RIVER LANDS

THE TWINS

It is the castle of the House Frey.

For six hundred years the Freys have held the Trident's Ford, without never abdicating to demand a toll. In that point, the Green Pitchfork's water flow rapidses, deep. The Freys have tamed the rapidses many centuries ago, and becoming rich with the money of the men that had to pass from a bank to the other.

The Twins Castle is not formered by a single, tipically structure, in fact it is a fortress constituited bay two castles. You imagine to mirror in damp stone that they are found on the opposite sides of the river, connected by a great bridge, that has arc form. Their bridge is a thick arcade of smooth grey stone, wide enough to allow the transit of two placed side by side wagons.

The Water's Tower is risen to the arcade's center, that holds under control both the road and the river through loopholes for archers, rolling shutters, holes for bullets. It has taken three generations of Frey to build that work. And once completed, they have erected a thick castle of trunks on every shore, so that anybody can pass without their consent During the generations, lumber has surrendered the footstep to the stone.

Two identical fortress,ugly, stumpy, connected by the bridge to arc. Tall boundaries, deep ditches and strong oak doors strengthened by iron protect the accesses. The two extremities of the bridge conduct inside both the castles, and they are protected by a tower and a steel grille on every shore. The Water's Tower defends all the arcade.

The tall Frey's sand-bank is an imposing throne of black oak whose back is graven in the manner of two towers connected by a bridge.

SEAGARD

It's the Mallister's castle.

The Boato's Tower is so called for its huge bronze bell, purrs centuries ago to give the alarm at the citizens and the campaign pepople to hasten to the castle, because the fears “Iron's men” long ships are been sighted to the horizon toward west. It has been made to play only one time in three hundred years, at the Lord Balon Greyjoy's rebellion epoch.

OLD STONES

There was an old bridge, but it has been swept away. There's a hill that looks at the Blue Pitchfork, and on the hill there is an ancient fortitude. Its foundations stay, but a good part of aold stones has brought away by the populace a lot of time ago to build a sect and another fortitude. There is a sepulchre surmounted by lichens. There was buried the king Tristifer IV (of the Rivers and of the Hills).

The street that brings to Old Stones turns twice around the hill before reaching the summit. Once its boundaries surrounded the top of the hill as a crown on the King's head.

THE TRIDENT

It is the place of the confluence among three rivers, the Green Pitchfork, the Blue Pitchfork and the Red Pitchfork. On this last riverside is found the Riverrun's Castle.

The Trident's Pitchforks are the fastest way to transport goods or men through the zone of the rivers. During the peace time, fishermen meet you in their boats, barges of wheat transported down for the tide, merchants that sell needles and bars of dressed by afloat shops, perhaps also a boat of strolling players happily painted with ships quilted in hundreds with mean of colors, that their street does along the village river and from castle to castle. In war, instead, the villages but not the villicis stay. An empty net, cut and torn and leaning on some tree, it's the only sign of fishermen.

On the Trident's benches a burnt cottage and its garden ipercresciutos are found. There are there some willows that grow along the exit of the river and in the fond beds of reeds in the dusts muddy , but more of the ground has around ther painfully opened t.

On the Trindent's Ford the decisive battle of the rebellion of Robert was fought, and here the prince Rhaegar lost his life by the future King's hand. To the Red Pitchfork south side the ground is dilates in ample level spaces. The western bank of the Red Pitchfork is more taller than that oriental, covered by a dense wood. Its southern coast is made out of red clay, smooth as every road. Smaller brooks meet in that greater and the trees rotted trunks grab on to the shores. The northern coast is wilder.

Tall stone bluffs get up twenty feet above the river, crowned by benches of beech trees, oaks and chestnut trees. In the heights above the river there is an abandoned watches tower; gnawed climbing they are grown on its corroded stones. Some hut to a room goes and comes, you perch on tall poles that make her seem crane. Of the people that lived there are not some sign. Some birds badminton above the head, or they howl from the trees along the coast; silvered fishes swim in the water.

The Red Pitchfork is wide and slow, a river punctuated from woody islets and frequently suffocated by shoals that tright spied under the waters' mirror.

The Green Pitchfork is a whisper without end like some great beastes growl. The river is a fluffy stream. Awry of the red earths,dont' exist other fords on the Green Pitchfork until to the Twin Towers.

The half hundreds of trees top it strikes the water, their branches touch the sky like a harms moltitude. Heavy groups of leaves prop the coast of the river, and more distant along the channel only dead animals carcasses there are.

