Blazing embers swirled to the skies in the gloom surrounding Vagon castle. The sun had set that night that earl Robert of Salisbury called for war counsel in his pavilion, gathering his most esteemed knights and vassals around the broad table covered with scrolls and maps. The warm light of candles cast long shadows along the faces of the gathered noblemen as they gave their counsel to their lord. The discussions wavered between levelled and heated as personal emotion mixed with cold strategic calculations, lord Tisbury brooded at the end of the table as he called to arms to free his infant son from Sir Elad the Mad that was holed up inside the castle along his men and other captives.
The brief counsel ended in the decision to assault the castle as soon as possible before any of the hostages found themselves in further danger, even as the army gathered did they witness how one of Sir Elad the Mad’s prisoners were roasted alive inside a crude iron cage over an open fire. As plans were laid out, Sir Godwyn and Sir Merwyn, two young Christian knights volunteered to lead the assault on the walls with the painted and fierce pictish mercenaries while the elderly, more experienced knights were to charge through the main gate of the fort when the battering ram fulfilled its purpose.
As armor were being donned, the sound of thundering hooves clattered in approach of the Elwain encampment and lord Tisbury’s bastard son Sir Caragyr the Rabid Dog arrived at camp and soon ushered his squire to prepare for the coming battle. Under the cover of darkness, picts snuck up and started to fill the moat with large bundles of twigs and branches mixed with dirt to make way for the battering ram as the assault ladders were hoisted to the walls. The coming fighting on the battlements of the castle excited the two young knights and they charged the ladders, Sir Godwyn swiftly dealt with his opposition and found himself on top of the wall as his cousin Sir Merwyn was pinned by a spearman and struggled to gain a foothold on the wall.
As the noblemen of Salisbury found their charge of the castle stumbled as the keep stood intact beyond the second wall, the pictish mercenaries proceeded to commence their looting of the village at the foot of the hill. Houses were set ablaze and valuables scurried away from house and home alike. As Sir Merwyn climbed down the wall of the fort he noticed how pagan warriors of the north were carrying silver and other valuables from the church, as a good Christian he recognized his duty to interfere with this sacrilege and put an end to their actions. Like rats the picts scurried away from Sir Merwyn, all but one who stood his ground, claiming his spoils of war only to find his nose busted by the pommel of Sir Merwyn’s sword and his consciousness failing.
Lord Tisbury learned from Baron Tethyr that a peasant of the village knew about a secret passage into the keep itself and personally gathered the men, brave or foolish enough for such an endeavor to strip out of their armor and sneak into the keep and force the gate open from within.
The assault on the keep ended as none of the defenders were able to wield their arms or shields, Sir Elad the Mad were dead, killed by the hand of Lord Tisbury on the roof of the keep as the Mad had thrown lord Tisbury’s infant son from the ramparts to certain death. In an unselfish act of great valor and bravery, Sir Caragyr the Rabid Dog threw himself off the roof to save the life of his baby-brother, slamming hard into the ground several stories below and as if God himself reached down from the heavens did he survive, savagely battered, but alive. Unfortunately his bravery was in vain as the child was killed from the dramatic drop from the roof.
Slightly relieved that Sir Elad the Mad was dead did lord Tisbury gather his troops and ride on to further hunt down those allied to the Mad. As they rode away from Vagon castle, they tracked down their enemies to grand manor, only to find their targets already taken care of by their allies and once again the young knights Sir Godwyn and Sir Merwyn was re-united with their grandmother, the cloistered lady Eleri.