Dawn of War

Arryn Encampment

Once more he looked upon the war table, his eyes seeing battle lines and strategies that he and his generals have set. The Giants Lance is close and trenches are being dug throughout the night. His brother and Lysa's treachery goes beyond what he thought when Colemon reported that the 'trade' was all a trap to bring him here unaware of everything.

Robert and his traitors will learn that is not so. He planned another trick to take their last defense with a little effort as possible. Just the other night, some of Baelish's prisoners escaped from the pens and made for the enemy lines. He rubbed his chin slightly and went deeper into his thoughts, thinking of better times and that soon those days will return.

... Just not with the people he will have lost.

Andar and Robar, Lyonel and Lyn, Ben, his father and soon his brother, Vardis Egen his mentor, Eddard and Robert his best friends and brothers, Robb who he grew a liking to in the last days. All the people he had known and lost in the span of only three and a half years, war changes lives of many colors and for the most part, he had lost many family members and friends to the cruelty of sword or poison.

"Brooding?"

He turned around to know it was Tyene talking and entering the tent. She insisted on coming along, he didn't even want Arya to tag along but found her in a camp pavilion dressed like a small squire with her hair cut short.

As for Tyene, after hearing about Oberyn's death the third Sand Snake dyed her hair black after having it cut short, ridding herself of her mothers looks for one like her father. She wanted to come and see an actual battle; even fight in it, to get experience for when the Vale and North and eventually Dorne when the alliance is ready to be made, first Lysa and Robert, then the Bolton's and Stannis and last is House Lannister.

He can see a grand plan, territories of the Stormlands, Crownlands, Reach and Westerlands will be split between the three Kingdoms. He will lay claim to the Crownlands, Kingswood, part of the Stormlands going to Storm's End and the Narrow Sea going to Dragonstone, Sansa can reclaim the Riverlands and seize the Westerlands and Iron Islands, Doran, if he agrees, will take the rest of the Stormlands and the Reach. Westeros will be ruled by three kingdoms working as one rather than serving one tyrant after the other.

"You should be sleeping, a long day is to be fought I assume." He said softly without turning to her, just looking at the two falcon pieces staring at one another and preparing for battle.

"Worried about my sisters and cousins, worried about my mother in all but blood. That's why I am not sleeping." She explained to him in the same sultry tone, underneath is the burning desire for vengeance. "You are worried for your brother, and what's to be done about him." She added as if it was fact, he scoffed and finally turn his eyes on her own.

"You don't know anything about me, Arianne and I are close and we are not." Her face fell at that comment and yet he couldn't bring himself to care, not right now anyway.

"You know. My cousin said you were the happiest and kindest man she's met, courteous and cheerful. It appears she was a bad judge of character." He got up from his seat and stared at her in a hard and tense way.

"War, war has changed me. The man I was years ago, isn't the one I am now." He started and she stayed silent during it all, "All I have is what few friends are alive, and what I will do to Robert is and will be decided when he and Harrold and Lysa are on their knees by me." He ended and Tyene's expression became stern, she avoided his eyes and looked down to the ground.

"By your leave, King Rodrik."

The last word wasn't genuine and he knew he deserved it, she left without another glance and left a lasting glare he kept in his mind for the rest of the night. He knew the things being said wasn't kind, not like the old him. He is just feeling emotional over the things he suffered through during the last few years which felt like fifty by now, was this how his father felt in the War of the Ninepenny Kings or how Eddard and Robert felt in the rebellion? It's hard to discern from his own experience in war.

Harrenhal, King's Landing, The Blackwater, all defeats to his victories, but they will stick with him to the end of his days. Small victories against Kevan Lannister at the Antlers, Duskendale, and Maidenpool, then the Brave Companions at Saltpans and finally his greatest victory, Gulltown after getting back home. He has to make this battle a victory so the Arryn line continues with the just and noble values its carried for thousands of years because it's that or has his brother bending to the knees of oathbreakers and trickery.

