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Sorry I've been out guys, just got out of the hospital. I've got a case of pneumonia that's been kicking my @ss quite literally.
We can if everyone is on board with it
Still open?
Short I know, just trying to move us along.


Renault


Renault let loose a small grin, Lord Ryger had slipped and this time the man wouldn’t get away. No more would the more Boar insult him, the hunt was on and it was for Ryger blood. Marvyn and Renault had served together in war to know what the other was thinking but it was the fact that both men had equal thoughts on warfare. There was no need for Renault to convey the orders since they would’ve been the exact same as Marvyn’s.

“Son, fight well.” Renault didn’t say much to his son, both men knew the importance of the fight and let his heir follow the old buzzards instruction. Leaving with a nod, he just hoped that Radford wouldn’t drop his guard upon his first kill. Taking a life was never easy but the first was the worst and his son would realize this fact soon enough

Turning his mount alongside Marvyn. “I will be taking command of the Steel Hawks along with Cor. I’ll be damned if I sit behind the front lines and just watch. As you well know my friend that this is personal.” Renault’s tone of voice was adamant on the matter. “Give the signal and the Steel Hawks will unleash hell.” Grasping Marvyn’s hand in a strong shake. “Fight well my friend.” No more was said nor was there any need.

Traveling ahead along with Cor at the head of the Steel Hawks, Renault looked straight ahead as he spoke to his squire. “Corlys, keep focused when the fighting starts and do not hesitate.” After that Renault spoke no more, focused on getting the Steel Hawks lined and ready for battle. Waiting only on Marvyn’s signal to charge.

Tyrion


Lady Lashton was a charming and most warming lady, he could see why Lord Renault would’ve scooped up such a woman. He could tell that the woman seemed either vexed or something had happened regarding Renault’s absence. Either way the greeting was enough and most appreciated, better than most he’d had in a long while. Looking to his side he could notice obviously that Bronn had been fixated on this Malisa girl.

”Thank you Lady Lashton. A most pleasant greeting.” Tyrion kept it short knowing his hosts had been quite busy and didn’t wish to cause them any more unnecessary services of them than required. Shae, however, was his concern, he wished to be with her for a time before the midday but he’d sent her ahead of his convoy to avoid his father suspicion.

Following this Malisa until his chambers were before him. ”Thank you, you’ve been most pleasant. Please inform me at once when the meal is done, I find myself most hungry. And if it is okay I’d like the Lady of the house to escort me.” Malisa only nodded and continued to show the rest to their chambers. Bronn, however, continued on seemingly intent on wooing this servant girl that was showing Tyrion and his entourage to their appropriate chambers. Walking into his temporary chambers and behold a pitcher of wine. He didn’t know what kind but he intended to find out.Pouring a glass of red wine and immediately began to drink. A wine of the Arbor, his hosts provided their guests most graciously.

@Zhaeth@Emma@Gunther@Apoalo@HushedWhispers@LordLinguinie
I'm trying to come up with something guys, I've hit a mental wall and cannot form crap at the moment, guys. Work stress I'm thinking since my supervisor is being a royal @ss.
I will get something up hopefully tomorrow, just hoping that @Zhaeth@Emma@Apoalo will post.
I got something up. Sorry it's not much I got a killer migraine.
Tyrion


While his father didn’t exactly send him with a proper escort, ten men and Bronn did work to keep out of harm's way. Tyrion didn’t exactly feel safe though until he’d reached Ash Falls and then still perhaps not but that wasn’t until he’d arrived at his host's castle. He knew the Lashton’s had sided with the crown back during Robert’s Rebellion. Their loyalty to the crown now was a blessing now more than ever, to quell the insurgents rising up to take the throne. That old buzzard Ser Kayne and Renault knew nothing but victory in Robert’s Rebellion until they joined forces with the Targaryens did they taste defeat.

Looking about the town of Ash Falls seemed a little bleak and it’s people were scarce. Tyrion exhaled looking about once more and assumed the worst possibility that most of the men had been called to battle. What baffled him though is that according to his father that Renault was drawing his men slowly for an attack or unless he was attacked. He guessed the latter.

Tyrion had to admit that the Lashton’s keep was impressive even if it was nearly devoid of life. “Who goes there?” A man from the castle walls shouted down. Tyrion and Bronn looking up at the man on guard duty wondering how stupid the man was, their lion banners waving in the wind. ”Tyrion of the House Lannister, this is my associate Bronn and the rest are men guarding me.” He heard the men talking and then nothing but silence until the gates started raising.

Tyrion, Bronn and the rest of the men guarding the dwarf walked into the castle. [color=coral]”Why isn’t Lord Lashton here to greet me directly?”[/color=coral]

“Sorry mi lord, Lord Lashton’s town south of here was attacked. He is personally taking charge of the matter. Along with the young Lord Lashton and Ser Kayne. You go, get the ladies of the house so they may greet the king's uncle.” Telling his subordinate to go and get Lady Madeline and Lady Stelsa. So that may welcome him into their humble abode.

Renault

"If he doesn't he's more stupid than I remembered." Renault let out a small smile. "But taking that hog's head would put the both of us at ease." Renault reference to Lord Ryger's banner of a boar. But this rivalry between Ryger and Lashton was going to end. End the Ryger line if needed, hopefully, it wouldn't come to that but if it was needed then Renault wouldn't hesitate. His family and house come first. "How much fight to you still have left old buzzard?" Renault taking a small jest at Marvyn.
I got Internet back I should have something soon guys. Probably late tomorrow. Since my in laws want me to make the bread and deserts. I will post as tyrion.
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