Perin claps Dalan on the shoulder as Sejanus walks off "You'd think our brother would have done this during the weeks leading up to this adventure.  I imagine that someone in Dorset could have told him more."  Letting out a mirthless laugh, he adds "Come on my friend, I'm sure we can find something to amuse us for the next few hours.  And yes, you are probably the best choice to talk Sir Brocklebuck, let Sejanus handle the two men who came to the Duke while I get a feel for how things are run."
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Sir Sejanus spends two days of fruitless searching, trying to locate someone who knows anything about the sword Sanctgladius.  He is beginning to wonder if Lady Galaria made this all up when, on the third day, he locates a monk who has just copied a book that mentions the sword.

Sanctgladius is a holy sword that bears a relic of St Peter the Apostle in the hilt.  Its main power is that it smites with the power of the Lord.  The amount of damage it does is based on the weilder's Christian traits (Chaste, Forgiving, Merciful, Modest, and Temperate).  It also glows dimly when in the vicinity of creatures of the devil, to which it does extra damage and protects the wielder from fleeing from said creatures.

Sir Sejanus gets a point in Religion.

 Sejanus would ask the Monk, for any description of the sword and its history. He also would ask if there is any knowledge of Peter and his quest.
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There is a passage describing the sword, which is a gladius, unsurprisingly.  There is an inscription on the blade near the hilt, "and then there was light" in Latin.  The blade has been in the possession of a Roman family for hundreds of years and was brought to Briton during Hadrian's reign, around 120 AD.

Of Sir Peter there is nought written.  It seems that failing one's quest is not all that notable.  :)

 After having thanked the monk, Sejanus would just seek out his companions, and tell them of what he had learned. Unless the others had affairs in the city, the trio would make the journey to the village, to investigate for the Duke.

Sir Dalan and Sir Perin have retired to a local alehouse while they await their brother knight.

"How fares the Countess my brother?" Sir Dalan asks. "She did us a good turn during the invasion."

When the party is ready to head north to Burton, they return to the Duke's castle, for one final meal and one final night's rest.  They chat briefly with the Duke over dinner, and he informs them, "Five years ago, Sir Peter came to me to ask of a sacred place called the Golden Field, for he had heard that one of the most religious knights had once quested for it.  He explained that he had a dream and that a holy man had told him to seek this Golden Field.  I offered to give him information in return for a favor.  He agreed and I told him that I believed that the Golden Field lay somewhere within the depths of the Sauvage Forest, to the north, for that is where my knight quested.  In exchange for my information, Sir Peter and his companions went to the village of Burton, the very village where you are now going, to slay a beast that had been terrorizing the villagers.  The knights did not return but within a few weeks the attacks on Burton ceased.  That is all that I know about Sir Peter."

He will expect a report on how to deal with Burton.

The group heads out of Cirencester on the following morning, taking the King's Road to the north for about 12 miles before taking a smaller road to the northeast.  Although this road is smaller, it is still well kept up.  At length, the group nears the town of Burton.

As the town comes in sight, a knight approaches, although none recognize him.  As he nears he shouts out a greeting, "Hallo!  Good meeting you here.  I am Sir Brocklebuck.  I do not recognize you, although . . ." he stares at Sir Sejanus for a moment, "you appear to be a Roman.  I've not seen another Roman in these parts since that Sir Peter and his companions back some five or so years ago.  You aren't related are you?" he inquires.

 As the trio approached the village of Burton, a single Knight approached them. He offered a greeting, and his comments about Sir Peter and his three companions, did surprise Sir Sejanus. "Hail and well met. I am Sir Sejanus, and these are my companions, Sir Dalan, and Sir Perin.”

 Sejanus did look around the area, not that he was really expecting any trouble, but one could never tell. “Indeed, I am of Roman linage. I had not the honor of knowing Sir Peter, or his companions, but we are on a quest to find out what ever became of he and his companions.”

