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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jun 27, 2007 14:13:24 GMT -5
Word arrives in Storm's End of Lord Rhodri's new appointment. Ale, cider and wine flow freely in the Great Hall that night. Lord Rhodri also decides to host a tournament to celebrate his investiture.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jun 28, 2007 10:34:20 GMT -5
Rhodri arranges with his steward to fully stock the granary and other sundry supplies of Storm's End.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 1, 2007 23:40:29 GMT -5
Word of the peace brokered between Dorne and King's Landing reaches Storm's End. The Red Royce throws a feast for the smallfolk in celebration, and calls Brandon Stormshield back from Blackhaven.
He also initiates arrangements to send the 5,000 Valemen on loan from Lord Breyn Royce to return home, as the Stormlands seem secure and Rhodri can now raise his own levies when needed.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 1, 2007 23:54:25 GMT -5
A servant announces a visitor for Lord Rhodri Royce, the man is clad in green, black and red.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 1, 2007 23:58:10 GMT -5
"Have him in. Provide him wine and bread and call him guest."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 2, 2007 0:01:44 GMT -5
The man is allowed in. The visitor wears a cloak and hood preventing people from gathering information of his face, but he wears green, black and red in his tunic and cloak.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 2, 2007 0:09:57 GMT -5
"Greetings friend. The Red Royce is at your disposal. A horn of wine?" Rhodri extends a hand offering a filled horn.
"What can I do for you?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 2, 2007 0:12:06 GMT -5
The figure laughed and threw back his hood revealing the features of Ser Kit Kidwell.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 2, 2007 0:16:08 GMT -5
"I suspected it was you."
(OOC: I really did. I'm good with colors.)
"It has been some time since I have seen you, an eventful time indeed. We were camped underneath Highgarden when you disappeared. Now I sit as Lord in Storm's End. Fate has served me well, but what has fate dealt you?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 2, 2007 0:41:16 GMT -5
"Ser Kit, perhaps I should invite you into my Solar."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2007 21:29:53 GMT -5
Elane and Ser Robert greet Rhodri and his wife Lady Becca. Elane gives a mehanical wooden horse, as long as a forearm, to little Saella. "A toy from Volantis for the little Queen of Love and Beauty," Elane says teasingly.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 2, 2007 23:08:52 GMT -5
"Cousin Elane, Coz Robert, welcome to you both." Rhodri has grown a bit more stout in these years; not plump -- with his frame, he'll never be plump -- but his shoulders have filled out. He's grown a bit of a beard, as red as his hair, to appear older. "It has been too long, so long. I miss the Vale, and Alyssa's Tears. But I have made a home here. Before you return to the Vale, you must join me on a ride to Mistwood, you'll love the beauty of the Rain Wood."
"Storm's End is impressive, but Mistwood brings comfort."
Saella and Yohn start tug of war over the wooden horse, and the lad, two years older, runs off with it.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 3, 2007 1:04:29 GMT -5
When word reaches Storm's End that the Princess of Dorne will attend the tourney, Garth Buckler sets off a flurry of activity for the serving staff to prepare apartments for her royal party.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2007 3:14:43 GMT -5
"I'd love to ride through the Rain Wood with you," Elane said. She felt sad, remembering her last visit to the Stormlands; Aranya had been with her then. Gods knew where the girl was now. Shaking it off, she says, "This is so exciting! There are people here from as far as Casterly Rock and Dorne. It will be fun to meet all of them."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2007 3:52:34 GMT -5
Seeing Saella's eyes well up as her brother ran off with her toy, Elane promised to give the girl another gift. "And it'll be something so pink and frilly that Wooden Yohn won't care for it," she told the girl.
Ser Robert leaves to his pavilion. At forty, he is still a powerfully built man and experienced jouster, and is eager for glory in the lists.
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Hope you all are well and happy.