Fire and Blood [0.3 Hotseat] - RP Thread

[Uriyaca]

A large and very awesome Role Play will come soon

And I'm expecting rep! damn you if you don't rep me

[Lord AcidRocker]

A quick rp just to keep things updated.




Marq Piper entered the Lords tent around midnight, shuffling past lightly burning cauldrons and candles to the Lord’s desk. He stopped before Edmure with his arm reached out and a letter sealed in crimson wax held in his hand. “Urgent news, my Lord. You must see for yourself. A raven from the west; no one knows from where specifically. One of my scouts sighted it from the southwest of camp.”

“Thank you, Piper. Leave it with me and bring me Lord Frey, I must speak with him.”
As Marq Piper left the blue and red patterned tent, Edmure swiped the letter off the table and cut off the seal with his dagger- hilted by a leaping silver trout. It was a simple message, reading: The rose continues its invasion. Jaime Lannister and Lord Tywin Lannister have been killed. The west bleeds. Watch the mountain passes. Crakehall fallen. There was no signature, only evidence of rushed writing.

Edmure contemplated every word before Lord Frey arrived, showing blatant disapproval of the late summons. “There I was enjoying a nice slumber when Piper barged in demanding I see you. I dreamt I was swimming in a sea of wine, huh. I was as naked as my first nameday, and I could drink past my fill. What is it, my Lord? So that I may return to my drunken antics.”

“Lord Frey, your humor is always welcome in my tent. Unfortunately this is not the time for it.”
As Walder Frey took a horn of ale from Edmure’s steward, Lord Blackwood entered the tent in a fit of uneasiness. “Lord Tytos Blackwood! Fancy meeting you here, huh? I cannot have the simple courtesy of a greeting until I’m called up when the moon is full! We’ve been marching for over a month and I’ve yet to see you.”

“Apologies, Lord Frey, but I must tend to scouting. Would you perhaps want a Tyrellmans quarrel to wake you, rather than Piper?”


“Lord Blackwood, you arrived just in time.”


“So have I. There is news from Silverhill and Golden Tooth that the levies are lowering their banners. They have lost faith in House Lannister and may even turn cloaks to the Tyrells.”


“Bah! Serves the lion right. They could not lead their people. With the Kingslayer and Lord Tywin dead, there is only Kevan, the half-Tywin.”


“The west is in shambles, and we need to pick up the pieces. House Tyrell openly declares war on us by demanding we swear fealty to the Targaryen pretenders. No, the west won’t be taken. Loras Tyrell will see me in battle before the year is through. We take back the west.”

[NTRM727]

Tyrion Lannister sat down on a stool and looked down at he parchment theat had just came by raven it bore the seal of His house.
Tyrion though to himself "Why would my Father be sending me a messagedoes he want me to change my course and kill myself attacking Highgarden."
He then quickly opened the letter and read its contents.
"By the Gods," Tyrion muttered to himself "My father and Jaime both dead,Kevan besieged by Tyrell forces, how could this happen"
Tyrion walked outside of his tent and walked as fast as his stunted legs could take him to Bronns tent.
As he was walking to Bronns tent he saw his young cousin Lancel Lannister. Lancel looked at him awkardly and said, "Cousin were are you going at htis time of night?"
Tyrion then quickly replied " I am going to get Bronn so we can get this camp packed up and ready."
"And why would that be?" said Lancel questioningly
"Because the Tyrells have killed your uncle an your other cousin and may yet kill your father." Tyrion replied with a sharp tone.
" by the gods" Lancel said as his face quicly turned to rage then he started crying and fell to the ground balling.
"I swear to you this boy," Tyrion said, "as long as i live House Lannister shall survive."
Lancel then got up and slowly walked back to his tent. Tyrion than walked the rest of the way to Bronn,s tent.
TYrion opened the flap and was suprised to see Bronn was still awake, "Bronn mobilize the troops." he said
"Tyrion," Bronn exclamed "its night time, the clansman would be more like to kill me then mobilize."
"You must do it now we march immediatly we need to go to the Westerlands." Tyrion replied quickly
"West,and why would we be going west i thought your father and brother were fending off hte Tyrells just fine." Bronn said
"They are both dead and my uncle may join them soon."
Broon then said, "i will moblize the Troops immediatly."
"Good." said Tyrion. he then thought "This war is not going as planned hopefully thr Tully reinforcements will arrive and save my uncle and if they can not help me," he thought "and if they can not help me a Lannister always pays his debts and I owe the Tyrells."

