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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 0:11:14 GMT -5
The Roseroad, built by command of House Gardener before the rise of the Targaryens and improved upon during Jaeharys the Conciliator's reign spans the length of the Reach, from Bitterbridge through Highgarden and ending in Oldtown.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 0:14:33 GMT -5
Callen had made his camp along a river in a small glen. The number of his men had reached 800. The core of his group was still made up of the sellswords, sailors, and the knights sent by Grandison and Peasebury. The rest were mostly Hedge knights and petty lords and young men eager to get a taste of glory. Callen had set up his tent near a small bend in the stream where he, Hodrick Royce, and Nealon Spear poured over maps and reports, trying to determine the position of the Baratheon pretender.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 14:33:23 GMT -5
Callen finally collapsed onto a stool near the entrance of his tent and uttered the words his small band had hoped to hear, "We'll stay here tonight, there's no sense in moving on when we don't know where were going." The men around him cheered, they had been riding hard for days now, and most were at the point of collapsing. Callen smiled at there gratitude, called Spear and Hodrick into his tent for a glass of wine. As evening fell upon them Callen decided to join the men around a large bonfire they had made. Several were dancing to the tune of bard, who had been eager to join the group at the prospect of glory and being the one to tell the story of The Storm King. Callen decided to join, pulling out the flute he often played in private. The men turned at the sound of a cheerful tune, and gave a rousing cry and danced even harder at the sight of their king joining in.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 15:10:38 GMT -5
OOC: The fact that I'm the only posting in this thread right now is getting lame
IC: As the evening wore on Callen slowed down the song on his flute. It became slow and melodious. It drifted throughout the entire camp. The men quieted down and listened. Finally Callen took his mouth from the flute and looked up, "Remember this song, remember it when we kill the bastard who has ravaged and pillaged your land, remember Sang's Fork." The men gave a rousing cry that carried through the dark.
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 3, 2007 15:34:39 GMT -5
Cresting the last hill on the Rosehill Ser Ronald spies a Large camp by a bend in the Mander "This may be them this time." Because the last four camps weren't, there are going to be some angry merchants in Highgarden next week
"You men Stay here if i drop the torch it means that its the real Callen and its safe if I throw it towards the camp its not got it."
"Yes Ser Ronald." reply the Knight
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 3, 2007 15:40:41 GMT -5
Ser Ronald Rides Slowly towards the camp with a torch in his hand wearing full regalia of a Tyrell nobel "Hello to the Camp"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 17:13:19 GMT -5
OOC: I have to leave right now, and the internet at work is not the best, so I won't be able to post right away
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 17:55:43 GMT -5
The guards eye him suspiciously and a message is sent back. After a few minutes a man in Royce colours comes and grabs him roughly. He felt up and down his body, and finally satisfied that the man had no other arms other than the ones he carried openly he spoke, "Aye he's alright," he said to the guards, "and who might you be?"
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 3, 2007 20:21:44 GMT -5
"First you tell me why you are the Lands of the Tyrells, then you shall know who I am." Replied Ronald looking over the scruffy man in Royce colours.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 3, 2007 20:40:24 GMT -5
Hodrick gave a mocking laugh, causing the guards to join in too. "And who are you commanding us as if you were the one with army at his back?" Hodrick continued laughing, "Your just a lad though, compared to me, so your foolishness is easy enough to forgive. I'll ask you again, who are you?"
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 3, 2007 20:46:53 GMT -5
"If you must know I am Ser Ronald Tyrell."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 4, 2007 12:27:46 GMT -5
Hodrick raised an eyebrow, "A Tyrell you say? Well you answered my question so I'll answer yours. We're here to bring the bastard raiding these parts to justice in the name of the king."
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 4, 2007 14:58:20 GMT -5
"In the name of the king you say." Relaxing just a little bit. "Which king would that be."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 4, 2007 15:00:49 GMT -5
Hodrick answered simply, "the Storm King."
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 4, 2007 15:06:12 GMT -5
Ronald smiled slightly "oops clumsy me I have appear to have dropped my torch." as the torch fell to the ground
"Do you think The storm king would interested in the men of the Reach join with him once again." said Ronald as 500 Reach knights came over the hill at a slow trot Banners held but none higher than the Stag of Baratheon.
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Hope you all are well and happy.