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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 12, 2015 19:43:07 GMT -5
The Harbor of Dragonstone, quite large for the population of the island. A bustling trade is always in evidence here, as ships use the island as a resting and refueling point.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 12, 2015 19:44:55 GMT -5
The Iron Titans are currently marshaling here, readying for the long voyage to the Stepstones. The recruiters are in the small town looking for sword and oarsman, and the captains are readying the ships.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 12, 2015 19:49:58 GMT -5
Ayallah of Yunkai had been working as a guard for a trade vessel but her contract had been ended on Dragonstone. She'd been pissed off at the man for that, but what could you do. For the past week she'd been staying at a tavern, waiting for someone to hire on to. When Uhtred's recruiters found her she was only too happy to join up.
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 12, 2015 20:48:02 GMT -5
A man with a rusty sword strapped to his hip signs up with Farwynd's men. He is a portly figure that looks tough. When asked for his name he says 'Bert'. He isn't very talkative and only answers in brief sentences. He might appear stupid but his friends know he's probably not. Asked if he can pull an oar or fight he says, 'Both.'
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Post by Lord Rykker on Mar 13, 2015 16:22:12 GMT -5
The fleet sails for the Stepstones. Captains bark out orders and sails are raised as the Titans, one by one, slip their moorings and head south, away from the oncoming winter and towards warmer waters. The more promising recruits are quartered on the Dark Dawn.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 10:54:22 GMT -5
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As the Iron Fleet's escort carries Prince Killion to the island, he can see a fair sized force at the harbor, and thousands of soldiers milling about, rebuilding the port town. The castle looks like bits of it have been melted. The banners of the city of Pentos fly everywhere, and from the old fortress a massive yellow banner hangs. Nowhere is the black dragon head of Vhagus in evidence, but then, it seldom seems to appear.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 11:54:04 GMT -5
King Harren's Revenge lays anchor, it's captain and crew disembarking. Prince Killion was flanked on either side by Ragnar Drumm and Menion Saltcliffe. His crew was allowed to disembark as well, with the remaining Ironborn remaining on the ships. Seeing as his father would not be present for the ceremony, Killion figured his crew was the closest thing to family.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 27, 2015 13:03:28 GMT -5
Lord Drumm's Serpent Breath arrives with the prince. His crew were in good spirits because a wedding went drink and women but Ragnar was not in the best of moods because he didn't trust Vhagus or his kin.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 14:10:29 GMT -5
A small delegation comes to greet him. In front is a young woman with the black and red and platinum cloak of Vhagus Targaryen on her shoulders. She is tall, just an inch or so shorter than the prince, and slim but with an athletic build. She curtsies in her short but modesty-preserving dress. "Prince Killion," she says with a hint of a smirk. "I'm Tristessa Targaryen."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 14:27:04 GMT -5
"Well met, Princess Tristessa." he kissed her hand, flashing his sharkish smile in approval of his betrothed, finding some apparent amusement in the knowledge she would not lose the title with their marriage. "How does it feel to be home again in the keep your ancestors built?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 14:34:54 GMT -5
"I'd have thought they'd make it fireproof," she joked. "Rather ugly. Quite suits the Baratheons, though." She looks to his flotilla. "I do hope we rule more than this," she said with amusement. "But I like this flagship."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 14:43:41 GMT -5
"This is but a tiny fraction of the Iron Fleet, serving as my escort." he assured her, motioning to what was still likely a larger fleet than most high lords commanded. "The rest guard our new holdings in Tyrosh against Myrish incursion and secure the Stepstones."
"She is mine, King Harren's Revenge." he said proudly, as the Targaryen admired his flagship. He took some small amusement in the resemblance between the charred half-melted figurehead of the ship and the walls of Dragonstone. He wondered if that is what the towers of Harrenhal had looked like after Balerion had scorched them.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 14:47:51 GMT -5
"Good," she said. "I may be frightfully arrogant but a fleet such as yours led by men so....dangerous is something I find highly erotic." Se licks her lips. "If we're going to complete our tour of my family's lands, we should visit King's Landing."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 27, 2015 14:53:32 GMT -5
Ragnar bowed politely to the princess then stood back to let her converse with the prince. In the meantime, he surveyed his surroundings with much curiosity.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 14:57:10 GMT -5
"The typical response has been terror, but I can certainly work with arousal." he smirked, intrigued. "I cannot wait to see the effect our Iron Fortresses have upon you."
"I am certain there are more fitting places for a honeymoon than King's Landing, but I would not deny my bride her desire. Our reach extends each passing day. The Blackwater will be ours soon enough."
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