[Uriyaca]

Tyrion Lannister sat down on a stool and looked down at he parchment theat had just came by raven it bore the seal of His house.
Tyrion though to himself "Why would my Father be sending me a messagedoes he want me to change my course and kill myself attacking Highgarden."
He then quickly opened the letter and read its contents.
"By the Gods," Tyrion muttered to himself "My father and Jaime both dead,Kevan besieged by Tyrell forces, how could this happen"
Tyrion walked outside of his tent and walked as fast as his stunted legs could take him to Bronns tent.
As he was walking to Bronns tent he saw his young cousin Lancel Lannister. Lancel looked at him awkardly and said, "Cousin were are you going at htis time of night?"
Tyrion then quickly replied " I am going to get Bronn so we can get this camp packed up and ready."
"And why would that be?" said Lancel questioningly
"Because the Tyrells have killed your uncle an your other cousin and may yet kill your father." Tyrion replied with a sharp tone.
" by the gods" Lancel said as his face quicly turned to rage then he started crying and fell to the ground balling.
"I swear to you this boy," Tyrion said, "as long as i live House Lannister shall survive."
Lancel then got up and slowly walked back to his tent. Tyrion than walked the rest of the way to Bronn,s tent.
TYrion opened the flap and was suprised to see Bronn was still awake, "Bronn mobilize the troops." he said
"Tyrion," Bronn exclamed "its night time, the clansman would be more like to kill me then mobilize."
"You must do it now we march immediatly we need to go to the Westerlands." Tyrion replied quickly
"West,and why would we be going west i thought your father and brother were fending off hte Tyrells just fine." Bronn said
"They are both dead and my uncle may join them soon."
Broon then said, "i will moblize the Troops immediatly."
"Good." said Tyrion. he then thought "This war is not going as planned hopefully thr Tully reinforcements will arrive and save my uncle and if they can not help me," he thought "and if they can not help me a Lannister always pays his debts and I owe the Tyrells."

Does this mean that you will not surrender to us and swear fealty to Viserys? too bad, I guess I will have to destroy you then .

I fear the Tullys are my only enemy left since Lannisters are down and Robert buisy fending off the Targaryen troops. Bring it on, fish boy. Your corpse shall be sent to Viserys to hang in the Red Keep when I'm done with you .

Both of you still have a chance to change sides. But if you don't swear fealty to the dragon before my turn, you will not have a chance to regret.

[The Forgotten]

I, Viserys III Targaryen, hereby proclaim as rightful King of the Iron Throne,

Prince Doran Martell, shall be named Hand of the King, and shall advise me in all manners that pertain to the Kingdom. Once this war is over I will travel personally to Sunspear and bestow the honor myself. He is also given the title, Paramount of the Stormlands, and shall receive all the honors that go with it.

Loras Tyrell shall receive Casterly Rock, and all it's incomes, holdings, and titles.

Garlen Tyrell shall be give the title of Lord of Golden Tooth, and Marshall of the Western Marches. He is charged with protecting the Westerlands from any incursions.

Mace Tyrell shall be given the honor of dividing up any other Westerland settlements to his loyal Bannermen.

Mace is also named Master of Law, along with Paxter Redwyne who I name Master of Ships.

Signed by Viserys Targaryen, King of the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms.

[Uriyaca]

I, Lord Mace Tyrell, hereby announce the following lands to the following lords:

