Chronicle of House Palmor


Another fine summers morning in North Central Westeros sees House Palmor and its retinue breaking fast before preparing to depart to The Twins, home of House Frey, another banner to House Tulley. House Frey is related, by marriage to House Palmor and common courtesy demands that they break their journey to Kings Landing to pay their respect to the aged Lord Walder Frey.

The journey is made in splendid warm sunshine and is undisturbed by bandits, or others on the Kings Road. As the day draws to a close the group spies the majestic presence of The Twins on the horizon and a small group of riders is spotted leaving the nearest gate tower, heading straight for them, under the banner of House Frey. Lord Justin Palmor and his most trusted advisors ride out to greet the welcoming party. Stopping a few feet away a tall knight, resplendent in mail and a tabard bearing House Frey’s arms, introduces himself as Ser Alboron Frey and offers Justin bread and salt, as is tradition. Justin answers back for House Palmor and the two groups ride into The Twins and the great central keep, though the men at arms, retainers and wagons are left at the gatehouse.

Lord Palmor and his immediate retinue are led by Ser Alboron through a set of great oak doors into an audience chamber. There sat upon a great chair upon a large dais is the aged Lord Walder Frey, behind him stands a small host of women, children and other retainers. Lord Walder raises his head “Palmor, its awhile since I have seen you, I trust you are well ? Ahhhh Lady Lyta, always a pleasure, may I say that you are looking as radiant as ever, its such a shame my eighth wife is still capable of childbirth. Now, now, Justin, no need to look at me like that I was just jesting. Now who’s that I see standing just behind the pair of you, it can’t be, is that you Oliver, grown a man now by the looks of you. Come, come and have a chat with your Uncle Walder, you can tell me everything that your father’s been up to.” Oliver strides to the dais and takes a seat close to Lord Walder. Lord Walder addresses Justin again “Now you will want to wash and bathe after your journey and I insist that you join us for dinner, a banquet no doubt, for such honoured guests. My steward will show you to your quarters.” As the group departs, leaving Oliver Palmor with Lord Walder Frey, Leon’s sharp eyes spot a man standing close behind Lord Frey, hidden in the shadows and he recognises him, Aaron Lannister, now what was that snake doing here.

Before the evening banquet, House Palmor’s Maester, Ishicar, pays a visit to his House Frey colleague only to find that he is not there and his servants seem a bit tight lipped, providing the Maester with little useful information. Ishicar therefore decides to conduct some research into the materials that The Twins are constructed from and makes copious detailed notes on their construction.

The banquet goes well and none of the rest of the group are aware of the conversation that Lord Frey had with Oliver Palmor, knowing the old goat he would have been trying to coax information out of the boy, but Oliver was keeping tight lipped. At the end of the banquet the Palmor party retired for the evening, with the exception of Oliver, Haglic and Alun Carnie who rode to the gatehouse. Once the gatehouse was reached, Oliver ensured that his men were well fed, watered and comfortable before even thinking of retiring himself. A definite bond was beginning to form between the heir and House Palmor’s personal guard, something his father had neglected, of late.

The next morning, another bright sunny summers day welcomed the House Palmor party as they said their farewells to Lord Frey and his family, to continue their long journey on to Kings Landing and the Kings tourney. The remainder of the long journey passes without too much incident apart from the sight of Ishicar trying to ponder the mysteries of Lord Palmor’s Myrish crossbow. One day out from Kings Landing and the group encounter a trio of Kings Messengers under the Kings banner, heading for Harrenhal, with whom Lord Justin exchanges pleasantries, only to find that they are going to be the last house to arrive.

After a number of weeks on the road the group finally reach Kings Landing and the Gate of the Gods, to find that they are the last house to arrive for the tourney and suffering further indignation the Goldcloaks on the gate insist on searching their baggage. Finally after what seemed a very cursory inspection the group splits into two with the majority of the knights, retainers and baggage heading towards the tourney grounds to set up and Lord Palmor and his retinue heading to their lodgings at the Greentree Inn. Upon arrival at the Greentree Inn, Ishicar took his leave of Lord Palmor to attend the Maesters conclave where he would also be lodging for the duration of their stay in Kings Landing.

