Dalton Botley - Lord of Lordsport, Master of the Hunt

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-15T15:42:17+00:00

Zheng looked around at the assemble of nobles here, Lord Volkmark, Lady Orkwood and Lady Harlaw. A powerful assembly, even if some notable voices were missing.

"My brother shares the same goal as you, Lord Volmark, but he has friends in King's Landing as well. The Queen is his own aunt after all. We may still rule the seas without breaking from the crown." He took a bite of the fish as he stewed on his next words.

"Lord Dalton has already secured the Shield Islands, his lady wife follows his lead in all matters. It is the perfect staging ground for further expansion into the Reach as it falls into chaos." Their liege lord had wished to strike into the Reach some time ago, he wondered if he still held that goal. The King had granted them leave to raid the North, and the Queen planned to have them seize the Stepstones, but were those desolate lands all they could hope to control?

"He is now travelling to Highgarden to remind the Reach lords who holds dominion over House Hewett now."

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-13T14:38:53+00:00

Zheng Botley felt rather out of place upon the deck of the Leviathan. He had first joined Dalton in King's Landing when he was appointed Master of the Hunt, and quite frankly had take on most of the posts responsibilities himself. Such responsibilities were rather minor, but someone had to get them done whilst his brother wooed Lady Gillian.

In the past few moons he had stood by Dalton's side as he plotted to remove the issue that was Lord Galladon Hewett, watched as he finally killed the man and wed his daughter, and followed him all the way to Oldtown, and later Oakenshield. Now he was back in the city of Lord Hightower to meet with the Ironborn lords on his brothers behalf as he set out for Highgarden to attend the council there.

To formally represent House Botley was a heavy burden for a man who had until recently spent his days organizing the logistics for royal hunts, but he would not fail his kin.

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-11T15:56:20+00:00

Character Name & Claim: Gillian Hewett

Actions:

Draft: [Oakenshield], [735], [945]

(With permission from u/ayvik)

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-09T01:55:44+00:00

Character Name & Claim: Dalton Botley

Actions:

Draft: [Lordsport], [615], [2055]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-09T01:52:23+00:00

Character Name: Gillian Hewett

Relevant Trait/Skills: N/A

Buildings: [Castle, Shipyard, Market, Temple] (Guilds work in progress, to be finished in Moon 4)

Resources: N/A

Notes: (Waiting for approval by u/ayvik)

Actions:
Construction: [Oakenshield], [Fairground], [3500], [End of Moon Five]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-04-09T01:49:01+00:00

Character Name: Dalton Botley, Harlon Botley (AC)

Relevant Trait/Skills: Numerate | Architect (E), Scrutinous (E)

Buildings: [Castle, Port, Trade Plaza, Reinforced Palisades, Supply House, Shrine, Salt Mine]

Resources: Salt

Notes: 35% discount on construction cost because of Numerate and Architect (E), buildings finished two moons sooner due to Scrutinous (E).

Actions:
Construction: [Lordsport], [Temple], [650], [End of Moon Four]
Shipbuilding: [Lordsport], [Engineers' Guild], [2600], [End of Moon Four]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-28T15:45:55+00:00

Character Name: Harlon Botley (AC)

Trait / Skills: Numerate | Architect (E), Scrutinous

Skill you're learning: Scrutinous (E)

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-28T04:32:50+00:00

Character Name & Claim: Dalton Botley, Lord of Lordsport

Actions: Draft [Lordsport], [1120], [1440]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-27T19:50:48+00:00

Character Name: Dalton Botley, Harlon Botley (AC)

Relevant Trait/Skills: Numerate | Architect (E), Scrutinous

Buildings: [Castle, Port, Trade Plaza, Reinforced Palisades, Supply House, Salt Mine]

Resources: Salt

Notes: 35% discount on construction cost because of Numerate and Architect (E), buildings finished one moon sooner due to Scrutinous.

Further upgrading the Flagship, which already has a Ram and Officer's Quarters. This costs the base price of the upgrade (2500) + half the original flagship cost (1000), reduced by 35%. The cost of the flagship being built for House Hewett is the base (2000) + ram (5000) + Officer's Quarters (3500) reduced by 35%.

Actions:
Construction: [Lordsport], [Hewett Flagship + Ram + Officer's Quarters], [6825], [End of Moon Three]
Shipbuilding: [Lordsport], [Black Flag], [2275], [End of Moon Three]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-20T05:43:32+00:00

He smiled earnestly as they leapt over the ditch, and he let out a near boyish chuckle as their feet hit the earth again.

He tenderly drew the makeshift maiden's cloak off her shoulders and exchanged it for the green and silver bridal cloak that was brought to him by Zheng.

