Let's not play chicken now, no one will win.-Any drama in threads, will result in being removed, and banned from future games.
Let's not play chicken now, no one will win.-Any drama in threads, will result in being removed, and banned from future games.
I am the Air Bud of Total War
Narion is our new Faith Militant, cleared save sent.
Both active games of A Dream of Spring are on hold.
Will be starting this back up tomorrow, certain players obviously will need to be replaced. Anyone specifically wishing to drop the hotseat now is the time to say so.
Last edited by Parafix; January 14, 2018 at 01:36 PM.
I'm afraid I have to drop out of this hotseat. Sorry guys, my return has been far too brief, but I simply lack the time and I find someone else is more deserving of this faction's potential atm.
http://www.mediafire.com/file/pf38cm...3_Stark_10.sav
Played the turn to give some more time to find a replacement
Last edited by Dux; January 15, 2018 at 02:05 PM.
Jon Snow steeled his countenance and pushed open the door. It slid aside with an eerie creak, as though protesting the entry of anyone not of Bolton blood. Outsiders were never meant to visit this room, hidden deep within the Dreadfort. Unless of course, it was to be the last room they ever saw.
Tormund Giantsbane was the next to enter, and to his credit he only muttered a short curse. Various devices and implements of torture were scattered across the room. If he allowed his mind to wander even for a moment, Jon was sure he would hear the screams of those who suffered here, the moist gurgle of blood and the unheeded cries for mercy. Instead he strode forward, his step far more steady than his courage, toward the wooden door at the far side of the room. The door with the Bolton crest carved into it in the shade of blood, which was perhaps the most ominous feature of this horrible place.
With trembling hands, Jon pushed open the door and stepped inside. Even though he knew almost for certain what he would see, he still had to fight back a wave of bile. Some of the men behind him could be heard retching. Even Tormund looked pale.
So it is true, the wilding observed quietly. Sick bastards.
Evidently, even the Free Folk had heard of the torture chambers of House Bolton, and the legendary room where they hung the flayed skins of their enemies. Evidently, it was no mere legend at all.
Jon turned to leave, but Tormunds piercing gaze gave him pause. The wilding seemed to be trying to determine something.
Is this who you Northmen really are?
Jon stared right back, unflinchingly.
No, it is not.
Take down the skins, he ordered to his subordinates, marching back through the chamber. Smash the instruments of torture. Clear everything from these rooms and any others you find. Then pile it all in the courtyard. We will burn it at sundown.
Never again, he swore to himself. Never again will Northmen sink to this level of depravity. Not while I live.
Tully:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1l8F...ew?usp=sharing
Capture of the Dreadfort:
(overwhelming odds)
Last edited by joerock22; January 16, 2018 at 08:46 PM.
need an extension
Will need 12-24h extension please!
This poor little thing is getting rather dusty.
CS Sent.
Sorry for being late, my girlfriend is going on a trip and I helped her pack this weekend, will play it soon
Dany up - http://www.filedropper.com/adosiiidany10
I am not sure if I have been incompetent in this HS or if my situation was doomed before I even joined lol