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ne way or the other, we all end up in service of a banner. Eventually. It's just a matter of whether you're following or carrying it.__________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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1084. Calradia and the surrounding regions are rife with war and, like so many other people, your life was influenced by it in some way or form, whether you were displaced from your home or pressed into service of the imperial army. Perhaps you were a Khuzait nomad that ventured a bit too far west, or a Vlandian bastard that did not wish to ride on the coattails of their legitimate brothers and sisters. A Battanian mercenary, perhaps, or a Sturgian raider that needed to escape after a heated debate with the Boyar you were in service to went bad.
In this story, it is not how you got here that dictates the future, it is the fact that you are here now that matters. We are all brothers and sisters now. We are all Bannerlords. Well.. we will all be Bannerlords at some point, not quite yet.
This story will follow the tales of a former mercenary group that lost most of their company, the Iron Hats in the great battle of Pendraic. They formed a part of the vanguard that were obliterated by the Battanian ambush, and saw their leader and captains die at the hands of Battanian arrows and falxes. Such is the way of war, after all.
Whatever amount of the Iron Hats that survived, no matter how narrowly, has escape the battlefield in the aftermath, between the ambush itself and the time when the Battanians came back, whooping and hollering and decapitating their prey. But there are not many of you left, and you can no longer call yourselves the Iron Hats.
The small group you were a part of escaped all the way to Tevea, deep in imperial territory, before erupting into a discussion at night, which soon turned heated. Just before the members of your group could reach for their blades, the stifled cry of a man caught your attention and, together, you rushed to where the yell had heard. An Imperial doctor laid there, being assaulted by a band of marauders. Your group of experienced, but weary and injured soldiers, made short work of them.
"Thank you, thank you a thousand times," the doctor said. "My name is Tacteos, I was on the way to Diathma to see if I could sell this artifact I have here," he told you all, tapping a box with gold-plated engravings on it. "But it seems this journey is more risky than I had thought. As a thank you for saving my life, I would give you this artiact -- the soldier I got it from said it was a piece of a banner of some importance, shattered a few days ago at the battle of Pendraic."
This information was enough to alert all of you of just what manner of artifact was in your hand -- the Dragon Banner. From the battle you were in days ago, no less.
Here starts your story, Bannerlords. What you may make of it, we know not, but whatever it may be, know that great fame and fortune awaits you.
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Hello and thank you for taking the time to read my interest check. I will be looking for at least 7 counts of interest in this RP. The RP will take the shape of a relatively sandbox-y RP where the choices of your characters will directly influence the plotlines I set out for you as the GM. Together, you will seek to restore the dragon banner, and then.. do as you please with it. As you were all part of the same mercenary group, this means a) the characters have a background with each other and b) your character can be of any culture, as the mercenary group would likely recruit whomever they want. If you have no knowledge of Calradi/Mount and Blade, the game is not terribly complex and you can basically consider it a relatively standard fantasy world minus the fantastical elements.
Thanks again, and let me know if you're interested in being a Butterlord Bannerlord!
