|The Muster of Nordland|
|Rally Master||Werner Fassbinder|
|Chapter Hub||Grey Lady Coaching Inn|
Chapter Story Edit
Uncle Werner? Are you alive?
Werner's eyes blinked open and he looked about, confused. Slowly, the old peasant raised himself from the ground, straining against the weight of his chainmail shirt. Looking up, he smiled to see the face of his nephew, Gustav.
I'm all in one piece, then?" said the old man, surprised. "When I saw them Northmen comin' for me with their black swords, I thought I were a salted cod for sure."
All able-bodied men from the local villages had been summoned to the Grey Lady Inn by order of the Elector Count. There, under the direction of the Order of the Griffon, officers in the Nordland army were organizing the conscripts into regiments. Just as the unit had been preparing to march northward, a band of marauding Northmen attacked the coaching inn. The assault had been beaten back, but not without casualties.
"You two! Return to the ranks at once!" The voice was that of Captain Lankdorf, the officer in charge of assembling the ragtag band of farmers and shepherds into a fighting force. He was riding about and barking orders to the commoners, ignoring the curses they uttered under their breath. A younger officer approached him on foot and saluted.
'Sir! We have reports that scattered bands of Norse invaders have attacked several of the local farms. Fires have broken out and the peasants are asking for help."
Captain Lankdorf sighed. "Form a detachment, Sergeant, and move quickly to put those fires out. If you find any more of these raiding parties, put them to the sword."
'Very well, Sergeant. Take your men and get those fires under control." As the Sergeant ran to carry out his order, Captain Lankdorf turned to face the mob of farmers behind him.
Werner noticed that his nephew's hands were trembling.
"There now, lad. Put your faith in Sigmar, and 'e'll look after you."
Gustav managed a smile. "Thank you, Uncle. Sigmar willing, maybe we'll win the day."
Public Quests Edit
Ruins of Schloss von Rubendorff Edit
- Primary Article: Ruins of Schloss von Rubendorff
Schloss von Rubendorff was once used as an armory for the Nordland militia. With the scores of new recruits joining the ranks of the army, weapons are needed. A small force has been dispatched to the now-ruined castle to salvage whatever weapons remain.
The Burning Windmill Edit
- Primary Article: The Burning Windmill
The forces of the Empire have gathered many new troops from the local farming communities of Nordland with the expectation of using the food stores in the windmills to feed them. Unfortunately the Raven Host is burning the land as they go, and the grain stored in the outlying granaries is in danger of being consumed by the swarms of rodents being driven before the marauding Northmen.
The Norse are Coming! Edit
- Primary Article: The Norse are Coming!
Norse Dragonships ride the icy swells aground at Corpse Cove. Now the cries of sea-birds are drowned out by the savage howls of the invading Norse as they storm the beaches near the coastal village of New Emskrank.
Rally Master Edit
Werner Fassbinder is one of several farmers of Nordland conscripted into the ranks of the region's defenders. He's faced his fair share of close scrapes but somehow has survived, often despite the odds. This has resulted in being placed in a position of authority at the Grey Lady, supervising those newly arrived to the area and dispatching them where they are most needed.
Influence Rewards Edit