Kingmaker: Stolen Lands of the Shining

Game Master BloodWolven

Later assuming things start to wind down to less formal.

Quince makes his way to chat with Oleg and Svetlana. "Good to see you up and around Oleg. I was hoping to speak to you. In the past when I spoke to you . . ." Quince sighs searching for the right words. ". . . you hoped your life here was quiet and peaceful. Our intent was to respect that wish. The sudden and magical growth here came as a shock to us. You were the first two Greenbelt folk we got to know well. I would hate to think that as we try to help these lands we have damaged your desire for a simple life." He looks up at Svetlana realizing that perhaps her recent actions might be a disagreement between them.

Bearik nods and says, "Will do Kevros. The mites and kobolds will be taken care of."

Many of the others at the table follow Quince's action and begin to hit the table. Bearik's smile broadens at Quinces thanks. He and many of the others raise their goblets in the toast.

Later assuming things start to wind down to less formal.

Quince makes his way to chat with Oleg and Svetlana. "Good to see you up and around Oleg. I was hoping to speak to you. In the past when I spoke to you . . ." Quince sighs searching for the right words. ". . . you hoped your life here was quiet and peaceful. Our intent was to respect that wish. The sudden and magical growth here came as a shock to us. You were the first two Greenbelt folk we got to know well. I would hate to think that as we try to help these lands we have damaged your desire for a simple life." He looks up at Svetlana realizing that perhaps her recent actions might be a disagreement between them.

Oleg grumbles a bit and nods his head in agreement before stating, "Yes I has hoped for a simple life but that will likely not stay. Even if you followed my wishes it will never be the same. Then again we need more people, without you and the guards we would still be in danger of the bandits. I can still have a simple life and my wife can make it so. Will Angues take her under your wing?" He directs the last question to Angeus.

Kevros smiles to Bearik, "Thank you sir for taking care of the Kobolds and Mites!

Kevros raises a toast to all required toasting, "Huzzah!"

Kevros looks at Oleg, "Oleg, so you don't mind if your trading post grows? You don't have to appease us. I am asking because your trading post already requires water and if you are in acceptance, we need to build something so you can get more water here. Which of course, may mean the trading post grows even larger."

"I don't know about a simple life, but one of ease and wealth will be in your future. You will be able to provide and enjoy life without the worry of surviving. A change for sure. It has been a change for all of us."

Kev nods, "Due to circumstances, we need to relocate our main base of operations to the old Stag Fort. Before we go and fix up the fort, we need to make Oleg's Trading Post is not going to fall into disrepair."

At the party
Quince continues the revel into the night with the others and retires when the time is right. "Thank you once again Bearik you have feasted us proper to say the least. I also thank you last time we bunked here I was in the hay loft." Quince chuckles. He offers to walk Angeus to her quarters.

Over the following days the Wardens gather for council and hash out how they want to operate. How best to utilize those in their retinue and how best to plot the course forward. At various times the men and women of their new Dutchy are brought to the High Warden Council and speak at length and offered position within the new state.

Should we assume everyone on the list says yes. That is still with us?

Some of the trickier positions took some deliberation. Prior to his departing to deal with Kobolds Bearik is invited before the council, Quince smiles and offers him a drink, "You have served the people of this land greatly. We hope to rely on your wisdom in the coming days. We would like to offer you a position as a warden a role of Grand Diplomat. You have a perspective on things and a way with people we would be fools not to recognize. You have already opted for a Diplomatic Mission."

Later Quince wonders to the others, "How do we get in touch with the Djinn." Once the Djinn is able to join the Warden's, "Greetings friend. Anyone remember his name? We are glad that you have remained here with us. We are as you likely know in the early stages of starting a new Kingdom. You have a distinct angle on things and skills that we would be fool not to seek your wisdom. We need a vizier, a councilor."

I can still have a simple life and my wife can make it so. Will Angues take her under your wing?"[/b] He directs the last question to Angeus.

Angeus was in the process of stuffing a spicy meat-pie into her mouth, when Oleg asks his question. Crumbs flying everywhere, multihued hair flying everywhere Angeus' eye bulge out as she tries to swallow the remaining pie in her mouth. Gulping a sizable portion of wine, she gasps, "Me?! Yeah, sure..." she offers uncertainly, giving a certain look to Svetlana, she rises and takes up Svetlana's hands, "Are still sure you want this? If so, I'd be honoured to 'take you under my wing'." she then takes Svetlana and Oleg into a weepy embrace.

