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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 1, 2020 21:24:22 GMT -5
Riverrun, seat of House Tully WIP Tully foci: Levy Focus: Improves levy call up rolls by 5. Battle Focus: Improves battle rolls by 2. Tully family: Edmure (born 274 A.L), Lord of Riverrun Celia (born 300 A.L.), eldest daughter of Edmure Desmond (born 301 A.L.), heir of Riverrun
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Post by AxBrew Sunster on Jul 1, 2020 21:29:54 GMT -5
(Reposted from previous Riverrun thread)
When Edmure returns to Riverrun he finds a letter that arrived since it was captured
It has come into the knowledge of the Crown through parties in the Riverlands that Riverrun has fallen to a band claiming to be led by the Ghost of Lady Catelyn Stark, nee Tully. It is the intention of the Crown to restore House Tully to the Lord Paramountcy. If Riverrun's current occupants are truly loyal to House Tully, then send an emissary to the capital, or let us know that the gates will be open to our own emissary.
Randyll Tarly, Lord of Horn Hill, Hand of King Aegon Targaryen
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 1, 2020 21:35:03 GMT -5
Edmure has the Kingslayer bathed and fed and then orders him to the late Lord Hoster's solar.
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Edmure calls his uncle and Lord Tytos Blackwood to Riverrun's war-room to discuss the taking of Seagard and the Twins
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 1, 2020 21:35:44 GMT -5
(Reposted from previous Riverrun thread) When Edmure returns to Riverrun he finds a letter that arrived since it was captured It has come into the knowledge of the Crown through parties in the Riverlands that Riverrun has fallen to a band claiming to be led by the Ghost of Lady Catelyn Stark, nee Tully. It is the intention of the Crown to restore House Tully to the Lord Paramountcy. If Riverrun's current occupants are truly loyal to House Tully, then send an emissary to the capital, or let us know that the gates will be open to our own emissary.
Randyll Tarly, Lord of Horn Hill, Hand of King Aegon TargaryenEdmure grabs the letter, reads it and then throws it in the fire.
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Post by AxBrew Sunster on Jul 1, 2020 22:01:22 GMT -5
Brynden arrives in the war-room at the request of Edmure, having shaved and dressed in a new, clean doublet.
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Post by oznerol on Jul 2, 2020 2:51:52 GMT -5
While he was crossing the Riverlands Walder heard about the summons issued by Lord Tully, who seemingly was again in his ancestral seat of Riverrun, instead of proceeding to Darry -Seven know what was transpiring in there- Frey turned hells before reaching the God's Eye and marched to Tully instead, arriving there one afternoon; the men where camped in the vicinity, under a fiery stag banner; one never was sure if the animosity towards his family name would lead the Rivermen into slaughtering his hired swords and retainers. But, he rode in the company of his handful knights to the gates of Riverrun and within wall's sight he raised a banner with three quarters: Frey, Lannister and Darry, once at a yelling distance of the battlements he claims to be Red Walder Frey, nephew by marriage of Lord Edmure, and a friend of his, pledging his swords to the man as his bannerman and kinsman. Even if he managed his voice not to shake much he could feel his bowels moving inside out and the urge of having a shit large enough to clog a latrine.
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Some time prior, a few days mayhaps, a formidable woman with golden hair appeared at Edmure's solar, complaining about her imprisonment at the hands of an undead thing and yelling that she had to mourn a son and a husband because of the said abomination. She even slaps a guardsman that dared to grab her shapely thick arm calling him a vagrant. She claims to be Genna of House Lannister. She wears enough red to make several pairs of curtains, for Genna was a large woman and wide of waist.
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Post by Royal Joker on Jul 2, 2020 3:59:17 GMT -5
Lord Tytos Blackwood arrives at Lord Tully's solar together with the Blackfish.
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 10:38:14 GMT -5
Lord Tytos Blackwood arrives at Lord Tully's solar together with the Blackfish.
"Lord Uncle, Lord Blackwood. We've got no time to lose. I'll give command of two thousand men to each of you; Tytos, you'll besiege the Western Twins and, Uncle, you'll do the same with the Eastern Twins." He points at the castles in the map "Demand their surrender. I intend to grant them a fair trial; tell them that. If they refuse, do start the siege. Avoid any bloodshed if possible. I am sick and tired of Riverlander blood being spilled between our own."
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 10:46:50 GMT -5
Some time prior, a few days mayhaps, a formidable woman with golden hair appeared at Edmure's solar, complaining about her imprisonment at the hands of an undead thing and yelling that she had to mourn a son and a husband because of the said abomination. She even slaps a guardsman that dared to grab her shapely thick arm calling him a vagrant. She claims to be Genna of House Lannister. She wears enough red to make several pairs of curtains, for Genna was a large woman and wide of waist. "Lady Genna, my condolences for your losses. We are all still a bit confused about what happened."
