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Post by The Smith on Aug 11, 2007 12:15:44 GMT -5
Archers have been in position ever since Steffen arrived, they all carry bows and stare down at the Worm. A deep gravelly yelled out of a shadowy door, "You may enter. Steffen Lannister." Stepping out of the shadow Randwyn Lannister looked down at his son Steffen, "Where is Zachary? I thought you were suppose to watch over him."
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Post by Axell Lannister on Aug 11, 2007 15:50:10 GMT -5
Steffon stared in amazement at a man he had thought to be dead.
"Father? Your alive?" His mouth fell open. He recovered himself slightly. Shaking himself, he answered the question. "Im afraid Zachary vanished when the Targs first arrived. I named my son after him."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 11, 2007 23:56:17 GMT -5
"I am alive boy. I didn't die or run away. I went seeking an ally to bring down Baldwin." He smiles darkly as he walks down to his son. "And now I have."
Sneering slightly in disapproval, "I hear you have had the worse of that relationship too. Baldwin's lap dog from what I hear."
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Post by Axell Lannister on Aug 12, 2007 13:52:41 GMT -5
Steffon smirked. "Lapdog my arse. The man was terrified of me, and with good reason. Truth be told i never wanted him dead. I was happy to let others do that, and pick up the pieces afterwards. He was clever you know. Bastard that he was."
Steffon approaches his father, and hugs him stiffly. He did not normally show emotion, but he was genuinely pleased to see his father. "I think mayhap we should talk business. The fucking Ironborn have stolen my holdings in the riverlands. God knows what else they are planning. But they wont be hard to beat. On land anyway. As for the new Stag," He shrugged. "I can only suggest we remain neutral. It would be too dangerous for our house to either join him or rebel."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2007 13:55:33 GMT -5
"If we fight the Ironborn we fight Callen. They are his puppets. Come in Allard is having a Lords Council inside." He frowned slightly at the hug, but patted his son on the back as they entered.
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Post by Axell Lannister on Aug 12, 2007 13:59:43 GMT -5
He followed his father, wondering how to treat Allard. He would have to get rid of him soon of course. But he could prove useful, at least for now.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Aug 13, 2007 13:17:50 GMT -5
Ser Randal and his party of Lannisters arrive through the thick snows into Casterly Rock.
As they ride in he tells the guards that he seeks an audiance with King Allard.
ooc: i know it might take longer to go from KL to CR, but whatever.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Aug 13, 2007 13:40:57 GMT -5
ooc: im gonna go, will log on later
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 15, 2007 19:06:40 GMT -5
Several riders in Baratheon colours rides into Casterly Rock's courtyard bearing a banner of truce. Callen felt that it would be better to send an envoy in his name rather than send message by Raven. The rider dismounted and asked to be let in to see Allard Lannister.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Aug 15, 2007 19:37:54 GMT -5
Ser Randal, seeming to acknowledge what this envoy is here to do, hustle's off to find his second cousin and speak with him.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 17, 2007 16:03:12 GMT -5
The leader, a massive man bearing the Baratheon banner handed it off to another, he dismounted and pulled off his helmet, "I am Ser Bronn, representative of Callen Baratheon, Lord of the Six Kingdoms, King of the Andals and the First Men. I am here to speak with Lord Allard Lannister."
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Post by frozenrope1089 on Aug 17, 2007 17:14:38 GMT -5
A guard hurried down to see the knight, "Ser, follow me. I will take you to see the King."
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Post by frozenrope1089 on Aug 17, 2007 17:16:25 GMT -5
ooc: I started a new thread...: King Allards Chambers
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Post by Lilith Royce on Aug 17, 2007 21:32:16 GMT -5
Angala, back in female clothing, watched the envoys riding in to the courtyard and being taken up to Allard's chambers. Why was Callen dealing with a kinslayer? She had been there in a cupboard. She had seen it all. And she would have revenge for her Lord Baldwin.
She carried her bucket back down to the kitchens, back to the obscurity of a being a kitchen maid for now.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2007 11:55:59 GMT -5
Alliser Redfort rode his cow into the courtyard of the Rock, shivering and covered snow. His cloak was a sheet of ice.
Beneath him, the cow chewed placidly. Killer blizzards did not really bother her.
"H-hellooo?" Alliser stammered. "I am a s-s-s-s-singer, v-very g-good tenor! And s-s-soprano!" He spied a girl carrying a bucket into the kitchens, and hs face lit up. "Th-there's a l-l-lass! C-c-can I have a f-f-fire? And my c-c-c-c-cow..." he struggled to stop his teeth from chattering, but he was also shivering uncontrollably. "C-c-cow....b-b-barn? Please?"
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