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Post by Father on Jan 3, 2019 7:38:35 GMT 1
- After all of the damage that he wrought how is it that Septon Abelar continues to draw breath! The Lords are all arguing over which branch to hang him from. - You are half-right dear sister for only about half of the nobles lords and ladies would like to see the Mad Septon lose his life. However, the other half is adamant that Lord Leo has no business censoring the word of a holy man. - Can I assume that Lord Leo himself is among the latter crowd? Our host has been unable or unwilling to maintain law and order from the very start of the tourney until now. - Your description is accurate. There are also rumors that if Lord Tyrell will not act that the Faith will convene a tribunal to expel Abelar from their ranks. - Truly? Is it even possible for the Faith to expel a Septon as famous as Abelar. - No one knows. There is the example of Murmison but that happened long ago and under a different king and a different high Septon. Now it is anyone’s guess whether a Tribunal will decide to burn him at the stake or declare that Abelar speaks with The Seven’s own thunderous voice and exalt him. - Care to lay a wager on the outcome? I myself have no confidence to risk any silver, except to say that there will be fire and blood at the end, no matter what is decided.
- Did you hear after the melee that Levalle bannerman Ser Parmen Redwyne was singing the praises of Ser Daemon Blackfyre yesterday? - Yes, he was expressing his amazement regarding Ser Daemon’s battle skills. Said it took a half a dozen of his brothers and cousins to finally make the knight yield. - Aye, and that includes Redtusk! And they were barely able to pull Daemon down! - Ser Parmen said that with Blackfyre in his hand Daemon fought like the Warrior himself and like a true son of the blood of the Dragon. - Yes, that’s a knight that any man could be proud to serve.
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Post by Father on Feb 1, 2019 19:47:07 GMT 1
Aftermath
A collective sigh of relief seems to hang in the graying air, heavy clouds threatening to be the harbingers of summer storms rolls in from the north, much more fitting to the dreary mood that have clung over the tourney. The only good thing about the last day before the princes departed was that nobody died. Many lords are packing camp and leaving, some are lingering due to the need to recover from the melee, though as all of those are knights, they are expected to be able to handle themselves, and thus, many houses leaves behind only a few other knights to keep such members with company for the road. Several nobles are staying behind to watch the trial by combat.
Blood: 30 (+1 Threshold) Fire: 35 (+3 Threshold)
- Gods be good, King Daeron’s son has martial skills, but not the will to use them! - What do you mean Ser? Prince Baelor has never backed down from a fight? - No, Prince Maekar. The man spends most of the melee hiding behind his formidable Kingsguard before slinking away before the final battle against Redtusk and his men. - I don’t believe it! You mean to tell me that he abandoned his final teammates? - Exactly! Who can follow that kind of leader into battle if he’s apt to abandon his men? - Say what you will about Redtusk showing off after he’d essentially won, but that’s a man who would die before deserting his comrades. Why do you think he won? His men knew that they were following a true leader who’s actions inspire confidence. +1 Fire
- That Blackbriar sworn sword, the one with an arse for a chin, got a slap in the face from Lady Delia for indecently touching her. - That one? Ser Sebastian or something? He’s got a lot of nerve. - Yes, the girl’s father has only been dead for ?three? days and he assails her in public? If Ser Donnel was alive he never would have dared! - And if he had Ser Donnel would have beaten him so badly that he would wish that his mother never spread her legs for his father. - But with Ser Donnel dead who is left to keep this from happening again. Lord Jon? - Don’t make me laugh. The duty for keeping order at House Blackbriar will fall to that ugly captain of the guard they have. - He’s a tough one alright. I almost pity Ser Sebastian.
- Dear sister have you heard? Delia Blackbriar insulted Lord Eldon to his face when her mother tried to introduce her to Lord Eldon. - Good for her! If Lady Alicent had had the courage to do that 10 years ago it would have saved us all a lot of drama. - Oh, I think that there will be no shortage of drama moving forward. Her mother Lady Shiera was most displeased. Her face looked like she had been force fed a batch of sour dornish wine. - Lady Shiera always looks like that. I say we offer a toast to young Lady Delia for telling Lord Piggy where he can shove his snout. - I’ll drink to that!
- That mongrel Symon Starkwood touched Lady Tanda indecently when dancing and he also made highly improper suggestions to Perianne Middlebury, asking her to dance naked on the tables. - How unsurprising. A dornish snake shows his true colors. - Agreed I just wish that a true knight of the Reach would teach that bastard a lesson. - The Scorpionbane tried to remember? And he wound up with a sword through his visor. - Aye, most are treading more carefully around that one now. He’s a dangerous fucker alright. But that just means that you don’t let him see you coming.
