Sharp Point is located at the very tip of Massey's Hook, a peninsula that points northward in the Blackwater Bay. It is very vital to the sea traffic of King's Landing as its fortress-like lighthouse helps sailors coming from the South and East have to sometimes maneuver around the Hook in order to make their way into King's Landing. It has recently fallen under the control of a branch of House Targaryen, House Skyborn, who are descended from the late King, Aegon II and his younger brother, Viserys Targaryen.
Residents
Aemond Targaryen, Age 21
Elaena Skyborn, Age 20
Aemon Skyborn, Age 19
Jon Hill, Age 40
House Information
House Skyborn
Though unseen to the naked eye, House Skyborn is in fact known as the true heirs to the Iron Throne. It was originally founded by Viserys Targaryen (renamed Aerion Skyborn), the youngest brother of Aegon II, who fled Westeros after the death of his two elder brothers. Skyborn had been made among the Free Cities of Essos, specifically in Lys. Among the house's members were Visenya Targaryen or Velena Skyborn, only daughter of Viserys I through his second wife, Annette Hightower as well as Aemond Skyborn, the unnamed heir of Aegon II.
Many trials came to the young family as they made their way for Essos and into Lys. Viserys had secretly hid Blackfyre till a time came for when Aemond was of age. However, the sword would vanish from his sights, during a span of ten years. Along with Aemond, two children were born of Viserys and Visenya. The first was a daughter named Elaena Skyborn was to be made Aemond's bride. The other, a son, named Valarr, would become a loyal retainer of his cousin, Aemond.
Only a few years ago, Viserys died due to a sudden illness that swept across Lys, a plague that almost took the life of Aemond. Aemond, at the age of 12, assumed the role as head of the house and began to think of a means of returning to Westeros. During this time, he began to call himself the Iron King in Exile and styling himself as the true Aegon III, not the pretender upon his throne. Visenya, now a widow, began to see this as a sign of insanity, an effect of long term incest among their house's blood. With what time was left, Visenya taught her nephew to keep his mouth shut as a strong and charismatic public appearance would be best suited if he were to ever retake the throne. Over time, Aemond learned this and kept such fantasies to himself in private.
Upon the sudden death of Visenya, a slow death that was caused by loss of her husband, Aemond, his bride and loyal half-brother, would make way for Westeros in hopes of regaining what they lost.
In most recent times, they have been recognized by King Aegon III as a cousin branch and thus retaken their Targaryen surname, though only for formal occasions. They still retain Skyborn as their birth name
Sharp Point Information
Yearly Income: 31,500 Golden Dragons (Market upgrade: +5 income) Castle Defense: Towers upgrade: +1 siege defense Levy Information: 5,000 levies and 25 ships
2,500 Light Inf
1,000 Heavy Inf
550 Polearms
500 Archers
300 Light Cavalry
150 Heavy Cavalry
15 levy ships
5 Dromonds
5 heavy galleys
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Aemond quietly sits within his castle. Sarsfield was rich and something that he enjoyed. Riches would be needed in order to hire troops and gain the Iron Throne. He looked outside at Sarsfield. His younger brother was fourteen now and still training while his fiancee, his first cousin, Elaena was at the right age to give him sons and daughters. However, Aemond would have to wait till a marriage was arranged officially.
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Kings Landing is sieged by malcontents and rabble. Although the usurper is in there, so is your mother and my aunt, along with the rest of the Lannisters. I give you the authority as Castellan and Regent of the west to raise my levies and march to the capital.
Also, rely on Geoffrey fang. He is loyal and experienced.
Aemond quietly looks at the letter. Seems Aegon III, his cousin, was indeed an incompetent ruler. Perhaps it was time to show himself a more worthy candidate and prove the foolishness of his cousin. Within the hour, ravens fly out and soar to various parts of the Westerlands.
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Captains of the Sarsfield levy began to assemble the troops as a camp is made to the south of Sarsfield, close to the road that connects Casterly Rock with King's Landing. Aemond Targaryen begins to dress himself for the impending march for King's Landing. Elaena was with him while her younger brother was back in Sarsfield. Elaena approaches her future husband and cousin.
Don't...do anything rash, Aemond. You shouldn't risk yourself for the sake of Westeros.
I will do as I please, woman. If this is my opportunity to snuff out our usurper cousin, then I shall strike down two birds with one stone. A firm hand is needed to rule the land and it shall be mine.
Obedient and dutiful as ever, Elaena sighs and quietly bows her head before retreating to her tent for now while Aemond begins to review marching orders with the captains of Sarsfield. They already had 5,000 troops and would be expecting much more.
