Home Sweet Home:
The sail back to Gulltown was one fraught with celebration and clamoring for more wind in the sails. The veteran men wanted to be home, with their families, and to enjoy the fruits of their labor, in the coin they had earned with blood and steel.
Your father gained much of his strength, he could walk on his own again, although he required a cane to move around, and occasionally, he had a headache that he dimmed with Milk of the Poppy. A very small dosage, he assured you, as you worried that he may become addicted to such a drug to soothe his pain.
As you arrived in Gulltown, many of the Lord's and ladies of the Vale were there to meet you, to see their husbands and sons and brothers again, after such a long time away from home.
The journey was equally joyful for the men, and Lord's. They ran down the gangplanks, not worrying about the dangers to reach their families again.
You saw Marq and Garth run to Lady Grafton, and each man lifted the woman of their lives with their strength and joy, smiling.
A similar scene could be seen with Howland Hunter and his grandmother, whom he embraced with as many tears as there were smiles. The news of his mother's death finally reaching its conclusion, as he wept.
The world moved on without you, as you lost years of your life, and may others of your bannermen did as well.
Death came for them all… and the tears, and tragedy that may be brought with it… unavoidable.
But the reunion you wanted was finally here. Ser Gerold helped your father down the gangplank and to the two women you had waited years to see again.
Rowena had not changed in the years since you last saw her in the Red Keep… she looked tired, and her black hair was much shorter than the long flowing vine you had seen in the Red Keep and the Great sept. She truly was an Arryn though, her blue eyes as sharp as your own.
And Rhaella… gods she was as beautiful as the day you married her, and before. She had grown a bit more, she stood taller, though not anywhere close to your height, as you now stood as tall as your father. She wore a red dress, a very… thin one, that seemed to show her… ample bosom and breasts... and a bronze tiara on her head, with a ruby shining in the middle. Her white hair was long and flowy, but behind her, in a controlled manner that allowed you to see her face as clear as the moon.
Ser Gerold smiled. "It seems you've gotten your happy ending." He quipped, seeing Rhaella and waving to her, getting a wave back.
You turned towards Ser Gerold. "Ser Gerold… I know your duties are with the King… but why did you come to the Vale with us? Won't you need to ride to Kings Landing?"
Ser Gerold smiled. "I couldn't let my squire go home alone… not until one thing was done."
You smiled at him, realizing what he was implying. "I…" You were at a loss for words… a rare thing for you. "Ser Gerold. Why wait until now?"
Ser Gerold looked around. "Because I know you Arstan… You're a man of the Vale, as much as you are a lord of the seven kingdoms. Let your people be the witness of your knighting…" His face became that of a stone statue. "Arstan Arryn… kneel."
You did so without hesitation. Your father smiled as you looked back at him. "In the name of the Warrior, I charge you to be brave." The sword moved from his right shoulder to his left. "In the name of the Father I charge you to be just." Back to the right. "In the name of the Mother I charge you to defend the young and innocent." The left. "In the name of the Maid, I charge you to protect all women. In the name of the Smith, I charge you to never stop your knightly duties, no matter the situation, no matter the pain, and exhaustion. In the name of the Crone, I charge you to be wise, and careful in all your thoughts and decisions. In the name of the Stranger, I ask you not to fear death, when your time comes, but to welcome it, so that others need not be afraid of what is to come." He paused, looking down upon you with a smile. "
Arise, Ser Arstan Arryn, a knight of the Seven Kingdoms"
And you rose, feeling joy, and relief.
You were finally a knight.
Reward: You are now a knight of the Seven Kingdoms.
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You took leave from your father and the Graftons, respectfully denying the offer to stay in the city's keep, and instead go to someplace more… private for yourself and Rhaella.
Rhaella insisted you come to an… honest, but unexpected establishment. Not a whorehouse… but certainly not a tavern either.
"I trust the payment for the room and the building was suitable?" Rhaella asked the owner.
"It was my lady...Lord Arryn." The matron of the establishment replied. "It fills my heart with great joy that you and your father have returned safely from the war."
"Thank you for your thoughts." You replied. The woman then walked away, out of the building.
You were confused as Rhaella dragged you up the stairs and into a very warm room, lit by candles and covered in the smell of roses.
The bed was red, a deep red like crimson and roses.
You could only stare as Rhaella slowly began to walk towards you. "Arstan… listen to me please." She ordered as she pressed her body against yours. "This room is all to ourselves, and no one will come to disturb us." She whispered to your ears. "Now, we are both going to undress, and you are going to lay on that bed and you will fuck me Arstan… I want you to show me how much you love me."
You could only smile at her. You didn't need to say anything else as you picked her up and began kissing her everywhere. You didn't stop as she showed you every trick she learned, nor as you began… well, you enjoyed what you began. It was something you had wanted to do for over a year
All you could do was smile as you both enjoyed your night alone.
Fertility Roll:
1D100 => 82(You are very virile) +10 to pregnancy rolls.
Rhaella Pregnancy Roll:
1D100 => 96+10 (Your Fertility)+30 (Rhaellas Fertility)=136
Child roll:
1D3 => 1
Reward: Rhaella is now Pregnant.
Gain Trait: Virile: You are more fertile than most men. (+10 to Pregnancy rolls)
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Rowena Pregnancy Roll: 1d100 => 97-40+30=87
Child roll:
1D3 => 1
Reward: Rowena Arryn is now Pregnant.
AN: Well... I didn't see that last roll coming... but enjoy this update. You are now home and can be lord of the Vale, and a father.
Enjoy.