- Only Roland Redtusk could defeat the mighty Daemon Blackfyre, and without the aid of a Valyrian blade at that! - Gods be good, Redtusk brought him down and then another half-dozen skilled knights who also made it into the final stages of the melee. If anybody deserved to win it was him. - You speak the truth. House Redwyne has produced an abundance of gallant men, hell, they nearly made up the entirety of the winning team. - After that victory I imagine that he will have no trouble finding a suitable marriage, not that he would have had too much trouble before.
- Lady Mya Rivers has quite the mouth on her. - Aye, the Tyrells are wroth with her for her words about Ser Balon Blackbriar, Ser Aegor Rivers and Ser Otho Bracken. - That said, many of those who dislike where it was said still find it hard to gainsay her. - Indeed, indeed. The young woman just lost her uncle, and in a near public murder. - Ser Otho carried out the dark plan, Ser Balon cut a path for it and Bittersteel lived up to his name in planning it. - Pity Ser Marlon of Kingsbridge, slain for sport for bravely getting in the way. - Lady or not, Mya is right "noble competition" is the wrong description for that travesty.
- I can well believe what Ser Balon is saying about Alena Flowers. - Ha, I think your guardsmen have heard the same tale mine did of how she won her entry to the dance. - Quite so, quite so - winning by discarded dress and open mouth what she could not win by grace and rank. - Well, I would not believe such a lurid tale from servants if they told a tale of a lady of good birth, but bastards are wanton indeed. - Not just wanton, but cunning too. Doubtless she considers herself wise for having avoided the possibility of a bastard in her belly. - Indeed, one of my guardsmen said the only thing the Tyrell doormen regretted was not having the chance to put a bastard of her own inside her. - Quiet down, I think I see your wife approaching, such talk is not for a woman's ears.
- Lady Jeyne Cuy is up to something and no mistake. - People would have to be half blind not to see it - if she is not sneaking off to meet Balon Blackbriar she is arranging trysts with Ser Parmen Redwyne. - Ah, say it is not so of Ser Parmen? A married man! - Who could blame him, Lady Jeyne is a great beauty. - Pity Lord Lancel Cuy then, for his wife either makes a cuckold of him twice over or plots with those that seek to displace the king. - A great shame to such a gallant knight, to either be affixed with two sets of horns or be married to a traitor. - Mayhap even both both?
- Lord Eldon Merryweather does not seem overly troubled by breaking his marriage pact with Lady Alicent Yronwood. - Ha, straight on to Alysanne Flowers from what I saw. - Quick as a crossbow shot, and who can blame him? She may be a bastard, but she is a great bastard. - Indeed, and with the Valyrian beauty of her bloodline. - With less chance of a match with a house of Yronwood's might he now merely seeks a formal marriage to any pretty girl. - Any Alysanne is not just any pretty girl! - No, not at all! Not just Targaryen blood but Targaryen fire in the veins! - Even shamed as he is, I've seldom seem a lord so savagely rejected. "I would sooner marry Butterbumps or his trusty steed - at least the former is droll and the latter pleasing to my mouth. You are as droll as beast he rides and I suspect as pleasing to my mouth as Butterbumps would be." - Ha. Not wonder the great oaf sulked off. She can do better than him with her wit and looks.
- Did you see the attention that Mina Storm was lavishing upon Ser Mikel? The girl seemed smitten with him. - Who? - Mina. She's that pretty bastard from House Heston. No surprise that the daughter of the rooster was looking for some cock. - No. I know who Skinny Mina is, who's Ser Mikel? - Oh, he's the Starkwood's hedge knight that almost got himself killed by Ser Otho in the opening joust and almost defeated Ser Simon Tarly in a duel just a few days ago. Seems a decent lad, but he doesn't pick a fight that he can win soon, he won't have enough teeth in his mouth to woo any more women.
- It's a wonder that Ser Eoric is still alive after last night. I saw him bury his face in Lady Lysa's teats for a good ten minutes before leading her to one of the quieter corners of the inn. - 'Lady'? I don't know if I'd use that term to describe the wife of the Golden Rose's proprietor, and from the looks of them, he's not the first man to have made that voyage. - Whatever. Consider me surprised if that ugly bastard didn't have to slip her a gold piece to take her in the first place. Or more. - You say that, but don’t forget that it did take Redtusk to knock him out of the melee. He might be an ugly son of a bitch, but he knows how to fight, how to lead, and if the amount of time he spent with Lysa is any indicator, it takes a lot of beating to finish the man off. If you know what I mean. - I do. Gross.