Edmure gestured the large woman to sit while a servant poured wine for them. "You are free to write to Casterly Rock. If a suitable ransom is paid, I'll be happy to have you escorted to the Golden Tooth. If not, well, there are plenty of rooms here in Riverrun and rest assured you'll be treated fairly until you decide what to do."
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 10:48:19 GMT -5
While he was crossing the Riverlands Walder heard about the summons issued by Lord Tully, who seemingly was again in his ancestral seat of Riverrun, instead of proceeding to Darry -Seven know what was transpiring in there- Frey turned hells before reaching the God's Eye and marched to Tully instead, arriving there one afternoon; the men where camped in the vicinity, under a fiery stag banner; one never was sure if the animosity towards his family name would lead the Rivermen into slaughtering his hired swords and retainers. But, he rode in the company of his handful knights to the gates of Riverrun and within wall's sight he raised a banner with three quarters: Frey, Lannister and Darry, once at a yelling distance of the battlements he claims to be Red Walder Frey, nephew by marriage of Lord Edmure, and a friend of his, pledging his swords to the man as his bannerman and kinsman. Even if he managed his voice not to shake much he could feel his bowels moving inside out and the urge of having a shit large enough to clog a latrine. Hundreds of knights ride out of Riverrun Castle, they surround Walder's party and demand his immediate surrender
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Post by oznerol on Jul 2, 2020 11:13:13 GMT -5
Some time prior, a few days mayhaps, a formidable woman with golden hair appeared at Edmure's solar, complaining about her imprisonment at the hands of an undead thing and yelling that she had to mourn a son and a husband because of the said abomination. She even slaps a guardsman that dared to grab her shapely thick arm calling him a vagrant. She claims to be Genna of House Lannister. She wears enough red to make several pairs of curtains, for Genna was a large woman and wide of waist. "Lady Genna, my condolences for your losses. We are all still a bit confused about what happened."
Edmure gestured the large woman to sit while a servant poured wine for them. "You are free to write to Casterly Rock. If a suitable ransom is paid, I'll be happy to have you escorted to the Golden Tooth. If not, well, there are plenty of rooms here in Riverrun and rest assured you'll be treated fairly until you decide what to do." "That undead thing hanged my boy, a strapping lad that was shy of his five and twentieth year. Recently married. And he hung from these battlements, along my husband and several of his kinsmen, Seven Hells take them all, and my brother for planning that butcher's work of a wedding of yours"
She didn't wear make up and what she wore was ruined. "I paid in blood with three of my fours sons in this war, none had a hand in anything. Cleos died at the hands of bandits doing your sister's handwork, Tion had his throat slit by a Northman while he was a prisoner and Lyonel hung before my eyes because of your cursed sisters. And you dare asking me for ransom? I paid in blood, dearly, pound by pound of my flesh, Lord Tully"Genna yelled and roared like an angry lioness. "I don't ask for pity, least so for you, if it depended on my that charade of threatening to hang you would have actually ended with you hanging like a ripe fruit, because I'm thrice the man my husband was. But... you... Lord Edmure of Riverrun..."She was overflowing her bodice. "You never did something on your own, you ran to Stannis like a meek child to recover your castle and you didn't even besiege it, you had that... thing helping you out. You didn't use your sword, you didn't have to think or plan or do anything, just went with the flow, missing every arrow and yet you hit the mark because you had others thinking for you and bleeding for you. So, don't you dare, Lord Tully of saying you will treat me fairly when you plan to have my weight in gold, stepping on corpses that others killed for you"
--- Walder is baffled by the response, but he surrenders his arms, despite he was coming to parley.
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 11:23:44 GMT -5
"Lady Genna, my condolences for your losses. We are all still a bit confused about what happened."
