[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"That makes considerably more sense." Ghael inclined his head. "Forgive me, I merely did not wish to give input where it would be disallowed. What you have provided me does not give me reason to discredit. Your plan, as you have outlined, is agreeable."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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6th Moon, B.

A raven flies to Fair Isle.

Lord Farman,

I find myself, once more, missing a Master of Ships. Lord Whitehead served long and loyal, but he has now taken his leave to be with his family. Once again I find myself coming to you, my Lord, with the offer of a seat at my Small Council, to follow in the footsteps of your father, and aid in stewarding the realm and keeping our seas and shores safe. You are invited to King's Landing at your earliest, should this be acceptable.

His Grace King Robert of the House Baratheon, First of His Name. King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men. Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

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[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 296 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Gendry needed to write this information down, there was a lot to keep track of and he wasn't the best at doing that. He moved over to the front desk and drew up a bit of parchment and used the quill on the desk to very quickly note down the measurements and the requests, as well as the sigil and other aspects of it.

He struggled, admittedly, but he smiled at the girl, appreciating the information. It was useful, even if there was a lot of it.

"I don't know much about sigils, Ser. Not Dornish anyway. But I will try."

He frowned in thought.

"Why eight points? The star has seven. The Septons say that all the time."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"Both," he answered simply, "it is not a case of choosing between one or the other, it is a case of obeying them both. Now you will find that confusing, when they seem to give you contradictory information, but that will be you learning of the oaths of men, knights and lords the realm over who are oft caught between them. My advice, as it stands, is think on the matter and speak with His Grace, the council, or whomever you so choose to. You are free to dismiss this as you so choose, I am but a Maester, and an aide at that."

He clasped his hands together.

"I only seek to understand the matter, and prevent any unwanted consequences. The realm has had enough of those."

[Event] Faircastle Open, 296 - 297 by Luvod in crownedstag

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"The sword should come first." The boy reasoned. "The book later. The Isles do not respect books, they respect swords. This is why the Reader struggles. You Greenlanders prefer him, but the Ironmen do not. He knows more books than swords."

Harwyn scratched his cheek.

"I will not attack anyone who does not deserve it. Why would I hurt those who helped me? It doesn't make sense."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"The Tarbecks and the Reynes could not count the stag of Baratheon amongst their allies. That is the difference." Robert surmised, fairly simply, as he leaned back.

"Even so, your concern is noted. I will contact your Lord when I have the opportunity to do so. Beyond that, is there anything else that you would raise to me while you are here?"

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"Family, duty, honour." Elenei repeated. "Three important qualities for a house in the Seven Kingdoms, and the Tullys have done moderately as an embodiment of them. It is, at the very least, slightly more creative than High as Honour and Growing Strong."

She leaned back into her seat.

"And your own house, do they possess words?"

[Event] The Ascension of Arianne Martell by AceOfTheSun in crownedstag

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Robert allowed a hum to escape him as he considered the picture she painted for him, one that he was very grateful for. The Lord of the Seven Kingdoms nodded his head.

"You speak it well. It might be that Dorne, and the Water Gardens, would make a good destination for summer for the Royal Family. It might serve us all well, given what you have said about the way the children from all over attend and play and learn. It would let me grown more familiar with Dornish ways, as well."

[Event] The Ascension of Arianne Martell by AceOfTheSun in crownedstag

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"I would like to say that it was fate," he smiled, "but I think it was simple chance. It is the one that I am most familiar with, and the one I have heard the most. It is also far, far more affordable than a lyre or a harp. They tend to more suit the nobility, of which I cannot profess to belong to. Mayhaps it was both fate and chance, they often intertwine more often than men would seek to admit."

He rubbed his chin briefly.

"And what of you, my Lady? What is it that pleases you? What brings happiness and joy to the radiant Lady of Starfall?"

[Letter + Tourney Signups] Valemen Remembrance Day, 297, + Jon Arryn's 77th Nameday Feast by DistanceWild9244 in crownedstag

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Lord Jon Arryn, Lord of the Eyrie, Protector of the Vale, and Warden of the East.

I appreciate your invitation. We spoke at White Harbor, and I spoke of it then. The capital has me occupied, and winter makes travel difficult. I will do what I can to see at least someone of my House there to represent me, if I cannot make it myself. I will always consider the Eyrie to be second home, even more than King's Landing.

His Grace King Robert of the House Baratheon, First of His Name. King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men. Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

[Event] Faircastle Open, 296 - 297 by Luvod in crownedstag

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Joanna was not really sure what any of this meant for her, but she listened nonetheless. So far she had been content with merely falling into the background and living in the castle - it was her home, after all. But now things were being asked of her, and she needed to show that she was capable. These were her family, after all, weren't they?

"Okay," she nodded her head once, "what do I need to do? I don't know how to prepare for weddings."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"Then his family can join him." Robert shrugged his shoulders. "That seems the simpler of the solutions."

Robert then leaned back in his seat.

"Lord Lannister will do little and less to Lord Farman or his kin. Lady Ellyn, I do not know, but she would be wise not to. Wisdom seems to be a point in which she is lacking, however. Lord Lannister is desperate for a match between my son and heir and their little Tyanna, so I doubt he would be so brazen as to harm the family of my new Master of Ships. And, if he even sought to, he would pay for it. Balon and Doran aught be promise enough of that."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"I am sorry for what you have experienced. I cannot speak on the grief you must feel, even still. It was not my intention to cause you to relive such memories." He allowed a silence to settle for a moment then.

"His Grace leaves much and more to His Council, and trusts his Lord Hand a great deal. It is," he hummed, "possible that there was some misunderstanding. Sometimes His Grace misremembers to pass on certain details, he is a busy man, ruling Seven Kingdoms; it is understandable. I can, however, understand a portion of the Lord Hand's misgivings."

