Kassarock

~ Winds Of Fate - A Thief's Adventure ~ (1.0)

@Arkitekt Okay cool, I'll get working on something for the IC, might PM some ideas by you.

[ASOIAF]: Before the Dragons Danced

@Ruby@RisingSun Since this is actually being set almost 20 years before the Dance, the previous Lord Tyrell is most likely alive and healthy at this time.

~ Winds Of Fate - A Thief's Adventure ~ (1.0)

Lucien 'Lucky' Beaumont-Dubois

Level 1 (Conman, Novice)
Currency: 8 bits
Ammunition: 0
Armour: +1
Status: Wounded

Lucky

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Race: Human

Origin: Born in Gullian, but was mostly raised in the countryside or abroad.

Attire: Dresses expensively but not garishly. The eagle eyed however might spot that his velvet doublet is beginning to wear at the elbows, a button is missing from one sleeve, and his sable breeches have been patched more than once. Always wears a gentleman's small sword at his side.

Demeanour: Charming, friendly, desperate.

Flaws:

• Terrible with money: Lucky spends every coin he gets his hands on to satisfy his expensive tastes and his...
• Gambling addiction: Lucky is a hopeless regular at race tracks, baiting pits, and gambling halls. He's not even particularly good at it.
• Burned bridges: Lucky has ripped off, swindled, and borrowed from many, many, people. Many of whom have few fond feelings for him.

Attributes

• Awareness - 2
• Strength - 1
• Dexterity - 2
• Charisma - 5
• Intelligence - 4
• Wit - 4
• Willpower - 1
• Luck - 1

Skillsets

• Persuasion - 5
• Deception - 5
• Barter - 5
• Forgery - 3
• Disguise - 2

​
Background:

As far as anyone can remember, Lucien Beumont-Dubois rode into Gullian on a fine white stallion just over two years ago and almost instantly set about making a name for himself as one of the most well connected, charming, and entertaining gentleman who straddled the lines between the lower nobility, bohemian artists, and the emerging wealthy merchants and burghers all looking to make connections. For a while he was the toast of the town, introducing such and such to so and so, staying in all the finest inns and attending all the best parties.

Few people could remember meeting the Beumont-Dubois family when they had lived in Gullian twenty five years ago, but few thought it suspicious, after all it was a long time and Gullian is a large city. Hazy half recollections of a meeting at some gala a quarter of a century ago aside, the man and his money was something of mystery. Soon however, Lucky began to share with his new friends and associates the secrets of his mysterious fortune.

It started casually, the buying and selling of a little objet d'art, perhaps splitting the cost of buying some imported wines wholesale. But once you had cut a deal with Lucky once or twice, more enticing offers appeared. His cousin's father in law owned a plot of land where prospectors had said there was gold, a plan to exploit Lucky's foreign contacts to start importing silk on jointly owned ships, an investment opportunity in one of the prime developments of the growing city of Gullian. All required significant loans or 'investments' from those Lucky rubbed elbows with. All were complete lies.

The threads all began to unwind when one client of Lucky's art dealership just so happened to meet an artist whose work he had bought through Lucky. When he showed him the work, the artist swore he had never painted such a picture in his life. Rumours began to spread, enquiries were made. The country estates that were used as collateral in these pyramid schemes were found to be owned by different people, or not to exist at all. The inns and lodging houses he stayed at had never received a single silver in payment and some had been refusing Lucky credit for months. People began to ask for their money back. But before most of the could, Lucky disappeared.

For the last few months, Lucky has been living in much reduced circumstances in the bad end of town. Continuously putting off or scraping together just enough coin to satisfying any creditors who manage to seek him out.

Personal Effects:

• A set of fine, if somewhat worn, clothing
• A gentleman's side sword
• A leather coin purse
• A silver signet ring
• 1 deed to property, 3 promissory notes (forged)
• Quill, parchment, inkwell
• A set of playing cards
• A set of gaming dice

Lucky's Rolls

~ Winds Of Fate - A Thief's Adventure ~ (1.0)

Lucky

Lucien 'Lucky' Beaumont-Dubois

Currency:
Ammunition:
Status:

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Race: Human

Origin: Born in Gullian, but was mostly raised in the countryside or abroad.

