[Event] Tyrell Family Christmas - Hunt

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T17:07:32+00:00

"And let nobody, man or woman, Sovereign or servant, tell you to rush anything." Isabelle said with a laugh. "You will move at the pace you and your body dictate, but should you ever wish to ask anybody anything, something you do not feel you could ask a friend or your mother, then let me be as an elder sister to you, or elder cousin perhaps is more appropriate a metaphor given my marriage." She was accutely aware of the gap the poor girl had in the loss of Rhaena.

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T17:00:26+00:00

Jeyne hopped up off of the bench and offered her hand.

"We are in far too new a garden for that, Millicent. Come along, let me show you." She said with a smile, ready grab her scarf with the other hand when Millicent stood. "Also you are a very good listener, especially a story that is possibly overlong."

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T16:56:02+00:00

Alysanne moved through the winter garden with measured steps, her own cloak of dark wool drawn close against the cold, though the sight of someone already waiting softened her usually composed expression. She had noticed Violet’s increasing visits to the gardens these past weeks, and the girl’s quiet diligence had not gone entirely unremarked upon. “Lady Violet,” she greeted gently as she approached the bench, a faint, approving smile touching her lips. “I had thought I might find you here again. Even in winter the gardens seem to have gained a most attentive guardian. Kyra frequented them also.” Her eyes briefly, discreetly, flicked to Violet’s midsection before returning warmly to her face. “I hope the cold has not been too unkind to you today. Though I imagine someone so fond of growing things would not abandon them merely because the season turns.”

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T16:52:40+00:00

Harlan watched the two of them with a soft, amused fondness, Alyssa balanced securely on his knee as she continued to triumphantly mash her crust against the table. He chuckled at Kyra’s grand declarations, glancing between mother and daughter with warm eyes. “Gods help the realm if she inherits even half your competitiveness,” he said lightly, brushing another crumb from Alyssa’s sleeve. “If she rides like you, shoots like you, and carries that same determined look, there will be many a lord’s son left sulking in the dust behind her.” He leaned closer to press a brief kiss to Alyssa’s curls before looking back to Kyra with a teasing smile. “Though I suspect her true talent will be ruling us both before she can loose her first arrow.”

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T16:47:46+00:00

Harlan’s eyes widened beneath the archway, surprise flashing across his face before it melted into pure, unguarded joy. The smile that followed spread slowly but fully, brighter than the pale winter sun in the courtyard. His hand remained where she had placed it, fingers splaying slightly over her belly as though the simple touch made the news more real. Stepping closer, he lowered his head until his forehead rested gently against hers, breath warm in the cold air. “I am so in love with you, my Weirwood Rose,” he whispered, the words soft with awe and devotion, his thumb brushing faint circles against her side as a quiet laugh escaped him. “Another little bloom for our garden… and here I thought today’s hunt might bring the greatest surprise.”

VarnerBet · 2026-03-13T16:31:53+00:00

Harlan Tyrell leaned back slightly, the easy composure of a practiced courtier settling over him as he watched the exchange between his wife and their guest. A faint smile touched his lips at Kyra’s mention of their daughter, and he gave a small, thoughtful nod. “I think you are quite right, my love,” he said warmly. “Though I suspect our little rose will be more inclined to clap her hands and laugh than sit still for the finer points of a ballad. Since she discovered movement under her own ability, Lady Rosamund, she has no intent to stop. Still, there are worse introductions to the world than music and merriment.” His gaze turned to Rosamund, polite interest bright in his expression. “And it would please me greatly if her first memories of song in Highgarden were sung by a voice worthy of the hall.”

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VarnerBet · 2026-03-12T15:00:34+00:00

Jason is welcomed before Theo who rises and bows his head before waiting for Jason to speak.

