Draegen simply goes along with it. His dragon is kept not far away, being fed by guards.
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The feasts of both weddings commence and sooner or later, many lords and ladies are overwhelmed with drinks from the Summer Isles, Free Cities and Dorne. Though the true when's which stuck out were those of the Redwyne's of the Arbor and that Dornishmen's wine.
And with drunken men came the drunken shouts and cheers as many began pounding down on the tables, "BED! BED! BED! BED! BED! BED!" And laughing. Tybolt smiled slyly before turning to face King Draegen and asked, "The men demand a bedding. Do you permit these newly weds to be bed?" He motioned to his son and Alyssa. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user] ((Just search it up if you don't know this type of custom in Westeros.))
The feasts of both weddings commence and sooner or later, many lords and ladies are overwhelmed with drinks from the Summer Isles, Free Cities and Dorne. Though the true when's which stuck out were those of the Redwyne's of the Arbor and that Dornishmen's wine.
And with drunken men came the drunken shouts and cheers as many began pounding down on the tables, "BED! BED! BED! BED! BED! BED!" And laughing. Tybolt smiled slyly before turning to face King Draegen and asked, "The men demand a bedding. Do you permit these newly weds to be bed?" He motioned to his son and Alyssa. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user] ((Just search it up if you don't know this type of custom in Westeros.))
((Nah, I know. I read em. (Not just the bed parts, that'd be creepy if I just read those.)))
"I do." He smiled, looking to the audience. "Get going, they can't undress themselves."
((Let's just skip that part of what they do..))
"I do." He smiled, looking to the audience. "Get going, they can't undress themselves."
((Let's just skip that part of what they do..))
Tybolt's son was merrily carried off by maidens, and vice-versa for Alyssa.
The crowd then hushed down for a while before Ser Barry Broom cried aloud to the King and all his loyalists, "AN' WHAT O' YOUR BEDDING CEREMONAY YER GRACE?" The crowd stared silently and expectingly at Draegen Targaryen. Aemma with her alluring emerald eyes looking almost as a lioness stalking her prey watched the Black Dragon intently.
Tybolt sipped at some tasty wine before he noticed it. Lord Crakehall was missing from the ceremony. Actually. He had never come, Crakehall's banners were not among those that the Lords of the Westerlands brought. Nor were any bannermen nor Knights. Strange. Then it hit him. Silently Lord Lannister began running over plans and defenses of the Rock. They could not take it, however they could sack Lannisport which would NOT do. He would deal with the Crakehall's as he would deal with the Farman's who currently held Lambert Lannister, or so he believed, as killing the knight would go a long way to piss off Lannisport and other minor houses since Lambert was a friendly and funny man who preferred to laugh and jape instead of rule or fight. Brax, Lefford, and the others would burn or bend the knee soon enough. The King ought to know of this yet Tybolt withheld the information as it would spoil the cheery mood and rather have it settled at the council he would hold on the morrow. Sighing he realized he would have to deal with the Ironborn 'emissaries' the next day after that. So many things to do. So many heads to take, lands to burn, castles to siege. Heads, pikes, the works. But not know. Now was for enjoyment. So Tybolt raised his cup and sipped silently away at the Redwyne wine that filled it, and then his mouth. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user]
The crowd then hushed down for a while before Ser Barry Broom cried aloud to the King and all his loyalists, "AN' WHAT O' YOUR BEDDING CEREMONAY YER GRACE?" The crowd stared silently and expectingly at Draegen Targaryen. Aemma with her alluring emerald eyes looking almost as a lioness stalking her prey watched the Black Dragon intently.
Tybolt sipped at some tasty wine before he noticed it. Lord Crakehall was missing from the ceremony. Actually. He had never come, Crakehall's banners were not among those that the Lords of the Westerlands brought. Nor were any bannermen nor Knights. Strange. Then it hit him. Silently Lord Lannister began running over plans and defenses of the Rock. They could not take it, however they could sack Lannisport which would NOT do. He would deal with the Crakehall's as he would deal with the Farman's who currently held Lambert Lannister, or so he believed, as killing the knight would go a long way to piss off Lannisport and other minor houses since Lambert was a friendly and funny man who preferred to laugh and jape instead of rule or fight. Brax, Lefford, and the others would burn or bend the knee soon enough. The King ought to know of this yet Tybolt withheld the information as it would spoil the cheery mood and rather have it settled at the council he would hold on the morrow. Sighing he realized he would have to deal with the Ironborn 'emissaries' the next day after that. So many things to do. So many heads to take, lands to burn, castles to siege. Heads, pikes, the works. But not know. Now was for enjoyment. So Tybolt raised his cup and sipped silently away at the Redwyne wine that filled it, and then his mouth. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/arakrsptec/74.png" name="arakrsptec"]7396155[/user]
"I suppose it is only appropriate. An heir for the Throne." He stands, looking to Aemma. Same protocol.