INN OF THE KNEELING MAN

It was here that the last king of the North, Thorren Stark, knelt of forehead to Aegon Targaryen, the Conqueror, once appraised his army power and seen the dragons, giving him his own crown and getting on change the North's Lord Protector title.

The inn is assured that was builded in the exact point where Stark knelt. The principal building embraces the southern shore where the river folds up, its long low wings lengthened on the water as to embrace the travellers that sail along the course. The lowest plan is made by grey stone, the tallest of white wood, the roof of slate. The inn has of the stalls and a bring gotten heavy by the grapevines.

At the benche's end, a clattered scraped by an iron insignia, painting with the image of a king in knee, the hands pressed together in gesture of fidelity.

WHISPERS WOOD

The tumultuous stream's waters go down among the rocks continuing the run toward the valley's end.

To west, there is a hill. To north the valley tightens and curve to elbow.

RIVERRUN

It's situated a lot to south along the Red Pitchfork of the trident. From this castle the Tully's House dominates the region. Out of it,the Red Pitchfork of the Trident and the Tumblestone great rivers flow.

Awry in the castle, where the course of the Red Pitchfork makes a curve, the tide is slow and muddy and the backdrop is low.

The castle is situated to the extreme point of the edge of earth in which the Tumblestone meets in the Red Pitchfork of the Trident; the two rivers constitute the two sides of a triangle. If the Tully open awry the dams they flood a vast ditch, that constitutes the third side of the triangle, and Riverrun it transforms in an island, and its boundaries directly raise it from the water.

From the top of the towers, the defenders have around a view of the opposite banks for whole leagues.

To close all the accesses, the besiegers are forced to put a field to north of the Tumblestone, a second to the south of the Red Pitchfork and a bystander in the middle of the two rivers, to the ditch's west.

It deals of a very rainy place but the rain that it falls is lukewarm.

From the roof of the castle it can be seen over the boundaries up to the river illuminated by the moon. The walls of the fortress are thick, but not enough to cover the howls that are coming from the courtyard.

From the inferior bridge of the castle there's a staircase that conducts to the river.

The Lord Hoster's fortress is situated in front off the confluence among the rivers Tumblestone and the Red Pitchfork of the Trident, that go to meet under the boundaries of the castle. It has triangular form.

Also the Lord Hoster's solarium has triangular form, with a cuspide balcony that it turns to east, similar to the bow of a great stone vessel. From there it can be dominated the boundaries and the fortifications and more over, until where waters go to meet. There bed it's situated.

Lord Hoster's bedroom is dominated by a great bed in which lady Catelyn was born; its pillars are forged to jumping trout form. Lord Hoster's bed has been moved down by the staircases, to face the triangular balcony that opens from his solarium, so that from there he can see the rivers that he has always loved. There is a stone baluster.

Under that point of the castle the rapid Tumblestone connects it with the placid Red Pitchfork, and from there the riverside can be seen. When the light of the sun sparkles on the rivers, it makes to gild the surface of the water when they pass over the castle.

From the Watch Tower can dominate the landscape for whole kilometers, but even from there it is visible only the nearest ford.

The tide of the Tumblestone conducts toward the Tower of the Wheel. The ivy climbs along its stones.

The Portal of the Water forms a great arcade, with a heavy iron grille, whose bars are red of rust, dank dense brown mud. Some steps go down in the water.

The secret ones are without windows: there is no difference between the day and the night. The secrets are the bowel black of Riverrun, and as such they stink. From behind the stone coming the weak Tumblestone's rustle. To come it's necessary to cross an endless staircase, that turns all around the fortress.

The Riverrun's Temple is a building octagonal sandstone base to the center of those that had been the lady Minisa's garden, Lord Hoster's wife, in which spread the rainbow's colors.

The Riverrun's God's Park is a garden full of light and air, with redheads redwoods, brooks, full of flowers and birds. They are also ancient elms and plants of mint.

The heart-tree is a thin wood-iron tree with a graven face that has an expression sadder than threatening. The road briefest to reach the principal Riverrun fortress it passes reight from the God's Park, through the dense grass and the flowers of field, over dense woods of elms and towering redwoods; thick head of hair of rustling leaves continue to wind the branches of the trees.

In the rivers zone the deade Lord's bodies are put on a light boat and allowed to go along the tide of the river, while the heir must strike the boat with a red hot arrow.

WAYFARER’S REST

It's a Vance castle.

RAVENTREE

Blackwood's dominion.

STONE HEDGE

It's the Bracken's Castle.

ACORN HALL

It's the Smalwood's feud. To going there, you have to overcome a brook.

