Jullon was sat upon the balcony overlooking Red Fork along with flowing rivers behind that belonged in his domain. The day was peaceful and was the first time it hadn't rained in weeks, bathing in the morning sun with his spouse Avya who was slowly working on a needlepoint for her future grandchild, that is if Jullon would let their children marry because his standards were far too high. Ever since his ancestors, the paramount lords of The Riverlands has been very particular on who they'd marry, however, with King Aegon X death things were to get complicated quickly. For now though the sun, the sun and his wife with burnt bacon and light brown beer to mellow the salt.

Crunching the crisp bacon, the message Lord Crakehal had sent wouldn't be the last. The view of his realm often gave him clarity to think, weighing out the consequences of siding with Westerlands. However, even though it been centuries since the Westerlands betrayal it still clung to his decision on to support Tyget's claim. 

"Seem's you've decided to stay out for now?" Avya spoke still working on her needlepoint, she seeming to know Jullon's every thought. But rightfully so since she'd been married to him since she'd been just over fifteen years of age.

"Yes, though it'll be criticized. We need to keep the peace for now. The Riverlands are the place that bleeds the most, I would see them peaceful if the seven would allow it." Exhaling a sigh as the page came back in with secondary message. This time from the young lord of The Reach Garland Tyrell. Two raven's in one day concerning the same matter at hand, it was shaping to be an exasperating day. Taking the scroll from his page, waving him lazily. Jullon furrowed his brow looking down at the small message, rereading it twice before leaning his head back, watching the rushing rivers. "This is really quite a mess. Ink and parchment." Snapping for his scribe. He was going to try and stay neutral, his realm had bled enough in the past for all the seven. He wanted to prevent any future bloodshed at least on his lands.

[hider=Lord Paramount Tyget Crakehal]
I will remain neutral Lord Crakehal, I do not wish to support or denounce your claim to the throne. I simply would like to remain to be at peace within my realm. As you well know, every time there is war the Riverlands run red. Least this time if there is war, I'd prefer to have my river run blue not red. I apologize for this not being the tiding you yearn for, but I will not see my realm bleed needlessly for the throne.

Lord Paramount of The Riverlands Jullon Tully[/hider]

[hider=Lord Paramount Garland Tyrel]
No doubht you've heard Lord Tyget's claim to the throne. As hand and acting regeant I wish you the best of luck and may the seven guide your actions and judgement. However I will stay out of the petty claims. When a trueborn heir rises I will swear my fealty to him and continue my unwavering support to the realms prosperity.

Lord Paramount of The Riverlands Jullon Tully[/hider]

[hider=Lord Paramount Ellion Arryn]
No doubt you've heard the news and know perilious times are in our future. As you well know the Riverlands and the Vale have been unified in the past. I wish to invite you and your sister to Riverun to discuss an agreement or pact that would safeguard both a realms from the evils that have begun to grasp at our realm.

Lord Paramount of The Riverlands Jullon Tully[/hider]

"Make sure to give these to Maester Almon. See that they're delivered with haste." Returning the scribbled parchment to the page for delivery. Jullon wanted to at least enjoy the rest of his day in peace before the chaotic plunge into the world of war, politics and intruige was to ensue.