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The baratheon girl was still on here way to the rock to be wed to Tybolt. The other houses dismissed the call for a bride because they wanted to find a younger lord who was not 30. The younger lannister may suffice. House Tarly, Frey, and Florent all sent back ravens showing interest in marrying a daughter to the young lannister as well.

"Get those ropes tight lad!" Lord Greyjoy yelled to a younger man serving on his flag ship. "You, get your arse moving and get that tar put down." The helmsman noticed the lord was quite irate this morning as the iron fleet sailed forth from the harbor of pike. When the letter arrived at Pike, another ship would be sent out to deliver it to the lord greyjoy.
 
Tybolt was unsatisfied with the news of choices given to him. He sent letters to House Marbrand, Swyft and Lydden of the Westerlands beckoning that he was looking for a bride. Letters followed to House Bracken, Blackwood and Vance of the Riverlands too. Houses Swann, Tarth, Caron and Dondarrion of the Stormlands. Yet his hopes were ill in these matters, though looking for a good-daughter to his son proved more fruitful. House Tarly, good men, noble women of the Dornish Marches. House Frey, not so much good men nor noble but they were rich and that bridge of theirs could help against the Tully's. House Florent were old and noble like the Tarly's yet less powerful and lacked arms. Three ravens dispatched back to Horn Hill, the Twins and Brightwater Keep further continuing of which daughter of these Houses would want to wed to the heir of Casterly Rock.

Also Tybolt looked in the most recent 'Great Houses and their Lineages' book not to mentioned asked Maester's of the Citadel of which of these great houses. Tarly, Frey, Florent. Each member, the ruling lord and his daughters and sisters. Descriptions would be needed for each, in depth and an account of their histories as whether they would remain loyal to House Lannister once wed.

The fleet no less sailed toward Fair Isle. The Lion banners of Lannisport and the Rock alongside the gold coins of House Payne.

Aemma Lannister tossed over in bed, the blankets draped across her as she looked fervently toward her newly wedded husband the next morning. No words were needed as she exchanged a glance with a smile and a flick of her glowing eyes. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/5534629/avatar/small.1504366156.jpeg" name="TheDude"]5534629[/user] ((Mate, get online. This is your RP. Start leading it. The Stormlands, Riverlands, Dorne, Vale and North are basically inactive in this RP. Maybe start having lords from certain parta fight their own wars e.g Frey vs Tully or Corbray vs Waynwood and maybe some wars between Dorne and the Stormlands or Reach as there have been in the past? Talking to both DM's here.))
 
If the lord lannister continued looking for people to wed then he would eventually make the other lords made when he turned them down because he chose a different person. Never the less, Swann and Caron reply saying they would be interested in marrying their eldest daughters to the lord and younger ones to the young lord if he refused the fist daughter.

Tarly, Florent, and the freys said they would marry out their eldest daughters to either of the lords.

The iron fleet arrived at the southern tip of the isle where they easily landed due to their shallow drafts and unloaded ground soldiers with grappling hooks and ladders. The fleet then would sail back north with the Lord Greyjoy leading it to land at faircastle when the signal fire set by the ground troops was lite.

The army camped at the golden tooth began marching towards casterly rock, or so the reports say.

House Crakehall, after hearing of the heavy cavalry led by the lord Broom, sent out a token force of 200 light cavalry and 400 infantry hoping to put down the attackers. No casualties except for 12 of the heavy cavalry soldiers and 14 horses, killed by farm hands who tried in vain to defend their lands, occurred.

House Karstark, angered by the bolton assassination began their march. A large host led by the late lord's son marched towards the Bolton seat. The Umbers, who have declared themselves the new wardens of the north, have allied with the karstarks and march with them against the treacherous boltons.
 
Draegen, a now political man, found the thought of a wife disgusting, but put up with her. He gets up, calls servants to get ready, and prepares for war, the reason he joined this.
 
