Ser ernesto after wlking off simply waited outside court for the others to catch up. it was unwuse after all to walk in without the people he had been sent for. He simply wished that they would hurry up with their buisness.

"I think it did. My lord father didn't discuss it with me." Ashara replied to Maester Archibald. She followed after Ser Ernesto.

Godfrey gets his bearing together as there are some many in the courtyard and a few he does not recognize "Yes Bother I will gather some men and go back, I will also continue searching along the way back home and see if I can find more clues to this 'Bandit' mystery. Allow perhaps two from the 'Raven's Claws' to stay and protect you and the rest I will put on patrol between here and the north so your travels stay clear of trouble."

Godsfrey gives a few quick good byes to the Lords, and Ladies of the house and excuses himself as he begins to give orders to the men to prepare to leave at first light tomorrow.

Godfrey was hoping to see King's Landing but unfortunately someone needs to stay behind and make sure these 'Bandits' stay in check.

His possible relations with the ladies will have to wait.

In reply to Ashara Kolwyn (msg # 12):

"I'M Gerrin and I'm with him" pointing at Ser Hassan
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In reply to Ser Hassan Ravenhowe (msg # 14):

The Boy Just nods yes to almost every question.

Lord Perros, has called his wife Lady Tansa, his 3rd son Ronan, the master of the Hunt Makarios Lestat, Ser Ernesto Riquez, Archibald Sand, Ashara and her bodyguard Gabriel Laurent the Rain Drop Knight, as well as Ser Hassan Ravenhowe The Knight of Raven's Roost and his daughter Lady Fatimah Ravenhowe to sit in council this day.
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Ashara waves fondly after Ser Godfrey. "Farewell for now, good sir, I hope to see you when we return."
She smiles at Gerrin, and at her uncle for taking care of the child. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Gerrin. I'm happy to welcome you to Kolwyn Hold, my family's castle. If there is anything you need, I'll be happy to assist you"
Ashara curtsies to the assembled notables of House Kolwyn. "My lord father, my lady mother."

Ser ernesto took his seat at council acknowleging his lords presance with a sight nod. He then sat and waited for proceeding to begin.

As everyone invited makes their way to the council room, many notice not all the normal faces are here, .....


Lady Tansa sits in her usual spot in the center of the table, facing the window. Lord Perros seems to enjoy pacing the room and normally listens at the window and talks from there or walks the table, he rarely sits at the table.

Archibald, Makarios also have their favorite spots, and his sons sit to their mothers left closest to the Lords chair, and his daughters to their mothers right. The rest of the chairs are left to the others and they face the door or fireplace.

The table is filled with breads, fruits, and cheeses and the servants are ready with wine for those interested.

The room has a shield with the family crest and to swords crossing over the fireplace, and the walls without the window are cover with tapestries depicting battles of the Kowlyn family.

To the right and left of the fireplace are portraits of pass Lord of Kowlyn.

Taking his customary place across the empty chair from the Lords sons should Lord Perros sit and require his advice Master Archibald settles into the old familiar chair with a road weary comfort he is not ashamed to let show and waits, watching the others arrive and settle it, ready to watch the Lord pace back and forth a few times before anything actually starts.

Gabriel has no place at the Kolwyn's household table, his purpose here being one of a bodyguard rather than a family member or confidant. So instead he stood against the wall of the hall, maintaining his distance in a manner that seemed suitably respectful. Occasionally he glanced in Ashara's direction, though he was quick to send his eyes elsewhere - particularly if noticed.

Ser Hassan took his proper place at the table next to their lord. The boy Gerrin standing by his side. He waited for all the others to join them, looking around they were awaiting his daughter Fatimah still.

Ashara takes her seat to the right of her mother. She smiles at Ser Hassan and Gabriel, and idly snacks on a piece of bread while waiting for her father to begin.

"I have call you all here to inform you I have decided who will be going to King's Landing for the tournaments and wedding celebration."

"Makarios Lestat you will stay here with Percival, Gemia, select 2 of your best scouts and warriors to come with us."

"Ashara, & Gabriel you both will be traveling so finish getting ready."

"Ser Ernesto Riquez will be our personal house guard and watch over Lady Tansa, and Ronan, and Ronan you will not say a word about having a guard it will be necessary at the Landing."

Looking at his wife "Jadis will be sent to Kaldor, she has been to much trouble and we can not afford any scandals, I will ask Ser Godfrey Ravenhowe and his fine Knights to escort her and watch the boarder as they have always done for House Kolwyn." looking at Ashara "She will stay".

"Ser Hassan I also ask that you and few of your Knights, pick those that can control themselves in the Landing to also keep us safe."

"Ronan prepare half of our house guards and select of few others we leave in 4 days to reach Kings Landing before the events start. Bring enough we will be staying a few months."

