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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jan 19, 2008 12:53:40 GMT -5
Moving through the hustle and bustle, Ser Oliver tries asking a few men where Lord Irwyn might be found. Eventually, a mounted man wearing the livery of house Cuy points him in the direction of the keep. Oliver tells his six-man guard to rest a little then help out in whatever way possible, before riding up to the keep alone.
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 14:57:01 GMT -5
Ser Torn of Blacksables arrives at Horn Hill. He seeks out Lord Alexander as well.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 19, 2008 15:09:55 GMT -5
Both men are brought to the Lord Alexander's room at Horn Hill. Alexander is busy writting letters and looks up when they enter.
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 15:15:14 GMT -5
"Lord Irwyn, Lord Varner ask that I come to represent him on any war councils, and to assist you in any matters you might need." Torn bows his head slightly.
"Do we have our marching orders yet?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 19, 2008 15:17:31 GMT -5
Alexander shakes his head, "No but I expect we will be used to block the Dornish from joining Andry's forces."
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 15:21:28 GMT -5
"Oh good." Ser Torn said. Like many Far Reachmen he had no great love of the Dornish. "We'll need to be careful about supplies and foraging parties. Quentin Fowler is an accomplished raider."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 19, 2008 15:24:07 GMT -5
"Indeed well I plan to march through the Mander to help out supply lines some. Should be better to build them across relatively friendly territority."
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 15:29:58 GMT -5
"Relatively friendly." Ser Torn nodded. "Have you heard from Lord Tallahar yet? I presume he has command of the Mander's forces?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 19, 2008 15:32:11 GMT -5
"I discussed with him briefly our intentions, If I recieve the orders I expect then we will assemble at Bitterbridge and hopefully march with the Mander to our blocking position."
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 15:36:28 GMT -5
"Understood." Said Ser Torn. "I suppose the better question is, where do you want me?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 19, 2008 15:42:58 GMT -5
"Ser Torn, your skills are vast, but I think the men would be best served if you were to shore up our leadership in the Infantry ranks by taking command there."
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Post by The Flint on Jan 19, 2008 15:44:36 GMT -5
"Yes Milord."Ser Torn said, "with your leave?" He says before departing to mingle with the men.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jan 20, 2008 20:13:12 GMT -5
Giving Ser Torn a polite nod as he leaves, Oliver steps forward to address Lord Irwyn.
"My Lord, I have returned from Oldtown. I am now free to serve," he says bowing. "What would you have me take care of first?"
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Post by mark on Mar 26, 2008 16:06:50 GMT -5
Robb sat in the Lord's seat in Horn Hill's great hall, while Lord Alexander Irwyn sat to his right. Most of the important men in the far reach were attending the feast. This spectacle has become a routine since the army has taken camp on Robb's land.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Mar 27, 2008 9:47:05 GMT -5
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Tomas Bulwer is brought into the Keep escorted by his father Oliver. They seek out Lord Tarly, so that Tomas can be introduced and begin squiring for the Lord of Horn Hill.
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Hope you all are well and happy.