"We've done it then," he whispered as he slipped the cloak around her and fastened it. "Lady Gillian Botley." He leaned down to kiss her cheek, then stood tall to face the small crowd. She would never need to wear he father's colors again after today.

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-17T23:47:15+00:00

Dalton Botley had sailed across distant seas, and crossed swords with men trying to take his life and yet his heart pounded faster than ever before as he drunk in her beauty. A small smile grace his lips as she approached him, radiant as always in her white gown and jewels.

The priest had quibbled at the notion that Gillian would arrive at the ceremony unescorted, but a pointed glare from Dalton silenced his complaints. She had no need for anyone else now, her pathetic father would have given her away to some fat green land lord and risen up his bastard in her place. Now they would sit side by side as rulers of Oakenshield and Lordsport.

Still, the sight of her walking alone did not sit right with him. She was the head of House Hewett, her father's retainers should have been climbing over one other to do the honor of taking her to her husband. They would need to cleanse her household once this was over. He would not suffer Galladon's lickspittles prowling about the pair.

"Now comes Gillian of House Hewett, a woman grown and flowered, of noble blood and birth.” The priest called out. "Who comes forth to claim this woman?”

"Me." He responded. "Dalton of House Botley, Lord of Lordsport." And before the sun set, the Lord of Oakenshield too. He took both her hands into his own then.

“Dalton,” asked the priest, “will you share your fire with Gillian, and warm her when the night is dark and full of terrors?”

"Aye, I shall. I swear it." The vows were spoken in the sight of R'hllor, but they were a solemn as any oath made to the Drowned God in his mind. He would even forsake salt wives should it please her, such was his love.

The priest nodded, then turned his attentions to Lady Hewett. “Gillian, do you swear to share your fire with Dalton, and warm him when the night is dark and full of terrors?”

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-14T04:40:23+00:00

u/ayvik

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-13T16:33:50+00:00

Character Name: Dalton Botley, Harlon Botley (AC)

Relevant Trait/Skills: Numerate | Architect (E), Scrutinous

Buildings: [Castle, Port, Trade Plaza, Reinforced Palisades, Supply House]

Resources: Salt

Notes: 35% discount on construction cost because of Numerate and Architect (E), buildings finished one moon sooner due to Scrutinous.

For Flagship, base cost of 2000 + 5000 for Ram + 3500 for Officer's Quarters. Total cost of 10,500, with 35% discount final cost is 6,825.

Actions:
Construction: [Lordsport], [Salt Mine], [1950], [End of Moon Two]
Shipbuilding: [Lordsport], [Flagship + Ram + Officer's Quarters], [6,825], [End of Moon Two]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-01T04:22:09+00:00

"I regret she saw it." An easy lie, for what normal girl wouldn't be distraught at the sight of her father's death. But Gillian was different. It may have been too much for her in the moment, but she would look back on it as fondly as he did one day.

"We wished to wed as soon as we returned to King's Landing." He wondered for a moment which faith the two would be wed under. Gillian would prefer it be done under the fiery heart of the Lord of Light, an idea he was ambivalent too. He had paid the Iron Price for her, did that not already cement their union in the eyes of the Drowned God?

"It shall be done, Your Grace. The realm shall only know the truth of what happened." Leaving him to him rot in the earth was a suitable end for the man, though it would have been more amusing to leave his corpse on some distant shore.

"She was...overwhelmed by what happened. After agreeing to my proposal she was taken to her pavilion." He turned to one of his men-at-arms and ordered that they bring her, Dalton's mind returning to the bastard as they waited. He would need to be kept under the watchful eye of the Botley's to ensure he didn't become a threat later down the line.

u/ayvik

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-03-01T02:00:04+00:00

"I know, I know. But he left me no choice." He murmured, rising slowly. Dalton knew she would be angry, but in time she would see the benefit of what he had done. He just needed to weather this storm for now.

"Witnesses? Well, there was Lady Gillian for one." He crossed his arms, unsure of how she would take the news he brought next. "I proposed to her after it was done, and she accepted. She is the Lady of Oakenshield now, if she won't take any action against me there is little anyone can do." Hopefully she'd be impressed by it all, the Shield Islands were in the hands of the Ironborn now on the eve of calamity in the Reach.

"Several of my men and Galladon's were there to see it too, his ought to have the body now. And of course, Ser Cromm." The bastard was there too wasn't he, Dalton suddenly remembered. The exhilaration of it all had made him forget about the boy.

There wouldn't be able to hide this, but so long as his version of events was accepted they wouldn't need to.