Lord Justin Palmor and his party are met at the Greentree Inn by its owner Lyle Brewer who informs Lord Justin Palmor that his reservation is ready and that the whole of the first floor of the Inn is at his disposal, for the duration of the tourney. Leon makes a last minute alteration to ensure that there is room for Ser Milton Greenacre and his daughter Dana, who joined the group on their journey. The group settle into The Greentree Inn for the evening and dine in the common room, where a number of other notables are present, Orten Lugus, Ser Joris Landseer, Ser Gennady Shanin, Maiyo Vierro and Bryan Telson.

At this point a goldcloak officer turns up, a young boy in tow and asks to have a private word with Alun Carnie. Alun is only out of the room for a few moments when he returns with the young boy, about ten years old and announces that this is Neil Rivers his son, whose mother had recently been murdered. As the father the boy had now been placed in his care. This did not seem to shock the rest of the Palmor party and no comments were made, leaving Neil to join the ever growing group.

During the evening meal, Lord Palmor rises to make an announcement, a rare moment indeed and the news of Leon Ashcroft’s forthcoming marriage to Dana Greenacre is passed to the rest of the group. Not really news to most people, as Leon had barely been out of her sight since meeting her. The news was greeted well and after a series of toasts they all retire early, excited by the prospect of spending a day in Kings Landing tomorrow.

The following morning the group rise early and plan a day’s shopping in Kings Landing, much to the delight of Lady Lyta, Lady Donna and Dana, even Leon Ashcroft seems taken by the occasion, loosening the purse strings to enable all to purchase accoutrements for the following evening’s festivities. After a day’s shopping, all but Oliver and Haglic, the pair as thick as thieves, return to the Greentree Inn for an evening’s dining. Oliver and Haglic return just before the meal is served, much to the relief of all around. During the evening meal Lord Palmor, on the advice of Leon Ashcroft, invites Orten Lugus to join them and conversation soon turns to the unclaimed lands that separate their own lands. An evening of negotiation in which Oliver’s squire, Haglic proves to be an adept negotiator, helping Lord Palmor and Orten Lugus agree to a land grab, rewarding both houses with generous swathes of land, completely cutting off House Dannett in the process. Much wine is quaffed and the deal is drawn up with Orten promising to send the details off to his father to approve.

The day of the opening ceremony of the tourney arrives and all of the House Palmor party are up early with Oliver and Alun Carnie leaving for the tourney grounds, while the rest ensure that they are well groomed, showing off House Palmor’s colours. The group then head off to the seats for the Opening Ceremony of the Kings tourney.

Meanwhile at the tourney grounds Alun Carnie was ensuring that Oliver and his squire Haglic were fit to be presented to the King, as Oliver held the honour of presenting the houses banner.

The crowd had settled into their seats, Lord Justin and his wife a few rows in front of Leon Ashcroft and Dana, with Ishicar hovering just behind his lord, to provide information when required. The ceremony began with a blare of trumpets and the major houses banners paraded first, followed by the more senior banner houses. It was soon obvious to the Palmor party that there were no houses representing the North or The Vale of Arryn. Though not unusual for houses of the North not to attend Kings Landing, it is a long and dangerous journey, the absence of houses from The Vale of Arryn caused a stir among the more notable elements of the crowd.

Finally it was Olivers turn to parade the House Palmor banner to the King, who by this time was flagging, more due to the alcohol than the summers heat. Confidently led by Haglic and looking resplendent in his brand new armour, the long sword presented by Lord Frey at his side, Oliver was presented to the royal box. Breaking with tradition, perhaps startled by the beauty of the Queen, Oliver spoke thanking the Queen on behalf of House Palmor for their invite to the Kings tourney. The Queen rose and strode to the front of the royal box, whispering her reply into Oliver’s ear, before returning to her seat, the incident causing a stir amongst the watching crowd. Oliver continued to parade the banner to the remaining stands then, led by Haglic, returned to the Palmor tents on the tourney ground.