Once those two were carried off in a hurtle of laughter and cheers the feast hall was abuzz with singing, dancing and well...feasting. It continued into the night until all guests either went to their chambers, left the Rock or simply fell asleep in the hall itself. Thus the night was complete and the sun rose the next morning.
Jon would search for Tybolt Lannister.
Tybolt Lannister sat at his place at the feast hall, early the next morning. His face was bleak and a cup of Dornish wine lay in his left hand as he aimlessly gazed at it. His cloaks were new yet something was obviously troubling him this time of day.
Shycolt Bannister saw the worry on the Lannister's face, and gave him a warm, large hug.
House Name: Bastard Branch of House Arryn
Character Name: Aranen, The Wandering Falcon
Character Backstory: With little hope of advancement in Westeros, Aranen sought his fortune across the Narrow Sea with the Golden Company, a group of sellswords who had ties to Westeros. Now, seeing the chaos of the Realm and the virtual annihilation of the Arryn male line, he see's his chance to press his claim using the swords of the Golden Company.
House Members: None.
House Motto: Beneath the gold, the bitter steel.
Character Name: Aranen, The Wandering Falcon
Character Backstory: With little hope of advancement in Westeros, Aranen sought his fortune across the Narrow Sea with the Golden Company, a group of sellswords who had ties to Westeros. Now, seeing the chaos of the Realm and the virtual annihilation of the Arryn male line, he see's his chance to press his claim using the swords of the Golden Company.
House Members: None.
House Motto: Beneath the gold, the bitter steel.
[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Everybody13/74.png" name="Everybody13"]4145857[/user] Accepted!
((So I'm just going to forward this.))
A council is called invitations go out to the Lords of the Westerlands who attended both noble and royal weddings. The King upon the Iron Throne, the Black Dragon along with the Lord of Highgarden and Paramount of the Mander, Jon Tyrell were invited to attend it too.
The notions of what the council's subjects would be were ambiguous to the King and Lord Tyrell however many of the noble lords of the Westerlands would know that it was to deal with the rebellious Lords Farman, Brax, Crakehall (who obviously did not attend disobeying Tybolt) and Lefford who were rumored to be rallying their own banners against the Black Dragon and Sea Lion. Lords Lydden, Lorch, Algood, Broom, Payne, Estren, Kenning, Prester and Serret were attending it.
Houses Swyft, Marbrand, Tarbeck and Jeyne however did not come to the summons of Lord Lannister but rumors did not say if they blatantly disobeyed like the Farmans who had taken Ser Lambert Lannister of Lannisport. Whatever the case those said were invited.
A council is called invitations go out to the Lords of the Westerlands who attended both noble and royal weddings. The King upon the Iron Throne, the Black Dragon along with the Lord of Highgarden and Paramount of the Mander, Jon Tyrell were invited to attend it too.
The notions of what the council's subjects would be were ambiguous to the King and Lord Tyrell however many of the noble lords of the Westerlands would know that it was to deal with the rebellious Lords Farman, Brax, Crakehall (who obviously did not attend disobeying Tybolt) and Lefford who were rumored to be rallying their own banners against the Black Dragon and Sea Lion. Lords Lydden, Lorch, Algood, Broom, Payne, Estren, Kenning, Prester and Serret were attending it.
Houses Swyft, Marbrand, Tarbeck and Jeyne however did not come to the summons of Lord Lannister but rumors did not say if they blatantly disobeyed like the Farmans who had taken Ser Lambert Lannister of Lannisport. Whatever the case those said were invited.
Jon would attend the council..
((Due to Arak living in a different time zone altogether I'm just going to leave it up to him whether he chooses to attend the council or decline from doing so.))
Tybolt Lannister stood at the head of a longtable, his seat left open fashioned with roaring lions on each of it's wooden sides was warm from waiting for quite some time for all the lords of gather. On the right side of the table sat Lord Larry Lannister of Lannisport, Lord Barry Broom, Lord Payne, Lord Jon Tyrell, Lord Kevin Kenning of Kayce along with Draegen Targaryen if he chose to be seated there. The left side was held by Lords Serret, Prester, Algood, Banefort, Estren, Lydden and Lorch.
"Welcome. I expect most of you know the dealing of this council," said Tybolt to the lords (and King), "Lord Farman of Fair Isle, Brax of Hornvale and Lefford of the Golden Tooth had refused multiple summons to Casterly Rock for both the calling of the banners and to pledge fealty to the King of the Seven Kingdoms. Houses Swyft, Tarbeck, Marbrand and Crakehall refused to pledge fealty to the King as well and the summons and no Ravens have returned with news. Considering they may have joined with the other rebellious houses.
