have not seen her this day. He only nodded. He then some time later got angry and accused a groom of cheating. He quit the game just now and has left. Did I do well Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 164 posts
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 03:33
And So It Begins....
 After hearing Jean-Luc’s tale, Lazare nodded in approval.

“Exceptionnel, Jean-Luc. You performed your task well. We must now make haste, and go to conceal ourselves in the trees near this rogue’s window. I am curious as to what sights we shall see.”

With that being said, Lazer led the other two towards the trees, so they might hide themselves.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 121 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 03:39
And So It Begins....
OOC: Make a Stealth check for me! Merci! Bon Chance!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 165 posts
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 03:56
And So It Begins....
22:54, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 11 using 1d20.  Stealth.

 That would be a fairly good roll. Well, except for one problem. Gerard does not have stealth.
Sooooooo... Stomp, Stomp, Snap of twigs, etc..... sigh
Comte De Treville
 GM, 122 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 04:38
And So It Begins....
Gerard was able to find a place where he could see both window and treeline. He was rewarded with seeing a few flashes of light coming from yon window. There were two quick flashes followed by one slightly longer. It was not long that Gerard saw three men standing within the treeline, unfortunately they saw him as well. They turned upon their heels and took off back into the trees!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 167 posts
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 22:05
And So It Begins....
 When the rogues took to their heels, Lazare drew a pistol, and gave chase.

  “After them! I want at least one of them alive.” Said the young Cavalier, with a grin upon his face.

This was what he wanted in his heart of hearts. Adventure, excitement, and here they were. His heart sang, as he and his companions gave chase.

This message was last edited by the player at 22:43, Wed 14 Dec 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 124 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 14 Dec 2016
at 23:25
And So It Begins....
Gerard and his companions gave chase, all the while he could hear his quarry, though  they remained always a half step ahead of him. That is until they came upon a clearing where the three became six and each with a horse. Gerard thought he recognized a face or two from yesterday. They were a motley group some draped in ill-fitting finery while others in threadbare clothing of a peasant. The leader, or Gerard assumed him so for he turned and grimaced in his direction.

"Well? We meet again Monsieur!" said the stocky man wearing an eye-patch over his left eye. A longsword was sheathed upon his left hip. There were pistols arranged upon his horse.

The other five had a mismatch of weapons with only one other having a sword. Most were carrying staves or broad bladed hunting knives.

"This time you have intruded where one never should. I am afraid you must pay with this with your life." he said as his hand slipped to the hilt of his sword.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 168 posts
Thu 15 Dec 2016
at 00:29
And So It Begins....
 Lazare came skidding to a halt, as did his companions, upon seeing the motley crew of mounted men. He did, indeed, recognize some of the faces, from the earlier encounter, from a few days ago. When their leader spoke to Lazare, the Nobleman did not even bother to reply. He just raised his wheel lock pistol. Depressed the trigger. Causing the wheel to be released, to spin and cause sparks from the iron pyrite held in the dog. A flash in the pan, followed by a larger flame from the barrel, then a bang sound. For all that, the ball flew wide of the mark.

 Lazare uttered a curse word, and handed the second pistol to his retainer, Jacques. He had two pistols now, and Lazare hoped the man could shoot straight.

“Jaques shoot that eye patch wearing rogue, and anyone else, you judge, that knows what he is about.”

 Lazare drew his sword and main gauche.

19:15, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 12 using 1d20.  Pistol shot on leader with the eye patch.

( Again, not a bad roll,but he does not fire arms, due to be a Noble. Never agreed with that rule. Maybe he can get Jaque to teach him.)

This message was last edited by the player at 00:38, Thu 15 Dec 2016.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 126 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 16 Dec 2016
at 03:34
And So It Begins....
Jacques fires and hits the swordsman's chest though he turned slightly and it is but a grazing wound (@ points of damage but padded jerkin takes 1 for a total of 1!). Jean-Luc calls out and one of the ruffians tales off in pursuit of the lackey, Leaving 5 to do battle with the remaining 2.

The swordsman draws his rapier but decides to hold but he urges his companions forward!

Two of the ruffians come toward you and two toward Jacques! The Fifth throws a dagger at Jacques! It flies past the older man's head and into the woods.




Gerard Dex is higher so he will go first! Bon Chance!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 188 posts
Tue 3 Jan 2017
at 03:27
And So It Begins....
 The dance that was as old as man himself, began  in earnest. The clash of steel and shouts of those involved provided the music to the dance. Only the dance steps changed from time to time, with the invention of new styles and combinations. But for all that, the dance changed little.

 The vibration of his retainer’s pistol report, still ringing in Gerard’s ears, as  he drew his sword and baton that he used to parry with.  Gerard saw that four of the rogues thought to move forward and engage his retainer, and himself. Gerard had been instructed in the school of the blade, by an Italian Master hired by his father. The style called for those taught it, to be aggressive . So, with that in mind, Gerard ran forward to meet one of the rogues, and attempted a drive his blade into the dog’s solerplex.

“Pour l'honneur et la gloire!” was upon the young Cavaliers lips, as he engaged in the dance.


Attack type: Lunge to the chest

20:36, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 11 using 1d20.  Flank
20:36, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 15 using 1d20.
17:06, Mon 19 Dec 2016: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 10 using 1d20-1.

attack roll: 11
-1 for Long sword
-1 for Italian style on a Lunge or Thrust

Attack roll final : 9

This message was last edited by the player at 04:32, Tue 03 Jan 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 139 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 3 Jan 2017
at 04:38
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc  continued to race from tree to tree. Ducking here and there as the ruffian chased after him waving his club angrily.

"Now now!" cried the Lackey. "I'm just a servant! I... I can pay Monsieur! Five pistoles! No! Ten! Ten pistoles!"

Jacques calmly took out his second pistol and aimed it at one of the oncoming ruffians. He pulled the tigger and with a flash and boom of the gunpowder the ruffian flew backwards and landed upon the grassy field around them with a thud! the ruffian gasped and groaned as he clawed at his chest and the fast growing stain there. Gerard lost sight of his companion as he too was engaged!

Gerard's blade lunged forward and pierced the ruffian's left arm as he meant to push aside the nobleman's sword. He Cried out in pain and dropped his club in an effort to staunch the blood flow.

The second ruffian swung is makeshift club in an effort to bash Gerard over his head, which will no doubt land if it can not be parried! Yet, with skill the young swordsman easily parried the foe's blow much to his surprise!

NEXT ROUND



The frist ruffian struck had only a linen tunic and over that a leather jerkin which did not cover his arms. So he took all 4 points!
Club Expertise 13- Hits on a 8 or less!
 22:36, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 8 using 1d20.  Ruffian's Club attack!

This message was last edited by the GM at 21:39, Tue 03 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 189 posts
Tue 3 Jan 2017
at 04:55
And So It Begins....
23:52, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 6 using 1d20-2.  Reaction parry to club attack.

base roll : 8
-1 for Long Sword
-1 for baton
+ 6 for reaction parry

Modified parry roll: 12

I think that stops it

 The back guy has 4 points on him minus clothing protection.

This message was last edited by the player at 04:57, Tue 03 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 191 posts
Wed 4 Jan 2017
at 00:24
And So It Begins....
 The Cavalier’s blade sank into the left arm of his opponent. This was not where he had intended to ply his blade, but it would have to do, for another ruffian armed with a quarterstaff wished to dance.

Lazare was more than willing to oblige the rogue, as he attempted to thrust his blade into his opponent’s chest, but missed the mark. He attempted to move out of the way of the quarterstaff.

 Actions: Thrust to chest/ Duck -3 to opponents roll to hit


14:59, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 17 using 1d20-2.  Thrust attack with long sword.

 roll to hit:19
 Long sword -1
 Thrust -1 for Italian style -1

Modified roll :17

A miss!

This message was last edited by the player at 18:08, Wed 04 Jan 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 142 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 6 Jan 2017
at 01:55
And So It Begins....
Jean-Luc had found a hiding place behind a big tree and his persuer approached it with care. The Lackey heard his approach and gatered a handful of leaves and dirt which he threw on one side of the tree and ran in the other. His foe seeing the movement was indeed tricks as he followed the first movement and was about to swing his club when he realized his folly!

Jacques was obviously in a battle of his own. Gerard could hear the grunts and movement off in the distance but could not take his eyes from his own opponent.

Though he was able to parry his own foes downwardstrike his own sword thrust was easily avoided. The ruffian slowly circled the nobleman though his initial confidence had diminished somewhat.

The wounded horseman shouted "At him! What am I paying you good coin for!"

Spurred on by his master the ruffian, again aiming for the nobleman's head swung a vicious blow!


Gerad must parry or he takes a serious wound 2+1d6!
9:55, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 10 using 1d20.  Where The ruffian hits!
19:55, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 8 using 1d20.  Where The ruffian hits!
19:54, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 2 using 1d20.  Ruffian's Club attack!

This message was last edited by the GM at 02:06, Fri 06 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 194 posts
Fri 6 Jan 2017
at 02:36
And So It Begins....
 Gerard’s thrust missed, and the action took him of balance. The ruffians club caught the Cavalier a goodly blow in his chest. pain like a hammer blow made it hard to breath, as he went to one knee. He attempted to defend himself by interposing his blade between himself and his antagonist.

21:25, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 23 using 1d20+4.  Reaction parry to club attack.

Reactionary parry missed, Gerard is stunned,and losses all action this round.And he may only do one short action next round.

( Good shot.. you dirty @#$%) :)

This message was last edited by the player at 03:21, Fri 06 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 197 posts
Fri 6 Jan 2017
at 03:22
And So It Begins....
 The Cavalier slashed his blade at the others legs,in an attempt to make him give ground,so the young Cavalier could regain his feet.

22:18, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 17 using 1d20-2.

This message was last edited by the player at 03:22, Fri 06 Jan 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 145 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 7 Jan 2017
at 01:23
And So It Begins....
The horseman laughs as the nobleman took a vicious blow to his chest and the ruffian that opposed Gerard was emboldened by his own success. It would take a heroic effort by the young noble to ward off another powerful strike to his chest! Jean-Luc seemed to evade his opponent even as Jacques fought on!




19:18, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 6 using 1d20.  Where The ruffian hits!
19:18, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 19 using 1d20.  Where The ruffian hits!
19:18, Today: Comte De Treville rolled 2 using 1d20.  Ruffian's Club attack!

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 203 posts
Sat 7 Jan 2017
at 01:32
And So It Begins....

 The dazed Nobleman attempted to block the club armed ruffians blow, but it was for naught. The club struck him yet again.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 147 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 7 Jan 2017
at 02:19
And So It Begins....
The club hit near the same location and with a jolt of pain darkness overcame Gerard!

***   *****   ***

Sometime later Gerard awoke, bound and thrown in back of a cart. In the cart with him was none other than Jacques. He too was bound. Tending the cart were the two ruffians that had fought Gerard, one with his left arm in a makeshift sling. It was he who showed the bound noble a primed and flintlock pistol. the very one given to Jacques. Of Gerard's retainer, he seemed hearty and hale enough without wounds.

As Gerard shifted his weight he felt a serve pain in his ribs. He was no physician but one or two may have been broken during the fight.

"My pardon Monsieur! But they said they would kill you if I did not surrender." he said with shame exhibited in his eyes.

"Quiet!" hissed the ruffian with the pistol. "If you make noise I shall shoot! Andre thinks their may be a ransom for you Monsieur but if you cause trouble... "

The last was said as he dragged his thumb across his neck. His companion just chuckled.

"He was so nice... there are less of us to share it with now!"




0:04, Today: Secret Roll: Comte De Treville rolled 5 using 1d6.  Club Damage/ Serious Wound. Gerard has 3 hit points left!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 205 posts
Sat 7 Jan 2017
at 02:49
And So It Begins....
 The feeling of the club striking Gerard, was the last thing he recalled, as the world faded away in a haze of pain. Sometime later, pain is what brought him to his senses. A swaying motion caused his ribs to sing a song of agony, each time the cart swayed in movement. He slowly opened his eyes and took in his and his companion’s situation. Jacque was present, but there was no sign of his lackey.

“ It would seem that you have chosen poorly, in a patron.”

 Gerard then regarded the two rogues, and in particular, he that threatened himself and his retainer.

 “ Cause trouble? We are bound up like a brace of boars, ready for the spit. And as for you shooting me or mine, I dare say, your Master would not thank you. Ransoms are seldom  paid for dead men….Dolt”

 Gerard grunted in pain again.

This message was last edited by the player at 13:49, Wed 11 Jan 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 152 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 00:45
And So It Begins....
The cart traveled on for most of the day, only stopping for their guards to rest the horses and for them to eat. Jacques and Gerard did without food and only a few ships of water from a jug. The sun was nearly at the horizon as the cart and it's occupants left the main road for the the small track that led to the Chateau de Les Pavements. They pulled to the side of the the manor house and there stood the wounded horseman who sent a liveried footman inside. As the cart slowly pulled alongside him, he nodded to driver.

"He lives then?" the Horseman asked.

The cart's driver nodded "Aye! Alive n' awake. Wot shall we do wi' 'im then?"

