/tg/ Song of Ice and Fire Houses
A page to record the glorious histories of fa/tg/uy Houses in a Song of Ice and Fire and their various plots and pitfalls.
House Stonewell
>Realm - Dorne >House: House Stonewell of Rockspring >Words: "Drink your Last" >House of Arms: A fist clenching a bloody sword rising out of a pool of water. >Founding: Age of Heroes > Defense 22 >Influence 4 >Lands 12 >Law 13 >Population 17 >Power 32 >Wealth 15 >possesions Hall Hills and Lake Elite Guards (13) (veteran Gladiators) Trained raiders (6) Trained infantry (7) Trained archers (6) Godswood Artisan (smith)
The Stonewells trace their heritage back to the first men to cross the arm of dorne, they have stayed in the hills ever since. The coming of the andals, the rhoynar's thousand ships, and all the centuries hence have left that shadows of their ancient glory, but unchanged. They keep the old gods and look nothing like the children of the andals or rhoynar. Devoutly loyal to the red dragons, the forgotten house broods in its hills and plots revenge.
> Lord "mad" Lord Martyn Stonrwell driven insane by the death of all his legitimate sons, he rants and raves and demands revenge screaming the names of the fallen Fates of the mad lords sons >Manfyrd Stonewell(25) Slain by Lyn Corbray while trying to avenge Lewyn Martell's death >Arthur Stonewell(23) Impaled by a lance in the charge that broke the Dornish lines >Patryck Stonewell(20) Trampled by horses during the retreat and drowned. >Eryk Stonewell(18) Killed by two knights of Royce after dehorsing them both >Jon Stonewell(14) Manfryd's squire, slain while trying to recover his body by an archer.
Some Fluff written
And a cry went, a cry that the Old Sun was dead. Lewyn Martell had fallen, Prince of Dorne and Whitecloak all the same. Lyn Corbray slew him, it is said, Lady Forlorn cleaving through his armor.
>An arrow had taken him early, it was whispered, and he had faced Corbray already wounded. Yet he had led the spears forward anyways.
>"Lewyn!" "Lewyn!", cried some, in anger or despair, we could not tell. The men under Fowler and Blackmont surged forth, meaning to reclaim his body.
>Yet the attack was repulsed, and then horns sounded. Twas the Knights of the Vale, Lance's down, armor shining. On a good day the men of Dorne would have presented spears and repulsed them.
>Yet their Prince was dead, and they were caught out. First they bent, and then broke, the Trident running red with blood.
>Some still remained, here I recall Lord Manwoody, Skullmask on his face, standing in the river, spear shining, and banner planted. Yet he fell too, and no man stood then. No man could.
>The Royce men came, bronze armor blood red in the sun. With them rode knights in blue and red, and green banners bearing a black broken wheel.
>Some thought to rally, but then a scream like a banshee went up. Rhaegar had fallen, slain by the Lord Baratheon. Even as dread filled Dornish hearts, the Valesmen surged again. There was no staying the pursuit.
---from the journal of Lord Martyn Stonewell
Founded in the age of heros the stonwells have experienced nothing but decline ever since
with the brief exception of Daeron's conquest during which they sided with Daeron.
when daeron came down the passes and into dorne to conquer the region his army needed water.
the smallfolk of dorne refused to give the location of oasis and his army was in grave danger. Finally one smallfolk revealed the location of a massive oasis, properly a small lake. When they came of the hilly dessert valley where the lake was said to be they were shocked to see a scene that looked like it was from a north. A village and hall in the old first man fashion, and a massive if old and drooping weirwood on an island in the center of the lake. Daeron had north men in his train and he quickly consulted with them on the proper social graces. The stonewells had not been visited by another house in centries, and had not seen a king since the coming of the andals. They were most flattered to see a might king as a supplicant to their humble hall. Daeron ate of their bread and salt, and was a model guest, giving them gifts of steel in replace their bronze weapons. he told them of what had come of the rest of westeros and asked them of the history of their house. When he heard their sad tale of woe and decline, he was saddened. But then he told them he was king of all of westeros but dorne, and he was here in dorne to end that exception. He asked if they would rather fade away in their remote spring valley or if they would like to ride with him and if their proud history was to come to an end, let it end in glorious battle. The stonewells had no love for the rhoynar who called themselves princes of dorne, they accepted. And in the grove of the weirwood tree they knelt before their new king and swore eternal loyalty to the young dragon. in the war to come the stonewells were an important part of daerons army being native scouts trackers and guides in addition to be totally fearless. Though with the death of daeron their brief moment of glory ended, ever after despite where dorne or the realm went when the targyarians called the stonewells rode to war.
The effective ruler of house stonwell is Martyn's bastard son Ser Renar, who survived the trident only to be sold as a gladiator in slaver's bay and has only recently escaped. He brought 100 fellow gladatiors with him as elite compaions led by his three most trusted friends The Stronghawk is a boy of unknown origin, but he likes to think he is descendant of some great Volentene triarch. He is skilled with short sword and dagger Grahz was taken from the hills above Mereen as a child, been fighting in the pits since he was 12, skilled with an axe and shield, extremely aggressive Xanbo is a very skilled archer from the Summer isles, how he came to fight in the pits is he has never said.