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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 15, 2012 17:50:58 GMT -5
"When I return to Highgarden, I will speak to Lord Tyrell about such a mission." replied Harys. "If the Ironborn should possess such a ship, then the rest of Westeros would tremble. For now though I shall complete my own mission."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Dec 22, 2012 16:25:49 GMT -5
Over the next day or so, Harys resupplies his ships and taking Lord Hewett's extra eight ships on offer, moves north along the coast.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 12, 2015 14:32:06 GMT -5
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With an amphibious assault against Lannisport suicidal, Killion ordered his fleet south to join their strength to Lord Reaver Theon Harlaw's in the the Shield Islands. The delight of having sunk the Western Fleet turned to ash in his mouth as he came accross Ironborn vessels fleeing some great battle. He questioned one of the fleeing captains on what had occurred.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 12, 2015 14:38:18 GMT -5
Lord Drumm joined the prince for the questioning. Red Rain was sheathed at his side and his arms were folded across his chest.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 12, 2015 15:20:07 GMT -5
The man has a huge bandage over an eye and is missing two fingers, clearly a new development. "Well, y'see, my prince, the Hewetts sent their ships at us, all fifty of'em, and we met hard a few miles north of Greyshield. We took'em like the dogs they are, then the Lord Captain sent the corsairs and galleys to snatch the castles, plunder and the ladies and all, but I guess it was all a trick. Even the Serrys didn't know what was goin on, I was halfway inside the eldest daughter when I hear that there's a fleet coming. I get up, run the wench to my boat, and by the Drowned God himself we see a hundred or more ships bearing down. The Lord Captain had his galleons split up covering the landings, and that son of a bitch Redwyne found his flagship first off, then had pitch and arrows of fire burn it right to the hulk. When they went to swim they chummed the waters with dead fish to bring in the sharks...and well, I guess that's how it ended. Once he died the Reachman turned to the other galleons and weren't no place for a mere galley captain like me to help. They were supposed to be enemies," he said, as though he couldn't believe anyone would find the Iron Fleet more dangerous.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 12, 2015 15:39:38 GMT -5
Killion gritted his teeth as the captain told his tale, stone-faced as he described the carnage that befell such a sizable portion of his fleet. He swore his uncle would be avenged, but at least took some small comfort that he was feasting in the Drowned God's Hall now.
He ordered his fleet to finish what Harlaw had started. They sailed for the shields, sending out scouting vessels to search for sign or word on where Redwyne's Fleet had gone after the battle.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 12, 2015 15:43:02 GMT -5
At the Shields, the encounter a great host of ships, and two burning castles, but no Arbor Fleet. Greyshield and Southshield remain untouched, and Oakenshield seems to be holding out.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 12, 2015 15:49:29 GMT -5
Killon signals that he wishes a word with the leaders of the fleets, picking out the banners of his father, Farwynd, and Saim.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Apr 12, 2015 17:48:05 GMT -5
Uhtred comes directly from the storming of Oakenshield. His armor is slightly battered, and there is blood on his fur, yet his axe is clean and already sharpened. The man is big, his lower face hidden by a harsh braided beard. His grey-blue eyes are tired as he pulls himself up onto the deck of the King Harrens Revenge. He is dressed plainly, armor under a gray fur lined cloak. No rings decorate his finger, nor is there any gold on him, his axe the only accessory he has. "I am Uhtred."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Apr 12, 2015 17:50:59 GMT -5
Quentyn arrives, looking cheerful. Gone was the finery he'd worn at Riverrun, he merely sported his armor and weapons.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 12, 2015 17:53:35 GMT -5
Ragnar was present as well, armed and armoured, Red Rain at his side.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Apr 12, 2015 18:11:25 GMT -5
Uhtred faces the two captains squarely, glancing back as the other ships move in to what was now a captains conference. He leans on his greataxe like a cane "You know me, let me know you now." he says to the two "I've... been away from the Isles for awhile."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 12, 2015 18:20:16 GMT -5
"Drumm of Old Wyk," Ragnar said, touching the pommel of his blade as he did so. "Well met, my lord."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Apr 12, 2015 18:20:51 GMT -5
"Quentyn Cleftjaw. Balon's son." He told Farwynd. "But he died a few years back."
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Post by Marlow on Apr 12, 2015 18:21:16 GMT -5
Harwyn let out a laugh as he stepped in, crossing his arms. He bore no new wounds or blood, indicating the failure at Lannisport. "Clearly you've made your return well known."
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