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A band of men, clad in grey and black cloaks with hints of chain mail falling from the sleeves approached the lord Toyne's holdfast. A bag was slumped over the shoulder of one and as they approached the gate, they dumped out its contents. A raven, specifically the one used for sending messages, fell out with a small cascade of fresh blood along with it. The message was still attached and it was obvious that it had been read by an unknown person. One could presume that it was the men who had killed it. A man with a grey colored cloak kneeled down beside it and tucked a piece of parchment under its wing before the group left again. How would the guards and lord Toyne react?
 
House Swann and Caron would be offered Lord Tybolt's hand in marriage however maidens of this House would need present themselves at Casterly Rock along with a knight or son of this House (e.g the lord or his sons or brothers). The same is said to House Tarly and Frey for bringing their maidens to the Rock along with a knight or son of their House.

Tybolt preferred that Jason marry one of the Tarly's as it would secure relations with the largest military house in the Reach aside from the Tyrell's.

Jason sat behind Lord Larry as he steered the ship towards the Redwyne fleets whom defended the isle. The Lannister fleet divided, longships and galleys heading toward Fair Isle in the north whilst the Dromonds and Carracks drove forward to unleash spitfyre and scorpion bolts upon the enemy in a tactic of pull-back pull-forward having harassing them without full-on engagement.

When the disatisfying news of the army at the Golden Tooth marching reached the Rock, Tybolt slightly pissed off, sent Lord Lydden and Lorch with the remaining cavalry (1,900) and many Knights (1,000) to the mountains north of Lannisport in a tactical placement where they would be able to sweep down on any army that approached Lannisport or the Rock. Their position was in the tiny vale that shielded between their giant mountains, though not as large as the Giant's Lance, they remained formidable.
 
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The guards would try and stop the men, seeing as it wasn't very usual for one to do this; dropping a bloody messenger raven on their yard.
 
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The Redwyne fleet fully engaged the dromonds with deadly force. Spitfyres and scorpions killed men on both sides sending many over board. "Light em up!" A man with a large red beard yelled to his comrades on the ships. Kindling boxes where brought forth and the bolts to be fired from several spitfyres where ignited and shot into the enemy ships catching them with a deadly flame. The fleet stayed in the water and did not follow the smaller vessels but send a boat ashore to tell the men of the castle that battle would soon come to them. On the horizon, the krakken loomed... @cap
 
Tybolt sat lonely at Casterly Rock. Where was Lord Tyrell or Tyland when he needed them. When would the Hightowers and their vassals who remained loyal arrive? When would the Swanns, Carons, Tarlys and Freys respond to the marriage requests by bringing their sons and daughters to the Rock? Time...

The dromonds and galleys of Lannisport were poor in number compared to those of the Redwyne fleet however the Westerlands was the richest of realms, Lannisport being it's only city had the best goldworkers in the known world. That gold was seen in these ships. No. Not in decorations or emblems. Not in armor or banners that the men abroad carried. But in the hulls, weaponry and number of oars. These ships were slightly larger, holding more oarmen and were quicker than their normal counterparts (though ironborn longships were superior in speed) the Redwyne fleet would have difficulty aiming at multiple of these moving, firing targets. Yet the shots from the Lannisport fleet were less accurate however that was made up by the numerous spitfyres and scorpions which lined the decks. While the Redwyne fleet had almost two hundred ships in number (though I doubt they brought the full-force without leaving behind a large defense of Old Town and the Arbor) they had to equip each one of them with arms while the Lannisport fleet held fifty-sixty at max and had more than enough space on these ships for extra weaponry when not carrying valuable goldwork as cargo.

"Return fire, defend the longships!" shouted Jason as Larry steered the ship. Lord Payne would be among the first of the longships to land at Fair Isle coming up from the south, the carracks following by sending boats out. Longships allowed to land which had not been accounted for by the Redwyne fleet. Now the enemy had landed on their beaches where the ships provided little help.

"Pull off." said Jason as the last of the longships and carracks unloaded soldiers onto the beach. And so the Lannister fleet began a swift route, though it took time as normal ones would. Yet would the Redwyne fleet pursue or attempt to deal with the larger threat. The Ironborn.

