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Tyget Crakehall - Crakehall castle council room

"Lord Tyget perhaps we have moved to quickly-", lord Hawthorne was quickly cut off by Merlon Banefort, "He is your king! You will address him as your grace Hawthorne, he is no mere lord any longer.", lord Hawthorne just sighed, and turned back to King Tyget, "Your grace, perhaps we have moved to quickly... you declared for the throne before any other could! How do we know who our opponents are?". Every lord of the westerlands who could be there was sat around the massive oak table in the council room of Crakehall. The walls, like most of Crakehall castle, were like muddy blood in color, dark and muted. From the walls lavish tapestries were hung and several massive stain glass windows allowed the light of the late afternoon sun to come streaming in. Most all the lords there, around 48 men, were in full plate, all in the Crakehall style, similar in appearance to the Lannister armor of old, but brown in color and shaped more to reflect a boar than a lion, making them ever so slightly thicker. At the head sat King Tyget, no armor on but Widow's Wail was at his waist, wearing a lavish tunic, his figers covered in rings. He was flanked by two men in bright golden armor, their yellow cloaks behind them. These were the first two men of Tyget's kingsguard, Ser Terrance Payne and Ser Willem Falwell, and he preferred gold and yellow to the white of classical kingsguard. Their armor was far more ornate, clearly well wrought and expensive, their high browned helmets were sculpted to resemble a scaled boar, representing Tyget's Targaryen ancestry. "Lord Hawthorne is right your grace, why is it you so quickly claimed the throne? We do not yet know which other lords will claim, or i-, the elderly lord Lefford ceased speaking as he saw his Kings hand held up, the room silent until Tyget cleared his throat, "That is precisely the reason why I have claimed so early, I wish to see who is willing to oppose me. I have no doubt had I waited a myriad of houses would have made claims, both true and false, but that does not help me. Now only houses that consider themselves able to stand against me will still make a claim, thereby I root out my most powerful opponents. It also gives my claim credence in being the first. Now, I'll have no more bickering over the speed of my claim, it does not matter, what DOES matter is how we intend to take Kings landing and place me on my rightful throne." Heather looked around the room at his assembled lords, most were around his age but several were younger and a few, like Lefford, who were quite a bit older than he. They sat in silence as the gravity of their situation dawned upon them, and suddenly the room exploded. Lords began bickering over all sorts of strategies and ideas, far more than Tyget could keep track of. He sighed, and was about to call for quiet when his page again arrived, two notes in hand. Tyget took both, the seals of Tyrell and Tully were present, he opened the Tyrell's message first, and scowled. He handed it to Ser Willem and cleared his throat. When this was ignored by the many arguing lords he made a more serious attempt, "QUIET", he shouted in his commanding voice, all at once silencing the assembled lords again, "It appears Lord Garland Tyrell has given me an answer, read it Ser Willem.", the large Ser Willem Falwell unfolded the letter and began to read.

"To the Lords and Ladies of the Seven Kingdoms,

In the aftermath of the death of Aegon Targaryen, tenth of his name, I write to ask for your appeasement, in these terrible times. The death of the Queen, by the suspected hand of Daenys Targaryen, of whom has been disinherited of his heirdom by the King's will, results that there is a need for peace in the Kingdom in a succession crisis such as this, and a renewed meeting of the Small Council in King's Landing. I, as Hand of the King to the deceased Aegon, will restore order to the Crownlands and King's Landing, and provisionally instate a military Reachman force to keep the peace within the city itself in the absence of a King, until the correct Targaryen heir is found. Any hostile actions against any men of the Reach will be met with hard consequences, and any self-titled claimants to the throne beyond the Targaryen dynasty will be met with hostility in response. At this current time, I act as Regent to the Iron Throne, and I ask for your patience, to continue to serve the crown of the Targaryen dynasty with due honour. 

Signed,

Lord Garland Tyrell, Lord Paramount of The Reach, Warden of the South, Hand of the King to Aegon X Targaryen"

The room remained quiet, several of the lords taking sips of their wine, before finally Lord Lancel Lorch spoke up, "So... the Tyrell's challenge your claim?" the young blonde man was not particularly intelligent, and Tyget sighed, "Yes, my first opponent has shown their face... it is largely unsurprising, I expected the young Hand to disregard my claim, he most likely believes it is fabricated. It does not matter, he will bend the knee or I will destroy him and take the Reach for myself.", several lords shared worried looks, lord Hawthorne speaking again, "Your grace... they have the largest army in the seven kingdoms... and... they are nearly as wealthy as you are and...", Tyget glared at the man, silencing him, "Yes, and the Tully's control the Riverlands and the Greyjoys have the biggest fleet and the sun rises in the east, stating facts does not help us Lord Hawthorne. The Tyrells also give us a useful out in this letter, if we do not directly engage their men they will not bring us to war. They intend to not be the agressors, giving us a more secure journney to Kings landing.", he watched his Lords as they muttered amongst themselves about the danger the Tyrell's presented, and what their odds of victory were should they meet in open war. Tyget let it go for a few minutes, before clearing his throat and regaining their attention, "Now, as for our strategy, I intend to take all 50,000 of our men with me to Kings Landing, I doubt the Tyrells  are bold enough to attack our lands without provocation. Most of our fleet will remain here in order to deter Iron born raiding in our absence, save 20 of our best ships which will sail to Kings landing, giving the reach a wide birth so the Tyrell's cannot claim invasion and attack us. I want scouts sent right away and the ships gone before morning. Split our scouts into two parties, one to secure the road to Kings Landing, and thee other to the Reach. I want to kow what the Tyrells are doing, I do not believe Lord Garland is a man to speak without acting on his words, if we are lucky and our scouts are skilled we will be able outmaneuver them. I intend to march before dawn, we will waist no time. I will take objections now, speak now or take it to the grave.", Tyget waited but recieved no objections, good. "Very well, now leave me rooms have been prepared, have your levies prepared to march before dawn."