Finally at the end of the opening ceremony the group, with the exception of Oliver and Haglic, returned to the Greentree Inn to prepare themselves for the opening feast later that evening. Oliver and Haglic returned some time later, tight lipped about where they had actually been, though both seemed somewhat pleased with themselves.

The opening feast was a grand affair with House Palmor seated closer to the Kings table than they would have thought, perhaps they were more highly respected than they realised. Once the feast had been completed the speeches began, started by the major houses with many toasts to honour and knighthood. It was at this point that, for the second time that day, tradition was broken and Adham Dannett rose, obviously the worse for alcohol. Leaning forward, his table opposite House Palmor’s he spoke

“Honour? Some who dare come to this tourney and this table know nothing of honour! So-called knights and nobles who would butcher innocent farmers and their families have no place here except to face the king’s jus¬tice! Your majesty, in the name of my father and my house, I implore you to hear my complaint against these murderers and warmongers!”

A look of horror could be seen on the faces of the Palmor party, but Adham Dannetts plea went unanswered. The King anger rising, struggled out of his seat, mug falling to the floor, spilling precious ale.

“I will not tolerate the petty power play of minor houses at a feast set to honour those who are due to fight tomorrow. Adham Dannett you are due to joust tomorrow, so you will open the tournament and your opponent will be……..” The King looks over to the Palmor party and his eyes hover on Lord Justin Palmor before he turns to Oliver Palmor and says “Oliver Palmor. Trial by combat. The Warrior will smile on the victor tomorrow and let that be an end to this matter.” The King turns and walks out of the room. Swiftly followed by the Queen who leaves by another exit, her son Joffrey following her. Close on the pairs heels is Oliver Palmor and Haglic, surprisingly let through the exit the Queen used……………

Bandits !!

The courtyard of Castle Palmor was a scene of intense activity as preparations for Lord Palmor’s journey to Kings Landing were being completed. Shortly before noon, the party was ready and departed the castle through the main gates heading out on to the marsh road. A thick mist had descended on the marshes and visibility was down to a mere hundred yards, but these were Palmor lands and the population here were loyal. After a couple of hours progress, the slow moving column finally edged out of the marshes and into the grasslands beyond, heading to the borders of House Palmor’s lands. Shortly before dusk the party arrived at Dag’s Inn, just beyond the borders of their realm. Taking the lead, mainly because he held the purse strings tightly, Leon Ashcroft negotiated a fair rate for the evenings accommodation and victuals. Choosing to dine privately the party ate and retired early, a long journey ahead of them on the morrow.

Dawn brought another bright sunny day in the Riverlands and the party awoke early to break fast and continue on their journey. After breaking fast a merchant, also staying at the inn, approached Lord Palmor and asked if he may accompany the party on their trip to Kings Landing, there’s safety in numbers after all. The merchant introduced himself as Rog Thanders, a dealer in spices and the exotic. Upon hearing of this, Ishicar took Rog to one side and a lengthy discussion took place, as the party readied themselves for departure.

The party spend an uneventful day journeying to Kings Landing, leaving their homelands behind and that evening camp beside the road.

The following morning dawns, another bright and sunny summers morning. The party break camp and head ever southward towards Kings Landing, though they plan to break their journey by visiting the Frey’s. Towards noon Leon Ashcroft spotted the sun reflecting off something from within the woods, that bordered the road at this point. Leon made haste to inform Ser Edgar Bravine, who, taking no risks, quickly dispatched Matthais Wren and his squire to investigate, whilst the rest of the party continued its journey down the road. Leon continued to watch Matthais’s progress towards the tree line, when he spotted the knight and his squire turn suddenly and gallop back towards the party. Once Matthais was within earshot the word “Bandits” could be heard coming from his lips and all at once it was obvious to Leon that his sharp eyes may have averted the party from disaster. When Matthais reached the group, an arrow could be seen protruding from his upper right shoulder, though it had not pierced, he was uninjured, thank the seven.