The Kraken Fleet of the Ironmen was a fearing nonetheless fortunate sight to Jason whom had been informed that the youthful Lord Greyjoy had agreed terms to support in this battle. And right about now where the Redwyne fleet and it's vassals stood strong numbering probably 3-4 as many ships as the Lannisters would be a good time for a hasty smashing attack. The signal flags from the Lion-fleet went up to the Kraken and his Ironborn asking that they smash into the Redwyne formations if they attempt to follow (the Redwyne's that is).

At Fair Isle the ground troops began making headway toward the castle, hopefully to meet up with the ironborn on the way there. Faircastle although well protected by the natural borders of an island (sea) was set in the middle of the isle itself and did not consider to protect from siege weapons. Luckily the Lannisters brought no siege weapons aside from a couple handy ladders and a lion-ram formed under one of the longships.

((Gonna sleep, please make a large post regarding members of all the mentioned Houses to be married (e.g the Lord of the Household and his family that are heading to Casterly Rock) and the Battle of the Sunset Sea.))

The war waged upon the Sunset Sea, as the King was told. It had already begun however news of a large host descending on Casterly Rock became apparent. Would the Black Dragon defend the Rock with his serpent and Kingsguard or rather prefer the salty oceans as a friend. And there was always the matter of an heir to the Iron Throne, which became apparent seeing that the Queen was pregnant. Yet would it be an heir or a daughter? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] (Seriously I see you posting everywhere, on forums and on your wall. Just RP in moves, no need for first-person descriptions.))
 
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The guards would assume that the men killed the messenger crow as it was flying elsewhere. So a few of them chased them on horses, being masters of their forests, chased them for questioning. As this will happen, however, captain picked up the scroll and opened it, positioned so nobody else could see the inside of it.
 
The message, when read spoke of the war in the westerlands. It was sent from a rebelling vassal and begged for aid in the war. The message left by the ranger read, "to the lord Tonye. Me and my lads where looking for some food and shot down this here bird. Found out it was a messenger bird and well, sent it to you. We return to the shadows now, good luck." Would the lord answer the call for aid and march on the lannisters or would he side with the lannisters and destroy these rebellious vassals. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Killmatronix/74.png" name="Killmatronix"]4140781[/user]

The frey girl was quite and small. Her face had many scars from her fathers fits of rage which often ended in her being hit. She was desperate to get away. She was a pretty girl despite this. A small, delicate frame and brown hair. She rode to casterly rock with a company of 10 household knights.

The Tarly woman was a large, robust female. Pretty in face but fat in body. She was tall which stretched out the weight and loved to eat. She cared little for politics and only wanted to be wealthy and hold great feasts. She rode with 30 household knights and a minor lord from her homeland.

The girl of house swan was by far the most beautiful. She was thin and delicate like a flower of the water gardens but she was very ambitious. It was her, not her father who decided to try at the hand of the lannister lord and she ever wished for more wealth.

The caron girl was average. She was not stunningly beautiful not hideously ugly. She enjoyed the pleasant things in life like riding across open plains and exploring mountains. She had relative freedom in her homeland and would not let herself be dominated by anyone.

The redwyne fleet broke, some pursuing the lannisters and burning many of the retreating ships though they had lost some of their own but as soon as they spotted the incoming iron born, they pulled back and grouped with the main portion of the fleet. The krakken was coming in swiftly. The Lord Greyjoy looked over from his flag ship and watched with glee as the Redwynes pulled back before him. His fleet broke into 4 sections, each floating 40 ships two made for the beach head to empty loads of men onto the shore and bring battle to the redwyne, faircastle, and other rebelling vassals who had sailed with the redwynes. "I do hope those bloody lions brought more men then we did..." The lord said as he donned armor and raised his axe and wooden shield. "Bring us in close to them. We need to board. Ready spitfyres men! Prepare the scorpions!" The ships were ablaze with activity, spitfyres where lite and many archers took up bows, lighting them with the same kindly as the spitfyres. Flags billowed telling the lannisters to take the redwynes exposed flank while the reavers took the front.

