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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Oct 8, 2009 21:58:57 GMT -5
At seeing the death of their lord Ser Simon and Cleos sound the signal for the attack.
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Post by Sam on Oct 9, 2009 11:36:26 GMT -5
The archers atop Horn Hill's walls knock new arrows, and ignite the heads of them in flame, waiting for the riverlanders' army to come within range.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Oct 9, 2009 23:51:25 GMT -5
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Ser Simon orders his men to keep the smallfolk from coming to harm and for Lady Tarly and the leader of the keep defenses to be brought before him. Oswell's body is carried in atop his shield, his sword resting atop him. He is placed in the Great Hall, the arrows that stole his life removed and his wounds covered over.
Simon and Cleos sit before Oswell's body waiting for the Lady Tarly and her commander, cold looks on their faces.
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Post by Sam on Oct 10, 2009 11:42:14 GMT -5
"Yes?" Eleanor asked, as she arrived there escorted by a dozen riverlanders. She was slightly disheveled, but still had a noble bearing about her and it was clear that her spirit remained unbroken.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Oct 10, 2009 15:56:24 GMT -5
Simon stands up, he still wears his blood-stained armor as does Cleos who stands next to him. "You have much to answer for woman," Simon says gesturing to the body of Lord Tully.
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Post by Sam on Oct 10, 2009 16:01:09 GMT -5
"How am I responsible for your lord being unable to keep himself alive during battle? It seems to me that you insult his honor by suggesting it," she replied scathingly. "You have taken my castle, what else do you want?"
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Oct 10, 2009 16:17:51 GMT -5
Simon scoff, "You are the Lady of this keep are you not? You had control of your troops, When Oswell rode out to make terms with you he was killed in cold blood in front of both the Gods and men. We have taken your keep, now I will have your life."
Simon pulls out his dagger and makes a quick and deep slice across her throat. As her blood spills out he pulls her close, her blood running through his hands. "You have paid for your treachery with your life woman." Before she dies Simon thrusts his dagger into her stomach and cuts up, slicing through her uterus and intestines. When he is done her body lies on the ground before him, her life's blood flowing freely.
After the gruesome deed is done Simon himself gathers her body to keep until it is buried.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Oct 10, 2009 16:31:30 GMT -5
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Three days later Sers Simon Smallwood and Cleos Whent leave Horn Hill at the head of what remained of the Riverland force. Lord Tully's body is carried in a wagon, the leaping trout of his House draped over his body. They make haste for Kings Landing.
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Post by Lord Davydd Redwyne on Oct 22, 2009 11:17:00 GMT -5
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Lord Davydd Redwyne and one hundred riders from House Redwyne arrive at Horn Hill.
Davydd shouts up to the guards atop the wall.
"Announce that Lord Redwyne is here... and that he wishes to speak to Lord Cuy and hold a council for the Lords of the Reach."
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 11:54:47 GMT -5
"Ser Edwyn and his army are here." A guard shouted down before the gates were opened.
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Post by Lord Davydd Redwyne on Oct 22, 2009 12:09:59 GMT -5
"Good." Lord Davydd shouted up. "I am here for a council requested by me for the Lrods of the Reach. I ask Ser Edric for only safe haven for these Lords and their men while we decide what is to be done in the name of the crowd."
"Please announce I have arrived to him, and that I wish to speak with him."
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 12:12:24 GMT -5
"He already knows." The soldier replied, waiting for the man to enter.
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Post by Lord Davydd Redwyne on Oct 22, 2009 12:19:34 GMT -5
"Thank you soldier." Davydd nodded.
He and his men then rode through the gate. He dismounted from his horse waiting for Ser Edric to greet him before he proceeded.
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 12:24:18 GMT -5
After a moment Ser Edwyn arrived. "Lord Redwyne." He said with a curt nod.
OOC - sorry, got his name mixed up.
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Post by Lord Davydd Redwyne on Oct 22, 2009 13:29:55 GMT -5
"Ser Edwyn." He nodded back. "It is good to see you. I have come to hold a council as you well know."
"With Lady Hightower's current mindset I felt the obligation to my region and my queen to have the Lords convene. I hope this is sound with you? I do not wish to disturb your handling of the keep." He questioned.
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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