Chapter 7: A Favor Owed
The dust had barely settled from the ambush with the Black Crows, yet Sam knew his troubles were far from over. He had dealt a decisive blow to House Bulwer's hired thugs, but now he'd put himself directly on their radar. House Bulwer would not take this humiliation lying down, and it was only a matter of time before they made their next move.
In the wake of the battle, Sam's system displayed an alert:
New Quest Alert: Strengthen Your Position
Objective: Forge stronger alliances to counter House Bulwer's influence and defend your hold on Oldtown.
Reward: High-value allies, increased network influence, +10 Reputation.
If he wanted to hold his ground, he needed to move beyond sheer strength and tactics; he needed powerful allies. The Hightowers supported him, but Oldtown was filled with other influential figures whose support could be invaluable. One in particular came to mind: Lady Alerie Oakheart, a minor but influential noble with deep connections across the Reach.
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A Favor from Lady Oakheart
Rumor had it that Lady Alerie often visited the Starry Sept to make sizable donations and cultivate the support of the Faith. Sam decided to find her there and offer his services. With her favor, he could gain access to the more respectable circles of Oldtown society—giving him an edge over House Bulwer's grudge.
The Starry Sept was a beautiful, imposing structure, filled with the scent of incense and the soft echoes of whispered prayers. Sam found Lady Alerie near the altar, wrapped in a silvery shawl, her posture graceful yet commanding. He approached, bowing slightly to show respect.
"Lady Oakheart," he greeted her quietly. She looked up, an eyebrow raised.
"I don't believe we've been introduced," she replied, a hint of curiosity in her voice. "What brings you to the Sept?"
"I'm Sam Wilson, my lady," he said, maintaining eye contact. "I recently aided House Hightower in a matter of importance, and I believe we may be able to help each other. I'm hoping to make a respectable name in Oldtown—and perhaps earn your favor."
Lady Alerie studied him carefully, her gaze unwavering. "You have ambition, Sam Wilson. But the Reach is a dangerous place for those who reach too far."
"I understand," Sam replied, "but it's also a place that rewards those who can rise to its challenges. If there's anything I can do for you, anything to prove my worth, name it."
A faint smile touched her lips. "It so happens I do have a problem that requires… discretion. If you help me with this, perhaps we can discuss a more formal arrangement."
New Quest: A Favor Owed
Objective: Assist Lady Alerie Oakheart with her issue to gain her favor.
Reward: Alliance with House Oakheart, increased influence in Oldtown.
Sam's system highlighted the quest, and he agreed without hesitation. "What would you have me do?"
Lady Alerie's expression turned serious. "A shipment of rare spices meant for my house was intercepted on the Roseroad. I suspect bandits, but I lack the men to investigate. If you can retrieve it, we'll have the start of an understanding."
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The Road to Roseroad
With his task in hand, Sam gathered Garrick and a small group of his men, informing them of the mission. This wasn't just about gaining Lady Alerie's favor; if he could eliminate a bandit threat on the Roseroad, he'd also earn the respect of the merchants who depended on that route.
As they traveled, Sam's mind raced with plans. Lady Alerie was one of the savviest nobles in Oldtown, known for her trade connections. Securing her support could open up new avenues in the city and provide protection from enemies like House Bulwer.
After several hours of riding, Sam and his men reached the stretch of the Roseroad where the ambush had supposedly taken place. They dismounted and began scanning the area for clues. It didn't take long for Garrick to find the first signs of the bandits' presence—a piece of torn fabric snagged on a low branch and a set of footprints leading into the woods.
"They've got to be close," Garrick muttered, gesturing towards the dense tree line.
Sam nodded, signaling his men to spread out quietly. His system chimed in with a prompt:
Survival Skill Check: Success!
Current Survival Level: 4
Following the tracks deeper into the woods, they soon spotted a makeshift camp in a small clearing. A few guards lounged around a fire, their weapons resting nearby. The spice crates were piled haphazardly beside them, a few of the bandits sampling their stolen goods.