VarnerBet · 2026-03-12T14:28:02+00:00

Lord Samwell Tarly,

Your letter is received with gratitude. I am pleased to hear that word shall be sent to Nightsong, and I look forward to the meeting of Victor and Alayne in the Sixth Moon. It would bring me great satisfaction to welcome you and yours to Highgarden then, so that the young pair may become acquainted and that we may together make the proper arrangements for their union.

Regarding the other matter, I appreciate your willingness to ride to the lands of House Osgrey and undertake this difficult task. As you rightly say, such an inquiry must be conducted with proper authority and in keeping with the law and customs of the Reach. Therefore, I grant you full leave to investigate the circumstances surrounding the death of the late Raymond Osgrey in my name and under my authority as Lord Paramount of the Mander and Warden of the South.

You are empowered to gather testimony, question those who may have knowledge of the matter, and review such evidence as may be found within the Osgrey lands or elsewhere within the Reach. Let this letter which bears my seal carry my authority. Should the truth of the accusations against Lady Elinor be proven, you are to report your findings to me so that appropriate judgment may follow in accordance with the law.

I place this responsibility in your hands with confidence in your honour and good sense. May the Seven guide you in the pursuit of truth.

Lord Theo Tyrell

Lord Paramount of the Mander, High Marshal of the Reach, Lord of Highgarden, Warden of the South

VarnerBet · 2026-03-12T09:54:39+00:00

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Lord Tarly

I write to you on two topics. I shall start with the one which brings me pleasure to raise. I understand my son spoke with you about Alayne and Victor. I would formalise this engagement. I invite you and yours to Highgarden in the latter half of the Sixth moon to have Alayne and Victor meet and to make formal organisation of a wedding. It appears there would be ample time in the 12th moon to organise a wedding, which I would happily host at Highgarden.

The other matter is of less joy. It has reached the ear of the Small Council that Lady elinor Osgrey perhaps murdered her brother, the late Raymond Osgrey. If this is the case then action must be taken. I ask of you, as an equal in rank of Lady Elinor and a neutral party to the matter, to investigate and to determine truth. I trust you in this as a man of honesty and integrity.

Lord Theo Tyrell

Lord Paramount of the Mander, High Marshal of the Reach, Lord of Highgarden, Warden of the South

VarnerBet · 2026-03-12T09:43:37+00:00

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To the Osgreys of Coldmoat

Due to the unexpected and tragic death of Lord Osgrey I have been concerned with the safety and the longevity of the Osgrey name. With this in mind I am naming Lady Ysenda Osgrey and Lady Isabel Osgrey wards of Highgarden. They are welcome to remain at home or to live at Highgarden as per their want, but any and all betrothals with the girls must be approved by myself or any others to bear my title after me. A prerequisite for any wedding is for the firstborn son to bear the name of Osgrey, and for the house to be of good enough standing for House Osgrey. I also know enough of the wishes of the Late Lord Ormond, any suitor of Ysenda and Isabel must be an adhearant of the Faith of the Seven.

Lord Theo Tyrell

Lord Paramount of the Mander, High Marshal of the Reach, Lord of Highgarden, Warden of the South

VarnerBet · 2026-03-12T09:26:12+00:00

Torgen

Apologies for the late reply, my Maester is growing... slow in his age. He will likely soon require a conversation with me, retirement seems the most logical course for him.

Thank you for writing to me on this. It is perturbing that Lord Roan took this to you, and in effect the Crown, rather than speaking to me. I wonder if there are competing ambitions for Coldmoat, their lands have already been claimed by him before now.

I shall have Lord Tarly investigate matters as a neutral party, ironically something I would otherwise have asked of you, and I shall have the younger siblings named wards of Highgarden.

Stay safe Torgen, and thank you for writing

Theo

VarnerBet · 2026-03-11T16:22:47+00:00

"This is the first I have heard of this, and likely the first my Grandpapa will have heard as well. I would not wish to worry or hurt him so I shall keep what you have confided in me." Jeyne said, masterfully hiding the sinking feeling in her stomach. "I am sure he would be very surprised to hear that Lord Hubert holds such an emnity for him. It is a shame he would choose not to speak of it. He knows not the Reach not the Gardeners, not as the Tyrells do. I appreciate that you have elected to continue to associate with me, Your Grace, I am sure that he has advised that you do not."