"I sent for Andre. He will have to decide." the Horseman replied.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 213 posts
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 01:49
And So It Begins....
 The rest of the journey was conducted in silence, as Gerard was doing his best to devise a plan of escape. But as much as he tried, no options came to mind, except one.  At some point Gerard would lean over and whisper to Jacques.

“ You are unharmed, and I am badly injured. When you are given the chance, you must escape. I insist.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 153 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 03:12
And So It Begins....
Jacques nodded solemnly, without saying a word. The driver comes around and cuts the bonds on both of the companion's feet but not their arms. The one-armed ruffian still kept a a pistol on them.

The Horseman said "Help them from the cart. If either gives you trouble shoot the trooper but leave the noble."

The one-armed bandit nodded "Fer ah ransom aye!"

A voice from the doorway said "I shall be the judge of that. Let me have a look at them."

The horseman nodded "The nobleman is still in the cart."

Jacques was helped out but one-arm had the pistol on him.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 215 posts
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 03:26
And So It Begins....
 In spite of the pain and their diminished circumstances, Gerard could not help himself. When he heard of a ransom being spoken of, he had the image of his elder brother, and the look on his face, if he received a ransom note. The mental image caused a hearty laugh, even if it hurt him to do so.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 154 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 05:06
And So It Begins....
The man Gerard thought to be Andre walked to the cart when he heard him snorting and laughing. Gerard had to put pressure against his chest and side as pain, like white hot pokers spread because of his laughter.

"Is this the man you saw yesterday?" Andre asked the Horseman.

The Horseman shrugged slightly but then nodded "The man was far away and we were in the woods bit I believe so My Lord."

Andre looked upon Gerard and frowned "You have nettled to much in my affairs Monsieur. First you take my Mother to the Viscomte... where she may yet live and this very day you wound two of my men and kill a another. Well? Why should I let you live?"

"For ransom!" nearly shouted one-arm!

"Shut up fool! I asked our guest here. Well Monsieur? Answer me or I shall kill your man before your eyes. I will not ask again." asked Andre with a slight smile upon his lips.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 217 posts
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 23:22
And So It Begins....
  When the supposed “nephew"  spoke to Gerard, about his interfering in the Nephews affairs, Gerard hated to admit it, but he was afraid. Bound hand and foot, and the threat of his own demise, staring him in the face, not to mention the demise of his sworn man. In god’s honest truth, what rational man would not be afraid. For all his education, and long conversations with his father, on a multitude of topics, Gerard was still an inexperienced young man of nine and ten. Such situations as this, where just not covered in his learning.

 The young nobleman did his best to maintain the so-called Court Face. That mask that one wore when one wished to conceal ones true feelings. The Nephew then said something that Gerard grabbed for, like an offered hand to a drowning man. In his best effort to show indifference.

“Mon Seigneur, I am but a stranger, which more or less blundered into this situation. I was on my way to Rouen, with my man, in the hopes of finding a situation. We came upon a barricade that had been placed across the road. I, of course, assumed it was placed there by brigands, so we intended to proceed with caution. Suddenly, a carriage came thundering down the road, at break neck speed, the coachman whipping the horses, and  crying out like a mad man.”

 Gerard coughed at this point, and attempted to clear his throat. Having hardly any water, made it hard to speak, but he continued.

“The horses cleared the obstacle, but the coach struck it, and rolled.  I investigated, and found the Baroness inside, senseless and badly injured. What could I do, but attempt to get the Lady to the nearest assistance. It is by the grace of god, that we had a Brother travelling with us. He like many of his  calling, have some healing skills."

 Gerard looked  at the horseman and the other rogue, then back to the “Nephew”

“As for your..Ahem, retainers, they presented themselves, claimed to be in the service of a Baron, and demanded the Baroness. Being a Gentleman, how could I not, deny them? I mean.. Look at them, they hardly present themselves as retainers of a Lord. I took them for brigands.  And if they were to bring you the Baroness, did you wish her in a shroud? In my opinion, you where ill-served by them, in this.”

 Gerard could not but wonder, if he had just talked himself into a ditch, face down.

This message was last edited by the player at 23:34, Thu 12 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 218 posts
Thu 12 Jan 2017
at 23:23
And So It Begins....

I rolled both, not being sure which one would apply.

18:22, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 4 using 1d20.  Luck roll.
18:22, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 15 using 1d20.  Oratory roll.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 155 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 13 Jan 2017
at 02:49
And So It Begins....
Andre listened with intent as Gerard told his tale. As the the tale grew, so did the nobleman's frown.

"So! You admit both crimes against me then. First the rescue of My Mother, La Baroness and then the assault upon my henchmen. I do understand your sense of Chivalry that drove you but I am afraid that I must... " he was about to say more when from the doorway came a familiar voice!

"Signore! Per favore! I know this man. I trained him in the sword myself. Perhaps, not well enough. If I should vouch for him... would you consider giving him over to me. He was no doubt telling the truth. protect a woman and defending himself. For me? A favor si?" said a lean, hard-eyed man, whom Gerard recognized as Fortunio! An Italian mercenary turned fencing master. His fencing master.

Andre scowled "You know... him? I... he has done me and my house an offense Fortunio! He may cause further problems which will unsettle my position here and yours with me. You would risk all that we have for... this man?"

Fortunio chuckled "There is no harm speaking to him si? He is unarmed and wounded it would seem Signore. I owe his father much so si! I would risk it Signore."




I went with Luck as it was a much better roll and made for a better story.

This message was last edited by the GM at 02:50, Fri 13 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 219 posts
Fri 13 Jan 2017
at 03:42
And So It Begins....
  Gerard was about to try another tactic, when he saw that his attempting was for naught. But just before he could speak again, and interrupt the “nephew” having him killed, a voice from Gerard’s past  was heard. The young noble turned his head and saw his old Fencing Master. Gerard’s jaw went slack in surprise, as the Old Italian gentleman seemed to be coming to the aid of his one-time pupil.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 156 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sat 14 Jan 2017
at 02:52
And So It Begins....
Andre nodded to the horseman "Take his lackey downstairs and have him guarded. Have the nobleman unbound and help him from the cart. Monsieur Fortunio, I shall turn the man over to your care and he will be your responsibility. You take my meaning Monsieur?"

The Horseman nodded to one arm and he led Jacques off with his own pistol guarding him. The horseman then helped Gerard from the cart and produced a broad bladed dagger from his belt. With this he cut the nobleman's bonds.

"I thank you Signore! Grazie! I shall see him upstairs and cleaned up. Shall we be expected for dinner?" Fortunio said smiling though his eyes remained hard.

Andre merely nodded and went inside.

Fortunio came up to Gerard and his smile was gone "What? Why? A pupil of mine taken by... by such rabble? I am happy that you live Gerard D'Amberville and you may thank my love for your father and you. Now tell me... are there more to your party than that man and is he indeed your lackey?"

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 221 posts
Sat 14 Jan 2017
at 03:27
And So It Begins....
Gerard fell and remained silent, as he was cut loose, and turned over into the care of his late Fencing teacher. When his one-time teacher, seemed to think it was alright to speak, Gerard answered as best he could.

" My shame and apology, Signore Fortunio. I was not sure of the timing of my opponent. He was armed with a club, and the only weapons I have ever faced where swords. After the first strike, I was almost rendered senseless. The second blow finished what the first started. My word, if given the opportunity, it shall not happen again."

 Gerrard grunted in pain, as he attempted to change position. At least he could rub his wrists to get feeling back into them. " The one with me, he is my retainer. Why are you, a Gentleman of the old school, with such filth, Signore?"
Fortunio
 NPC, 1 post
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Sun 15 Jan 2017
at 06:45
And So It Begins....
"Enough with your silly questions!" Fortunio hissed and took Gerard by the arm but not roughly as he leaned in. "All in good time Capisce?" the Master whispered.

The lean italian, who moved with grace, took Gerad inside the Chateaux. It was very spartan indeed and the furnishings appeared to be more shabby than the young nobleman would have thought, though recent additions such a rug or tapestry was noticeable to his keen eye. Fortunio, his nom de guerre no doubt, led the younger man up a back stair most likely used by servants. Soon they stood at a doorway which the sword-master opened and ushered him inside. Fortunio nodded at the pitcher and basin upon his night table.

"Wash up and refresh yourself Signore. I will fetch some wine and we shall talk si?" he said as he slipped a stiletto from his sleeve and flipped it casually in his hand so the pommel faced Gerard.

"For you Signore. I can not give you a... more formal weapon without raising suspicions capisce? But at the same time I wish you to be armed in case... ah you know I am sure." he said with a wink.

This message was last edited by the player at 06:45, Sun 15 Jan 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 224 posts
Sun 15 Jan 2017
at 18:42
And So It Begins....
 Gerard was led to the room, which he assumed was the man’s quarters. As they went there, he could not help but notice, the dilapidated state of the Chateau. Once within, Fortunio offered Gerard what hospitality was to be had. But when the older man offered him a blade, Gerard broke into a smile. “I knew you could not be part of this hive of villainy. What why are you here, my old teacher?”

He accepted the blade, and slide it into the top of his boot, then rolled the boot higher to clear the hilt somewhat.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 225 posts
Sun 15 Jan 2017
at 19:10
And So It Begins....
I saw some of your posting times. Sheez, you must be like Napoleon, he could get by on four or five hours a sleep a night, for long periods of time.

 Your move, Monsieur….
Fortunio
 NPC, 2 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Sun 15 Jan 2017
at 19:35
And So It Begins....
Fortunio cracked the door and peeped out to make sure no idle servant was listening at the there before closing the door once more.

"Si! Si Signore! In heart I am not apart of this... this hive of yours no! But, I must confess the Baron to be is an ally. Wait!" Fortunio snapped the last as a quick hand swiftly rose to ward off further questions.

"Un momento per favore! I will explain, for I trust you. I know you and your family are Papists so... I serve the Queen Mother Signore. I am her eyes and ears... though only one of them. A Huguenot noble is raising an army to... to bring her to her heels and with her the young boy Louis. So... I am here to see what there is to see. Andre may be under handed si, but he shares the same faith so I am advising him and teaching him sword play. In return, he gives me a place to stay and train the Queens troops to be." the older master said with a slight shrug.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 226 posts
Sun 15 Jan 2017
at 22:40
And So It Begins....
 Gerard just stared at his old Fencing teacher, attempting to hide his shock at what he was hearing. “ So then you are.. you are.. a spy?” The word left a foul taste upon his palate,as he whispered it aloud."

A spy was the lowest form of creature in the mind of the young nobleman. He could not believe this, there must be another explanation.
Fortunio
 NPC, 3 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Mon 16 Jan 2017
at 02:38
And So It Begins....
As if sensing the young noble's distaste, the Italian jutted out his proud chin.

"You should have a care to name me so." said Fortunio coolly. "I have sworn an oath to protect the Queen Mother and our King Louis. I am a loyalist Signore! IF my assistance is not needed I will leave you to your own devices. Decide.. I will return. Regardless, keep the dagger." there was a frown on the master's face as he left the room.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 230 posts
Mon 16 Jan 2017
at 02:51
And So It Begins....
 The older gentleman had made excuses, instead of answering Gerard’s question. So he was a spy, even a spy for the king was without honor. Only rogues and rascals skulked about in shadows, seeking to learn the secrets of their betters. Or so thought the young Cavalier, as he watched his one-time teacher depart.

 Gerard, or Lazare, did his best to refresh himself. HE washed his face and attempted to remove his doublet, but abandoned that, after he almost passed out in pain. He did move to the room’s window and looked out seeking what sights there was to behold.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 161 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 19 Jan 2017
at 01:43
And So It Begins....
Gerard was able to see the back of the building and beyond what must have been a stables and perhaps another building that could only be smithy... a blacksmith no doubt.

It was then he saw the "Horseman" talking to a groomsman. Perhaps the was reading a steed. There was no sign of Jacques or his one armed captor.
Fortunio
 NPC, 4 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Thu 19 Jan 2017
at 01:43
And So It Begins....
Fortunio came with hardly a sound and cleared his throat "Signore! I have arranged for you to have dinner with Andre, the future Baron Les Pavements. He has tried to wrestle your identity from me but I refused to tell him. If you will, tell me what you wish to be called. As you know Fortunio is a nom de guerre. Surely you too have one which will protect you." he said cocking a brow.

"I owe much to your family. Know that if Andre wishes you dead I shall intervene. If I can... within a day or two, I shall try to arrange for you or your man to escape. Is there someone you may ask for aid? If not, we may need to fight our way out. He has a score of men so it will not be easy but we shall see."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 239 posts
Fri 20 Jan 2017
at 02:34
And So It Begins....
 Gerard almost jumped out of his skin, when his old teacher cleared his throat. He listened to the older man’s questions.