"Ah," Sir Brockelbuck replies, his eyes gleaming, "it seems that you are in luck, Sir Sejanus, for I would be happy to tell you of Sir Peter and his companions, for I know what happened to them.  However, I would ask a favor in return."  It seems that Duke Galegantis's custom of exchanging favors has gained acceptance among his subjects.

"Indeed.Might we request your hospitality,so we can water and rest our horses. I would not mind something to wash the dust from my throat as well." Asked Sejanus to SirBrockelbuck.

Perin, frowning slightly, finally speaks up "I do hope you'll forgive me for asking Sir Brocklebuck, but what might this favor be?"

 Sejanus gave Perin a sidelong look,when he asked about the nature of the favor.

Sir Dalan clears his throat and attempted to be diplomatic. "Forgive our boundless curiosity Sir Brocklebuck but not all of us are familiar with the Roman ways."

Sir Brocklebuck nods his ascent, "of course, please, follow me to my manor and we will take care of your needs," he says.

He leads the knights to his manor.  As they pass through town, they notice that the place is clean and the peasants appear well-fed.  However, harsh years of heavy labor line the peasants' faces and bend their backs.

Sir Perin and Sir Sejanus get checks in awareness.

Like the town, Sir Brocklebuck's manor is clean and well tended.  He has the knights' horses tended to and leads them inside, where they are given refreshment.

(OOC:  Sir Brocklebuck is not Roman, he is Cymric.)

 As the group rode to their host’s hall, Sejanus took careful note of what they saw, as they passed. This is why he had asked for hospitality, not only to speak with the Knight in his own Hall, where he might be more at ease, and speak freely, but to also get a firsthand view of matters.

 As the group rested with drinks in hand, Sejanus spoke,” I am sure; I speak for all, when I thank you for your hospitality, Sir Brocklebuck. Now then, what favor do you wish of us, for the telling of what you know of Sir, Peter and his companions?”

 Just for the record, Sej would look for any sign of a Gladius, on their Host, hanging on a wall, etc.

"In the last week, there has been an uprising among my peasants.  Many of them refuse to work, claiming that I am too hard a master.  I must crush this insurrection, lest it spread.  I was just heading off to Cirencester, planning to recruit some men-at-arms, but your coming is a godsend," Sir Brocklebuck explains.

"Help me to round up the leaders of the rebellion.  There are three of them, and I believe that they are hiding in the woods nearby.  Do this and I will give you the information you seek."

 Sejanus had a look of surprise." Rebellion? But from what I saw, this holding is prosperous,they seem to have enough to eat. Why in the name of the almighty,do they have cause to rebel? Or should I say, what do these Rebels claim is their reason?" He took a a sip from his goblet.
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Sir Brocklebuck raises his own glass, "exactly," he responds.  "They claim that I work them too hard."

He waves an arm dismissively, "I suspect that my predecessor was too easy on them, which is what led to the place falling into disrepair," he suggests.

"As a Banneret I've found knights come in as many manners as they do manors." Sir Dalan comments, with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

 Sejanus fell silent,as in thought for a few moments, before he spoke again. " I have a counter proposal, allow my companions and I to seek out these rebels in the woods. It has been some time since I had decent sport." This last said with a chuckle and light tone.

Sir Brocklebuck shrugs, "as you wish.  I can even lend you a hunting dog," he says amicably.  "Probably best to start off in the morning," he suggests as it is getting close to dark.

 Sejanus smiled. "The it is settled." He raised his goblet." To a success."

The night passes uneventfully and in the morning, the knights assemble to head off in search of the peasant revolutionaries, who are named Cad, Daf, and Ser.  If you so desire, Sir Brocklebuck's old hunting dog is available to help you search.

 Sejanus would take a a few moments in the morning to explain he had not taken leave of his senses. He had to arrange this "Hunt" so they could be away from Sir Brocklebuck, and speak with these "Rebels".

"I thought as much." Sir Dalan says. "Should we bring the dog?"