The Blockade

[Lord Lester Merryweather]

Kevan steps aboard the Grapes of Wrath and asks to see lord Redwyne

[The Stranger]

Redwyne steps forward, muttering something about "coming out of the woodwork."

"Yes, who are you?"

[Lord Lester Merryweather]

"I am Kevan Tyrell and I sail from King's Landing to join your army. I just wanted to know where do we stand and when do we strike. You seemed like the best person to ask."-explained Kevan

[The Stranger]

"Never heard of you." Redwyne said, "But that doesn't surprise me, Tyrells pop up like dandelions whenever you aren't looking. We are continuing to enforce our blockade. When the Tyrell navy shows up, we will launch our assault."

[Lord Lester Merryweather]

"Thank you, my lord."-Kevan laughed and left the ship

[Lord Rhaegar Targaryen]

After the new moon, Galahad steps aboard the Grapes of Wrath, seeking out the Lord Redwyne.

[The Stranger]

Lord Redwyne was in his cabin, as he usually was.

"Ah, our resident White knight. What is it ser?" Redwyne asked, looking up from a plate of cheeses and his goblet of wine.

[Lord Rhaegar Targaryen]

Galahad smiled warmly as he entered the cabin, "Lord Redwyne, a pleasure again," he said, before his face turned a little more sinister.

"I have come again, to discuss a matter that I found quite disturbing upon learning," Galahad began. "As one could imagine, I recently found myself without cause for attention, so I turned mine own to a spyglass of a fellow soldier. Upon viewing the island, I am quite sure I saw the men of Dragonstone freely leaving, gathering and reentering the castle, roaming the island," he said, each word growing more grave.

"I believe that we should take a force around to the other side of the island and prepare for a ground assault, to match our navy's. With the force of the Mander arriving, we will have a substantial Navy arsenal, though if we managed to catch these groups of soldiers and men roaming the island unawares, we may be able to deal a swift blow to them, while also laying siege to the castle on two fronts," Galahad thought outloud, clearly all of this was already thought through by him.

"The island is large enough for us to land a preemptive strike force unnoticed under the darkness of the new moon, large enough to cause damage, before a larger force can land and reinforce the land-siege. If done thoroughly enough, we may also infiltrate their forces if a party is taken out silently, giving us an advantage with men inside the keep. It is hopeful for that. What are your thoughts, Lord Redwyne?"

[The Stranger]

"Would you like a glass of wine?" Redwyne gestured to a decanter on the table.

[Lord Rhaegar Targaryen]

Galahad took a light breath and then agreed, "Yes, thank you."

[The Stranger]

"Have a seat, enjoy your wine. Try this cheese. It's a good one."

[Lord Rhaegar Targaryen]

Ser Galahad took the seat, at the request of his host, though before moving to his wine or his cheese, he looked at Redwyne, "I do not understand, Lord Redwyne. Are you uninterested in my proposal?"

[The Stranger]

"Whats the matter, you don't like cheese?" Redwyne replied. Biting down on a piece of hard tack and chewing thoughtfully.

[Lord Rhaegar Targaryen]

"I haven't had the chance to get an acquired taste. I've only ever had hard cheese," Galahad explained, a fair bit restless, as he bit into a small wedge of cheese.

[The Stranger]

"Don't trust anyone who doesn't like a good piece of cheese." Redwyne said, nodding his head as if this was a deep truth.