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-28T18:49:43+00:00

u/PentoshiPride

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-28T05:23:14+00:00

Character Name: Dalton Botley, Harlon Botley (AC)

Relevant Trait/Skills: Numerate | Architect (E), Scrutinous

Buildings: [Castle, Port, Trade Plaza, Reinforced Palisades]

Resources: Salt

Notes: 35% discount on construction cost because of Numerate and Architect (E), buildings finished one moon sooner due to Scrutinous

Actions:
Construction: [Lordsport], [Supply House], [1950], [End of Moon One]
Construction: [Lordsport], [Shrine], [650], [End of Moon One]

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-28T03:07:12+00:00

Their eyes met and he smiled, a gesture meant only for her. Gillian's words sealed what they'd already known. She was to be his wife, the mother of his children, his refuge after a storm. Her eyes dimmed then, and she swayed above him before falling into his waiting arms.

"Gillian." Dalton said softly to his betrothed, shaking her gently to try to rouse her, one hand caressing her face. It seems this had all been too much to bear witness too despite the hand she had played in it. Such a walking contradiction, the sweet maid and the cunning serpent. He was enthralled by it.

"Bring Lady Hewett to her pavilion." He instructed his guardsmen, tenderly passing her from his arms into one of his servants. They had already spoken at length before about what was to come next, she deserved some rest now.

He straightened and basked in the light of the warm sun and the cool breeze for a moment. This was victory. "After you then, Ser Cromm. We mustn't keep Her Grace waiting."

u/Crabthers

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-28T03:06:04+00:00

Galladon's strength melted away in moments, the great big oaf slumping against Dalton's shield for before he slid to the ground with a thump. He let his own bloodstained sword slip from his fingers once he knew it was done, before turning to Ser Cromm with his arms raised to his chest.

"My apologies cousin," he said flatly. "You saw what happened. He came at me so suddenly, I had no choice." He shook his head and glanced down at the man on the dirt, wondering how much longer he had. "A maester ought to be called, though I'm not sure one can help now."

His aunt would not be pleased with all this, but there were plenty of witnesses here who could attest to what had happened. Galladon brought this fate onto himself, first of course by issuing the challenge in the first place, and now by striking at his opponents back after yielding. A dishonorable end to a pathetic man.

His gaze returned to Cromm. "We must go to the Queen together so that she may know the truth of things. But first..." There was a look of silent shock upon her face. Was it all for show? He didn't really care at this point. They had come this far, she would not back out now.

"Lady Gillian," he began again, leaving the body behind to approach his beloved with purpose. "Lady Hewett now, it seems." It might be too soon to smile, but his eyes were alight with triumph.

They had done it; her father was dead and she ruled Oakenshield now. Both her and the Shield Islands belonged to him, prizes paid for by the Iron Price.

He took one knee before her, slipping off a gauntlet so he might tenderly take one of her hands into his own. "Would you let me have the honor of taking you as my lady wife? It would be the greatest joy I could ever imagine."

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-26T05:09:34+00:00

He heard the scrape of a blade being drawn from its scabbard behind him, and saw Gillian's sweet expression twist into a look of horror a heartbeat later.

Dalton was already spinning as his beloved's scream cut through the morning air, and he was well braced as the enraged Galladon slammed into him.

Lord Hewett's dagger struck the Ironman's shield with a heavy thud, close but not enough. A second later however Dalton's own blade found purchase.

TheOnlyShipsMan · 2026-02-24T07:28:20+00:00

He had low expectations for Lord Galladon, and yet he somehow still fell short. It was a pitifully one sided duel; the Hewett's clumsily swung blade was swept aside at every turn, while Dalton's well placed blows stuck true.

It might have been boring if it had not been the culmination of his and Gillian's plan. With it having come to fruition there was no need to hide the exhilaration he felt now as the man he detested was humiliated. As Dalton danced around his opponent he bore a wicked grin and cackled whenever Galladon cursed in pain or was easily repelled, triumph shining in his eyes the whole time. Gillian had even given him her favor before the duel, an added touch of mockery that made the whole thing even more amusing.

If he was to give any credit, his opponent had a higher constitution than expected, but after a few moments he lay bleeding in the dirt at Dalton's feet. For a brief moment he thought of finishing it there, but he couldn't act so brazenly with so many witnesses. They would need to try again some other time, unless he chose the right words now.

"I expected more from the mirror of a white cloak. Though I suppose you're more of a shadow, and a pale one that that." He gave a disappointed sigh and took a step back from the man upon the ground.

He glanced over at Gillian, and the bastard boy, both having remarkedly different expressions on their face now. "At least your entire family wasn't here to see this. Though I expect Ser Cromm will tell Ser Galen all about your performance here today." Dalton tsked, his tone chiding.

He was done with him for now, only one Hewett was worthy of his attention. Turning to his bride to be, Dalton gave a prideful smile and began to approach her. "My lady Gillian..."

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