The lords filed out quickly, all tired from their rides to Crakehall. Once they were al gone Tyget dropped his head into his hands and sighed deeply, he had hoped the Tyrell's would not react so quickly... but it was to late to worry now.He looked up, and saw his glass was empty, he called his page to fill it. Tyget didn't inherit much of his father's, aside from the House that is,but one thing he did inherit was a deep love for wine. After taking a long drink, he turned back to his page, "Bring me pen and parchment boy, enough for three letters.", the page nodded with a simple "Yes your Grace" before quickly leaving the room to fetch what was asked. Tyget turned to his Kingsguard, "Out, guard the door, these letters are not for your eyes.", the men nodded, and left the room, closing the door behind them. The page returned with what was requested, then left again at Tyget's request. The self proclaimed King of Westeros had three letters to write, one to 
jullon Tully, one to his cousin in Kings Landing Kevan Crakehall the Master of Arms, and one to Garland Tyrell. Each letter was planned, calculated and measured, some honeyed with words and others more serious, altogether at his finish, he had little time to summon the last man he would need to before he slept.
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"Lord Jullon Tully, lord of the Riverlands

Your neutrality does not surprise me Lord Jullon, especially not with the Riverlands history with Westermen. House Tully, and indeed the Riverlands suffered greatly at the hands of the Lannisters, and the houses of the Westerlands in genral. I understand this, but you must understand, I am not a Lannister, and I have no intention of bringing the Riverlands into the coming war, in fact I wish quite the opposite, I wish to atone. 

My forefather's were the ones to betray your house and ravage the riverlands alongside the Lannister's, but I am not my forefathers. I march now for Kings Landing to claim my throne, and I ask that you allow me to repent for the sins of those before me. Of my army, I offer 2,000 men to you upon our arrival, to help shield the Riverlands from the bloodshed I fear will follow, but that is not all. Jullon, you are a good man, you embody your Houses words, so please heed mine. The Tyrells will find no born heir, you and I both know Daenys will have killed his son by now, the Tragaryens remain by one madman now, ad even the Tyrells will not place him on the throne. No Lord Jullon, I fear there is more to their plan, though they no blood ties I fear that without a Targaryen Heir to place the Tyrlls will seat their own heir to the throne, I believe they seek to steel the Iron Throne for themselves. Jullon this must not come to pass, and we can stop it. Support my claim, with you shall side the Vale I am certain and together we can stop these usurpers. 

I propose more than an exchange of armies, as I understand you do not trust me, so I have another offer. My only son, Tywin Crakehall is marrigeable, your daughters are both as ready, I propose we bind our Houses together! Let the West and the Rivers unite! I swear to you, by the old gods and the new, that once I sit upon the throne I will name you my hand, and the Riverlands will never suffer so terribly again. Our grandchildren, your grandchildren, will be kings, One of your daughters will be queen. I will see your lands and mine prosper, support my claim and all this can come to pass.

King Tyget Crakehall, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms

His letter to his cousin was simple, it simply informed him of his coming and that he expected the gates of Kings landing to open without siege((I may write this one later but it is essentially to myself so...))

"Lord Garland Tyrell, Warden of the south 

I am disapointed in your ignorance Lord Tyrell, I believed you smarter as hand of the King. And yet, you challenge my claim, and declare only trueborn Targaryen Heir may sit upon the iron throne. I agree, the Targayen dynasty has led the seven Kingdoms almost unbroken since Aegon the first of his name. However, where is this trueborn heir? Do you truly believe Aerys is alive? Deanys murderd his own wife and sent her head to you in a box, do you think he would leave a babe who could challenge his rule live? Aerys is dead, it pains me to say it but the trueborn Trgaryen line is done, not killed by men, but by time. Only Daenys lives now, surely you would not disobey our kings last order and allow him to inherit? 

Lord Garland, you are smarter than this it is why you are hand of the king. Do not do this, do not force me to war. Support my claim, you may check the records in Kings landing to see if my claim is true, you will find it is that I guarantee. You served the Targaryen line for millenia, they are gone now, support their rightful heir.

King Tyget Crakehall, Lord of the seven kingdoms.

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The notes to Jullon and Garland were given to Ravens, but the letter to his cousing needed to be more... personal. He gave it to his fastest loyal rider, Ser Jon Broom, and instructed he bring it to Kevan as soon as possible, to show it only to him and no one else, no matteer what.

Once this was all done, Tyget went ooff to rest, knowing soon he would march onn kings Landing, and claim the throne owed to him by blood.
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