The Barracks of the Gold Cloaks

[Trot]

Lord Commander Yorwyck Royce
Second in Command Prince Jace

Gold Cloaks
2000 Light Infantry
300 Archers
Prince Jace's Force
500 Light infantry
200 Archers

[Velasco]

Prince Jacaerys arrives, seeking Lord Yorwyck Royce.

[Trot]

The prince is led out to a practice yard where Yorwyck is overseeing drills in the practice yard.

"Keep your sword up," he bellows, as a young man of fourteen misses a parry. "You do that in an actual fight and your dead." He counties to go down the line correcting mens forms not noticing the young Prince behind him.

[Velasco]

The prince is led out to a practice yard where Yorwyck is overseeing drills in the practice yard.

"Keep your sword up," he bellows, as a young man of fourteen misses a parry. "You do that in an actual fight and your dead." He counties to go down the line correcting mens forms not noticing the young Prince behind him.

He moved to the Lord's side and offered him his hand to shake. "Lord Yorwyck, I understand you have summoned me?"

[Trot]

Yorwyck grasps the younger mans hand firmly nodding to the boy. "Welcome to your new home Prince," He says gruffly, "Your mother wants you to learn how to be a good leader so you are to be my second in command. Go get a uniform out of the barracks, and I'll have the men set you up in the officers rooms?"

[Velasco]

Yorwyck grasps the younger mans hand firmly nodding to the boy. "Welcome to your new home Prince," He says gruffly, "Your mother wants you to learn how to be a good leader so you are to be my second in command. Go get a uniform out of the barracks, and I'll have the men set you up in the officers rooms?"

Jacaerys shook the hand before turning back to see the men. I was not informed. Certainly, though I must ask...I shall have leave to visit Dragonstone once a moon or so?

[Trot]

Jacaerys shook the hand before turning back to see the men. I was not informed. Certainly, though I must ask...I shall have leave to visit Dragonstone once a moon or so?

"Everyman in the Goldcloaks gets leave, It is up to you what you do with it." He says. Although most spend it whoring and gambling their wages away he adds to himself.

[Velasco]

"Everyman in the Goldcloaks gets leave, It is up to you what you do with it." He says. Although most spend it whoring and gambling their wages away he adds to himself.

The Prince nodded and, excusing himself, took possession of his second-in-command's chambers and a Gold Cloak of his own.

He returned to Lord Yorwyck, ready to begin.

[Trot]

Jace is led to the office of the Lord Commander where Yorwyck is sitting looking through papers.

"How much do you know about command and administration Prince?"

[Velasco]

Jace is led to the office of the Lord Commander where Yorwyck is sitting looking through papers.

"How much do you know about command and administration Prince?"

Only that which I have observed in my grandfather's rule, at my mother's side and travelling about the realm.

[Trot]

"Then I'm setting you in charge of 700 Goldcloaks. You will be in charge of their payment, upkeep, training, and discipline. You will appoint their commanders and oversee all of their needs." He says studying the young prince over his desk. "Can you handle that?" It certainly would be a test of the princes leadership ability.

[Velasco]

"Then I'm setting you in charge of 700 Goldcloaks. You will be in charge of their payment, upkeep, training, and discipline. You will appoint their commanders and oversee all of their needs." He says studying the young prince over his desk. "Can you handle that?" It certainly would be a test of the princes leadership ability.

The Prince nodded. With pride and caution, my Lord, I shall set to it at once. Perhaps my men could be those who serve at one of the gates? I think we would be more effective if applied to a specific geographic location in our attentions.

OOC: What does that mean mechanically?

[Trot]

ooc Mechanically 700 Goldcloaks are under your direct control. As they are free of upkeep you don't have to do much, but you might want to do some rp with them to gain their loyalty and trust and whatever.

Yorwyck sighs shaking his head. They just did not have enough men. "Under Normal circumstances I would agree with you, but not today. We don't have enough men to focus on one location and the city is to full of unrest." He pulls out a map of the city setting it on the table. "You will be in charge of organizing patrols in Flee Bottom and the Street of Sister's as well as guarding the Dragon Gate and the Iron Gate. Flee Bottom is a rough area the majority of your men will most likely be needed there." In truth he wasn't sure if 700 would be enough to bring flee bottom under control, but he simply did not have the men to spare more.

Map of Kings Landing

[Velasco]

Jacaerys nodded, his eyes passing over the map, his mind fetching back the memories of the different streets and neighbourhoods of the capital. It felt good to be back.

You know, as Prince of Dragonstone I have a personal guard of 500 Crownlander knights, paid for from my own purse. With your leave, they can serve as Gold Cloaks, or along them...an interim measure, of course, at least until there is coin to recruit the vacant positions to maximum capacity.

[Trot]

"I already suggest that," He says rubbing his temples in a resigned way, "Your mother wants the city policed by goldcloaks, or I would have 1000 of my own men at arms helping maintain order. I'm pushing it with the 100 I brought with me. No we have to wait on that damned Mooton to stop dragging his feet and provide me with the money I need from the Royal treasury until then we must make do."

[Velasco]

"I already suggest that," He says rubbing his temples in a resigned way, "Your mother wants the city policed by goldcloaks, or I would have 1000 of my own men at arms helping maintain order. I'm pushing it with the 100 I brought with me. No we have to wait on that damned Mooton to stop dragging his feet and provide me with the money I need from the Royal treasury until then we must make do."

Jace nodded, pondering the matter.

How much money do you need, Lord Royce?

[Gandalfus]

Vortimer Vayn arrives at the barracks, requesting to see the Lord Commander of the Goldcloaks for some work.

[Trot]

He is brought before a tired looking Yorwyck Royce.

[Gandalfus]

Old and worn, is this Royce.

Vortimer steps forward towards the Lord Commander, and offers a respectful bow of the head.

"Milord. I have come looking for work among the Goldcloaks." Pausing, he gathered his thoughts before pressing on. "Vortimer Vayn is my name, and I served in the Black van at Kings Landing, commanded by lord Arryn himself." There was no hint of pride in his voice. Just necessity.

[Trot]

Yorwyck was a man old before his time. His once dark hair was now streaked with grey and his face was becoming lined. It had been nearly 5 years since he had left the halls of Runestone to campaign with his men. Years of hard campaigns before being given a hopeless command. The old Royce looked up from his desk,

"Greetings Ser... Vayn was it?" He says studying the man. "What rank were you in Lord Arryns's Army did you command any men?"