Edmure gestured the large woman to sit while a servant poured wine for them. "You are free to write to Casterly Rock. If a suitable ransom is paid, I'll be happy to have you escorted to the Golden Tooth. If not, well, there are plenty of rooms here in Riverrun and rest assured you'll be treated fairly until you decide what to do." "That undead thing hanged my boy, a strapping lad that was shy of his five and twentieth year. Recently married. And he hung from these battlements, along my husband and several of his kinsmen, Seven Hells take them all, and my brother for planning that butcher's work of a wedding of yours"
She didn't wear make up and what she wore was ruined. "I paid in blood with three of my fours sons in this war, none had a hand in anything. Cleos died at the hands of bandits doing your sister's handwork, Tion had his throat slit by a Northman while he was a prisoner and Lyonel hung before my eyes because of your cursed sisters. And you dare asking me for ransom? I paid in blood, dearly, pound by pound of my flesh, Lord Tully"Genna yelled and roared like an angry lioness. "I don't ask for pity, least so for you, if it depended on my that charade of threatening to hang you would have actually ended with you hanging like a ripe fruit, because I'm thrice the man my husband was. But... you... Lord Edmure of Riverrun..."She was overflowing her bodice. "You never did something on your own, you ran to Stannis like a meek child to recover your castle and you didn't even besiege it, you had that... thing helping you out. You didn't use your sword, you didn't have to think or plan or do anything, just went with the flow, missing every arrow and yet you hit the mark because you had others thinking for you and bleeding for you. So, don't you dare, Lord Tully of saying you will treat me fairly when you plan to have my weight in gold, stepping on corpses that others killed for you" Edmure sighs and sips his wine. Why did he seem attract these sort of people? Loud, dramatic and insufferable. "Lovely theatrics, Lady Genna. I can see why your nephew is so fond of you."
The Lord of Riverrun rises and walks to the solar's balcony "I'll tell Maester Vyman to allow you to use the rookery. You're excused."
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 11:27:16 GMT -5
Walder is baffled by the response, but he surrenders his arms, despite he was coming to parley. He's thrown into a dark cell, similar to the one that used to house the Kingslayer. After what it feels like a day to Walder, the cell doors open and the Lord of Riverrun appears "Your banner has the arms of three houses, two which are not welcomed in the Riverlands and one that is extinct. Care to explain me why?"
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Post by oznerol on Jul 2, 2020 11:36:13 GMT -5
"That undead thing hanged my boy, a strapping lad that was shy of his five and twentieth year. Recently married. And he hung from these battlements, along my husband and several of his kinsmen, Seven Hells take them all, and my brother for planning that butcher's work of a wedding of yours"
She didn't wear make up and what she wore was ruined. "I paid in blood with three of my fours sons in this war, none had a hand in anything. Cleos died at the hands of bandits doing your sister's handwork, Tion had his throat slit by a Northman while he was a prisoner and Lyonel hung before my eyes because of your cursed sisters. And you dare asking me for ransom? I paid in blood, dearly, pound by pound of my flesh, Lord Tully"Genna yelled and roared like an angry lioness. "I don't ask for pity, least so for you, if it depended on my that charade of threatening to hang you would have actually ended with you hanging like a ripe fruit, because I'm thrice the man my husband was. But... you... Lord Edmure of Riverrun..."She was overflowing her bodice. "You never did something on your own, you ran to Stannis like a meek child to recover your castle and you didn't even besiege it, you had that... thing helping you out. You didn't use your sword, you didn't have to think or plan or do anything, just went with the flow, missing every arrow and yet you hit the mark because you had others thinking for you and bleeding for you. So, don't you dare, Lord Tully of saying you will treat me fairly when you plan to have my weight in gold, stepping on corpses that others killed for you" Edmure sighs and sips his wine. Why did he seem attract these sort of people? Loud, dramatic and insufferable. "Lovely theatrics, Lady Genna. I can see why your nephew is so fond of you."
The Lord of Riverrun rises and walks to the solar's balcony "I'll tell Maester Vyman to allow you to use the rookery. You're excused." Genna puffs her cheeks, she looks about to slap Edmure with her jewelled hand, but she did not. Lannister just grabs an inkpot and slams it again a wall, breaking it and spoiling the painted surface. She leaves, wrathful. Rot in one of the seven hells, floppy trout. I shall see you dead, will carve your heart out.--- Walder sighed. "Uncle Ed, what a chilly welcome party to your favorite nephew. I expected to have venison and Arbor Gold, not pissing in a bucket"He said, sardonically. "I can hardly see my nose in this shithole of a cell"He gestured, like trying to find it in his face. Frey then replies about his banner. "I don't know, you tell me, maybe because my father is -was- a Frey, my mother is a Lannister and I've been handed down the lordship of Darry"
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Post by Pinkerton on Jul 2, 2020 12:01:13 GMT -5
Walder sighed. "Uncle Ed, what a chilly welcome party to your favorite nephew. I expected to have venison and Arbor Gold, not pissing in a bucket"He said, sardonically. "I can hardly see my nose in this shithole of a cell"He gestured, like trying to find it in his face. Frey then replies about his banner. "I don't know, you tell me, maybe because my father is -was- a Frey, my mother is a Lannister and I've been handed down the lordship of Darry" "Oh, yeah, the bucket might have been a bit too much. I apologize." Edmure laughs "Handed down by whom, may I ask? I was under the impression Darry is sworn to Riverrun and thus the Lord of Riverrun who'd decide on those matters."
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