Renly Baratheon's Game of Thrones

Busy Days

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“So I’m down at the pier right?” The Red Knight said, waving his drink for emphasis, as the barmaid nodded along, her attention more focused on the glass she was cleaning than him. But he had an easy to follow voice built for storytelling, and if you kept them happy knights could drop the kinds of tips a whole evening full of commoners couldn’t match. So she made sure to comment in the right places, and kept shooting him glances.

“and my buddy Thorgrin Dinar’s down there with Lady Raquel Lux. Now Lady Athna Dinar and a shy little Stormwind girl are there. I didn’t really get a look at the stormwind girl, she kept hiding her face behind her hands, and lets face it, poor lass was standing between Lady Athna and Lady Lux so I doubt people would have paid her much mind unless she hopped about naked. It’s just kind rough, I mean Lady Lux is like 5’10” with legs that go on forever, and really gold blond hair, and Lady Athna is all kinds of short and curvy with shiny gold eyes. Anyway, Throgrin’s there, and he keeps snappin at Lady Lux cause she has opinions and things, and bless her heart she just walks off cause I was about to lay his ass out.
“So I walk her back to the fortress, then I run into my old pal Cullen Black Adder. He’s a ser now actually. Cool little dude, really looks up to me you know. anyway, we’re out and he’s looking into this thing with the city watch. Prolly cause his dad is the master of war, his dad’s cool to actually, known him since I was a little tyke. Anyway so we bum back and forth between ser Angram and some fat city watch guy for a bit, then Cullen sets me an Thorgrin after this James guy he’s been looking for all day, so we go to his place and… uh…”
“And what?” The waitress asked.
“You know, I ain’t exactly sure. Sorry I’m a little buzzed. I’ve been here for…”
“Nine hours.” she said.
“Right nine hours. Wait, when do you get off?”
“when all my tables clear.”
“…” The Red Knight glanced around the empty bar. “I’m the last one?”
“and you can’t leave till I go?”
“…Wanna screw?”
“If it gets you off my table.”

Everyone's arrived

Dear Diary,
I can’t begin to describe how excited I am. The entire family is together in one place. It was a hassle clearing enough room from the Diamond Tower to fit the whole family, but I was able to get almost everything I needed, and get a small estate for Thorgrin. It’s important for him to pick up some practical noble independence and get a small taste of the tasks he’ll be expected to perform when he’s the Lord of the Goldengate.

Originally I planned to put Athna, in the tower with me and the girls but Thorin wanted her in the House with her brother. He is completely wrong but I can tell when he’s going to put his foot down about something so I let him have his way. He was also, completely irrational, about the expense of the House. Hopefully letting him throw his weight around will let him feel like the man of the House so we can get back to business as usual.

Right now Dravilia, Natalya, and Stelia and I are staying in the tower proper, with Belana and Balin’s girl in the nursery. Though the girl will be moving to the Estate soon, Athna needs to show some responsibility for her own charge and not dump the poor girl in my lap.

Ser Fili, still giddy every time I say it, Ser Fili, Ser Fili, Ser Fili… yes, still giddy. Ser Fili and Kili are staying in rooms at the keep. At 10 and six its about time they get at least the illusion of independence. It’ll be good for them to spend time without Thorin and I looming over their shoulders.

Thorin, Thorgrin and Athna are at the Estate. Well actually Thorin will mostly be staying with me, but I insisted he keep a separate room for appearances sake. He thinks it’s pointless ceremony. He tried sweet talking me out of it, even tried using logic. “Saris, we have eight kids, people know I’m using your bed. All the time.” He doesn’t understand how important it is, but he grudgingly let me have my way. Knew it was a good idea to back down on Athna in the estate. I’m not sure Thorgrin will be able to do the necessary management of Athna, but time will tell.

The Blackadders have arrived at Storm’s End as well. Edmund and Gabrielle even brought their son Cullen with them. Good I have plans for the boy, and it’ll be nice to have him on hand.

