Ser Aeden

The Knight glance past Kailan's shoulder, gazing out towards the tunnel beyond the three. "... Not much longer now." Aeden then sighed and glanced back towards Rakhelis. "Be ready, the men of Westeros may not be as fierce as the Dothraki, but they are just as savage..."

Rakhelis

The Dothraki nodded, prepared to fight the acclaimed Westerosi Knights. Their tales were told in Essos but now he'll be living in one of them.

Kailan moved more carefully, her steps perfectly silent, slowing her breath, becoming perfectly calm, movements steady, though her heart raced in her chest, she was as controlled and calm as though it was just a stroll through the garden.

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Ser Aeden

As if by fate, the tunnel led each of the three to a sudden and abrupt dead end, just shy of the sounds of hoofbeats and swords clashing with shields. "... No... Father, he must have sealed it off..." The Reyne heir slammed his gauntlet against the heavy stone and turned away, looking slowly towards the other two. "Do you smell that?" Aeden asked, removing his helm to hone in on the familiar scent from his past. "Get back... This'll only take a moment."

Rakhelis

The Dothraki backed away concerned of what was to come "Be careful" he urged the knights.

Ser Aeden

"There's an old Reyne tradition that is passed down from father to son. It involves..." The knight paused, drawing his light crimson-hued blade, before kneeling just shy of the boulder. "Hold on..."

Kailan scowled, stepping lightly to stand just behind Rakhelis. She was ready to be out of the dank smelling, cold passage.

Ser Aeden

"All it requires is a single spark from the metal and..." He trailed off, just as he struck his blade with a rock, causing hundreds of tiny sparks to scatter along the ground and against the massive boulder. A moment passed as the lights faded. "... There it goes." Aeden smiled lightly as a translucent design began to glow amongst the stone boulder.

"Lion's heart we hold..." The Kingsguard murmured as the design faded, just before the ground beneath the three began to rumble, the massive stone splitting apart with ease. "Onwards?"

Rakhelis

"Yes" he answered the knight. He was still amazed at what Ser Aeden did. As a Dothraki he does not get to see the potential of men with tools, except the steel.

Ser Aeden

After continuing on, the three eventually came up on a dust old wooden doorway, the dense material covered from end to end with cobwebs and a musty odor. "Through here, then we're in..." He paused, hearing someone crying out with anger from the distance.

Rakhelis

"A battle?" Rakhelis grip his sword now, mentally preparing himself to fight what is beyond the door.

Ser Aeden

"A fair guess." He nodded to the Dothraki, then kicked at the door. The wood was so old that the Knight's played boot went straight through. "Shit!" Aeden cursed, stepping out from it's grasp, only to push the door open with ease. Before them was a fine stone hall, a common sight for Aeden, but odd to anyone else.

Rakhelis

"Interesting castle, where is your family?"

Kailan remained silent, listening, ears trained for the sounds of footsteps, no matter how soft they may be.

Ser Aeden

"My mother and sister are likely hold up behind the inner wall, which means we'll have to find my brother to get through." The Knight said quietly as he continued into the hall. To his right was a archer's shooting port, which showed a vast a bloody siege beyond. "That Lannister isn't going to stop throwing men at Castamere, not until that gate comes down..."

"What are we doing, Aeden? Specifically, what is our task at this moment?" Kailan sounded on edge when she started speaking, but calmed down almost immediately.

Ser Aeden

"... We head to the gate, buy whatever time we can to get the civilians out of Castamere, then when only my family is left, you and Rakelis will fall back and lead them to the men Lord Connington undoubtedly sent."

Rakhelis

"Lets us go then" Rakhelis said, waiting for Ser Aeden to lead the way.

Ser Duncan

The group had arrived at Castamere with the song of steel and the smell of blood in the air. They had joined Ser Jack Piper who was leading the reinforcement. Immediatly the party charged into battle lead by the Noblest of the group, Ser Ormund Baratheon. Dunk did not follow suit, instead he turn to his new acquaintance.

"The person you are looking for might be in that castle but you need not fight. I will not hold it against you, this isn't your battle" Dunk told Connor.

Ser Aeden

The knight nodded solemnly, then pressed on with sword and torch in hand. Before long the trio arrived in Castamere's main courtyard. Guardsmen and Halberds all racing about to their specific posts, with one man directing the masses. "Father..." Aeden whispered. "This way."

Rakhelis

The dothrakie followed his leader, ready for the fight.

(Forgive the delay, how about we get this show on the road, eh?
Also, just a bit to mention; I updated the profile of link So check it out if you like. Had some inconsistencies to address, and found an image that isn't just straight up Lannister.)

