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Since Lord Farman has kept Lambert Lannister for so long the the ship departs the dockyard under orders from Jason Lannister to pull back. Some youths were left behind at the feast during all this accidentally, but there are always casualties of war. The thirty ships return a galley back to Lannisport and then Casterly Rock to tell Tybolt that the Farman's and their vassals have taken Lambert Lannister and imprisoned him or worse.
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The Greyjoy's ships were in actuality longships but these were larger than most other longships so yes they dwarfed them but not to a point where you could call them 'insignificant'. Either ways the signaling reports, "On what terms?" Since shouting over water on ships would not actually be very efficient people used flag signals during this era. Or maybe it was just the Lannisters. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]
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Lord Payne nodded silently and led Draegen up the causeway and unto the Lion's Mouth before their horses would be taken to the stables for safe keeping and all around lords bannermen, knights, ladies and their daughters, singers, bards, mummers, cup bearers, squires, and little lordlings of fiefs saluted and cheered for the King of Westeros as he entered Casterly Rock. Then the clapping and cheering ended and a line made way for the Black Dragon and his supporters revealing the Great Feast Hall where the wedding ceremony was prepared and Lord Lannister sitting upon his household seat on an elevated chair who stood and left his place, walking down the small staircase and past the tables lined with decorations or food until arriving before Draegen Targaryen and announcing, "I hereby swear upon my troth fealty to King Draegen Targaryen, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm. My sword is yours from this day 'till my last." To this other lords began to follow. Bowing and swearing fealty. Lord Payne first then Barry Broom an every other lord fell in fealty to the Targaryen. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user]

((Mile could we pause things since the wedding is taking place, otherwise a massive army that takes weeks to gather shall probably be at Casterly Rock before the ceremonial rights are said when the wedding should last a night.))
 
Jon Tyrell would enter the room again, This time with a 15 year beautiful girl in tyrell shrouded with hair the colour of brown, falling down her shoulders out of the shroud. Jon bowed to Draegen of House Targaryen, The girl did the same. "Lord Draegen, I Jon Tyrell of House Lannister and Warden of the South, Swear my sword and my kingdoms to be at your command. Until the day I die!" He Spoke,
 
(([user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/5534629/avatar/small.1504366156.jpeg" name="TheDude"]5534629[/user] We need players, maybe try and get people from Rag since no one on EW aside Schnitzel is interested. Or advertise on your walls.))
 
Draegen gazes upon his sworn lords as the swearing commences, acknowledging each as one. "A worthy assembly of Lords, if I must say. Strong swords from the strong men who wield them. I could not ask for a a more loyal host, nor a more wise assembly of men before me. I'm sure all resistance to the throne shall be crushed as our banners fly together. But now is not the time to speak of war; Rejoice, my Lords. We are at a wedding, of course, and I would not wish to spoil meals with talks of politics."
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The army continues gathering despite the wedding. Reports roll in that it is amassing at the golden tooth along. Though all banners remained hidden. (don't worry aasim they won't march till after the wedding.)

"Ugh these people still use flags even though they are so close." The lord said to one of his men who laughed. "Your lord sails out here and meets with me. My ships pull back as well as yours and let us meet in the neutral waters. I only wish to speak with him about a possible alliance." The man called to the ship which he still looked down on. It was not far off so flags were not really necessary to communicate.
 
Tybolt ascended and announced, "Then let the wedding begin! Take seats at the tables friends, bring the Rose of the Reach and Tyland Lannister!" The boy appeared, his dark hair cloaking his eyes yet swaying gently with each movement as he watched silently from the corner of the Feast Hall. Walking forward one could garner a glimpse at his features, he had Tybolt's nose and sharp-look however he bore the dark hair of the Hightowers and grey eyes. The lords, ladies, etc took seats all 'round and silence settled. Draegen Targaryen was ushered up a stage where six seats awaited them. Draegen was sat to the right seat number one down to watch over the ceremony.

Alyssa Tyrell would have been draped in the gowns and drapes of Highgarden, bearing the flower of yellow and green that the Tyrells so cherished as their banner. Along the room candles were lit and voices whispered and hushed like ghosts. Tyland Lannister, wearing a dark scarlet red with golden enamels upon his cape and cloth stood awaiting by the Septon as he was announcing the rights of passage. Alyssa's Lord-Father (Jon) would have to take her hands and bring her up to Tyland and the Septon to begin the marriage. Her cloaks covered all her body in the traditional ways until her betrothed would undress her mildly and wrap her in his own cloaks.

Draegen could glimpse his own bride, or so it may be, draped with gold and crimson instead of Allysa Tyrell and awaiting by the carpet leading to the Septon. Yet he would have to wait until the Lannister-Tyrell marriage was sealed before his own could begin. Since of course, the King deserved to be the most remembered and the Royal wedding was to be the greatest as seen by the many mummers,singers, bards, cupbearers and poets waiting by the Lion's Mouth ahead of the numerous soldiers. Among the soldiers guards of the Rock flanked each entrance in trio's as to increase security. [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]

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The ship signals back, 'His lordship is attending a wedding, return within two days and he shall meet you outside of the Rock by the sea. Does this suit your terms ironborn?'
 
Jon would take his daughter by hand to Tyland Lannister, When he got there he would nod and would return to where he was. Alyssa would turn her shrouded head to Tyland, Then to the Septon.
 
