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The boy was of one and ten, a Ronald Payne by name though Jon Tyrell wouldn't possibly know that. He led him toward a back alley past canvas' and paintings galore of old Lords of House Lannister. As they delved deeper into the alley the paintings were replaced with stone giants, statues of old Kings of the Rock from many Loreons and Gerolds and Gerions and Tyrions and unto a staircase he descended until reaching a floor with eight rooms Ronald announced, "My lord, if you will, Lord Lannister instructed that this entire level shall be yours as long as you remain at the Rock." before bowing and leaving.

Each room on the floor was identical with the difference in choice of paintings.
 
in reality, only 5 Lannister ships approach the fair isle. Lannisters fleet is not as large as you think. The 5 ships would be met by 10 which would guide them into the harbor. One there, the men on board would be stripped of their weapons and brought to the castle where the Lord of fair isle, a tall man with dark eyes and hair would greet them and see why they are here. They are kept at a distance. Cap (12253360)

John looked out over pikes walls, out past the rocky shore, and out to the sea. There had not been a raid for many months now and his sailors were getting restless. However, John had other ideas. He walked out of the castle and mounted his hourse. With a guard of 5 he rose from the castle and down to the docks were he looked out on his flag ship. The God's Arm. Named for its deeds in a raid where it single handed let sunk 3 war dromons from the main land without aid from other ships. It was prepared for his journey as was 30 other ships. He got down into the boat that ferried him out to the boat. He made small talk but said nothing of importance till he reached his ship. His first mate was the first to greet him with his customary "Enjoying you time off the sea bitch aye John?" To which John would reply "If you think about it, im still with that ship cause your here, and your a Bitch." The two men laughed and would preform a firm hand shake before walking into the captains quarters to plot their coarse. "So where to m'Lord?" The first mate who had hints of high born blood in him. "I'm thinking somewhere warm somewhere south." He paused moment as he rolled out the map. "Lannisport. Not to raid but for diplomatic relations. We wil take 5 of the fleet the other 25 will sail and meet up with raiders from other islands and will take them along the northern coast and plunder as they please". The first mate looked at him strange when he said not to raid but brushed it off. "Very we'll I'll tell the men. " Soon the lannisters would see the crack ken on their horizons.
 
(("The Lannister fleet at Lannisport consists of twenty or thirty cogs, carracks, galleys, and dromonds, while lesser lords have two or three ships for patrolling. In total, the westerman float fifty or sixty larger ships, while longships are used for coastal defense."- Population and Economy. http://awoiaf.westeros.org/index.php/Westerlands#People_and_Economy ))

The Lannister fleet IS thirty floating ships which circle Faircastle's harbor and the isle's dock watching the flagship and it's crew.

Ser Lambert Lannister, a man not tall nor short with a round belly protruding from his waist and dressed in cloaks, a heavy brown beard with yellowed hair dancing across his head wildly met him. "I guess you to be Lord Farman. My liege lord's terms are simple, answer for why you disobey House Lannister of the Rock." And after taking another look at the tall big man he murmured the additional, "And please do not behead me."
 
The riders could be seen far from Casterly Rock as they approached, a black winged creature flying above. Targaryen banners hung around them.
 
"oh a Lannister you say? Don't behead you?" The Lord thought for a moment laughing. "Ok we won't decapitate you. Make this lion an eagle." Men around him shifted nervously as grim men grabbed the Lannister and threw him on the floor. Huge men held down his arms and legs while a man cut around the spinal cord and exposed the ends of the ribs. Two more ken then came and began grabbing rib by rib and bending them back until they broke and stuck in the upright position. The man would soon doe of pain but at the end would be a bloody scene with the ribs bending out backwards like wings. (Brief detail cause the actual thing is hells gory)
 
After waiting quite some time for Ser Lambert Lannister 'of Lannisport' the crew of the carrack began to feel uneasy however they waited, ready.

The dromond's, galleys and cogs remained afloat encircling the isle and it's dock awaiting any signal. Jason Lannister watched from a dromond. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]

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The Targaryen banners broke way to many riders rushing forward from the Lion's Mouth and Lannisport. The small folk and peasants saw the winged beast above and watched in awe, some daring to climb to the rooftops in hopes of a better glimpse, others frightened hid their sons and daughters away beneath wooden floorboards or in wardrobes.
From Casterly Rock at the pinnacle of the summit where a slender tower stood hold the Lannister horns were blown.
da-DAA, da-DAAAAAAAAAAAA, da-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Cheers and cries sounded through Lannisport and from the Lion's Mouth rode an entourage of Lord's Barry Broom, Steffan Lydden and Tybolt Lannister to meet the Targaryen banners. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user]
 
Several soldiers boarded the ships to tell the crew that the talk could go on for much of the night and that accomodations in a nearby inn were made for them. The captain of these soldiers peaches the other Lannister that the talks were of peace and that hostilities between the two were over. He told the crew that they were also invited to a feast in the great hall to celebrate them coming back under the Lannister wing even though the talks of the peace were not fully completed.


