Orkmont, Seat of House Orkwood

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 06, 2015, 05:24 AM

House Orkwood of Orkmont
High Lords of Orkmont, Old Wyck, and Blacktyde

Characters

Lord Organ Orkwood

Age: 40
Traits: 10

Battle +2
Pillager +3
Survival +2
Capture +3

His rock wife, Gretna
His son, Ormond
His brother, Hathor

Details

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**Gandalfus** · July 09, 2015, 10:57 AM

Asha Drumm and Harwyn Drumm arrive at the isle of Orkmont via longship. They request to speak to whoever represents house Orkmont in the absence of Lord Organ.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 09, 2015, 11:29 AM

Organ's brother, ~~Piano~~ Hathor, remained at Orkmont whilst his brother and brother's sons answered the summons of their Lord. He sent men down to greet the Drumm' as their longship entered the harbour, waiting for them in the hall of Orkmont's keep.

**Gandalfus** · July 09, 2015, 12:10 PM

"Lord Hathor!" The young Asha said with a grin, whilst the young Harwyn stood awkwardly in the background. "How fares you, and yours?"

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 11, 2015, 06:01 AM

"Asha, Harwyn," Hathor greets in his gruff voice. "I fare well, I itch for a pillage but that is nothing new. How are the Drumms?"

**Gandalfus** · July 11, 2015, 08:42 AM

"We are well, Hathor, thank the Drowned God!" The younger Drumm burst out, before his face took on a crimson hue.
Asha giggled at her brother, who went even redder.
"Old Wyk is too quiet for me. I too long to have an axe in hand. But father waits for Lord Greyjoy's word before any of us can set sail." There was a shadow of emnity in her voice.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 11, 2015, 10:18 AM

"Aye," Hathor grumbled, eyebrows raising at Harwyn but not passing comment, "my brother waits on Wulfgar's word as well." He would have thought Lord Drumm would wait on Organ's words, being his liege. "Harwyn, you should sail with my nephew when we next raid."

**Gandalfus** · July 11, 2015, 12:29 PM

"Seems all the Lords of the Isles wait for the Kraken, then. Lord Greyjoy has some... Interesting ideas about the islands." Asha said, before turning to her brother, who shuffled slightly. "Aye Harwyn, about time you became a real man." Harwyn smiled slightly, and cleared his throat.
"I would be honoured, Hathor." Came the reply, rather unsure. It was clear the boy was quite shy, especially for an Ironborn.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 12, 2015, 05:06 AM

Hathor let out a chuckle, "Interesting ideas? I don't like the sound of that." He clasped Harwyn on the back, "Excellent! I'll inform Ormond and get a space on his ship for you." He turned back to Asha, "Will you be sailing with us? And tell your father Organ wanted to see about getting some trade between our islands?"

**Gandalfus** · July 12, 2015, 05:19 AM

Originally Posted by Shankbot de Bodemloze

Hathor let out a chuckle, "Interesting ideas? I don't like the sound of that." He clasped Harwyn on the back, "Excellent! I'll inform Ormond and get a space on his ship for you." He turned back to Asha, "Will you be sailing with us? And tell your father Organ wanted to see about getting some trade between our islands?"

Harwyn smiled politely, relieved. Asha grinned, placing both hands on her feminine hips.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss a chance to plough the Free Cities, and remind them why they fear the Ironborn! I shall tell father of Lord Organ's offer. I do not doubt he will accept it."

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 12, 2015, 05:28 AM

Hathor smiled at the acceptance, "How is the old Drumm anyhow? I have not seen him in a while." Gah! Hathor thought in his head, those hips, she is perfect. I could do with a women who enjoys ploughing the Free Cities. His mind wondered... Get those thoughts out of your head, another voice called, she is only 16.

**Gandalfus** · July 12, 2015, 05:52 AM

Originally Posted by Shankbot de Bodemloze

Hathor smiled at the acceptance, "How is the old Drumm anyhow? I have not seen him in a while." Gah! Hathor thought in his head, those hips, she is perfect. I could do with a women who enjoys ploughing the Free Cities. His mind wondered... Get those thoughts out of your head, another voice called, she is only 16.

Asha shrugged her slender shoulders, her cloudy grey eyes widening slightly in mention of her father.

"My father?... Drowned God knows. Keeps to himself these days." She looked to Harwyn, who returned her shrug.
"Aye Hathor, he takes to sitting up in the Drumm tower, brooding. On what, I do not know."
"We tend to leave him be. Euron, me and Harwyn run the oars with cousin Harren, while father tends to sit up there with Dalton and Maester Edric."
"Probably poisoning his mind with books and magic." Harwyn blurted out, prompting a sharp look from his sister.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 12, 2015, 06:08 AM

Hathor raised an eyebrow wonderingly, "What's this now? Magic and maesters, is the old Drumm still sound of mind?"

**Gandalfus** · July 12, 2015, 07:01 AM

"Of course, of course." Asha said, reassuringly.
"Just... different. Different from before. A little like Lord Greyjoy now, and all this talk of change."

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 12, 2015, 12:23 PM

Hathor nodded, not speaking any more of it. "Change, pah," he spat on the ground. "If I ever get like that make sure you kick me back into shape."

**Gandalfus** · July 12, 2015, 01:24 PM

"The Old Ways are the best." Asha said, and both her and her brother grinned.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 12, 2015, 01:35 PM

Hathor grinned back, "Aye they are indeed." She's perfect, god dammit. "Now let's hope all our Lords think that as well."

**Gandalfus** · July 12, 2015, 03:32 PM

With a sigh, she scratched her flame-haired head.

"Not my father though... But I digress." She smiled, revealing rows of straight, white teeth.
"I would have asked for trade, but you solved that problem for me..." With a small giggle, she looked to her brother, who shifted under her gaze.

**Shankbot de Bodemloze** · July 13, 2015, 08:23 AM

He caught himself staring, and for the first time in a long while Hathor found himself flustered. He faced the coward's way out of the conversation, cursing himself whilst he did, "Come now, the tide is soon too turn and you need to sail back to Old Wyck before then."

**Gandalfus** · July 13, 2015, 10:05 AM

"Aye. Mayhaps you're right, Hathor. We'll see ya soon, I'm sure."

Harwyn inclined his head, while Asha flashed him one last smile, and left for their Longship.