Siege of Old Oak

[Marie]

Alys Rowan sat her horse, waiting for orders from her brother Derick. With her was her favourite companion, their bastard half brother Ser Jaime Flowers.

[The Smith]

Derick was quiet in deep contemplation of the keep in front of them.

[Marie]

Alys galloped to Derick's side. She waited for him to speak and, when he did not, asked "Well, brother? Have you any orders for me?"

[The Smith]

"They only thing I want... is to know what Craych wants." Derick replied, "But I can not ask you to do that."

[Marie]

"No, I suppose not."
She knew that her presence must be awkward for some of the men uner Derick's command but damned if she'd give up a way of life she enjoyed.
"Who will you send?"

[The Smith]

"No one. I was commanded to take Old Oak, and I barely have enough men as it is now." Rowan looked at the Keep, "I have no idea what to do... I hate that feeling."

[Marie]

"Ask for more men," Alys said. "And make sure there's no chance of a food supply getting through to the castle."

[The Smith]

Derick nodded, and smiled. "No men will come. We are with out a leader. When we need one most."

[Marie]

"I see."
She understood now why her brother looked so worried.
"So, what will you do?"

[The Smith]

"My duty. I will attempt to take that blasted keep." Rowan nodded.

[Marie]

"I'm with you. whatever happens," Alys vowed. "Just say the word and I will obey."