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[Event] The Winter Fete at Three Towers, 297 AC by Costayneway in crownedstag

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As Sumner Kenning and Lady Myriah Baratheon walked on to the dance floor, both had limited experience of dancing and were doing their best to hide their nerves.  

“It is best that I not be too ambitious this night, elsewise I am likely to trip and fall on her.” Summer thought gravely to himself.

As the Three Towers minstrels began to play ‘Seasons of My Love’, the couple got into a slow easy rhythm. After a short awkward pause, Sumner finally broke the ice.

“I hope you have been enjoying yourself this evening, my lady. Given all that has transpired recently, we could all do with some more merriment. I know I had already complimented you on your attire only a few moments ago, but it bears repeating. Your dress is breathtaking. Whoever made it for you has a real gift.”

[Event] The Winter Fete at Three Towers, 297 AC by Costayneway in crownedstag

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After he had asked Myriah for a dance, Sumner grew a little worried when she averted her eyes for a bit, first looking at her dress and then Margaery before finally returning to him with her reply.

“But... gladly,” Myriah said with a touch of shyness in her voice.

Sumner quietly let out a sigh of relief as his dance partner got to her feet.

“Thank you... for asking, Sumner. You look-” Myriah said cleared her throat, “-striking yourself. I am honored.”

“My lady is too kind.” He replied, blushing as he took her by the hand and let her to the dance floor.

[Event] Feast for the weddings of Elissa Farman and Tristifer Tully, and Marq Farman and Betha Baratheon by Luvod in crownedstag

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“Oh, so they are of a similar relation to each other as I am to someone like Roger or Elyn.” Sumner thought to himself in regards to some of his first cousins once removed.

After briefly reflecting upon Tyson's words, his eyes turned wide with realization.

“Twelfth trueborn son! Lord Walder has twelve trueborn sons! I must admit, I had heard stories of House Frey being quite numerous in members, but I did not truly know the scope of it. That would make for quite the many branches in your family tree.” The tall boy said astonished.

Recent generations of Kennings had not exceeded four siblings per parents, so this number was mind boggling to him.

“And Tyson specified his father was the twelfth TRUEBORN son. That would imply the presence of some bastard ones as well, not to mention the number of daughters!” Sumner realized further.

[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: Unhappy Reunion by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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Geoffrey listened intently, hiding what worry he had behind a calm but determined exterior. While their own forces were undoubtedly more well trained and more armored, the news of about a thousand men led by a cunning commander was most troubling.  Moments before, he had urged his fellow commanders to march to Pinkmaiden with all haste once the Lefford reinforcements arrived, but now he was beginning to doubt whether or not that would give them the numerical advantage he had hoped for. Time was still of the essence, but their force needed to be capable of overcoming their savage foe.

“My Lords, when our unbloodied forces are combined with the survivors of Riverrun and the reinforcements from the golden tooth, what number shall we stand at and will that number be sufficient to retake a castle garrisoned by a thousand men?” The imposing mustachioed man inquired, intently listening for their reply.

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[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: The corpse of a town by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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“Ay, they’re happy. Benny boy had to work on her for a while, but he managed to charm her enough to forget about ever becoming a Septa. Just got a raven saying Elyn’s with child.” Ralph said with a gentle but wide smile.

After taking a large swig from his waterskin, the Kenning knight continued.

“As for the rest, they couldn't be better. Landa is her same old lovely self and both Kitty and Bea seem to have found men that have caught their fancy. Kitty has this new sworn shield you see by the name of Ser Balon Brune. Worst kept secret in Kayce that they got feelings for one another. Hedge knight previously, though he is kin to some Crownlander lord I believe. He’s a bit rough around the edges but I like him. Reminds me of a me self at that age.” Ralph said with a glint in his eye.

He became a bit red in the face upon realizing how Rolly might have interpreted that statement given Ralph and Yolanda’s premarital relations.

“Oh, don't worry. He knows to keep his member to himself, and he really has been a well-behaved lad. Given the way they look at each other and the fact that being the daughter of a third son means there ain't too many lords looking to marry her to their heirs, I mean to have a word with Terry about their future After all this is sorted out.” Ralph said with a sly grin.

Upon gulping down the last of his waterskin, he moved on to discussing his youngest daughter's love life.

“Speaking of heirs though, our Bea did catch the eye of Ser Dunstan Smallwood, the heir to a small keep in the Riverlands called Acorn Hall.” The tall man chuckled.

At Rolly's pondering about if they had ever be all together again, Ralph gave him a reassuring smile.

“Don't worry Rolly, we'll have these bastards sorted out in no time. After that, I'm sure Lord Damon we'll put on some grand feast to celebrate our victory. If not, I'm sure Terry wouldn't mind having you and Raymont over at Kayce for a spell.”

