Tales of a Rising Star - The Knighthood of Fallagantis de la Fontaine
Greetings once more, to whosoever reads these continuing accounts of my family's journey through the ever-shifting tides of Britannia. My name is Fallagantis, son of the venerable Sir George of Hereford, whose own chronicles, I hope, have reached your eyes. The times have moved on since my father first put quill (or perhaps a more primitive digital stylus!) to parchment. The Saxon threat has intensified, and new figures rise and fall in the struggle for dominance.
I myself have risen in station and renown beyond what my father might have imagined in his early years. Through valor in battle, skill at arms, and perhaps a touch of ambition (a trait my father, ever cautious, might have frowned upon!), I have become a knight of some repute.
Let me present my own measure, as it stands in these more… dynamic times:
Fallagantis de la Fontaine - A Knight of Growing Fame
- SIZ 16, DEX 13, STR 14, CON 15, APP 13
- Move 3
- Armor 10 + shield
- Unconscious 8; Major Wound 15; Knockdown 16; Hit Points 31
- Healing Rate 3
- Damage 5d6
- Glory:
A respectable 6,000, a testament to battles won and challenges overcome.
My skills in combat have broadened and sharpened. While the lance (18) remains a favored weapon, I have also developed a keen edge with the sword (22) and even taken to the axe (15) when the situation demands brute force. My understanding of Battle (18) has deepened through command, and my Horsemanship (18) allows me to maneuver effectively on the ever-changing battlefield.
The demands of our era require more than just martial prowess. Awareness (13) keeps me vigilant against treachery, Courtesy (13) is essential in navigating the intricate web of alliances and rivalries among the British lords, and First Aid (13) remains a vital skill for any leader of men. Heraldry (13) helps me understand the shifting loyalties of banners, Hunting (13) still provides for my household, and the Tourney (13) offers a proving ground for my skills.
My spirit burns with a Valorous (16) fire, a trait I believe I inherited from my father, though perhaps tempered with a bolder edge. My Passions drive me – though I shall not delve into their specifics here, suffice to say they burn with an intensity (at least 16, in several key areas) that shapes my decisions and my path.
My warhorse remains a powerful Charger (6d6), a symbol of my station. And in these times, a knight's attire speaks volumes; I favor Rich clothing (£4) befitting my growing status.
The land continues to be contested. The Saxon tide shows no sign of receding, and the ambitions of various British kings often lead to internecine conflict. It is in this environment that my own fortunes have risen. Through service to my liege (in whose name I shall not yet fully reveal), I have distinguished myself in numerous skirmishes and battles against both Saxon invaders and rival British factions.
My adventures have taken me through the shadowed depths of the Forest of Dean, a place of ancient mysteries and lurking dangers. There, I have faced beasts both natural and perhaps… unnatural, honing my skills and adding to my growing Glory. The whispers of a unique challenge within that forest, a Circle of Gold, have also begun to reach my ears, a test of worth that some knights dare to undertake.
The future remains unwritten, but I feel a sense of destiny drawing me forward. The old ways clash with the new, and the fate of Britannia hangs in the balance. I, Fallagantis de la Fontaine, intend to play my part in shaping that destiny.
Continue to follow these chronicles, and you shall witness the further rise of my house and the unfolding drama of our age.
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