[b][u]Lord Jakob Frey, Lord of the Crossing[/u][/b]

Jakob returned to his own people once the conspiring was done, the Riverlords seemed to have slowed the drinking to a stop and a few gave Jakob a quiet nod as he walked past. Finding a table Jakob sat down and invited Tristan Tully over.

"I see you spread the word quickly my friend, did any refuse?" Tristan thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"No Jakob, a few minor banners did but once the more powerful families agreed they soon came on board. But people want to know what's up. SOme think you mean to kill them for some strange reason. I am trying to dispel that rumour but the fact remains that people don't trust you. You must have big news for them to even consider hearing past your first words." Jakob nodded and grabbed himself another drink, he might as well enjoy himself now, before making a decision.

"If they cannot wait neither shall we. My room upstairs is big enough for the more notable of lords to join me. I grow weary of this party any way. I shall retire and there the lords, including yourself may join me." Tristan's eyes went slitted and he stared Jakob over.

"Fine Jakob but your men stay with the other guards, and your sword stays where we can all see it." Jakob nodded his acceptance quickly, damn fools, before standing and making his way to his room. It was a short walk and by the time he was at his room some of the other lords were already there. Opening the door he allowed each man in and they took a position around the edge of the room. Checking the room over for any serving boys or maids Jakob then decided to speak.

"Riverlords, over two centuries ago we joined the North in it's fight for independence. A 'King in the North' they would cheer. Not a king from, or for, the Riverlands. For that reason we were punished, forced to live under the thumb of the Baelishes, who tax us and tariff us. Not a family from the Riverlands, but one from kings landing." Jakob's rhetoric had improved since his ascent to Lordship. "Does King's Landing know how the Riverlands is run? Have they ever stood knee deep in the Trident? Or watched their loved ones disappear to the water upon their deaths? No to all of these questions! And yet still the king believes that we should be ruled by this family. No longer. We have an...opportunity. An opportunity for a number of changes, the Lannisters desire the throne, and as far as we should care they can have it. The Riverlands hasn't prospered under the Targaryens, nor has the Vale. I have been in contact with the Lannisters, for our support in whatever may come. The Baelishes will be gone, a new Overlord of the Riverlands will be chosen, and the Vale will receive a New Lord-Protector." There was a few muted claps from the Lords however most stood in silence for a moment. Then Tristan spoke up.

"Jakob, what you speak of is treason, and we cannot abide that. Last time we spoke of this was the War of Five Kings and that ended up with the Baelishes. If we fail this time what other misfortune will befall us? How can you make this worth our while?" Tristan was already falling out and the Riverlord were falling away with him.

"Because we cannot change the Baelishes or their oppression without fighting it. The king is happy for it to remain and so is everybody else who follows him. But I cannot expect you to do this alone, the Stormlands and Westerlands will also fight with us. Alongside this, I wouldn't expect commitment until allies are certain. We also are looking to bring in the Tyrells." With that the mood changed, the Tyrells were a real force to be reckoned with and with their support people were now interested, they saw a chance.

"My lord, if you can assure the Tyrells then the Riverlands and the Vale will fight with you. If not, then you definitely will not have the Vale. And the Riverlands will not fully support you without them, though we may follow the Tullys if they were to join." And with that the lords begun to file out. It seemed the conversation was over, it hadn't gone entirely as Jakob had wanted but there was an agreement in place. With that Jakob made ready for bed. He would stay awake for any more meetings however he was not going to return to the party.