Curse that wretched, scheming Little Lord Guy, He showed up at the estate and gathered Thorgrin and Athna into one of his little plots. I would have guessed his involvement anyway, but thankfully Athna gave the game away. He’s gone too far involving my children without even consulting me. I will get to the bottom of this.

November 10, 998

I’m out at sea with the army on the campaign to defeat cousin Stannis. Honestly… I’m not sure how I feel about that. We’ve conquered the oddly named Isle of Stone, and have set up a base camp here. It’ll please you to know I’m not the only high Lady here.
Admittedly I haven’t had much time to socialize. There’s so much to do here. Well actually there’s nothing fun to do here, but there’s plenty of work for me to do.
Hugs and Kisses,

Sept 12, 998

… I have no idea about what to write for this session, most of the session involved Edmund and Kaegren, and it felt more like half a session than a full one. So Saris didn’t have much to say…

So it begins

To be delivered to the hands of Lord Kreagor Agros.

Dearest Father,

Kager, Kavron, and I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. Please pass along to Mother our love and inform her we are well.

Despite our own good health and relative safety, I fear these conditions will be tested a great deal in the days ahead. Four days ago an envoy sent by Stannis Baratheon arrived in Storms End under a flag of truce.

As one expects this envoy contained several members of Houses loyal to Stannis. Contained within the retinue was a woman, a Priestess of Rh’llor named Melisandre. She addressed King Renly directly and spoke as if she possessed the authority and desire of Stannis himself.

After making an obsurd demand of King Renly and calling it negotiation, she acted as if she were offended the King would not yield to her. She then threatened the King’s rule and stormed off taking the retinue with her, as if she were in command. Odd thing that. Stannis Baratheon allowing a Priestess to speak for him. I had heard rumors that he had taken a mistress, perhaps there is some truth in that one.

Later that same evening, there was an attempt on King Renly’s life. It did not come from an assassin disguised as a servant or a poisoned goblet, but from an unholy apparition. The Maester Niklaus called it a shadowborn, claiming it had been born with the specific task of killing King Renly.

I don’t know if this is true, but I saw this attacker multiply it’s number from one to six and move to attack all at once. It seemed to be both flesh and darkness and appeared in the form of Stannis Baratheon.

Lord Matteson, Lord Varian Stormwind, Lady Saris Shroud and myself managed to send the shadow back to where it haled, but not without the loss of some of our own blood.

Growing up you entertained us with stories of times when there was magic in the world. Talking of dragon’s, tree folk, and men who could command the animals. Beware Father, I fear these are no longer children’s stories.

Take care and be mindful of this. If the room begins to grow cold no matter the heat from the hearth, watch the shadows and draw your blade. By The Seven, I swear this to be true.

Your loving son,

September 5th, 298 Saris

Little Thundercloud,

It’s been a busy week. I’m not sure where to start. Cousin Stannis sent an ambassador, Davos Seaworth, and an adviser a red priest Melisandre, I think her name was. Horrible woman, though I suppose some men may find her easy on the eyes. Still, a vile woman. She was arrogant, uncouth, and screeched like a delusional harpy. I didn’t mind Davos Seaworth so much, some might have described him as prickly, but I think he was just nervous. Selene was there, apparently she’s now engaged to Steffon Seaworth. Quite a gamble that match, If Stannis wins the Seaworths will be quite powerful, but if he doesn’t… Be a good boy and share that bit of news with father and my mother if they haven’t heard yet. Steffon seems a nice enough fellow, but we only got to speak a few moments.

They offered a temporary truce if cousin Renly would surrender Edric Storm. I don’t know exactly why they wanted him, but Cousin Renly wisely turned them down, causing the Red Woman to break into wild hysterics, shouting and throwing a tantrum like a small child. Truly I don’t know why cousin Stannis tolerates her.

In other news, I finally have a name for my sword, Shadowkiller, a fanciful name I know, but there’s a good story to it. Perhaps, when you arrive at camp I’ll tell it, or even better I’ll have one of the knights who were there recount it for you.