ATRANTA

It's a Vance's Castle.

DARRY'S CASTLE

A Trident squire's small castle, fallen in misfortune with the end of theTargaryen's dominion.

This castle was used from king Robert Baratheon and from its court as posting during the trip back from Winterfell toward King's Landing.

HIGH HEART

It is such a tall hill that from the top we can feel as we can see half world.

Around its top there is an of enormous pale fetterses ring, all of this that remains of a of tree-sentinel circle. There are thirty one of them, some so wide to be been able to be used as bed.

It' said that High Heart has still been consecrate to the Forest Children and some of their magics persist here. It's affirms that any danger can race those people whom sleep here, because the hill is so tall and the lands around so flat that any enemy can be approached without been seen.

The legend says that High Heart is infested by the Forest'es Children ghosts that were dead here when the king Andalo, called Erreg "relatives' killer", had demolished their grove. To a hour of horse, toward north, there is a village.

Everything are around there are woods, fields and brooks.

LORD GOODBROOK'S VILLAGE

It's situated to an horse hour from High Heart.

During the Robert's War, Lord Goodbrook remain loyal to the King, so Hoster Tully fell on the village and put it to iron and fire.

INN OF THE INTERSECTION

Great inn of stone built on three floors with turrets and fireplaces of white stone.

The south wing is built on the palafittes, under which, once it passed the Trident's river. To north there is a stall and a bell tower.

The inn is situated on the King's Road, and it was built really when king Jaehaerys Targaryen had builded the King's Road.

Initially it called Two Crowns Inn, in Jaehaerys and her queen onour, that, it is said, they sojourned there during their trips. Subsequently was added a bell's tower to the inn and the name was changed in the Inn of the Bell. The inn changed name again, when a three heads black dragon teaches was supended on. The inn became famous as the Rattling Dragon, since the iron insignia squeaked every time that there was wind. During the Rebellion of the Blackfyres the insignia was destroyed from the lord of the place, faithful to the ruling house, since the black dragon to three heads was the coat of arms of the Blackfyres.

The inn, sets on the bank of the Trident, it was known since that time simply as the Inn of the River. Pursued, however, the river's bed moved it, and the inn took the name of Inn of the intersection, with which it is now still known.

SILENT ISLAND

To the beginning of the Crabses Bay, where the mouth of the Trident it enters in to the sea, there is an island, on whose top rises a monastery. The island becomes such only with the tall tide, during the low tide instead is surrounded by muddy earth, mobile's sands and puddles.

The people of that monastery are penitent, that want to redeem them through the contemplation, the prayer and the silence. Only to the elderly brother can speak, while his attorneys can talk only one day for a week.

To reach the monastery, on top of a steep hill, it's benne used some staircases in wood that pass for buildings, fields of bowline and pasture, plantations of apples and vineyards. The monastery is composed from different buildings: a mill to wind, a dormitory, a refectory and a temple in wood with bell tower.

The most elderly brother alive in a pleasant cave with door, called the Hermits' Hole in memory of the first saint man that he lived there.

MAIDENPOOL

Maidenpool is the more important portual city than the Rivers' Lands, situated on the coast that put on the Crabs Bay. The cities name (the young girl pond) sustains owes its origin to the Florian and Joquil's legend. In fact, the city would be the place of the first meeting of the minstrel with the young girl, that swam, together with its five sisters, in a pond.

The meeting is reported in the song "Five young girl in a pond."

The city it's a Mooton's House dominion. Their castle has abandoned on top of a hill that overhangs the whole city, contained by a surrounded of reddish walls. The actual Maidenpool's Lord is Lord William Mooton.

At Maidenpool there is an inn called the Malodorous goose, that is, in reality, a basement without insignias or geese, where it is served by to drink in a dirty and malodorous environment

HARRENHAL

It is the vast fortress that king Harren the Black has erected on the banks of the God's Eye three centuries before, when the Seven Kingdoms were still seven separate kingdoms and the Rivers Land were dominated by the"Iron Men" come by the islands. Harren had wanted the greatest castle and the tallest towers of all the lands of the west.

Forty years it has taken for building it, huge shade more and more that is projected on the waters of the lake while the Harren's armies raided stones, lumber, gold and workers from all the surrounding territories. Thousands of his prisoners are dead, forced to the forced job, chained to the transport sleighs, broken by the works for the construction of the five colossal towers. They are fallen frostbitten during the winter and destroyed by the warm one in summer. Tree-dike old of three thousand years have been dejected to draw beams of it and joists. Riverrun and the Iron Islands have been reduced to the poverty.