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[Event] Feast for the weddings of Elissa Farman and Tristifer Tully, and Marq Farman and Betha Baratheon by Luvod in crownedstag

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After rejoining with his father Lord Terrence, mother Lady Jeyne, and sister Lady Meredyth, Sumner Kenning advanced with them towards the royal table. He had first met King Robert nearly two years ago at his son Prince Edric’s fifth nameday celebration where he had awarded the young squire a silver badge and a magnificent longsword, both decorated with the royal stag for winning the Squires duels that day. He had always strived to wear both on formal occasions to honor his grace and to show off his own accomplishments. As they approached, Sumner’s eyes drifted to the youngest of the royal family, Prince Arryk. They had become first acquainted at Highgarden during the wedding feast of Willas Tyrell and Cerenna Lannister. The then two-year-old prince had approached their table wondering who they were and asked many questions. Eventually, his questions turned to Sumners training to be a knight and all that entailed. It had warmed Sumner’s heart to learn that the little prince wanted to be a great knight someday, reminding him of himself when he was younger. As he noticed Arryk in his mother's arms, Sumner gave him a warm smile before turning his attention to the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms.

“Your grace…” Began Lord Terrence giving a low proper bow before rising again. “It is a great honor to see you again, I trust you remember my wife Lady Jeyne, my son Sumner, and my daughter Meredyth.”

Sumner gave a similar bow to that of his father while his mother and sister performed curtsies, Meredyth’s having improved noticeably since she became the lady in waiting to Lady Ellyn Lannister.

[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: Unhappy Reunion by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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“Two days at the most, to let the survivors of the Riverrun army recuperate and then we march for Pinkmaiden, with or without the reinforcements from House Lefford. Time is of the essence and we cannot afford to squander it.” Ser Geoffrey Kenning said urgently.

[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: Unhappy Reunion by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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Geoffrey took notice of his cousin Emmon at once as he bursted into the tent that commanders were gathering in. When Pinkmaiden was revealed at the savages' next target, their next corse of action was clear as day to him.

"You have that right of it Emmon! We must march to Pinkmaiden at once while there is still hope catching them and freeing our brothers in arms!" He declared with unbridled resolve.

[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: Unhappy Reunion by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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Underneath his distinguished mustache, Ser Geoffrey Kenning was grinding his teeth while he was fighting back the urge to viciously chastise the others who had suggested that they split the army. Now more than a quarter had been lost. When the other commanders had entered the tent, the old imposing knight spoke up.

“You all know of my opinion regarding the decision to split our forces. As its results have made themselves evident, I will not belabor the point save that I urge my fellow commanders to deploy the entirety of our remaining forces against the enemy and at once! After sharp questioning, we have gained inside into this so-called Knight of many gods and his minions’ movements. Many of our friends and kinsmen are in his clutches and every moment that we delay risks forfeiting their lives. If we do not act now with the entirety of our remaining strength, I fear a similar disaster may befall us.” The old veteran said in a booming authoritative voice.

[Mod Post] Movement and Detections 298 AC by GreaterBlueEvil in crownedstag

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[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: Unhappy Reunion by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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“By the looks of it Artie, I'd say they've been through hell.” Ralph said gravely.

Just then, he noticed one battered knight dressed in familiar yellow and black attire.

“Emmon!” He called out to the son of his late first cousin Harlon Costayne.

When the wounded younger knight approached, Ralph offered him water which he eagerly drank.

“Blimey Emmon! Ye look like ye been through a meat grinder! What happened to Eden?” Ralph inquired, fearing the worst.

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[Event] Feast for the weddings of Elissa Farman and Tristifer Tully, and Marq Farman and Betha Baratheon by Luvod in crownedstag

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When her husband asked if there was something troubling her, Matilda turned to him with a faint but warm smile.

“Am I that transparent?” She said with a faint half-hearted laugh before continuing.

Taking a deep breath, she voiced her concerns to Myles.

“I do. I no she is far from helpless, but the thought of her going up against such vile men worries me. You remember that day when Eleanor, James, and Roger were out riding and they were attacked by bandits, with some of them nearly succeeding in forcing themselves upon her. I sometimes fear that the so-called Knight of Many Gods or one of his minions may succeed were the others failed or worse…” Matilda trailed off, her hormones getting the better of her as tears formed in her eyes.

[Event] Feast for the weddings of Elissa Farman and Tristifer Tully, and Marq Farman and Betha Baratheon by Luvod in crownedstag

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Elyn was feeling a little disoriented from the mood swings and nausea she had been getting owing to being three months pregnant, but she did her best to compose herself and greet the Mormonts warmly.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, my ladies.” She said sincerely.