Ser Edgar Bravine took command and shouted orders “Knights to me, wedge formation on me, squires protect the baggage train”, wheeling sharply Ser Edgar and the five other knights, in wedge formation, lowered lances and prepared to charge the ruffians lining up along the road, barring their way. The six knights broke into a trot, then a gallop and finally with shouts of Palmor and Huntly charged the score of bandits, skewering four in the first pass, before they wheeled round, drew swords and charged back into the fray.

Meanwhile back at the baggage train Lord Palmor and his wife Lyta had been persuaded to dismount, to prevent them being made tempting targets for archers, their personal guard forming a crescent moon in front of them. They were shortly joined by Ishicar and Leon Ashcroft with his bodyguard. It is at this point that Leon’s sharp eyes again spot potential trouble, just ahead, emerging out of the trees, another group of bandits were starting to advance towards Lord Palmor’s party. Leon, springing into action, rallied the squires to join the personal guard in holding a line in front of Lord Palmor, with that persuasive and charming way he has. The squires, bloodlust in their young hearts, leapt to the defence of their lord.

Somewhere, upon a rise in the road they had been following since daybreak, young Oliver Palmor and Alun Carnie saw ahead of them a chaotic scene. Oliver could see that his father was in trouble and heeding the wise words of Alun Carnie formed his men into a line, after detailing Walter to look after Lady Dana Greenacre of course. Oliver led his men down the rise at a trot, hoping to smash into the side of the bandits before they reached his father, eventually breaking into a gallop and finally as they neared their prey, war horns blaring, the charge. The line smashed into the bandits, taking them unaware as their attentions were focused on richer gains, Oliver dispatching two bandits with grievous wounds and Alun Carnie destroying two others with mortal blows. It was all over in a matter of seconds, the bandits were routed and Oliver had claimed his two victims as prisoner. The nearest either Oliver or Alun had come to taking a scratch was when a volley of bolts, from Lord Palmor’s Myrish device, sailed between the pair of them, fortunately missing. With a victorious swagger Oliver strode over to his father, savouring his first taste of battle and victory and after greeting him passed on the news of his previous three days patrol. Oliver also introduced his father to Ser Milton Greenacre and his attractive daughter Dana, who had joined Oliver and Alun at Dag’s Inn the night before.

That evening, at a hastily erected camp near to the road, Lord Palmor called a meeting of his most trusted advisors so that they could hear the news that Oliver had to bring and it was grave news indeed (see previous journal for details – Patrol to the Borderlands). The group decided to keep the news to themselves for if word of this ever got out, it would mean ruin for House Palmor. As the meeting broke up the advisors went their separate ways and numerous important events occurred :

Oliver, Alun & Ishicar : The three began the questioning of the five captives from the bandit ambush, learning two of their names, Boris and Ryder, as well as the name of their leader Aelfric. They decide to continue their questioning (torture !!) the following evening.

Oliver : Spends time with his men exhorting them on their deeds in today’s battle and ensuring that they are all well fed and being looked after

Leon : Began the wooing of the young woman Dana, who had captured his heart upon first meeting her earlier in the day and she is completely smitten with him, much to the delight of Ser Milton.

Lord Palmor : Briefs Ser Tristam on the news from Oliver, before receiving Leon who complains about the noise coming from the questioning. Lady Lyta suggests that perhaps Oliver and Alun could continue their questioning away from the camp tomorrow evening. Lord Palmor also listens to his son’s report on the questioning of his captives.

This leaves the group breaking fast on another fine summers morning, before preparing to depart for House Frey, enroute to Kings Landing and the Kings tourney.

Patrol to the Borderlands

The morning dawned brightly over Palmor castle, seat of House Palmor of the Riverlands, and the main yard was a bustle of activity as Alun Carnie, Master-at-Arms, oversaw the preparations for a probing patrol to the borderlands. Alun had been tasked with the command of the patrol the previous night and told that accompanying him would be the Lord’s son, Oliver, on his first patrol without his father. Their orders were specifically to head to the farms on their border with House Dannett, that they had heard had been torched by bandits. Accompanying them would be Daric the scout and Sergeant Edwin with a squad of personal guards, as well as two knights, Ser Percival Morningstar and Arthur Winstone.