New Objective: Take Back the Shipment and Eliminate the Bandit Threat
Reward: +10 Influence with House Oakheart, 500 Silver Coins, Increased Reputation.
Sam raised his hand, signaling his men to prepare for an ambush. With the element of surprise on their side, they struck quickly and decisively.
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The Fight
The bandits were caught off-guard, some barely having time to reach for their weapons. Garrick led the charge, swinging his axe with brutal precision, while Sam took on the bandit leader—a tall, wiry man with a scar across his forehead. The fight was fierce, but the bandits' morale crumbled under the coordinated assault.
The leader was quicker than Sam anticipated, slashing with his dagger in rapid strikes. But Sam's system highlighted the man's weaknesses, suggesting counter moves. In a swift motion, he sidestepped, catching the bandit leader off-balance before driving his sword into the man's side.
The rest of the bandits scattered, but Sam's men pursued them, ensuring none escaped to spread word of their defeat.
Quest Complete: A Favor Owed
Reward: +10 Influence with House Oakheart, 500 Silver Coins, Increased Reputation
As they recovered the spice crates and loaded them onto their horses, Sam felt a surge of accomplishment. Not only had he gained favor with Lady Alerie, but he'd also made the Roseroad safer—earning goodwill from both her house and local traders who depended on the route.
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An Alliance Sealed
Back in Oldtown, Sam returned the spice shipment to Lady Alerie, who received him with a mixture of amusement and respect.
"I see you are as capable as you claim, Sam Wilson," she said, nodding with approval. "You've not only retrieved my shipment but eliminated a threat that even the city guard has struggled to manage."
"I'm grateful for the opportunity to prove myself, my lady," he replied with a slight bow.
Lady Alerie's eyes softened. "Consider my favor granted. You may count House Oakheart as a friend. I will speak to a few people, and you may find doors open that were once closed to you."
New Ally: Lady Alerie Oakheart
Increased Influence in Oldtown
Sam felt a weight lift off his shoulders. With Lady Alerie's favor, he had secured an ally who could counterbalance the influence of his enemies. House Oakheart's connections extended far beyond Oldtown; with her support, he now had access to valuable networks across the Reach.
As they parted ways, Lady Alerie's final words lingered in his mind. "Be careful, Sam. You've earned some powerful friends, but power attracts attention. Do not become complacent."
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An Invitation to the Council
Not a day after his alliance with Lady Oakheart, Sam received another summons—this time, to attend a meeting of prominent traders and minor nobles in Oldtown. It was an informal council, but attendance was by invitation only. It was known as a place where Oldtown's real decisions were made, where alliances and trade agreements were formed in secret.
The invitation was both an opportunity and a test. If he could impress Oldtown's power brokers, he might solidify his position as a legitimate force in the city.
At the meeting, he found himself surrounded by an array of influential figures: merchant lords, guild leaders, and minor nobles, all huddled around a long table in a private hall. He recognized a few familiar faces—among them, Marei the Informant and even Lady Alerie herself, giving him a subtle nod of acknowledgment.
The conversation was filled with guarded words and careful gestures. Sam took his time listening, learning the politics of Oldtown from those who navigated it daily.
Finally, one of the merchants turned to him. "Sam Wilson, we've heard much of your activities. You've made yourself useful, but Oldtown is a delicate place. Disruptions don't go unnoticed. Can you assure us that your intentions are… beneficial?"
Sam chose his words carefully. "I seek to make Oldtown a safer, more prosperous place. My men defend the docks, and I've driven out bandits from the Roseroad. I believe that stability benefits us all, wouldn't you agree?"
The merchant's eyes gleamed with interest. "Indeed. As long as your actions serve the interests of Oldtown, you will find allies among us."
