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Post by theother on Nov 1, 2007 7:12:14 GMT -5
A large, heavily forested island just off the north coast of Deepwood Motte. The ancestral home of House Mormont, now in the possession of the Iron Islands. The keep and surrounding villages now carry the Kraken flag along with the Bear. A large port is growing from a small secluded bay on the south coast.
The locals are calling it "Ironclaw Bay"
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Post by Erik on Dec 15, 2007 16:19:11 GMT -5
The Lucky Bastard arrives at Bear Island.
Word goes out to the other captains present that Lord Coldiron would meet with them in his keep.
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Post by Ellinda on Dec 16, 2007 9:20:11 GMT -5
The snow storm that had hit Castle Black with a fury now spreads across the Wall and starts moving further south. Heavy flakes blanket the world, creating white out conditions. A bitter cold cuts through clothing and skin. Seas toss with frigid white capped waves, chilly death waiting for all who dare brave them.
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Post by Fel on Dec 17, 2007 15:52:43 GMT -5
The small collection of Bear Island captains arrive, suspiscious of want this new Ironborn lord wants. They remember with unease the short visit of their old lord, Harral Greyjoy.
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Post by Erik on Dec 17, 2007 15:57:02 GMT -5
Erik meets the men in what passes for a throne room in the keep.
"Greetings, captains," He says, "It is good to finally make your acquaintances. I had tried to get here sooner, but, well, delays at Lannisport, I'm sure you've heard. We will be sailing soon. How are the ships? Oh, and who are you? Give me some names."
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Post by Fel on Dec 17, 2007 16:05:27 GMT -5
Some of them shout out their names, other stand there staring wondering what he means by sailing out soon.
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Post by Erik on Dec 17, 2007 16:17:59 GMT -5
Erik sees the looks on some of their faces and continues, "Some of you look confused. No, sadly, we will not be going to war just yet, but what we will be doing is going out on the sea so I can see what you lot are capable of. I'm sure you are all fine sailors, but you aren't Ironmen...yet. Now, so we're all clear, Harrin," He gestures to the man, standing behind him on the right, "is my second in command. Until his own ship is completed, he will be sailing with one of you. Volunteers?"
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Post by Fel on Dec 17, 2007 16:20:56 GMT -5
An older man shrugs and raises his hand, "so long as he doesn't try to make off with me wife n' childern," he grins.
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Post by Erik on Dec 17, 2007 16:25:29 GMT -5
Harrin laughs, "I'll have to see them first, before I make any promises."
Erik, grinning, continues, "Well, then that will be all for the time being. You and your families are all invited here tonight, by the way. We'll be having a little feast."
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Post by Fel on Dec 17, 2007 16:27:21 GMT -5
Most of the captains look pleased enough by the prospect of a feast as they start to leave.
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Post by Fel on Dec 20, 2007 8:35:13 GMT -5
The Iron Price and the Saltsword arrive at Bear Island. Felryn Harlaw and Hardon Kenning arrive at Erik's keep to speak with him.
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Post by Erik on Dec 20, 2007 13:44:54 GMT -5
OOC: There's a subforum now, Felryn.
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Hope you all are well and happy.