THE BANNERS OF WINTERFELL

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299 AC

THE NORTH

WINTERFELL

ROBB STARK

Robb adjusted the strap of his fur cloak before checking the sword strapped firmly to his waist, before taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart.

The servants of Winterfell had reported that the many of the lords had already arrived with there men and they are now waiting for him in the Great Hall.

He took another another breath to calm himself, he had to be in his best because he knew that many of the Lords only answered his call because he was a Stark. The respect his Stark name, but they do not respect him.

They see him as nothing more than a green boy playing at war.

"Well" he smirked coldly "I just have to prove them wrong".

He is not a boy playing at war, he is a wolf.

"Forsake Honour" The words of Theon Stark seemed to echo in his head, like the whisper of winter winds.

Fastening his doublet for the last time, he walked out of his room.

"Now time for some greets and meets".

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As he entered the Great Hall all the bickering between his lords ceased immediately.

His icy blue eyes scanned the room looking at all the Lords assembled around the table.

Lord Roose Bolton of the Dreadfort and his son and heir Domeric Bolton.

Lord Greatjon Umber and his son Smalljon Umber.

Lord William Dustin of Barrowtown.

Lord Mark Ryswell of the Rills.

Lord Medger Cerwyn of Castle Cerwyn.

Lord Galbart Glover of Deepwood Motte and his brother Robett Glover.

Lord Rickard Karstark of Karhold and his sons, Robb's distant cousins, Harrion, Torrhen and Eddard Karstark.

Lady Maege Mormont of Bear Island and her daughter Dacey and Jorelle Mormont.

Lord Gregor Forrester of Ironrath and his son and heir Rodrick Forrester.

Lord Halyns Hornwood of Hornwood and his son and heir Daryn Hornwood.

Then there is his cousin Wulfric Seastark, heir to Wolf's Den, sitting in the table with a flagon of Northern ale. His father Cregan, Lord of Wolf's Den had not come as he was busy preparing the Northern Navy for war.

He regarded them all with a nod before speaking "My lords, my ladies" he began "I am happy that you have all answered my call to arms and it warms my heart to see you all came here to help me to rescue my father"

They all nodded in return, satisfied at the praise.

"Now" Robb began " Let's begin".

So for the next 2 hours they discussed various strategies on how to best respond the situation in the capital.

"With the arrival of Lord Karstark and Umber the total number of our host is 25,000 give or take" Wulfric Said.

"Only 25,000, that's only half number of men the North can muster" Galbart muttered.

"We can't leave the North defenceless now can we Lord Glover" Lord Horwood pointed out cautiously.

"Fear not Lord Glover more men will join us in the way" Wulfric assured " The banners of Wolf's Den and  White Harbour are still mustering and they will meet us at Moat Cailin"

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