The Djinni's name is Sulvanii

Oleg responds to Kevros, "Yes it is fine if the outpost grows more. We will need more water, the old well might serve up to 40 but no more." He nods in acceptance to Tristan's words. "Don't worry about this old fort, with the guards and bandit prisoners they have done a lot to make it well. Let alone all the laborers and new hovels being built."

Some of the trickier positions took some deliberation. Prior to his departing to deal with Kobolds Bearik is invited before the council, Quince smiles and offers him a drink, "You have served the people of this land greatly. We hope to rely on your wisdom in the coming days. We would like to offer you a position as a warden a role of Grand Diplomat. You have a perspective on things and a way with people we would be fools not to recognize. You have already opted for a Diplomatic Mission."

Bearik takes the offered drink and after taking a gulp and listening to your words he smiles and happily says, "I accept the seat of Grand Diplomat as a fellow Warden. I will be as diplomatic on the coming mission as possible. Thank you again and I will be off to that mission."

Later Quince wonders to the others, "How do we get in touch with the Djinn." Once the Djinn is able to join the Warden's, "Greetings friend. Anyone remember his name? We are glad that you have remained here with us. We are as you likely know in the early stages of starting a new Kingdom. You have a distinct angle on things and skills that we would be fool not to seek your wisdom. We need a vizier, a councilor."

Sulvanii appears as a smoke cloud at the utterance of his person. His legs still as smoke but from the waist up is in human form he smirks before saying, "You ask and I appear. So before you rush into a decision before knowing your options let me tell you again: I can and willing will serve as your vizier, your councilor; or you may choose to keep the Golden Scarab of Thorenes."

Kevros nods, "Yes ... yes, we should make everyone part of the council a Warden as Mr. Bearik directly suggested. As we continue into the future, in order to serve on the council, one must earn the title of Warden. Everyone in agreement?"

Kevros looks at Sulvanii, "What is Golden Scarab of Thorenes? Will you still be considered free as our vizier/councilor? And no, we have no intention of imprisoning you."

Sulvanii looks at you strangely but answers your questions slowing the pace of his words, "The scarab produces gold over time. I am free, why... I would be free and able to act at your councilor. Why? That is good you don't want me imprisoned."

Quince looks puzzled, "Forgive my questions. It has been much deliberation. Sulvanii do you wish to serve as vizier? Or are you offering this device instead? I am a little lost."

Sulvanii does not need sense motive with Kevros. His facial expressions are clear, it is of concern, respect, and ignorant on how djinn become Genies.

"Sulvanii, please do not be alarmed by my questions, I am ignorant in the everyday life of Jinn and genies. We would be honored to have you as a vizier but we want to make sure it is your free will and not some unknown binding."

Kevros looks to Quince, "I believe in summary, Sulvanii states that we can either choose the item or choose him on his own free will to be our vizier. I personally choose him to be our vizier and we mine for gold to generate jobs in the Greenbelt and Kingdom wealth at the same time."

Quince makes a bemused face. "I would want your wisdom. A healthy community will function on the work of its people. Free money as charming as it sounds is a quick and unstable prop."

"You have brought us fortune already. We would welcome you to our ranks. If you choose to stay."

Katrina nods her head in agreement before happily adding, "Yes, I believe we are all in agreement and would like you to be our councilor."

He becomes more relaxed at your statements. His legs form from the smoke as the smoke fully disperses, a comforting smile crosses his face as he gently says, "Kevros speaks true. There is no hidden binding and I am free. I welcome the position and will help where I can."

Then the other thing you need to do is convince the NPCs to take the other jobs. Diplomacy checks please:

General- Saren Warden of the Host- Stability +6 (Unasked) DC 15 (2 times)
Magister- Jhod- Warden of Scroll- Economy +3 (Unasked) DC 15 (2 times)
Royal Assassin- Akiros- Warden of the Gavel- Loyalty +4 (Unasked) DC 20 (2 times)

In the discussions that follow when it becomes time to invite Saren before the High Council of Wardens. "Saren you have worked with us from our earliest days and acted with honor. The people of this land would be blessed to see you in a position of import in our new Dutchy. We offer you a role as General, Warden of the Host. You would be a leader in our army answering to this council."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Following the discussion with Saren, Jhod the priest is brought before the. "Jhod it is good to see you the Blessings of Erastil on you. I hope your time at the temple has done you good. You feared a position of honor when last it was offered. We have spoken and we would see you raised higher. We offer you the positon of a magister, Warden of the Scroll.

