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Karhold
Jul 29, 2020 9:31:47 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Jul 29, 2020 9:31:47 GMT -5
 A sturdy square keep built high up in the Grey Cliffs, Karhold has stood for a thousand years as the seat of Karlon Stark’s line. Their lands run from the Shivering Sea to the mouth of the Last River, and they count a dozen petty lords and a hundred clan chiefs as their bannermen. For the present, Karhold is also home to around two hundred Thenns, the followers of the Magnar Sigorn who passed beneath the Wall and married Alys Karstark. The rest of them live in the New Gift on lands granted to them by Stannis Baratheon. Both the white sunburst of Karstark and the bronze disc of Thenn flutter from the battlements. With Winter here, the Thenns and subjects of the Karstarks flock to take shelter either within or without the thick curtain walls, the small village in the shadow of the castle full to bursting. Those who could not find shelter have made the perilous journey to Winter-Town. Household:
Lord Harrion Karstark (27)
Lady Bethany Blackwood (16)
Torrhen Karstark (to be born; golden god and a skinchanger)
Alys Karstark (19)
Sigorn of the Thenns (28)
Brandon Karstark, the lord’s cousin (32)
Rickard Karstark the lord’s cousin (35)
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Karhold
Aug 3, 2020 12:37:28 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Aug 3, 2020 12:37:28 GMT -5
Rickon Umber arrived at Karhold with the backing of some bodyguards.
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Karhold
Aug 4, 2020 10:48:10 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Aug 4, 2020 10:48:10 GMT -5
Karhold's gates warily swing open, the son of the Lord of Last Hearth is greeted by a number of men in furs and mail. A warrior in bronze leads them, his burnished helm decorated with a plume of wolf's fur.
"What brings you here?"
He speaks haltingly, and with a thick accent that sounded alien to Rickon's ears.
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Karhold
Aug 4, 2020 11:25:37 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Aug 4, 2020 11:25:37 GMT -5
Rickon was taken aback, these did not look to be Northmen but dreaded men from beyond the wall.
"I come for the Karstarks" he replied coldly. As if any of these idiots could miss the banner of the Umbers. Umber added "I seek to speak with them." while he thought about how the North was taken by all the wildling clans there are.
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Karhold
Aug 4, 2020 12:02:00 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Aug 4, 2020 12:02:00 GMT -5
"Karstark." The man in bronze gave a pause and a nod. "My lady Karstark." He added, gesturing towards the great hall. A few of the men watched Rickon with wary eyes, keeping their hands on the hilts of their blades.
"Sigorn, Magnar of Thenn." He pointed to himself, then at Umber. "You?"
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Karhold
Aug 4, 2020 14:15:35 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Aug 4, 2020 14:15:35 GMT -5
The hot breath of Rickon made clouds in the cold, harsh weather that was home to the North. Rickon looked from the left to the right. These fucking thenns.
"Rickon Umber, son of Greatjon Umber." he eventually replied, pieces of his beard frozen.
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Post by Gandalf on Aug 5, 2020 5:51:51 GMT -5
"Come." Said the Thenn, leading Umber into Karhold's square keep of icy stone. Hearths roared in every corner, and on the longtable bread, salt and ale were soon laid out for her guest. A willowy woman in grey and black came out to greet them, tall and slender with a long face, grey eyes, and dark hair that fell down in a braid to her lower back.
"Lord Umber." She curtsied, and then took the arm of the man in bronze. "Welcome to Karhold. Alas, my brother has not yet returned from the south, so his business is mine for the time being."
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Karhold
Aug 5, 2020 13:28:58 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Aug 5, 2020 13:28:58 GMT -5
Rickon was taken a back, what had happened here?
"Eh..." Rickon said in an unusual moment of Umber silence. "When will your brother return?" he finally asked..
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Karhold
Aug 5, 2020 13:49:02 GMT -5
Post by Gandalf on Aug 5, 2020 13:49:02 GMT -5
"Soon." Replied Lady Karstark, with a frown. Sigorn took his seat at the table and began to eat and drink, oblivious to any tension with the new arrival. "What has brought you to seek him, Umber?"
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Karhold
Aug 6, 2020 12:04:58 GMT -5
Post by FieldMarshal Bismarck on Aug 6, 2020 12:04:58 GMT -5
Rickon remained seated, staring at the thenn. After snapping out of the stare he turned to the lady and said "I wish to march north and find the Lord Commander of the nights watch. Together with your brother I had hoped. Considering the good relations between our houses." Or at least the good relations they had in the past.. freaking wildlings in The North.
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Post by Gandalf on Aug 7, 2020 7:34:39 GMT -5
"Find him? Where is he?" Asked Alys, rather puzzled. "What men we have spare are defending Karhold, my lord, but I am certain my brother will join you with whatever he can muster once he returns."
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