The Fleet of the Reach

[Xion]

ooc : As it seems most people are making a thread for interaction with/within their own force..

Location

En route to Shipbreaker's Bay

Composition

Commander(s) : Lady Rohanne Redwyne, Ser Lucifer Redwyne, Ser Alesander Goldwyne, Lord Alesander Hightower Land Forces : 855 Light Infantry (855 points) 544 Polearms (816 points) 762 Archers (762 points) 608 Heavy Infantry (1,216 points) 136 Heavy Cavalry (408 points) 308 Light Cavalry (308 points) Total : 3,213 soldiers (4,365 points) Naval Forces : 479 Levy Ships (479 points) 298 Dromonds (894 points) 201 Heavy Galleys (1,005 points) 112 AOR Ships (896 points) 33 Grand Warships (330 points) Total : 1,123 warships (3,604 total points)

[Xion]

As the transport ships dock and unload the ten thousand soldiers into the capital under Ser Goldwyne's supervision along with a few Glodcloaks around, Lucifer Redwyne is left standing on the deck of the Auriga, watching the process. His sister had disembarked her flagship to supposedly go to the Red Keep, but he had his doubts about that. "Red Keep...hah. She's probably off getting drunk somewhere with her arm wrapped around a manwhore." he growls in disgust the last part before seeing a apparently Dornish merchant walk by, then having to resist the urge to shout insults at him, but several Light Infantrymen from House Oakheart's levy handled that for him. Followed by the soldiers being chewed out by Ser Goldwyne while Ser Redwyne paces the deck of his flagship, waiting for the entire ten thousand to be off the ships so the fleet can probably go seek battle against a rebel one.

ooc : Anyone in King's Landing(that isn't trapped in the Red Keep) can interact with the fleet if they want, or seek out Lady Redwyne somewhere in the city.

[Xion]

Lady Rohanne watched the raiding force and their ships return as the fleet. Lucifer and several men board the Monoceros. The men dump a portion of their loot on the deck and make their way to the captain's quarters of the ship where Lady Redwyne was sitting reading a book. She looks up at the men and faintly smiles. "I presume it was a success, then?" "Of course, the peasants fell for the ruse and after that it was too late. Although we did hear some troubling news. The capital's falled, Rhaegar is dead, and the Reach apparently has been at least half set ablaze by raiders from various armies over the course of this war." Rohanne frowns, then sighs. "So it's essentially over, the Crownlands are defeated, Dorne is probably sitting outside of Blackhaven or Nightsong staring at walls..and there's no cause for the Reach to continue fighting for a dying cause, no idea why besides for loyalty we even fought with the royalists in the first place." "Indeed...let us return home.""Lord Tyrell will likely call a meeting of his vassals to take stock of the situation post war, perhaps as we may be one of the few Reachmen who were successful we may gain from this.." Lucifer nods.

Several hours later, the order was communicated throughout the fleet to set sail for the Redwyne Straits.

[Xion]

The Redwyne Armada broke off from the Reach's diminished fleet following Lord Hightower returning to Oldtown with his fleet and that of his vassals, then divided into the respective squadrons heading towards their berth in one of the several ports of the Arbor, although the one heading to Ryamsport would be in for a rather unpleasant surprise..

Rohanne and Lucifer disembark their flagships and stare at the docks of Ryamsport, Lucifer being confused and Rohanne on the verge of tears. "...Lucifer..Ryamsport.." "How did..no, it couldn't be any of the Usurper's men. The squids or pirates had to have done this.""Which means our defensive measured failed and by association so did I, failing to protect our people." Rohanne looks down at some of the cobblestones, crying. Her brother continues on a spiteful rant about the Ironborn until he notices a retinue approaching from the city flying the banner of the Redwynes with their uncle at it's head. "Rohanne..stop whining. Our uncle is here." The Lady of the Arbor remains silent, before striking out at her brother and missing. "Let me guess, you tried your way of trying to console her, by implying she is a fool?" "Yes, uncle. But she's acting like a.." Rohanne quietly hissing at Lucifer interrupts him, while Ser Goldwyne disembarks his flagship and walks over. "Enough, Lucifer. What's done is done." "Indeed, Alesander. We didn't get the worst of the raids as the force was able to defend the city and drive them off. Lord Hewett's town was completed destroyed and looted I heard. But with the war over and the Usurper to become King, we can focus on rebuilding."

Rohanne wipes her eyes and looks up at the assembled group, her expression having changed to one of grim determination. "Of course we will rebuild, but not forget the bloody lessons of this war and what happened here. The Reach was ravaged by multiple armies and squid pirates while our 'allies' in the war have their lands mostly intact, only the Crownlands suffering some raids." "The sand monkeys apparently just took some keeps and besieged Storm's End." "My brother has a point, sers. The Dornish could've diverted some men to help the eastern Reach, but unsurprisingly they did not, the hatred between our lands must be strong in the Dornish again." "We'll improve the Armada and the entire military of the Redwynes milady. As the Tyrell words, 'Growing Strong', we'll grow stronger than before and strike fear into the pirates of the realm again.." "Of course, Ser Goldwyne. But not just militarily, we shall strengthen the Arbor's economy to be stronger than it was prior to the war, with a massive connection of mercantile relations from the North to Dorne, Qarth to Braavos. But as I said earlier, we will not make the same mistakes twice...I shall take a more active role in the court.." "Surprising. Does this mean that manwhore Vywrel will be removed from our island?" Luceon glares at his brother in law from behind Alester, while Lucifer just laughs. "No, brother. Luceon is my husband despite what you think, you even were there at the wedding..the wedding you got excessively drunk at and vomited over our Lyseni cousin's shoes?" Several of the group laugh at being reminded of one of Lucifer's many incidents involving him and provoking some foreigner. Lucifer's face turns red and he looks away from everyone. Rohanne smirks and walks towards the city, motioning for her uncle and Ser Goldwyne to follow. "We have much work to do, gentlemen!" "My lady...Lord Tyrell requested your presence at Highgarden as soon as possible after your return.." "Highgarden can wait. Assessing the damages and planning the restoration of the capital of the Arbor is more important. "Ser Goldwyne has a valid point, plus it is somewhat of Tyrell's fault we were even sent so far away to transport men to the Crownlands, and it's probably about what to do with the new holder of the mess of swords. Why should I care who holds it, they're all the same. Kneel or die. Only difference is while the dragons executed by fire, I bet Baratheon will use his warhammer." The rest of the group fall in behind the leading three people, returning to the Violet Manse likely to discuss plans for repairing the Arbor.