Combined host of Tarth and Royce

[Oznerol]

TARTH HOST

PROFESSIONAL SOLDIERS 800 Heavy Cavalry 1,200 Heavy Infantry ------------------------------------ 2,000 men (4,800 pp.) MILITIA 1,000 Heavy Cavalry (3,000 pp.) 1,350 Heavy Infantry (2,700 pp.) ------------------------------------- 2,350 men (5,700 pp.) VASSALS 533 Polearms 400 Archers 200 Heavy Infantry 200 Light Cavalry 67 Heavy Cavalry ----------------------------------- 1,400 men (2,000 pp.) TOTAL: 2,750 Heavy Infantry 1.867 Heavy Cavalry 400 Archers 200 Light Cavalry 533 Polearms ----------------------------------- 5,750 men (12,500 pp.)

TARTH NAVY

57 Dromonds (1,710 pp) 34 Heavy Galleys (1,700 pp) 38 AOR Ships (3,040 pp) 3 Grand Warships (300 pp) ---------------------------------- TOTAL=129 ships (6,750 pp).

CHARACTERS

Lord Duncan Tarth: +2 Battles, +1 Rearguard, +3 Duels, +12 Survival. (Full plate armor, single-handed sword and shield) Lord Ronnet Penrose: +4 Battles, +4 Duels, +1 Joust, +12 Survival. (Full plate armor, single-handed sword and shield)

[Gandalfus]

Royce personal militia and professionals:
2450 Heavy Infantry
600 Heavy Cavalry
1400 Vale Knights (elite cavalry)

Total: 4450 Men

House Redfort:
467 Polearms
350 Archers
175 Heavy Infantry
175 Light Cavalry
58 Heavy Cavalry

Total: 1225 Men

House Tollett:
200 Polearms
150 Archers
75 Heavy Infantry
75 Light Cavalry
25 Heavy Cavalry

Total: 525 men


Total force strength: 6200 men

[Pontifex Maximus]

Frey of the Bloody Gate


Traits: Battles +3, Duels +3, Survival +3, Rearguard +2, +2 wealth
Gendry Frey, no traits (17)
Polearms: 468
Archers: 350
Heavy Infantry: 700
Light Cavalry: 700
Heavy Cavalry: 350
Elite Heavy Cavalry: 50

Siege Engineer
1,200 Knights of the Bloody Gate (Elite Heavy Infantry)
250 Knights of the Vale (elite cavalry)

[Gandalfus]

"It seems this... Gendry Arryn has accumulated a fair few allies." Rhea scowled at her husband, as a herald relayed the reports of half the houses in the Vale mustering to Arryn's banner.
"We should either wait for the youth to fail, or tie ourselves to him and his house with a betrothal. We command too many men to ignore."

[Oznerol]

"More than a few, my dear"

The army was preparing for the march.

"Most surprisingly, considering how uninspiring that dull lordling is. Loyalty I guess"

He said. Tarth wore a splendid harness, close-fit, the chesplate covered by a surcoat with his heraldic devices. The sallet was topped by a single-headed dragon crest.

"He cannot deny our might, however. We should wait and see, once in the Blood Gate we might be able to continue our schemes. My own liege is with the Arryn army, so it's a most propitious time to march there"

[Pontifex Maximus]

ooc: sorry, unsure if my troops/characters should be here?

[Gandalfus]

(OOC: You got the wrong Royces, Ponti. The chars you're with are already at the Bloody Gate)

"More than a few, my dear"

The army was preparing for the march.

"Most surprisingly, considering how uninspiring that dull lordling is. Loyalty I guess"

He said. Tarth wore a splendid harness, close-fit, the chesplate covered by a surcoat with his heraldic devices. The sallet was topped by a single-headed dragon crest.

"He cannot deny our might, however. We should wait and see, once in the Blood Gate we might be able to continue our schemes. My own liege is with the Arryn army, so it's a most propitious time to march there"

Rhea looked surprised, and then gave a delighted laugh.

"Young Robert Baratheon himself? Most fortuitous." Rhea wore the bronze armour of her ancestors, refitted slightly for her more slender frame. The sword she wore was ceremonial; she didn't plan on doing any fighting.

[Oznerol]

"Indeed"

Said Tarth, smiling under the open visor. The stallion paws the floor. A horseman arrived, by looking at his surcoat could be none other but Lord Penrose.

"Cousin, the army is ready for the march"

"Good to hear, Lord Ronnet. Sound the trumpets, we must begin this march inmediately"

The old Stormlander nodded. He was acompanied by a young man, his second son and squire, Robert Penrose.

[Gandalfus]

After being assisted by the ageing Ser Redfort with mounting her steed, Rhea turns to her household knights, who had gathered around her like a swarm of bees.

"Sound the trumpets, and what-have-you. We march."

[Oznerol]

The twelve thousand men marched, in good order. No rabble, but veteran soldiers, men-at-arms and tall knights made up the ranks of the army. The marching army looked like an immense steel snake, moving through the rocky hills and into the heart of the Vale itself. Royce and Tarth ride surrounded by many guardsmen, their banners fluttering over their heads: suns in splendor, crescents and runes.