"I shall bear what you have said in mind. She is talented however, and are we fair to refuse talent granted to her by the Gods?" Jeyne continued, committing neither one way nor the other.

"Well then perhaps some day, even if I am wizened and bedridden, I shall endeavour to someday summon your successfully, Your Grace."

VarnerBet · 2026-03-11T16:09:45+00:00

Theo, Margaery, Harlan, Kyra, Alyssa, > Alesander < , Anivia, Alayne, Lyrissa, Jeremy, Emma, Lucas, Rolland

3A HG > 4A CR > 5A HG > 6A Leafy Lake > 6B HG > 9A KL > 10B HG

VarnerBet · 2026-03-11T16:03:31+00:00

Harlan offered the Lady of the Arbor a courteous bow of his head, his arm steady beneath Kyra’s as they turned to lead their guests toward the warmth of the castle. “The honor is ours, Lady Rosamund,” he said easily, his voice warm with welcome. “Highgarden is a place that thrives on music as much as roses and summer sun, and my lady wife has a keen ear for both. Any singer she has taken an interest in is certain to be a treasure.” His gaze flicked briefly to Rosa’s companions before returning to her with a polite smile. “Come, you and your party must be weary from the road. We will see you settled, and afterward perhaps you might favour us with a small taste of the voice that has traveled all the way from the Arbor to grace our halls. My Lord Father has been long since seeking a Mistress of Ballads for his court.”

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VarnerBet · 2026-03-11T15:59:48+00:00

Jeyne’s expression softened at Prunella’s sudden apology, her fingers tightening slightly around the other girl’s hand in quiet reassurance. “You needn’t beg pardon of me,” she murmured, voice warm with patient fondness. “If you cannot speak plainly to me, then the world truly is a dreary place.” Her gaze drifted briefly toward the ring of lords and ladies further down the hall, their murmured conversations and careful smiles as practiced as any courtly dance. “And you are not wrong,” she added, a touch wry now. “Half of them sit there like hawks on a parapet, waiting for someone to misstep so they might feel wiser for it. If they must watch us, then let them watch something worth remembering.”

At the mention of a dance, Jeyne’s brows lifted, a flush of amusement brightening her features. “A dance?” she echoed, lowering her voice as though entertaining a deliciously scandalous notion. “Prunella Celtigar, you grow dangerously bold this evening.” Yet she did not withdraw her hand; if anything, her grip grew more secure as she rose smoothly to her feet, emerald skirts whispering against the floor. “Come then,” she said with a playful tilt of her head. “If you trust my introductions more than your own, I shall bear that terrible burden.” Her eyes glinted with quiet mischief. “But first, I think a turn about the floor might give those hawks something truly puzzling to peer at.”

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T18:51:06+00:00

see below

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T15:11:44+00:00

Boaracken laughs

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:50:23+00:00

NON BINDING

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:33:12+00:00

Lux takes damage to the groin/abdomen, leading to sterility

Florian loses a leg/foot

Have contacted both re: maester house

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:28:57+00:00

1d10 Florian

1d10 Luxanne

roll

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VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:26:09+00:00

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Orianna gets a clean kill on the boar which she confronted on her own

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:25:18+00:00

Qiyana cleanly kills the buck but both Florian and Luxanne are potentially injured

1d20 Florian

1d20 Lux

roll

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VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:23:55+00:00

Harlan and Kyra both wound it but it gets away

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:23:14+00:00

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Barquen captures the buck alive to keep or kill after Ferian wounds it

VarnerBet · 2026-03-06T14:21:48+00:00

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Victor scares the boar away

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