"I suggest nothing more than such. Yet you demand tribute. To me, an elderly Maester with only a fleeting memory of the Iron Islands, that seems like being paid. There are much more lucrative places you could have deigned acceptable to attack, places with less men at the ready. Yet you come to us, and why I might ask? The blood King Urragon brought upon this house is old and dried. The new Lord has no wish to carry on this futile battle."

Maester Gormon planted the banner of peace with great effort, between the two groups.

"I speak for peace and commitence to let the old grudges die. It is up to you and your King where this will go. The Arbor will not submit to threats, though."