Aug 22, 298 Saris
The King's Council


I will say this for cousin Renly, he’s an active King. He’s not only assembled a Small Council, but redesigned the traditional format, and introduced a sub council to aid each of the Masters. Each Sub council is composed of Ministers who aid the Master in a particular way.
The Hand of the King is LordRobert Crawley, but I’m not sure exactly what his roll is in the new council format. Rather than being the second most powerful man in the Kingdom, the position seems more to be the first among the Masters. His injury from the tournament doesn’t seem to be healing very well, so I’m not sure how long he’ll remain in service.

Lord Vladmir Aquila is the Master of Laws, and his ministers are Ser Varian Stormwind, Ser Noac Bagheera, Ser Nero Corax, and a Septon Noire.

Your old friend Lord Randyl Tarly is the Master of War, and his Ministers are Ser Edmund the Black Adder, Ser Kaegren Agros, Ser Jonah Lux, and a Ser Darkwater. We’ve spoken a few times since he’s arrived and he’s been polite but distant.

Another of your friends, The Greatbeard, is the Master of Whispers, and his Ministers are Ser Grunval Ghannam, Ser Kavron Agros, Adric Lux, and Renly’s Grand Maester Pericles.

Lord Mace Tyrell is the Master of Coin, and I’m serving as one of his ministers alongside Thorin Dinar, Ser Vallon Kumo, and Astoria Saint Claire.

It was quite the announcement when Renly announced his new set up, and everyone was really impressed with some of the book work I’ve been doing for Renly, looking into historical armies fielded by various high lords and how quickly losses were replaced. Both Lord Bannatyne and Lord Tyrell wanted me on their council at first, before they decided I’d be better suited serving on Lord Tyrell’s council. I can see why they put me there, Lord Tyrell seems quite friendly but somewhat hesitant involving financial matters.

I’ve found a Knight willing to take on the Little Thundercloud, Ser Pierre Storm, the base born son of Lord Vladmir Aquila. His skill with a blade is excellent, I observed one of his matches with Ser Edmund, and his bladework is quite impressive, his skill with a hand and a half blade especially. I know you maybe hesitant to letting him squire under a bastard but I think a few years of serving as the squire to another base born son of a high lord, one who can show him a different side of the Kingdom and whose martial skills are great enough to train him will be far more valuable to him than cleaning the boots of some middling Lord.


August 22, 298
The King's Council

To the Lord of House Agros:

Warmest greetings father. I hope this letter finds you and mother well.

I wish you could see the size and scale of the army that has been amassed here in Storms End. The keep appears to be stacked to rafters with items of finery and Lord and Ladies of such renown, I can only consider myself lucky to be counted among them.

Kager and Kavron are in good company and while many nobles refer to Kager as a bastard, he is handling it well. We all took part in the melee in the Kings Turney, and all performed well. Kavron met with a bit of misfortune in the early goings, but fought with honor and won over the crowd with his jest. Kager and I found ourselves in the final 12, but alas neither of us could claim the prize over Ser Edmund Matteson. He and I faced each other in final combat, and I will attest he is the finest swordsman I have ever faced. I am lucky to call him companion in our endeavors and I hope to one day call him friend.

The men are well and their spirits are high. The years of training and dedication are apparent as I take measure of the other camps. Though small in number, they are maintaining superb discipline. I have high hopes for them and believe them to be of the highest caliber.

The King announced the creation of his Kings Council today and named the Hand of the King. While the Lords appointed to the Kings Council were no surprise, the King declared four smaller councils be created to serve beneath the Masters of the Kings Council. I was honored to be selected to join Master Tarley’s War Council to serve as the Minister of Siege. Kavron was selected to serve the Master of Whispers as the Minister of Lies. While the title is none to flattering the position is one I believe him well suited for. He is to spread discord among the enemy and undermine their leadership.

Among other events, I have met the most glorious woman. I have never met a woman whose thirst for knowledge rivaled father’s or whose beauty surpassed mothers. Her name is Lady Astoria St. Clarie, of House St. Claire from the Reach. She strikes me as a woman of many talents, but little experience. Though her inexperience shows from her lack of self confidence, she surprises me with her ability to feel confident in her knowledge. I feel if I continue to be patient, I may be able to win her heart as well as her hand.

