Session 102 (May 30, 2019)
11 Chund
Kit summons the village blacksmith to ask him about triangular knives.
He is a wizened, middle-aged but hard aged by life man.
Kit asks him about the blade.
“That’s a killing weapon, you’re talking about. I don’t make that. I haven’t seen a blade like that, except on one of the knightsman, since the war… There was a war that swept through north of us, a whole bunch of goblins, a whole bunch of militia, a good five years ago. And some of the young men who went north had a blade like that. I could tell you who went and came back.” He lists 4 men, none the names of either of the men in the dispute. "We don’t have a weaponsmith, but there might be one soon with all the increase in custom."
Kit asks, "Do any of the ones who went north stand out? Perhaps an outsider, or someone who has had a bad attitude since returning from the war?"
"One of them moved to town 9 years ago; he keeps to himself. No friends, no spouse, just stays in his farm with his sheep and goats. He has many fine rams. He does most of his business in the town to the east of here—Dalam Vail, a good four times the size of the village. He’s had several gals over from Dalam Vail."
Alistair wonders whether the rams might be a signifier.
Kit thanks the smith, calls back the midwife.
He’s originally from Hanal—she thinks he’s some sort of deserter. "He goes off with his goats to the east, and he comes back with—" whispered as if a scandal-- “prostitutes.
"At least one got pregnant—he hustled her out quickly when she did, 4 years ago."
He might take them further east past the town to where there are some settlements of diphs—centipede people from that strange town.
Dalam Vail has its own baron; not historically part of Lyneham.
Kit sends some of her people from the Naughty Bits, to find out what’s going on with this guy.
The morning court is fairly predictable. The two knights (technically one knight, and the wife of the other one) do homage and provide some tribute. Brionna talks shop with them. They each have a handful of men-at-arms that they can bring to a fight. They can field about a dozen men-at-arms, another two dozen militia, and then maybe a score from the village. There are maybe two or three dozen hunters and trappers that could be irregular archers. Most of them take their furs east, but more of them these days are selling them here.
They report that the baron to the east is competent enough, but he may not be happy that the trade route is reorienting itself. He has several knights in his service. He has a family, but my husband swears that there were some people from the east skulking around the edges of our farm a week ago or so. I think they were watching.
The innkeeper comes to pay his respects, with some dutifully prepared pastries.
Some of the farmers are worried; there are reports of chickens not laying as well as they should, and cows not calving properly—breech births and the like.
Kit asks if there’s a specific location for the farms.
Some of those farmers are devoted Glordiadelians and don’t associate with the Gunnoran midwives. Kit makes sure to make a show of friendship with the senior midwife, and to arrange for the priest of Glordiadel and the midwife to make a public friendship.
Both of the farms with the worst problems are quite far to the east, and very near each other.
[cont'd]
11 Chund
Kit summons the village blacksmith to ask him about triangular knives.
He is a wizened, middle-aged but hard aged by life man.
Kit asks him about the blade.
“That’s a killing weapon, you’re talking about. I don’t make that. I haven’t seen a blade like that, except on one of the knightsman, since the war… There was a war that swept through north of us, a whole bunch of goblins, a whole bunch of militia, a good five years ago. And some of the young men who went north had a blade like that. I could tell you who went and came back.” He lists 4 men, none the names of either of the men in the dispute. "We don’t have a weaponsmith, but there might be one soon with all the increase in custom."
Kit asks, "Do any of the ones who went north stand out? Perhaps an outsider, or someone who has had a bad attitude since returning from the war?"
"One of them moved to town 9 years ago; he keeps to himself. No friends, no spouse, just stays in his farm with his sheep and goats. He has many fine rams. He does most of his business in the town to the east of here—Dalam Vail, a good four times the size of the village. He’s had several gals over from Dalam Vail."
Alistair wonders whether the rams might be a signifier.
Kit thanks the smith, calls back the midwife.
He’s originally from Hanal—she thinks he’s some sort of deserter. "He goes off with his goats to the east, and he comes back with—" whispered as if a scandal-- “prostitutes.
"At least one got pregnant—he hustled her out quickly when she did, 4 years ago."
He might take them further east past the town to where there are some settlements of diphs—centipede people from that strange town.
Dalam Vail has its own baron; not historically part of Lyneham.
Kit sends some of her people from the Naughty Bits, to find out what’s going on with this guy.
The morning court is fairly predictable. The two knights (technically one knight, and the wife of the other one) do homage and provide some tribute. Brionna talks shop with them. They each have a handful of men-at-arms that they can bring to a fight. They can field about a dozen men-at-arms, another two dozen militia, and then maybe a score from the village. There are maybe two or three dozen hunters and trappers that could be irregular archers. Most of them take their furs east, but more of them these days are selling them here.
They report that the baron to the east is competent enough, but he may not be happy that the trade route is reorienting itself. He has several knights in his service. He has a family, but my husband swears that there were some people from the east skulking around the edges of our farm a week ago or so. I think they were watching.
The innkeeper comes to pay his respects, with some dutifully prepared pastries.
Some of the farmers are worried; there are reports of chickens not laying as well as they should, and cows not calving properly—breech births and the like.
Kit asks if there’s a specific location for the farms.
Some of those farmers are devoted Glordiadelians and don’t associate with the Gunnoran midwives. Kit makes sure to make a show of friendship with the senior midwife, and to arrange for the priest of Glordiadel and the midwife to make a public friendship.
Both of the farms with the worst problems are quite far to the east, and very near each other.
[cont'd]