“ Call me Lazarus, my old teacher. It is a fitting name for one that might as well be dead, as far as the rest of France is concerned. But like Lazare, I hope to resurrect the name D'Amberville from the death of dishonor. But until I can earn some measure of glory or influence, I am just Lazare. “

“Monsieur  Fortunio, What has become of the old Baron? I Was informed  by the Viscomte de Beuvillers, that this  Andre, is an imposter,and no blood relation to the old Baron. He feared for the Baron’s well-being and  I was asked to learn the fate of the old gentleman.”
Fortunio
 NPC, 5 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Sun 22 Jan 2017
at 01:28
And So It Begins....
Fortunio became solemn as he looked at his former student and pondered the query thoughtfully before answering it.

"Well Signore, I know the Le baron yet lives though he remains bed-ridden. He is old... very old Signore. His health has been bad for some time. That the Le Baron recognizes and affirms Andre is true. I have witnessed this myself. It is true there is no love lost between Andre and la Baroness. Andre says it is she that has... shall I say... caused this recent illness. That she wants an heir... without it she thinks Andre will inherit Les Pavements. I believe this is so Signore."

The Sword-master gave Gerard a slight shrug "Andre feels she visits Le Viscomte for reasons... shall we say... for more amorous ones Signore."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 242 posts
Sun 22 Jan 2017
at 01:41
And So It Begins....
 He listened to the older man with a thoughtful expression, then spoke.

 “Well, all I agreed to do was to inquire after the Baron’s condition, then report my findings to the  Viscomte. I think considering the current situation, that is all I am able to do."

 Laraze shrugged, then. “ I may be a dupe, for this game of noble houses, but I think my departure from both places, is the best course of action.”

This message was last edited by the player at 01:42, Sun 22 Jan 2017.

Fortunio
 NPC, 6 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Thu 26 Jan 2017
at 01:09
And So It Begins....
The swordmaster pursed his lips in thought for a heartbeat or three but finally shook his head.

"No! You are no dupe nor dullard Signore. Who is to say where the truth lies within these courts eh? The Baroness is no dimwit and Andre is as sly as a fox. Le baron may be only trustworthy one of the lot as the Viscomte suggests. Yet if the Viscomte is bedding La Baroness... then he and she may have designs on Les Pavements."

Fortunio walked over and clasped Gerard's arm "You may have the right of it Signore. It may be well to be rid of this place. I shall see you safely on your way. As in the past, my blade is yours if you will have it?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 250 posts
Thu 26 Jan 2017
at 02:02
And So It Begins....
 The young nobleman slowly nodded.” Oui, I must quit this place, and return to give my findings to the Viscomte. I shall then be about my affair. If these two houses are at odds, it is no concern of me or mine, as it stands now. The Baroness is safe, and if the old Baron accepts this Andre, then who I am to nay say him.”

 Gerard attempted to adjust his stance, for it was difficult to breathe, if he remains in one stance for long. The pain had taken his full attention for a moment, but then the gravity of what his old teacher said, sank in. Gerard looked at the old man in surprise. "Are you offering to take my service, Monsieur?”
Fortunio
 NPC, 7 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Fri 27 Jan 2017
at 03:37
And So It Begins....
The Swordmaster nodded "Si Signore! My sword and my life if need be. I will see you out of this... this place and back to your rightful station. First, we must dine with Andre. You must do your best to explain that you are only to report all is well here to the Viscomte and then you will be on your way... which is more or less the truth. We must secure you man's release. Is he your only servant Signore? Besides myself of course."

He walked and looked out the window and looked out.

"Where were you headed Signore? Beofre all of this... " he mused.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 254 posts
Fri 27 Jan 2017
at 04:02
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened to his old teacher, and nodded in agreement. “ Yes, his name is Jacques D'Embrun, and my only other retainer. I have a Lackey of course, he was with us during the encounter that saw me taken. I suppose he escaped back into the Vicomte’s  Chateau.”

 The young Nobleman  went silent, when he was asked his destination. While he respected this Italian, Gerard still hesitated to inform him of joining a Huguenot noble’s army. He decided to keep only mention one of the reason for going to the city.

“ I journeyed to the city of Rouen. There is a certain Merchant that my family owes money too, I hoped to convince him to lessen the payments, or eliminate the interest altogether.” Gerard said, in way of a reply.
Fortunio
 NPC, 8 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Fri 27 Jan 2017
at 04:17
And So It Begins....
Again Fortunio nodded "I see... Andre will be very rich... when the Le Baron finally meets Il nostro dio."

The swordmaster crossed himself and turned to Gerard "He owes me a hundred livres. It is yours if it should help  Signore. Rouen eh? One should be careful of such a place... especially we of the true faith. Yet, for you I shall travel there. First, we dine si! Then we free your man. We travel to the Viscomte and say our piece... and confirm Andre. He will agree to this Andre will. Si! What say you  Signore?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 255 posts
Fri 27 Jan 2017
at 04:30
And So It Begins....
 Gerard bowed his head. “ You honor me, Monsieur. I shall dine with this Andre, and then we can gain the release of my man. As for returning to the Vicomte and confirming Andre, I must be convinced that he is really the nephew, or I shall report that I am not sure either way”

Comte De Treville
 GM, 171 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 29 Jan 2017
at 03:14
And So It Begins....
A servant led the pair, Fortunio and Gerard, down the stairs and to a formal dinning area. Again Gerard was surprised to see how dilapidated the place had become over the years. Yet, here and there, there were signs recent additions which were meant to show redecoration had been done.

The old rugged table was set with fine china and crystal goblets. The Golden Candelabra shined from fresh polish and the servants livery was new and pristine. Andre stood before the hearth but turned to greet his dinner guests as they entered the room.

"Ah! Welcome Monsieur, dinner will be served shortly. Monsieur Fortunio has spoken well of you and has begged me to forgive what has passed between us and my men might have been indeed too rough with you. I will accept your pardon if you will accept my own. I assure your man is well and i can send my father's physician to rend you after supper if you require it?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 260 posts
Sun 29 Jan 2017
at 23:02
And So It Begins....
 The two men followed a servant into formal dining room, indeed, the place had once been grand, but it had seen better days. A few sticks of new furniture and a tapestry did little to hide the neglect of years. When they arrived, their host turned and greeted Gerard, then bespoke of letting bygones be bygones, if he would agree. The young nobleman was hardly in a position to nay say his host’s request. Gerard was outnumbered and badly wounded.

 Gerard did not reply at first, but seemed to consider the matter. It would never do to seem too eager to agree to an arrangement, even if his life was on the line. His father had told him this, more than once. To agree at once and seem too eager might be taken as playing the other false.

“ Yes, perhaps the entire matter is best forgotten, and we can begin anew. I accept your pardon, and offer my own, Monsieur. The offer of a Physician is most appreciated, with my thanks.”

 Gerard did his best to make a formal bow with the duffing of his hat, but it was poorly done due to his injury, as evidenced by a grunt of pain.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 174 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 31 Jan 2017
at 04:17
And So It Begins....
Andre, perhaps noticing the discomfort, stated "Sit S'il vous plaît! I shall have you some wine. Tonight, we shall speak upon better days. Tonight you will be my quests. Monsieur? What concerns do you have? Hope may alleviate them so you may speak good of me to the Viscomte?"
Fortunio
 NPC, 10 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Tue 31 Jan 2017
at 04:17
And So It Begins....
Fortunio himself postured himself "Signore? If I may? Perhaps allowing his man to join us so that he sees no harm has been done. That and returning his weapons. We men of action feel unworthy without such no?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 265 posts
Wed 1 Feb 2017
at 02:41
And So It Begins....
 Gerard took a seat with an expression of relief upon his face, as his chest hurt like hell fire. He used the waiting for the wine, to collect his thoughts on how he was to answer Andre’s question.

 When the wine arrived, the young noble took the glass and sipped slowly. “My concerns, Monsieur? I have no concerns, save that of the well-being of my retainer; you have in your custody. Now the Vicomte, his concerns are for the well-being of the old Gentleman, the Baron. I agreed to inquire after the welfare of the Baron, nothing less, nothing more."

 The wine was again sipped, before he spoke again. “The only reason I was even drawn into this matter, was as I explained before. I was on my way to Roun, when the Baroness’s carriage passed us at break neck speed and over turned due to that barricade across the road. Your men appeared, and had every appearance of being brigands. If I had known they were your creatures, this matter would have ended there. But what gentleman could turn over a Lady to such as they?”

 Gerard had been watching this so-called Nephew, since he had entered the room. Having been raised in a noble house, one of his kind acted and spoke a certain way. He attempted to discern if Andre was of noble blood or a guttersnipe.

This message was last updated by the player at 02:48, Wed 01 Feb 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 176 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 1 Feb 2017
at 06:34
And So It Begins....
Andre took his seat as Gerard and the swordmaster did so. e sampled the wine and then bid his servants to pour for the rest. He listened to Gerard speak, occasionally nodding in agreement as he did so.

"For my part Monsieur, I must beg your pardon. For I have behaved badly looking back upon it. My aunt has sought ways of... removing me from Les Pavements for some time. Only the love of my uncle has allowed me to stay. These men... are indeed rascals of a rough cloth. However, they were my uncle's men and do his bidding more than even my own. They have heard my uncle pronounce that I shall inherit this place if my aunt can not bear a child onto him."

He paused to sip his wine before he continued.

"I have oft thought that the Viscomte had eyes upon my uncle's lands for some time now. He has offered me three thousand livres for it. I have told him it is not mine to sale Monsieur, but alas he has found another way. Did the Viscomte tell you that his wife and my aunt are sisters? Perhaps not I would think. I fear the men loyal to my uncle may have arranged for my aunt's accident. If not for you... she may well have died if she has not already. I would have them leave Monsieur but this is still my uncle's house. Fortunio is my man though. He has advised me well and I do believe has saved me more has once, whether from my aunts plots or my uncle's men... perhaps both, on more than one occasion."

He rag a bell with a dainty motion and the servants began to bring forth the first course.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 266 posts
Thu 2 Feb 2017
at 02:18
And So It Begins....
 Gerard's head swam with the conflicting accounts of the Vicomte and now this Andre. But all he wanted to do was see to the welfare of the Baron, and then quiet this place as quickly as possible.

“That is certainly a different account, then the Vicomte bespoke of, Monsieur. He claims you are an impostor, here to take advantage of an old noble without issue. He even dare ask me to find reason to slay you in a duel. Needless to say, I refused, and almost quiet his company. But he convinced me make an inquiry after the Baron's health, so here I am, as it were."

 Gerard took another sip of wine, and then fell silent as the first course was served.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:29, Thu 02 Feb 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 178 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 3 Feb 2017
at 08:20
And So It Begins....
Andre listened as Gerard spoke, as he he ate and drank. The nobleman could guess that by Andre's demeanor and knowing look, he was all too familiar with what he said about the Viscomte.

"A duel eh? Well I should have thought as much. So Monsieur? You were to be his assassin then. It is well for me that you are such an honorable man. Monsieur Fortunio has said as much and now seeing your behavior and manner, I have no reason to doubt it. I have sent for your man and asked my servants to have him refreshed as is his need."

As Andre continued to eat he said "Monsieur Fortunio has been teaching me the art swordplay and I fear... I am a good student. As for me being an impostor, my Uncle is most assured of my lineage. I doubt La Baroness will... shall I say bare him a child. So the point either way is moot. However, I will give you my word as a gentleman, I am Le Baron's nephew and my father, his brother, was killed fighting along side the King Henri when he came into his crown."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 272 posts
Sat 4 Feb 2017
at 05:08
And So It Begins....
 Gerard attempted to enjoy the meal, no matter its quality. He attempted to be a most pleasant guest, and gather as much information as possible. But having his old teacher vouch for the nephew. carried much weight in Andre’s favor.

“I accept you word, Monsieur. In truth, I believe you over the Vicomte, due to my respect for my old teacher. He is a man of honor, and would not be in the service of anyone that did not have the same. So that matter is closed, at least as far as I am concerned.”

Gerard paid attention to his meal for a time, before he spoke again. After taking a sip of wine, he spoke.

“Monsieur, might I request the honor of paying my respects to the Baron?  I will of course, accept your word that the Baron is whole and hail, but if I can report to the Vicomte, that I actually spoke to the le Seigneur, it might go a long way in swaying his suspicions, as concerns you.”

 Gerard reached for his goblet and took another sip of wine.


 A roll to try and convince Andre to let him see the Baron

18:55, Tue 31 Jan: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 6 using 1d20.  Oratory roll.
 

This message was last edited by the player at 05:09, Sat 04 Feb 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 181 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 5 Feb 2017
at 15:00
And So It Begins....
Andre did his best to study Gerard as he ate and spoke, occasionally stopping to nod or purse his lips in thought. The food was good and well prepared. It was obvious to Gerard that Andre was indeed trying to impress his guest. When Gerard spoke of Fortunio, the old master smiled briefly before he too nodded his thanks.

"Ah! Master Fortunio has indeed proved himself to be a most capable teacher but also a very honorable man. If I were to have more like him I would. As for my uncle... he is most ill you do understand? Yet, if this will clear up things for you Monsieur, then I shall grant your request. We shall go after dinner in fact. We can not stay over long, I do hope you understand but we should be able to speak to my physician as well. So that he may check upon your ribs and chest. Would that satisfy you Monsieur?"