Please express to my love and deepest thanks to Karon for the love she has shown my dear son Kragon. With any good fortune we will secure our position enough to bring them to Storms End by the next solstice.

Your loving son,

Aug 17th, 298
Tourney at Storm's End II

Dear Silas,

The weather cleared today, it’s been rainy and miserable for the better part of a week at Renly’s camp. I suppose I’d best enjoy the roof over my head while I have a chance, when this army gets marching it’ll be back to tent living for me. Are you doing well? Are you eating enough? I know sometimes you skip meals, and you’re too skinny to get away with it, so ease my mind and write me back that you’re eating enough.

I’m sure you’ve heard by now but I’ll pass it along on the off chance you haven’t. It seems Lord Robb Stark, I refuse to call that traitor a King, won a battle at Riverrun, defeating ser Jaime Lannister’s army of 16,000 men with very few losses. No one is sure yet what happened to Ser Jaime, but it seems he’s either been captured or killed. It seems to have been an amazing victory, the Lannisters forces weren’t even routed, they were killed or captured, and the survivors seem to be scattered beyond any hope of recovery. No even seems sure how many men lord Stark had, but all the accounts agree that his losses were few, that he lead from the front, and that he has a Direwolf the size of a boar.

There was another battle in the Riverlands between House Stark and House Lannister, at the Green Forks. It seems to have been a victory for House Lannister, but we haven’t received very many details yet about what happened. It seems to be Lord Roose Bolton who was commanding the Northmen, and Lord Tywin Lannister commanding the Lannister forces. But whatever happened, Tywin moved back to Harrenhal, and we don’t know where Bolton’s army is… my guess would be they either fled toward the Vale, or back north toward the Twins.

The melee finished here today, Ser Edmund Blackadder won, with Ser Kaegran Agros the runner up. Content Not Found: breanne-of-tarth took 3rd, a swordswoman, and was added to Cousin Renly’s Rainbow Guard… his new version of the Kingsguard. It seems a little silly to me, but, well… they usually don’t ask me about that sort of thing. Though that may change in the future. Cousin Renly asked me to go over his letters and sort what was important for him, so hopefully I’ll be able to help the Kingdom a little more than I thought.

August 1st, 298
The Tourney at Storm's

Dear Mother,
I have arrived at Storm’s End and am writing to let you know that I have arrived safely and that the muster is underway. It’s quite the gathering and it seems Houses from across the Stormlands and Reach are here. House Aquila, House Bannatyne, House Corax, House Crawley, House Matteson, House Stormwind, House Ghannam, and numerous smaller houses. House Agros has yet to arrive, but the grapevine says they are sending a force.
House Tyrell seems to be fully backing cousin Renly, but several of his bannermen seem to still be mustering. The Tarly’s aren’t here, nor is House Anzo or House Saint Claire. The biggest commitments seem to be from House Kumo and House Bagheera.

I probably should have told you this sooner, but it seems cousin Renly is going to wed Margery Tyrell, which is probably why Mace Tyrell is supporting his claim. Also the rumors about Margery are true, she is lovely, but I don’t think she’s ever heard the word modesty. Her dresses don’t conceal anything. If she wasn’t marrying cousin Renly I’d have called her a whore to her face.

Cousin Renly doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to begin a campaign, I don’t even know where he intends to march first. He even declared a tournament yesterday. I’ll list the matches, at the bottom of the letter because I know Silas and the Little Thundercloud like them.

