>>5966933‘’I do not know how I made it here, I was in plate and mail when I drowned but I awoke here, with naught to cover me save the dead and drowned but hear them still boy, the dead and dying the singing the call of the hydra, it never ends. <span class="mu-s">It. never. ends.</span>’’
The man's eyes were maniac, mad, sunken like a corpse and foolish fear gripped you tight, he was just a man, It was only with a perilous wrench that managed to pull yourself from his grip, red marks marred your skin & red welts where nail had found flesh. In that moment whatever possessed the old man had passed and he began to weep and you wondered how such a small & broken man had ever inspired fear in you.
<span class="mu-s">Thus ends the tale of the Crab King</span>
<span class="mu-s">1.The nature of the tale</span>
>The Crab King had been an ambitious and foolish man, but was no the less the peak of house Celtigar’s glory, that one man of your line had made the world bend to his will, had reached for dominion of even a small part of Westeros and nearly succeeded was evidence that your house was destined to be more than a footnote in the history of other kings. [Haughty]>The Crab King had been a fool, a violent, undisciplined and Glory hungry fool, none could deny his success but his overconfidence reminded you of one thing, overconfidence was a slow & insidious killer to even the greatest of men. [Cynic]>The Crab King’s story was not one to repeat in full, there had been glory and honor in his story, but such a horrific end was not the stuff of legends, it was the stuff of nightmares and nightmares were best not dwelt on. [Taciturn]<span class="mu-s">2.The fate of the old man</span>
>Meeting this man had been no small chance, it had been an omen of something unfinished, of oaths unfulfilled and honor not yet repaid. You would call him to service again. [Haughty + Persuasion check]>The Old man was broken, the best years of his life were done and his strength, both of mind and body, was gone, he would be of little use to you in the future and at worst could be a liability. [Cynic]>The Old man was spent, there was little you could do to improve his fate, nightmares and horror were a thing you had called up again but perhaps you could provide comfort for him…. Or at least his kin. [Taciturn] 