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"That's what I do, I drink and I know things."
As always with your roleplays, I am interested
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Robyn Greyjoy








Robyn had observed the proceedings with little to no interest to what was occurring. As long and Lyanna and Brandon were in no danger, she was fine. The bear caused her some concern but when Tiras brought up the fact that Manasa brushed against the bear's mind, Robyn realize that he would be as well trained as the direwolves, so her attention returned within her own mind. The Tyrell guard though, threatened Brandon and she made her way over to Brandon and the Tyrell guard, resting her hand on the hilt of her sword. Brandon wasn't her responcibility, but she hates people like Elden Goldengrove. They annoyed her to no end and he also threatened Lyanna offhandedly.

"Our jurisdiction does not extend to barbs, Goldengrove, regardless of our feelings. Threaten my wards again and you'll find yourself walking around with your cock shoved up your ass. You might think yourself the greatest thing since Dragons but you are one man, and I'd hate for Lady Flowers to lose her beloved guard for his loose tongue." Robyn said, her voice cutting but low so the nobles, other than Brandon, would hear her. She didn't need the scandalized looks of the Highborn ladies at her coarse words.

Robyn cut a glance to Brandon, not asking him to back away but to be cautious instead, before rejoining Lyanna and Lady Stark at the couch. She noticed her cousin come in, but didn't say a word. If the Lady Greyjoy wanted to talk to her, she could start that conversation. Robyn had no words for her family, none that were for polite company anyways, and none that should be directed at her cousin when they were about her uncle's sins.

"Don't follow my lead Robyn, we don't need more enemies than I fear we have." Lyanna advised her and Robyn nodded solumnly at the younger's girls words, but she knew that she would defend the Baratheons no matter the current political situation, or what enemies it would make her.
Lyanna Baratheon






Lyanna grinned at the sight of Reed Stark, and hugged him back with equal fervor.
"Reed, it's been too long." She informed him before Manasa came in and suddenly there were too many things happening at once. Her brother was threatening the Tully heir, Manasa was being berated, and several more people joined the room. Lyanna touched her brother's shoulder, trying before she joined Manasa's side. Lyanna smiled at her long time friend, glad to know someone else here. It wasn't common for the Highborn Houses to really know each other, but the Starks and the Baratheon's were old friends and the Baratheon twins went to the North to make sure that alliance was still there and to escape their father for a while a few years ago. The Baratheons quickly became fast friends with the Stark Twins and they'd kept in touch with ravens ever since but that's nothing like being able to actually converse with someone. Storm's End was a lonely existence, perhaps this would be good for both she and her Brother.

"Manasa." Lyanna smiled at her sat down next to the girl, while Robyn stood in front of them, slightly concerned about the growing agitation in the room. Then the Tyrell ward and the Arryn ward joined them and the room had more people that it was probably intended.
The Arryn ward got Lyanna's attention. She attempted to be funny, or cutting, but neither hit their mark. Still, Lyanna wasn't as demure as Manasa, she couldn't stop herself from making another comment.

"I couldn't recall. It's been a long time since the Arryn's had deigned us worthy with their presence. Even in the Battle of the Five Kings, did your ancestors hide away in their towers in the Vale and waste away. You've come to change all that, I presume Lady Arryn?" Lyanna asked with feigned politeness, raising an eyebrow at the girl.