The men landing on the beach met fierce resistance from the lords of the other houses rebelling against the lannisters. Beesbury, Mullendore and Bullwere men them in a fierce battle on the beaches. Their forces outnumbered that of the lannisters landing but the krakken loomed on the horizon.. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
((That's quick stuff cap, I merely look at stuff and comment, I'll make a quick post now))
Jon would arrive at Highgarden and after settling affairs like finding his daughter and her betrothed a place to live, Jon called his banners to him and his brother.

Gremont was remarkably known for his battle tactics and sword wielding skills but paid for this with his ugliness. It was jested by many a fool that the gods has blessed the heir to Highgarden, prince Derrick. Germonts father had been blessed with a handsome son and a lovely granddaughter only to be cursed with the death of his wife for a rather ugly son called Germont to be born.

Germont looked rather annoyed "I hope you haven't dragged me out of my favourite brothel for a bad reason "beloved" brother" He grumbled.

"Your whores can wait, we have business elsewhere. I need you to march to casterly rock" Jon replied.

"And do what? Siege it. That bloody fortress is hard to siege" Laughed Germont.

"Not to siege it. To fight for the lannisters." Replied Jon.

"And why the f**k would you fight for them lannisters, bloody suspicious goldhoarders they are" Germont spat.

"Quiet your tongue brother, I've secured an alliance between Casterly Rock and Highgarden through my daughter Alyssa and Tybolts son Tyland, I need you to lead them to help against rebel houses" He replied.

"Fine I'll lead your host, but we shouldn't spare much. Dorne is suspiciously still." Replied Germont.

"I shall choose the numbers, go now to await the troops at the gate." Replied Jon.

"As yer "Grace" commands. We shouldn't even be helping these lannisters" Muttered Germont before leaving

Jon Tyrell would call all his sworn banner men to him.
 
Robert Karstark strode towards Karhold, a letter clutched tightly in his fist, a letter which would make this bastard, the lord of the karstarks. Robert was dressed in a karstark soldier's garb, with a heavy cloak and bits of plate and chain armor on underneath. The gate's man hailed him and allowed him in, and Robert continued his walk towards the great hall to meet with the current kastark lord, the one he was about to dethrone. Upon Robert's back where two swords, one flashier and made of shinier metal, but soft, and the other castle forged steel, which was razor sharp (A gift from his father). He found that swords could settle much, but much more could be settled by a subtle dagger in the ribs in a alley. Robert smiled slightly to himself glancing down at the letter, a perfect forgery of his father's hand. Proclaiming him lord of the Karstarks. He had been sent away in the night to avoid the public's hatred before his father had rode of to that foolish tourney. Robert had been spending too much time in...less than savory places, and had been caught loitering money and stealing from the treasury. His father had been too weak and let him off with a informal banishment instead of sending him to the wall. His mistake. Robert was a short man with stark white hair and black eyes, his face resembling a block, but behind the black of his eyes was a intelligence and cruelty that made most men avert their eyes. His face was a mismatch of scars, it had seemed that in every bar fight or back alley fight, or even in tourney's (Which at he had broken many women's hearts) that his enemy had always aimed for the face. The scars only enhanced his rugged handsome self, and he had come to enjoy the finer things in life. The soldiers garb really rubbed him the wrong way, but when you are short on coin, a dead soldier can mean a new pair of clothes. With him walked six ruffians, heavily muscled men, who dwarfed Robert easily, their hammer's and axes had been confiscated, but they where still very intimidating. The small man smiled a wicked smile, today he would become king of the north. Robert and his thugs where escorted into the great hall, and there sat the stewards with a stupid smile on his face. He said in a bored voice, "Yes? Someone steal your cow while you where on watch?" Robert shook his head, and then motioned for his thugs to take his. The six men leaped forwards, and wrestled with the two guards that had been on either side of the steward, eventually killing them both. The three remaining thugs sliced off the stewards head and threw it on the ground, just as the other guards rushed in. Robert unfolded the scroll as they rushed his thugs, and slew them, and held it up, "This man has attempted treason by stealing the rightful heir to the karstark's inheritance! which I happen to be." The guards cast nervous looks at each other and a full investigation was launched. Robert over the next couple of days managed to convince the nobles that he was indeed heir to the karstarks. Even though the real heir was off in the south somewhere dying and killing with bandits, all the legitimate karstark children where dead, and now just the two bastards remained. Robert had the bad luck of being the second oldest bastard, but had the good luck of being the one to figure out who he was and grow up with a karstark as his father. The only one who wasn't convinced was the old maester who muttered about another bastard that Robert's father had told him about. But on eold man's opinion did not matter. He was now king. As his first order he began rallying the karstark troops to march on the Umbers, and make them bend the knee.
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Draegen would fly off to wherever these boats are fighting, leaving his host to station at Casterly Rock. This is if he knows of it all, of course, if not he sorta just stays.
 