Andre paused to take a sip of his wine and appeared to be lost in thought for some heartbeats before he nodded.

"Monsieur? I am thinking of raising a regiment of horse... as I have said, I would welcome more men. Honorable and trustworthy men. The kind I would have to guard my flank and back. Would you consider joining such a host Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 278 posts
Sun 5 Feb 2017
at 20:42
And So It Begins....
 Andre agreed to allow Gerard to visit the Baron, but the “WE” was not lost on the young cavalier. While he was heavily leaning in Andre’s favor, there was still a sliver of doubt as concerned this situation. The Ruffians being the men of an elderly Baron, while it seemed Andre gave the orders. More had to be deduced before a final judgement was arrived at.

“ I thank you, monsieur, but this is for the benefit of the Vicomte, that seems to think you had the Baron done away with, or hold him incommunicado in a dungeon, or some such. My being able to inform him the Baron is just fine, might begin to mend the rift, between your two houses.”

 Gerard enjoyed the meal and the wine, if nothing else, this Andre knew how to set a table for a guest. The telling of a potential regiment being raised, and a veiled offer of a position in said regiment, took Gerard off guard. He remained silent for a few moments, as if mulling over the idea. But in truth, the young man did not know what to say. So he spoke the following.

“Your offer honors me, Monsieur, but if I may be so bold, as to ask, why a regiment? France is currently at peace, or so I believe, have you recent news of the winds of war?”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 188 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 13 Feb 2017
at 02:26
And So It Begins....
Andre nodded and smiled across the table.

"As I have said, my aunt Le baroness Les Pavements, is in the least allies with the Viscomte and at the worst is his Mistress. I do not think anything you will see or say will sway the man. However, if it will ease your mind I shall allow the visit. At least if the Provost Marshall should arrive I shall have your word to go along with my own."

When asked about the regiment and why one was necessary, Andre gave a slight shrug.

"I have heard that Hiérosme de Challons, Comte de Challons, is said to be raising such a regiment in Rouen I have heard. That Le Comte de Challions fought along side Henri de Navarre, and later King Henri is well known. I hear he is an honorable man. He and those that would support him like Prince de Condé are behind it. The Queen Mother would not treat with the Prince and many fear that the Italians may have more control of the boy king that we of France."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 290 posts
Tue 14 Feb 2017
at 03:24
And So It Begins....

Gerard returned the other smile, with a polite one of his own. His court mask was in evidence, as he held up his wine glass to be refilled, by one of the servants.

" Yes, perhaps a short visit to the  Baron is in order. If for no other reason, then the one you bespoke of that concerns the Provost Marshal."

 The young nobleman took a sip of wine, and smiled in enjoyment.

" As to the other matter of joining your regiment, I am indeed honored, by the offer, indeed I am. But I must continue on to Roun and see to my private affairs, before even considering such a kind offer. But rest assured, once I have settled matters in the city, I shall give serious consideration to your offer."
Comte De Treville
 GM, 193 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 17 Feb 2017
at 02:25
And So It Begins....
Andre nodded and finished his meal as he looked over the rim of his goblet.

"Oui! Comte de Challons, is said to be in Rouen at this very moment. If you should change your mind about joining his regiment, do contact is chief recruiter... mmmmm... a  Monsieur O'Neill. An Irish mercenary I'm told but one whom has the Comte's complete trust."

Andre slowly stood and nodded to Gerard "Are you ready Monsieur? If so I would introduce you to my uncle. Remember, he is not well Monsieur and I would not overtax him. He still needs his rest. The Physician is there. Perchance he can look at your ribs as well."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 296 posts
Fri 17 Feb 2017
at 03:39
And So It Begins....
 The meal was drawing to a close, and Gerard had enjoyed it. He raised his goblet to Andre, in way of a salute.

“ My compliments, Monsieur, You set an excellent table, and know how to show hospitality. As for joining the regiment,once my affairs are in order, I shall see what can be done. And I thank you for the information.”

 Gerard drained the last of the excellent wine, then dapped his mouth with the lace napkin.  He stood in response to his host doing so. “ I am ready, Monsieur. Please lead on, so I might pay my respect to the Baron. And my thanks, again, for the offer of your physician tending me.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 200 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 27 Feb 2017
at 02:37
And So It Begins....
With a footman holding a lantern led the way from the dinning room and up a once grand staircase. Andre was the next to follow and Fortunio brought up the rear. The strange procession continued up until they reached a landing as the stairs wound around off to their right. Gerard could vaguely make out moth eaten tapestries and unpolished candle sticks as if the place itself had been ill kept for some time.

On top of the landing the footman led them further down a wide hallway. Here and there was a odd table or chair. Gerard was sure that another party was coming toward them when he realized it was naught but a mirror at the end of the hall and but their reflection as they walked toward it. Suddenly, the footman stopped and held up the lantern to shed it's light upon a door. Andre nodded as he opened it to reveal a rather large bedroom beyond.

"Stay here Maurice. We shall not be long." he said to the footman as nobleman went inside.

Inside was a big four poster bed with a brocade canopy with a frail old man lying in the middle under a heap of sheets and blankets. His eyes, though sunken in somewhat, turned to meet Andre and his guests.

"OH! Do come in! Andre? What do I owe the pleasure of your company this eve?" said the old man in a high shrill voice between wheezes.

Andre bowed his head to the old man.

"Dear Uncle, please forgive me. Yet, we have a visitor from the Viscomte. He is staying the evening and wished to pay his respects. Would you receive him? We will not stay long... I know you need your rest." Andre said softly.

The old man chuckled and coughed a bit before he bobbled his head up and down.

"Yes! Yes my dear nephew! We get so few visitors at Les Pavements. I would be delighted to meet the Viscomte's man. Let him come forward if he will?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 308 posts
Tue 28 Feb 2017
at 03:44
And So It Begins....
 Gerard followed the others up the stairs of the house. As he moved along, he could see more evidence of a once grand house.  The servant guided the way down the hall with a lantern used for their illumination.

 Once they had entered the bedroom, Gerard saw an old man that was prone upon the bed, under blankets. Andre addressed the old man as the Baron, and was answered by the old one, and called the other his nephew. When Gerard was told to come forward by the Baron, the young nobleman took a few steps forward and inclined his head out of respect.

“Salutations, Mon Seigneur. I am known as Lazare, and I bring you greetings from the Viscomte de Beuvillers. He has sent me to inquire as to your health.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 204 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 1 Mar 2017
at 04:27
And So It Begins....
The pld man upon the bed squinted against the lantern's light, as feeble as it was, as he looked in his visitor's direction. Finally he nodded.

"Ah! Bienvenue! Monsieur Lazare, bienvenue to Les Pavements. You are from... from Beuvillers eh? The Viscomte wishes to know... how... cough... I am? Well for an old man... cough... I am well. Yet, not so spry as you Monsieur. Yet, I will do. Have you recently arrived from Chateau Beuvillers? If so, would you be so kind as to tell of my wife? She visits often these days you see. Her and the Viscomte's own wife have much in common."

At this Andre coughs himself.

The old man looked upon his nephew with some concern.

"My nephew? Are you well? Not coming down with a cold eh?"

"No Mon Seigneur. No, do not worry. I am well. If you are tired, we can allow you to rest." said Andre with a bow.

"No! I receive so few guests. Let Monsieur Lazare stay for a while longer. Monsieur are you a member of the Viscomye's staff then? I do not recognize... cough... you." the man said before his body is wrack by more coughing.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 312 posts
Thu 2 Mar 2017
at 02:24
And So It Begins....
 Gerard knew better than to speak of the true situation as concerned the Baroness. He wished to tell the Baron of the circumstances and her having been injured, but the cough from Andre made it clear, he wished the Baron to remain ignorant of the matter. Andre was master of this place, in all but name, and those ruffians where his creatures, Gerard had no doubt. So he remained silent on certain matters.

“Mon Seigneur, I only had a brief encounter with your wife, the Baroness. She is in god’s hands, as indeed we are all. As for my being part of the Vicomte’s household, I am more of one doing him a favor then a retainer doing his bidding.”

Gerard hated to keep the old man in the dark, as concerned his wife, but he was hardly in a position to displease Andre.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 205 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 2 Mar 2017
at 04:03
And So It Begins....
The Elder Baron Les Pavements pursed his lips in thought, recognizing mayhaps Gerard's tactful words, and finally nodded.

"Well put Monsieur Lazare, well put. As you put it we are all in God's hands oui! No one knows this as well as me. Not of his house then? Nor do I take you for a kinsman or friend. Then someone who is merely doing the Viscomte an honor or favor then. Very well Monsieur Lazare, this speaks well of you to serve him so. You may remain here as my guest then. Until you wish to take your leave. If you should return to Chateau Beuvillers tell my wife... La Baroness, that my heart is still hers and that I miss her. Would you do me this honor Monsieur? I would take it as a kindness." the Baron said with a nod.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 313 posts
Thu 2 Mar 2017
at 04:17
And So It Begins....
 Gerard nodded his head in respect to the Baron. “Je vous remercie, for your hospitality, Baron. And I shall indeed bespeak your words to the Baroness, upon my return.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 207 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 3 Mar 2017
at 05:29
And So It Begins....
The Baron bobbled his head "Merci beaucoup Monsieur Lazare. You honor me and my house with your kindness."

He then looked to Andre and said "My nephew, if you can assist Monsieur Lazare in anyway, do so S'il vous plaît."

Andre nodded and said "Oui! Of course my uncle. Even now I have offered the asssitance of our physician to assist him."

The old man coughed once more, his eyes full of concern "What? Are you ill Monsieur Lazare? Oui! Monsieur Maurice is most skillful. I shall send to you at once!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 316 posts
Sat 4 Mar 2017
at 00:36
And So It Begins....
Gerard again, nodded in respect to the Baron. “I am injured, not ill. I had an encounter with some ruffians, but I shall live. Merci beaucoup, Baron, for the offer of your Physician.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 211 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 7 Mar 2017
at 03:44
And So It Begins....
The old man's eye brows rose high and his mouth made an "o"! He then frowned and shook his head.

"We live in dangerous times Monsieur. Bandits! Mercenaries! Upstart pheasants who have forgotten their place. Andre has spoken that there may even be another war. Mon Dieu!" he said clucking his tongue.

His rheumy gray eyes then focused on Gerard one more time as if seeing him for the first time.

"You look familiar to me Monsieur Lazare. This is a nom de la guerre no doubt oui? Yet, I will not pry. I am a nobleman and gentleman, such is beneath me. I can tell you are a man of honor. Rare in these times. Where do you travel once your business is done with Le Viscomte? Are you for the road once more?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 323 posts
Tue 7 Mar 2017
at 04:07
And So It Begins....
 Gerard slowly nodded to the Baron. “Oui, these are indeed perilous times, we find ourselves in, Mon Seigneur.

 The Baron asked if Laraze was his nom de la guerre, and his future plans, once he has reported to the Vicomte. “It is as you say, Mon seigneur, I travel under a nom de la guerre, for reasons that I shall not speak of. As for my intentions, indeed, once I have spoken to the Vicomte, I am for Rouen. I have pressing affairs that must be put in order.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 212 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 8 Mar 2017
at 03:10
And So It Begins....
The old man's brow furrowed as he listened to Gerard's words.

"Rouen eh? As I have said... you seem a man of honor Monsieur. I would beg a favor of you. Of course I would indeed compensate you for your time as well. There is a banker in Rouen. I wish to take a letter of credit to him... to aid Andre as he seeks his own fortune. He wishes to join a regiment of horse. If you would do so... I would pay you a hundred livres. His name is Monsieur Fourier. I would take it as a personal kindness. Of course you are welcome at Les Pavements any time you wish to call upon me."

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 324 posts
Wed 8 Mar 2017
at 18:40
And So It Begins....
 Gerard listened to the request of the Baron, but when the old man made mention of payment, the young man’s eyes narrowed slightly. One noble offering payment to another for something so simple a task could be taken as an insult. But then Gerard recalled he was Lazare, not the son of a Noble house. He smiled to the Baron.

“Your request of me, is my honor and pleasure to carry out, Mon Seigneur. And your offer of payment is not necessary. I do this out of Noblesse oblige, not monetary gain.”

 Gerard decided that he had spent enough time with the Master of this House. He thought he could come to like the old fellow, but there were things to be done.

“I have enjoyed our conversation, Mon seigneur, but I do not wish to tax your strength. I shall inform the Vicomte and pass own your words to the Baroness. With your permission, I shall withdraw.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 216 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 13 Mar 2017
at 04:48
And So It Begins....
The old man in the bed looked to Gerard as if he was trying to make out something about the man. Finally he bobbled his head.

"Oui! You may withdraw Monsieur Lazare but not before we speak just a bit more."

Andre cleared his throat "Uncle? Monsieur Lazare is right. You must rest. So do so S'il vous plaît."

The old man sat forward and raised a near skeletal hand "Pardon! yet, I have still life in this old body. I will rest soon you shall see but first I would have one last word with Monsieur Lazare." he said turning back to Gerard.

