[Happens at around 9am tomorrow morning but I'll post it now since there's no opposition, really. Just needs RP'd out.]

Caron Stark rode at the head of the fifty Knights he'd brought with him to settle the newly acquired lands in the North. Behind the new Lord of the Northmarch marched Winterfell's militia, just over one thousand men in all, temporarily seconded to Caron as manpower to ensure the Watch didn't attempt to stop him by force. Behind them came a large group of peasants, wagons and mules: many of the poorest peasants from lands around Winterfell, refugees from the pillagings of the Ironborn along the coast, and retiring soldiers had been offered new lands to settle and farm in the north, and riders had already gone out to locate what communities did exist in the Northmarch to bring them into the fold.

The force entered the New Gift without sighting a single person, following the road until their destination was sighted: the village and tower-keep of Queenscrown, new seat of the Lord of the Northmarch. Then the work began: masons, carpenters and craftsmen were set to work rebuilding the village, repairing the tower, and erecting a pallisade around the village and tower; Scribes set about parceling out land rights and granting homes inside the village to people, or plots of land for a home to be built upon; knights took small retinues north, east and west to settle their own, already agreed fiefs.

Caron entered the tower through a rotten wood door, into the first level. It was an empty hall, with an exposed staircase and a gallery overlooking it: clearly this was meant for defence. Climbing further up, Caron encountered rooms clearly meant for meals, sleeping, living. Many things it lacked: no guard barracks or armoury existed, but the presence of a few rotted wooden beams lying in a heap near the tower suggested one once existed; the meal room was constrained by the size of the tower, probably necessitating a new wooden hall be built.

Caron already had a design in mind: a bridge would run from the tower, across the submerged causeway, and into a Great Hall. The two combined would form a single holdfast, with strong walls protecting the Great Hall itself, and defenders retreating across the bridge to stand in Queenscrown tower should that fall. The end of the bridge, at the tower side, would have a drawbridge. Caron himself would sleep in the Great Hall in times of peace and could reside on the top floor of the tower, where the Targaryen Queen once resided, in times of peril. Yes, this would do nicely.

House Stark of the Northmarch was officially founded a few days later, with the village fully repaired and a community settled in, and the Great Hall's shape beginning to become discernible. A few weeks later, it had been built and most of the Knights that Caron had brought with him had sent riders, runners, or ravens detailing their own fiefs and the people under them. Apparently, as news had spread of the work, many people from across the North, many of them woodsmen from the Wolfswood envious of the security that land ownership to farm brought or townspeople from White Harbour or Winterfell, also enticed by free land to farm and a new life, had come to settle.

Caron's mission was clear, though: he was a Marcher Lord. Queenscrown would be rebuilt and it's incomes spent on troops to man the province, keeping Wildlings at bay either by show of strength or by force of arms.

[OOC: I suppose the Night's Watch learn of this sooner or later?]