The Cup of Bones

[Flex]

Baelor briefly studied the small room, feeling pity that the girl had to live in such squalor. He sat down on the bed and rested his head in her lap. "What are you thinking about?"

[The Smith]

"I am thinking... what are you thinking about." She giggled, and began to run her hands through his hair.

[Flex]

"Not much," Baelor replied, closing his eyes. "I don't know how long my father has left... but once I become Lord Stark I might have to leave..."

[The Smith]

Kaley looked shocked, "But we just met. That would be awful." She pouted, "I have not even seen the Beacon."

[Flex]

"Well I don't know yet," Baelor replied, looking up at Kaley. "If you want to we could go to the Beacon now? It isn't far."

[The Smith]

Kaley thought a moment, and then she said, "No... I think you need to rest. You look exhausted."

[The Stranger]

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Finn arrived at the Cup of Bones, wearing a disguise befitting a middling level Oldtown merchant. He scanned the room for any notable people he might recognize, and than took a seat in the lounge.

[The Smith]

All the seats were around gaming tables. Mostly dice games, but there was a game throwing old style bone carvings. A couple men stood along the bar as well.

There was a familar man all in purple at the old style game. He was simpering and tossing the sticks.

[The Stranger]

Finn kept his back to The Purple Man, viewing him in the reflection of the mirror placed behind the bar.

[The Smith]

The mirror was poorly constructed and dirty, but the purple stuck out so it was working fine. A pretty blond girl bounced up to him, "How can I help you?" She smiled wide.

[The Stranger]

"How you doing darling?" Finn replied, "What's your name?"

[The Smith]

"I am Kaley. And I am great thanks." She smiled, and her dimples would make a dead man smile back.

[The Stranger]

Finn smiled doubly so, "I was thinking about getting an ale. Which one's your favorite?" he asked, his eyes scanning just over Kaley's shoulder to make sure he didn't lose Purple Man.

[The Smith]

"Oh I like mead it is so much sweeter." Kaley said, "Or wine.. we have wonderful sparkling wine that just bubbles on your tongue like magic."

[The Stranger]

Finn smiled as the Purple Man continued to throw his sticks, "Well that does sound appealing, and I'm always being told that I need to be sweeter. So shall we have two meads?" he asked.