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Post by The Smith on Jun 28, 2007 16:14:56 GMT -5
Blackhaven's great hall is just that- an impressive hall with great furnishings and tapestries displaying Dondarrion history.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 28, 2007 16:16:40 GMT -5
Ser "Black" Ben Tollett stood in Blackhaven's hall, sharpening his sword on a whetstone, while trying to take a bite of everyone else's food. He sat strategizing for the inevitable confrontation of arms. His opinion (that they should mobilize fast against the Dornishmen) was loudly heard over the sharpening of his sword.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jun 28, 2007 18:31:33 GMT -5
Ser Brandon Buckler says "The Songlord shall make that choice with his host. But the men under my command are to stand fast at Blackhaven. No matter what happens in Dorne, we will not see strife in the Stormlands, and Blackhaven must hold."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 17, 2008 14:42:07 GMT -5
Ser Cedrik Lonmouth, the temporary Castellan of Blackhaven makes his seat in the Blackhaven great hall, besides the throne reserved for the Lord of the castle.
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Post by Horas on Mar 26, 2008 0:44:44 GMT -5
A man in Blackwood colors arrives at Blackhaven in search of Lord Caron.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 26, 2008 15:25:06 GMT -5
The man in Blackwood colors is brought to Ser Cedrik Lonmouth, to whom the man's question is repeated.
"He's busy currently", comes Cedrik's reply as he gathers himself up, "And I have plenty of roasted meats waiting for me, so is there anything else you've come for?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 29, 2008 19:49:37 GMT -5
The Far Reach army of 20,000 men arrives at Blackhaven, led by Aemon Webber and Alexander Irwyn, an impressive baggage train arrives including siege equipment and other instruments of war.
"Hail, supporters of King Rickon, the Army of the Far Reach has arrived to help reenforce the fortress against the army of the traitorous Dornish Snakes."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 29, 2008 19:53:39 GMT -5
An extremely thankful Cedrik Lonmouth greets the reinforcements with a wide smile. "Welcome to Blackhaven, my friends! Food, ale and a firm roof are our treats for you tonight, please come in!"
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Post by wookie on Mar 31, 2008 3:08:01 GMT -5
Benfry stands on the parapets of Blackhaven, gazing out to the south, as if trying to catch sight of the Dornish host.
In his travels he has managed to procure a white cloak. Whilst not as grand as his previous Lord Commander's attire, it serves it's purpose to identify him as a member of the Kingsguard and he feels much more comfortable with himself whilst wearing it.
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Post by mark on Mar 31, 2008 8:08:14 GMT -5
Robb Tarly steps up silently beside Benfry, following the man's gaze to the south. He does not speak for fear of interrupting some important thought of the Lord Regent's.
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Post by wookie on Mar 31, 2008 8:48:33 GMT -5
Benfry stirred "Ah, Lord Tarly. How do you fare this evening? I was just thinking whether this would all come to battle. Despite the turblulent times we find ourselves in, I have yet to experience war" his face twisted
"I cannot say I am looking forward to the prospect, even at the thought of crossing swords with those who have shed the blood of my brothers. Revenge is a hollow comfort"
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Post by mark on Mar 31, 2008 8:53:31 GMT -5
A look of surprise washed over Robb's face before he spoke. "It's funny you should say that, Ser... about revenge being a hollow comfort, I mean. I hope that is not true," he said. And then with an apologizing look for not explaining himself, he dejectedly added, "Revenge is all I have thought of day and night since my father was slain in the Red Keep. I had been hoping it would restore my spirits to see those responsible die a criminal's death. But, alas, I guess I will never be comforted."
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Post by wookie on Mar 31, 2008 9:02:36 GMT -5
Benfry looked at the young noble with sympathy "Perhaps you may find some sense of satisfaction at the thought of those who committed such a horrible crime being brought to justice, but nothing will bring back your father or my fallen brothers, Lord Tarly" he sighed
"I am sorry if this is not what you wanted to hear, I fear I find myself in a black mood these days"
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Post by mark on Mar 31, 2008 9:08:55 GMT -5
Robb studied the older man for a moment and then chided himself inwardly. Who am I to bring my self-pity to this man who has the realm on his shoulders? Egotistical as always, Robb thought, angry at himself. "I have no doubt the criminals will be brought to justice, and you will be restored to your rightful place as the Lord Regent," Robb said, before returning his gaze back to the south, determined not to say too much again.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 31, 2008 9:49:30 GMT -5
Ser Cedrik Lonmouth joins the two men atop Blackhaven's parapets. Now he's an unfamiliar man, though in his youth some might have mistaken him for his brother, a Kingsguard. Now his hair is worn short and most of his looks have faded faster than he's aged. Still proudly cloaked in his house's colors, though, he makes for an impressive sight.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5