"Pardon Monsieur Lazare,  for I was wrong to offer payment... to a gentleman. Yet a gentleman may still receive a gift from a friend for doing a good service for his friend Non?"

A thin index finger pointed to a a rough and worn desk nearby.

"Upon that guest is a gift I would give you Monsieur. Go and open it! I know it would a useful one for a man like you. Go on! S'il vous plaît!"

This message was last edited by the GM at 04:50, Mon 13 Mar 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 332 posts
Mon 13 Mar 2017
at 19:56
And So It Begins....
 The old Fox had him, and Gerard knew it. To not accept a gift offered in friendship would be in the least rude, and at worst an insult. Gerard smiled at the finality of his situation, and bowed his head to the Baron. “I would be honored to accept a gift from such a Gentleman as yourself, Mon seigneur.”

 Gerard walked over to the desk and cast his eyes upon it, seeking what the gift might be.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 217 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 14 Mar 2017
at 16:41
And So It Begins....
Upon the old desk sat a mahogany box with gold filigree. Gerard was familiar with such things for his father had one almost like it himself. Inside the old worn box was a brace of fine wheelock pistols along with a powder pouch and a bag of shot.

"To protect you better upon the road Monsieur Lazare." said the old man before a spasm of coughs wracked his body once more.

"Uncle? You should rest. Do we have your permission to take our leave?" Andre asked.

"Oui! But not before I wish you all well. Please be careful Monsieur Lazare." the old Baron said as he reclined in bed once more.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 335 posts
Tue 14 Mar 2017
at 19:21
And So It Begins....
 When the Baron bespoke of what the gift was to be, Gerard was astonished. He saw the wood case with its baroque decoration in gold upon it. Indeed, his father had such a case, with but little difference in detail of the Gold smith’s art. A pang of sorrow, for his father’s brace of pistols more than likely went toward paying the crown, for his father’s misdeed.

 Lazare opened the lid and beheld the brace of pistols within. He slowly reached into the velvet lined interior and picked up on of the pistols with the care a father might have for his new born.

“Mon Seignor, they are exquisite. I am deeply moved by this gift. I shall treasure them all the days of my life. Know this; they shall be used in only honorable endeavors. My word of honor upon that. Je vous remercie.”

 Gerard was deeply touched, but at the same time perplexed. Why would the Baron give such an expensive and personal gift to a total stranger? It was far more than needed, for what Gerard agreed to do for the old Gentleman. Perhaps it was one last gesture of being the Lord of the manor. He replaced the pistol and closed the case. After he tucked the case under his left arm, Gerard bowed as best he could to the Baron.

“It has been an honor to meet you, Baron.  May god keep you, Mon Seigneur.”

This message was last edited by the player at 02:40, Wed 15 Mar 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 218 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 15 Mar 2017
at 16:16
And So It Begins....
The pistols were exquisitely made, mayhaps by German masters. Once Gerard was ready to leave, the old baron merely nodded.

"I am sure you will use them with honor Monsieur Lazare. Indeed do so and I shall be a happy man. Now go with my blessing." he said as a slight smiled played over his thin lips.

Andre bowed low "Merci My Uncle! Now rest and I shall see you in the morning."

The nephew then opened the door and the servant held up his lantern to light their way. Andre waved him on and the nephew spoke.

"The night and day has been a long one Monsieur. We shall guide you back to your chambers and I shall send my uncle's physician to you shortly. I will soon to bed but I shall have one of my servants be at your disposal if you should need anything."

Fortunio brought up the rear as they headed to Gerard's room.

"A most beautiful gift Signore. The old man is a noble true si! One of the old guard. Some say he fought with Henry of Navarre. Perchance he himself used those to help him win his crown."

This message was last edited by the GM at 16:16, Wed 15 Mar 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 340 posts
Wed 15 Mar 2017
at 16:36
And So It Begins....
 Gerard departed the Baron’s room into the hallway. With the servant’s lantern guiding them, the group headed for what Garard supposed, was to be quarters. “ Indeed, it is a marvelous gift, to be sure. But  I cannot but wonder, why the Baron would offer a stranger such a gift. No matter, I am honored to have it."

 When they arrived at the room, Gerard  spoke to Andre. “ Thank you for the services of your Physician, as my wounds trouble . A good night’s sleep will be most welcome, indeed."

Fortunio
 NPC, 11 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Wed 15 Mar 2017
at 19:31
And So It Begins....
Andre soon took his leave and Gerad and Master Fortunio alone.

The old fencing master shrugged slightly "As I have said Signore, he is of the old guard. My guess is that he saw through you and recognized that you were of noble blood. That you hold honor as a high ideal is also evident. Your padre fought along side the converted king no? You favor him si?"

Fortunio then stood a stretched "We shall ride for the Viscomte's chateau tomorrow si? If so I should be to bed. I am not so young as I once was. You have done well here. Brought as a prisoner and leaving an honored guest. Buona fortuna Signore! Until the morning."

Not long after the Italian was gone that there came a slight knock upon the door.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 344 posts
Wed 15 Mar 2017
at 20:00
And So It Begins....
 The servant used the flame of his lantern to light a candle in the room Gerard had been assigned. After bidding Andre a good evening, it was just Lazare and  Fortunio that remained in the room.

" I suppose you are correct, old friend. The Baron is a Gentleman, and that would explain much. As for riding out in the morning, we should both get our sleep then.  Rêves agréables, vieil ami.”

 After his old teacher had departed, Gerard inspected the room to make sure nothing was amiss.  He tested the bed, and frowned, for it had seen better days, but would suffice for one night. He was about to have a better look at the brace of pistols, when there came a knock at the door. Not being totally lulled into a sense of security, Gerard drew the dagger given him by Fortunio, and cracked the door and peered out into the hallway. “ Oui?”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 219 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 16 Mar 2017
at 13:17
And So It Begins....
The old physician came in and tended Gerard's ribs. He expertly wrapped the nobleman's chest to better support the bruised ribs from the ruffians' attack. The old man, almost as old as the Baron himself, then produced a bottle of rich wine.

"A gift from the Le Baron with his compliments Monsieur Lazare. To help you sleep oui? I called upon your man... one Jacques. He is well Monsieur. I thought you would want to know. Now, I would recommend some rest and wine. Tomorrow you shall still be sore but each day will be better than the one before it. Bonsoir Monsieur!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 349 posts
Fri 17 Mar 2017
at 00:58
And So It Begins....
 Gerard let the Physician into his room, and tolerated the old man’s administrations to his wound. When the  man had finished, and offered Gerard a bottle of wine, the young nobleman thanked the older gentleman, and saw him to the door. “Meri, Monsieur le docteur.”

  Gerard locked his door and went to inspect the brace of pistols. He loaded and primed both weapons before he disrobed for bed. He made sure both weapons where within easy reach, if they where needed. He did drink a glass of wine from the bottle, before he blew out the candle.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 223 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 20 Mar 2017
at 01:11
And So It Begins....
Gerard awoke with the rays of the sun drifting in between he cracks of the shutters. The young noble could hear the activity in the courtyard below. The snorts and neighing of the horses as if they were being readied for travel. Whether it was the wine, rest or ministrations of the physician his ribs seemed less sore. As he sat upon the side of the bed Gerard heard the knock upon his door.

"Signore? Are you awake. Andre wishes you to break your fast with him. The horses... your horse is being readied for the journey to the Viscomte's Chateau. Signore?" came the muffled voice of the old swordmaster.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 353 posts
Mon 20 Mar 2017
at 01:33
And So It Begins....
 The morning found Gerard feeling much better than the night before, He slowly rolled out of bed, just as Fortunio knocked on his door. It seemed the son of the lord wished to break their fast with him. He moved to the door and unlocked and opened it, before retreating to the wash basin.

“Bonjour, Fortunio. Yes, I shall attend to Monsieur Andre presently.” Said as Lazare tended to his morning Ablutions at the basin.

 As Gerard dried himself with a towel, then garbed himself and slipped his boots on, he asked his old teacher a question. “Have you seen my retainer, and if so, is he well? And what about my weapons?”
Fortunio
 NPC, 12 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Fri 24 Mar 2017
at 01:19
And So It Begins....
The Italian swordmaster entered the room with the grace of a Master. He closed the door and leaned against it. As Gerard asked his question Fortunio nodded.

"Si Signore! Just now in the courtyard. He is with the Baron's grooms. Making sure our steeds are ready for our journey to the Viscomte's Chateau. He looked well enough and was armed. A brace of pistols Signore. That and an old sword. Did he fought in the war di Henry Signore?"

Fortunio gave a slight shrug "It would seem all is forgiven."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 358 posts
Fri 24 Mar 2017
at 01:54
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 Gerard heard Fortunio’s new, and then smiled. “Excellente. Let us not keep Andre waiting, my friend. I must say my farewells, and then return to the Vicomte to accomplish that end of things. Perhaps then, we can be on our way to Rouen."

 Gerard left the room and headed towards the stairs.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 226 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 02:04
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Gerard made the courtyard where Andre and several grooms awaited him. Of course Jacques was there as well and the retainer greeted the nobleman with a smile and nod of greeting.

"Monsieur? Are you well? I have asked about you and have only told that you have been cared for by this man's servants and his physician. You seem well enough but I would hear it from your on mouth." the old campaigner said as a hand, if by accident brushed the hilt of his antiquated sword.

Andre gave Gerard a slight bow "Go on Monsieur Lazare. Feel free to tell your man that we have made amends and that you all are free to leave Les Pavements, not only with my leave but also with my blessing. You made a great impression upon my uncle. Please give my aunt and the Viscomte my blessings. Tell my aunt that her husband misses her gratly and that her place should be here with him."

Fortunio came up behind Gerard dressed for the road and dressed in a leathers. His one eye looked about the courtyard as if he was sizing up an opponent in a duel... looking for weaknesses andd advantages that would allow him to win such a fight. Yet, he did not speak but awaited Gerard's own words it would seem.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 363 posts
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 01:07
And So It Begins....
 Gerard made his way out into the courtyard, and felt himself smiling at seeing Jacques. The young nobleman raked the older man that was his retainer, from crown to boots, seeking any signs of mistreatment. “Bonjour, Jacques. I have been treated as a guest in this house, and Monsieur Andre, is an honorable host.”

 Lazare turned and made a curt bow of one equal to another, for Andre was not the Baron, yet.

“Monsieur Andre, in spite of our misunderstanding in the beginning of our relationship, it is ending well. I thank you for the use of your Physician, and the hospitality of your home. Please tell your uncle, the Baron, I shall pray for his well-being.”

 With that being said, Gerard swung up into the saddle.

This message was last edited by the player at 01:16, Wed 29 Mar 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 229 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 30 Mar 2017
at 02:29
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Jacques D'Embrun beamed as he saw Gerard "I too have been treated well, even if I was kept apart from you Monsieur. I am glad to see you up and walking. The last time I saw you... well you were in a cart."

Andre bowed to Gerard "As Monsieur Lazare has said, that was a misunderstanding and one I regret. I shall tell my uncle this for you Monsieur. This will no doubt please him greatly. He asked me to give you this, a letter of credit,and to deliver it to a banker in Rouen. This too will please him beyond measure."

Andre held out the letter, which was sealed with the Baron's sigil.

Fortunio too climbed into the saddle and moved his horse near Gerard.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 366 posts
Thu 30 Mar 2017
at 03:01
And So It Begins....
 Gerard accepted the sealed letter, and slipped it into his shirt. “I shall deliver this, as the Baron has requested of me. I wish you well, Monsieur.”

 With that being said, Lezare tapped spurs to the horses’ flanks, and headed for the road, and back to the estate of the Vicomte.

Gerard would wait until they had ridden well away the estate of the Baron, before he would turn in his saddle and address. “Tell me true, Fortunio, those rogues that captured me, they are Andre’s creatures, and not the Barons. Oui?”
Fortunio
 NPC, 13 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Fri 31 Mar 2017
at 02:05
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Fortunio nodded "Si Signore! Those men are Andre's henchmen. Le Baron sees few outside Andre, his wife La Baroness, and his Physician. Even i have not had the old man's ear. What do you make of it? It would seem there is bad blood betwixt the Viscomte and Andre si? I have not met this Viscomte but at least he has his title while Andre seeks le Baron's own."

The Italian sat easy in the saddle as they rode onward. Jacques took his position at the rear, his eyes darted this way and that as if the old campaigner expected an ambuscade!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 367 posts
Fri 31 Mar 2017
at 02:11
And So It Begins....
 “Gerard listened to what his one-time fencing master told him.

“ Do you think that this Andre is indeed the Baron’s nephew? And if so, why would he send his rogues to waylay the Baronesses’ coach? What could he gain with either her death or capture? He has the Baron’s favor already, so it makes no sense to me. What are your thoughts, Fortunio?”

This message was last edited by the player at 02:15, Fri 31 Mar 2017.

Fortunio
 NPC, 14 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 13:26
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Fortunio frowned as he listened and finally shrugged nonchalantly.