I’ve met a few interesting people. Ser Varian Stormwind, who has the silliest armor I’ve ever seen. It’s blue, with giant shoulder pauldrons. Not just big, huge, I don’t know how he lifts his arms. Ser Grunval Ghannam, who’s vulgar but somewhat funny. The Matteson brothers, Hagen and Edmund. Hagen is as big around as he is tall, and Edmund seemed rather serious, but had a sort of cheery optimism about him. He’s one of the finest swordsmen I’ve ever seen, I got lucky and spied a sparring match between him and a hedge knight. At least I think the fellow was a hedge knight I wasn’t that close and i had some trouble making out his shield colors. The three Kumo brothers were interesting. I only spoke briefly to Anton, but Vallon was quite jovial even if he was a little forward. Rene was quite nice. We took a walk around the camp and talked a lot about religion. Well, he did most of the talking but he made a lot of sense, and I enjoyed listening. I didn’t really meetLoras Tyrell, but all the rumors abut him are true, he has a face that can slay a maiden at fifty paces.

The Joust Matches- I entered the lists, don’t tell father.
The First Match was Ser Varian Stormwind The Thunderer vs Ser Robert Crawley
The Second Match was Ser Grunval Ghannam vs Nero Corax the Dread
The Third Match was Ser Vladmir Aquila vs Ser Azhan Aquila the Blood Eagle
The Fourth Match was Ser Noac Bagheera the Fearless vs Ser William Brownel
The Fifth was Ser Loras Tyrell vs the Storm Knight
The Sixth was Ser Rene Kumo vs Ser Edmund Matteson the Blackadder
The Seventh Match was Gregor Bannatyne the Greatbeard vs Anton Kumo
The Eighth Match was Ser Vallon Kumo Vs Me.

Ser Stormwind hit Ser Crawley so hard on the first tilt, that on the second pass Ser Crawley dropped his lance. Ser Stormwind pulled his lance in time, so they re-ran the second tilt. Neither connected with another hit, so cousin Renly awarded the match to Ser Stormwind.

Ser Nero unseated Ser Ghannam on the first pass, hitting him so hard he flopped on the ground like a fish fresh off the line.

Ser Vladmir Aquila unseated his son Azhanon the second tilt.

Ser Noac Bagheera, who stands as tall as a giant, hit poor William so hard he bounced off the ground like a pebble skipping on a pond.

Ser Loras Tyrell and the Storm Knight had the most exiting match, it went for seven tilts! Each round they shattered their lances on each others shields. Cousin Renly was on his feet, “Another tilt! Another! Another!” he shouted after each pass. Ser Loras took the match in the last tilt, unhorsing the Storm Knight, while the Storm Knight only shattered another lance on Ser Loras.

Ser Edmund bested Ser Rene, but I missed most of the match. Ser Loras came to rest by were I was standing.

Ser Bannatyne lost to Ser Anton by points. Ser Anton shattering three lances, and Ser Bannatyne landed nary a one.

I managed to defeat Ser Vallon, I managed to land glancing blows in the first two rounds, while his lance didn’t find the mark. We both knocked each other off of our mounts in the third tilt, cousin Renly called for another round, but Ser Vallon yielded the match, so I suppose mine was the better struck blow.

The Second Round was just as intense.

Ser Corax and Ser Stormwind, both missed on their first pass, but Ser Stormwind leaned to far into the strike on his next pass and Ser Corax soundly unseated him. Part of Ser Corax’s lance embedded in Ser Stormwind’s neck and they had to remove it in the tents.

Ser Aquila unseated Ser Bagheera on the first pass, it was one of the worst hits I’ve ever seen in a tilt. Ser Bagheera’s shield must have flown over twenty feet, and he fell inwards onto the railing, smashing through an entire section. Then, while Ser Bagheera was still sprawled on the ground, Ser Aquila let off a wild battlecry like some frothing northern barbarian instead of a knight. I don’t know how Ser Bagheera found the strength to rise, but not only did he get to his feet, he left the field without any aid.

Ser Edmund lost to Ser Loras on the second tilt, it was a well placed strike, but Ser Edmund took the hit well and was back on his feet before Ser Loras had cleared the field.

I managed to strike Ser Anton in the first and second tilts in our match but he managed to unhorse me in the second tilt, and he took the match.

Ser Loras took the Tourney and sadly I missed the final rounds. My bascinet, the part of the helmet that has the hinges over the visor mother, got jammed in the final round and I had to have a blacksmith get me out of my helmet.


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