When his Lord Father's man delivered the words of his sire, Mathys stood to his feet and tossed the wine cup to whatever servant was near to hand. " Piss on that. When my Father hears what is contained in those missives, he will change those orders. Edric, come with me, and I will get you in to see my Father." Mathys just assumed everyone agreed with him on this matter. He draped himself with his damp cloak again, and waited on Edric.
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Edric rose to his feet, knocking his goblet of the table with the back of his hand in the process and spilling its contents on the ground. Dammit Mathys! Do you not think I want to ride out there and kill every last one of them, but its not that easy. You don't have a sister that could die of illness at any moment, a mother who you might not see again because your brother thinks that war is something as simple as numbers, and a father...

Edric slumped back into his chair, losing all the fight he had moments ago. A father who is the cause for all of this. Mayths your fire is what I admire the most, but it what will also get you killed one day. The fate of my house rest on my shoulders and I will not see it fade from the history because of rash action. We will wait til everyone is safe at Blackhaven and then we will seek your father council, but until then we do this my way. Am I clear?

Edric attention then turned to Merius. I will not start a war by attack a House that I know little about. I want you to gather some of your most loyal men. They are to make their way back to Blue Hall under the pretense they they got separated from the group and have returned to resupply before making their way back to King's Landing. From there they will disgues themselves as free rider and make their way through House Durwel and gather what information they can such as troop build ups and the like. Is this something you have then men for?

    The stubborn expression, that marked Mathys as his Father's son, came upon his face, when Edric started to shout at him. When his friend had  run out of stream and slumped into a chair, Mathys sighed. " You knew how I would counsel you in this matter, Edric. I cannot change what I am.  And as what will kill me, that is my affair, not yours." His voice had an edge to it.

 Mathys walked to the tent flap, and flung it open, to expose the interior to the cold wind and rain. " I will ride with you, fight with you, and if it is needed, die with you, in the defense of your family, Edric. But while you wait, the Seven only knows what might happen. Let me know, when you want to actually do something." The second son, raised his hood, and walked out into the rain.

 As  Mathys Ashfield began to walk from the tent,  he drew back the hood of his cloak to allow the rain to sooth his temper. He needed to speak with his father, and would, in spite of what Edric wanted. But for the moment, what he needed was a good jug of wine, and perhaps one of the better looking servant wenches, to warm his bed this God's awful Knight. " Leon!... Leon!!. Now where did that rascal of  a squire wander off too?" When Mathys saw him next, a good cuff on the ear was in order.
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Leon was listening while standing further back, near the tent wall. He tried to make sense of the whole thing and smiled as Ser Mathys proposed to ride out right away. "Going to war for a good cause is much more knightly then marrying and dancing! But maybe they have a tournament though... A tournament is a very knightly thing too! I bet Ser Mathys is really good at jousting! Didn't they talk about going to Kings Landing? The tournaments there must be the most awesome of them all! I wonder... But suddenly Leons daydreams were interrupted by the realization that his knight already left the tent! After quickly looking around he quickly bowed his head to the remaining tent occupants before darting to the tent flap.
Jogging through the rain and muddy ground Leon heard his name being called. "Here Ser! I am here!" he nearly yelled out to be heard over the rain while trying to catch up to Ser Mathys.

Merius nodded to Edric. 'Yes, I do have the men to do that...'

This was something Merius thought should have been done long ago. But now that the opportunity was here, he did not want to let it escape.

'If I may suggest, This can be our chance to get rid of Olaf. If we get the chance, I suppose you would not be opposed that we quietly disposed of him?...'

 The stride of Ser Mathys was a long one, so his Squire might have to put some effort to keep it. The Knight of House Ashfield walked on thru the camp,towards his own tent.

 The rain still fell like the Maiden weeped, for the state of the world, as they arrived at their destination. He thru open the tent flap, and walked in, throwing his wet cloak onto the ground. After he flopped down into the only char, Mathys  leveled his deep blue eyes at Leon, and it was obvious that the a knight was vexed still. " The Gods save me, may they save us all, from men that think to much.  Give me action over  speaking any day of the year. What say you, my faithful Squire, do you think to much." Asked in a monotone voice.
 He leaned back and regarded Leon.
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Edric grab another goblet and filled it with more wine. He sat in silence for a few moments, pondering Merius's question. It seemed as though everyone wants an immediate response, but being to rash could spell disaster for the house. Meanwhile killing Olaf would scatter his band.

I'm listening Merius, but what makes you think we will get him this time when we haven't gotten close to catching him once?

As night grew on, Edric made his way to his sister tent to to check on her health. Before he left, Edric placed the letter address to his sister in her hands, whisper "I'm sure father and mother would approve of him." Edric left her tent for the comforts of his own and to prepare for the next leg of his journey.