"Si! I do think he is the nephew... but only Mi Dio knows. Perché? In truth those are the men he knows. Andre lived how he must si? He had no money... Was not raised well no? His padre died when he was young and... mama shortly after. It took time to find his uncle. For some time he did not know. So he lived... the best way he can. This is my thought si? Now why the Baroness... Andre is no well known. The Baroness has friends in high places si? Just what would happen if... somehow... she could have the baron plant ah bambino in the belly si? I have seen stranger things. The baron is... vecchio... old but not dead."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 382 posts
Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 15:56
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 The small group followed the road that lead them back to the estate of the Vicomte, and from there to…..Rouen. Lazare listened to his Italian companion, as they rode side by side.

“Oui, I suppose it is, as you say, but it still does not give him the right to waylay a Noble woman on the King’s Road. But as long as she remains in the Vicomtes household, she should be safe enough. I shall report my findings to the Vicomte, speak the words of the Baron to his wife, the Baroness, and then we shall be upon our way. What say you, to that, Fortunio?”

 Lazare still had a lingering doubt, in the back of his mind, as concerned the well-being of the Baroness, but he had done what could be done, to his way of thinking.
Fortunio
 NPC, 15 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 19:04
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Fortunio smiled and gave Gerard a curt nod.

"Si! Bene Signore! I will be very happy si!" he said smiling as they rode.

Gerard's eyes caught movement upon the road. A horseman leading a line of soldiers it seemed. They were heading in Gerard's small company's direction. The lead rider seemed to sit well in the saddle and had two pistols holstered on either side withing easy reach. there were in total of about twenty riders followed by some two score on foot. The first appeared to musketeers and the second carried long stout pikes upon the shoulders. All were dressed in all manner of clothes but all wore red sashes and red plumes or feathers in their hats or bassinets.

As the lead ride caught sight of Gerard's group he called a halt and then waited on the nobleman... to announce attentions.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 383 posts
Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 20:08
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When Lezare saw the soldiers, a smile came to his face, as he had always wished to be a Cavalier, growing up. Gerard was about to have his small band move off the road, and give way to the soldiers. But when he saw the small column halt, and the obvious officer seeming to wait for Gerard to make the next move, he said to his companions, “Wait here." then rode forward.

 The young nobleman rode towards the officer and reigned up at a respectful distance, and raised his right hand in a gesture of greeting.

“God keep you this day, Monsieur.” This was a common enough greeting in France, and many other places.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 238 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 21 Apr 2017
at 01:45
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The horseman gracefully doffed his wide brimmed hat with a scarlet plume as he bowed forward while keeping steady upon his stallion.

"Bonjour Monsieur! Ca va?" he said grinning ear to ear. "I am sure God is smiling upon me... my folk are known to be highly blessed. My name is Riordan O'Neill. Subaltern in the regiment of Hiérosme de Challons, comte de Challons. We are for Rouen but have yet one more stop to make. Are you familiar with these environs?"

The man spke his french well if lightly accented... English perhaps?


Gerard had heard of Barons de Challons. Through the Wars of Religion the barons de Challons were loyal allies of the princes de Condé and supporters of Henri de Navarre, later King Henri IV le Grand. The sixth baron, Salomon de Challons, elevated to count in 1594, was killed by an exploding cannon at the siege of Amiens in 1597!

This message was last edited by the GM at 01:46, Fri 21 Apr 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 386 posts
Fri 21 Apr 2017
at 02:42
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 The young Cavalier could not help but smile, when he heard where this merry band was heading for. He slowly nodded, then replied.

“Bein recontre, Monsieur O’Neill. I go by the name of Lazare, my Nom de la guerre. Indeed, I was born and raised in la Normandie. If I cannot help you, I am sure my retainer can. What information do you require?”

 While he was no seasoned Captain, Gerard had been told and read much of warfare, so from an academic viewpoint, he was well versed. He took the measure of the men with Captain O’Neill.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 239 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 21 Apr 2017
at 02:54
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OOC: Give me a Captaincy Roll please!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 387 posts
Fri 21 Apr 2017
at 02:55
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22:55, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 7 using 1d20.  Captaincy roll.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 240 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 21 Apr 2017
at 03:30
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Gerard notes the men are resting but really have not broken rank though some might my be resting on his pike or leaning upon a musket. The horses appear to be of good quality and well cared for. the weapons appear the same. They seem to be reasonably trained and disciplined.

"Aye Begorra! Seeems I be blessed indeed Monsieur Lazare!" O'Neill said with a wink grinning ear to ear.

"I be most obliged with your aid. We seek a place... nearby if the rumor is true. The Chateaux Les Pavements. Have you heard of such a place?" he said as he donned his hat.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 388 posts
Sat 22 Apr 2017
at 01:58
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 When the “Englishmen” bespoke of where it was he was seeking, Lazare briefly looked to the Heavens, and wondered if god had a sense of humor, but then his attention returned to the fellow opposite him.”

 “Oui, I and my companions have just departed the place you seek, perhaps an hour ago. I can give you directions there, for it is not far. If I might be so bold, as to ask, what business takes you there, Monsieur?”

Comte De Treville
 GM, 241 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 23 Apr 2017
at 04:03
And So It Begins....
Still smiling O'Neill nodded "Of course Monsieur Lazare. Le comte de Challons himself bid me stop by. The Baron is on good terms with de Challons and wishes his nephew to join the regiment. I aim to meet the man and judge him myself. Yet, as you have said... fortune has shined on me for you have been there and surely have met this very man. What is your measure of le Baron's nephew? If I may be so bold?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 389 posts
Mon 24 Apr 2017
at 02:01
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 Gerard just regarded the Captain of the troop upon the road. He was not sure how to answer that man's question,in truth. But an answer he did finally provide.

" I found him to be determined, Monsieur, very determined. He knows what he wants,and seems willing to do what needs doing, to achieve his goals."
Comte De Treville
 GM, 242 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 24 Apr 2017
at 02:17
And So It Begins....
O'Neill threw back his head and laughed and then winked at Gerard before speaking.

"Dehvil taeke it! Monsieur Lazare, I like you! Your answer was quite... diplomatic if what I hear be true. You seem ah mahn well versed ta horseback. Have you served on campaign afore now?"

He turned to the horseman next to him and said "Let the men rest ah wee bit. The Nephew, it's him we t’be chaesin’ aftaer ‘er ahll."

Then back to Gerard "May I have ah word wi' ya then Monsieur Lazare? Just us two if ya please?"

This message was lightly edited by the GM at 02:52, Mon 24 Apr 2017.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 390 posts
Mon 24 Apr 2017
at 02:37
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  Lazare raised an eyebrow, in response to the comment of the Nephew being “chased”. Perhaps it was just a turn of a phrase, but did this group mean his late host, good or ill.

 When Captain O’Neill asked to speak with Lazare in private, the young nobleman slowly nodded.

"Comme vous le souhaitez, Monsieur.” And moved his horse off the road with the "Englishman”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 243 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 24 Apr 2017
at 14:44
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O'Neill did likewise with grace as he came even with Gerard, the Irishman smiled.

"Please feel free ta speak yer miend  Monsieur Lazare. I'm an honest mohn aye! The truth be told I know not this mohn... Le Baron's nephew but I have been asked ta see him n' soon. I have heard there be ah slieght disagreement between him and ah-nother nobleman here aboots. I jus want to do the right thing fer de Challons, as I have promised. Le Baron has the money ta help out the regiment but I'd say Damnaeshunn ta the gold and be the first ta wahlk awaey from the mohney if the nephew be less than honorable and the  Dehvil taeke the hindmost!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 391 posts
Mon 24 Apr 2017
at 18:45
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 When the two men, had move away from the others, Lazare gave the other man a measured look, when asked again, his honest opinion of le Baron’s nephew.

 “Monsieur, my time with le Baron’s nephew was but a short one.  As I said, from my initial impression he seemed determined  but adaptable as circumstances demand. I do not know anything about the man, and would need more time to make an informed opinion. If you wish me give my honest opinion of the nephew, I would say it is neutral. But it is best you come to your own conclusions, about Monsieur Andre.”

“ I met briefly with le Baron, and he seems an honorable Gentleman, that has embraced one as his nephew, Andre.”


 Lazare fell silent then, a sure sign he had nothing more to say upon the matter.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 244 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 25 Apr 2017
at 17:02
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O'Neill listened with a neutral expression and once Gerard was finished ,and the Irishman knew he would get no more from him on the subject, he nodded.

"Tres Bon Monsieur Lazare! His name be Andre then? Merci! Ye have been Mohst helpful. If ye are loke'n fer ah place come see me in Rouen. I'll be saty'n at Le Hotel de Cygne Noir. Noow I'd best be oon me way."

O'Neill then moved his horse back to the road and tipped his hat before turning to his troops.

"Moove oot!" then turned to Gerard "Top o’ the moernin’ to ye, Mistaer Lazare!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 395 posts
Tue 25 Apr 2017
at 18:50
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  Lazare  Nodded to the “Englishman” in response to the others thanks. When the Captain led his small column past, the young Cavalier doff his hat, and bowed to O’Neill.” Allez avec dieu.Monsieur.”

 He that was known as Lazare, wheeled his horse and rode back to his companions. “ It seems that those soldiers are heading for the estate of le Baron. Something about money for the  funding of a regiment for de Challons. Asked my opinion of Andre, he indeed did. I answered in the best way I could, considering the circumstances of my association with the man."

 Gerard watched the soldiers as they became ever smaller on the road. Finally, he turned his horse. “ Gentleman, let us continue on to the  Chateau of the vi Comte, and conclude matters. I am anxious to reach the city, and conduct my affairs.” He put spurs to horse and headed off down the road.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 247 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 26 Apr 2017
at 11:38
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The three rode at a leisurely pace but with a purpose at heart. The slight breeze was a nice contrast to the sun's warm upon their face. There were few upon the road saw for a few peasants making it to or from the fields... most were most likely scared of the troop that had just passed for they usually took what they wanted when but none looked worse for the wear as far as Gerard could see. So the horses ate up the leagues and the three companions made Le Chateaux de Viscomte by early afternoon.

"Le Baroness is still here si?" asked Fortunio.

Jacques bounded off his horse and took the other two's mounts as well. This unnecessary as le Viscomte's own grooms were soon in the yard.

Gerard's keen eyes picked out another familiar form coming out to greet them... Brother Martin!
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 19 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Wed 26 Apr 2017
at 11:38
And So It Begins....
The monk gave Gerard a slight bow but a warm smile.

"Mon Dieu! It is most wonderful to see you Monsieur! Jean- Luc spoke of you being injured and an ambuscade! Are you well Monsieur? Le Viscomte was worried and sent for the Provost Marshall to bring charges against Le Baron Les Pavements whom he thinks responsible. Le Baroness is doing better and grateful for your help. She asked about you but I told her you... you were unavailable."  said the monk rushing to embrace Gerard!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 399 posts
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 00:44
And So It Begins....
 It was good to see the estate of  the Vicomte again, in truth. Lazare swung down from his horse to greet one of his companions.

“ It is God’s truth, good Brother, I am well pleased to see you again. I am well enough, now but slightly wounded. My tale is indeed a strange one, and best told over a good glass of wine.” He said with a smile.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 16 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 00:55
And So It Begins....
"Did someone say wine! I would drink a glass to health and return Monsieur! I raced back here as quick as I may but only arrived this morning. Mon Dieu! I thought you dead. The Provost Marshal is coming and the Viscomte has been sharpening his blade and primin his pistols... in truth his servants do this as I would happily do for you. Ahhhh is it... Fortunio who rides with you? It is! You one-eyed rascal! Tis good to see you again."

Jean-Luc came forward and said "Mon Pardon! Monsieur!"

Gerard's valet and groom embraced the nobleman and it would seem he would not let go!
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 400 posts
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 01:01
And So It Begins....
 Before Lazare could get a word in edge wise, as concerned his Lackey, he found himself in a death grip.

“Jean-Luc, I am pleased to see you, as well. And I know you did what you could…..Uhm…Jean-Luc, is it your intention that we remain in this pose? “ Asked Lazare, in a tone of only mild admonishment.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 17 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 16:50
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Jean-Luc released his embrace a took a step back. He gave his master a slight shrug and sheepish smile.

"Does that mean we can have the wine now Monsieur? You know that worrying and wondering is such a thirsty business. Yet, you are wise and already know such things. Oui Monsieur?"
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 20 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 16:50
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The monk cleared his throat.

"Pardon Monsieur? Yet there may be more pressing business and the wine can wait perchance? Le Baorness would have a word with you Monsieur. As I have said she was most grateful for your assistance against the brigands. She has regained consciousness only last night. She had no memory of it all but I explained your roll in the whole affair. As I have said she is most pleased. If I may be so bold Monsieur. Le Baroness is the only common key that may unlock this ongoing feud with Le Viscomte and Le Baron."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 402 posts
Sun 30 Apr 2017
at 20:20
And So It Begins....
 The good Brother certainly got the attention of Lazare, with his words. The young nobleman felt a weight upon his soul, or should he say more weight, besides that of the potential fate of his family.