- Men have taken to calling the late king's by-blows "Great Bastards" and Lady Ysilla Flowers certainly lives up to the tale! - Ha, quite so, although I am not sure the "lady" part is apt. - She out drank and out wrestled half of the men there last night, I could scarce believe my eyes. - Quite the beauty too, though none were bold enough to pluck this flow. Well, the odd knave claimed it, but none that I would believe could manage the task. - Lord Durwell encouraging her and the beautiful Mya to kiss was a close as we got. - A sight I shall treasure forever. - Would that more ladies were as liberated as these Great Bastards. - Hmm, mind your tongue - fine for an evening, but would you wish that for your wife or daughter?
- That's twice now that Redtusk has bested Blackfyre, first in the melee and then in drinking. Why I'd gander that the man has never known a hangover if he was drinking like that. Hells, if all the men in the Reach drank like that last night only one in ten would survive the ordeal. - Yes, what an accomplishment. Drunkenness and fornication. Let's go ahead and make him king instead. - Wow, I've never known you to be such an Abelar about these things. Jealous that he shared the evening with some raven-haired beauty while you shared yours with your hand? - I am no prude, but I think that we should speak of the man for his gallantry and skill at arms, not his drinking and cavorting with women of loose morals. - I’m just saying that everyone thought that this would be Ser Daemon’s tournament, but it’s turning out to be Ser Roland’s instead. The man will forever be a legend for his exploits on the tourney grounds and in the taverns.
- What a disgrace! Ser Aerion Flowers is barely worthy of his knightly title. - Indeed, knights are charged to defend women in their oaths, but instead he goaded Lady Arya Flowers in to undressing and parading around on tables naked. - Quite the scandal. He even helped her out of her gown and encouraged her to dance. - Then he knock off with some other Rhoynar wench to fuck. - For every bastard that strives against their nature there are ten that live down to the worst of the tales. - Truly, he is a shame to the very idea of knighthood.
- Typical stuff from Lord Eldon Merryweather. - Such wickedness, goading young lady Tanselle in to exposing herself so. - Well, wickedness, but at least here he aided in sharing a great bounty with the other guests. Unusual cleverness on his part. - Pigs can be clever after all - Butterbumps has trained Gertrude well after all, and our maester says they are intelligent beasts. - If he drew the line there however, he would not be the shame of the Reach. - Indeed not. Those escapades with Arya Flowers were cruel indeed. - Ser Norren Wythers brought her to him willing - bastards are wild, and seemed easily bought with gold, whether it be shining jewelry or the fruits of the Arbor. - Willing to him perhaps, but then to share him around the foul blackguards that surround him? The woman was passed out at times from wine yet they did not let up. - Mayhaps a mercy. - Cruelly said, and crueler done.
- Pity Lady Alicent Florent! - So young! - Thinking she was on safe ground in the castle she serves Lady Tryell in perhaps lowered her guard. - Giving herself to Ser Symon Starkwood and risking a half breed abomination in her belly? Madness. - It shall be tough to make a match for her now, Florent for not. - Well, she lifted her skirts to some blond knight shortly afterwards, perhaps thinking an Andal bastard a lesser sin than one with Dornish blood.
- Alena Flowers was at it again last night. - Who did she fuck this time? - Err.. That's a great question. I didn't quite catch the man's face as I was distracted by Alena's big.. personality. However, from what I've heard the better question of the evening is who didn't she fuck? - Well it seems that she’s over Lord Karl already, and at his wake of all places. One might suspect that she had motives other than true love for the late lord. - Do you mean to tell me that the half-Dornish bastard of a Levalle acted reprehensibly? I’m shocked I tell you, shocked. - I know, right? At least we got to enjoy the sight of those tits. Say what you might, they are glorious even if every man in the Reach has gotten to see them.
- Well, given all the talk of bribes taken and dwarf punching contrasted against his heroics against Ser Otho Bracken, we got another step towards answering: who is Ser Daeron Waters? - For sorrow however, we got the answer but not the one we hoped for. - Indeed, at first I was relieved when my cousin told me Ser Daeron "rescued" Lady Tanselle Hutcheson, taking her away after Lord Merryweather goaded her in to making a spectacle of herself. - Would that he had stopped there, although many there did not thank him for depriving them of such a wondrous sight. - Instead he snuck of to despoil the young woman on his own. - He has bastard's blood but a dragon's greed for both women and coin.