And when Harrenhal has finally been completed, in the same day when Harren did it own abode of it, Aegon the Conqueror disembarked to King's Landing, and king Harren learned that walls up thick and tall towers they serve to few against the dragons, because the dragons fly.

Harren and all of its descent perished in the storm of fire that instigated him on the monstrous fortress, and from that day in forward any noble House that has held Harrenhal has been stricken from an adverse fortune.

However mighty, Harrenhal is a dark and accursed place.

The wicked King Harren the Black was barricaded within the boundaries of its fortress, so Aegon had instigated his dragons and transformed the castle in an enormous fire; it is said that the red hot spirits continue to infest the blackened towers: men would go to sleep in their beds and the morning they are found dead, burnt as brands.

The legend says that it's accursed: sooner or later, all of its owners fall. It was made to build from king Harren the Black, that wanted to make it an impregnable fortitude; it was still in construction when the Targaryen's dragons succeeded in picking it up. It said that the Harren the Black's ghost still wanders around. It said, also, that king Harren the Black has mixed the human blood together with the mortar.

It's assures that Harrenhal is one of the fruits more aspired of the whole kingdom, the lands that surround the great fortress are wide, rich and fertile to the center of them one of the most imposing of the earth of the west, so much to be made to seem small Riverrun.

It is a strong castle, and strongly defended, that is found on the banks of the eye of the gods. It is grotesquely a huge fortitude, so vast that it take an army to hold it.

Its boundaries are black.

Harrenhal is deceptive, seen from far, because it is immense. Its huge perimetrals boundaries get up on the banks of the lake, incumbent and inaccessible as mountains. On the merlatures, the iron and woods scorpions appeares small as the animals from which they take the name.

Harrenhal is immense, and in a state of great decadence.

Lady Whent has held the castle as Tully's ensign, but only the inferior bystander of the five towers has occupied by her and she has left that the whole rest progressively went to downfall.

Harrenhal covers the triple lands with the ground on which Winterfell rises, and its buildings are so greater to be made impossible any comparison. Its stalls can entertain up to thousand horses, its godses park covers thirty acrid, the kitchens are as vast as the Winterfell's great room; the Harrenhal's great room, pompously nicknamed the One Hundred Hearths (even in reality are few more than an about thirty), is so cavernous that could do a banquet with a whole army. Boundaries, handed, salt, staircases, everything is built on a dimension over the human thinkig, something that recall to mind the giant's histories.

Its boundaries are so thick that to pass it through is as to pass through a stone tunnel.

A flight of breadths steps of stone it conduce to the one of the colossal Harrenhal's tower entrance.

A vast full of blab room, also wider than the King's Landing throne's room.

Great fireplaces are lined up along the walls, one every ten feet around, more than that it's possible to been count, but any fire is turned on. In the center of that immense void, to an easels table surrounded by a slate floor.

Currently it's the Whent's castle.

It has more than thousand doors. It is the place where Jaime received his white mantle, at the Lord Whent's the great tournament time.

There's a room called Room of the One hundred Hearths for its enormous vastness.

The courtyard is made of granite. The Armory is a low long and narrow building as a tunnel, with winds forges built behind a wall and long tubs full of water to temper the steel.

There is a staircase to snail that brings in the secret jail; the steps of stone flow in a damp stone crypt, a lengthened space, dismal and deprived of windows with thick iron bars.

Even in the night founds the kitchens are in activity. They are found in a round building of stone, with a dome roof, a kind of world apart.

Its boundaries are adorned with five huge towers.

Among the five, the more demolished it's the Ghosts Tower. Dark and solitary, it is risen behind the ruins of a collapsed temple since almost three hundred years are going to beg only the rapes. Weeds have opened the road among the cracks in the stones.

Behind the Ghosts Tower there's the Bears Pit. The Pit is ten yards long and deep five, with boundaries of stone, sand's floor, and surrounded by six granites columns.

Under the Widow's Tower there's a great cell, bigger enough to contain many men. Such tower is connected from a bridge of stone to the Fire of the King's Tower. This last is the tallest and the mightiest of all the towers, for how much its distorted by the heat and make flabby on them stones makes it appear similar to a gigantic black half consumed candle.

The Complaints Tower is a secondary building. There is an arc window. The terrestrial floor is busy from closets and grain's stores, the first floor and the second floor they contain part of the garrison, but all the superior spaces are not occupied from over eighty years.