Reputation Increased
Influence in Oldtown Council Secured
As the meeting concluded, Sam felt a sense of accomplishment. He had successfully integrated himself into Oldtown's unofficial council, gaining a foothold in the city's upper circles. But as he left, he couldn't shake a lingering feeling—House Bulwer was likely watching his every move, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
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A Final Warning
Returning to
Returning to the warehouse, Sam found the atmosphere charged with excitement. His men had gathered to hear about the outcome of the council meeting, and he felt the weight of their expectations. He gathered them around, eager to share the news.
"Everyone, listen up!" Sam called, his voice steady and commanding. "We've made significant strides in Oldtown. I just attended a council meeting with influential traders and nobles. They're willing to recognize our efforts and support our cause."
Cheers erupted from his followers, bolstering Sam's confidence.
"However," he continued, raising a hand for silence, "we must remain vigilant. House Bulwer will not take our success lightly. They'll retaliate. Our enemies are powerful, and they will be looking for weakness. We need to strengthen our defenses and expand our influence."
New Quest: Fortify Your Defenses
Objective: Implement new security measures at your warehouse, gather intelligence on House Bulwer, and prepare for a potential attack.
Reward: Improved defenses, increased follower loyalty, +5 Reputation.
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Preparing for the Inevitable
Sam set to work immediately, directing Garrick and his men to reinforce the warehouse. They added barricades, set traps, and stationed sentries at key points. Meanwhile, Sam approached Marei for intelligence on House Bulwer's movements. He needed to know their next steps before they made a play against him.
Marei met him in the back of a tavern, her demeanor more serious than usual. "Word travels quickly in Oldtown, Sam. House Bulwer has been in a frenzy since the Black Crows' defeat. They're tightening their grip, trying to regain their status after the embarrassment."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked, leaning in.
"They're rallying support from other houses. I overheard they're negotiating with the Hightowers to cut a deal that would put you at a disadvantage. You need to act fast if you want to secure your position."
Sam's stomach twisted at the thought. He had to counter this quickly. "What can we do?"
Marei shrugged, her eyes flickering with mischief. "You need to make your own alliances. Strengthen ties with those who might oppose House Bulwer. There are whispers of dissent among the lesser houses in the Reach. They're wary of Bulwer's ambitions."
Sam nodded, formulating a plan. If he could gather a coalition of smaller houses, they could stand against Bulwer's influence.
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A Journey to Gather Allies
Over the next few days, Sam set out to meet with several lesser houses, traveling to their lands just outside Oldtown. His reputation as a merchant with a rising influence preceded him, and many were curious to hear what he had to offer.
His first stop was House Oakentree, a minor house known for its timber trade. The head of the house, Lord Olwen Oakentree, was a pragmatic man who valued stability over ambition.
"I've heard of your exploits in Oldtown," Lord Olwen said, regarding Sam with a mixture of respect and caution. "But what makes you think you can protect us from House Bulwer?"
"I've already secured an alliance with House Oakheart," Sam replied, sensing the old lord's skepticism. "With your timber resources and my growing influence, we could counteract Bulwer's expansion and stabilize the region."
Lord Olwen rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Very well. If House Oakheart stands with you, I will lend my support. We must not let Bulwer think they can bully us into submission."
New Ally: House Oakentree
+5 Influence in the Reach
With Lord Olwen's backing, Sam felt emboldened and continued his journey to other houses, repeating the same pitch. By the end of the week, he had secured alliances with three more minor houses: House Tyrell, House Tallhart, and House Blackwood. Each offered their resources and influence in exchange for protection against House Bulwer.
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An Unexpected Revelation
As Sam returned to Oldtown, he felt the tides shifting in his favor. He was building a coalition, and with each ally, his confidence grew. However, he also sensed something was amiss. There was a whisper of unease in the air, as if the city itself held its breath in anticipation.
That evening, he convened his men in the warehouse to discuss their recent successes and the path ahead. As they gathered, Garrick entered with a serious expression, carrying a letter.
"What is it?" Sam asked, taking the letter from Garrick's hand.
