After cleansing himself and cloaking in the weaved Lannister crimson-gold clothes he set out to meeting Alyssa his voice partially heard as he rounded the corner back to his chambers, "...about your father, what type o' man is he really?"
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"Hes a fine politcian, commander and sword wielder." Replied Alyssa
Tyland looked at Alyssa with a raised eyebrow, "You don't have to act formal with me. How is he? You know, behind the formalities." Said He packing a sack with clothes and trinkets of some memoir to him. Tyland was the sentimental type.
"He's kind, nice and loving. I loved him as a father" Replied Alyssa.
"If you love him, then I shall too." Said Tyland completed with his packing he gathered his belongings and moved leisurely to the doorway, opened the great oak shield with a creaky squeak of the hinges and waited for Alyssa. His grey eyes set on her frame.
"Paying them will not be a problem, for the Golden Company is not simply a name, we have vast wealth to our name. Also, the opportunities to carve out lordships in Westeros is worth any mountain of gold to these men who have had their claims taken from them."
"Aye ye make good points my lord. Come now, I will secure is a fleet and you rally the men to the cause." The man said with a smile. He patted the commander on the back and walked through the camp to travel to Volantis and secure ships for their passage. Everybody13 (4145857)
(Troop counts for those groups will come up when needed. I'll talk to the dude about the golden companies.
The man had returned to casterly Rock and had reached the gates. He greeted the guards with a wave and asked to speak with the Lord once more. Cap (12253360)
The two Tyrell vassals began marching to casterly Rock with a total of 2000 soldiers.
The army amassing at the golden tooth stirred...
(Troop counts for those groups will come up when needed. I'll talk to the dude about the golden companies.
The man had returned to casterly Rock and had reached the gates. He greeted the guards with a wave and asked to speak with the Lord once more. Cap (12253360)
The two Tyrell vassals began marching to casterly Rock with a total of 2000 soldiers.
The army amassing at the golden tooth stirred...
The man was allowed passage through again under the same circumstances. Meeting with Tybolt.
I have spoken to our captain of our vessels and he has asked for aid in retaking parts of the river lands such as the twins and seagard. In return we shall harass fair isle and launch raids on villages and the castle itself." He paused for a moment before continuing again "if this is alright then I shall return with my ships and sail back the the iron islands and ready our fleets. "
"As you understand the Westerlands armies cannot march on the Twins or Seaguard for the matter immediately. The Tully's of Riverrun, the Blackwoods of Raventree Hall and the Brackens along with Piers and Vances stand in the way. If you are able to support by rivers we shall be able to plough through any resistance and fall upon the Green and Blue Fork's." Said Tybolt escorting the man to the entrance, his own guards defending him.
"aye we could do that. Or you could sail and assault their lands from the sea as the iron born do." The messenger said. He wasn't planning any funny business so he just walked along preparing to leave
"If the entire Westerlands yielded ships only 5,000 men would be able to attack by sea, if enough are willing to be tossed into a ship and crowded. The Westermen fight by land. Ironmen by sea. That is the way it has always been." Said Tybolt seeing the messenger out the Lion's Mouth before returning to meet with his loyal bannermen.
Whenever the fleets from Oldtown under the Hightowers and their vassals arrive at Lannisport please notify Lord Lannister. Should the men come from the Bessbury's and Costayne's up the Ocean road do that too.
Whenever the fleets from Oldtown under the Hightowers and their vassals arrive at Lannisport please notify Lord Lannister. Should the men come from the Bessbury's and Costayne's up the Ocean road do that too.
The Lord Hightower changed his mind and marched along the ocean road. They and the others who marched would arrive in two days time. The redwynes fleet, fully loaded with soldiers and supplies sailed from port with the people cheering them on. The Lord had a different plan though. On the flag ship a meeting was occurring between all the lords who's armies were on the ships. This coalition could decide the fate of the war but in who favor?
Yes in whose favor? Against the Targaryen Dynasty and the Iron Throne against the Dragons? Against the Lords of the Reach and the Rock? Against the Faith of the Seven and the richest realms of Westeros? Or against a group of rebellious lords in the Westerlands?
That was the question?
That was the question?
The armies marching via the ocean road arrived with 4000 soldiers at their back. The Hightowers, Costaynes, and Cuys lords arrive.
The Redwyne fleet and the other vassals with them had made their decision. They ships would sail to Fair Castle and prepare to defend it from Lannister attacks. Some did not like the idea but the threats from the others brought them into the fold.
The Iron Born ships arrived back and Pike and began readying a fleet of 100 long ships to sail against fair Isle and harass them.
The Redwyne fleet and the other vassals with them had made their decision. They ships would sail to Fair Castle and prepare to defend it from Lannister attacks. Some did not like the idea but the threats from the others brought them into the fold.
