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ID: IpalABkj/qst/6243967#6262814
6/21/2025, 10:46:23 PM
ID: PBhKDqrt/qst/6259847#6262766
6/21/2025, 9:30:13 PM
Trichtenburg came early in the autumn. Though it was still warm enough to be considered summer. He had a self-assured attitude about him, and he warmly shook everybody's hands, made a few lively jokes, and, in general, did his best to ingratiate himself. While he at first was willing to indulge in your invitations of hunting, feasting and other distractions, you would soon need to come up with more creative solutions.
You managed to draw out the hunts by taking him on very long week trips through rough country that would leave him exhausted; you took him to see the sights. Hell, you even managed to go on a three-hour tangent about the beauty of the autumn leaves.
Whenever the subject of negotiations came up, either you or Father would fly into dramatic bouts of despair and rage. When he tried to broach the fact your men had blocked the roads going in and out of Ulrichsburg, you told him some vague spiel about the sighting of marauding halfling bands stealing the crops and food; he didn't believe it, but he couldn't disprove it either. In truth, he found you difficult to work with, and by winter, he had decided to whittle down the settlement he was offering.
While he hadn't budged on the ownership of the Teubelsfeur, he had been able to persuade the grandmaster to ask for less compensation. From about 6,800 Greifs down to 4,000 Greifs, a small victory considering there were about 11,820 Greifs in the treasury. He also insisted upon letting the order recruit within the borders of the realm, but he had been willing to loosen the exact terms upon which the crown would be conferred, from a fiefdom of the pontiff to a free sovereign kingdom, which would acknowledge the primacy of the church in all matters of investiture and other spiritual matters.
>Accept the deal.
>Stall even more. (This will lead to a diceroll.)
You managed to draw out the hunts by taking him on very long week trips through rough country that would leave him exhausted; you took him to see the sights. Hell, you even managed to go on a three-hour tangent about the beauty of the autumn leaves.
Whenever the subject of negotiations came up, either you or Father would fly into dramatic bouts of despair and rage. When he tried to broach the fact your men had blocked the roads going in and out of Ulrichsburg, you told him some vague spiel about the sighting of marauding halfling bands stealing the crops and food; he didn't believe it, but he couldn't disprove it either. In truth, he found you difficult to work with, and by winter, he had decided to whittle down the settlement he was offering.
While he hadn't budged on the ownership of the Teubelsfeur, he had been able to persuade the grandmaster to ask for less compensation. From about 6,800 Greifs down to 4,000 Greifs, a small victory considering there were about 11,820 Greifs in the treasury. He also insisted upon letting the order recruit within the borders of the realm, but he had been willing to loosen the exact terms upon which the crown would be conferred, from a fiefdom of the pontiff to a free sovereign kingdom, which would acknowledge the primacy of the church in all matters of investiture and other spiritual matters.
>Accept the deal.
>Stall even more. (This will lead to a diceroll.)
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