1) I name myself, Lord Mace Tyrell as lord paramount of the Westerlands and the Reach, the capital of this realm is Highgarden and all taxes and incomes shall go to it.
2) I give Casterly Rock , Lannisport, the gold mines in Casterly Rock and all it's sorrounding lands to Loras Tyrell, for his brave fighting against the Kingslayer and deceased Tywin Lannister in the "Last stand of the lion" and the opening battle between Tyrell and Lannister forces when he defeated the Kingslayer. I also name Loras Tyrell as the ruler of the Westerlands, to run the Westerlands when I'm away at Highgarden ruling the Reach. All taxes and powers, however, are given to Highgarden
3) I give the castle of Golden Tooth, the gold mines and all it's sorrounding lands to Garlan Tyrell, for his brave performance in the battle of Crakehall.
4) I give the castle of Silverhill, the silver mines and all the sorrounding lands to Leyton Hightower and House Hightower, for his brave actions in the "Last Stand of the Lion".
5) I give the castle of Crakehall and all it's sorrounding lands to Randyll Tarly and House Tarly, for his brave preformance in the "battle of Crakehall" .
6) I give the castle of Hornvale and all it's sorrounding lands to Mathis Rowan and House Rowan, for his brave fighting against the Kingslayer in the opening battle and his brave performance against Tywin Lannister and the Kingslayer in the "Last stand of the lion".
7) Faircastle and Kayce are reserved for Fossoway and Redwyne, if they prove themselves worthy commanding their forces.
8) The Benefort and the Crag are hereby given to House Martell to decide what they wish to do with them, since they paid for these castles. We will make sure the ironborn won't hold any Westerland regions, since they opened in war against me
And I believe it should be Viserys who should announce the joining of our houses

[The Forgotten]

OoC !

The King is happy to announce that Houses Tyrell and Targaryen shall be joined before the Seven. I shall wed Margaery Tyrell and our children shall rule Westeros.


(Dang pictures just have to be off sized just to annoy me)

[Lord AcidRocker]

Lord Tyrell, you would do well to send your youngest son back to the Reach. Blood will be shed all throughout the West, and it would be a tragedy to see such a young, capable fighter end his life so soon. War is a feast for crows, and non come out truly victorious. If you ignore my courtesy, I will not hesitate to end his life with one fell swoop.

Lord Edmure Tully

[The Forgotten]

Uri it's Hornvale. Otherwise you just gave away Lord Tarly's ancestral home to the Rowans.

[Uriyaca]

Uri it's Hornvale. Otherwise you just gave away Lord Tarly's ancestral home to the Rowans.

Hahahahah so sorry, meant Hornvale.

Gots to admit it's damn confusing- Hornhill in the reach, Hornvale in the Westerlands and Hornwood in the north

Also, Tully, we will agree to lift the siege off Kevan and return our forces home only if Lannister was to accept our deal (only without swearing fealty to Viserys) and you telling completenoob to cancel his assault over the reach. Deal?... otherwise, I fear all the Westerlands shall be under the rule of all mighty Uriyaca

And I like that nickname. Uri

[Korpskog]

All the great Lords of the Narrow sea was seated around the great table carved out in the shape of Westeros, Bar Emmons, Celtigars, Valaryons, Masseys. Seated on the end of the table Stannis Baratheon had a great view over the room, he noticed all the movement while he grinded his teeths.
Moonford Velaryon was not happy with the orders he was given and shouted out!
MV - "That is madness I tell you! You can not expect me to be so stupid!"
SB - "I was not asking, this is a royal command! Fulfill my orders or I will find someone who will" Stannis shouted back at him!
MV - "Good luck with that, I will not be played for a fool, my ships stays at Driftmark!"
AF - "Why so surprised? What did you expect from valyrian scums like this lot?" Alester Florent laughed as he spilled a coup of wine at the table... "I will lead the attack meself"
Stannis Baratheon was not amused by the tone of his trusted councilor..
SB - "Do you take this council for some filthy tavern in the reach? Behave like that again in my presence and I will have you whipped in the streets! Perhaps I shall let you join your brother in the vanguard against the Dothraki savages?"
The room went silent as a crypt... all except Duram Bar Emmon the young fat feeble minded Lord who made a strange noice as he tried to hide his giggles..
SB - "Ser Justin Massay"
JM - "At your service My Lord"
SB - "Escort Lord Velaryon to the dungeons, I will not tolerate such treason among my bannermen"
JM - "At once My Lord!"
SB - "Leave us, this meeting is over for now"
All the Lords and Knights left the room in haste, the only ones left was Devan Seaworth (his squire) and Lady Melisandre, priestess of the red god! As she was about to speak Stannis punched his hands in the table before he said.. "That includes you as well woman", They exchanged a look before she left the room. "Bring your father Devan, I will require the services of a smuggler rather then a highborn fool"