The Iron Born ships arrived back and Pike and began readying a fleet of 100 long ships to sail against fair Isle and harass them.
"Shit," Tybolt Lannister said sitting down at the council chambers with Lords Payne, Jeyne, Broom and Lannister. "The Redwyne's fight for the Farmans now, along with others of the Reach. At least the Hightowees, Costaynes and Cuys were loyal enough to me after marrying a Hightower and having my own son marry a Tyrell. Even though the new Queen of the Seven Kingdoms is a Lannister they still refuse. Idiots. Heads, spikes, the works. Everyone of them." Angrily he vowed.
""Send a raven to House Baratheon of Storm's End, House Reyne of Castamere and House Martell of Dorne. Each shall consent for the marriage of a certain Tybolt Lannister to one of the Lordships daughters or sisters. If Lord Leorne Reyne bid it, I shall take his daughter to bride for his swords. If the Storm-lord Borros (or Boremund, can't remember which Baratheon currently is lord) will have it I will wed his daughter. And if the Martell's consider it I may marry their eldest princess. I always had a taste for Dornish wine, why not women?"
Tybolt ruffled his golden hair pacing the room before asking, "So, send the ravens, haul the ships and off to war we go. The Tyrell bannermen and their Lord should be over the horizon, Casterly Rock and Lannisport are defended by thousands of sworn shields. Put the Mariners of Lannisport to work and have the dromonds filled with spitfyres and scorpions, prepare longships for landing at the Farman's island. Lord Larry, your brother shall be freed. Lord Payne shall accompany you and Jason Lannister shall accompany you. Lord Broom will have three hundred heavy horse with him to pillage and raid across the southern fields against House Crakehall, see to it that their crops burn. Lord Jeyne and I will remain at the Rock to oversee it's defense and welcome the Tyrell's bannermen. May the Gods give us their blessing." He lastly said dismissing each one of them to their tasks.
""Send a raven to House Baratheon of Storm's End, House Reyne of Castamere and House Martell of Dorne. Each shall consent for the marriage of a certain Tybolt Lannister to one of the Lordships daughters or sisters. If Lord Leorne Reyne bid it, I shall take his daughter to bride for his swords. If the Storm-lord Borros (or Boremund, can't remember which Baratheon currently is lord) will have it I will wed his daughter. And if the Martell's consider it I may marry their eldest princess. I always had a taste for Dornish wine, why not women?"
Tybolt ruffled his golden hair pacing the room before asking, "So, send the ravens, haul the ships and off to war we go. The Tyrell bannermen and their Lord should be over the horizon, Casterly Rock and Lannisport are defended by thousands of sworn shields. Put the Mariners of Lannisport to work and have the dromonds filled with spitfyres and scorpions, prepare longships for landing at the Farman's island. Lord Larry, your brother shall be freed. Lord Payne shall accompany you and Jason Lannister shall accompany you. Lord Broom will have three hundred heavy horse with him to pillage and raid across the southern fields against House Crakehall, see to it that their crops burn. Lord Jeyne and I will remain at the Rock to oversee it's defense and welcome the Tyrell's bannermen. May the Gods give us their blessing." He lastly said dismissing each one of them to their tasks.
Tybolts speech was met by cheers by the loyal lords. The Lord Payne, and Lannister of Lannisport walked out of the council chamber and down to the docks where the young Lannister began barking orders like a dog finally freed from his leash. The Lord Payne groaned to himself... "Bloody kid. Going to get us all killed on this bloody siege." He turned to one of his men, "Get a raven sent back home and call up 300 more swords. That's all we can spare and we will need them." The man scampered off and sent out the raven.
Lord Broom set out at once with his heavy cavalry to ride out against the Crakehalls.
The Lord Reyne looked at the letter in dismay. It sent him into a coughing fit which was only soothed when his son brought him a pale of water. "Never, never" He groaned. His son took the letter and looked at it in dismay. "I agree father. If we are to aid the rebels then this cannot do." His father looked upon his young sons face and his daughters who entered the room as his son's words slipped from his lips. "You will do well." He said as his eyes grew dim and shut forever in the everlasting embrace of death.
The Lord Baratheon looked at it the letter then to his daughter. "Eh might as well marry you off before you turn into an old hag. Get her on a carriage to lannisport. Tell them I send them regards." Guards grabbed the woman who was about 30 and dragged her off even though she screamed. She was not a pretty girl, she was covered in rinkles and her hair line sat far back on her head. She was short, like a dwarf, though not as small. Some think her growth stopped because of beatings from her father but that was not the case. No she was just born that way and none of the maesters in the 7 kingdoms could fix it.
The Martells laughed at the letter and tossed it into the sea. "Silly northerners. My daughter is far to fair for that old man." And indeed she was.
