>>5705261>>5705341>>5705354A wise idea, training a successor should be a priority.
Unfortunately you should have confessed your sins before rolling I think, hah ! But fortunately the roll passes because of your "leader" trait.
>>5705508>>5705601>>5705646Looking at Oldfossil you told him in a dign and important tone that you saw your father use in important circumstances. You explained him.
-Dear Oldfossil, your work here was prodigious, your work here is formidable you took an open field and now there would not only be an irrigation system but a reservoir and an orchard on it. You deserve all the praise that you can get. But praises, if they are the highest honour of a dutiful servant, are nothing when not backed by acts.
You then put a hand on his shoulder and added.
-For how many years have you served the Local Lordship dear Oldfossil ?
-I have sworn to serve Lord Random fourty two years ago my Lord.
You could see the emotion in his voice, and it was even more present when you explained him.
-Fourty two years of good and loyal service deserve a reward. I shall order my men, once this orchard will be finished and when we will have the money, to build you a small manor house and I shall give you some land, it is time that you have your own and serve me not only as a councillor but as a vassal. I know that you are a second son, and what do second sons like more than that eh ?
You tried to smile kindly at the old man and he tried to say something his eyes were full of emotion and he began to tell.
-My lord I... I...
He then put his hand on his heart and seemed to be frozen in place and struggled to breathe. Before you could imagine something he fell from his horse ! By Saint Denis, no ! You dismounted your horse just as the same time as your knights and you noticed that your councillor had troubles to breathe. Giving this man his dream apparently had made his hearth weaker. You hoped that he would not die, it would be an incredibly stupid death. Godefroi tried to revive him with some strong alcohol and it seemed to save the man from his fainting. His hearth seemed to still ache and he could have fallen from his horse on a rock and died but fortunately he simply was bruised. After some "where are we ?" that you heard from him you managed to be sure that he still had all his head when he told.
-T...Thank you my lord... I am sorry, it must be the sun, and the emotion. I... Never hoped to have lands and... At least since my wife died 30 years ago... I do not know if I deserve this and..
-Do not worry, you deserve it all, I am the one who judges about that and your services have been marvelous. Continue like this and you will be a happy landowner I can guarantee you this.
He nodded.
-T... Thank you my lord.
