Grindle Family/DorRP
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Bureaucrat in Abington
Making a noble offer of help
24 Oct 2007
[Letter from Dor to Duchess Callisto, his liege]
Duchess Callisto,
I'm sure Suville will benefit soon from your expert control. Let me know if I can be of any assistance in raising the population of this fine city.
Dor Grindle (Knight of Suville)
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Dor's scribe reads back what he's written and surpresses a smirk. "You are offering generous and noble support, sir...".
"I am offering the Duchess my firm support, yes," agrees Dor, who then turns to watch his scribe hurriedly complete the seal and snigger his way out of the room, much to his bemusement.
Dor Grindle (Knight of Suville)
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[RP from Callisto]
As the scribe almost is out of earshot, Dor hears him say, "I just hope he doesn't make that joke around Callisto's HUSBAND.. otherwise I might have to look for a new boss..."
Callisto Maximoff, Minister of Finances of Abington, Duchess of Suville
Battle against Abington after Secession to Suville
10 Nov 2007
Dor Grindle is on his way towards Washford, aware that there are undead causing problems, and once the army has destroyed them, the region is likely to need some repair - already, he's heard rumours on his journey that Washford is in bad shape, and he knows his bureaucratic skills will be needed. So, making sure he keeps within the boundaries of the soon-to-be realm of Suville, he makes his way through Werdham.
He sees the Washford Lord, Sir Jindo, also in Werdham, and goes over to him, to find him talking to Sir Shirogane.
Dor: Lord Jindo! I hear that Washford is not in its best shape at the moment, so I have come to assist in any way I can once these troublesome undead have been taken care of.
Sir Jindo is just about to say something, when one of Dor's alert personal guard shouts a warning. The men turn round, to see a large block of cavalry heading straight for them, under covering archer fire.
Dor is sent into a mild panic, as he tries to work out what to do, while Jindo and Shirogane seem to be making much better, quick decisions. He feels his heart beat, trying to break through his ribs, and he has a momentary flashback to his only other experiences of war - defending Redspan against the horrors of a massive Cagilan Empire army.
He manages to compose himself, and starts to marshal his troops into a tiny rudimentary box to protect himself from the cavalry, desperately hoping it's the right decision as a flurry of arrows rain in on that box target. He knows he's taken too long to get into position, and moves his men forward so they can get a better shot with their arrows.
"Damn it," he thinks, "I should be in a town hall, not in a battle," whereupon his thoughts turn to mild terror as the cavalry come towards him at a gallop. His men barely have time to change from arrows to swords, but regardless of their weapon, seven mixed infantry could never be a match for over twice their number on horseback, and he knows it.
He calls out to his men to reteat, as he realises that half of Shirogane's men already lie dead at the hands of the cavalry soldiers. If those men can't stop the horses, Dor knows his certainly can't. A horse cuts into the tiny box formation, and with that, the box breaks and Dor and his men run their fastest for cover. He hears the screams of his men as the big cavalry swords cut into them, killing some, and giving others wounds they'll be lucky to recover from.
Just as he feels he can run no longer, the cavalry officer comes up to him, and accepts his immediate surrender. It is only then, that Dor sees the banner of Abington trotting towards him on horseback, and another one held in the distance by the archers who started the fighting. He starts to feel dizzy, as the fear of death mixes with the confusion of friendly banners bringing that death.
He looks up at the cavalry officer. The officer seems to have a long nose. And a lot of hair. And suddenly whinnies, just as Dor faints.
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Dor wakes up some time later, in an uncomforable bed, in an unpleasant hut, in what would seem to him, if he had the strength to get up, and uninspiring village on the outskirts of Werdham. But that strength he does not have, and he quickly falls back asleep.
Minas Ithil
Arrival in Lothruin, Minas Ithil
19 Nov 2007
Dor arrives in Lothruin after an exhausting march across the island. Though tired, he has enjoyed the scenery, and been untroubled by other men. He is therefore weary but happy as he finally reaches Minas Ithil.
Once in Lothruin, he seeks out the local lord, hoping an allegiance. Dor visits his home, and speaks to the servant when she opens the door.
Dor: I seek Lord Sidd, is he at home?
Servant: Aye, sir, that he was, but that he is no longer, though that he'll be again.
Dor: [looking slightly confused] So he's out for a bit?
Servant: Aye, sir, that he be, but back he'll come, and out he'll go again.
Dor: Do you happen to know where I might find any of Minas Ithil's landed gentry nearby?
Servant: Aye, sir, that I knew, but know no longer, but hope to know again.
Dor: [looking a mixture of perplexed and frustrated, and handing over a piece of paper] Hmm. Well, please can you pass this message on to Sir Sidd for me?
Servant: Aye, sir, that I can't, but know I a man who can, and that he can, that I cannot, and th...
Dor: [silencing the lady with a piece of silver] Yes, yes, thank you very much.
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The piece of paper reads:
Lord Sidd,
My name is Dor Grindle, of the realm of Suville. I have left Suville behind me after it becomes clear that my skills are unvalued, and I hope to be of more use to the land of Minas Ithil.
My cousin Crip has told me good things of the realm; you may know him as one of your allies: in the Falasani Black Army. I have therefore travelled from the far south-eastern corner of this island to be in Minas Ithil, and find myself in your region upon my arrival.
I would be glad if you would accept me as a knight of Lothruin, as an initial step for me joining the realm. After that, I should be glad to spend some time in the realm to find the place most suitable for me to set up an estate.
Dor Grindle (Knight of Suville)
