Clara Cailin, Lady of the Moat, The Twins, 303.
Clara had left the North the day after the council meeting with 35,000 men, She was accompanied by her bannermen including Jon, Lord Ryswell and 2 of his sons, Lord Dustin and his heir Rodrick along with Lord Tallhart and his heir. They marched at a good speed. Their army was made up of 23,000 infantry, 6,000 Archers and 6,000 heavy horses. These men had all fought beside each other before in Robert's rebellion, the Greyjoy rebellion and the Bolton rebellion and were battle hardened northmen, the majority were Cailin warriors, in short in a one on one fight the northmen would win 9 times out of ten against the Riverlander and Vale levies.
Lord Reed had come to her, apparently he had found a ford where she could send men across, as such she had sent 7,000 of her force under her good fathers command across to the other side of the river. While her men attacked the northern keep the other force would hit the southern one. Apparently Edmure Tully hhad married some frey and as such most of the force was at Riverrun, leaving only 600 men to defend the twins. A stupid mistake that she intended to make cost the Tullys. They had sent rangers out under the command of Jon that killed any and all of the Blackfish's scouts so the Freys didn't know they were here, so she decided to launch a night assault. It would be bloody but necessary.
She gave the order to attack and the Frey guardsmen were caught with their pants down. A battering ram and ladders were brought up, Lord Dustin was to wait 5 minutes before he attacked on the other side. Soon she advanced herself, It was a bloody battle and many northerners died but eventually the sound of fighting was heard from the other side of the river and many Frey men surrendered, She burst into the main hall were she found Lord Walder along with the remaining adult Freys.
"What is the meaning of this." shouted the old man, clearly terrified.
"We are here to take your keep." Lord Ryswell said calmly.
"Like hell you are, Black Walder, kill them!" shouted the old man, he tried to flee but her spear was in his back before he reached the door, she drew her sword and charged the remaining Frey's, they didn't last long against her and the other Lords with their Guards.
"Throw their dead downstream towards the Blackwater, that will send a message to the Riverlands." she ordered and her men rushed to carry out the order.
"We should send a raven to the king." said Lord Tallhart.
"Aye, Lord Raymond, get on it." she told one of her bannermen, who nodded.
"How many Northerners died?" she asked
"Around 1,200" said Jon
"And them?" she asked
"500 men, only 100 survivors most of which are injured."
"I want a garrison of 1,000 left here, Lord Ryswell, your son Rickard will command them and then he will join the King's host." she said to the old lord who nodded.
"We will stay here for 5 days then we will march on seaguard." she said "We will leave the badly wounded behind so they can join your son in the main host when they recover."
Brynden Tully, Riverrun, 303.
"Calm down lad, tell us what happened" said Lord Bracken to the Frey who had just burst into the war tent where all the lords of the Riverlands except Lord Mooton and Blackwood were, Blackwood had refused to fight for the man who killed his friend Ned Stark and Lord Mooton was loyal to Aegon.
"The Twins have fallen, my father is dead, Cailin warriors led by that whore took both castles, they are marching further south." He rushed out.
There was uproar, Lord Steffon who was there in his father tent paled, Lord Mallister started shouting, and the other northern Riverlanders joined him, hsi idiot nephew looked angry.
"SILENCE" Brynden Shouted and the lords stopped. "It will do no good shouting at each other, now, how many were there?" he asked.
"At least 30,000 my lord," said the man.
"Smart, she led a portion of the Stark forces to secure the Twins and other northern riverlander castles." he said and the other Lords nodded.
"Surely Cat didnt let her son attack his kin?" said his Idiot nephew.
"His kin who is currently fighting for a mad man who killed his father, a good man I might add, no Cat would have no say and the northern lords wouldn't have it, Ned was loved by all he met." said Yohn Royce, the man was against fighting this war much like he was but Lysa and Hoster were too ambitious for their own good.
"Aye, even if Robb wasn't thirsty for revenge, which I'm sure he is, he would not have a choice but to march south." Brynden said and the other Lords nodded.
"Well we outnumber the Cailin girl and she can't be older than 23, I doubt she knows what she's doing." said Lord Bracken stupidly.