Tyland stood there for a moment taking a silenced gulp as he stared at the shrouded girl before him. He had already been contemplating the rumors of her ugliness and those of her beauty yet he himself was scared he would unveil her to see a withered rose. What if she was old? What if she was too old? What if she was disgusting and had terrible breath like a fish or maybe had lice in her hair. Yet as everyone stared at him he knew he could not run away from destiny. Hopefully if she smelled like fish maybe she would understand if he would not bed her.

Tyland's hair was straightened and combed, dark as night and like a raven's. His eyes grey and pale yet had some sort of dancing to them as they zoomed about the room looking for an exit or privy to which he could hide in after this was over. He was tall no doubt, though not too tall ranging at 5'8". He had soft hands from years of writing and studying and a calculating mind yet was not one for the sword yet a bow proved more to his style.
He stepped forward toward the covered girl as the Septon urged him on with impatient fervent eyes. Breathing in his fingers touched the shrouds over her head and delicately, or as gentle as he could, pulled them off revealing her face to him.....[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
Her brown hair which was in curls would be falling down gently onto her shoulders, her hair smelled like a dozen flowers, though she herself smelt like roses. Her breath was minty and clean, Her skin was slightly tanned and her face was beautiful, her nose was perfect and her eyes were sea blue...

Her clothes would be a beautiful green dress, with several majestic flower drawings on it, Her body was slim and muscular, She stood at 5"7 feet tall and she looked 15 years old.

"I hope I'm not the wrong girl for you..." She whispered.
 
Tyland blinked, not once, nor twice, nor thrice but about a dozen times before his eyes could process what had occurred. He was without breath for moments until it dawned on him that all were staring. He could feel Tybolt's green decisive eyes staring at him from behind almost doubtingly. He found his voice deep in his throat whilst staring at her awkwardly. "No-no. I believe you are." he said.

The Septon announcing, "Now you may cloak the bride and bring her under your protection." To which Tyland did so taking off his cape and wrapping it around Alyssa after stepping closer to her and walking around her then placing it upon her, the shrouds of crimson cloaking Alyssa. He returned to his position as the Septon spoke, "Put forth your hands to be sealed."

Tyland's hand shot up, his fingers twitching with excitement, and the Septon motioned for Alyssa's to fall under his. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
Alyssa would put her soft hands underneath Tylands. She smiled as she did so.. Her mind was whirring. She knew in her heart that Tyland was the man for her, Though she found it rather amusing that Tyland was twitching so much.
 
The Septon wrapped a pale white band around both of their hands binding them. "In the sight of the Seven I hereby seal these two souls binding them as one for eternity. Look upon each other and say the words."

Tyland turned to her and spoke, "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine. From this day till the end of my days."
 
Alyssa turned to Tyland and spoke "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am his and he is mine. From this day till the end of my days."
 
The Septon ended, "You are now man and wife. May your days be long and fruitful." Before the crowd of Lannsiter bannermen and retinues broke into wild shouting and cheering. However it died down and Tybolt Lannister announced, "Lady Alyssa Lannister, you and your groom have seating next to your father by my side. He motioned to the two empty seats between him and Lord Jon on the stage. Then continuing, "Now for the Royal Wedding of King Draegen Targaryen and Aemma Lannister! Bring the bride." And there she stood in shrouds of scarlet, shorter than Lady Alyssa yet nonetheless proudly standing under her cloaks before the carpet leading to the Septon.

This would be where Draegen would leave his seat to attend the marriage. Tybolt himself arose from his seat, descended the stage and took his place next to his daughter awaiting for the Targaryen King. During this Tyland whispered to Alyssa, "I never knew women could get so pretty." Though he had seen his fair share of women at Old Town none came as far as Alyssa's standards. [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] ((We could auto solve the Royal Wedding till after the vows are said, if you'd prefer it to be quick Arak.))
 
"It will do. We shall land 2 miles south of here and await your lord to meet us." The man waved his hand in a whirling motion while a bannerman waved his flag to the other ships. With extreme haste, the ships pulled out and set out south. Soon, the black sails with the houses banners flowed open taking the smooth wind down the coast. They landed soon after setting out and pulled their ships to the sandy shore. They pitched tents and set out nets catching a hefty load which they feasted on that night and salted for their journey home. They set strong watches to spot any trouble. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
Tybolt walked up the carpet with Aemma cloaked until he brought her to Draegen. After the unveiling it would reveal her to be of green laced eyes, tawny golden hair and with small shoulders and a buxom form. After the saying of the words and the sealing the two were married and lords and ladies near and far cheered as the royal couple moved to seat themselves on the stage. Then the food started to roll in as the feast began. A dozen chickens, lambs, sheep and platters filled to breaking with stocks of fish from Lannisport. Eel soup and turtle porridge too was served.

A plump pie filled with assorted meats and peas was given to Jon. An apple pie to Alyssa and a jug of mead too. Tyland was given a soup of eels dressed in olive oil from Dorne. The royal couple received many gifts such as necklaces made of the finest gems, swords and knives of quite some history or just newly forged with the dragon symbol of House Targaryen. Aside this wine, mead, ale and other riches flooded their table until it was so crowded not even half a dozen quails could be put upon it. Tyland murmured back to Alyssa taking a sip of his soup, "Seven and ten."

The ships returned from them to continue patrolling. Though Lannisport and Casterly Rock were notified and warned that an Ironborn threat may be in the air.
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No more Iron born ships arrived. The 60 sent out for raiding had completed their task assigned to them of scouting out the area around Seagard instead of actually raiding and returned to the Iron Islands to tell of what they had seen. They described the defenses, ships in the harbor, trade ships, number of men on the walls, and so on.
 
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