Maegor's Holdfast

[Lucius Malfoy]

A massive fortress built within the Red Keep, it houses the royal chambers of King Daemon IV Blackfyre. All who wish to treat with the king are required to leave their weapons with the Kingsguard before entering.

Royal Army

Land Personal Militia 5,100 Points - 2,300 men 500 Heavy Cavalry 1,300 Heavy Infantry 500 Archers AI Levy 35,625 Light Infantry 11,875 Archers AI Militia 6,333 Polearms 4,750 Archers 2,375 heavy Infantry 2,375 Light Cavalry 792 Heavy Cavalry Professionals Goldcloaks 4,400 Light Infantry 1,000 Archers Blackguard (2,000 unused) Total:​ 2,500 men 1,500 Heavy Infantry 600 Kingswood Gamekeepers 400 Crownlander Knights King's Landing Garrison 200 Heavy Infantry (400 points) 500 Light Infantry (500 points) 200 Polearm Infantry (300 points) 300 Archers (300 points) Total: 1,200 men Sea Militia King’s Landing (4,500 points) 55 Dromonds 27 Heavy Galleys 14 AOR Ships 4 Grand Warships Dragonstone (2'000 Points) 24 Dromonds 12 Heavy Galleys 6 AOR Ships 2 Grand Warships Militia 500 Points Levy 1800 Levy Ships

Holdings/Edicts/Upgrades/Bonuses

Bonuses King's Landing The Capital: King’s Landing houses half a million people, and is the center of royal power in Westeros. As a result, when the city is besieged, thousands answer the call to arms. d10*1000 Peasant Volunteers are generated when the city comes under attack. (Number shall be divided as 80% Light Infantry, 20% Archers). Being such a large city, King’s Landing is able to House a much larger garrison, allowing King’s Landing to garrison an additional 200% of its levy. The Red Keep: A natural fortress, the red keep was built on top of Aegon's Hill, the highest of the hills in the capital. It has huge walls and towers, with many different holdfasts and keeps built into it. Acts as the holdfast for King’s Landing. The Black Cells: Some of the most feared prisons in Westeros, named due to them being incredibly dark and dingy. -3 to all escape rolls whilst held prisoner in Kings Landing. Bustling Port: King's Landing is the largest port in Westeros and one of the five major cities and centers of trade. Traders from all corners of the known world come here to sell and buy wares, allowing the owner one additional trade route. Home of the Royal Fleet: Grants the holder of King’s Landing an additional 3,500 naval points for its fleet. The Goldcloaks: The city of King’s Landing is protected by a City Watch called the Goldcloaks, a force of 5,000 men (distributed as 4,000 Light Infantry, 1,000 Archers), that protect and patrol the city’s walls and streets. The Goldcloaks also serve as the primary protectors of the Red Keep in addition to the King’s personal guard, the Kingsguard. Upgrades Tier 1 Militia Armory - +500 Militia Points Dockyard - +500 Naval Militia Points +10% Income Market Square - +10% Income City Watch Quarters - 400 Light Infantry Garrison Keep Expansions: +25% castle garrison size permitted (Coastal Only) Dockyard: +500 naval militia points, +10% income Merchant's Square: +10% province income Tier 2 Merchant Square - +10% Income Town Watch - +1000 Militia Points Wall Reinforcements: +1 Siege Defence rolls (Coastal Only) Major Dockyard: +1,000 naval militia points, 10% cheaper naval mercs, +5% income Tier 3 Barracks - +1000 Militia Points Trading Hub - +1 Trade Route Tier 4 Army Barracks: Professional unit cap increased by +2,000 points. Edicts N/A Trade 1)King's Landing ---> Perfumes (10,000) (+2 to any rolls to convince an AI character to do something (Includes calling your vassals to war) 2)King's Landing ---> House Rowan - Fruits (10,000) (+600 Militia Points, +1 to any rolls to convince an AI character to do something (Includes calling your vassals to war) 3)King's Landing ---> House Lannister - Gold (10,000) (+10% Income) 4)King's Landing ---> 5) Total: 30,000 in trade