It was dark when Ser Davos entered his Lords chambers, Lord Stannis Baratheon was standing in the corner of the room, starring into his fireplace.
DS - "Milord?"
SB - "The King have urgent need of my services, Targaryens have landed all over the Stormlands, they have made a attempt to destroy the Baratheon legacy." Stannis turned around and looked at his onion knight.. "Do you realize the importance of legacy? I wont expect you to, the son of a crabber, born and raised in Fleebottom".
DS - "We will make sure your brother did not die in vain!"
SB - "My brother was not worthy of his honors, a boy in a mans body, fair to look upon but a fool non the less. Storms End is my by right of birth, I will die before I see a Targaryen seated there."
DS - "We do not have enough men to take Storms Ending, it will take a miracle!"
SB - "More then one likely, That is why I need you and not Lord Alester, you know these waters, the autumn storms are blowing up"
DS - "What is it you expect of me milord?"

[NTRM727]

Tyrion sat over a map of Westeros in his dimly lit tent and decided the best route to the Westerlands the tent door was opened an Bronn and his young cousin Lancel walked in.

"Why have you two come into my tent at this late hour has Kevan been killed?"

"No my Lord the idiots have already proclaimed your house dead and have already talked about how they will dicide up th Westerlands beetween them."

" What fools they seem to have forgot that there are still soldiers in the Westerlands lord Mace Tyrell has grown cocky of late i would like to see him lead an army into the Westerlands himself instead of making his sons and bannerman do the work for him."

"Cousin, is there any news of my father."

"No said Tyrion i am afraid that the vile Tyrells may kill him soon maybeeif they had not of killed my father and Jaime my father would have surrenderd but for better or worse we have been commited to completely annihilating them"

"I hate to rain on your parade my lord but we have no major armys accept for the one that we are with now."

" My dear friend Bronn you underestimate the westerland there are many men able to bear arms in the Westerlands my late father and brother barely took any of the men from the Westerland I hear my Uncle in law Stafford is raising Levies at the Rock as we speak."

"It is of no matter sellsword we will avenge every single Lannister soldier dead by tenfold after we beat them back the Tyrells will hear our roar."

"ha, Bronn i told you this boy has a fire burning deep inside him."

"He may have the will to fight but the boy is unproven in nbattle hopefully king Robert taught hom a thing or two about fighting as we will need it."

"I agree with youon that Bronn we will need that spirit if we are to survive the evnts that come."

[Uriyaca]

Tyrion sat over a map of Westeros in his dimly lit tent and decided the best route to the Westerlands the tent door was opened an Bronn and his young cousin Lancel walked in.

"Why have you two come into my tent at this late hour has Kevan been killed?"

"No my Lord the idiots have already proclaimed your house dead and have already talked about how they will dicide up th Westerlands beetween them."

" What fools they seem to have forgot that there are still soldiers in the Westerlands lord Mace Tyrell has grown cocky of late i would like to see him lead an army into the Westerlands himself instead of making his sons and bannerman do the work for him."

"Cousin, is there any news of my father."

"No said Tyrion i am afraid that the vile Tyrells may kill him soon maybeeif they had not of killed my father and Jaime my father would have surrenderd but for better or worse we have been commited to completely annihilating them"

"I hate to rain on your parade my lord but we have no major armys accept for the one that we are with now."

" My dear friend Bronn you underestimate the westerland there are many men able to bear arms in the Westerlands my late father and brother barely took any of the men from the Westerland I hear my Uncle in law Stafford is raising Levies at the Rock as we speak."

"It is of no matter sellsword we will avenge every single Lannister soldier dead by tenfold after we beat them back the Tyrells will hear our roar."

"ha, Bronn i told you this boy has a fire burning deep inside him."

"He may have the will to fight but the boy is unproven in nbattle hopefully king Robert taught hom a thing or two about fighting as we will need it."

"I agree with youon that Bronn we will need that spirit if we are to survive the evnts that come."

Wish I could rep you again this is quite a nice Role Play

I especially liked this sentence:

"No my Lord the idiots have already proclaimed your house dead and have already talked about how they will dicide up th Westerlands beetween them."

[NTRM727]

Stafford Lannister sat in a dimly lit solar in Casterly Rock. It felt strange for him to sit in the chair that his late cousin Tywin had sat in almost a month ago. He had been appointed as temporary Lord of the Westerlands as Kevan was unable to and Lancel and Tyrion on the other side of the continent. The door was opened and the tall broad figure of Gregor Clegane walked through the doorway.

"If only Tywin had lived he would of known what to do."