Ser Aeden

The Reyne made his way over to his Lord and Father, wasting no time to bother with the warm heart to heart most fathers had for their long lost sons. "Aeden, what in the gods are you doing here?!" The commander shouted, just as another volley of enemy arrows pelted the ground of Castamere's courtyard.

"Leo sent a raven, I came as soon as I could." The young soldier said to his Father.

"... I'll be sure to scold him after we fend off that Golden Lion at our doorstep!" The Large battle-ready commander called out loud enough for the troops around to hear.

"Aye, we have a force of riders coming in from the East, they can assist in the defense of our people as they evacuate." The young Lion said, only immediately fell into silence as his Lord turned to him, a prideful fire in his eyes.

"Lion's Heart we hold... Or has your time in the capital tarnished your honor!?" The Mighty Lion roared, before pushing the Kingsguard to the ground.

Aeden stood in a rigid manner, trying his best to retain any amount of dignity that could be found within the golden chestplate he bore. "... There is no honor in death, not for you, not for our family, and not for our people. There will be nothing but rubble and we will be forever known as the Lion's who fell." The Knight felt his body tremble beneath the tattered cloak that covered the gold, knowing all too well the kind of man his father was. That the Lion would just as easily condemn his fourteen year old daughter to death, before shaming his pride.

"... Go, take your sisters through the tunnels... Then get back here and make sure you do your part in this fight." The Reyne Lord sneered, then went off to command the main gate's sentries, leaving the three warriors behind.

The Kingsguard turned slowly towards Kailan, then to Rakhelis, not uttering a single word. Aeden then nodded towards the inner keep of Castamere, before starting off in it's direction.

Rakhelis

Rakhelis kept silent, he sheathe his sword and took his bow and arrow realizing that he won't be fighting much if they manage to hold the attacking force.

Kailan went silently with Aeden, glancing around constantly, alert for anything that would cause immediate harm to the Kingsguard, or herself.

Ser Aeden

Just as the warriors reached the Inner Keep entrance, a deafening crash tore through the air. Aeden turned just in time to see the once sturdy gate, plummeting down against Reyne Defenders. Not only that, but a horde of Lannister soldiers began to swarm inside all at once. "We need to hold them off, Rakhelis, you and Kailan hold this position, do not let a single Lannister get past this point... I will return, you have my word." Aeden said, watching as his Father led the Reyne Sentinels against the Golden Lion's vast numbers.

Rakhelis

He nods at the command and aimed. He remember how he learnt, hunting animals. Now he hunts lions. Rakhelis steadied his breathing and began to fire his arrows.

Ser Aeden

Without another thought, Aeden rushed inside the keep, heading straight for the the Lord's chambers where his sisters and mother would be.

Kailan stood with an open stance, just behind the man. From this position she could easily cut down Amy who got past the arrows, which was exactly what she did, almost casually, without thought or squeamishness. Only a slight favor in her wounded shoulder.

Ser Aeden

"Aeden! Oh, gods, why have you come!?" The Knight's mother cried as their eyes met within the Lord's hall.

"Leo sent for me, but that doesn't matter, we need to get everyone into the catacombs... Where's Thalia and Juno?" Aeden uttered the last bit, realizing his sisters were nowhere in sight.

"They were taken to the vault the moment the Lannisters began their assault, surely they will be safe there...?" Lady Reyne looked to her long lost son and heir, the black sheep of the family.

Aeden shook his head, a worrisome glance shown for less than a second. It was all it took, for the Lady began to sob, feeling her entire world falling apart before her. "Mother! We mus'nt toil, the lives of everyone within these walls may depend on those old crypts. Now go spread the word, I'll go to the vault."

Rakhelis

After a few moments he'd run out of arrows
"Graddakh!" he cursed. He took out his sword and stood ready next to the Lady Knight
"You must tell Ser Aeden to hasten, we might not hold much longer" he told Lan .

Ser Aeden

Lady Reyne nodded to her son, giving the knight a quick hug before she set off to help in the evacuation. Aeden said nothing more as he went for the Castamere vault, three stories below the Lord's chambers.

Golden

"Onward, Vanguard advance on the keep, leave none but the Reynes alive!" The Lannister called out to his advancing legion of swordsman.

Rakhelis

The battle line slowly retreats to them, the Reynes are losing, Rakhelis knew and he also know they'd rather die then surrender. The Dothraki charged into the battle.

Golden

"Lord Reyne! It appears we broke your door!" The Young Lannister cried out as his eyes locked with the Red Lion's.