Residents

King Daemon IV Blackfyre (b. 232 AC) - +12 Duel (+6 from Blackfyre, +1 from Veteran Swordsmen, +4 from armor), +6 Survival (+1 from Dark Bodyguard, +2 from armor), +3 Charisma, +3 Assassin - Partial Plate (+20 hp, +4 Duels, +2 Survival) Queen Serra Blackfyre (b. 243 AC) - +2 Wealth, +3 Survival, +1 Charisma Prince Maekar Blackfyre (b. 264 AC) - betrothed to Lady Cersei of House Lannister Prince Haegon Blackfyre (b. 265 AC) - betrothed to Lady Roslin of House Tyrell Princess Daenora Blackfyre (b. 269 AC) - betrothed to a male of House Martell (to be determined in 274 AL) Princess Rhaena Blackfyre (b. 272 AC) Princess Malora Blackfyre (b. 272 AC)

[Lucius Malfoy]

It did not take long for Daemon to settle into the Holdfast with his Queen and sons. Maekar was a boy of five now and would be needing someone to teach him in another year. Haegon would shortly follow his brother as well. For now, Blackfyre would enjoy some comforts as King, which meant relaxing with a glass of wine in hand, watching his two sons play by wrestling with each other. The eldest was surely more robust than the younger, but that could be due to their age as Haegon was the younger brother. However, Haegon managed to overcome his brother as the two playfully wrestled, earning their father's smile as he watches his sons. It was good to see brothers get along together, it meant good things for the future of his household.

As he sips his wine, a guard walks in, telling him that the Lord Commander had come to visit. Daemon nods, returning his gaze to his sons as Ryker walks in.

Take a good look, Lord Commander. These two are the future of my household and the Blackfyre name. Maekar and Haegon will need good tutors and one of them will be your squire surely.

[Oznerol]

Serra watched her sons from a corner, she was reading a book. The new Queen had grown in beauty with the pass of time, more radiant and regal than ever. She peered as Frey arrived and nodded to salute him.

[Pontifex Maximus]

"Sooner than you think, Your Grace. I can take the eldest as a page. He can observe and learn at the very least." he replied. He had not spent much time in the kings chambers, mostly on the outside. Perhaps Daemon was less formal, or the position of lord commander beoight with it special privileges.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Daemon would rise and gesture to the woman in the corner, beckoning for Serra to join him. His hand remained extended to hers as the Blackfyre took it into his hands.

​Lord Commander, may I present to you my wife and your Queen, Serra Blackfyre. Serra, this is the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, Ser Ryker of House Frey. He will ensure loyal men serve us well.

[Oznerol]

Serra left the book opened and approached both men. She curtsied slightly to Frey.

"My pleasure, Ser Ryker. I'm always eager to meet members of those proud houses sworn to the Iron Throne. Every day I try to know more about the lands of my forebears"

She had a slight accent, clearly Westerosi wasn't her mother tongue. Her voice was seething and relaxing. She was beautiful and wore little jewelry, unadorned her beauty was even more radiant. The simplicity of her gown enhanced her good looks.

[Pontifex Maximus]

He bowed, his armor clinking. "I will indeed, your grace."

[Lucius Malfoy]

If you wish, my love, you may join our conversation as it will be discussing the rebuilding of our Kingsguard. I do not wish to bore you with politics if you do not wish to take part.

Daemon then sat down with his Lord Commander, having a servant bring them wine and glasses to fill. A nanny was left to watch the children whether the Queen joined their conversation or not. Blackfyre pours himself some wine, offering a cup to Ser Frey. He gently moves the liquid within his cup for a moment before taking a swig, tasting the delightful texture of Reachman's brand.

We must discuss the rebuilding of the Kingsguard. Ser Whent's promotion was promised before your elevation in return for their support. I desire also to promote Ser Thorgen Pyre, the Wildfire Knight, to become a member of the Kingsguard. He has served me well as a swornsword and has shown to be very loyal since I took over King's Landing. Unfortunately, Ser Selmy has been missing since the assassination of King Aerys II. That leaves plenty of spots open.