The last floor is infested by the enormous black bats that represent the Whent's House emblem, while the undergrounds swarm of rapes, and there are everywhere ghosts, they say some, the Harren the Black and his children ghosts, dead incinerated by the flames inside the King's Fire tower, that it has taken the name from this episode. The Complaint's Tower mourns only when it blows the North's wind, but it concerns only sounds produced by the air that it hisses through the cracks of the stones provoked by the ancient fire.

Besides there's the Terror's Tower.

The watch place to the entry of Harrenhal, as big as the whole first Winterfell's fortitude, it's studded of scars, its stones full of cracks and faded by the time and by the elements.

From the outside, only the tops of the five gigantic towers of the structure are visible over the boundaries. The lowest among them is tall almost the double of the tallest Winterfell's tower. They seems the deformed and skeletal fingers of a wicked old man that try to grab the clouds that escape in the sky.

The room of baths is stone and trunks made by. It's a pale room, fluffy, with a low ceiling and filled with great tubs of stone. The tubs are wide for six or seven people enough, according to the free cities fashion.

GOD'S EYE

Step by step that from the King's road it draws near to the Trident, coasting along the GodsEye, cultivated earths surrender the place to the forests, villages and bunkers are smaller and more outdistanced, the hills are taller and the valleys deepest.

On the north lake side there's Harrentown.

The lake seems immense, so much that the opposite side isn't visible. On the left, a inn built on strong wood. To the right, a long dock stretches out on the waters. There are other wharfs more distant to east, similar to wood fingers that issue from the city.

Straw roofs are piled up in the bank's lake proximity and the small river that flowed in. A wood dock lengthens in the water from a long low building from the roof of tiles side. A store is found on the GodsEye's shore. Here, among the tree-dike, it took place the meeting between the heads and the heroes of the First Men and the Green Clairvoyants and the Wood's dancers. Here they undersigned the Pact: the coasts, the plateaus and the grasslands, the mountains and the swamps were given to the First Men, but the forests would have remained Forestes Son dominion.

The sacred Green Calirvoyants order was created later, for watching over on the Faces Island, that is situated in the lake's center.

HARROWTOWN

It is situated in the rivers zone.

The city is abandoned and desolate. The in flood waters have destroyed the houses. All of what remains of the city of lord Harroway is the superior plan of an inn, the sect's seven side plant, two bystanders of a round tower, some roof and a forest of fireplaces.

ISLE OF FACES

Situated in the GodsEye's center, the lake on whose banks rise the Harrenhal's Castle.

Seems that in the Isle of Faces lives the green men that watch over around last trees dike existing in to the world.

STONY SEPT

Here lord Eddard Stark has won a famous battle.

The Insane King's men were chasing Robert, trying to pick him up before he could unite to Eddard. He had been wounded and it was assisted from a group of friends, when lord Connington, the First Knight, taken the country with a powerful strength and started to look for him house by house. Before he could find him, however, lord Eddard and lord Hoster Tully fell on the city and they stormed the boundaries.

Lord Connington valiantly fought them. They fought for the roads and for the avenues, even on the roofs, and all the septons played their bells so that the populace knew to lock the doors. Robert went out of his hideaway to unite to the fighters when the bells started to play. He shots down six men that day, it's said. One of them were Myles Mooton a famous rider that had been Prince Rhaegar's. Connington painfully hurt lord Tully, and killed ser Denys Arryn, the Valley's heir. But when he knows that the day was lost, he dispersed so much quickly like the griffons his shield. Later, this had called the Bells Battle.

Here more recent battles are also been fought.

The raw mood doors of the city are made again: out of the boundaries a battery of aces stays to say what has happened to the preceding ones.

On the hill there's a chapel, and under it a strong grey stone castle that decidedly seemed too much small for such a great city. One on every three houses it's redoubt to a black skeleton.

In the market's plaza in the cities heart there's a fountain of the jumping trout's form, that gushes water in an a little deep tub. Few more footsteps before there are twelve iron cages hung at wood poles, that are used as jails. The bars build some small rooms, so much that the prisoners don't succeed in being sat neither to turn.

On the oriental market plaza's side there's the Peach, a modest inn with white boundaries and broken windows. Halves its roof has burnt recently, but the hole has been covered.

Above to the door there's a wood painted like peach insignia with a great bite suspended. In reality, it's a brothel. There is no lack of beds, here, but there is only one to divide for those that don't want to go to women; it deals with a great bed, however, that fills a whole room.

SALTPANS

Here the Trident throws in the Crabs Bay. It's a small port city to the Trident's mouth, Hawick's feud. The castle is a small square fortitude that dominates the port.