- Lady Tanda Peake seemed to get over Symon Starkwood's forward advances quickly! - And no mistake! The touch of the half-Dornishman was met with a slap. - While Ser Lyonel Baratheon's advances were met with kisses. - And far more beside. The fastest way to get out from daydreams about Lord Marq Durwell appeared to be getting under ser Lyonel Baratheon. - Ha, very funny, very funny. - Well, let's hope she had fun, as in getting swept away like that she's surely maiden no more. - Indeed, and that may harm her marriage prospects.
- The Seven have turned their eyes from proceedings here, half of the nobles leaping from one bed to another like some mummer's farce. - I have trouble keeping up! - I cannot blame you. Truth be told, that may dampen down the scandal a little. - How so? - Well, if nobody knows who was sleeping with who, just who they're sure was seen leaving the wrong campsite or missing part of their dress or tunic. - So everyone knows who needs to visit the sept to confess, but not what they're confessing? - Exactly. - Balon Blackbriar, Laena Pyre, Amerei Tyrell, Addam Velaryon, Imry Levalle, Perianne Middlebury and Benjen Willum will all be spending some time on their knees in penitence. - To add to that which they've spent already! - Ha ha! We can be confident of the parties at least, even if not the matching. - Though I fear you may be too optimistic in thinking the uncertainty lessens the scandal. - Really? - Indeed. Far more enticing to mix and match our potential couples. Were Balon & Laena not seen embraced a few nights past? - More likely that dog Balon added to his insults to our host by bedding the lovely Amerei? - I think Ser Addam Velaryon may have boarded Perianne Middlebury. - I heard differently, that Ser Imry's marriage is an unhappy one and he sought solace with Lady Perianne Middlebury.
- Did you see the looks between Laena Pyre and Johanna Meadows? - I notice you do not name them ladies - they looked more like killers in Lord Tyrell's court! - Snarling at each other and keen to moving from drawing blood with words and on to literal bloodshed. - I have expected each to name themselves champion and settle the matter in the great hall. - Hairpins and fingernails at the ready! - Laena may have tipped her hand with her champion. I can understand not choosing the disgraceful Ser Balon Blackbriar, but Ser Roland Cordwayner made a compelling case. - Well, Ser Roland is sorely injured from his triumph against Ser Rennifer Waters, and Lady Laena rightly did not wish to risk kinslaying if Roland were to face Ser Normyn Flowers. She is normally of good character, the unpleasant tone at the trial apart. Understandable that tempers were raised given the threats to her children. - Detail, details. To my mind, it reveals Lord Marq Durwell's hand behind this, for his hand stands as champion. - Ser Daeron seemed to care only for glory, switching sides like that rather than truly standing for right or wrong. - The Seven may punish him then, for I do not fancy his chances against Ser Manfryd Grimm. - Truly spoken. That knight is a freak of nature, as good as Ser Daeron is with a sword.
- Well at least one good decision was made at this seven-cursed tourney. We have a new Lord Bridges. - Yes. Ser Desmond may not be the most charismatic of lords but he is sober and intelligent. House Bridges is in good hands despite the tragic loss of Lord Bryce. - It almost went the other way. Ser Farmum was not without his own supporters. - I saw and that is what worries me. - How so? - Ser Aegor came out as one of Ser Farman's strongest allies and that one does little without an eye on how it advances his cause. - Too true Bitttersteel trying to steal the lordship for a fellow Great Bastard portends ill news for the realm.
- Last night’s feast was as pleasant on the palate as if it was hard on the ears. - Yes, I grow weary of the endless wrangling between Fire and Blood, Bittersteel and Mya Rivers. Can’t we just eat in peace for one night? - You might as well ask for the sun to rise in the west and set in the east or for the seas to go dry and the mountains to blow like leaves. - Ha! Good luck with that. That Starkwood Great Bastard was right when she pointed out that this good food and drink will come to an end if the conflict spreads from words to deeds and the lords call upon their bannermen to march - Lady Laena gave a fine speech but the feast was marred by politics and venom rather than honors and celebrations. - At least Lord Leo’s cooks have exceeded expectations during this tourney. Maybe they should take the champions title.
