Well, Bronze Yohn passed the High Lordships of Runestone and Gulltown onto Andar the Gallant.
Lots of internal improvements, made Robar the lord of Coldwater Burn, and managed to fabricate a claim on Newkeep. Lord Paramount Jon III, son of Denys the Darling, told me to stop my war. Seeing as I'd just helped him (to the tune of providing all the soldiers. Literally all of them) put down a rebellion, I ignored the ungrateful sod, being branded a traitor in the process. Quickly won the war, and created the High Lordship of Northweald, giving Newkeep to my second son. At which point the bloody Arryn decides to arrest me.
Raised my 8000 or so men, and attempted to pick off the Valemen in detail. Managed a couple of ambushes on groups of under 2000, and smashed them. The war of manoeuvre was working quite well, and I was gradually building up the score in my favour. Then Jon changed his tactics, and decided to combine all 14,000 men he still had, and besiege his way to victory. I decided to go for broke, and threw the remaining 6800 at his force just before the Redfort fell. Killed two commanders, but lost.
My battered survivors made a shattered retreat through the Bloody Gate, and were followed by the Lord of the Vale himself. When he caught me, I had less than 4,000 men to oppose his 12k. This was it. I sat watching my army get crushed, waiting for the game over. Until I managed to find the convenient bronze plot armour. The commander of my right flank, my son and heir Yohn, decided he'd had enough of this bullshit, and ended the war with one swift sword thrust to Jon's throat.
White Peace. Royce of Runestone live to fight another day. After we've recovered from this one.