Attire: Dresses expensively but not garishly. The eagle eyed however might spot that his velvet doublet is beginning to wear at the elbows, a button is missing from one sleeve, and his sable breeches have been patched more than once. Always wears a gentleman's small sword at his side.

Demeanour: Charming, friendly, desperate.

Flaws:

• Terrible with money: Lucky spends every coin he gets his hands on to satisfy his expensive tastes and his...
• Gambling addiction: Lucky is a hopeless regular at race tracks, baiting pits, and gambling halls. He's not even particularly good at it.
• Burned bridges: Lucky has ripped off, swindled, and borrowed from many, many, people. Many of whom have few fond feelings for him.

Skillsets

• Persuasion- 4
• Deception- 4
• Barter- 3
• Forgery- 2
• Insight- 2

​
Background:

As far as anyone can remember, Lucien Beumont-Dubois rode into Gullian on a fine white stallion just over two years ago and almost instantly set about making a name for himself as one of the most well connected, charming, and entertaining gentleman who straddled the lines between the lower nobility, bohemian artists, and the emerging wealthy merchants and burghers all looking to make connections. For a while he was the toast of the town, introducing such and such to so and so, staying in all the finest inns and attending all the best parties.

Few people could remember meeting the Beumont-Dubois family when they had lived in Gullian twenty five years ago, but few thought it suspicious, after all it was a long time and Gullian is a large city. Hazy half recollections of a meeting at some gala a quarter of a century ago aside, the man and his money was something of mystery. Soon however, Lucky began to share with his new friends and associates the secrets of his mysterious fortune.

It started casually, the buying and selling of a little objet d'art, perhaps splitting the cost of buying some imported wines wholesale. But once you had cut a deal with Lucky once or twice, more enticing offers appeared. His cousin's father in law owned a plot of land where prospectors had said there was gold, a plan to exploit Lucky's foreign contacts to start importing silk on jointly owned ships, an investment opportunity in one of the prime developments of the growing city of Gullian. All required significant loans or 'investments' from those Lucky rubbed elbows with. All were complete lies.

The threads all began to unwind when one client of Lucky's art dealership just so happened to meet an artist whose work he had bought through Lucky. When he showed him the work, the artist swore he had never painted such a picture in his life. Rumours began to spread, enquiries were made. The country estates that were used as collateral in these pyramid schemes were found to be owned by different people, or not to exist at all. The inns and lodging houses he stayed at had never received a single silver in payment and some had been refusing Lucky credit for months. People began to ask for their money back. But before most of the could, Lucky disappeared.

For the last few months, Lucky has been living in much reduced circumstances in the bad end of town. Continuously putting off or scraping together just enough coin to satisfying any creditors who manage to seek him out.

Personal Effects:

• A set of fine, if somewhat worn, clothing
• A gentleman's side sword
• A leather coin purse
• A silver signet ring
• 1 deed to property, 3 promissory notes (forged)
• Quill, parchment, inkwell
• A set of playing cards
• A set of gaming dice

@Arkitekt Let me know if you want any revisions.

EDIT: Not to sure what to put for starting wealth either, will leave that to your discretion.

~ Winds Of Fate - A Thief's Adventure ~ (1.0)

@Arkitekt I'm actually really up for the rolling system, I've been on a break from RPG for the last year and half or so and that's partly because I got into tabletop and was investing my creative efforts there instead. Unfortunately my job means I move around a lot right now so maintaining a regular table group has been hard, so to the fill the void I came back here.

~ Winds Of Fate - A Thief's Adventure ~ (1.0)

Hey there, this seems like something that would potentially interest me. I was just wondering if it would it be possible to play a very social play heavy character, with few combat skills? Someone more along the lines of a conman than a traditional thief/rogue archetype...

[ASOIAF]: Before the Dragons Danced

House Saan

House Saan is an ancient noble family hailing from the Free City of Lys and descending from the dragonlords of Old Valyria. The House has the dubious distinction of also being the progenitor of a number of successful pirate lords. During the reign of Aegon I there was the pirate King Sargosso Saan, and more recently the pirate lords of Wreckstone, Sharako Saan and his son Lysono.

