Shai_hulud wrote:name lips wrote:But when you look at a unit you see it's name (unless you're Parson, who needs to wear 3d glasses).
http://www.erfworld.com/book-1-archive/?px=%2F040a.jpg
So presumably you would be unable to hide your "real" name from anybody who looks at you.
http://www.erfworld.com/wiki/index.php/IPTSF_Text_27The fat one pointed at something at the base of a large fir tree. As the wispy one bent to look, his companion tripped him with his staff and he fell on his face into the dirt and pine needles. Both of them started laughing, but the thin one looked up and saw.
"Oh, hey. Wait, man, look," he said, pointing and climbing to his feet.
"Ohhhh, wow," said the other, looking right up at Jillian in her saddle. "Hey, up there! Hey! Friend or foe?"
"Neither," called Jillian, trying to sound disinterested even with her heart pounding behind her armor. "Mercenaries. Just passing through."
The big one looked around, counting the units. "You got a lot of heavies. Who are you?"
"Mercenaries," she said again.
http://www.erfworld.com/wiki/index.php/IPTSF_Text_28"Welcome to our lands, strangers! We sometimes like to say that a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet!"
Jillian smiled back diplomatically and joked, "Really. Why only sometimes?"
"Oh!" said the warlord, looking momentarily perplexed. "I suppose because it's only true sometimes! Haha!"
Jillian chuckled, and a few of the troops on both sides did as well. A good start.
"I am Lord Christian Sidehug, of Haffaton," said the warlord, bowing slightly. "You may call me Chris, if you like. How may I address you, good Lady Warlord?"
And here is where it would get tricky. He'd be able to tell by looking at her that she was no barbarian. There had to be a treasury behind a force this large. He'd expect her to identify her side.
Also, her "Princess" title was dangerous. Royal sides were generally better known than non-Royals. Faq had hidden itself a thousand or more turns ago. The sides which had once known King Banhammer were far away or long gone. But Haffaton was very large and old, and it might have collected some commanders who still had memories from those distant places and times.
Jillian was used to evading questions about her identity, but never when the stakes were so high. Lying was an option, but it carried its own risks. What she wanted was to get out of here unmolested and anonymous. It was still Haffaton's turn, though; if this warlord thought she represented a threat or even a curiosity worth investigating in force, everything could unravel fast.
"You know, I think that 'Lady Warlord' has a nice ring to it," she said, trying to keep her tone lighthearted. "Why don't you stick with that?"
Chris' smile did not diminish, but turned a bit wry. "Cagey Lady Warlord! Very well. A person should be called what she wishes."
Right, so Banhammer was trying to force his name upon her, but she wanted to be called Zamussels. Ergo, to anyone she introduced hersef to, she was Zamussels.
And, Banhammer could have stated her name a Princess Jillian Banhammer to reinforce to the collective philosophers present that she was his heir, and should be treated and addressed as such, despite her behavior and long absence from court.
So is the Pedobear a separate unit from the Trike? If it gets dismounted, will it continue to attack on foot? And will the Trike itself move on its own, or just crash over to the side? Or maybe dismounting it reduces its move to 0 until it can remount.