Morning came fast as sleep came less so, nightmares of his family and friends dying. He put it aside and sent for Gyles to raise the camp and get everyone in formation. Soon the force marched towards the Giants Lance where he saw a larger force than his own was positioned, he looked on the battlements of the Gates of the Moon and saw his brother looking down at him and his force, any tactician would see that he is outnumbered two to one, but history has proven that tactics decide a battle, not numbers.

"Looks bad, hope that plan of yours works," Gyles said and it caused his eyebrow to raise, the boy never once talked like that. Looking over to the boy's father, Gerold merely shrugged to the squires clear and correct statement.

"Gerold has the vanguard, I will take the cavalry on the right." He said and turned to Yohn and Waymar, "You two take the cavalry on the left, Lucas has the bowmen, when the fighting begins, let them make the first move!" He called the order throughout the army and the surrounding men and then spotted Arya by Tyene's side. "You should go back to camp, this is no place for a child." He told Arya who shook her head adamantly.

"You can't force me, I am staying." She stated in a strong voice and he sighed before laying his eyes on the enemy once more.

"Send an emissary, it will give our men more time to get ready; anything happens I want the army to move, even if I fall."

Moments later he took Waymar and Gyles to meet with his brother, Harrold, and Lysa which is surprising to him. He thought several things before landing on her being protective over her son like she always did. His brother was dressed in their father's armor as more of an insult since the boy could hardly fit into it, he was too thin for such an armor. He ran his hand over his horse's white fur while keeping his eyes trained on Lysa, for the betrayal his father was made just for love towards Baelish.

"Hello, brother. Its been a long time." he grimaced when his brothers words like he was glad to see him.

"Not so long it seems, in your letter, there was some word of a trade. My men for your 'Petyr'? Was it." He told the last part to Lysa who didn't hesitate to glare at him before looking for her lover, "He isn't here, not in the camp, he is at Gulltown to await you three." He added and saw the woman's expression fall and contort into a rage and so was Robert.

"I will kill them, I swear it Rodrik! Give me Petyr or I will!" She threatened loudly and becoming more and more unhinged, Harrold and Robert became nervous at that but he only smiled at her.

"No, you will not."

[The Eyrie, 30 minutes before]

Maester Colemon walked with several men towards the Sky Cells. Lothor came to him just hours after they arrived at the Eyrie that his and his men's allegiance turned to Rodrik the King in the Vale after being promised the lands of House Hardying and a marriage down the line and knighthoods for the men who would join him as well. Orders were when the castle was most lax that they would seize the Eyrie, blocking any such escape back to the stronghold. 15 men are within those cells and soon they would be freed to fight.

"Colemon?!"

Wallace asked in surprise and Lothor slashed Mord's throat and took the keys, opening the gates and going to all the others.

"The time has come, ready yourselves; we take back our home." He told the warrior who like the others had a proud smile, and so they went to arm themselves for the battle of the Eyrie.

Wallace and Lothor along with the men at their disposal, cleared hall to hall and slew many of the loyal men of Harrold and including Donnel. Wallace fought his brother as the two dueled for dominance, oh how he wished there was another way but his brother only saw strength and ambition, and when Rodrik lost the most crucial battle he couldn't respect him anymore. He pled for Donnel to stop and yield but the older sibling would not lower his sword, by the end of it he ended up disarming him and shoving his sword in his gut.

He looked across the battlements and saw Lothor loosed an arrow into one of the men trying to escape, the other yielded and surrendered their weapons to them. He looked further down and saw two great armies facing one another. Rodrik is really, thank the bloody Seven! He thought and turned to two of the men he was imprisoned with.

"Lysa and her false-born son are finished! Seal the gates and send a raven to Rodrik, we took his home back!"

The war cry sounded out, bringing Arryn valor back to the Vale.

[Present Time]

"No, you will not."

The echo of a raven flew down to the six as Lysa just made her threat and assured the Mad Fish that she won't, the bird landed on his hand and he took the letter out and read, what it had said was the words of his House.

As High As Honor

"As High As Honor. I came to the Eyrie for you surrender, now we will have our war... May the Seven bless the worthy son of a great man."