"Gods be Damned, are you mutering to yourself again at this rate the fat lord Tyrell himself will have been able to walk all the way here."

"What are you d-doing here at this time Gregor."

"What are you talking about Stafford its midday, or have you been to busy trying to pick up the pieces of what Tywin left behind."

"Tywin is dead Gregor i see you find that hard to accept and if you feel like surving maybe you should listen to my orders."

"why would i listen to a weakling like you im not even sworn to you im sworn to."

"What of Kevan."

"Kevan might as well be dead I take my orders from the Imp now as he is Tywins only remaining Trueborn son, I do not take orders from a cousin of my dead lord."

"It doesn't matter who your liege is unless you want to go to the Crownlands and ask Tyrion for orders and besides i have a plan."

"And what is this Plan do you plan to take them in a headlong battle how I long for combat."

"No, I plan for amore bloodless tactic you shall take your men and make sure that the Tyrell armys do not reach The Rock."

"You send a hundred man to hold off two thousand men, that is utter folly."

"No not just you i also will send Martyn Lannister and the Master of arms it shall form a wall of some sort."

" Maybe you have some of Tywin's wit after all."

[Lord AcidRocker]

The Riverland armies had been marching for some weeks since they departed from their homeland. Already nearing the heart of the Westerlands mountains passes, Lord Edmure had commanded camp to be set until the arrival of the Blackfish and the remaining foot troops. Lord Frey had kept to himself much of late, and word around the camps was that he would be sent east towards Casterly Rock. Tytos Blackwood mentioned “The men hear talk of a split between our forces, Lord Tully.”




“What of it?”


“Are you truly meaning to send Lord Frey and his men east? It would be wise to keep them with us. Loras will soon move north, and our scouts sighted another Tyrell battalion forted up between the mountains and the Western sea.”


“I must test this man’s loyalty, Lord Blackwood. My father always warned me of the Freys; so much so that I cannot look upon them without disgust, even if they never faltered under my rule.”


“That is true, my Lord. Do not forget the Trident. I remember the anger in your father’s face when the battle was won. He was bellowing ‘Where is the Late Lord Frey? Where is my bannerman? Where are the twin towered banners of those self-righteous bastards!’”


“Aye, the Late Lord Frey. He never betrayed, but he never did his duty. That is treason enough for some Lords. It’s a wonder why my father didn’t execute him. Thus, I must send him east, away from us to prove his loyalty. He will…”




Suddenly, a rider was seen blocking the view of the sunset. From afar Tytos spied the banner of Riverrun. He was riding full speed towards the Tully camp, arriving before dark.


“Lord Tully, I bring a letter from the Blackfish. For your eyes only.”


Nephew,
Roslin Frey has been given hospitality in Riverrun since the departure of your forces. To this day she remains, courting with the nobles and comforting herself to the guest chambers. Although it is not in my power, nor in good courtesy to unwelcome her stay, it is becoming a thorn in my side. Listen, Lord Edmure. I fear she is spying for House Frey, and the Late Fool Walder. Just as easily as she has made friends in the fortress, she is easily divulging information to conspirators. This smells of the work of Lord Frey.
Nephew, this is not something that will sit easily with you, but House Frey has been working under our noses. They are a tool that can be used by the Targaryen pretenders, and would not hesitate to stab us in the back. Remember the Trident. Remember your father’s disposition towards these people. I understand you plan to move them east. I advise you re-think this decision. You know what I’m referring to, but will not make it explicit. I trust your skills as a Lord will guide you to the best decision. I will be arriving soon, and would find it most gracious if the matters have been cleared.

Brynden Tully, the Blackfish

“It appears my worst fears have come true. Lord Blackwood, it is in our best interests to discuss these matters in private.”

After some time, the sun must have been close to rising. Lord Edmure Tully and Tytos Blackwood appeared from the formers tent, armed and suited in battle attire. “It is time.”

Messengers were sent throughout the camps. Blackwood, Bracken, Hawick, Smallwood, Charlton, Mallister, Mooton, Vance, Piper, Wayn, Whent, and Goodbrook men were summoned and at the ready. All but the Frey troops had been awakened at the break of dawn, commanded to be ready for battle. What subsequently lead to the demise of House Frey, the armies of Lord Edmure Tully fell on the camps of Lord Walder, unawares of the bloodbath……



Not one Frey troop survived the onslaught. Ryman and Emmon Frey fought bravely, defending their father’s tent entrance, but were cut down by Edmure and Tytos themselves. Walder Frey was taken prisoner, and questioned in front of the Lords and troops to see.