 “ Brother, what would you have of me?"  but continued in a low voice,for the Brother's ears alone. "As I see matters, this is a dispute between two noble houses. The chess board set between them, is what we stumbled onto, and became unwilling pieces. But I am not clear as to whom might be player or game piece. And in the light of god’s day, I am not sure I want to know.”

 Gerard said with this with not much conviction, as the Cavalier in him, still had the nagging doubt, as concerned the Ladies safety, if she ever returned to the Baron’s house.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 21 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Mon 1 May 2017
at 03:30
And So It Begins....
The Monk nodded in  and paused to think but Gerard's mind he had been thinking upon this very thing for the past day.

"Oui! It would seem so Monsieur. Yet, is not all of France such a board. The only thing one can ponder what piece they shall play upon such a board. The King is taken as is that of the Queen Mother. One must decide in he shall become a pawn... or a knight. You have the makings of a cavalier oui! Yet, one can not sit upon his horse with the backing of a King... or at least a bishop. It would not harm you to see La Baroness. Perchance she can shed some light. At the the very least you man gain the favor of a noble lady and through her le Baron. Think upon it Monsieur. Just set your mind to it for a while."

Just then there was a shout "Monsieur Lazare! You live! Mon Dieu! Come let me have a look at you."

The Viscomte was standing upon the steps and he was girded for war.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 406 posts
Tue 2 May 2017
at 02:15
And So It Begins....
 Lazare  exhaled, and looked  resigned. “ Oui, there is wisdom in what you say, Brother. But I do not like the taste of this matter. I am beginning to understand what my father meant, when he said that the Court and politics, was a nest of vipers.”

 He was about to say more, to the good brother, when the Vicomte made an appearance. And what an appearance. He was garbed in armor, complete with plumed helmet, sword and pistols. He looked every inch the god of war, Mars.

 Lazare walked over to stand before the Vicomte,and doft his hat and bowed. “ Mon Seigneur, I am indeed whole and hail, save for a slight discomfort. I met with Le Baron, and we had a conversation. He yet lives, but seems bed ridden for the most part. He sends his compliments to you, and bids me do the same to the Baroness.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 255 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 2 May 2017
at 02:51
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin only inclined his head as the Viscomte spoke. The nobleman's eyes examined Gerard closely as if spy some wound here or there.

"Your lackey spoke of an attack. Said it was those same roadside ruffians who attempted murder upon La Baroness. I have sent for the Provost Marshall and he should arrive no later than this evening. I have ordered my men armed to assist him as shall I." the nobleman said with a curt nod.

"So? Who was behind it? You say the baron is alive but unwell... truly it could not be him. Yet, I suspect this deviltry is not above his nephew Andre. The Provost Marshall will get to these answers."

Finally, he said "Where are my manners. Come inside! Have some wine. You may give La Baroness his compliments as she is now awake but remains faint."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 413 posts
Thu 4 May 2017
at 03:25
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  “Merci, Mon seigneur. A cup of wine would be most welcome.”

Lazare followed the Vicomte to have some wine. He used the time to gather his thoughts, and decide how he was going to relate his tale to the Nobleman.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 259 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 4 May 2017
at 03:35
And So It Begins....
Le Viscomte gathered Gerard and helped inside. They went to the noble's own study where a footman poured two goblets and brought them to both men. Le Viscomte raised his glass!

"To your return and health Monsieur! it may seem like a small thing but to have this glass of wine with you is something I thought lost. You spoke with Le Baron? You said he lives but bed ridden then?" he paused but a moment to gather his upcoming thought.

"I may not have always agreed with him I always thought he was a honorable man. I hope there is a way to spare him the indignity of arrest but these ruffians. I have garnered from the spy earlier. He admitted that Andre pit him against me and had him snooping about. Thanks to you he will spy no more."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 415 posts
Fri 5 May 2017
at 02:22
And So It Begins....
 When Lazare was alone in the Vicomte’s study, he related events as they happened at the Baron’s residence. Gerard included the fact that Andre blamed the attempted murder/abduction of the Baroness on the ruffians trying to kill the woman to make sure she could bear no son to the Baron. He also made mention of the fact that a troop of Mixed cavalry,Pike and Musketeers this very hour, headed for the Baron’s with the intention of asking Andre to join the Regiment at leComte de Challions bidding.

 The only fact that Lezare omitted from the details, from the time he had been taken, until his return to the Vicomtes residence, was the involvement and name of Fortunio. As far as the Vicomte was concerned, the Italian was just another retainer, newly hired. Lazare did this out of fear, that the Vicomte might have the man detained.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:27, Fri 05 May 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 261 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 5 May 2017
at 02:54
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Viscomte listened and sipped his wine. When Gerard mentioned ruffians's involvement in the affair of the Baroness, a frown swept over his features. It deepened after he heard the name De Challions.

"You were kept at Les Pavements no? If so perchance you can identify the ruffians if they were present. You may also bring forth charges yourself being accosted upon the King's highway by highwaymen! Oui! You can aid me in the arrest of Andre and his minions beside. When the Provost Marshall arrives I would like you to speak with him."

He then drained his wine before continuing.

"Le Baron is wise though. De Challions has the ear of Prince de Condé. They say he is in Rouen or will be soon. Having two such as those may prevent his imprisonment unless his arrest can be mad e before he reaches that city. Will you accompany me to Les Pavements Monsieur?"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 421 posts
Sun 7 May 2017
at 00:46
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 A look of alarm crossed the features of Lazare.” Mon Seigneur, forgive me, but I need to point out,that the English Captain of that troop of Mercenaries informed me,the Baron is on good terms with De Challions. Something about, providing funds for a regimen, it seems. The Baron wants Andre to join the regiment that de Challions is raising. There is no proof that anyone at Les Pavements gave the order for what transpired on the road with the Baroness.  Andre had me released once it was explained that I was only trying to add the Baroness. Yes, there is something not quite right at Les Pavements, but if you go storming into the Baron’s home with armed men, there might be a fight with those Mercs. Without that proof, the best you can hope for ,is to make an enemy of the Baron,and at worst, cause a skirmish,and still make a powerful enemy.”

 Gerard  lowered his head, and spoke in a soft tone.

“ Please Forgive my impertanence, for offering unasked for counsel. Mon Seigneur.”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 265 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 7 May 2017
at 01:21
And So It Begins....
At first the Viscomte seemed upset. He stood slowly as a frown passed over his handsome features. He walked over to his desk and poured more wine. He paused a s few heartbeats as he sipped the wine and pursed his lips. Finally he slowly turned toward Gerard once more.

"Though it would not be my wish but thinking upon what you said Monsieur, I do see wisdom in your counsel. It would not do to make such powerful enemies like Conde and De Challions as you have said. especially if they have an army at their beck and call. No! We shall do as you say. Yet, the Provost Marshall shall be here soon. You do not think you could place blame upon the ruffians that attacked you? At least them. It would let Andre know that attacking the baroness and men like you at least comes with a cost. Of course I shall turn over my servant turned spy."

He walked back toward Gerard, sipping his wine as he came.

"The Baroness has asked about you. Will you speak with her Monsieur? I know it would lift her spirits. Your Brother Martin has done wonders and I owe you both much for the services you have performed for La Baroness."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 424 posts
Mon 8 May 2017
at 01:17
And So It Begins....
  Gerard listened to Vicomte and slowly nodded in agreement. “Oui, those that did the deed against Baroness, must face justice. Perhaps a few years in the Galleys shall set them to the right path in life I am to join de Challions regiment myself, or so I had thought to do. Perhaps another course of action is called for now."

 Lezare drained his goblet of wine, then spoke again. “  Mais bein sur, I shall be honored to speak with her ladyship.”

Comte De Treville
 GM, 268 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Mon 8 May 2017
at 02:24
And So It Begins....
Viscomte rose as well and gave Gerard a slight nod "De Challions is a honorable man I hear. If one is to rise high than joining a regiment is the best one may hope for. If I was not too old I would think upon it myself. When the Provost Marshal arrives we can speak on the criminals once more. Now follow me. I shall take you to La Baroness."


*****   ***   *****
The bedchamber was well furnished complete with a canopy bed. Two servants were waiting on the Lady when the two men knocked and entered.

"Madame? I have someone whom you wished to speak. A one Monsieur Lazare. The man who helped save you upon the King's Highway. Do you feel well enough for company Madame?" asked the Viscomte.

Though her head was bandaged and her skin had a pallor to iy, yet she was still beautiful. The noblewoman nodded.

"OUI! Please do come in Monsieur Lazare! I have waited some time to speak with you." she said nodding to the two maid servants, who curtsied and left along with the Viscomte.

"Ca va Monsieur Lazare? I hope you are well. I owe much to you and Brother Martin. You have my deepest graditude."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 426 posts
Tue 9 May 2017
at 01:37
And So It Begins....
 Lazare followed the Vicomte to the chamber that housed the recovering Baroness. When he entered the bedroom, even in her diminished state, she was a beauty to behold. When the lady spoke to him, he hardly comprehended her words, as he was just staring as her, like some lack wit. Gerard’s experience with the fairer sex was limited, so he gawked.

 Finally. The young cavalier rallied his thought and removed his hat, and bowed to the Lady upon the bed.

“Dieu vous sauve,Madame. It was my honor to offer a service to you. I am pleased to see you are upon the mend.”

Gerard found himself staring at her again, like the moth to the flame. He realized he was being rude, so he averted his eyes a moment. “ The Vicomte said you wish to speak with me, Baroness.”

This message was last edited by the player at 01:49, Tue 09 May 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 271 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 9 May 2017
at 04:13
And So It Begins....
La Baroness continued to smile at the young cavalier. She made sure that remained covered but nodded toward a sedan chair next to the bed.

"Merci Monsieur! Will you sit S'il vous plaît?" she said. "I wished to thank you... for they say it was you that came to my assistance. Placing yourself in harms way to sve me. Brother Martin also travels with you no? He too has done so much to help me. I do not know I may thank you but know that I am so grateful. What is your name Monsieur? I would know who I must thank. I would also have a name to take to my husband. He is Le Baron de Les Pavements. He is a honorable man Monsieur! I know he would want to thank you personally. He is... well he is a kind and just man but he is also very ill. He is unable to leave the Chateaux these days."

Suddenly realizing that she has been going on for a while, she paused to allow him to take a seat and answer her questions.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 428 posts
Wed 10 May 2017
at 02:28
And So It Begins....
 Lazare sat on a chair near to the bed that held the most beautiful creature, his eyes had ever beheld. But then again, Gerard was a worldly ten and nine years of age, a vast ocean of knowledge in an academic sense., a mere brook in worldly matters. He found himself wanting to break a vow he had just made a handful of days ago. Never to reveal his true name until he was in a position to regain his families honor. And yet he was dearly tempted to tell her his true name.
“Baroness, I wish I could tell you my true name, as god as my witness, I wish it so. But I swore a vow to remain Lazare until I fulfill my purpose in this world. For the time being, I must remain Lazare, please forgive me.”

 His eyes again looked upon hers, and as a man being swallowed up into an ocean of beauty, he was lost in her twin orbs. He had to shake his head to think clearly, and even then, she was not totally successful.

“ Ahhhh, ahem, I have been to Les Pavements, Madame. I had the honor of speaking to your husband, the Baron. He bad me tell you, that his heart is still yours and that he misses you.”

Comte De Treville
 GM, 272 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Wed 10 May 2017
at 03:01
And So It Begins....
La Baroness did not seem taken aback by Gerard's answer about his name. That he had already proven his honor to her by his actions she seemed content with his answer.

"Oh Monsieur Lazare! Non! Do not fret over your name. For actions have already told me everything i must know about you. I shall be honored to call you by that name. Ahhh! So you spoke with my husband?" she said bringing her clasped hands to her heart.

"Monsieur Lazare, you have made me most happy! That he yet lives and that he misses me. How may I thank you Monsieur? I already owe you so much and now you have brought me such news. Brother martin said I should be able to travel in a day or two. May I beg of you of one more favor? Will you escort my carriage back to Les Pavements. He you are in haste to travel then I shall understand. So do not feel beholden to me. As I have said... you have already done more than I can repay."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 438 posts
Wed 24 May 2017
at 23:53
And So It Begins....
 Lazare heard the request of this most charming woman, and he wanted nothing more, then to accommodate her. But he did hesitate, for in his opinion, she was not safe in the place she wished to go.

“Dame la plus noble, I must inform you, it is my opinion, which the Nephew, Andre, ordered his men to erect that barricade, and then either abduct you, or god forbid, something even darker. Andre lied to me, and informed me those ruffians where in the service of your lord husband. But I have a source that claims differently. I must decline your request as I feel you are not safe, if you return to Les Pavements, at this time.”

This message was last edited by the player at 23:57, Wed 24 May 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 280 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Thu 25 May 2017
at 02:01
And So It Begins....
It seemed her smile stayed upon her full lips but now it seemed forced.

"It is fine Monsieur Lazare, I know you are a man of the highest honor. I accept your decision and will not try to sway you from it. The Viscomte has said as much. Because Le Baron loves him so... I have always given Andre the benefit of the doubt. He wishes to arrest Andre... Le Viscomte does. Yet, I know this will dishonor Le Baron as well. I wish here was a way... a way to have Andre leave Les Pavements but not in shackles."