"The bloody fool, eighty dragons to the man that kills that Lannister!" Lord Erek roared, drawing his crimson blade as the swarms flooded into the courtyard. The Lion of Castamere then strode onward, advancing with his Vanguard, cutting down Lannister soldiers with ease. It was a flurry of crimson cloaks, all charging against the outnumbering forces of the Golden Lion. For each Reyne that fell in battle, their fearlessness took even more with them to the grave...


Ser Aeden

"By the gods..." Aeden uttered as he came up on the vault. Eight Crimson-cloaked Sentinels all drew their pikes, aiming them towards the rugged Knight.

"Ser Aeden! Stand down you lot!" Announced a familiar voice from behind the iron gate the eight protected. A moment passed as locks were turned and unset, up until the heavy door swung open revealing Aeden's sisters and Maester Dumas.

"Maester." The Kingsguard nodded out of respect for his old friend, then glanced towards the sisters he hadn't seen since the day he took to the White Cloaks. "Thalia... Juno... I-We don't have the time... All of you, we must fall back to the catacombs. It is the only way we will ever make it out of this alive." Aeden insisted, turning his gaze from his family.

"We finally see you after all this time and all you do is boss us around?! Some things never change." Thalia grumbled, obviously hurt by her brother's lack of emotion, a sentiment she didn't persist. Not a moment passed before the two were right behind Aeden, following their Kingsguard down to the depths of Castamere.
[Vanguard Below]

Rakhelis

These lions are mad he thought to himself as he fought alongside the vanguards. More times than he would admit they probably saved him from being outnumbered.

Golden

The Lannister smiled as his second wave flooded the gates of Castamere. It was his day, the day Gerold Lannister would prove once and for all, who truly were the rightful Lions of Westeros.

"Ahh!" Erek Reyne roared as a Lannister soldier stuck his spear into the Lord's exposed leg. "You bloody cunt!" The Lion roared as he struck down the warrior, his heavy longsword crushing the helmet the Lannister bore. The Lord then turned to his Castle, his home. "... By all that is beautiful in this world, we will hold!"

"Lion's heart we hold!" Cried the Reynes as they mounted their last and final counter against the invading force of Lannisters.


Ser Aeden

"Where's Leo?!" Juno said as she took Aeden's arm, stopping the group in their tracks. Juno was the oldest of the Reyne heirs, albeit only older than Aeden by a mere four months. She was supposed to be married off weeks ago, if not for the siege that stood in her way.

The Kingsguard shook his head, glancing hesitantly towards his sister and the Maester behind them. "I do not know... I'm sorry." He uttered, then started once more for the catacombs of Castamere. The Knight's worn cloak dangled behind him as the Warrior moved at a hastened speed, his family and friends from an age past following closely behind.

Before long, Aeden found himself yet again before his mother, Lady Reyne. "Juno, Thalia, come come." She insisted, motioning to her only daughters. The Kingsguard's eyes met with hers, "Stay safe..." Lady Reyne then took Juno and Thalia into the fold of commoners and the other folk all seeking refuge within the depths.

"Goodbye mother..." The Knight whispered as he watched his mother and sisters disappear before the crowd. He then turned to the Eight Reyne Sentinels. "You five, stay here and make sure this place is sealed off before taking to the road..." Aeden nodded towards the warriors, then looked to the remaining three. "Let's go kill us a Lannister..." The Kingsguard smiled, then went back the way he came, his sentinels following with swords drawn and shields raised.

Rakhelis

He was amazed at the strength this warriors had and he tried to keep up, killing the enemy.

Kailan was growing tired, the strain on her injured shoulder getting to be too much as she continued to fight, not letting herself lose ground to these intruders as the unending throng pressed closer. She kept half an eye on her companion, ready to move to his aide if he needed, and she wondered where Ser Aeden had gone, and if he was successful in his task.

Ser Aeden

"Kailan, the commoners are safe." Aeden told the warrior, appearing with the three Reyne Sentinels. The battle itself looked grim, with the Reynes fighting to their last. "... Where in the seven hells is our reinforcements!?" Aeden called out, spotting his father across the field. Before the lord was Gerold the Golden Lion, armed with his Valyrian blade; Lion's Roar.

"Good for them. I fear our reinforcements won't make it this far." Kailan said, tone dry as she stepped back from the fighting for just a moment as it moved slightly away from her.

Rakhelis

"Ser Knight, you must tell your father to leave before it is too late" Rakhelis said, kicking a foe away. He was getting worn out, but he kept on fighting.