“Walder Frey, you have been taken prisoner under my command, and your levies have been put to the sword. You are hereby charged for treason, and unfulfilling your responsibilities as Lord of the Twins and underling to House Tully and the Riverlands. My father should have done this at the Trident, but I do this now to save us from future falsities. Your castle is under siege by the combined forces of Lord Jason Mallister and Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell. He has been courteous enough to aid us in this mission, aware of the nature of House Frey. What are your last words?”

Walder, the Lord without a castle, spit at the ground Lord Edmure stood.


“There are my last words. Cretins, I have done nothing wrong! I arrived at the Trident, and would have fought for King Robert even if he had lost the battle!”


“Bullocks, Frey! Even in your last words, you mean to lie to our faces.”


“Enough. The job is done. Your daughter Roslin will be given sanctuary in Riverrun, but do not expect her to marry any nobles of the Riverlands. The name Frey will be unwelcome here, and thus your family’s history ends.”


Walder Frey struggled to get to his feet, attempting to get one last insult in before his demise. Edmure did the deed himself, be-heading the lordless Lord Frey where he stood and sending his body to be interred under the mountains of the West. The Lord of the Riverlands had restless nights to come…

[Badger-dude]

You must spread some reputation around before giving it to LordAcidRocker again

[hackera96]

After my own liege lord, Edmure Tully, has decided to turn against his own men and attack my forces and slay my father Lord Walder Frey, House Frey stands no choice but to turn its banners against House Baratheon and Tully, who have proved that our loyalty and trust is not worthy to be given to them. We stood as brothers, marching against our so called "enemies" while House Tully has been secretly and greedily planning on attacking us and robbing us from our ancesteral seat, the Twins, this whole time.

We hereby pledge our fealty to Lord Mace Tyrell and the Reach, to stand as their bannermen in the upcoming battles. Mace has agreed to give us refuge in the reach after our men have fought for their life against the Tullys, slaughtered with their weapons down. House Tyrell sees this crime as unforgivable, and has asked the good dragon King, Viserys III Targaryen to name us as Lords Paramount of the Riverlands once the Tyrell and Targaryen forces manage to defeat the Tully and Lannister combined forces.

We hereby pledge our fealty to King Viserys III Targaryen, the true King on the Iron Throne. The Tully traitors will pay with their lives for the wrongs they have done to our House

[Uriyaca]

This is a Role Play about the whole Frey situation that was going on I might do another RP about everything else that was going on. Getting attacked by Greyjoy and Tully, the marriege alliance with Viserys and a lot more stuff. Only if I could find the time



Randyll Tarly has been sitting in his chair, with the mountains to his left and right and the sky above. " Looks like the highroad from here " he said to himself. Suddenly, a figure has been closing in on him, getting closer at every second. Ser Jon Fossoway, the heir to the castle Cider Hall has been coming to his direction. Randyll despised Jon, a spoiled brat from Cider Hall, unworthy his time and respect. "What is it, Fossoway?" he said in a tired and unwilling to talk tone. "Did you just come all the way here just to waste my time?"
Insulted, Jon said : " I am just coming with news from the north, Randyll. Why are you always so cold and angry?..." Randyll ignored Jon's wining, and said: "What in seven hells are the news then, dammit!" " The Tully hosts are marching south, m'lord" - "I know that already" Randyll responded quickly . "Let me finish!" Jon screamed suddenly. "Alright then, calm down..." Randyll quickly responded " People have been telling stories about the Tullys and the Freys. They are saying that in a mad act, Edmure and his bannermen have decided to kill Lord Walder and his men and have already besieged the Twins, on the claim that he is a traitor and a backstabber" confused and shocked, Randyll asked Jon " A traitor? on what are they blaming him of treatchery? " . Smiling, Ser Jon Fossoway said " On being a double dealer, with us " . Randyll has started to laugh madly " A double dealer with us? I'm quite sure I would've known if Lord Frey has been double dealing with us. Are you telling me that they butchered half their force, because they thought Walder had been double dealing! without any base or foundation to their decision? " "yep, thats pretty much it" said Jon "Now, without the Frey host, we way outnumber them. Edmure's paranoid is what's going to destroy him, I tell you"