"It's from Lady Alerie," Garrick replied. "I think you should read it immediately."
Sam broke the seal and unfolded the parchment. The elegant handwriting belonged to Lady Alerie, but the content sent chills down his spine.
Urgent:
Sam,
I have received troubling news. House Bulwer has declared a bounty on you. They seek not only your downfall but are willing to employ any means necessary to eliminate you and anyone associated with you. Be on your guard. I will do what I can to protect you, but you must remain vigilant. Do not trust anyone you do not know well.
—Alerie Oakheart
Sam's heart raced as he read the words. A bounty on his head? This was no longer just a game of influence; it was a matter of life and death. He looked up at Garrick, who wore a concerned expression.
"We need to prepare for an attack," Sam said, feeling the weight of responsibility. "If Bulwer is willing to go this far, they'll strike soon. We need to gather everyone and fortify our position."
Quest Update: Fortify Your Defenses
New Objective: Prepare for imminent attack from House Bulwer. Increase defenses and gather your allies for protection.
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A Night of Preparation
As night fell, the atmosphere in the warehouse became tense. Sam worked alongside Garrick and Tom to ensure that their defenses were as strong as possible. They positioned guards at every entrance and checked the traps they had set. The weight of their preparation hung heavy in the air; they all knew the attack could come at any moment.
In the midst of this, Sam took a moment to reflect. He thought about the alliances he had formed and the support he had gathered. He had built a small army of followers, and with Lady Alerie and the minor houses backing him, he had resources he could leverage. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling of vulnerability.
"Sam," Tom said, breaking his thoughts. "What's our plan if they come?"
"We hold our ground," Sam replied firmly. "We'll use the warehouse to our advantage, and if they try to breach, we'll fight back with everything we have. But we also need to send word to our allies. If we can unite them, we can repel any attack Bulwer launches."
Garrick nodded, a fierce determination in his eyes. "We won't let them take us down without a fight."
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The Calm Before the Storm
The hours passed slowly, the tension in the air thickening. As the men took up their positions, Sam felt a sense of unity among them. They were ready to face whatever came next.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from the warehouse's main entrance. Sam's heart raced as he turned to see several dark figures rushing inside, the glint of steel catching the dim light.
"Get ready!" he shouted, drawing his sword. "We're under attack!"
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The Battle for Oldtown
The room erupted into chaos as the men of House Bulwer charged into the warehouse, weapons drawn and faces grim. Sam rallied his followers, positioning them strategically to create a defensive line.
"Hold the line!" he yelled, pushing forward to meet the first wave of attackers.
The first few moments were a flurry of movement and violence. Sam struck at the nearest assailant, feeling adrenaline surge through him as he fought to protect what he had built. His men fought valiantly beside him, holding back the tide of Bulwer's thugs.
The system prompted a combat assessment:
Battle Mode Activated!
Leadership Skill: +1
Current Leadership Level: 4
Follower Loyalty: +5
Sam's leadership inspired his men, but he knew they were outnumbered. "We need to flank them!" he shouted, signaling Garrick to lead a counterattack from the side.
With Garrick taking a group of men, they swept around, catching Bulwer's fighters off-guard. The tide of battle shifted as Sam pressed his advantage, pushing back against the invaders.
But then, a shout echoed through the chaos—a familiar voice calling Sam's name.
"Sam! We need help here!" It was Tom, cornered by two of Bulwer's men, struggling to defend himself.
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Decisions in the Heat of Battle
Sam faced a choice. He could continue to lead his men in the battle against the remaining assailants or rush to Tom's aid, potentially exposing himself to danger.
Choice Time:
1. Charge towards Tom and assist him, risking exposure but saving a friend.
2. Stay with your men and rally them to push back the attackers, maintaining your leadership position.
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Sam's mind raced as he weighed the options. Each choice carried significant consequences, not just for him but for the men who depended on him. Ultimately, he made his decision.
What will Sam do?