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       Tales of the Knights of Solamnia vol. I Story One: Guiding the F
       uture -The Grand Council of 427 AC
       By: Dungeon Master Date: July 18, 2025, 9:02 pm
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       Prelude:
       Western Ansalon
       Sancrist Isle
       Nation of Gunthar
       Castle uth Winston
       Fourthmonth, 427 AC
       The Dead of Night,
       Great storm clouds flash and thunder crashes as it begins to
       pour sheets of rain over the rooftops of the proceedings of the
       Grand Circle, which has been in power since Grand Master Liam
       Ehrling died at Castle uth Winston is at an impasse. While there
       is clear support for Goddard Tasgall becoming the next head of
       the order, the Grand Circle cannot elect him since he has
       refused to leave Sanction. It truly has been an uncanny
       situation, and they cannot understand what he is doing.  At the
       expiration of the five-minute break, the other council members
       realize there might be a problem, as they are the only ones in
       the chambers.
       The Clock ticks….
       Western Ansalon
       Eastern Solamnia
       Province of Nightlund
       Magical Cypress Forest
       Nightlund Tower of High Sorcery
       The white wizard Master Coryn Brinefellow is scrying on the
       proceedings at Castle uth Winston, and is troubled by what some
       are suggesting, side-stepping Goddard Tasgall altogether, and
       voting for someone from within. She is getting strange vibes
       from some of these figures. She does not know how to liken it to
       anything, except…her own encounters with those that serve the
       Lord of Lies. That can’t be it. A fear grows inside her that the
       Lord of Lies may be trying to tip the scales
       …Tick
       Western Ansalon
       Northwestern Solamnia
       Palanthas, Capital of the Solamnic Empire
       The Lord Marshall’s accommodations in the Lord City
       Coryn travels the pathways of Magic into Jaymes Markam the new
       Lord Marshall of Solamnia’s bedroom. He is at his reading desk,
       and he looks up and sees the concern on Coryn’s brow. He listens
       to her for the next five minutes. Then he is up, and he has his
       staff assemble. He wakes the household. Jaymes turns to Coryn
       and tells her she has her choice.
       He will go to Sanction and convince Goddard Tasgall to go to
       Sancrist for the vote. “Here’s the part where it is your choice.
       I go with you to Sancrist with Tasgall and know that they are
       going to want to jail me for shadow charges. If they do that,
       you are going to have to bring my…wife… to Castle uth Winston to
       get me out with her testimony.
       Coryn asks, “Are you sure you want to play that card, we can
       find some other way.”
       Jaymes Markam considers Coryn’s words and weighs the chances
       that his wife’s testimony would not be enough.
       Coryn takes the Lord Marshall’s silence that he is ruminating on
       the question she posed.  “So, what is my other option?
       
       …Tick
       [center]Tales of the Knights of Solamnia
       The Grand Council
       Chapter One: Guiding the Future Part One The Ticking Clock
       This Scenario was conceived by Chuck Martinell and the Nexus
       Ongoing Adventures…
       What follows is my take on how it all would have gone
       down.[/center]
       Western Ansalon
       Sancrist Isle
       Nation of Gunthar
       Castle uth Winston
       Thunder crashes, rattling the glassware. The vote whip, Sir
       Cedric Steelwind, hurries until he finds who he is looking for.
       Sir Elric Thorne sees the whip’s panicked state when he comes
       into the room.  "Where is everyone? We have to vote tonight."
       It does not please Sir Elric to tell him, “We cannot, there is
       no longer a plurality of council members present to force a
       vote."
       Never mind that they were using some archaic mechanisms to force
       a vote for one of their own. Sir Cedric Steelwind tells Sir
       Elric Thorne to call out the watch to find these derelict
       council members.
       …Tick
       Eaastern Ansalon
       Sanction Vale
       Large Port City, 14,532
       White Robed Master Coryn and an incognito cloaked Jaymes Markam
       appear at the Port of Sanction. They look around for landmarks
       to get their bearings. The Harbor Lighthouse, the Clock Tower,
       alright. There's the Temple of Duerghast coming through in the
       mist.
