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Post by shacklock on Dec 16, 2007 17:32:39 GMT -5
“Aye, good.” Sargon goes to get up.
“I suppose I should inspect my new holdings, I assume any ships are still on Harlaw?”
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Post by Fel on Dec 16, 2007 17:35:51 GMT -5
"Aye they are, though they have been readied for war."
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Post by shacklock on Dec 16, 2007 17:41:22 GMT -5
Sargon nods, grinning and goes to leave the room. “Good, I’ll see you soon then Harlaw.”
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Post by Fel on Dec 16, 2007 17:42:13 GMT -5
Felryn nods and goes back to studying the map.
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Post by Fel on Jan 14, 2008 5:19:37 GMT -5
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Erik is brought in to see Felryn. Lord Hardon Kenning, Lord Quellon Drumm, Lord Meevis Humble and Lord Dagon Harlaw are there already.
Felryn looks up at Erik, "ah Coldiron, come in. I hear you brought the whole Northern force back from Bear Island. I'll be sending about thirty of those ships back up under Kenning's lead. He'll be watching your Island while you sail with us."
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Post by loremaster on Jan 14, 2008 5:51:15 GMT -5
A page enters with much bowing and delivers a recently arrived letter to Lord Harlaw. It is unmarked, but the sealing wax is a distinctive light blue.
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Post by Fel on Jan 14, 2008 5:59:36 GMT -5
Felryn accepts the letter and opens it while Hardon waves the page away.
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Post by loremaster on Jan 14, 2008 6:14:28 GMT -5
Fisher King,
The tollkeeper has left the bridge. On many rivers under one tree the toll rises, but so does the journey's reaping. In the mountain's shadow resides the hermit's shiny new cave.
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Post by Erik on Jan 14, 2008 10:46:51 GMT -5
"Good, good. Rather have you down south, Kenning, but at least my island should be fine." Erik says to Hardon, before turning to Felryn and asking, "So where will we be striking first?"
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Post by Fel on Jan 14, 2008 12:20:47 GMT -5
Felryn puts down the letter. "We were just discussing that. Starfall seems like the best choice. Close to Reach land, so we should be able to swing down on them with some measure of surprise. The problem is we lack the manpower to take a well-garrisoned keep without losing significant numbers."
"What of this Varner? His lands are quite close, can he be convinced to send men aswell?"
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Post by Erik on Jan 14, 2008 16:58:52 GMT -5
"He's working on that. He claims that us declaring for King Rickon, and more specifically his advisers Piers and Horas, would help his case."
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Post by Fel on Jan 14, 2008 17:23:59 GMT -5
Felryn looks annoyed as he studies the map. "And here I thought he was a lord with his own men. You can tell him that we have indeed declared for Rickon."
"If we don't siege then we reave. 100 ships, split up into four groups of 25, led by myself, Coldiron, Drumm and Humble, hitting small targets. Fishing villages and coastal towns, spreading their land forces thin. We can provoke out the Dornish fleet, then regroup and smash it."
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Post by Erik on Jan 14, 2008 18:14:49 GMT -5
Erik gets a predatory grin on his face. "Fantastic. I just wish I could see the look on that snake-fucking whore's face when she finds out." He rubs his hands together in anticipation. "When do we leave?"
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Post by Fel on Jan 14, 2008 18:36:48 GMT -5
"Within the week."
Felryn walked across the room, sat down and pulled out a knife. "Some Braavosi told my brother the Ironborn no longer have any reason to fear his people," he says, a dark smile on his face, as he runs a finger along the edge of the blade. "Not the best way to win our allegiance."
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Post by ashalind on Jan 27, 2008 6:54:17 GMT -5
Another letter was brought to Lord Felryn with a Martell seal on it:
Dear Lord Felryn Harlaw,
I was very pleasantly surprised by your letter and your kind invitation, but, as you know better than anybody, Dorne needs now every single man and woman, able and willing to work. In more favourable circumstances I will be honoured to visit the Iron Islands and their peaceful folk. I hope you won't forget the Dornish sun by that time.
Yours sincerely,
Zoella Martell
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Hope you all are well and happy.