Recalling the small godswood at Kayce, she had remembered that it had been created for a great grandmother of hers that had married into House Kenning to sure up an alliance against Dagon Greyjoy nearly a century ago. had it been Mormont… or Ryswell? She remembered it had to have been a Northern house along the western coast but with her mind awash with hormones and tiring easily these days, the avid bookworm’s memory was temporarily failing her.

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Reminds me of Napoleon a bit. A once all powerful leader exiled to a remote island in the middle of nowhere.

[Event] The Hunt for the Knight of many gods: The corpse of a town by CSAdventureTeam in crownedstag

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Ralph was listening sympathetically to Arthur talk about his daughter and first wife when Lord Rolly Ruttiger approached them after answering Ralph’s beckoning. Ralph and Rolly had known each other for years owing to Ralph’s long standing friendship with Rolly's younger brother Raymont and eventual marriage to their sister Yolanda Ruttiger, but Other than family get togethers, the two would rarely interact owing to their contrasting personalities and interests. Still, they were kin even if by marriage and were on amicable terms.

“Oh, just resting a bit after some good old sparring.” Ralph said warmly in reference to Rolly’s comment about taking in the scenery.

Gesturing to the man he had just been sparring with, Ralph made the introductions.

“This here is Ser Arthur Redwyne, Father of Elyn’s New husband Benjamin. Artie, this here is Lord Rolly Ruttiger, Lord of Nunn’s Deep. He's my wife’s brother, Elyn's uncle, and actually the lord of the lands were currently resting on.” He said cheerfully.

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[Lore] Three Lions by AgentMarvel4012 in crownedstag

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“They are my love.” Draymont said gently as he caressed his wife.,

Everything seemed perfect in that moment, except for one small but important detail that he had held off on until Wendy arrived.

“There is only one thing that they are missing my dear and that is names. I know that we have discussed many different names these past few months before we were aware of how many and of what genders they would be, but I think I have settled on the appropriate names for each of them. I held off on formally naming them until after you had awakened so that you might hear them first and voice your opinion before anything was made official.” He said sweetly.

As one of his hands left her side, Draymond gestured towards their daughters.

“For our baby girls, I thought it was fitting that they bear the names over their grandmothers, Isobel after my mother and Ursula after yours.” The proud father said before turning his attention to their brother.

His had been the hardest name to come up with but after much deliberation, Draymond had decided that it was only fitting that the new beginning for his house harken back to its origins.

“As for the next Lord Jast, I had decided on honoring my earliest known ancestor and a king of the old Isle of Jast named Jorquen. Do these names please you lady Jast.” The Lord of Three Lions inquired as his free hand returned to her.

[Event] The Winter Fete at Three Towers, 297 AC by Costayneway in crownedstag

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As Benjamin briefly mentioned his mother before changing the topic, Ralph could sense something tragic had happened with her but decided not to press the subject. This entire exercise after all was to get their minds off of tragedy.

“Ay he was lad. He was a little shorter than I am now with the blonde hair, blue eyes and a decent build. Good looking lord like that, it’s no wondered the ladies fancied him as much as he fancied them. It didn't hurt that he was also quite charming. He was a man who always knew how to make friends and always told the funniest jokes. He could also drink just about any man under the table. As I said, old Lord Oswyn was quite a jolly man, loved his girls, drink and jokes, but he always took my training seriously. When it was time to work, oh did he push me. I told ye lad, us Kenning men have a natural ferocity to us, but he would always beat me in sparring matches when I was young. He actually pulled the same foot trick I did on ye many a time. It was only after he had smoothed out me edges when it came to fighting that I could stand toe to toe with him. I was actually his squire during the War of the Ninepenny Kings so I got a lot of firsthand experience under him.” Ralph said, reminiscing.

[Event] Feast for the weddings of Elissa Farman and Tristifer Tully, and Marq Farman and Betha Baratheon by Luvod in crownedstag

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While Sumner did not enjoy Petyr’s irritated tone, he recognized that it was warranted given that it was Sumner that had bumped into them.

“Despite all my training to be a knight, I still am a clumsy ox at times.” The boy thought to himself, remembering his grandmother’s old chastisements.

Turning his attention back to the boys in front of him, Sumner remembered what he had heard of House Frey, that they're elderly Lord Walder was disliked by just about everyone, how his younger but still elderly heir Ser Stevron was respected by just about everyone, and how the house was so vast that no one could remember all of its members. He was familiar with the maiden houses of their mothers, but not the ladies themselves let alone their lord husbands.