Currently the House is split into two different factions on either side of Daemon Targaryen's war for the Stepstones, House Saan of Lys and House Saan of Wreckstone. House Saan of Lys is the senior of the two branches of the family and is active in the magisterial politics of the Free City of Lys and the wider Kingdom of the Three Daughters. The junior branch, House Saan of Wreckstone, are pirate lords based on the Isle of Wreckstone, and are currently a vassal of the Kingdom of the Stepstones and the Narrow Sea.

House Saan of Lys

The Lysene branch of House Saan is both the senior of the two and the more powerful, prestigious branch. Headed by Magister Samarro Saan, its members are predominantly made up of his own children, although other descendants through matrilineal line can be found in both the noble Houses of Ormollen and Haen. Samarro is a man near the height of his power, a rich and well respected trader who sits on the Conclave of Magisters which rules the Free City of Lys. He has numerous sons and grandsons to succeeded his legacy and has made shrewd political alliances with other Lysene houses like the Rogares. However, a threat to his family lies in their renegade cousin, Lysono of Wreckstone, whose actions in the War for the Stepstones have raised questions about the loyalties of House Saan as a whole and has soured relations with other members of the Triachy.

House Members:

• Magister Samarro Saan (55), current Patriarch of House Saan and sitting Magister of the Free City of Lys. Widower.
  
  
  • Sylvarrio Saan (32), Samarro's eldest son and heir apparent, manages most of the families mercantile activities . Married to Ryella Ormollen.
    
    • Syaella Saan (10), daughter of Sylvarrio, twin of Syaello.
    • Syaello Saan (10), son of Sylvarrio, twin of Syaella.
    • Saera Saan (6), daughter of Sylvarrio.
  
  
  • Salloreon Saan (29), Sammarro's second son, a captain of the city watch of Lys. Married to Elaena Saan.
    
    • Saathos Saan (8), son of Salloreon and Elaena, nephew of Lysono.
    • Selenya Saan (5), daughter of Salloreon and Elaena, niece of Lysono.
  
  
  • Saenerys Saan (27), daughter of Sammarro. Married to Lysandro Rogare, politician and banker.

• Syrio Saan (24), third son of Sammarro, proprietor of notable pleasure house. Bachelor.

• Saenyx Saan (20), youngest son of Sammarro, apprentice to the Lysene alchemist guild. Bachelor.

House Saan of Wreckstone

Originally founded by Sharako Saan, a cousin of the Lysene Magister Samarro Saan, House Saan of Wreckstone is a fledgling house of Pirate Lords of the Stepstones. Until recently the house was landless after being purged from the Stepstones by the forces of the Triachy, but through allying itself with Daemon Targaryen's War for the Stepstones it has found fortune once more. Headed by the renegade and ambitious Lysono Saan, this small house represents a challenge to the status quo of Lysene politics.

House Members:

• Elaena Saan, (27) daughter of Sharako Saan, currently resides with senior branch in Lys. Wife of Salloreon Saan.

• Lysono Saan (25), son of Sharako Saan, pirate lord of Wreckstone. Bachelor.

• Vysenna Saan (18), daughter of Sharako Saan. Debutante at King Daemon's court.

Captains of the Wreckstone Fleet:

• Khorane Marr, Lysono's trusted leftenant, the one captain of his father's fleet who returned to Lys after the mutiny.
• Garin the Green, Lysono's closest companion, a young Dornish orphan of the green blood.
• Torreo Sathmantes, dangerous and ambitious captain from a somewhat prominent Lysene house.
• Moredo Sathmantes, younger brother of Torreo, obedient follower.
• Left-hand Lem, Oldtown smuggler turned pirate.
• Skullsplitter Stygg, an Ironborn raider.

Full Character sheets:

Lysono Saan

Lysono Saan

25

House Saan of Wreckstone

Appearance

Lysono Saan is a svelte and lithe man of shorter than average stature. Like many other Lyseni the blood of Old Valyria flows in his veins. This tells true by his long silvered hair that is twisted into a mass of braids and the gracile features that adorn his face. But Lysono's eyes are not those of some Valyrian dragonlord, instead they are an unusual blue green hue, the colour he likes to say of the seas he has made his fortune on. Most often he is clean shaven, and when taken into consideration with his fine facial structure, long hair, and full lips, there is more than just a hint of androgyny about the pirate lord.