Lord Reyne and his apparent sickness seem to have become a dilemma too. His reknown knight was sent to Castamere to retrieve Lord Reyne's son and a force to meet with King Draegen Targaryen at the Rock but they have not shown so they may be considered among the traitors.
Jason Lannister along with Ser Lambert Lannister were sent to negotiate with Lord Farman. Jason has returned from Fair Isle reporting that Lord Farman has captured Ser Lambert taking him hostage, other reports claim to have seen his corpse tossed from Faircastle and floating in the Sunset Sea." Tybolt paused for a breath to allow for the information to sink in.
"What say my lords, bannermen and King?" Asked the Sea Lion. (([user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] If you've caught up on what's happened so far could you RP the seperate lords, especially Larry Lannister of Lannisport's reactions. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] Please RP for your character and any bannermen you've brought such as Tarly's, Redwyne's and Florent's. That's if you have them.))
Tybolt Lannister stood at the head of a longtable, his seat left open fashioned with roaring lions on each of it's wooden sides was warm from waiting for quite some time for all the lords of gather. On the right side of the table sat Lord Larry Lannister of Lannisport, Lord Barry Broom, Lord Payne, Lord Jon Tyrell, Lord Kevin Kenning of Kayce along with Draegen Targaryen if he chose to be seated there. The left side was held by Lords Serret, Prester, Algood, Banefort, Estren, Lydden and Lorch.
"Welcome. I expect most of you know the dealing of this council," said Tybolt to the lords (and King), "Lord Farman of Fair Isle, Brax of Hornvale and Lefford of the Golden Tooth had refused multiple summons to Casterly Rock for both the calling of the banners and to pledge fealty to the King of the Seven Kingdoms. Houses Swyft, Tarbeck, Marbrand and Crakehall refused to pledge fealty to the King as well and the summons and no Ravens have returned with news. Considering they may have joined with the other rebellious houses.
Lord Reyne and his apparent sickness seem to have become a dilemma too. His reknown knight was sent to Castamere to retrieve Lord Reyne's son and a force to meet with King Draegen Targaryen at the Rock but they have not shown so they may be considered among the traitors.
Jason Lannister along with Ser Lambert Lannister were sent to negotiate with Lord Farman. Jason has returned from Fair Isle reporting that Lord Farman has captured Ser Lambert taking him hostage, other reports claim to have seen his corpse tossed from Faircastle and floating in the Sunset Sea." Tybolt paused for a breath to allow for the information to sink in.
"What say my lords, bannermen and King?" Asked the Sea Lion. (([user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] If you've caught up on what's happened so far could you RP the seperate lords, especially Larry Lannister of Lannisport's reactions. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] Please RP for your character and any bannermen you've brought such as Tarly's, Redwyne's and Florent's. That's if you have them.))
Jon Tyrell would speak to Tybolt. "Lord Lannister, I plan to return to Highgarden. To raise an army for your cause." Jon would be unaccompanied by any of is banner men. He had his own men with him.
"In good faith of the Seven as we are brothers by custom I shall send my son with your daughter to Highgarden." Said Tybolt honoring Jon Tyrell.
"That is good. Perhaps I could escort him Lord Tybolt." Replied Jon.
"Most definitely so. How many men shall you raise at Highgarden and how many bannermen, Lord Tyrell?" Asked Tybolt formally.
"I shall try to get 70,000 at least. Possibly most of my banner men" Replied Jon.
The iron born, tired of waiting cause they are impatient sent a man who had now arrived at the gates of casterly Rock.
The Lannister of lannistport was enraged. In his rage his stutter came through as he spoke allowed to the Lannister Lord, "Send.. M- e with t-he navy and an I invasion force and I w-I'll bring the-m ddddown!" He bodily stated.
The pain Lord spoke up. "Sir why does the matter of a rebellion mater to these folk? Should we not show our strength by dealing with this on our own? What does it show the rebellious vassals if you don't fight your own wars but have foreign forces battle them for us?"
The keening Lord simply agreed to send troops and the other small vassals nodded in agreement. [/
The Lannister of lannistport was enraged. In his rage his stutter came through as he spoke allowed to the Lannister Lord, "Send.. M- e with t-he navy and an I invasion force and I w-I'll bring the-m ddddown!" He bodily stated.
The pain Lord spoke up. "Sir why does the matter of a rebellion mater to these folk? Should we not show our strength by dealing with this on our own? What does it show the rebellious vassals if you don't fight your own wars but have foreign forces battle them for us?"
The keening Lord simply agreed to send troops and the other small vassals nodded in agreement. [/