When the discussion allows and Akiros is brought in. [b]"We have been pleased to see you turn from the Stag Lord. You have done well in duties here and we would offer you a role in the Dutchy to come. You would be our justice. Warden of the Gavel."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

I don't think that last one hit the mark even with aid. Perhaps someone with greater charm can get him to reconsider.

You don't need to roll, pretty sure you can just take 10 as you could have planed out your discussion and sells pitch.

Akiros is actually found first and with your soothing words and diplomatic words he accepts the post as Warden of the Gavel.

Saren happily accepts the post and position.

Jhod is apprehensive about taking such a role but commits after your persuade him.

While diplomacy flies across the table, Kevros sits a little closer to Katrina flirting with her, and from time to time, he observes what is going on around the table.

After the successful spring festival a messenger brings word about strange happenings around the gold mine. Some of the laborers that have been attempting to come to your capital have turned back after seeing strange creatures chasing them away.

She enjoys the attention given by her half elf love and returns little touches and such when he is not looking.

Tristan happy with the first few months. Not only had there lands been growing he had his parents back and a love interest in Larina. The early scare of an assassination attempt had almost been forgotten then the news of trouble at the mine came along. Tristan spends most of his down time training Ghost and assisting in training other animals of the people.

"We had best ride out ourselves then. Quick action has been a necessary thing to keep our lands growing. We can not let ourselves become complacent. Larina will you be coming along?"

Tristan happy with the first few months. Not only had there lands been growing he had his parents back and a love interest in Larina. The early scare of an assassination attempt had almost been forgotten then the news of trouble at the mine came along. Tristan spends most of his down time training Ghost and assisting in training other animals of the people.

"We had best ride out ourselves then. Quick action has been a necessary thing to keep our lands growing. We can not let ourselves become complacent. Larina will you be coming along?"

We are claiming that hex in month 4. Do we want to deal with this prior to month 1,2,3,4's exploration. Or delegate that to Bearik as diplomat. After his work with the Kobolds.

I assume wolfs post is taking place in month 6, as he said at the mine. We had to create the mine for there to be an issue at it :) I could be wrong though. Its a bit weird as I said the book recommends 12 months of kingdom building. If we were at a table Wolf could throw stuff in as we were going month to month. For the PbP not to die we need to do a chunk of months at a time and then come back and RP out situations that may have come up. It makes the time frame a bit clunky but it is whats best to keep things moving forward.

I thought we were getting to explore a hex 1 per month while we were attending to our other duties. The claim we lay on thr gnome's hex falls in month 4. I figured we have to deal with him that month. I think there is a claim action that automatically turns residents into citizens but the gnome might be a special case. I'm down for whatever.

I believe we are. Most hexes are empty, chance of Random encounter.

Kevros nods, "To arms and mounts my fellow Wardens, our work is never complete in the Greenbelt. Let's travel the most direct route to the mine and then apply our exploring SOP on the way back?"

Angeus emerges from her room looking well rested, and hearing the new of trouble at the gold mine, opines, "My little gnome friend probably doesn't like those miner poking about his place....sigh...I might need to marry him." she jokes, a wide smile on her face.

"It will do us good to be on the trail again."

Quince winces visibly when Angeus makes a joke about marriage to the gnome. He storms off sullen and looks to the horses.

Kevros prepares (3) horses, a riding horse and two pack horses for food for the road. Although one pack horse could handle the meal load, the second pack horse is for just in case. He helps Katrina on his horse and then mounts up behind her, "Everyone ready to move out to the mine?"

Dealing with the gold mine problem can happen either on month 4 or month 6 it won't make much difference. Month 4 makes more sense since that is when the problems would arise. We will get to the other Explorations after the gnome is dealt with.

I believe the warden and general should be working together to keep the lands safe, please give us a paragraph how you envision this happening. Others should make a paragraph about their own duties in the first 6 months as well.

2d20 ⇒ (15, 5) = 20

The trip to the gold mine is safe and free from problems. You do not see many people on the roads at all and even fewer near the gold mine. As you see the gold mine appear on the horizon you soon see a giant of some kind walking on the road slowly swinging its club.

Like others Tristan takes to his new role. He an Larina have grown close. When not out dealing with matters of safety of the general populace he still rides out to explore with his allies. Most evenings he enjoys having dinner with his parents and Larina when in town. A few months passed when news of trouble at the mine arose. He along with Larina and his other allies road out to check on things.

