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Post by pontifex on Jun 15, 2020 18:13:02 GMT -5
Lyonel Frey alone with thirty or so retainers, arrive at Seaguard, a short distance from the Twins. It had been an easy journey despite the colder weather. Lyonel was well provisioned, and a minstrel had joined their party going south and provided some well needed entertainment. The chorus of "the bear and the maiden fair" was currently rising above the sound of the running river that was bending southward from the road. Despite this merriment, Lyonel kept his look-out. Brigands still roamed freely, but perhaps not for much longer. Lyonel was a more agreeable man than most of his brothers, a rare personality among the Freys. He had more of Lord Walder's cunning than Black Walder's pure brutishness, yet he knew his mission would be a difficult one. The Mallisters were still under house arrest as it were, but perhaps his proposal would be a welcome way out of their diminished status in the Riverlands.
Lyonel Frey
Resilience - 2 (3)
Charisma - 3
Intelligence -2
Authority - 3
(4)
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Post by Gandalf on Jun 17, 2020 10:47:22 GMT -5
They were received into the Mallister Castle - not surprising, as it was still garrisoned with Freys. Patrek Mallister had been surrendered to the Crown's custody, but Lord Jason still remained in the keep, essentially a prisoner in his own castle. Lyonel Frey was escorted into the company of the scowling Lord of Seagard, who continued to enjoy his supper rather than acknowledge the presence of his guest.
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Post by pontifex on Jun 17, 2020 17:33:00 GMT -5
"Lord Jason!" He said as he entered, sitting himself down, smiling. "I come bearing some good news for you." He began. "I have pleaded with my father and I believe I have come up with a plan that may begin to start healing wounds in the Riverlands, if you could hear me out."
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Post by Gandalf on Jun 17, 2020 19:13:44 GMT -5
"Go on, then, Ser Weasel."
Lord Jason said, in between mouthfuls of venison. Mallister was an older man, with flecks of grey in his hair. But he was still broad shouldered and powerful.
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Post by pontifex on Jun 17, 2020 19:22:39 GMT -5
"Ser...Weasel?" he asked. The grin never left his face. "Is that what you said?"
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Post by Gandalf on Jun 17, 2020 19:26:36 GMT -5
"Whatever your name is. You all look the same. All called Walder."
Mallister waved a hand in dismissal, downing his mug of wine.
"What is your plan, then? If you could stop spying on me in my own castle, that would be a good start."
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Post by pontifex on Jun 17, 2020 19:32:38 GMT -5
Lyonel pushed his seat back, and advanced upon Lord Jason. He punched the man several times in the face with his mailed fist.
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Post by Gandalf on Jun 17, 2020 19:41:31 GMT -5
The first punch landed, smacking Mallister's jaw, likely knocking a few teeth.
"You hit like a girl, Weasel." Jason spat back through bloodied teeth, rising and headbutting Frey in the face. Lyonel's nose was probably broken. The guards, both Mallister and Frey men, pulled the respective lords off one another.
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Post by pontifex on Jun 17, 2020 20:32:50 GMT -5
Frey stood. "Kill him, and his whelp." He drew his own sword and moved to cut down Jason.
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Post by Gandalf on Jun 17, 2020 20:41:09 GMT -5
The Lord of Seagard was cut down, along with his men. For what it’s worth, the castle now belonged to Frey.
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