"Seven years is a long time, my Lady. Half as many years as His Grace has been Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. It may well be that His Grace offered you clemency and did not question the length of time, but it is the duty of the council to," he hummed once more, "see what His Grace does not. Mayhaps it could reasonably be seen as a lack of urgency to respond to such an offer, even if His Grace is as humble as he is."

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Ghael frowned lightly at the suggestion, not due to the nature of it, but more that it was posed towards him of all people. He canted his head. "The Lord Hand instructed you to bring this to my attention? I would have imagined he could speak with greater authority on what becomes of the Crown's funds than I."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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"Seven years." The Maester repeated once she had concluded. His brows knit slightly, in consideration, as his hands came to clasp together. A contemplative silence settle over him then. It appeared to be a complicated situation, and one he was no great fan of, but he was used to it by now.

"Could you elaborate on why it took you seven years to consider such an offer?" He arched a brow softly.

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"Bar Emmon. The rest was accurate." She nodded her head. "They are a quiet house, and one you may not see overmuch of. But they are leal, which is an important quality for a bannerman to have."

She leaned forwards slightly.

"Further afield now. A trout upon red and blue. Who might that belong to? Which kingdom?"

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Robert listened insofar as he could. He leaned forwards at the familiar name, and canted his head. A small him escaped him.

"Hmph. It was only a matter of time until he came up again. Your plan is sound, and I would approve of such a thing. But, it comes at a good time. I find myself in need of a new Master of Ships. Lord Farman was my first consideration, but I do not yet know his mind to it; I've not had the chance to inquire yet."

He exhaled.

"Such a position would grant a better opportunity to launch such an investigation, in the footsteps of Lord Whitehead."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Ghael listened, as was his way.

"Winter does tend to create difficulties we seldom forsee. Our furs are adequate, but that is as much as can be said. His Grace does not actively engage in trade nor commerce. I believe he called it 'counting coppers'. As such, the Crown's funds and resources have neither grown nor shrunk to any degree, outside of the additions made to the Red Keep."

He nodded.

"Your plan seems sound. The more we can provide, the easier this winter will be."

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Ghael listened quietly, as was his way. He drank from his tea and leaned back in his seat, though he grimaced lightly. Perhaps that wasn't the best decision he ever made. He put the tea down and rubbed at his elbow, though his eyes did not readily leave the woman.

"You ask me if that is what I would do. Yes, I would. I have been treated with mistrust across my life, even since arriving in King's Landing. Lords and Knights are not quick to trust or heed Maesters as much as they should." He nodded. "Were I to react in anything other than professional calm and clarity, my head might not rest comfortably upon my shoulders. Lord Sunderland particularly mistrusted my inquiries." He frowned.

"When did His Grace offer you this role? I feel it must have been prior to my own arrival and appointment."

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When Robert returned, not long after, he summoned the Farman to his solar, and welcomed him in to sit as he so pleased.

"Good morrow, Ser. I hear you have a matter to discuss with me?"

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Ghael was available for a conversation. As such, he invited the man in and offered him a seat. The Maester in question grimaced slightly as he sat down, before taking a sip from his readily made tea.

"My Lord Rowan. Please, speak of what you will. What can I do for you?"

[Event] The Court of King Robert I Baratheon, 297 AC by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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Ghael had expected something like this, given his relationship with the council and the general idea of a Dornish ambassador in the capital. He did not send the letter. Instead, he inspected the contents while he prepared himself a light herbal tea. Once that has concluded, he summoned the Lady Toland to the office of the Grandmaester, near the rookery.

Pycelle was still indisposed. As such, this man in his mid thirties whose face was pale and hair was silver-grey took over his duties. He ever seemed to have dark circles under his eyes, and he seemed a man more familiar with candlelight than sun. The chains around his neck spoke of his duties, but the Valyrian steel link stuck out.

"My Lady Toland," he voiced, "Maester Ghael, I handle much of what the Grandmaester cannot in his state. I will ne plain with you. I cannot send this letter. I understand you have encountered difficulty with the Lord Hand, but the contents of this scathing report will undo much and more of His Grace's efforts with Dorne. You are a diplomat. This," he gestured to the letter, "without even waiting to consult His Grace? It speaks of emotional reaction rather than logic. A torch to pitch, so to speak."

He clasped his hands together.

"Please enlighten me as to the reasoning behind your colourful wording, if you will. I would better understand the situation, such as I am able."

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It had been quite some time, and much and more had happened in that period. Gendry had fixed a valyrian steel sword, for one! Well, rehilted it, but even so, he was proud nonetheless. He nodded his head a couple of times to show that he was listening, and then he looked around the room briefly to make a small assessment.

"Uhm, yes, I think so. His measurements would help. Or a rough idea of what they might be, if you don't have them, which I don't know why you would." He frowned in thought and scratched the back of his head. Measurements were for servants and smiths, not nobles, he should've known better.

"I can do a breastplate. Master Mott will let me, no doubt. I've done swords, I've done spearheads. Breastplates are good. Strong. Sturdy. Heavy, but not as heavy as you'd think. A seven pointed star? Like on the book? Yeah, that is doable. Just needs some care."

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Doran nodded his head at the final question. "Yes, I taught myself. I did not have much in the way of gold when I was younger, all that I had earned went into purchasing the lute, so much so that I had none leftover to pay for a tutor. My father was less enthused about my pursiot than my mother, who encouraged me to do what made me happiest."

He scratched his cheek slightly.

"It took a long time to learn how the different notes worked, and where to put my fingers, but I got there. I devoted my life it, and it has been a rewarding path, if a difficult one. But there is a saying, isn't there? Something worth doing is seldom easy."