Concerning Lords and Ladies

I awoke from a strange dream... wherein a lady - strange, yet also familiar - was trying to warn me about something, but I couldn't understand what it was...

In any case, I should put it out of my mind as today I am to host an important feast celebrating the unity of my realm. Influential guests and vassals will be attending, but some of them don't always get along. Already I hear an argument ongoing somewhere downstairs.

I should see what it's about and bring a peaceful resolution to it.

Tyron Goldbridge, the Baron of Thornhill, has a long list of transgressions against my other vassals. It is past time to rein in his ambitions, yet revoking too many of his advances might carry the risk of rebellion.

For now, I should talk to the other families present and choose a petition from one among them to support.

I have made up my mind. It is time to confront Tyron Goldbridge.

Tyron did not take well to my request, but perhaps he'll cool off in the outside air.

In the meantime, I should tend to a demanding guest; a mage named Kelanthir. I've heard rumors magi can be quite particular about their whiskey and this one seems to be no exception.

Not to worry, I have some of my finer bottles stuffed away at the back of the library, which is located in the southern wing on the ground floor of my manor.

Alarm?! Tyron must have hired mercenaries in secret and is now assaulting the estate! I should join my guards outside and cut down as many of the intruders as I can.

It might be best arm myself first, though - the armory in the north wing, on the ground floor of my manor should be stocked with weapons and armor.

With the help of Kelanthir the mage, I managed to repel Goldbridge's assault. He's retreating into the woods, but he's mistaken if he thinks I'll let him get away with this.

Goldbridge refused to surrender peacefully, but I wasn't really expecting him to.

Goldbridge is safely tucked away in my dungeons, and the day is not yet ruined. I should enter the banquet hall, address my guests and let the feast begin!

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