See Aeden

Upon mentioning of his Lord, the Reyne looked towards the remaining Vanguard hold up fighting just shy of the entrance, now completely surrounded. "No... Rakhelis, Kailan, we need to break those lines, give them a chance to fall back."

Rakhelis

He looked at Ser Aeden's father, hopeless but he turn his sword "We must hurry and help" he said striding into the battle.

Ser Aeden

The Reyne felt a small sense of honor, seeing a foreigner stand beside him. Even against all the odds, a Dothraki never backs down, and Aeden was happy to see the saying fulfilled. "Sentries, you bash the fuck out of their lines!" The Kingsguard cried as he ran after Rakhelis, his armor clanking with every step.

Rakhelis

Rakhelis jumped into combat, knocking two of the Gold lions down and slashing another, he'd hope to cause chaos in their lines, it could help.

See Aeden

The Reyne wound up his blade as he closed in on an enemy, using the moment to drive his sword home. With one powerful sweep, Aeden sent one of the Lannister's to the ground, but only before using his dagger to slit the Lion's throat. As he looked up, the Reyne spotted his father not eight feet away... Completely surrounded and wounded. "Father!" He cried, watching as a Valyrian blade tore the lord's shield in two.

Rakhelis

The Dothraki turn and looked at the Red Lord, he was too far away from help, its too late.

Golden

The Lannister's grin showed through his opened helm. "You should've taken my offer you fool..." Golden mused, then swung Lion's Roar. In that instant, Lord Erek deflected the strike by directing the Lannister's blade with his own. Erek then smashed his metal gauntlet right into the open helm of Golden, knocking the man to the ground. The fighting in proximity to the battle wasn't nearly as climatic as the dual of the Lions.

"If the Reynes fall this day, then we will be remembered as the courageous!" Lord Erek roared, striking down a soldier who was attempting to defend his Lord Lannister. Only this distraction bought Golden just enough time to retrieve his sword and stand before the Reyne of Castamere.

"Get him boys!" Gerold announced, raising his blade high in the air. Just like that, three Lannister swordsman were on Lord Erek as if Dragons circling their prey.

"I'll tear down every last one of you if I have to!" Erek growled, then began to parry, knocking away one of his opponent's blades before sticking the Soldier with his Crimson blade. Gerold spat in the Lord's direction, then went in for the kill. He ran at the Reyne swinging his sword with both hands, only to watch as the Lion evaded the strike sending the Lannister's blade into the chest of one of Gerold's own Swordman.

"You treacherous cunt!" Golden shouted, reteiving his blade with such force that his blade tore through the swordsman's body.

Rakhelis

He stood helpless in the battle watching the horror that his friend is watching...

Ser Aeden

The Reyne watched in terror, unable to reach his father due to the mass of soldiers all fighting to their very deaths.

Golden

As Lord Erek limbed slightly the remaining Lannister Swordsman struck the Reyne directly in the side, cutting deep with the cold forged steel. "Bastard!" The Red Lion roared, countering with his longsword, his own blade cutting deeper through the soft patch in the Swordman's armor.

Golden held his sword level to the Reyne, then struck once more. This time the Valyrian sword broke straight through the Lord's Crimson blade, cutting it in two. Lord Erek leapt onto the Lannister, holding his shattered sword against the man's throat. He only managed to slice a small nick in the Lion's neck before a Lannister Soldier grabbed the Reyne and threw him off his prey. The soldier then kicked the Reyne with his steel boot, knocking the Lord into a state of half-consciousness.

"You... I had him... The Lion grumbled as he retrieved his Valyrian sword, only to smile as he saw the Reyne unable to get up. "And this day, you perish from the world." Gerold removed his helmet, his long rough hair flowing in the wind.

"Father!" Lord Erek heard, giving the old man one last ounce of strength to die with dignity. He rose to his knees, spotting his long lost son in the near distance. "Lion's Heart... We Hold..." The Reyne said, just before being impaired from behind, the silver edge protruding from the Lord's armor.

Rakhelis

"We must leave Ser Aeden" he said quickly, although his father just died, the enemy's number grow. " Ser-" he got cut off when a shield knocked onto him. Tired as he was the Dothraki dropped his sword.

He had no defense, Rakhelis raised his hand to cover the blow from the eyes. A flash of silver filled his view and the Dothraki fell to the floor, bloodied. Rakhelis looked up to the men about to kill him behind the helmet. He panicked but his body was dead and he couldn't move. He is going to die horseless and swordless, he'll wander the shadow realm on foot, a disgrace. The dothraki shut his eyes Fetch me Stallion