[Pontifex Maximus]

Ryker waterd down his wine. "I will meet Whent and assess his suitability. I doubt I will find much to object to. But this wildfire knight...have you considered the pikitical implications of his elevation?" Aerys had often used wildfire against his own people. The name alone was cause for concern. Not to mention he followed the red god.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Ryker waterd down his wine. "I will meet Whent and assess his suitability. I doubt I will find much to object to. But this wildfire knight...have you considered the pikitical implications of his elevation?" Aerys had often used wildfire against his own people. The name alone was cause for concern. Not to mention he followed the red god.

Daemon could understand where Ryker was coming from, but he could not refuse a loyal man such a promotion.

It does not matter what religion he follows, Ser Frey. After all, a number of Blackwoods have served within the Kingsguard and they follow the Old Gods. Is Pyre no different? As a Kingsguard, his loyalty is first and foremost to his earthly king, his sovereign and benefactor as well as to that monarch's spouse, family and relatives. Visenya wanted the Kingsguard to resemble loyalty and to be comprised of the most skilled knights of Westeros.

Blackfyre takes his glass, sipping the wine for a moment.

Surely he has earned that privilege for the services rendered to me. Just as any knight who will serve me as their King.

[Pontifex Maximus]

"The followers of the old gods at least have the grudging acceptance of the faith of the seven. This red god not so. Provided he keeps his peace about his religion, it may work." Ryker sipped his wine. Far too good a vintage for his taste. A nice brown ale wpuld suit him better.

"What skills have they? They must be fighters and commanders. I couldn't help but notice many of the men you brought with you have not survived sire."

[Zeus Almighty]

A raven flies from Riverrun to Kings Landing from Lord Warrick Tully.

Your Grace, It has come unto my knowledge that Lord Bracken is in Kings Landing currently. I send word to you, because as to my knowledge he fled to Kings Landing following his skirmishing with Lord Blackwood. He did so, on the heels of standing accused of barbarism, oathbreaking and disturbance of the peace. He flew to Kings Landing to avoid these charges and curry favor from your Grace. I did not support your claim, this is true, but neither did he and he broke oaths and mutilated another Lords body before the Riverlands knew what position we would take for certain. His son, Jonos Bracken, showed complete disrespect and disregard for all rank and decency while meeting with other Lords of the Riverlands. The Widow Blackwood seeks justice be served. Justice I believe, he thinks he has dodged since coming into your service. He must stand trial, and I hope that your Grace allow me to stabilize my Lands as is my duty. Once this issue is resolved I intend to come to Kings Landing with expediency.

Signed,
Lord Warrick Tully

[Lucius Malfoy]

Thorgen Pyre is not of Essos, but Westeros. I have indeed lost a many good men though who followed me... Moryn Tyrell, Derrick Fossoway, Liomond Lashare... men who fought to the death for me to become King.

Daemon sighs deeply at the thought of those who had died for his cause. Who would never see him be King. Who would never enjoy the fruits of his rule. The Blackfyre sips his wine once more.

Do you have any suggestions on where we should draw knights from? We have two Riverlanders now and Pyre, who is descended from Crownland nobility.

[Pontifex Maximus]

"I was present when Garth Tyrell was killed. A brave man." Ryker concluded remembering his desperate attack. "But a doomed man. House Tyrell has seen many tragedies." Ryker drained his glass. "A tournament. A tournament that will aerve many purposes. First of all it will help draw lords closer to the crown. Secondly, it will separate the good from the bad fighters. Thirdly it will give those war like lords who still want to fight an outlet to do so. Lastly, it will provide me an opportunity to see k ights fight, but also speak to them. Assess theor loyakties."

[Oznerol]

Serra had nodded and returned to his book. She pretended to read but in fact he paid atention to every word there spoken. Blackfyre had to know her subjects: how they thought, were their loyalties lied, which was their mettle... So, Serra's eyes danced through the book until something important was brought into discussion. From her corner she spoke:

"Husband, allow me an interruption. I think that holding a tourney might be the best we can do, considering the circumstances. I would entertain the people of King's Landing, giving them something to cheer and aplaud. Also, it would remind every Lord in this realm who now rule over the Seven Kingdoms and, moreso, we would even replenish the depleted strenght of our Kingsguard"

Serra smiled to Frey over her book.

