The Riverlander Feast

[Lord Harold Tully]

In the Tully Manse, the party is hosted outside among the gardens it holds, the streams, trees, and other flora make it seem like a pleasant outing even for being on Aegon's Hill in the middle of the city. There a gathering is made, a large redwood table is brought out and the area is decorated in Riverland and Royal colors, to celebrate the the new Queen.  Around the table there are various bards playing stories and tales, and a small area for dancing. It is not meant to look like a fancy ball but more a relaxing moment for people to sit, talk and listen to tales sung from around Westeros. As per menu, there is Pork, over a flame pit, various fish from Salmon to Pike all made accustom and wines from the large markets of the Riverlands.

There is a Servant who directs people to the back of the Manse where the party is gathered, Harold stands and greets the guests who arrive, or who approach him. 

[Lord Donal Stormshield]

Donal Stormshield appears at the riverlander feast, he looks around and seeing almost no one around takes a seat before starting to whistle quietly to himself imitating the sounds from the stream flowing over the rocks nearest him.

[Marie]

Lord Hightower entered shortly after Donal. He was simply attired. "Greetings, Stormshield," he murmured. "Lord Tully."

[Lord Donal Stormshield]

"Hello, Lord Hightower. " Donal says with a slight bow, "Have you been enjoying these parties?" He asks politely.

[Marie]

"Well enough," said Gwayne. "Though I fear I shall be quite exhausted before the week is out." He winked. "I am eager to return home to rest properly after the coronation is done with. Truly, I almost wish we were still in the Stepstones. One doesn't have to mind one's manners when living in a tent and spending the day surrounded by men at arms all day. I do my best to remember the courtesies, but I've spent most all my adult life at war or preparing for war. This business of peacetime is a different matter entirely."

[Lord Harold Tully]

Harold would greet them both. "Stormshield, I hope you are well, last I saw you, it seemed that someone wished you dead. I do hope you are alright however." He nods to Gwayne "Lord Hightower, glad to see you this evening." He smiles

[Lord Donal Stormshield]

Donal smiles slightly, "True enough, I half expect to go home after this week and just sleep for a spell before regaining the energy that i had for the journey here. There is something liberating about war that a time of peace cannot emulate."

[Marie]

"It would be unpolitic not to attend the feast hosted by my soon to be ally," Gwayne informed Lord Tully with a smile. To Donal, he said "Yes, you are quite right. We spent so long planning for peace - and doubtless praying for it too - yet now it is here, it feels...odd. I miss the comradeship of my men, the sense of something to fight for. And yet, there are some who believe the exiled prince might challenge the queen. So it may be that the war is not yet done."

[Lord Donal Stormshield]

Donal bows slightly to Lord Tully, "Yes I am much better now, thank you." He states before turning back to Lord Hightower, "If I may be honest, I think I would not take it poorly if the exiled prince where to do so, fighting is something that I know how to do, peace on the other hand is bizarre to me." He says bluntly.

[Marie]

"Aye, to many of us," Gwayne agreed. "For myself, I am the queen's man, yet I am not sure I know how to occupy myself in peacetime. Last I knew of peace, I had only just got my spurs. This conflict has consumed much of the last ten years. I do not know what peace is, truly."

[Lord Harold Tully]

"Well, your always welcome on the coasts, the Ironborn seem to have begun their raiding my lands again, even though they should be rebuilding ships, but then again they were never known for their Intelligence." He nods to Gwayne.

[Marie]

Gwayne smiled. "Best hatch some dragons, my friend. I hear that dragonfire put paid to Ironborn treachery once upon a time. Though it is curious that our island dwelling friends wish to remove themselves from the queen's peace."

[Lord Donal Stormshield]

Donal looks at Lord Tully unsure of who the man was trying to speak to but nods nonetheless. "If the nations end up entangled in war then I am sure we will have war enough to give us our fill."

[Lord Harold Tully]

"Because, they never wish for peace....always war, war never changes my friend." He chuckles. "Perhaps I can build some mechanical dragons, and perhaps scare them so they push their islands over the edges of the map." He jests. "But as always they are more a thorn, then a problem at the moment. However I must return as soon as possible to check that thorn does not become infected." He says looking to Stormshield, "Most likely, War has that effect. I am sure if war breaks out similar ties will come soon enough."

[Marie]

"I wish you luck," said Gwayne. "I do not envy your proximity to the Iron Islands, truly. No doubt the queen's men may need to take a hand, in time."