Godsgrace

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Godsgrace is the castle and home of House Allyrion. It's located on the fork of the river where the Greenblood becomes the Vaith and the Scourge. The land around is mostly desert, and flatland. There is a small town nearby.

[Edric Stark]

A small party containing Ser Lyonel Costayne, his brother Lysander and some household knights visits.

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They are shown to the main hall by a scowling guard, wondering what Reach men are doing in the middle of the desert.

In the Hall Ser Arron Fowler was seated, he looked like an older version of his son, Marq, minus the near constant smile.

Down the Table was his son, Trebor, reading a book and not noticing the new arivals.

"Welcome to Godsgrace." Ser Arron said as he stood up, courteously enough, "I was surprised to hear of a band of Reachmen turning up at our door."

[Edric Stark]

Lyonel bowed his head slightly. "Thank you for having us. My name is Ser Lyonel Costayne," he said with a brilliant smile and stepped forward to shake the man's hand. "And you must be Marq's father if I'm not mistaken? And Myranda's. I met them at the tourney at King's Landing. Unfortunately my family had to depart before it even ended so we couldn't properly say our goodbyes."

He heard a faint snort from the small line of people standing behind him and shook his head. "And that must be my brother, Lysander," he said, ignoring the younger lad. "He's not as happy with my choice of stopping by. Godsgrace wasn't exactly on the road to Sunspear, you see. But enough of that. Where could I find Marq and Myranda?"

Lysander rolled his blue eyes and grinned cheekily upon realizing that a boy his age was actually really invested in something like reading a book. What a wuss, he thought.

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Ser Arron shook the young man's hand in a firm grip, "You are not the only ones who did not say their goodbyes to my eldest," He said, flatly, ignoring the snort from the other behind him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Myra and Marq are not here at present, I speak on behalf of The Lady of Godsgrace though, if you would have something of us, would you like any refreshment?"

[Edric Stark]

"That is quite unfortunate!" Lyonel announced, frowning. He remembered another Allyrion sibling from the lists but couldn't quite put a name to a face. "Well, where are they then? Did they not return to Dorne as planned?"

Lysander tried to correct his earlier mistake by politely declining the offer for refreshments.

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"If they returned to Dorne they have been avoiding their father, left at home sick with worry." The smirk he gave then and his tone didn't speak of a worried father, "All I know is that the two of them disappeared from their cells and have not been heard from since." He sat down again and invited his guests to do the same.

He looked on them for a second and then sighed and kicked the table, disturbing his youngest son, "Trebor, we have company."

The boy with his head in a book looked up at the Reachmen shrugged and went back to reading again, frowning as he lost his place on the page, "What do they want?"

"A little more courtesy from you," He replied coldly before turning back to Lyonel, "So what brings you to Dorne? Why did you want to see my children?"

[Edric Stark]

Lyonel thanked Ser Arron and the two Costaynes sat at the table. Two household knights stood in the background and the man wearing Fossoway sigil seemed torn, a puzzled expression on his face. He finally decided to stop the indecisive swaying and stood next to the knights.

"I thought it would be nice to see them again," Lyonel said, shrugging. "Marq told me to stop by, should I ever be in the area.." he trailed off and cleared his throat. "I'm actually going to Sunspear to ship off my brother here lest he become a freeloader," he joked, grinning. "Besides, the Free Cities seem a lot safer these days."

Lysander read a few lines in the boy's book but got bored quickly. "What's it about?" he asked.

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"That girl lets him get away with far too much," He said, but with a small, genuine smile, "Any would think he were the Lord, and I suppose he half is." Arron waved his hand dismissing the matter, "I'm sorry you found them out, but if they said you can stay, you are more than welcome until you need to depart. Speaking of free loaders, you wouldn't mind sending my son off with you?" He said, only half joking.

"It's about when Daeron married Princess Myriah and brought Dorne into the Seven. It's fascinating." He said, and looked at the other before closing the book, "I believed that it would be prudent to read up on the differing state of affairs to those we currently occupy. I am sorry, I did not catch your name..."

[Edric Stark]

"Well, they did seem pretty close," Ser Lyonel offered with a friendly smile, "it's no wonder."

Lysander hadn't heard of a Daeron and Myriah and any of that Faith gibberish, he'd always preferred tales of conquering and defiance as a child. "Lysander Costayne," he said and grinned upon hearing the half-jape, showing the boy his white teeth. He turned to Ser Arron.

"Well, I think that is a capital idea," he announced confidently.

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Both Arron and Trebor looked at him for a second, before Arron smiled in earnest, "If you think you can stand him, then by all means, drag him along. You'll have to."

"Father!" Trebor said, indignantly, "Is it wise to send me away when Myranda Marq and Myriah are in such dire circumstances?" He asked, staring at his father.

"We should hope at least one of them makes it back so that Godsgrace is not left with you." Arron snapped at Trebor "You should do some travelling anyway, it will make a man of you. I'd have sent your brother long ago, but he and Myra are joined at the hip, as you know, and I could hardly send her." He went on with a scowl, "Are you defying me?"

Trebor looked down sheepishly, "No, Ser." he replied, sourly and looked up at Lysander.

"This is assuming you would not mind," Arron said, looking back at Ser Lyonel and giving him a smile that made him look even more like his elder son, "your brother looks near an age with my son, they can keep one another company, I'm sure."

[Edric Stark]

Lyonel observed Arron for a while before managing a smile. "That's fine by me," he said, wondering about the real destination of the trip. "Actually, I would prefer it. I think he could use someone to knock a bit of common sense into him every once and a while."

Lysander rolled his eyes at his brother's comment. "You don't have to come if you don't want to," he told Trebor. "It's just that you're awfully pale for a proper Dornishman, maybe you could use some sun. I mean, even my brother is more tanned and he's a Reachman." He grinned at the boy again, trying to promote the idea.

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"We're all pale," He answered looking momentarily sour, before catching himself " but, I do not mind going." Trebor said, smiling weakly at Lysander, "It will be... fun?" He said, looking to his father as if questioning if that would be the right word to use.

Arron nodded "well then, it was very fortunate you came then, despite not managing to see Marq." He turned to his son, "You should go and get what you are taking in order, and no books." he added, sternly, "You can do enough reading when you come back."

Trebor nodded, smiled again and left through a door left side of the hall to get ready.

"I shall send some men with him, just in case." Arron said to Lyonel, nodding.

[Edric Stark]

"Naturally. As will I," Lyonel said with a shrug. "I'm sure Fossoway there will take good care of them," he said, beckoning to the tall knight wearing a green apple on his chest.

"What he lacks in word, he makes up with sword. At least I hope so," Lyonel said in a good-natured manner. "I know it is a trip but I expect him to keep refining his skills." He patted Lysander on his shoulder.

"Does your son use a sword? Or is he more fond of a spear like Dornish tend to be?"

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"Trebor takes after the rest of our family and uses a sword... how well remains to be seen. Perhaps training with some other people will help remedy that? He is too used to our master at arms." Arron shrugged and looked to Lysander. "I assume it is the sword for you also?"