She sighed loudly and then laid back "With or without your escort I must return to Les Pavements. My brave husband is in poor health and each day may be his last. My place is at his side Monsieur Lazare. I must return... I must!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 439 posts
Thu 25 May 2017
at 02:57
And So It Begins....
Gerard frowned, but then his expression softened as he saw the grief and concern in the woman for her husband. A sudden thought came to his mind, a course of action that required tact, diplomacy, and time was not his friend.

 " Madame, I shall do what I can, to see that Andre is not there when you return, and with god's grace, your husband shall not be disgraced. I do not think we shall meet again until sometime has elapsed. I wish you and your husband god's grace.”

 Lazare bowed to the Baroness, then departed her chambers. He made his way down the stairs in search  of his retainers. His plan was to gather his men to him, then depart the Vicomte’s Chateau, and back to the Baron’s residence.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 281 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 26 May 2017
at 01:19
And So It Begins....
La Baroness seemed quite uncertain by what Gerard had said and all was known by the quizzical look upon her face!

"Oui! Merci Monsieur Lazare! Whether it be tomorrow or many years to come, you shall always be welcome in my presence. Va avec dieu! Va avec dieu Monsieur Lazare!" 
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 22 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Fri 26 May 2017
at 01:20
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin was just outside La Baroness' door as he was her acting physician. Once Gerard was seen leaving in such haste, he called out.

"Monsieur? Is all well? You leave so quickly... is La Baroness well then. Must I attend her?"

The monk's face was full of concern but there was some curiosity there as well...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 440 posts
Fri 26 May 2017
at 01:39
And So It Begins....
 Lazare came to a sudden halt in the hallway. The words of the good Brother caused him to want to tell all.

“ Good Brother, I am in a quandary, to say the least. The Vicomte wants to ride to the Baron’s residence and arrest Andre and his men. The Baroness does not want this as it will shame the Baron. We have a group of Mercs led by an Englishman  that is either at the Barons or will be shortly. How can all parties be satisfied in this? The only way I can see to try and fix this situation, is to convince Andre to join the regiment of de Challons with me,and get away from this matter. In that way, all shall not have what they want, but honor of all will remain intact. His rogues must be sacrificed to the law, as is right and proper, but this Andre will be under the protection of de Challons and out of the fray. It is the only solution I can come up with…if I had any sense, I would wash my hands of this mess, and be about my own business. But it seems I have no sense.”

 Gerard had blurted out these facts without drawing a breath.
Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 23 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Sat 3 Jun 2017
at 19:12
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 284):

Brother Martin seemed to be caught off guard by Gerard's sudden outburst but he held up a warding hand. His thin lips pursed in thought as he closed his eyes. Finally he sighed.

"Monsieur Lazare... " he said with a slight tug at the corner of his mouth. "... I think this is a most marvelous plan! I shall stay... I must finish the care for La Baroness yet still I may be able to stall the provost marshal for a while as well as calm the mind of Le Viscomte. If you still plan to journey to Rouen I can meet you there. Though if I may be so bold... be careful of de  Challons. Word is he is scheming with de Conde and he against the King and the Queen Mother. If this is indeed true then any who join his banner may be labeled traitors to the crown."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 448 posts
Tue 6 Jun 2017
at 02:01
And So It Begins....
  Lazare nodded to the Brother.” Your take your counsel to heart, Brother. I shall do what I can, to convince this Nephew to accept my counsel. With God’s grace, we shall meet again in Rouen. Until then, go with God.”

 Gerard then went to seek out his Lackey, and have their gear and horses made ready for travel.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 18 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Wed 7 Jun 2017
at 02:08
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 286):

It was not hard to find the lackey. Gerard only had to follow the noise. Jean-Luc was busy holding court and a bottle of wine.

"Oui! Moi Master, "Monsieur Lazare, is known to both Le Viscomte and La Baroness! Ah-ha! See! You thought me some lowly vagabond eh? Non! I am Jean-Luc Le Chat. Soon we shall travel to Rouen oui! Thereour fortune shall be won!"

"Your fortune eh?" cried another servant, a stocky groomsman no doubt. "You have already stolen three psitoles from me you rascal!"

Jean-Luc just smiled and wagged a finger "Non! I won them from you. Your luck is worse than your breath Jean-Baptiste! My Master is blessed with skill and moi... I am blessed with luck!"
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 450 posts
Wed 7 Jun 2017
at 02:27
And So It Begins....
"Lazare" followed the sounds of several servants gathered outside of the kitchen of the Chateau. By the flowing of wine and the blanket upon the ground with knucklebones, it seemed that Jean-Luc was in his element.

“There you are, Jean-Luc. If you can dislodge yourself from your new friends, you must make ready our gear and horses for departure. Vite, Vite.”

Gerard stood there with hands upon his hips,with a slight scowl upon his features.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 19 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Wed 5 Jul 2017
at 03:22
And So It Begins....
Lean-Luc turned slowly around with a sheepish smile.

"We leave Monsieur? But we have just returned non? You need your rest Monsieur! Some wine perhaps? Oui! Wine! Le Viscomte was generous and his wine is the best. Come! We shall share a glass." he said with a pleading tone in his voice.

The servants about him began to snicker and whisper among themselves.
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 462 posts
Wed 5 Jul 2017
at 21:27
And So It Begins....
 Gerard was not a hard hearted man, as a rule, but time was not their friend for what he had in mind. “ By all the saints, I gave you an instructions to be carried out. Time is of the essence, and if you do not wish to feel my boot where you sit, make ready to depart. “  Spoken in a normal tone of voice.
Jean-Luc Le Chat
 NPC, 20 posts
 Lackey
 Groom
Wed 2 Aug 2017
at 02:17
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 290):

Jean-Luc thought it worth a try but also knew the limits of his master. He had felt that very boot on more than one occasion and had no desire to feel it again. So there was nothing for it... he must obey.

The valet gave his master a low bow "Oui! I shall enlist some help Monsieur! The horses will be ready when you arrive at the stables. How many will ride with us Monsieur? Just us... or will there be others?"

The knot of servants behind the lackey gave a variety of responses. Some whispered among themselves while others actual laughed and scoffed at poor Jean-Luc. In the in end Gerard was aware of several grooms in this ragged group of discontents. They were or Viscomte's employ and not his own though...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 490 posts
Sun 20 Aug 2017
at 22:44
And So It Begins....
 Gerard got his Lackey motivated, finally, but the other servants in the gaggle just gawked at him. He then realized they were his host’s creatures, and would inform their Master of this. He did the only thing he could think of, to stall the inevitable.

“You lazy, worthless, things, you think this is a jest?” He glared at the other servants. “I am sure the Viscount will wish to know which of his servants are loafing, during the day. Get off your backsides and asset my man, or I will see each and every one of you thrashed. Bouget oi!" He shouted this last word.

This message was last edited by the player at 22:48, Sun 20 Aug 2017.

Martin Le Maigre
 NPC, 24 posts
 Benedictine
 Monk
Mon 21 Aug 2017
at 12:18
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 292):

The room became quiet after Gerard's stern reprimand! This was soon followed by a flurry of movement as servants, lackeys, and grooms scattered with some colliding with one another as they moved to carry out the nobleman's behests. Only the lone cook was left... and she returned busily to prepare for the next meal.

*****   ***  *****

Once outside in the courtyard Gerard was pleased to see four horses saddled and looking splendid in the sun. Jean-luc was still busy brushing down Gerard's horse which pawed the hard dirt-packed ground. Fortunio stood there with his fine rapier hanging lazily upon his hip. Jacques was there as well. The gifted pistols ticked into his broad belt. He gave Gerard a slight bow in greeting. Lastly, Brother Martin was there in his somber black robes and he too bowed to Gerard.

"Well Monsieur! I will pray that God goes with you this day. If all goes as planned you will indeed make a most complicated situation less so. I shall stay to continue to tend to the needs of La Baroness in hopes she will be able to depart in a few days. I shall also try my best to ease things with the provost marshal... failing that, do my best to stall his departure. I shall try to find you once I return to Rouen. Yet, if our paths do not cross you may find me at L' Abbaye Saint-Ouen de Rouen. Now go with God."
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 495 posts
Thu 31 Aug 2017
at 15:38
And So It Begins....
 Gerard inspected his mount, but not before he greeted those that would ride with him. When the good brother came forth, he young noble went to speak with the good brother.

 After Brother Martian had his say, Gerard spoke? “Perhaps so, but I feel like I have been enveloped by a whirlwind of events, and it is hard to remain on my feet. But be that as it may, I feel this is the best solution to a tangled affair.  Pray for me, good Brother. I shall see you in Rouen, God willing. Fare Bein.”

Gerard mounted his horse, and then addressed his companions. “We depart in haste, for our business is not a friend to time.” With a wave of his hand. “ Suis Moi.”
Fortunio
 NPC, 16 posts
 Fencing Master
 Italian Mercenary
Fri 1 Sep 2017
at 04:16
And So It Begins....
Brother Martin waved and said "Au revoir mon amie!"

As the four horsemen raced out of Le Viscomte's courtyard and along the King's Highway. Not more than five miles down the road Gerard noticed the tell tale signs of a fire! Though to the young nobleman's mind could not guess how such a fire would be found upon both sides of the road.

"Monsieur!" cried Jean-luc! "We must stop!"

"Or hasten our pace!" shouted Fortunio!




Each Horse will bolt on a roll of 1-4 on 1D6. Each round a Man must make a Horsemanship check to stay in the saddle, with a -3 penalty. Failing the check results in in the rider falling from the Horse, causing 2D6 general damage; succeeding at Dex/2 or less stops the Horse.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 497 posts
Fri 1 Sep 2017
at 19:48
And So It Begins....
 They rode like the hounds of hell, snapped at their horse’s rear hooves. The King’s road war ate up. But suddenly, they troupe stopped fire burning on both sides of the road. Gerard raised his right arm as he reigned up his horse upon the road. He looked to both sides to see if there was a way around the obstacle. “Arrêt!”
Comte De Treville
 GM, 323 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Sun 3 Sep 2017
at 16:56
And So It Begins....
As Gerard peered to both sides of the road trying to discern what, if any, path may allow them to continue. For certain riding down the King's road before them was indeed one. The danger was very apparent but the nobleman thought if there was yet another way...



Roll your Wit or lower to see what you may see...
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 498 posts
Sun 3 Sep 2017
at 20:09
And So It Begins....
16:08, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 18 using 1d20.  Wit roll. Wit of 15, ergo fail.
Comte De Treville
 GM, 330 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Tue 19 Sep 2017
at 02:24
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 298):

Gerard stared into the flames but could not find another way around as the woods on both sides of the road were afire. There seemed there were but two choices for the nobleman... one he could wait for the fire to burn out and the smoke cleared to allow travel upon the road. This may take hours or days, Gerard come not be sure. The other is try to beat the flames... though if they did not a terrible death awaited them. The provost marshal would be arriving behind them soon. Andre may or may not leave.

The choices were both fraught with danger. Which should he choose? Though choose he must Gerard knew... for soon... very soon the choice would be made for him!




Each Horse will bolt on a roll of 1-4 on 1D6. Each round a Man must make a Horsemanship check to stay in the saddle, with a -3 penalty. Failing the check results in in the rider falling from the Horse, causing 2D6 general damage; succeeding at Dex/2 or less stops the Horse.

Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 506 posts
Fri 22 Sep 2017
at 01:37
And So It Begins....
 Gerard could see no way to circumvent the blazing wood. He turned to speak with his fellows. “There is nothing for it, Mes Amies. We must run the gauntlet of the fire, and pray for the best. Everyone, empty your canteen onto your cloaks and wear the hood up. With the Good Lord’s blessing, we will prevail.”

 Gerard donned hos soaked cloak and pulled up the hood. With a cry of “Forward!” He put spurs to the horse’s flanks, and rode into Hell.


*How many rounds do I need to roll for?*

This message was last edited by the player at 02:03, Fri 22 Sept 2017.

Comte De Treville
 GM, 333 posts
 Lieutenant-Captain
 King's Musketeer
Fri 22 Sep 2017
at 07:18
And So It Begins....
In reply to Gerard D'Amberville (msg # 300):

Gerard's preparation was a cunning one... the soaked cloaks do much to prevent the heat and the flames from penetrating to the desperate riders but the horses themselves are wild-eyed and frantic as everyone raced through the fiery gauntlet before them. The riders themselves see that though the fire had spread to both sides of the road it only raged some half mile before them... upon fast horses, sped by the fear of fire they would all be soon through to safety upon the other side!




Just roll once for Gerard. Horsemanship at -3 but if you fail you are only unhorsed once before you make it through to the other side but because of the wet cloak, you and the others only take 1d6 damage and not 2d6! Bon Chance! 
Gerard D'Amberville
 player, 507 posts
Thu 28 Sep 2017
at 02:13
And So It Begins....
22:13, Today: Gerard D'Amberville rolled 13 using 1d20+3.