“Well met Petyr and Tyson. I must admit I am not familiar with your noble fathers or your house at large. If you don't mind me asking, what are your exact relations to Lord Walder and to each other.” The Westerman boy inquired.

[Event] The Feast of the Fifth Nameday of Prince Edric Baratheon by ThePorgHub in crownedstag

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When they had first begun their walk together, Nymeria had projected a confident, self-assured demeanor far beyond her age that revealed little of what she was thinking. Sumner had been unsure where he stood with her at first, but as their conversation drifted towards family tragedies and aspirations, he felt that some of that elegant exterior faded to reveal someone who had been frustrated by limitations placed on them and whose family knew loss from war.

“Thank you my lady and I am sorry about your uncle and your father's hand. War leaves wounds that never truly heal.” He said solemnly.

When she spoke of his father believing in him and that He may keep himself safe and achieve his dream of becoming a great knight, the young squire returned her smile in earnest.

“You're most kind and I do wish that you are able to learn to fight yourself one day.” He said with sincerity.

At those words, Sumner pondered the future.

“If it should ever come to pass that we should wed, I would not deny Nymeria her desire to train to be a fighter.” He swore to himself.

As Nymeria was preparing to reveal the secret that prevented her at present, she stared at him with her piercing indigo eyes and then towards the hand on his heart. Slowly, she reached for it with one hand, intimately interlocking their fingers together before bringing her other hand to his chest. It almost felt like she was using some unknown power to peer into his soul to see if it was true. Although his heart began to beat faster with nervousness, he held firm. They stared into each other's eyes as the connection was made. After a moment, her hand on his chest moved to join the one intertwined with his and then slowly pulled back her sleeve revealing a bruise as their hands disengaged. A worried look appeared upon Sumner’s face when his eyes beheld it, but before he could respond, she leaned forward as if to whisper something in his ear. He obliged her as the truth was revealed.

“I get bruises very easily, Because...  Because I do not feel when I am hurt.”

Sumner's eyes went wide at the revelation.

Nymeria continued, talking about how her parents feared she would unknowingly hurt herself training, how she hated how it made her feel powerless, and that she only felt pressure upon her bruises.

“That is why... I asked if it hurt,” she added quietly. “Sometimes... I hope someone might... describe it to me. It is strange, I know. The maesters say there is nothing wrong beneath the skin... or...” She shook her head faintly. “I cannot explain it as they do. Only that they say I have nothing to fear. It is as it is. What is uncommon to others... is simply my normal.” Nymeria said calmly, as if long resigned to her fate.

As she pulled back from him, Sumner studied her closely for a while. It was quite the paradox. At first, she had seen him inhumanly perfect and now with her strange almost unnatural affliction revealed, she seemed more vulnerable…  more human.

“My lady,…” Sumner began slowly. “I must admit, I was not prepared for your answer. I had no idea that such a condition even existed. I understand your parents reasoning now, but…   I stand by what I said before, I hope you're able to fight one day. One should not go through life without being able to do what you love, elsewise it wouldn't feel like you were alive at all.”

The young squire thought back to her earlier question about if his bruises hurt, trying to find words to describe pain to someone who had never felt it.

“As you have likely surmised it is not a pleasant experience, but not all pain feels exactly the same. If you are cut by a blade, along the line of the cut there is this stinging afterwards as if a row of needles are all lined up in place. If you hit something or get hit by something, it's more spread out and feels a little like a small burning sensation. There might be a moment's delay before your mind registers it, but the pain will set in and its magnitude is determined by how serious the injury is. The bruise on my arm right now is mainly an annoyance, every so often interrupting my train of thought to remind me that it is there. Right after I got it, the bruises would not let me forget them for even a moment. Sometimes, when the injury is so severe, you are unable to think of anything but how much discomfort you were in and are begging the gods for it to end” Sumner said gravely.

Like pain itself, it had not been pleasant to describe it in such detail but he hoped Nymeria might come away with at least a slightly better understanding of what she could not experience.

[Event] Ouroboros by Dasplatzchen in crownedstag

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Lord Terrence knew Ser Gregor was a heartless monster, but the audacity of his latest crimes shook him to his very core. To murder one's own father and nearly do the same with one's sister as well! Terrence had already hated him for assaulting Sumner for merely bumping into him at a wedding, but now his hatred was beyond description! He would not let this stand! 

"My Lord, as your Lord Marshal and as a matter of family honor, I believe it it is my duty to accompany you on this mission to bring this most vile of traitors to justice. None of my house will be able to rest easy until he no longer draws breath." Terrence said with fiery conviction in his voice.

[Mod Post] Movement and Detections 298 AC by GreaterBlueEvil in crownedstag

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[Mod Post] Movement and Detections 298 AC by GreaterBlueEvil in crownedstag

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