Within just a full day, the camp swells in numbers as a hundred thousand men began to gather and converge upon Sarsfield. Aemond then prepared for 50,000 to begin the trek for King's Landing as another army of 50,000, which was still converging upon Sarsfield was to be commanded by another commander, a bastard knight by the name of Ser Jon Hill. The first army of 50,000 troops sets out for King's Landing, led by Aemond Targaryen, Lord Aerion Skyborn of Sarsfield.
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Just as the host is beginning to leave a monster of a man rides up upon a massive warhorse with a two handed sword of massive proportions strapped across his back. He is followed by 50 men who appear to know their way around weapons and ride with an ease that only campaign hardened men can manage. He rides to find the commander of the host, one Aemond of Sarsfield.
Just as the host is beginning to leave a monster of a man rides up upon a massive warhorse with a two handed sword of massive proportions strapped across his back. He is followed by 50 men who appear to know their way around weapons and ride with an ease that only campaign hardened men can manage. He rides to find the commander of the host, one Aemond of Sarsfield.
As the host was getting under way to leave, a group of guards notice the great figure approaching. They escort the stranger to the camp of the commander, Lord Aemond Skyborn. He was already giving orders to his commanders and retainer, Jon Hill, who would command the rearguard. A raven had been sent to have the full might of the Westerlands move towards King's Landing as the soldiers from Sarsfield would join up with them. His eyes look up when the stranger is brought forth.
May I help you, good sir?
He then pauses and look up once more at the stranger.
Might you be Geoffrey Fang?
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Then it seems we will be ready to march, Geoffrey. The host should be passing along the road soon and we will join them on their march for King's Landing.
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Lord Lyonel Tyrell arrived soon at Sharp Point with a small escort of men, following him.
While seeing the keep from the distance, he couldn't hide his gleeful smile. The first time of your life you gave me useful informations, uncle, he thought, but unfortunately I'm sure you will soon regret that you have trusted me.
The gates of Sharp Point opened as the current guards upon the wall noticed Lord Lyonel Tyrell and his group nearby. An entourage of ten mounted knights, led by a rather sharp looking character in armor, perhaps a man from the Westerlands by the look of his features, rode towards the Reachmen. Ser Jon Hill, a personal retainer of Aemond Targaryen and his cousins, pulled the reins of his horse to a stop, looking at the Tyrell.
State your name and business here, visitors.
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"Lord Lyonel Tyrell of Ashford, the nephew of the current High Marshall of the Reach", he answered politely, "May I have the honor to speak with Lord Aemond Targaryen or with one of his siblings for political reasons? It seems I'm one of the few Tyrells at the Reach, who haven't forgotten about his services at the last battle at King's Landing - and I'm sure he will be proud to hear the names of... hmmm... let us say... possible enemies in politics." And he will be even more proud if I present him a solution for these pescy problems, he added in mind, Dragons are always the best method to exonerate a garden of his vermins, especially the fat ones.
Ser Jon glances at the two mounted knights who flanked him. He quietly pulled on the reins of his steed once more, his gaze upon Lyonel Tyrell.
You are in luck...Aemond Targaryen has only just returned for a small visit to check on his fiancee and his cousin's education. He will gladly see you.
He then turns around and snaps the reins as Ser Jon's party leads the Tyrells into Sharp Point. From there, they were escorted into the main keep and into the courtyards of the citadel. Nearby sat Elaena Targaryen, daughter of Viserys and Visenya Targaryen, who was watching Aemond test her younger brother, Aemon.
The two were sparring with simple practice swords. However, it was interesting to see that, despite his young age, Aemond had the skills of a much more matured swordsman. This was mainly due to his Greenseer ability that Aemond was born with, yet still unknown to him. Aemon was presenting himself quite resourceful in countering his cousin's attacks and maintaining his stances. Eventually, Aemon was disarmed and on the ground. Aemond smiles lightly.
Still got the courage of a lion and the ferocity of a dragon, cousin Aemon. Ser Jon has taught you well indeed. You sure were born to become a great Knight of our generation.
He throws the practice sword away and notices the Tyrell company that Ser Jon had brought. Aemond quietly approaches the entourage and Lyonel Tyrell, looking at them for a few moments. Ser Jon addressed Lyonel Tyrell, gaining the immediate attention of Aemond.
Lyonel Tyrell...son of Victarion Tyrell if I am correct. Interesting to see a Reachman so far from the Land of Gardens, Flowers and Green Fields. What brings you to my...humble sea home?
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