Arbor

[The Forgotten God]

The six look at each other and shrug. 'Of course, my lord," Evelynn says.

[Leona Redwyne]

Ragnar calls to the men to escort his new thralls back to the bulk of their force.

[Marlow]

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With the assistance of his ever-faithful steward, Harwyn begins the process of returning Redwyne keep and the nearby town to occupational standards, using what thralls and capable mercenaries they had with them, although the Ironborn core of the Brothers were excluded from the work, instead training. The work is overseen by Farrigar, who also inspects the shipyards for damage.

[Farrigar- Governing: 50, Fortifications: 40]

[Lord Rykker]

Uhtred will asist Farrigar, using his experience with trading to restart the harbors business. The Ironborn may not be much for trading, but with the Arbor being raided it was a perfect excuse to raise the prices on any vineyards that could still produce, and the stores left. There was a killing to be made, and Uhtred saw no reason not to take advantage of it.

Trade 40

[Leona Redwyne]

Meanwhile, Freya Drumm patrols around the island in her ship Wicked Grace, looking for any signs of enemy or merchant activity.

[Lord Rykker]

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The Iron Fleet arrives at the Arbor in all its glory

OOC: Michigan told me to do this

[Kurts]

Prince Killion, now Lord Captain of the Iron Fleet, disembarked from his ship and made straight for the lord's solar in Redwyne Keep. Though it was now Pol Greyjoy's seat, he had to enjoy a moment to revel in now ruling a place he had once been fostered at. He opened a secret compartment in the lord's desk, expecting to find the decanter of Arbor Red his foster father had always kept. Instead, there was a bottle of northern whiskey awaiting him. He smirked, realizing that Lord Shaun had replaced it with something he actually enjoyed. The two had snuck into this very solar in their youth, mischievous teens, stealing and drinking the entirety of the elder Lord Redwyne's fine hidden vintage until they both threw up. From that day forward, Shaun infamously never touched the drink his lands were so famous for, the very smell making him nauseous. Killion chuckled at the memory, taking a gulp from the bottle, before remembering the foster brother of his youth was now his hated foe.

He hurled the bottled against the wall and called in his captains.

(Private Board Guys)

[Lord Rykker]

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Uhtred has his ships begin preparations to move, seeing that the harbor does maintenance on the massive ironborn fleet that had just arrived. He'll unload the provisions they'd been storing up and began getting the fleet ready to sail.

[Kurts]

When the fleet is refit and repaired and all commanders had returned from their assignments, they set sail.