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Post by melon on Aug 5, 2007 20:09:22 GMT -5
"Well your majesty you are lacking in news we heard as we camped outside the walls of the worms Riverrun, King Aedon has killed Aemon and many of the other Dragons it is a horrific event and i am pleased i am the one to tell you as with that mad mans schemes we will be free of the Targaryen rule."
Fully seeing that this man does not only want to be king but to rule with justice Tallahar once again kneels infront of his king "Very well then i come with 50 of the best scouts in Westeros and shall see that we find this pretender and kill him, my former squire Lord Robert Hightower will help us, when do you wish to ride My King"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 5, 2007 20:24:17 GMT -5
Callen answered immediately, "I was actually planning to leave about half an hour ago, before the sun came up, but with Ronald, and you showing up we're running a bit late." He looked over a map of the Reach for a moment, "you will have join command with Hodrick, you'll both be turning south for a ways and then swing west and eventually north. I'll take Ronald with me and continue along the Roseroad." He pointed between Highgarden and Oldtown. "What we do know is that the fake me is around these parts. If all goes well we will manage to steer him into here." He reached accross to another smaller map and winced as he felt the stiffness in his left arm, the old wound there from the jump from the Red Keep still ached from time to time, and the cooling temperatures did nothing to help. "Here, along this lake we can hopefully capture and kill the son of bitch whose been despoiling my name."
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Post by melon on Aug 5, 2007 22:38:52 GMT -5
Lord Tallahar for the first time notices that it isnt only Reach men in his majesty's tent, Stepping closer to Callen "Joint command your majesty i am far better then this man i am the best scout in Westeros i will fine this dog who uses your name if was able to be in command by myself"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 5, 2007 22:48:05 GMT -5
Callen shook his head, "believe me, Hodrick is able, one of the most able scouts and knights of this time. He's had enough experience hunting outlaws in the Riverlands, and wildlings in the Vale. If you find the outlaws, he'll know how to deal with them." He smiled and clapped Tallahar on the shoulder, "not that I doubt your ability, it's because of it that they call you the Dawn Raider."
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Post by melon on Aug 5, 2007 22:57:21 GMT -5
Throwing his head back Tallahar laughs good and heartily "You are to true my Majesty i always hit when my enemy is weak then they well always be easiest to crush."
He then steps back and stare at this Hodrick well he does seem like a man he has been in a few wars well Callen trusts him so i must as well.
"Very well then we will ride north into the Mathis lands to go searching for him, I will give you my half of my scouts under my cousin and seconded in command Erik Tyrell, if it pleases you My Majesty"
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Post by House Lefford on Aug 6, 2007 1:13:58 GMT -5
"With your leave your grace me and my Brother Erik will leave to ready the men to ride north." finished wit a low bow.
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Post by melon on Aug 6, 2007 3:08:28 GMT -5
"Yes Ronald it would be good for you to go", Tallahar turns his head to look at his seconded in command "Erik leave with him now, prepare my horse as well"
"Now My Majesty this will be the beginning of your return to the throne"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 6, 2007 12:01:12 GMT -5
Callen gave a rueful smile at Tallahar's fervour. "Best not think to far ahead Tyrell, just worry about catching the fake me."
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Post by melon on Aug 6, 2007 17:13:17 GMT -5
"Very well then My Majesty but the dragons are corrupt and need tobe killed the stags ruled well and will rule again if it be by lords decision or by the sword,"
"It has been good to find you Majesty but as you said we must be leaving to find this pretender"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 6, 2007 23:36:03 GMT -5
Callen's party kept riding down the Roseroad. In each village they stopped they gathered as much information about the pretender as they could. With each mile traveled the group became quieter and quieter, they could feel their quarry getting closer. Callen rode at the head, no in new burnished steel and a brand new surcoat, courtesy of Tallahar Tyrell. There was no need to hide himself now, let all of Westeros know that the Storm King rides again, thought Callen.
One night while they camped near a small brook Callen stole away from the rest of the camp, not beyond the perimeter, Callen had learned caution after the Red Keep and the Battle of Casterly Rock. He shrugged of the mantle from himself and entered a small part of the water where a pool had formed. He lay back and let the dirt and grime of the days march was off himself. He leaned his head against a rock and watched the stars above, his eyes tracing the outline of the Ice Dragon. As he continued watching he felt his way down his arms and onto his back, kneading out the tight knots that had formed there. After a time his eyes slowly drooped and finally shut, so utterly exhausting the past month of marching had been.
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Post by melon on Aug 7, 2007 0:00:59 GMT -5
Silent footsteps approach Callen from behind, then a hand dives down to grasp him by the shoulder "I have my orders My majesty do not go out of my site" There stands Ser Erik Tyrell the silent commander of the scouts
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Post by The Smith on Aug 7, 2007 0:05:02 GMT -5
A second stranger runs towards them, and finding the two alone and silent he apologizes, but brings word: Lord Redwyne and his host have merged with their own. They now number roughly 6,800. Prince Andry and Princess Cassy as well as the rest of the Baratheon children are said to be marching with the army as well.
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Post by melon on Aug 7, 2007 0:09:41 GMT -5
Erik stands but continues but still looking at Callen,"Come My Majesty you are needed"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 7, 2007 0:16:06 GMT -5
Callen woke with a start muttering sleepily to himself, "Yes, yes. Not out of sight." He sighed, "well I'll be heading back to my tent, watch me all you like on the way there." He stumbled out of the pool and shivered as the cool autumn wind hit his body. He put on the mantle again and started making his way back to his tent, managing to step in several piles of dung along the way. "Son of a...", and turnig to Erik, "I'll be back in a second." When he finally got back to the pool he plunged his feet into the water, "safefty be damned," muttered Callen, "I'm not going to meet my brother covered in shit." As he started closing his eyes again he heard a soft rustle in the bushes. Adrenaline filled him for a moment as he dived for the dagger by his mantle and wrenching it from it's sheath grabbed the intruder and shoved him in the water. Putting the dagger at the person's throat he shouted so that the guards could here. "Who the hell are you? Did Aedon send you to finish me off?"
The answer came back, nearly bowling him over with suprise, "it's me! It's Bethany! I followed Ronald here."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 7, 2007 0:35:07 GMT -5
Callen stared at her for a moment. His first thought was Bethany? This is not the same girl that used to tag along, the one that I was once married to, gods that was such a long time ago. She's.....she's beautiful, his second one was oh gods what the hell is she thinking...what the hell am I thinking? "What are you doing here?" Bethany smiled, "I wanted to see you, I heard you were visiting the countryside," she answered coyly. "You shouldn- You shouldn't be here." Callen replied. Ignoring him she continued, "I hear the guards calling you, and here I am all wet." She exited the pool and made her way to the Tyrell tents, looking back she smiled again, "by the way, nice beard." Callen touched it subconsciously, and then remembered the news of his brother and sister, oh and Redwyne of course. He turned and shaking his head, hurried for his tent.
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Hope you all are well and happy.