- Did you see the fine statue that now adorns the tourney grounds? - Hard to miss it, or the tale behind it. The craftsman should be proud of his work. - Ser Roland Cordwayner was wroth at Ser Symon Starkwood's conduct in the melee and took his sword alongside Ser Tommard Heddle's to forge a peace monument. - He was heard to say he would not have King Daeron's loyal supporters shame their knighthoods, particularly given "the valiance of Ser Daemon Blackfyre and Ser Daeron Waters in stopping Otho Bracken's murderous rampage". - He's a curious one, finding himself on the opposite side to so many of his friends and alongside men like Ser Symon whose behaviour he disavows. - A righteous one, but that kind of purity can be isolating. - The king has at least one knight exemplar, even if he is outnumbered. +1 Blood
- This tourney can’t end soon enough for me, brother - Yes, this tourney has been one disaster after another from murders to riots, to farcial trials. And all because of scheming to see who can sit the Iron Throne. - When the high lords play their game of thrones it is those like us that bleed. - True enough although I have heard that that House Levalle bannerman, Ser Parmen has been suggesting a way to avoid bloodshed. - By what means? - By bringing Ser Daemon Blackfyre to Kings Landing. Giving him a position of authority and respect, sitting him on the small council so that his skills and honor can be used to benefit the king and the realm. - A pretty thought, but the Kings councilors and lickspittles will never allow it to happen. They worry about what could happen if Blackfyre was given an army and the authority that goes with it. They fear the lose of their own power. - Aye, but the question is what does the King fear? Is he king enough to risk bringing Blackfyre into his fold or is the realm doomed to tear itself apart because of the offspring of the Unworthy King. +1 Fire
- Did you see Ser Balon at the Golden Rose last night? - How could you miss him? Shirtless, drunk, women riding around on his shoulders. - Did you hear him? - Bits and pieces. Something about Dornish cowardice? - More about Ser Daemon being a paragon of virtue and an example to knights everywhere. - You mean like jumping into the Mander to save a drowning women without first considering who she was? - That and putting aside personal squabbles to help the innocent. - More like bragging about it as if it absolves him of his other sins. - Maybe Ser Daemon's reprimands are making him change his wicked ways. - Balon hasn't changed if you ask me, always hungry for glory and wanting to see Ser Daemon on the throne. - Those that support Ser Daemon have earned the right to brag with all they've accomplished at Highgarden.
- How ... convenient for certain people that Lord Bryce should be murdered at a time where there are so many people in one place who'd be willing and able to contest his choice of heir, the man who had been acting as his regent for years. - If that was the plan, it clearly didn't go as intended. - Only because of his true friends, like Lord Marq Durwell, respecting his wishes even after death. If he hadn't spoken up so eloquently, it could well have worked. - So, should we respect King Aegon's wishes in the same way? - Ha! Butterbumps has competition for the biggest fool in Highgarden, I see! No. Firstly, Aegon the Unworthy never declared Ser Daemon his heir, he merely gave away an important Targaryen heirloom with the same regard he gave away dragon eggs. Secondly, he clearly had the opportunity to declare Ser Daemon his heir, since he had the time to legitimize all his children before he died, and yet he still didn't do so. And thirdly, it is a shame that Aegon the Unworthy, the worst king in all of history, had any loyalty from others in life; were he to command any in death it would be an outright farce! Even if you believed, for whatever reason, that Ser Daemon inheriting was his wish, any man with an ounce of wisdom or integrity would take the Unworthy's wishes as a guide on what *not* to do! +1 Blood
- Did you hear the song Malyk sang about Abelar at the Remembrance celebration yesterday? - Hear it? I'm still humming it. 'A bridge in Gyldenhaal is missing a troll.' Priceless! - Some people are not so amused. - Some people have no fucking sense of humor, Abelar probably one. - Well, if he hasn't heard it, I'm sure he will soon enough. I doubt he will be pleased. - Who cares? Sanctimonious prick. He should be taken down a notch or two. He should be pleased he's not swinging from a gibbet.
- So... looks like House Levalle has it's own pet dragon after all. - I suppose, if you believe him. - No reason not to. He may be crazy, but he isn't a liar. He's famous for it. - Just because he believes it doesn't make it true. - Aegon fucked anything that moved with tits. It's not surprising Lord Spongeholder would keep one for himself. Say what you will, he's a clever fox. - What do you think of the speech Malyk made? - Guy has a point, as much as I hate to admit it. Lord Levalle might have been the whoremaster, but it's not like he had to look very hard. Half the Lords in the Seven Kingdoms were throwing their wives and daughters at the Unworthy King. Who knows how far his seed was spread? - Isn't that a scary thought. Hundreds of Great Bastards running around hiding in plain sight. - Maybe, but if King Aegon did not acknowledge them as his brood, nobody else will treat them as such. - Or pretending to be legitimate. That's even scarier. - Well, it explains why the guy is crazy. I'm just surprised someone that good came from Aegon and grew up in House Levalle. - He's not that good. He tore a wide strip off Septon Janos; twice. - Being good and being nice are two different things. Piss off a dragon, you're bound to get bitten.
