Lannister Rooms in the Red Keep

[Lord Tybolt Lannister]

Tybolt looked at him greedily, taking the wine again and filling his mouth with a large gulp of it. "I intended for peace to cause my trade to prosper, but perhaps this war will do similarly. An unbroken tract, across the continent from the west to the east. All we have to do is keep the Tyrells out of it. I did like Tully, but the man is a drunk." He smiled. "Pity you've resumed your clothes."

[Lord Damon Arryn]

Damon began to fiddle with his fingers, and then walked over to the table, and grabbed his map, he walked back over with it, and a pencil, sitting back on the bed. With three strokes, he made three pencil lines through the Riverlands, the Vale, and the Westerlands. "We could start with uniting these three lands," he said, making a vertical line through the Westerlands and the Vale, "we would have to force the Riverlands to either join us, or we go to war." He then drew an arrow from the three strokes to the center of the North, "And then the North, we take that, we control half the continent." He drew the arrow onto the Iron Islands, then the Reach, and finally the Stormalnds, "We take those regions next, all in that order." His pencil turned to Dorne, but he did nothing with it, "Dorne will come in time," he crossed out the Iron Islands, "As will the Iron Islands." He starred the location of King's Landing, "The only problem with the Crownlands, is of course, that they have dragons, and we don't." He looked to Tybolt for suggestions.

[Lord Tybolt Lannister]

Tybolt leaned over the map, watching Damon make notes and draw his lines. He nodded slowly. "Though I don't care if we take the Iron Islands or not. I'd like to set a fire to their little islands and start afresh." He reached out and drew a line down the center of the continent. "But, Damon, what will we do once we have all of Westeros under our control? Will we throw out the Targaryens and be the two Kings of the Seven Kingdoms?"

[Lord Damon Arryn]

He smiled, and playfully flicked Tybolt's nose, "Silly question, why, we'll take Essos, and whatever else there is in this world. Together."

[Lord Tybolt Lannister]

For a moment, Tybolt's visage hardened. Silliness was not something he often did. But he quickly smiled and leaned in to kiss Damon again. "All the way to the Jade Sea, and then beyond."

He set his wine aside and at last began to dress, tugging up the close-fitting breeches and fastening the front of his waistcoat. "We should emerge sooner or later. Cannot keep court waiting too long. I think I will begin putting the plan in motion, soon. A few advantageous marriages, a few well-written letters, and it shouldn't be too much longer." He put on his cloak, arranging it to hang fashionably over one shoulder. "You should think of marriage, too. It is harder to cast suspicions on an upstanding married gentleman."

[Lord Damon Arryn]

(If I have absences like that again, please continue without, comcast has well been uh, comcast,)
Damon nodded and pulled his gloves back on, and looked around the room before nodding, "Peace awaits, I suppose."

[Lord Tybolt Lannister]

"Indeed it does." Tybolt opened the door and held it for the younger Lord. He licked his lips and grinned, looking at Arryn as though he were a rabbit and Tybolt were a fox. "I look forward to our next... meeting, my lord Arryn. We will have peace in these lands, as soon as we can."

[Lord Damon Arryn]

Damon walked out the door, an ushere his guards to follow him, he turned to Tybolt, as he stood just outside the doorway. He smiled, and swept his cloak in a mighty bow, "Glad to do businesss with you, my Lord Lannister."
(Posting in Peacetalks now.)

[Lord Tybolt Lannister]

"Of course, it was my pleasure," said Tybolt, nodding. He watched Arryn leave, smiling at his retreating back, then ducked back into his room to write the requisite letters.