       They pass the looming ruin of the Temple of Luerkhisis, and they
       cross over the bridge; the dull orange lava flow captures the
       Lord Marshall’s attention as he follows its snaking path through
       the city. His eyes follow the flow to its source high above, the
       Lords of Doom.  They made their way toward where the Solamnic
       Knights were rumored to be located. They are found by the Circle
       of Knights, and after some truth testing, the Lord Marshall and
       the White Witch are meeting with Goddard Tasgall.
       Throughout the meeting, Tasgall utters several vulgar epithets
       for the entire council.  Jaymes is waiting for some indication
       that Tasgall gets what is going on. “You can’t stay here any
       longer, you have to go to Castle uth Winston for the vote, right
       now. They are going to vote right now. Don’t you understand?
       There is no tomorrow. You must step up today, right now, and
       take control. I believe in you, am I wrong?
       
       Goddard Tasgall is asking himself that at this very moment…
       …Tick
       Western Ansalon
       Sancrist Isle
       Nation of Gunthar
       Castle uth Winston
       The pouring rain continues to come down as the castle watch has
       been turned out to search for the missing council members, and
       they fan out to conduct a systematic search of the castle and
       its grounds.  Some stragglers are picked up and taken back to
       the council chambers; the rest are proving to be more elusive,
       as teams are coming back empty-handed. They head to the Temples
       for assistance. The knocking at the Temple Door brings a very
       put-out caretaker to the door, and he opens it to find out who
       the hell is banging on his door at this godforsaken hour. The
       Castle Watch Captain clears his throat and begins his
       explanation. he tries to deliver concisely and stays completely
       to the point. The door slams shut, leaving the Castle watch
       Captain to wonder if he should wait or take that as a no.
       …Tick
       Eastern Ansalon
       New Sea Coastal Port City
       Sanction
       Lord Marshall Jaymes Markam sees what he thinks is hesitation
       from the only man that Jaymes thought he could build tomorrow
       side by side with. The Lord Marshall grabs Goddard respectively
       and tells him, “Hesitation will get you killed. You are not
       seeking out power; it is being thrust upon you. Some men are
       threatening to take control of the future of the Knighthood.
       They have a divergent path, apparently, from the rest of us.
       They are cloistered out there on that Rock, telling themselves
       and each other how good they are. They are going to anoint
       someone else and pass you over because you refuse to leave your
       post here, at the gates to hell. Listen, Sir, you have to reach
       and take this; I cannot do it for you. Call your people you
       trust with your life and tell them to suit up as your
       entourage.”
       Goddard Tasgall looks up at the Lord Marshall, and finally,
       Jaymes sees the fire and steel build within Tasgall as he
       launches off, calling the names of the ones he trusts with his
       life.
       Jaymes looks over at Coryn, and they look at each other, and
       they both exhale and breathe again, hoping they are doing the
       right thing. Coryn had been watching the entire scene play out
       and thought Jaymes did remarkably well. We have a lot riding on
       his ascension.
       …Tick
       Western Ansalon
       Sancrist Isle
       Nation of Gunthar
       Castle uth Winston
       The storm continues to rattle the windows of the chambers of the
       High Circle.
       The bloc of ultra-conservatives that are in the council chamber
       is going through their list of candidates that must be elected
       tonight once they get a quorum.
       The Slayer of the Red Dragon of Sancrist, Sir Michel Cataya,
       Knight of the Rose, was born on the isle of Sancrist and has
       never traveled to the mainland of Solamnia. It said that he was
       free of the corruption that plagued the knighthood there. He has
       a good story, and he would be decisive in the job.
       Some of the stragglers had been brought back and were cuffed to
       their chairs so they could not leave again, even if they wanted
       to. They hear the name Michel Cataya and think the exact
       opposite. They think to themselves, yeah, if you want another
       kingpriest to be inflicted on the world. He drips
       self-righteousness. Tell someone that they are pure and everyone
       is not, tell me how that is not going to turn out badly. They
       watch in horror as his name is put forth for consideration.
       They ask what they are doing. You do not have a quorum.  They
       don’t have a plurality.
       Just then, a lightning strike strikes so near that it causes
       everyone to jump out of their skins.
       Elsewhere in the search for the truant council members of the
       Grand Circle on the Castle uth Winston Grounds
       Outside in the storm, against the strong sideways winds, the
       watch braves through lightning strikes to find these missing
       council members. The Caretaker at the Temple finally told them
       to see the Mages. So, they are looking for the Auxiliary.
       ...Tick
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