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Post by melon on Dec 4, 2007 19:35:16 GMT -5
Safar smiles, "Done now lets drink our ale and get ready to travel to Kings Landing on the Morrow."
OOC: Also Tytos I don't think a Hedge Knight would see the Small Council.
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Post by edricdayne on Dec 4, 2007 20:22:59 GMT -5
OOC: Then we will just hit the city for 6 more members, and then go to the Kingswood on our own.
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2008 0:36:41 GMT -5
Erik's host arrives outside the town. Word spreads that all citizens are to gather in the town center that afternoon. When the time comes, Erik, with a hundred men, Ironborn and Riverlanders both, march to the center of town. Coldiron, standing atop a cart, addresses those gathered:
"Good afternoon, my fine sers and ladies. I come to you as an envoy from Dagon Harlaw, king of these lands. I need five hundred men to march with me, to show your loyalty to your king. These men will be in my camp by sunrise tomorrow. Do we have an understanding?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 25, 2008 0:47:29 GMT -5
The people stay inside away from Erik's Men. but they hear his words.
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2008 0:53:36 GMT -5
"Right."
Erik and his men march out of town, and wait for the volunteers to arrive.
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 25, 2008 10:44:55 GMT -5
the next day, five hundred miserable looking small folk assemble, with what farm instruments they can find.
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Post by Erik on Jul 25, 2008 12:44:29 GMT -5
Erik, pleased that they see reason, sets out with the army back towards Riverrun.
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