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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 10:54:56 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. The guard shrugs. "Not sure, m'lord; it's staying pretty quiet out there. Everyone is sticking to their own camps for now, afraid to make a move, I'd guess." |
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 11:00:24 GMT -5
"R'hllor will guide us good man. Gather a few men we will walk to the Ironborn camps. No hostilities other then the Tournament will be today" He says going off to find his brother.
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 12, 2012 12:28:54 GMT -5
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They got back from their trip on the goldlands camp... It was already dark. "My lord, I must beg my leave..." He turned and went to his pavillion.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 13, 2012 10:16:44 GMT -5
The next day Robert Dondarrion calls fourth any of lords that have arrived at the camp to the large meeting tent to discuss the events that have recently occurred.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 15:09:52 GMT -5
Technically he doesn't have the authority to do so, but a few lords from across the Kingsland show up for gossip or legitimate discussion, among them Naran Rykker and Jon Celtigar, the Master of Ships.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 13, 2012 15:19:28 GMT -5
OOC: Well he called for them, not demanded them to be be there so it was more of a request then a direct order he did not mean to use any authority out of it.
"Lord Rykker and Lord Celtigar, Glad for you to be safe among the camps. I trust both of your families are safe after the chaos?" He asks with a light smile.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 15:22:00 GMT -5
"They are safe at Claw Isle, Lord Robert," Jon answered. He was a sober, austere man of thirty, renowned for his loathing of any religion not involving his Red god, and his ability to command a fleet. "These shenanigans with the Ironborn and the northmen have gotten well out of hand."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 13, 2012 15:31:45 GMT -5
He nods. "Lucky I was able to defuse our men and keep at least somewhat peace with the Ironborn, however I do not believe I am the only one who think the wheels of war are beginning to turn again." He says looking to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 15:33:45 GMT -5
"They seldom stop. Although, the sand-dwellers remain our primary concern. What the tree-kneelers do with the ironmen and Goldlanders bothers me not at all." He spits on the ground.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 13, 2012 15:37:04 GMT -5
"Well if war with the Goldlands begin to start we will need to worry about the Tyrells should they grow bolder, I am sure." He says tapping his chin. "But yes Dorne is our main issue, and I am afraid that Blackhaven can not withstand an assault for long if they decide to attack."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 15:39:44 GMT -5
"The north will keep the Goldlands plenty busy, and anyway Lord Tyrell and King Lannister can bugger themselves. They'll lose confidence once I turn their Arbor Fleet into a burned offering to Rh'lorr." Lord Naran raises an eyebrow at the lightning lord's last comment.
"Has Blackhaven weakened since last I saw it, then? It should be able to hold off all of Dorne for at least a month, even if they massed."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 13, 2012 15:43:45 GMT -5
"We only have a simple three thousand men, The Dorne at the pale pass have much more and not including the men at Darksong. It does not take a fool man to worry of his home." He says. "However we will stand strong, with the defenses I have built and the time I have put into my men. We will be able to hold enough. But I still worry." He admits.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 21:08:37 GMT -5
Celtigar just spits on the ground again, chewing sunflower seeds. "No sense in worrying. I hardly think Lord Batatheon will let you fight alone.'
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 14, 2012 6:45:37 GMT -5
"My lords... Hate to interrupt" Jon entered the pavilion. "Lord Arlong sent me first to tell his arrival will be a bit delayed... He had some problems..."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2012 6:54:17 GMT -5
"Good. The Stepstones' counsel could prove useful."
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