Setting out at first light the patrol made its way out of Castle Palmor and down to the path that led through the marsh, Daric taking the lead. A dense mist swirled above the marsh leading to much reduced visibility but Daric managed to find the required path and led the group through the marsh. The journey was slow and laborious due to mist and the hard going, but eventually Daric returned to say that the edge of the marsh was reached and that the mist was receding. Eventually the patrol stepped out into bright sunshine and the plains beyond the marsh. In the distance the patrol spotted a few hamlets with small folk women out tending to their children and chores, their men folk off collecting mussels on the edge of the marsh, utilising the ubiquitous coracles.

Towards noon Daric returned again reporting to Alun and Oliver that he had come upon the Dannett farms and that they were still smouldering from the attacks, he pointed to the line of trees upon the horizon and all could see the smoke trailing lazily into the air. Alun ordered Daric to scout the area around the farms and to report back, ordering the rest of the patrol, after consultation with Oliver, to head into the woods and Dannett lands. The border had been crossed.

As the patrol came to the outskirts of the farmstead, Daric returned reporting to Alun and Oliver that there was no one left alive, he had, however, spotted the tracks of about twenty men entering from the North and the same tracks leaving to the East. Oliver, after consulting with Alun, decided to follow the easterly tracks with haste, after a cursory search of the farmstead, which revealed nothing of import. Galloping down the Eastern track, Daric in the lead, the patrol sought the perpetrators of this heinous act. It was not long before they came across a grisly scene. In a clearing ahead a large number of bodies, obviously dead, could be seen lying on the ground, a pack of wolves feasting, hungrily on the corpses. Daric turned to Oliver warning him “Milord, look they know we are here, see their ears are pricked, alert, yet they do not run. They are hungry and haven’t eaten in a good while. They won’t give up their prey easily.” Oliver pondered over his scouts wise words and decided that caution was required here, as wolves are a wily, cunning and dangerous foe. He ordered the building of a fire and once lit, a couple of his personal guards, fiery brands in hand advanced towards the clearing. The wolves fearing fire more than hunger backed away and eventually turned tail and fled.

Oliver ordered his guards to search the clearing to see what they could find and the results could not have been more alarming. It was difficult to tell the exact number of bodies, as the wolves had mauled the remains, in their hunger, but there were at least a dozen of them probably more. All were well built men, obviously sell swords by the remains of their garb, undistinguished, apart from two things. One of the men’s swords bears a hilt with the crest of House Baratheon upon it, minus the crown and all of the men had shields roughly painted black. Oliver ordered one of his guards to carefully scrape the black paint off one of the shields and to his surprise the coat of arms beneath, were those of House Palmor.

Fearing that House Palmor could be held responsible for this atrocious act, Oliver ordered his guards to remove all equipment from the men, leaving no traces at all. The patrol then hurried back to Castle Palmor, returning the following day after a night camped at the ruined Dannett farms. Finding that Lord Palmor had left the previous day for Kings Landing, Oliver decided to hide all of the taken equipment in his quarters. He then ordered that the patrol should make haste to join his father on the journey to Kings Landing.

It was midday before Alun had the patrol organised and ready to leave, though he knew they would have no problem catching Lord Palmor, as they were only a day and a half behind at most. Ordering the patrol forward, Alun and Oliver left Castle Palmor for Kings Landing. Towards nightfall the patrol arrived at Dag’s Inn, where they secured lodgings for the night and after a satisfying meal they retired early, keen to catch Lord Palmor on the morrow.

The following morning as they were breaking fast, Oliver and Alun invited the only two patrons of Dag’s Inn to join them, which they did, introducing themselves as Ser Milton Greenacre and his daughter Dana. Oliver inquired as to where they were headed and discovered that they were also journeying to the tourney at Kings Landing, so asked if they wished to travel with them, which they gratefully accepted, the roads not being particularly safe, these days.

That was this morning, now Oliver, Alun, Ser Milton and the remainder of the patrol stand on a rise in the Kings Road viewing a scene of mayhem a mile ahead of them. Have they arrived too late or just in the nick of time, only The Seven can tell…………


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