Lysono dresses richly. Turquoise silks from beyond the Jade Gates of Qarth, bone white Myrish lace, purple dyed satin made from Tyroshi sea snails, and cloth of gold and silver from Lannisport and the mines of the West. From each ear hangs long teardrops of black amethyst set in bright silver, its purple so dark it almost looks like jet. His thin wrists jingle with bangles of precious metals or carved from ivory and amber. His slender fingers seem almost overwhelmed by the abundance of gaudy rings set upon them. But if called to action, those fingers can still easily reach down to Lysono's sword belt and grasp the two weapons that hang from it. From the left hip hangs a silver hilted narrow arming sword, while from the right, hangs a valyrian steel dagger with a black dragon bone handle.

Biography

Lysono Saan was born on the isle of Wreckstone in the year 86AC, the first born son of Sharako Saan, a pirate lord of the isle of Wreckstone and head of a cadet branch of the ancient and noble Lysene House of Saan. His father was the cousin of the senior branch of the family, which was at that time firmly based in Lys and in mostly legitimate trade. Though they both descended from the infamous Sargosso Saan who had been a Pirate King in the days of Aegon I, only Sharako's side of the family decided to take up his mantle.

Lysono's childhood was spent between the rugged and dangerous pirate dens of his father's world, and the genteel pleasure palaces of his cousins and kinsmen. This simultaneous induction into dual worlds of ruthless violence and idle hedonism marked the young man strongly, and is something which stayed with Lysono throughout the rest of his life. Though relations between both sides of the family were generally good, the same could not be said for the relations between most traders in the Triachy and pirates in the Stepstones. As the situation began to boil over into a crisis in the year of 96AC, word was dispatched from Lys warning the Saan's of Wreckstone to flee their island fastness lest they be swept away along with the other pirate lords and petty kings that profiteered off the flow of trade between the Narrow and Summer seas.

Sharako was a prudent man and elected to sail his family to Lys until the threat of war receded, while he himself would seek out somewhere else to continue his piratical activities. But in leaving the rich trading routes from which his family derived their income, he opened himself up to a danger from within. After a lean few years rumours began to spread amongst his crews that Sharako didn't have gold enough to pay them without the plunder from the Stepstones, or that he had secreted away an a larger than fair share of the recent hauls in order to support his family in exile. Talk turned to mutiny. Before long words turned to actions.

Sharako was murdered by his crew in his sleep while sailing the summer seas. Anarchy descended upon his small fleet as rival captains turned upon each other. When the news of the calamity finally reached Lysono on Lys, he found all that he had once expected to inherit, a lordship, a fleet, an army, was all taken from him, along of course with his own father.

The news hit the young Lysono hard, and for a year he turned to running up debts in the pillow houses and wine sinks of Lys in order to escape the reality of his much reduced situation. It was during this time that the rumours first began to spread about the unusual.. preferences that the young exiled lord possessed. Soon his credit began to turn bad, and even these distractions were lost to him. Indeed, all seemed lost. Until one day, a familiar ship limped back into the harbour below the city. Only one ship, one ship among half a score, had remained loyal to the elder Saan and had sought out his son and heir. It was only one ship, but it was enough. Enough to start again, restore his fortunes, and maybe one day take back what was his by right of birth.

And Lysono did just that. Over the next six years he raided and traded in every port from Ibben to Asshai, he stole from men, sold his wares to others, and as his fleet of corsairs grew, he began to sell his sails in petty wars all over Essos. But none of it was enough, the grip the Triachy held on the Stepstones was too strong for one mere pirate lord to break. But one day word reach his ears of another who might share his goal and was far more than just a pirate lord, he was Daemon Targaryen, Prince of the Iron Throne, and dragonlord.

Lysono sailed all the ships he had gathered to Driftmark, and bent his knee to the Rouge Prince on the condition that he and his heirs be named Lord of Wreckstone in this new kingdom Daemon seeks to carve out from amongst the Narrow Sea. Other than the Sea snake himself, Lysono brought the largest contingent of ships to Daemon's cause and he quickly found himself a part of the prince's war councils. Three years later, in 109AC, when the prince is crowned King of the Stepstones and the Narrow Sea, Lysono Saan is confirmed as Lord of the Isle of Wreckstone.