The Baratheons


Lyanna Baratheon refused to enter the carriage. When someone made the notion for her to enter the bloody contraption, a glare from both she and Robyn closed that argument. Lyanna didn't do well in enclosed spaces, and if Brandon was on a horse, than she should be as well and therefore was riding with her knight, Robyn Greyjoy.
The journey to King's Landing from Storm's End would take about a week of brisk riding, even with a party as big as there's. Brandon Baratheon, a solitary figure at the head the column would be riding his favorite black mare, Argo. He was dressed in full platemail, his massive greathelm decorated with a stag's horns and his greatsword strapped to his saddle.
Lyanna urged her horse forward as they saw the silhouette of the Red Keep, so she was next to her brother.
"Are you ready for this? Our next great adventure." Lyanna asked him, not quite able to keep the unfiltered enthusiasm from seeping in her voice.
"As ready as I'll ever be I suppose." Came the muffled reply, his voice thick and grave under his helmet.
"Are you nervous?" Lyanna asked him. The last time Baratheons' had been in the Red Keep, they had been occupying the throne, and it hadn't gone well for them. Lyanna would rather not have a repeat of that particular turn of the Game.
"We aren't our ancestors. They're dead, we're here." His reply came a bit harsh, perhaps moreso then he intended, as it often did.
"No, I suppose not." Lyanna agreed goodnaturally. She had never lived without her brother, so she understood him, even if others did not.
Brandon let out a sigh. "I suppose what I'm most concerned of is war breaking out, or losing you to things I can't fight. Things I can't see. I can't shake this feeling that only one of us will leave that city alive." His sister couldn't see it under his helmet, but her brother was grimacing at the thought.
Lyanna looked sharply at her brother and his concerns, understanding his concern but wishing she could counter it.
"Maybe I get married to a knight and live in the Keep and refuse to go back to Storm's End for whatever reason." She teased her brother, but she worried her voice let the joke fall flat.
He snorted at that, his rational mind unable to even grasp such a prospect as anything less then humor. "Right, and maybe I'll slay Daerys Targaryan and claim the Iron Throne."
Lyanna laughed at that, "Well, brother, stranger things have happened." She informed him as Robyn rode up and joined them.
"My Lord and Lady, we'll be at the Red Keep within a few hours." Robyn said and Lyanna nodded.
"Excellent. Prepare the herald and ensure our might is on full display as we ride through the city."
Robyn nodded at Brandon before she slowed her horse for the rest of the party. Lyanna's stomach flipped again. She was nervous, more than she'd care to admit.
"Would you like me to fall back as well?" She asked her brother, her voice small.
"No, you're a Baratheon as much as I, you'll ride alongside me, my equal." Brandon's voice was pridefull, boastfull actually as he said that.
Lyanna didn't have words to that, but she was thrilled.

True to Robyn's word they were there within a few hours. It was more elegant than even Lyanna had imagined.
"Announcing Lord Brandon and Lady Lyanna of House Baratheon." Their herald announced them to the gate keeper. Their party rode through the city, knights clad in plate bearing the golden banners of house Baratheon. Finally they arrived at the gates of the Red Keep.
The twins and Robyn, who Lyanna insisted stay with her, were escorted to the tower that the Wards would be staying in. When they entered the common room of sorts, Lyanna stopped at the sight of the giant bear.
"How...how did you fit a bear in the door?" She asked, honestly curious.
Brandon, saw the bear then glanced at his sister. He put himself between them, drawing to his full height. Horned helmet and platemail readily apparent. "Stay back Lya, I'll handle this beast."
"Oh come off it Brandon, if no one else is attacking the bear maybe he's like Winter, a familiar." Lyanna was excited by the prospect as it reminded her also of the fact that Manasa and Reed would be joining them shortly, if they weren't already here.
"Or it's a magnificient beast I can wrestle with." By the sound of his muffled voice, Lyanna could quite obviously tell he was excited by the idea.
Lyanna rolled her eyes but she smiled at his excitement.
"We'll find something else for you to wrestle...in the meanwhile perhaps you could take the helmet off? You must be roasting in that thing." Lyanna asked him.
With that, Brandon reached up and removed the might greathelm, revealing his prominent brow and steel blue eyes. "Fine, but if it makes a wrong move I won't hesitate."
"Nor would I ask you too. You'll have Robyn's sword with you as well." Lyanna glanced back at the Dame, who was eyeing the bear just as suspiciously.
@Nightwing95 Yes this is open and feel free, we could always use more in the way of courtiers.
We already did, I made sure to clear it before I even started Robyn again.@smarty0114

We're even allies in the Relationship sheet! :)
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