TIME PASS

OOC - Edric, is that the planning thread?

OOC - Yes it is.

In reply to Ser Mathys Ashfield (msg # 38):

Leon does his best to keep up with his knight though its pretty  tough for him with all this mud.
When Ser Mathys asks him he quickly replies: "Erm, no Ser! A knight should act swift when following his heart! There is always time to marry the princess later after fighting bravely and honorable for the righteous course! while still dripping from the endless rain.

To Think about, ............

Blackhaven is about a day away. Home is no less then a two weeks ways. A soft bed and roof over your heads would do you all well and will do the men some good also.

Also remember that this trip was at the command of the king. Meeting with the Dorne Lords and 'Princes' and make peace the best you can. Failure is not something the Targaryen's take lightly.

Also at the request of Lord Ashfield, arrangements for the trade agreement are to be finalized with all parties at Kings Landing, .... turning away will most likely end this possibility.

It's becoming late in the day and the camp is set early to get rest before the finial day travel to Blackhaven. It has been raining for almost 3 days now with not a break in the sky.

OOC: I would like each player's post to be a recap of their events from day one, and their intentions openly so that everyone understand were we are in the story.
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  Mathys seemed to consider Leon's words for a brief moment, then chuckled. " Squire, open  the chest at the foot of my bed, Take the small pouch of coins. He waited until the young man had done as instructed, before he continued. " I have two very important tasks for you to accomplish this night. Take those coins, and go forth into the night and rain, and fetch me a jug of decent wine. The second task is even more important. Find me a decent looking whore, one that is not poxy, or resembles my horse. Find yourself a whore, as well, Lad. Never let it be said that I am a cruel to my Squire. Now get you gone, before you feel my foot in your arse." He said with an amused tone in his voice.
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In reply to Ser Mathys Ashfield (msg # 44):

Leon looks rather surprised at that but quickly follows the orders with a Certainly Ser! and a smile on his face.
He certainly is better at picking a good horse then good whores and his experience with wine is also severely limited but he still tries his best...

Mara stirs awake at her brother's voice. She grasps the scroll containing the message. In her weaken state; she can not read it. She shivers not from her illness, but from the news that she fears the message brings. With difficulty, she hands it to Pella, and even as she does she knows what it says.

Read this please, Pella.

Pella reluctantly takes the message. She opens it quickly seeing that the letter is bad news. She tries to avoid reading, but Mara is very insistent that she does. So she starts to read the letter

To Lady Mara of House Neumann

 Lady Mara, I am uncertain if you remember me I was Squire for Ser Thorin Kellington. I am sure that word has reached you that Ser Thorin was declared missing in action. He was assumed captured by the Dorne forces. My heart is heavy to say that House Martell has confirmed his death. I am one of the few that knew of your and his secret pledge to be wed.

 I am uncertain if you know of the courage of your knight. The battles were going poor for us. He agreed to stay and command a holding action. The goal was that if he could hold them long enough that the rest of the army could regroup. His command held for three bloody days of battles. The army was safely withdrawn. Not wishing to see any more blood shed. He called for a parley, so he and the Dorne Commander could arrange a mutual with draw from the battle. Tensions were high on both sides. As Ser Thorin rode out to meet the Dorne Commander; an arrow struck the Dorne commander. Ser Thorin could do nothing as the Dorne army surged forward. Last I saw him, he was being dragged from his horse. I do not know who fired the arrow. Some claim that the Dornes fired at our troops, and the arrow was shot in retaliation. I do not know.

 More important than the details of his death is how he lived. He was immensely brave in battle, but braver still in the pursuit of peace. Other men would of continued to war out of ego. He saw that the toll of war was paid by his men. He knew that there was a great risk that he would be killed that day, but he met death with courage and a purpose. He would be proud to know that peace through marriage was being sought, and the endless bloodshed between us and Dorne will finally at a end.

 I wish that I stood by him. I would of traded my life for his. I am nothing, but a inferior shadow of the man he was. He forbade me to go saying, "You have won your spurs many times over I release you from my service, and I call upon the seven to anoint you when home. His last words to me were 'If, I fall tell her I loved her and always will'

 Ser Barris
 House Kellington

Pella could not help but cry as she read the letter. She felt sorry for Mara. She feared that this news would cause her.

As Pella read, Mara felt like she was breaking inside. She wanted to throw herself off the top of the highest mountain. As Pella read the part about Thorin's bravery; she forced herself to stop crying. She coldly stared at the tent ceiling. She understood than that her life was not about love. She was born to make sure this peace happened, and than she could join her love.

Pella slowly forced her to drink, and she was just could fight no more. The sleeping potion slowly took her consciousness, and she dreamed of Thorin. The types of dreams that only happen in fairy tales.