"Archibald I know your proper place is here but I have to ask that you too come, your knowledge and wisdom will be second to none"

"If you have any concerns or commends, ... other then complaining" as he again looks at Ashara and then Ronan. "I look forward to hearing them"
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Offering advice in the form of consent, as is often the way of Maesters, Archibald offers no indication of surprise at the distribution of the house's various assets.  ”My place is of course by your side my lord, or as you determine me to be most useful to your house.”

"B-but, father! Please!" Ashara looks to be on the verge of tears. "I can't imagine going to such a place without Jadis! I promised I'd watch out for her and make sure we stayed out of trouble."

In reply to Ashara Kolwyn (msg # 30):

"Do not question your father Ashara," said Hassan in a stern voice, as he looks at her. "He has his reasons," looking at his brother-in-law he nodded. "I will bring a score of knights with us for protection, the rest will remain with Godfrey in Raven's Roost, Lady Aislin will come with us as well as my Daughter Fatimah. I also hope to bring this young man Gerrin here as a page, he'll work as one until he's old enough to squire properly."

The sound of Ashara's plaintive tears seemed to have woke Gabriel from his entranced vigil - the warrior stirred, like a statue suddenly come to life. He looked first to Ashara, then to Lord Perros, and finally to Ser Ravenhowe... His steel-clad gaze locking immediately onto the cause of the girl's distress. Finding it, and realizing its nature, the Raindrop Knight's stance shifted restlessly - shoulders rotating and hands stretching shod in plate clenching and unclenching at his side.

He risked one last glance in Ashara's direction, pale green eyes sympathetic through the veil of his helm.

"Yes, uncle." Ashara says in a quiet, meek voice. She pouts and gives her uncle a pleading look. It wasn't fair, to leave poor Jadis here. How could she enjoy herself in King's Landing knowing that her sister was so far away and lonely? She looks back to see Gabriel, and smiles softly, grateful for his sympathy.
"I"m happy to see you coming with use, Gerrin" she adds friendlily, not wanting her misfortunes to affect her kindness to House Kolwyn's guests..

Ser Ernesto had remained quiet wnatoing to hear what the people thought of the desicions as he himself had no opinion on the matter one way or the other. However he was boiling inside being reduced to simply guard duty. But it paid and so he was soon content with this.

"My Lord. In such a den of sin and corruption as kings landing, our enemies will be looking for weakness. Might it be a little more prudent to send as many men as we can spare to show that we are still strong. A win at the tornement would also help our cause" Ernesto added ignoring the social reasons everyone was giving and trying to keep to what was surely a serious matter.

In reply to Ser Ernesto Riquez (msg # 34):


"A win at the torny would be Good for the house, Are you volunteering Ser Ernesto, ...." The Lord grins as if looking forward to a yes by Ernesto.

In reply to Ashara Kolwyn (msg # 33):

The Lord now seems to have little to say in reply to his daughter or the topic of Jadis, and when his mind is made up on these matters of state there is little other than his lady that will change his mind.

"As you know my lord My size limits my mounted skill. But i will happily fight the grand melle on your behalf" He then waits for a while as if thinking of sometihng. "that is if my charge doesn't cause trouble" That last point seemed to be finding a way to get out of it but he wouldn;t dare dissapoint his lord

The Raindrop Knight stirred from his place of abject silence, taking two steps away from the wall where he stood: leather booted footsteps echoing through the nearly empty hall. His ragged brown cloak followed behind, frayed threadbare end a ghost of a few inches from the floor. The warrior turned on his heel, coming to face Lord Perros before he took a knee with a soft clattering of steel brigandine and rustling of leather. To those who would remember Adelais Laurent, a knight who had served House Kolwyn a decade hence, this young man now looked a specter: the shadow of a dead man, come again to their halls.

The Raindrop Knight bowed his head, dipping it low in respect as the violet horsehair that crowned his helm shifted to hang partially in front of his visor. "Lord, I would not forget my duties..." His voice sounded young. Soft, perhaps a bit softer than a man's ought to be.

One arm went out before him, steel-shod knuckles bending to a fist as they pressed into the ground at the end of an outstretched arm: supporting his weight as he bowed in deference.

"... But if it pleases you, I should like to fight for House Kolwyn as well. I have participated in several tourneys, and I have never quit the field or shamed myself." Gabriel claimed, eyes on the stone-cut floor. "I will not shame you now. This I swear, by the Old Gods and New."

Ser Ernesto cried out with stark laughter. "Boy your not old enough to know what shame is." he didn't stand from his seat and didn't think before he spoke but that was usual for him.

His chuckling stopped "Saying you never flee is not honourable it is stupidity, Not Shameing yourself as you put it will get you killed, even in a Torney. And getting yourself killed unjustly will bring shame upon the house. Take my advise boy, until your willing to get a little muck under your helm leave the prizes to the men"

He quickly turned to adress Lord Perros. before the boy had time to respond. even talking over him if he would have. "If it keeps the boy in a saddle for a little longer i will ride in his stead. and give a true display of the houses power. after all i have a reputation to uphold. and its been some time since i was after torney gold. and i don't fancy bringing a corpse back either."