This is the list of interactions with Rolf.
Introduction[]
"Greetings. I am Rolf, son of Rolf, of the most ancient and puissant House of Rolf."
- Hmm... I have never heard of the House of Rolf.
- "Really? Well, perhaps your ignorance can be forgiven. Our ancestral lands are far away, over the mountains.
- Like all the men of my family, I have come to a foreign land to make a name for myself in the profession of arms before returning home to take over custodianship of my estates. Unfortunately, the authorities in these lands have little understanding of the warrior code, and have chosen to call me a bandit and brigand, and put a price on my head -- a most unfair libel to throw at a gentleman adventurer, you will surely agree.
- But I am anxious to avoid any further trouble, so if you knew of any company of fighting men where I might enlist, I would be most grateful."
- I run such a company and might be able to hire an extra hand.
- Good! I look forward to vanquishing your enemies.
- Note however that as a gentleman and the holder of a barony, I expect to be in a position of command, and not be treated as one of the common soldiers.
- Very well. I'll be glad to have you with us, um, 'Baron'.
- Excellent. Before we depart, would you be so kind to lend me 300 denars? I had to pawn a family heirloom at a pawnbroker here in (Town), and I would like to retrieve it before we leave.
- Certainly. Here's 300 denars.
- Good! Give me a few moments to prepare and I'll be ready to move.
- Sorry. I can't afford that at the moment.
- Actually, we are not in the habit of hiring bandits with invented pedigrees. Good day, sir.
- No, sorry, I haven't heard of one.
- Note however that as a gentleman and the holder of a barony, I expect to be in a position of command, and not be treated as one of the common soldiers.
- Eh? No thanks, we don't want any.
Reencounter[]
I went back to my ancestral barony, to inspect my lands. But we had locusts, you see, and bad rains, and other things, so here I am again, looking for work.
Retirement[]
I have fought with you honourably, as befits a son of the House of Rolf, but I am not altogether satisfied with your leadership. I will go home to my ancestral estates, which are much in need of my services.
Rehire[]
Why hello, captain. It's been a while. You've done well for yourself, I hear. For my part, I've been having some difficulties coaxing a living from my estates -- locusts, bad rains, unruly serfs, that sort of thing. I thought I might take up the sword once more. I know there's been some bad blood between us, but I'd be honoured to fight in your ranks once again.
Gathering Information[]
Captain, if you could spare me for a few days, I would like to look up an old comrades-in-arms in Veluca, who has from time to time led a small company in the pay of the (faction). He is a good man the kind who speaks little and listens much. I'm sure over a drink or two he might let us know which way the political winds are blowing in those parts.
Right to Rule[]
Well, captain, I think that you would be the kind of king that well-born gentlemen such as myself would be proud to follow into battle...
Of course, captain. The trick is now to get others to follow you. As you know, one's lineage is a great determinant of one's worthiness. Perhaps you have a long-lost ancestor of whom you have not told me?
Yes -- I think I have heard of that line. In fact, I can envision his entire genealogy. If you give me leave, 'Majesty', I shall travel about the villages and castles of this realm over the next several weeks, spreading word of your royal birth. Of course, I would hope that you would remember your faithful subject, when it comes to distributing lands...
Awarding a Fief[]
It is good of you to grant me (fief) as a fief -- and most appropriate. Proud indeed is the king who has a baron of the House of Rolf as {his/her} vassal.
Story: Ehlerdah[]
The Woods of Ehlerdah. Bah. This place is thick with bandits and outlaws.
Well, you see, the King of Swadia declared this to be his personal hunting preserve, and said he'd kill any man who as much as strung his bow here. So what happens? Some family goes hungry, and succumbs to the temptation to poach, and the king's sheriff comes along and strings him up and takes his land. His sons, rather than starve, go bandit. And so naturally anyone in the whole valley who feels the need to run away from a debt or a nagging wife or a vengeful noble comes up here to join them, living on wild pigs and berries and the purses of unwary travellers.
How do I know this, you ask? Well... I was taken by them, and held for ransom, but I got away. That's really all there is to tell.
Story Recap[]
Our ancestral barony is over the mountains, across the Culdarr pass.
Like Quotes[]
Baheshtur[]
Excuse me, sir. I just wanted to say a word in praise of Baheshtur. He did well in that last battle.
You chose well to enlist him in our company. He knows a thing or two about a fight, and also knows the importance of respecting his comrades-in-arms, unlike some others I might mention.
Failing Quests[]
Your pardon -- whatever anyone else says, I think nothing of it that you fail a quest which we undertook on the word of honour. You should adopt whatever ruse you need to survive in these survive in these troubled times.
Dislike Quotes[]
Bunduk (Map Dislike)[]
Sir. The House of Rolf is one of the most ancient and respected families in this part of the world, with a provenance dating back to the Old Calradic Empire. Yet Bunduk openly shows me disrespect, and cast doubt on the provenance of my house.
Sir, these are indeed sorry days if common folk are allowed to mock their betters. That is all.
Deshavi (Battle Dislike)[]
Sir. I happened to exchange a few words with Deshavi as we were dividing up the spoils of battle. Please inform her that when she speaks to me, she should call me 'Baron' or perhaps 'Baron Rolf' or 'Your Grace,' but certainly not just 'Rolf.'
I am of noble blood, and she is of the basest birth. She must remember her place.
Right to Rule Objection: Artimenner[]
Captain, Artimenner has set off on a journey, telling the burghers that you claim the throne because you know how to balance your accounts. That's nonsense. Nobles and kings fight and rule. If they had to haggle over wages and overruns with every passing vagabond who ever did a scrap of work on their estates, then there would be nothing but disorder and chaos.
Retreating[]
Your pardon -- just so you know, the men of House of Rolf do not care to run from battle. I will not be pleased if you continue to take this course.
As an Enemy[]
Aye, well.... I'm not sure what to say. If we must fight, let's get it over with.