Settling Accounts
Twentieth Day of the Fifth Month 294 AC
'Don't break the wheel that is still turning', goes a saying your mother is fond of with the corollary of
'especially when it is soon to be replaced with a better wheel in any case'. Thus, you simply see to it that the navy can continue its duties under the Imperial High Command until those duties can be taken over by the Air Force and Air Marshal Tyrael.
Lady Doreah seems somewhat disappointed in the announcement, but the Sealord seems to have been expecting it.
An agreement of support for something he knew would not make it past the proposal, and therefore cost him nothing? you wonder. It has the sort of elegance one expects from a Braavosi getting a foot in the door.
The last marshal to be presented is Hazhak mo Zhoa, and his confirmation is almost startlingly smooth. Where you had thought that a man with no connections and loyalty to any major faction in the Imperium and without the cachet of age old experience would struggle, he is instead seen as inoffensive and easily swayed to this position or that. Many of the magisters and the more conservative members imagine they have a kinship with him because he is Ghiscari and everyone knows how the Ghiscari are about social matters... Not even his own soldiers like him as much as some of the others, after all. At the same time, the feudal lords in Westeros see him as one without support who might be inclined to vote with them, perhaps swayed by the Minister of War or his fellow, Marshal Benedict. There is a lot of counting of unhatched dragons going about, and in truth you might say they are counting the eggs those dragons will supposedly lay, though perhaps one can understand the point.
After lunch, the order of the day is sorting out which fiefs you will keep and what lands you will buy for erecting military bases all over the Imperium, a matter which could prove vastly profitable for those members of the Curia who are land holders by blood or by election, in the name of their constituencies, of course.
You find yourself in the possession of lands in places that are almost certainly worth keeping, like the Eyrie and Casterly Rock, but also minor keeps and the ruins of minor keeps from the Reach to the Stormlands, to the Vale and the Riverlands. The only kingdoms that have not lost lords to the pacification are Dorne by the foresight of its lord and the North by your own foresight, unless one is to presume that the deed to Eddard Stark in keeping Jon alive and safe was a cunning political move, of which you do not suspect of the Duke of the Winterlands, not then and not now.
Part of you wonders if you should treat some parts of the Stoney Shore, where the North meets the cold waters of the Sunset Sea, as crownlands simply because the land is so barren. You could found a village in those lands and be found not by the taxman that year, but by fur traders cutting their way through the woods like explorers in some strange land or by smugglers looking for an hidden alcove. There is a reason no one noticed actual slave traders heading to Bear Island, and it was not their great capacity to blend in among the local populace.
Adding to the affairs of the day are the underground fey. Pech, bulabar, and those born of their joining have decided on where they would like to make their subterranean mountain home, or rather they had narrowed down the possibilities to three mountain ranges rich with untapped ores; the Mountains of the Moon where they had found mithral beneath one of the peeks, where Dalla had discovered her nesting hippogriffs and which by chance fell into the lands she had been granted to settle and reign over, the Western Heights near the ruined Tarbeck Hall where they had discovered a thin vein of
sunsilver left behind by some ancient magic perhaps as old as the Sundering of the Spheres, and finally there are the Red Mountains, where near the springs of the Scourge in the foothills of the Red Mountains there lies undisturbed a node of
viridium, as precious as it is perilous to all who would dare mine it. You suspect quite a lot of lords will be bidding this way and that to try to persuade the fey to settle in their lands and bring to light the wealth of the earth, but first the time has come to present initial land proposals.
What lands do you wish to offer up and which to buy for military installations?
[] Write in
Additionally, do you wish to become involved in the bidding for where the fey will settle?
[] Yes
-[] Write in how
[] No
OOC: The fey have been trading favors like crazy to get those nodes scouted out, do not expect them to be able to do that again in so short a time.