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Post by Horas on Sept 17, 2013 21:45:57 GMT -5
Ser Crawley, leader of the sellsword Knights of the Flagon, shuffles in towards the back. Buried somewhere in the mercenaries' contract was a clause allowing a leader to attend meetings of strategy, a right only sporadically utilized. Ser Crawley seemed to be as close as that group had to a commander, though a proper chain of command, much like punctuality, did not seem to be the Knights' strong suit.
Crawley scratches at his ear until he hears the word "siege." Amongst the splendor of the lords, his battered chain mail looks far out of place. "We'll protect the catapults, boss," the sellsword knight volunteered, a job with no glory but also relatively little danger.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 17, 2013 21:46:18 GMT -5
"I will Harry. Gwayne your his second. Does every one have their orders?" He leaned back down to continue his study of the map.
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Post by Marie on Sept 17, 2013 21:49:15 GMT -5
Gwayne had been about to propose his own men join the centre, but he decided it was unwise to argue with Baratheon at present. He said nothing.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 17, 2013 22:06:31 GMT -5
Lyssandra nodded at Baratheon and looked at Aenys, she replied gruffly, "Yes Lord Hand."
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Post by Ollie on Sept 18, 2013 2:09:31 GMT -5
"I would give Lords Tully and Hightower joint command of the Left, my lord Hand, and take the Dornish in the center with you," he said, his eyes flicking toward the Dornish Princess. "That should distribute our forces relatively evenly." "As you say, Lord Aenys." Royce regarded Lord Sammael with a cool look. Unsure if he and the valemen had been purposefully snubbed, denied a commanding position due to his lack of lordship, or forgotten in the shuffle of Baratheon's thoughts, Ser Damian bears a close-lipped smile and awaits orders in lieu of offering any further suggestion of his own. |
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 18, 2013 15:26:52 GMT -5
"My brother is good at sailing and scouting, I feel we should at least send scouts to find out if there is much threat." He looks to the table. "I could lead any siege and archer units, as well as some land units if you need the extra strategist." Aemon took Harold aside at the end of the meeting, he also grabbed his grandson Meryn and pulled him into the talk."Take Meryn with you, he is getting bored sitting in the rear with me and needs some battle." Meryn's eyes brightened,"Come on cuz, I will protect you." |
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Hope you all are well and happy.