The Iron Born fleet amassed on the orders of the Lord Greyjoy. Long ships and greater ships from all islands rallied to pike.
Lord Broom set out at once with his heavy cavalry to ride out against the Crakehalls.
The Lord Reyne looked at the letter in dismay. It sent him into a coughing fit which was only soothed when his son brought him a pale of water. "Never, never" He groaned. His son took the letter and looked at it in dismay. "I agree father. If we are to aid the rebels then this cannot do." His father looked upon his young sons face and his daughters who entered the room as his son's words slipped from his lips. "You will do well." He said as his eyes grew dim and shut forever in the everlasting embrace of death.
The Lord Baratheon looked at it the letter then to his daughter. "Eh might as well marry you off before you turn into an old hag. Get her on a carriage to lannisport. Tell them I send them regards." Guards grabbed the woman who was about 30 and dragged her off even though she screamed. She was not a pretty girl, she was covered in rinkles and her hair line sat far back on her head. She was short, like a dwarf, though not as small. Some think her growth stopped because of beatings from her father but that was not the case. No she was just born that way and none of the maesters in the 7 kingdoms could fix it.
The Martells laughed at the letter and tossed it into the sea. "Silly northerners. My daughter is far to fair for that old man." And indeed she was.
The Iron Born fleet amassed on the orders of the Lord Greyjoy. Long ships and greater ships from all islands rallied to pike.
If thirty-four was old age for a Martell what was sixty? Madness. Madness and stupidity.
Anyways since none of the letters were returned Tybolt grimaced, sat down once more and began to write. This time Ravens flew to House Tarly of Hornhill, House Florent and House Drumm and House Harlaw of the Iron Isles, and lastly House Velaryon and House Swann of the Stormlands. Each announced that Lord Tybolt Lannister was looking to wed a bride of these Houses small and great and whichever women could impress him at the Rock would earn the wealth and support of the Rock. Also many House's of the Westerlands, Reach, Dorne and the Stormlands and even the Riverlands including each major House such as the Martell's, Tyrell's, Hightower's, Tully's (though it was unlikely they'd show), Frey's, again the Martell's and the Baratheon's were informed that Jason Lannister too looked to wed a bride. Being the heir to Casterly Rock and all one may deduce that this may transpire higher results.
A message is also sent to Lord Greyjoy informing him that he may find nice women at the Rock after the taking of Fair Isle. Supposing if he would take it. (Though that is not mentioned in the letter) It is also told that the Redwyne's have declared for the Farmans and defend the isle, so other ships may be needed to harass their supply lines and tag at straggling ships. If Fair Isle is blockaded, the supply lines of merchant vessels and food going to the Redwyne's and their allies then they shall have to leave and return home lest they starve to death since there cannot be enough food on that island to support all these houses in one space.
Jason Lannister sat at the prow of the flagship 'the Roaring Lion' yes the name was typical yet the name meant little when compared to the bulk of the dromond with five levels filled with scorpions and spitfyres. He, Payne and Larry Lannister were all abroad as the ship and it's following fleet of vessels made tow toward the northern isle. A biter sour stench in Jason's mouth as he looked at the restless ocean.
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Anyways since none of the letters were returned Tybolt grimaced, sat down once more and began to write. This time Ravens flew to House Tarly of Hornhill, House Florent and House Drumm and House Harlaw of the Iron Isles, and lastly House Velaryon and House Swann of the Stormlands. Each announced that Lord Tybolt Lannister was looking to wed a bride of these Houses small and great and whichever women could impress him at the Rock would earn the wealth and support of the Rock. Also many House's of the Westerlands, Reach, Dorne and the Stormlands and even the Riverlands including each major House such as the Martell's, Tyrell's, Hightower's, Tully's (though it was unlikely they'd show), Frey's, again the Martell's and the Baratheon's were informed that Jason Lannister too looked to wed a bride. Being the heir to Casterly Rock and all one may deduce that this may transpire higher results.
A message is also sent to Lord Greyjoy informing him that he may find nice women at the Rock after the taking of Fair Isle. Supposing if he would take it. (Though that is not mentioned in the letter) It is also told that the Redwyne's have declared for the Farmans and defend the isle, so other ships may be needed to harass their supply lines and tag at straggling ships. If Fair Isle is blockaded, the supply lines of merchant vessels and food going to the Redwyne's and their allies then they shall have to leave and return home lest they starve to death since there cannot be enough food on that island to support all these houses in one space.
Jason Lannister sat at the prow of the flagship 'the Roaring Lion' yes the name was typical yet the name meant little when compared to the bulk of the dromond with five levels filled with scorpions and spitfyres. He, Payne and Larry Lannister were all abroad as the ship and it's following fleet of vessels made tow toward the northern isle. A biter sour stench in Jason's mouth as he looked at the restless ocean.
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