A giant. I have never seen one before.

"Do any of you speak it's tongue? Talking first may be a better option given its size."

Kev shakes his head and makes sure his trusty repeater is ready, "No Warden Morgan, I can't say I do." He then looks to the others, "Anyone else?"

Katrina has been settling into her new position as High Priest with extreme diligence almost to the determent of her relationship with Kevros. She has been doing daily sermons on Erastils teachings and way of life. She has also been on the road a lot putting up shrines and making trips out to the cave temple. Unless Kevros suggests to align her trips with his setting up guards, etc. Then their relationship should be solid.

She attends and presides over many of the festivities for the spring festival. Before the festival she went around and helped most of the families with decorations.

____________________ To the Gnome!
Int check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Will Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

"Kevros would it not be better for the horse if I ride on my own?" She asks before mounting either with him or on her own.

Within sight of the giant she points out, "I don't believe it is real, likely another illusion set out by the gnome. I do not speak giant."

LOL do you have to roll if you remember

Int: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Wis: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Quince slides from Scram drawing weapon and shield with great style. His steps skid on the gravel and grass when Katrina's words sink in.

He still raises his guard "You sure looks real."

Int: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Wis: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Unfortunately, Angeus doesn't see Quince's reaction to her ill-timed joke, having had her attention diverted by a flock of pretty birds.

She signals her readiness for the trail and sets off with the others.

Arriving at the gold mine, or rather her gnome friend's abode , she grins widely at the apparition of giant proportions guarding the hill.

"Ah! He's gotten better hasn't he? Last time it was a ogre!"

She slides off her horse next to Quince, and gently places a hand on his shoulder to hold him back, "Real or not, it can still pack quite a whallop!" she cautions , before walking out ahead of the others and muttering, "Ah...what was his name again, Fiddlesticks? Fiddlefaddle?..." she's at a loss for a few moments , her hair darkening to a lovely violet as she thought, then with a snap of her fingers she shouted out, "Fiddlewatterish!! Fiddlewatterish!! It's your friend , Angeus! Your new illusion is quite marvellous! Very convincing! Can we...I, come and talk?"

6 Months

As Royal Marshall of the developing Lawful Good Greenwatch, Kevros, with the help of the Royal Council, develop a written Penal Code for all citizens to follow. Instead of the usual overly stuffy Lawful Good laws that would be a burden to this fledgling kingdom, he remains focused on implementing laws that as long as one's action does not harm anyone directly or indirectly, or is cruel to anything living, including one self that will cause a burden to the kingdom, it is legal. In addition, the pardon for former bandits remains in affect as long as the now former bandit pays retribution to those he/she caused pain to and/or the kingdom.

(We can develop these more later if you want.)

After the body of laws are written and passed by the Royal Council, he takes to the road with Katrina to not only spread the word of Erastil and setting up his places of worship with her, but he also hands out the Laws of the Land. In addition, he assigns a local Ranger to be a Shire Reeve (aka Sheriff) who is also given the Laws of the Land.

In addition, while on the road he administers justice if the action calls for it. For diplomatic purposes, he asks if Katrina can help him with that along the way. During idle time, he spends time with Katrina bonding even closer and starts to talk about marriage to see where that leads to. He also helps her with the Spring Festivals.

Mounting Up

Kevros nods, "It would and I will change it right away. And we can always cuddle when we rest" He winks at her and quickly repacks all of the food on the pack horse evenly. Then makes sure her horse is ready for her and helping her to mount it.

Giant

IntelligenceDCvs15: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
IntelligenceDCvs21: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Kev nods to both Katrina and Angeus, then laughs at Katrina's comment, "That is true, he is getting better! It was an Ogre last time, wasn't it?"

Quince lets those who are of greater conviction that the giant isn't real deal with it and take the next steps.

Int: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"I do recall the gnome using such magic, but are you sure this giant is not real? It certainly seems to be such. How does the magic work? If it is not real can we not just ride by and enter the mine? It is cleaver to keep guard but it may be keeping the miners away as well."

If you remember then you don't need to make the int check.

Ogres are giants, I was just using a generic term, sorry for the confusion.

The ogre moves to the side and lets Angeus through not menacing her with its club.

Remember and watching Angeous pass Tristan follows.

Angeus waves to the 'ogre' and walks to the cave, not noticing if any one was following.

She enters the cave, and quickly finds the small door the gnome's home, pressing the red button there.

Kevros brings up the rear, crossbow readied for something less transparent to surprise them.