- It seems that the debate for which side is right carried over to feast. - Your talking about the conversation between Lady Ashara and Ser Addam? - That's the one! I was a few tables over, but if Lady Ashara has the right of it, she utterly crushed him. - Aye, I talked to her later in the gardens. She said, "The only reason King Daemon has enemies is because they substitute ambition for morality and fantasies for reality." - These so-called knights seem to think they can be treasonous and chivalrous at the same time. - What right do these blackguards have to rebel? - No right at all. +1 Blood
- Lade Maegelle should know when she has overstayed her welcome. - As much a Lord Leo wants to avoid discomfort, her words are important to hear. - The repeating of the accusations against Lady Laena of murdering her husband? - Well, yes, but mainly that the Spongeholder has conspired with her to send Lady Johanna to the silent sisters? - The Levalle's also repeated the accusations of her own infidelity, she isn't simply retaliating? - Does she not have the right? That man cares only about his own benefits, he gains nothing without having a plan? - Gaining friends is my guess, Lady Laena is in on the scheme, and Lord Durwell's man gains the lordship if it succeeds. - But why attack the Cordwayners, too? What's the motive? - If I knew that, I'd be the spymaster of some fancy lord, not getting drunk on this swill in this hole. +1 Fire
- Brother, there is something that I don’t understand. - There is a great deal that you don’t understand. What are you specifically referring to? - How is it that those who speak so highly of Ser Daemon's virtues and chivalry in contrast to King Daeron don't give a shit about it themselves? - Come again? What do you mean? - Take a look at his so-called supporters actions throughtout this tourney. Start with Ser Balon slaughtering Ser Wyl… - Yes! Then there was Bittersteel setting up the Brute of Bracken to murder his way through the melee… - That Starling knight Ser Addam nearly drinking himself to death… - Ser Daeron changing his allegiance from Lady Laena to Lady Johanna as easily as you change a cloak. - You are right brother! Ser Daemon may be a dragon but too many of his loudest supporters are snakes who find it easier to argue for the importance of knightly honor than to practice it themselves! +1 Blood
- This tournament has been pure chaos! - Agreed, the Black Tourney shows that even with two of the King's sons present and the white cloaks here he does not exert control. - Well said. If such chaos rules where his own flesh and blood are present there is little hope for him exerting true authority across the realm. - There is no control here even here, where he sends his most direct instruments of authority. - And the situation is worse elsewhere - he may wear the crown but he does not truly rule. - In that case, the realm requires new leadership. A king that is respected and can truly lead. +1 Fire
- I was reflecting on the melee. - By the Seven why? I'm trying to expel the carnage from my mind! - Well, that's exactly what I have been dwelling on - the carnage. - But why? - We all know the late Ser Lambert Scorpionbane attacking the Greens, seeking to murder Lord Starkwood or his son was no accident. - Agreed. - But it takes more than one man to create such an opportunity in the chaos of a melee. It takes planning. - Why, Ser Normyn Flowers was the man's captain, why should he care? - Ser Normyn's loss in his duel with Ser Robyn was the final part of the puzzle I was missing. - Ah, now I follow your train of thought - Ser Normyn facilitated the ill-fated attack as an objection to his son's betrothal to Lady Ashara Starkwood. - Exactly! Saying with steel what he cannot say with words to "protect" his son. +1 Blood
- Mark my words, these tax breaks and offices for the King's Dornish friends are only the start. - What do you fear next cousin? - This pandering to the Dornish only weakens us, put us all in jeopardy. We will not have another Lord Bridges or Scorpionbane when the Dornish come to enslave us. - I shudder at the thought of it, all the sacrifices good men, good knight made in blood, sweat and tears only to be betrayed by politics. - Aye, many gave their lives against the Dornish to defend the Reach and the Realm. - But the snakes are patient and cunning, we know that from fighting them. - Exactly, they will infiltrate us, make us soft with their exotic foods, women and customs and then strike when they have weakened us. +1 Fire
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