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Post by Horas on Mar 25, 2008 2:03:47 GMT -5
The keep of House Caron.
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Post by Horas on Mar 25, 2008 2:04:24 GMT -5
A man in Blackwood colors arrives and requests an audience with Lord Gideon Caron.
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Post by The Smith on Mar 26, 2008 0:37:03 GMT -5
He is told that Gideon had traveled to Blackhaven for a meeting. He has not returned.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 27, 2008 22:04:49 GMT -5
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The Army of the Far Reach arrives at NightSong first 1500 men under command of Aemon Webber and then later a larger force of 18500 men under command of Alexander Irwyn. Various other Generals are also with the army. They rest for a short period and then once all are assembled begin marching towards the east.
OOC: Anyone traveling with the Far Reach Army has also arrived.
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Post by mark on Mar 27, 2008 22:56:14 GMT -5
Lord Tarly feels proud to be riding in such exalted company as Aemon Webber, Alexander Irwyn, and the other great lords of the far reach, as they continue eastwards past Nightsong.
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Post by The Flint on Mar 28, 2008 10:37:21 GMT -5
Lord Aemon Webber and a page approach the walls of Nightsong. When he does, the page yells out a speech Webber has written but does not have the voice to deliver:
"Hail to the honored banners of Lord Caron. We are the Army of the Far Reach, come to assist you in your stand against tyranny and the Usurper Horas! We wish to reinforce you men to hold the Prince's Pass against the Dornish serpents, lest they slither northwards against your brothers who fight at King's Landing! Lord Alexander Irwyn gives you good tidings, and says he looks forward to standing shoulder to shoulder and shield to shield with the best and the brightest of Westeros!"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 28, 2008 12:24:08 GMT -5
The gate commander salutes the friendly force as he orders they raise their gates for the reinforcements.
As the gates raise, a man in his late forties flanked by two younger versions of himself ride forth to hail the incoming army.
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Post by The Flint on Mar 28, 2008 12:53:08 GMT -5
Lord Aemon salutes the man riding out.
"Hail and well met. I'm Lord Webber of Coldmoat, with me is Lord Robb Tarly, the Late Lord Trevor's son, also Ser Oliver Bulwer, of Blackcrown, Ser Rodney Blackbar, of Bandallon, and many and more. Lord Alexander Irwyn sends his regrets, he is seeing to some logistical issues with our host. Also the Lord Regent Benfry Smith is with the army as well, I'm pleased to say. He may be joining us shortly. I thank you for opening your home to us."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 28, 2008 13:10:11 GMT -5
"Hail Lord Webber, and welcome to Nightsong castle. I am Durran Caron and I'm currently serving as Castellan in the absence of my nephew, Lord Gideon, who is riding to reinforcement our armies at King's Landing. These are my sons, Bryce and Briar", he said, point to his left and then is right. "Again, we welcome you warmly to our home. It would be my pleasure to meet with the commanders of your host in private discussion later, but I will show you to your quarters as soon as you wish."
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Post by The Flint on Mar 28, 2008 13:16:51 GMT -5
"On behalf of Lords Smith and Irwyn, I thank you for your hospitality."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Mar 28, 2008 13:55:48 GMT -5
Durran insists it is his pleasure, and motions them forward into the castle. He shows the noblemen to their rooms and waits in his own until supper time.
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Post by mark on Mar 28, 2008 14:02:43 GMT -5
Robb eyes a pretty, black haired woman on his way to his room. He stops and introduces himself and after a quick chat, proceeds to his quarters.
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Post by The Flint on Mar 28, 2008 20:05:16 GMT -5
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After rest and food, the Far Reach Host begins to move again towards its end goal.
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Post by mark on Mar 29, 2008 10:46:11 GMT -5
Robb embraces the young woman with black hair before he must depart with the rest of the army. He smiles and, kissing her once more before riding off, thanked her for the previous night's fun.
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Post by Sam on Mar 29, 2008 10:57:22 GMT -5
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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