Jeanne de Clisson was born a noble in 1300. She was first married to Geoffrey de CheteΓ’ubriant, but later married Olivier de Clisson, a Breton noble. The Hundred Years War started when Edward III and Philip IV fought over Brittany. Oliver fought along side the French. However, his ally, Charles de Blois, suspected Olivier of treason, and convinced Philip IV to have him beheaded.
Jeanne was enraged by this execution, and enacted her revenge. She sold all of her estates in exchange for the βBlack Fleetβ, and named the flag ship My Revenge. Jeanne, with her fleet, guarded the English Channel for French ships. She then massacred all the members of the crew, save for one or two men to tell the tale, earning her title: The Lioness of Brittany. She also attacked a few towns. She formed an alliance with the English, laundering supplies.
Jeanne would fight as a pirate for thirteen years before retiring and marrying Sir Walter Brently. Jeanne however, didnβt manage to kill De Blois, who instead died in the Battle of Auray. Jeanne died under unknown circumstances.
TL:DR: Jeanne was pretty epic.
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The Hudson
Benjamin Romano stared down at the blonde haired man on the chair in front of him. He could see the look on his face, a cross between anger and fear hiding behind the bloody nose. Benjamin smirked as he ran a hand through his curly brown hair. He looked at the two other men before squatting down to eye level with the blonde. He wiped his mouth quickly before chuckling. "You just don't get it, do you, Silva?"
David Silva looked up at Benjamin, trying to pull his hands loose from the restraints behind his back. He grunted as he pulled, finally giving up. "Fuck you, Benny. I didn't do shit."
Benjamin threw his head back and laughed. "Really? Because I have it on good authority that's bullshit," Benjamin said as he stood up straight. He unbuttoned his black, pinstriped jacket and slid it off, tossing it to the man to his right. He adjusted the gold ring on his right hand before sighing. "I really wish it didn't have to be this way, Silva," Benny started. "But if you're going to give away our information..."
"I didn't do it!" Silva shouted.
"Shut it!" Benjamin shouted back, his voice echoing in the warehouse. He cleared his throat before giving a very obvious fake smile. "Since you aren't going to abide by my rules, it's time you talk to the one in charge."
Silva's confusion spread across his face. "The hell are you talkin' about, Benny? You lost it? You're in charge," he said, looking from Benjamin to the two other men in the room. His gaze was diverted as he heard a door swing open and footsteps approach.
"Now, now, David," a voice spoke up as the footsteps grew louder and could be identified as heels. A petite, brunette pulled her hands out of her pockets and lifted her head, revealing her green eyes from under the brim of her fedora. "I expect more from you."
"What? Liona... What kind of joke is this?"
Liona De Luca clicked her tongue in tsk-tsk fashion, shaking her head at David. She put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It's not a joke, I'm afraid," she answered. Her brow furrowed as she leaned in close. "Now I'll ask one more time before I let Benny handle this for me."
"I-I don't understand," David started to stutter, trying t
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To make it Hans free
"I've been adventuring across Tamriel since I was a fresh-faced young woman barely able to swing a blade. My travels have taken me from High Rock to Valenwood, Elsweyr to Morrowind and all points in between" - Mjoll the Lioness.
Mjoll has been about, and she seems like a bit of a top lad. Beyond cosmetic facelifts, I'm wondering if there are any mods out there to significantly buff Mjoll into the relentless tank that she's supposed to be. I'm talking stat changes, perks, maybe a unique power or two. Paired with {Unique Grimsever and Stormfang 2K retexture} and perhaps a port of {Destroy the Thieves Guild - Final version}, I reckon this kind of mod could make Mjoll into a super interesting follower.
Oh, also Aerins gotta die probably, see the EpicNate315's video. He shady af https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHJv86q8G14
I just went through Mzinchaleft and i'm super exited because this is the first time i've done it without help!
The waves carried people to their destinations. Roads and alleys? They merely suffered your presence. And so the main roads suffered Argrave Redwyneβs presence from Lord Tyrellβs manor unto the Red Keep, where he meant to present a proposal to the regent.
Had he known what Ashford whispered about him, he wouldnβt have bothered. But as it was, he intended to wander into her office and lay out his case, plainly asserting his goal. And he expected it to work.
After all, people very rarely said no to the Lord of the Arbor. His peculiar form of negotiation often caused others to refuse him, however.
βLord Argrave Redwyne,β he said, announcing himself to guards in mockingbird livery. βI would see the Lady Melony, if she is available.β