A thought quickly came to Randyll's mind " What if we join House Frey to our cause? we can promise them the Riverlands, and refuge from the Tullys. whoever is Lord now that Walder is dead will surely want revenge. The Tullys have already sealed their fate when they decided to swear fealty to House Baratheon on the War of the Usurper, and sworn fealty to Baratheon once again now. Viserys will surely try and find himself a different Lord Paramount of the Riverlands." Jon responded by saying " I'm sure we can find place for them to stay at Cider Hall, a place where they will be safe from the Tullys"

Quickly, a message written on a parchment was doing it's way to Lord Frey. The raven was carrying the offers and demands from the reach.

[DiegoLima]

It was late afternoon when Eddard reached the East tower of the Twins with his bodyguard. He knew that the whole kingdom was probably wondering why he marched north away from war. But that did not matter at that moment, as he could see the banners of Tully and Mallister surronding the West Twin.

Three days ago his company was approached by a messenger of Edmure. The Lord of Riverrun asked his support to attack the Twins, since the Old Lord Frey once again delayed his march and was suspected of working as a double agent.

All that mattered was sent Sansa and Arya back to Winterfell, since your march to the north was for that reason.

When the night fell, the flames of the West Twin burned under the black sky. Edmure had asked to Eddard besiege the East, but Eddard saw fit to leave the last Freys flee. For more unfair if they were, there was no reason to decimate innocent without proof of their true guilt. After the small Frey host disappeared under the dark of night, Eddard wondered if he took the right decision. The Vanguard of Lord Manderly cavalry reached him in the middle of the night. Without waste time Eddard changed the position of the Wagon with his two daughters, while his forces managed to break the gates.

The dawn came about the Twins, now adorned with banners of Tully at West and Stark on the East, while Eddard prepared to receive Lord Jason Mallister to share informations and prepare the ravens to Riverrun and King's Landing. He stoped on the window and had a last look on his daughters following trip north alone, in the company of a small detachment of his forces.

"May you reach Winterfell, Sansa and Arya, my duty can not be further delayed."

[Chanky]

Lannisport had been taken back by the forces of Stafford Lannister.. And just after the walls had been taken and the gatehouse breached, a horn sounded.. And on the horizon, a golden lion made his entree, the banners were clearly to see for the Lannister men fighting on the walls and they were confronted with a loud 'Huzzaaaaa'. Gregor Clegane had come to quicken it a bit and take back Lannisport..

Soon the battle was over and Clegane and Stafford met eachother in the Hall of Lannisport.

Greetings my friend, good you had come, or we might have had more blood spilled on our side

The least I could have done Milord, as soon as I heard you had taken up arms to take back Lannisport and defeat Garlan I rode for Lannisport...

Thank you, however, Grave tidings, Gregor... There is no sign of Garlan, he has not been seen in battle..

Then the door opened and some heavily armoured soldiers marched in, followed by someone covered in blood with a sack over his head, but you could see the sigil of House Tyrell on his clothing..

What is this nonsense? Why are you disrupting my conversation!

Milord, we have captured Garlan! And he took of the sack of the person who had been captured.

Ahhh, Garlan! I could surely say I have certainly missed you, where have you been?

You get no words out of me!! You stupid dog, not choosing for the great Targaryan force was stupid of you, all your land have been taken over, and Loras will come for you!!

Ahhh, Loras, yes, one of the greatest commanders in the realm... Partly responsible for taking over my lands and killing almost the whole Bloodline of Lannisters..

I bet you he is, he will make a quick ending to the whole Lannister Bloodline, hear my words, soon you all will be dead... The time of Lannisters will be over!!

Sure he will, only you won't be alive to whitness it. You see, I want him to take revenge on me, Because then, my sword will end his life aswell..

At that last word, Stafford Lannister took a knife and sticked it between the ribs of Garlan, watching him gasping breath, and after a few seconds, Stafford pushed him to the ground...

Gregor, clean up this mess please, and let my troops be assembled.. I will ride towards Hornvale to meet Loras Tyrell!! And you, keep watch over Lannisport and Casterly Rock, we need you here!!

Of course Sir, imediatly

Owh, and Gregor, could you inform the maidens, that when I return, a hot bath will suffice for me?