"She has fought in two wars and never lost a battle, if that wasn't enough she is a Cailin to boot, there are very few more able to command a host." Said Old Lord Hunter, and Brynden and others nodded.
"We should march out and face her before Robb Stark comes with the rest of the North." said Hoster.
"I agree" said Lord Mallister and many other lords nodded
"March on a force made up of majority Cailins led by that women is suicide, most of her force has fougtht 3 wars and more battles then I have, her force will carve through are levies, besides we do that and the Lannsiters are free to march on us." Said Yohn and Brynden nodded his agreement.
"The reach can hold them." said Edmure
"They have to fight the Stormlords and Dornish." said Brynden, but unfortunately his arguments fell on deaf ears. And plans were drawn up for the battle.
Stannis Baratheon, Lord of Storm's end, Summerhall, 303.
After his brother rebelled Stanis was sure he would lose his head but instead he kept his Paramount ship and was made Lord of Storm's end. Ever since then he had been Loyal to Rhaegar and now he was loyal to King Aegon, Now he was at summerhall with a force of 25,000 Dornishmen, 10,000 crownlanders and 30,000 Stormlanders, across from him was a force of 80,000 Reachmen. He was confident despite the numbers. Apart from the northerners, their soldiers were some of the best evies on the continent. The North, It was strange, they had not declared for either king but had taken both Seaguard and the twins with a host led by Clara Cailin, a woman he had heard much about and another host led by Robb Stark was marching south from Winterfell. Tywin Lannister was leading a force of 30,000 into the Riverlands, were another host of Reachmen along with some Riveranders and crownladers were setting out to meet them, he was confident that Tywin would beat them 30,000 westerlanders against 25,000 mixed levies should be easy enough for him.
His fellow commanders, Prince Oberyn, Lord Yronwood and the King Himself were also on the field with him. Opposite them were most of the Reach Lords including Lord Tarly.
The King gave the order to advance. He had decided to lead the Corwnlanders himself which happened to be the reserves while, He had the center, Lord Yronwood the right and Oberyn the left. His Infantry clashed with the Reachmen in a song of steel on steel and steel on flesh with screams of the dead and dying mixed in. His Stormlanders as expected started to carve through the Reachmen led by Baelor Hightower. But on Yronwood's flank they were the Dornish were struggling, he watched in horror as the King committed the entire reserves to that flank, leaving nothing for the other forces, Tarly saw this and committed the Knights of the Reach into the Dornish Flank led by Prince Oberyn. The dornish held for as long as they could but eventually started to break. In the center they were just barely holding, dew to the Hornhill archers that were focusing down his center, on the right flank things were better but not enough to turn the tide, eventually a retreat was called and they managed to flee back to Blackhaven with 40,000 survivors, if Staninis was to guess he would say that the Reach lost about 20,000 leaving there host at 60,000.
Tywin Lannister, Lord of the Rock, Outside Pinkmaiden, 303
The Reachmen opposite him were off no concern to him, what was though was The kings defeat at Summerhall, and it was his defeat, by all accounts he had made a stupid mistake and that cist him the battle. What was even more concerning was The Northern force led by Clara Cailin. They had 33,000 men and were about to fight a force of 45,000 men, although they were outnumbered he knew that the northerners were mostly Cailin Elites and would crush the Levies of the Vale and Riverlands, Even with commanders like the Blackfish and Bronze Yohn Royce, Clara Cailin had proven herself a brilliant commander when she was just 8 years old and had only gotten better since then, she almost single handedly one the Bolton Rebellion apparently and had proved it once again with her tactics of taking the Twins. Seaguard had surrendered apparently without a fight due to a lack of men left by Lord Mallister. Apparently Robb Stark's bannermen declared him King in the North, Tywin could not have that, his greatgranson would inherit all 7 Kingdoms, Tywin's legacy demanded it.
"Order the Advance" He said to the man closest to him who nodded and rode off to do as ordered. The Battle lasted 3 hours, Tywin lost 7,000 men compared to their 20,000. Unfortunately he would have to wait for his brother Kevin to bring the other 20,000 hosts to join him if he wanted to beat the North, This would bring his forces up to 46,000 more than Clara Cailins force but he was certain Robb Stark would be joining her in the south soon. He needed more Allies.