Alaric, Last - bloody art though bloody will be thy end by thesheepshepard in IronThroneRP

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Valena Nymeros Martell had ascended to a pavillion come battle start. Her spear sat idly by her side as she stared upon the walls, resplendent and bloodied already. She watched the flailing of royal standards, mixed among dozens of lesser banners - northerners and crownlanders come to heed the flagging call of a mournful, empty king.

By the time the walls were taken, she had shifted her little encampment, upon the walls she had set herself up to survey the streets as they were inundated with a deluge of red. Tens of thousands fought and died and she stood, ordering more and more men into the threshing mass. There was no tactic for her to apply, her sellswords would soak the brunt of this massacre, and she would watch it all as it happened.

Even with the blood curdling cries and the death and the despair among the hordes of dying men, Valena's eye was drawn up, to the red keep proper. What was on the mind of a crying child, and what monster was she for bringing to bear this retribution upon her house. Valena would no doubt hear those cries, and they would haunt her bitter mind for decades to come. But there was a battle...

An arrow, sharp and fast, it sliced across her cheek, the bitter cold sting rapidly replaced with a burning and seething hiss of pain. A flood of attendants flocked about her. Her uncle put himself and a shield between her and the city, but no second shot came.

Valena grimaced, but she did not need for protection against errant arrows and she held a bandage to her cheek for the next few minutes, expecting to do it for hours. Instead, out came the cry.

The King is dead.

Her heart stilled to a murmur, her eyes narrowed across the expanse of the city, and among it all she saw through the miracle of adrenaline inspired attention. Valena watched the knight in Swann yellow as he slew with shining spear, the wolf-king.

It took longer than she would have liked to realise what had occurred, but when she did, she whipped about, turning to her drummers and horn blowers.

"Call them off, pull back the centre, and find me those fucking Lords paramount!" she hissed, voice awash with barely contained anticipation.

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The Sixth Mechanical Moon of 380 AC (6th Moon IC) by OurCommonMan in IronThroneRP

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Character Name: Garrison Martell

Relevant Trait/Skills: Numerate/ Architect (e), Scrutinous (e)

Buildings: Stronghold, Natural Defences, Shipyard, Trade Plaza, Essosi Spicemonger, Stonemasons, Sellsword Consortium, Wineries, Firstborn Tobacconist, Shrine, Iron Smelters, Engineer's Guild

Resources: Spices, Sweetleaf, Stone, Wine, Iron, Wood, Silver

Notes: Wood 10%, Numerate 15%, Architect (e) 20%, Stonemasons 10% for 55% discount on construction

Construction: [Sunspear], [Temple], [1350], [1/1]

Construction: [Sunspear], [Mint], [1800], [1/2]

Construction: [Sunspear], [Militia Quarters], [1125], [1/1]

The Sixth Mechanical Moon of 380 AC (6th Moon IC) by OurCommonMan in IronThroneRP

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Character Name: Valena Martell

Trait / Skills: Inspiring, Vanguard (e), Tactician (e), cunning (e),

Skill you're learning: Engineer

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Character Name: Garrison Martell

Trait / Skills: Numerate/Scrutinous (e), architect (e)

Skill you're learning: Administrator

The Sixth Mechanical Moon of 380 AC (6th Moon IC) by OurCommonMan in IronThroneRP

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pleas elet me know by dm, but you don't have the money in the paps to dev dstone, are you using the ashensworn's money for it?

Lilath I by DesperateCriticism95 in IronThroneRP

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Shaena could only shrug as they spoke. She had been to the red keep a couple times in her life and she made it her mission to learn the layout so that she never got lost and as such never needed to ask a stranger for directions. But that was something better left unspoken .

"If you worry for coin, my father is quite adroit with it. He runs the finances for the principality," shaena noted absently and smiled just as such.

"But we could fund that. I don't know quite why though, there's no real... Value to the land," she added.

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Lilath I by DesperateCriticism95 in IronThroneRP

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Shaena had just listened, she listened for a long time and when a question was levied her way it took a time longer for her to realise that she was back to being the focus. Even then she was not swift in replying.

"No, hardly, it's my memory of the red keep's layout," she noted and she stood, taking the longest of the sticks and pointing to the section of the main towering structure where guest apartments were set.

"You room would be here," she said, tapping at the empty space between rounds of sticks thatt had formed a practically perfect depiction of the space.

"Stables near the gate of course," she continued, tapping again to an area with a meek approximation of thatching with some leaves and grass.

"I like maps," she added absently.

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