Fade to Black..... time passes

 Please consider Mathys scene " Time Passes"

In reply to Ser Mathys Ashfield (msg # 49):

Then "Time Passes" for Leon too.

The night passes, it's dark, depressing, wet, ..... the weater is wearing down the men. Life was simple for many months and now with the news of peace there seems to be more to worry about as other players in Westeros politics start to maneuver themselves. soiler are more and more truning to robber and outlaws turn some country sides to a lewless land.

Blackhaven it not far, about another days travel. By late morning after the men have eaten and the camp is packed to head out once more.



OOC: I would like each player's post to be a recap of their events from day one, and their intentions openly so that everyone understand were we are in the story.

Mara started this journey from the Blue Hall with her Brother to go to Poppy Hall. Edric her brother receives a proposal of Marriage by Lord Ascar for his Daughter Pella.  Shortly, after House Steiner of Dorne arrives to treat with Lord Ascar, but as they are camped on the outskirts; Ser Mathys rides out, and offers insult. Mara with several other members go out to smooth things with Steiner. It looks like it is going to blow up, but Mara intervenes offering wisdom impressing Lord Steiner. Later, a representative of House Kaldor speaks to Lord Ascar about a trade treaty, and he warns of a plot to assassinate an unknown Dorne Lord. Mara sense duplicity on the part of Kaldor, so she meets with the more level headed member of Ashfield. She also tries to have Merius infiltrate Kaldor while his Blue Lancers escort him. Travel is hard on Mara as they go to Blackhaven. She becomes ill, and Pella is taking care of her. Riders from Ashfield bring Missives. One of them, is a letter to Mara confirming the death of her secret Love Ser Thorin Kellington.

 Since the announcement of the peace with Dorne, and the King's tournament in the Capitol in celebration, Mathys Ashfield had been more and more vexed. The war was where he could earn glory, honor, and make a name for himself. His courage in battle had gotten his Knighthood, but then it had all come to a sudden end. Now it was all talk of peace, treaties and marriages to seal them with. All should be forgiven and forgotten. Mathys thought all of this, so much float sum, worthy only for the privy.

 Time passed, and the visit of the Dorne to his Father's house, and now the journey to Kings Landing, did little to ease the growing sense of loss in the inner most recesses of Mathy's heart. But what had started as a long boring journey, had recently offered the potential for adventure and martial glory. His close friend, Edric, called upon Mathys, to ask his counsel in a discrete matter, dealing with his family. When the details where explained, Mathys was all for breaking off and heading to deal with the matter in a direct method. That of steel to those involved necks. But Edric, always to cautious in the second son's opinion, bespoke of talk, delays, and other things better suited to Maesters, then Knights. So Mathys  washed his hands with discussions, and prayed to the seven that his friend came to his senses.

 So, for the time being, Mathys of House Ashfield would drink, whore, and abuse his Squire, all the way to King's Landing.
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Things are looking pretty good for Leon.
His dreams of becoming a knight suddenly seem more real then ever after getting "promoted" to the position of a squire under Ser Mathys. The travel to meet his knight was a rough and exciting one and while the rain sure got annoying Eric felt his destiny was calling!
The first impression he got of Ser Mathys was very good: He is rough but generous, moody but honorable, a brave knight of deeds instead of words.
What a true role model!

Leon has no clue what going on but all roads lead to excitement it seems.

The road to Blackhaven was a long and hard and one that was only made worse by his sister falling ill. The situation went from worse to terrible with the letters brought by Leon. It seems that House Neumann was on the verge of collapse and its enemies closing in for the kill like hungry wolves stalking a wounded animal. With his house future resting on Edric's shoulders, he called upon those he trusted most for council. Edric wanted to build up his forces, forge alliances,and then bring a quick, forceful end to the scum that has plagued his family's land since before he was born, but it seems as though the others thought that plan foolish and ill advised. They wanted to ride out and face the threat head on. One hoped to ambush a house and end a war before it started and the other had dreams of a grand crusade that could get everyone killed. Edric went to bed that night no closer to knowing what should be done. One side of him wanted to crush this threat right then and there, but another side of him wanted to be cautious and listen to his mother's council. At least tomorrow he would find himself at Blackhaven and hopeful he would meet with Lord Ascar, A man he looked to as a father, and receive good council from a man with experience.

OOC: Thank you for the recaps :) This IC has ended I will be posting exps and some notes: The other IC thread for the Dorne is in the recap phase, once done I will be posting and it will be all the house in one place.

Congratulation !

This scene has ended, a new thread will be posted.

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Scene:12, Group:2

All players receives 1 experience

Each player that has played from the first IC receives 1 Destiny;
Ser Mathys
Ser Edric
Merius Basso
Mara Neumann
If I missed you please let me know, ....

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