The Roseroad

[Percy Rivers]

OOC: I modified my last statement, sorry.

[The Smith]

OOC: I will do the same, then.

[The Smith]

OOC: Done.

[Percy Rivers]

OOC: Is Caron the songlord?

[The Smith]

OOC: Sylas Caron is the Songlord. His son is Gideon Caron, the Stormbird (as called by Andry).

[Percy Rivers]

Callen's smiled faltered a little bit, he remembered how Slyas Caron as one of the chief supporters of the Targaryens in the war. No, remembered Callen, it was not the Targaryens he rose for, it was Dondarrion, and he is not as liked as he once was. I need as much support as I can get, and the Songlord is beloved of both the nobles in the Stormlands and the smallfolk. He tried to put on a smile again, but it seemed strained. "I am happy for you Cassy," Callen said simply.

[The Smith]

It was Andry's turn to talk, "So...where do we ride from here, your grace?", he asked as he softly clasped his hands together. At the center of the tent was a large table with a map and small blocks with different colors. They were obviously to be used as markers for armies. "We should take a look at the map I think", he said, gesturing to the table and walking towards it almost simultaneously.

[Percy Rivers]

Callen walked over to the table as well, "I'll tell you again Andry, there's no need to call me your grace. You're family." He poured over the map, "First off I need to eliminate this man who has been parading through the Reach burning and raping while pretending to be me."

[The Smith]

"I disagree here, your gr-...Call. If we move as an army, we have little need in crushing this pretender. People will know that we are the authentic Baratheon siblings."

[Percy Rivers]

"Of course they know who we really are, I've told every village between Bitterbridge and Oldtown who I am. But you can't expect me to just do nothing while this man continues his monstrosities."

[The Smith]

"If you thought this way as a King, you'd have to take down some pretender every other week. This is life as a highly important person."

[Percy Rivers]

Callen grew slightly irritated at Andry's arguements but kept himself calm, it was important to here the opinions of those who supported him. "Let's at least dispatch part of our forces to take care of him. I cannot just let him go, I've pledged to get rid of him. If I do not do that a sizable part of the army will leave, they signed on because I promised to hang the bastard. Besides Tallahar Tyrell and Hodrick Royce have taken a large number of horse to loop around the roseroad and catch the pretender from behind. We at least have to meet up with him so we can get our calvary back. You cannot argue with that."

[The Smith]

"Agreed...where do we march from here though?"

[Percy Rivers]

"Well after we meet up with Tallahar, I was actually thinking of visiting the Stormlands again now that Dondarrion is gone." He looked at Cassy with his head cocked to the side, "now that our good sister has found some interest in Caron's son perhaps we could bring him to my cause."

[The Smith]

"We assumed he was with the host at King's Landing. Perhaps we should arrange some temporary truce with Dondarrion while we defeat Bloody Aegon together."