The Iron born raiding party, not 60 strong from visiting the other islands, sailed and broke apart on their way to the coasts of the northerners. John Greyjoy and his smaller fleet of 6 would continue on their way to lannistport
 
Draegen sat in the head of his group, mounted on a white steed. "Greetings, Lords of Lannister and Casterly Rock," The King begins. "These are the Knights of my household, and three of the Kingsguard."
((If anyone who wishes to RP wants to be one of the Kingsguard, message me.))
 
Some crew go to this feast, mostly youths. Many remain on the ships as the sailors proffered them to land and inns.

Jason Lannister had been waiting too long. Lambert had been taking his time and if this continued into the night something was definitely wrong as the plan was not supposed to be.

Signals flagged Fair Castle to release Ser Lambert Lannister as Jason and others believed him to be captured as a hostage. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]

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Lord Payne welcomed, "Hail, Prince of Dragonstone! Lord Lannister bids you to the Rock and apologizes that he could not ride out to be with his daughter's betrothed. Follow us to the Lion's Mouth if you will, my lord." The lords and knights leading way back to Casterly Rock. @arak ((Have you been coronated yet or are you still the Prince of Dragonstone?))

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The Ironborn ships approaching Lannisport would be met by longship patrols numbering double their number however were lesser ships compared to the sturdy Ironborn yield. Multiple longships flagged down the Ironborn vessels with signs such as, 'What are your intentions here?' And 'Halt flow.' They were speculative since the ironborn raiding parties usually numbered fifty longships but this was but six.
 
Lord Jon Tyrell leaves his quarters and returns to the lions mouth, in hopes of finding Lord Tybolt Lannister, He takes half of his guard with him. Leaving the rest to guard his daughter...
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Allysa sat in her quarters, remembering her childhood in Highgarden. But know she knew, she was going to marry a prince and possibly even become the queen of the Lannisters. She looked forward to the "Untold" riches of the lannisters. In her heart she hoped the tyland Lannister she was going to marry was a handsome man, Whom she would bear beautiful children to, she had heard that he was brought up in the Old town. The largest city in the reach as the merchants would say.
 
Lord Jon is welcomed by the sight of people cheering applause as the Targaryen's came from the east riding up the great causeway to the Lion's Mouth. Among the cheering and clapping and ruckus was Tybolt who sat at his household seat on an elevated stage of which five other seats lay arranged but emptied around him. Three to his left and two to his right. Ahead of him was the set wedding decorations all readied and a septon sat by a chair at one of the laid out long tables where plates, porcelain, cutlery and cleaned rags lay on wooden tables mainly made of heavy oak however one smaller table was made of ironwood with silver inlaid emblems which was intended for major lords like Payne, Broom and Lannister's of Lannisport. Other minor tables were dictated to seperate lords such as Lydden, Lorch, Kenning, Serret and Prester. There he sat watching the Lion's Mouth and the flocks of lords, ladies, knights and peasants. Around the tables sat the Broom cupbearer and Payne squire whom awaited the wedding ceremony. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user]
 
"Greetings Lord Tybolt Lannister, Warden of the West and Lord of Casterly rock" Jon Tyrell called to the Lord of Lannister, before bowing.
 
"Do not bow. We shall soon be brothers by custom." Said He. Tybolt motioned, "Tyland is ready. Bring the famed Rose of the Reach and we shall wed them here in front of the Lords of the Westerlands and the Reach but most importantly the Prince of Dragonstone and future King of Westeros." He remained seated watching Jon with a slight curiosity as his green eyes gleamed in the candlelight that illuminated Casterly Rock and the Great Feast Hall.
 
Everything was set accordingly and Tybolt awaited Draegen Targaryen and Alyssa Tyrell. Both of which would become his children by marriage if all went accordingly this night. Aemma would not mind if Draegen was disgusting or terrible looking, all she cared was if she was cared for properly. Tyland however was picky and if Alyssa did not live up to the name of 'Rose of the Reach' that marriage may not be so fruitful as Lord Jon's gardens and farms. Also if the Tyrell girl was simpleton which wouldn't make much for a happy relationship either. Reminiscence of his children brought him memories of his previous wife and a pang rang in his heart before he dismissed the thought to continue. If Tyland could bear him no heirs then Jason would have to marry a highborn girl. Maybe one of the Swyft's, Marbrand's or even a Lefford. Though Jason preferred a sword over a woman, which could mean a problem. The notion sprung into his mind abruptly. He was not too old to sure more children. And with all these rebellious lords and disobeyers maybe another alliance with the Reach or possibly even the Riverlands or one of the idle houses of the Westerlands would bring more soldiers, ships and tie down any uprisings. His thoughts guided through a number of applicants as to marry though few ever met his standards. And lesser the high born status.
 
((Coronated, yes.))
Draegen leads his band behind that of Lord Payne. "I understand," He replies to the fact of Lord Lannister not being present. "I will have rooms prepared for my people upon our settling in Casterly Rock, if you would be so kind to have prepared. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
The greyjoy openly laughs at the small lannister longships. So small and insignificant compared to the 6 Ironborn ships. "We don't mean harm. If we did you would know it. More than 100 ships would be out here, not 6." Said the lord when they finally came into range of one of the ships. "We have come for a chat with your lord."

Rumors erupt in the westerlands of a large scale movement of troops. They appear to be marching from the west but others report the north and some the south. No one has put a pin point on where the army is from.
 
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