"A great idea, ser"

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Raymun Fossoway arrived to the Holdfast, as requested by his Grace.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Daemon listens to both his wife and the Lord Commander, stroking his chin slightly. A tournament, a victory feast and a coronation all in one go... it would be something that could provide Daemon a chance to display his royal prowess among his subjects as well as bring people closer to the Crown as well. The Blackfyre would then nod in agreement with these ideas. It sounded like the best course of action.

We shall have to arrange a grand tournament for the next year, with a victory feast and coronation added on. 270 AL will be a great year for House Blackfyre and the Seven Kingdoms.

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Raymun would be allowed to enter by soldiers of the Blackguard, with the Kingsguard relatively low on strength. The Reachman is shown to the lounge area where Daemon sits, gazing at the hearth of the fireplace, a glass of wine in his hand. His mind thinking upon what had all been transpiring within the realm; submissions of fealty, promotions of various people and rewards that needed to be given. He glances over as Fossoway walks in, gesturing for him to join him. A glass of wine is poured for his guest.

Raymun, good to see you made it. How fairs Cider Hall?

[Oznerol]

"Indeed, husband"

Serra smiled and returned to her book.

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Raymun sips.

"Fairly well. I had to remind my vassals who rule over Cider Hall, however. I had to hang one of Lord Inchfield's men-at-arms who had usurped a mill of mine. He learned the example and now his son is a ward on my keep"

He smiled. It was surprising how much he had changed. He was a Lord, now. Nothing less. He looked still like a young man struggling to find his place on the world, trying to not become a broken toy. And he was seemingly being successful at that.

"It is always nice to be back home. I missed it, your Grace"

[Lucius Malfoy]

Raymun sips.

"Fairly well. I had to remind my vassals who rule over Cider Hall, however. I had to hang one of Lord Inchfield's men-at-arms who had usurped a mill of mine. He learned the example and now his son is a ward on my keep"

He smiled. It was surprising how much he had changed. He was a Lord, now. Nothing less. He looked still like a young man struggling to find his place on the world, trying to not become a broken toy. And he was seemingly being successful at that.

"It is always nice to be back home. I missed it, your Grace"

I suspect you, my Lord Hand. I suspect you have greatly missed your home.

Daemon says the sentence casually before taking a sip of his wine, waiting for a reaction out of Raymun.

[Oznerol]

Raymun was going to speak when the King addressed him... His jaw dropped for a moment.

"Hand? How would? Do I...? I think you might have... Lord Hand?"

He looked both excited and anxious.

"I'm not worthy of such honor, your Grace. I'm barely past the twenty days of my name, what would the realm say? I beg you to find a worthier candidate for the office, I don't ambition such power, my King"

He was honest, sincere. He didn't wish such office, neither he wanted power.

"Your Grace, I'm not worthy. I've just reclaimed by keep, how would I rule as Hand?"

[Lucius Malfoy]

Daemon calmly examines his wine as Raymun rambles about his unworthiness. He quietly sips it before setting the glass down, turning to face the Fossoway.

Your kin, Derrick, would have made an excellent Hand. Moryn Tyrell as well. Yet, both are gone... taken from us due to this war.

He sighs deeply, wishing they had lived to see the light of his reign, especially Moryn who would have enjoyed seeing the Reach united once more.

Among those who are my closest supporters, Tom is not suited for any role on the Small Council. He enjoys his freedom too much after all. You, however, have the potential to become someone great. Someone who should make their name known to the Seven Kingdoms as you rebuild your family and ensure that your lands are passed down. Surely as Lord Hand you could even find an advantageous marriage. I desire to make you my Lord Hand, Raymun, and I hope you accept it.

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Shortly after a series of meetings with various nobles of the realm, Daemon returns to the Holdfast, a weary king after all that had transpired. Yet his exhaustion vanished as a wet nurse brought to him his infant daughter. The King, setting the sword Blackfyre aside, takes his daughter, Daenora, into his arms. If only she could have met the woman she was named after, if only she could have known her sweet grandmother. The King holds his daughter, who had been fed and was resting now in her father's arms. He sighs contently before hearing Serra approach.

She has been behaving well I take it? And her brothers haven't bothered her much?