Vysenna Saan

Vysenna Saan

18

House Saan of Wreckstone

Appearance

Vysenna Saan shares many similarities appearance wise with older brother Lysono. They are both small, slim individuals bearing the blood of Old Valyria which manifests itself in their pale and silvery hair. Like her brother her eyes are not the deep purple of a Valyrian, but rather a sea green colour. Though fully grown into her womanhood for a number of years, Vysenna's waif-like proportions sometimes causes others to mistake her for being younger than she actually is.

Her dress differs drastically from her brother's in terms of the her preference for simple elegance over gaudy extravagance. Her dresses very well tailored but often are cut from plain silk or satin with little additional embroidery to embellish them. She prefers blues and greens, colours that bring out her unusual eyes. Though she has many jewels, Vysenna is unlikely to be wearing many of them at any given moment, often choosing a single necklace or broach depending upon the outfit. Though no doubt her dress sense would be considered foreign and revealing by Westerosi standards, in Lys it would be considered demure.

Biography

Vysenna Saan was born on the isle of Wreckstone in the year 93AC, the third and final child of pirate lord Sharako Saan, and his second daughter. Vysenna spent most of her childhood in Lys, with the Wreckstone branch of the Saan family originally leaving the island when Vysenna was only three years old prior the assault of the Triarchy in 96AC. The death of her father a few years later in a mutiny on the summer sea and the subsequent disappearance of her older brother to life a piracy left Vysenna alone in with only her Mother and her older sister Elaena.

Though they were nowhere near as wealthy as they had once been, the Wreckstone branch of the family still possessed some property in Lys. This along with what profits Lysono erratically sent back to them allowed Saan family enabled them to live a comfortable enough life independent of their cousins. But when Vysenna's mother was struck down by a sudden illness when Lysono was at sea this changed. Magister Samarro Saan acted as guardian to the two sisters, and married Elaena off to his own son Salloreon. Supposedly to maintain close relations between the two branches, but others said it was so Samarro's family could claim her portion of the inheritance for themselves.

When Lysono finally returned to Lys and heard these tidings he was furious and immediately took custody of his other still unmarried sister, Vysenna, fostering her with friends in ports and cities outside of Three Daughters. She has spent time in the free cities of Pentos and Braavos, on the isle of Driftmark with the Velaryons, and at King Daemon's Court on Bloodstone. She has returned to Lys since her brother claimed her, but only ever in his company.

[ASOIAF]: Before the Dragons Danced

Lysono Saan

Lysono Saan

29

House Saan of Wreckstone - Vassal of the King of the Stepstones and the Narrow Sea

Appearance

Lysono Saan is a svelte and lithe man of shorter than average stature. Like many other Lyseni the blood of Old Valyria flows in his veins. This tells true by his long silvered hair that is twisted into a mass of braids and the gracile features that adorn his face. But Lysono's eyes are not those of some Valyrian dragonlord, instead they are an unusual blue green hue, the colour he likes to say of the seas he has made his fortune on. Most often he is clean shaven, and when taken into consideration with his fine facial structure, long hair, and full lips, there is more than just a hint of androgyny about the pirate lord.

Lysono dresses richly. Turquoise silks from beyond the Jade Gates of Qarth, bone white Myrish lace, purple dyed satin made from Tyroshi sea snails, and cloth of gold and silver from Lannisport and the mines of the West. From each ear hangs long teardrops of black amethyst set in bright silver, its purple so dark it almost looks like jet. His thin wrists jingle with bangles of precious metals or carved from ivory and amber. His slender fingers seem almost overwhelmed by the abundance of gaudy rings set upon them. But if called to action, those fingers can still easily reach down to Lysono's sword belt and grasp the two weapons that hang from it. From the left hip hangs a silver hilted narrow arming sword, while from the right, hangs a valyrian steel dagger with a black dragon bone handle.

