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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:35:54 GMT -5
He narrows his eyes, he walks over to a fire and kneels looking into the flames. Letting blood drip down his hand.
(Roll Firecalling/Fire Sight)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:37:52 GMT -5
As soon as he tries, he gets a massive sense of shock. the flames seem to be appearing everywhere, from a sept in a small village nearby to what seems to be the castle itself. It is impossible to get a precise vision with the surge of activity.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:40:27 GMT -5
He growls and stands. He looks to his brother and shakes his head. "The Keep seems to be having a large event...so does many events nearby. Let us go to the North before deciding what to do next." He says signaling his men.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:50:51 GMT -5
The camp of the north is slowly organizing under Lord Fillmore Corbray's command. He notes the new arrivals with suspicion but lets them near. He is perhaps thirty, handsome, lean, and muscled from years of fighting. "Lord Dondarrion, would that we met under better circumstances."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:52:53 GMT -5
"Likewise...I understand that your men have said another group, not the Iron Born have taken these Highborn Women...can you explain that to us? We wish to do the best we can for them." He says looking to Lord Fillmore.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 21:07:56 GMT -5
"We'd tell you if we knew. King Terrence Stark told us to stand down on the Ironborn." Corbray doesn't seem pleased by the decision. Not one bit.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 21:14:07 GMT -5
"Gather your men, I sense a disturbance in the Keep and out in the Feilds, I am going to the keep to investigate." He says and turns to his men. "Raymund with me the rest of you I want you to scout out the areas and farms around Mason Keep." He says. "Raymund, you and about twenty men are with me. Move out!" He yells to his men.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 21:49:08 GMT -5
"Sense a disturbance?" Lord Corbray shrugs and holds to his orders. "Ser Justin Mallister is out north sweeping the forest with two hundred men."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 21:50:44 GMT -5
He nods. "Good, with any luck I do not want this to end in war. I hope our next meeting will be on friendlier tides." He says with a bow making his way to Mason Keep.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 22:51:06 GMT -5
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Heading back to the tent Robert orders the men to take double shifts guarding the tents of the Kingsland and asks that they come get him as soon as the King has returned.
Robert returns to his tent, he had decided it was best to leave his wife back in Blackhaven due to her past he did not want her getting hurt. He felt this was going to be a restless night and eventually going to sleep for the night.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 23:36:17 GMT -5
The King returns about midway through the next morning, his retinue heading at full speed to figure out what had happened at Mason Keep. He summons Lord Robert immediately.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 23:38:54 GMT -5
Robert wakes and nods to the messenger. He makes his way to Mason Keep.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 0:31:22 GMT -5
Returning to the camp Robert walks up to one of the guards. "Anything new?" He asks looking around.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 0:43:07 GMT -5
"They found those ladies I guess, my lord. Sounds like hell of a fight went down." The guard sighs. "The Ironborn are comin' back, some of em, and furious at the looting. The irony, right?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 0:51:11 GMT -5
He nods. "Indeed, you can always bet that the Ironborn to be angry with most of what they do occurs to them. I suppose we should greet the returning Ironlanders. Anything that needs my attention?" He asks.
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