Tybolt began toying with the notion of marrying to each girl for his son and him.

If he married the Tarly he could secure an alliance with the Lord of Horn Hill and five thousand of his men would be at Tybolt's use not to mention if the Lord was sickly or bookish he may be able to have Jason or himself wield their infamous valyrian steel sword. Though her being big boned and fat was discouraging.

The Frey girl may be able to secure a thousand Knights and three thousand foot (Wiki) and they would be able to support in taking the Riverlands for the Ironmen however Lord Greyjoy may want the Twins....would it be worth it?

House Swann's maiden had almost everything that Tybolt needed. She was ambitious, beautiful and her own household was the second strongest in the Stormlands (WIKi) possibly fielding five thousand men with a number of ships in the Narrow Sea.

The Caron women was mildly special. Her House was able to field maybe two thousand or three thousand men, poor compared to the others. Her family had less ships than the Swann's. However Jason did prefer women who could handle themselves in a fight. Maybe...just maybe.

Then he began to think about Lord Greyjoy, maybe he'd marry the Frey girl to earn House Frey's support in the Riverlands in quelling the northern rebellions. And soon enough we could March up there and settle this dispute once and for all. Bloody Lord Arryn and his honor made the Realm bleed.

"Draw!" Shouted Lord Payne as the Mullendore, Bullweres and Cuys approached by land. Swords flew from their scabbards and the fighting erupted. No it was not those things you see in movies where a shield wall is made. This was a battle. Axes, swords, hooks, spears, the works. All flew through the air hitting shields or necks or armaments or allies. The Lannister landing party included a large amount of dismounted knights and seasoned heavy levies.
Total:
1,000 Knights (dismounted).
2,000 Foot.
300 Pikes.
200 Archers.
1 Lord Payne.

The navy answered the kraken signal and returned to slam into the Redwyne rear. Boarding would commence if this was successful, led by Lord Larry.
 
The men of the north began their march, and now arrive at the umber's hold, their army and banners stand outside and Robert rides forward to negotiate, he calls up to the walls, "Fetch your lord for me, I intend to speak with him." And waits outside as the man goes to get his lord, the lord of the umbers sticks his head out over the wall, "What do ye want?" Robert smiled and replied, "I wish for you to throw down your claim as warden of the north and bend the knee to the karstarks." The lord umber responded with, "Let us speak inside, you come, your men stay out here." Robert shook his head, "No, no thank you. Now bend the knee." The lord Umber talked with his advisors on the wall, and the night drug on. (([user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] please decide if he does or does not.))

Karstark: 6,000 men at arms
1000 knights
500 heavy cavalry
1000 light cavalry
2000 pikes
1750 archers
 
Jon was rather annoyed that Tybolt had taken some of his vassals without his leave, He summoned the Houses Tarly, Redwyne and the rest of his houses to high garden.
 
Jon could be as annoyed as he wanted to be. Tybolt doesn't give a crap. Tybolt is Tybolt. *Where the hood? Where the hood? Where the hood at?*

Meanwhile at Highgarden after many boring days walking through gardens and looking at roses Tyland retired to his chambers. At least at Casterly Rock there were hidden tunnels and mines that he could explore. Here it was just roses, women and dandy. Not that he wasn't complaining about women though. Turning round he returned pacing past a fountain where girls and singers lay and toward his room albeit not before giving them a wink or smile. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
((OI this is my kingdom, I choose where deh girls at))
There would not be girls, instead there would be a bunch of guards there...
 
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