Biography

Lysono Saan was born on the isle of Wreckstone in the year 82AC, the first born son of Sharako Saan, a pirate lord of the isle of Wreckstone and head of a cadet branch of the ancient and noble Lyseni House of Saan. His father was the cousin of the senior branch of the family, which was at that time firmly based in Lys and in mostly legitimate trade. Though they both descended from the infamous Sargosso Saan who had been a Pirate King in the days of Aegon I, only Sharako's side of the family decided to take up his mantle.

Lysono's childhood was spent between the rugged and dangerous pirate dens of his father's world, and the genteel pleasure palaces of his cousins and kinsmen. This simultaneous induction into dual worlds of ruthless violence and idle hedonism marked the young man strongly, and is something which stayed with Lysono throughout the rest of his life. Though relations between both sides of the family were generally good, the same could not be said for the relations between most traders in the Triachy and pirates in the Stepstones. As the situation began to boil over into a crisis in the year of 96AC, word was dispatched from Lys warning the Saan's of Wreckstone to flee their island fastness lest they be swept away along with the other pirate lords and petty kings that profiteered off the flow of trade between the Narrow and Summer seas.

Sharako was a prudent man and elected to sail his family to Lys until the threat of war receded, while he himself would seek out somewhere else to continue his piratical activities. But in leaving the rich trading routes from which his family derived their income, he opened himself up to a danger from within. Rumours began to spread amongst his crews that Sharako didn't have gold enough to pay them without the plunder from the Stepstones, or that he had secreted away an a larger than fair share of the recent hauls in order to support his family in exile. Talk turned to mutiny. Before long words turned to actions.

Sharako was murdered by his crew in his sleep while sailing the summer seas. Anarchy descended upon his small fleet as rival captains turned upon each other. When the news of the calamity finally reached Lysono on Lys, he found all that he had once expected to inherit, a lordship, a fleet, an army, was all taken from him, along of course with his own father.

The news hit the young Lysono hard, and for months he turned to running up debts in the pillow houses and wine sinks of Lys in order to escape the reality of his much reduced situation. It was during this time that the rumours first began to spread about the unusual.. preferences that the young exiled lord possessed. Soon his credit began to turn bad, and even these distractions were lost to him. Indeed, all seemed lost. Until one day, a familiar ship limped back into the harbour below the city. Only one ship, one ship among half a score, had remained loyal to the elder Saan and had sought out his son and heir. It was only one ship, but it was enough. Enough to start again, restore his fortunes, and maybe one day take back what was his by right of birth.

And Lysono did just that. Over the next decade he raided and traded in every port from Ibben to Asshai, he stole from men, sold his wares to others, and as his fleet of corsairs grew, he began to sell his sails in petty wars all over Essos. But none of it was enough, the grip the Triachy held on the Stepstones was too strong for one mere pirate lord to break. But one day word reach his ears of another who might share his goal and was far more than just a pirate lord, he was Daemon Targaryen, Prince of the Iron Throne, and dragonlord.

Lysono sailed all the ships he had gathered to Driftmark, and bent his knee to the Rouge Prince on the condition that he and his heirs be named Lord of Wreckstone in this new kingdom Daemon sought to carve out from amongst the Narrow Sea. Other than the Sea snake himself, Lysono brought the largest contingent of ships to Daemon's cause and he quickly found himself a part of the prince's war councils. Three years later, when the prince is crowned King of the Stepstones and the Narrow Sea, Lysono Saan takes is confirmed as Lord of the Isle of Wreckstone.

Alright, there we go, let me know if you want any edits.

[ASOIAF]: Before the Dragons Danced

I am also interested in this, are you still accepting?

I feel like perhaps playing a slightly lower born character, or maybe a foreigner?

Main current idea is a Lyseni pirate, who might have teamed up with Daemon in the War for the Stepstones for revenge on the Kingdom of the Three Daughters after they drove the pirates out in 106AC. Could even be a member of the Saan family actuallu, there's no canon members for this time period I think.

The Band of Fools

Yeah sorry about this everyone I've really dropped the ball with one. I've realised I don't have enough free time to adequately GM this in a timely fashion, been working frantically since Christmas and the last thing I want to do atm is sit down and write. Sorry for wasting people's time, maybe I'll reboot next year or summat when I'm finished with this postgraduate degree.