Robert immediately loses 10 'fondness' for me, but at least I've not pissed off the bearer of (most) of my children. I open my hands, shuffle my feet around, and select the 'maybe I'll wait a little bit before deciding' option in the prompt that pops up. So when Robert-Ned's best pal, commander of by far the largest fighting force in Westeros, and temperamental shit at the best of times-comes a-knocking to secure the support of the North's armies, I'm forced to stall for time. Ned's wife Catelyn is a Tully, and Edmure is her younger brother. Robert has also asked for my assistance in bashing down the young upstart, but there's one problem: Edmure is my brother-in-law. Robert, in turn, has raised his allies in the south, west, and east to rebuff the invaders, and presumably do things to Edmure that involve disengaging his head from his neck and mounting it on something pointy. The Tullys, where 18-year-old Edmure Tully, natural heir to Westeros's central Riverlands lordship, has declared war on King Robert and marched on King's Landing. My attention is quickly snaffled by another family. And for many reasons, I really want to hurt the Freys. I considered calling off the plot, but without a claim on the Twins-a reasonable justification for war in CK2's robo-eyes-I had no way of hurting the Freys. I wondered if part of the problem was Ned himself: great at war, boss Stark isn't the sneakiest tool in the shed, and has an innately sucky Intrigue score. Still Stevron clung on in the face of multiple patricide attempts. But that afternoon turned to days, and days turned to in-game weeks.
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