Oldtown

[melon]

Oldtown is the ancestral sit of house Hightower with the Citadel in the center it is a hive of activity from the junior Measters to the towns people and Tradesmen of the City. With the help of the former Steward Donal Tyrell Oldtown has become the center of trade in the Reach from across many seas.

[melon]

Lord Robert Hightower rides into a courtyard he had not seen in many years, he can still remember his father as he would help him learn to sit a Horse and fight with a sword but a war had taken that but he had gained Lord Tallahar Tyrell a master and true friend.

With Ser Eddard behind him he rides to the keep on top of the Citadel, as he enters a white haired old man turns to see who it is, "It cant be it is it is, Oh little Robert oh how we have missed you."

"It is good you are here Garlan Rowan" embracing the kindly old man in a great hug then stepping back

"I need a announcement to be sent out Lord Robert Hightower returns to his home and wishes the trades guild leader to come to his home and any Archmeaster that you think cares about Oldtown"

"Yes M'lord"

[The Smith]

The Archmaester is an old man with black robes lined with red. He has a full head of black hair, but a very wearied face. He is clearly exhausted both mentally and physically. As he approaches Robert Hightower he says to the young noble, "I was summoned, my lord?"

[melon]

Robert is conversation with Garlan, "Thank you for coming. I have asked you to come to talk about that state of Oldtown. We must continue with trading only that way we will grow from this attack from this man who said he was Callen Baratheon."

As he finishes the sentence a messenger come running in he bows then passes Robert a letter, Robert breaks the gold roses wax seal reading it out loud Rober says "M'lord Robert Hightower I Rindwynd Tyrell has deiced that we will fight for King Callen Baratheon. Your former master is now with him looking for then man who used his name to sack Oldtown we ask that you help with this search

Yours Lord Rindwynd Tyrell"

Turning to the Archmaester "What have you asked of this"

[The Smith]

"Of those who used Callen's name? I know little. I'm an archmaester, not a spy."

[melon]

"Very well then" Robert stands and begins to pace up and down his chambers, "My good sir the Hightower have always been friends with the maesters what would you advise me to do with the raising i trust Tallahar and Rindwynd should i march and meet them as well"

[The Smith]

"Perhaps, though it is sometimes said that the best offense is a good defense."

[melon]

"Yes Yes, I agree my goodman" Robert turns from the Archmaester to Garlan Rowan "Send out to the Captain of the Guards, I Robert Hightower Voice of Oldtown,Lord of the Port, Lord of the High Tower, Defender of the Citadel, Beacon of the South proclaim that all armed forces over 500 men must have my permission to enter or they shall not be allowed entrance.

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Maester Archibald, one of the brightest students of the Citadel and with a newly completed chain (which showed that he had earned the links of many higher and harder studies) is the wonder and envy of his fellow new maesters when he is chosen to work for the new Lord Arryn of the Eyrie.

OOC: Hope you like the name Rhodri

A septon is also recruited from the ancient Starry Sept.

[The Smith]

Vikter Jast disembarks into Oldtown. He has just arrived after a long voyage from King's Landing. He holds the hand of an eight year old girl.

[melon]

"Well Jeyne where here don't you just love the sea." Without waiting for her guard to respond Haley starts speaking again, "Good because you see were going on it.Now all we got to find is a captain to take use North."

[Lilith Royce]

Jeyne is from the inlands, and has never been on a boat in her life. But it is her job to defend Haley so defend her she does. The riffraff of the harbor try to bother them, but a few swift pokes of Jeyne's sword here and there disperse them. The harbor master, after a shiny gold coin, explains the reputations of the local ship captains and Jeyne and Haley are directed to the ship of Ozwan Sular, a well known Sea Island trader. He agrees to take the women north.

The cabin that Jeyne insists that they share is small and cramped. Haley gets the small bunk and Jeyne a hammock from the ceiling.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Henrick docks his ship at Oldtown, scowling and muttering at himself. He didn't believe the raven he had received from Balor so had written back but there was no mistake. He thought Balor was losing his mind sending him here and was not shy about sharing his bad feelings around.

Looking about he spotted a young guard, slouched with a pike watching events. "YOU!" he boomed across, striding up to him angrily. "Where is Lord Robert Hightower?" he bellowed. The guard cringed and almost stabbed Henrick with the pike in nervousness. Henrick grabbed the polearm, yanked it from the youth's grasp and backhanded him across the face, sending him sprawling. He kicked him in the side and spat "I asked you a fucking question, shit for brains. Where the fuck is Lord. Robert. Hightower". He punctuated each syllable with an additional kick to the young man.

[melon]

"You stupid savage I am here." Lord Robert come walking out with armor of the highest quality inlaid with Silver so the armor is not only strong but looks amazing, "So you are the man Lord Balor sent to help me build my ships, Well follow me we will got onto my House to organize a few things." Lord Robert turns and starts to walk away, "And maybe get you a bath. " He says in only a whisper.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Henrick scowls and makes a rude gesture behind the fancy knight as he walks away. He bellows at his men onboard to stow the ship and bring his documents up to Lord Robert's residence.
He gives the guard another hefty kick and follows Robert.