The Love Or Money

[The Stranger]

Tania shrugged, "I don't know. But once you have your key you still have to find out where the party will be held, so I wouldn't dawdle. I do know that all tasks are open to... interpretation, so don't be too rigid in your thinking."

[Edric Stark]

Rylene stepped into the establishment and observed her surroundings before making her way over to the bar. Had her father known about any of this, she would have probably been locked up by now. Much like the Lannister girl, if rumours were to be believed.

"Here about a party," she told the lady in a sweet voice that she generally used when she wanted something.

[The Stranger]

Tania looked at the girl, nodded, and went to the jar.

"Break a man's heart." she read in a monotone voice, handing Rylene the note for her to read for herself.

[Edric Stark]

The northern girl accepted the note and read it through a couple of times, slightly disappointed. "These just come at random from that jar?" she asked gingerly, thought for a while and laughed a little. "What if a man had drawn this one?"

[The Stranger]

Tania laughed with a shrug, "We'd have seen how dedicated he was to being at the absolute must-attend event of the social season. And anyway, they are all subject to interpretation."

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A hooded figure entered the establishment, by looking at the figure it was fairly easy to see that it was a female, but she kept her face hidden as best as she could from those she didn't believe was here for the party keys. She asked one of the women quietly to guide her to the woman that was in charge of the invitation to Lord Saxon Cave's party and she soon stood before Tania.

"I am here for a key." she said in a quiet voice, barely noticeable.

[Edric Stark]

Rylene nodded. "Is there a time frame to this?" she questioned, knowing the quickest way to get this done would have been to send an elaborate letter of her recent activities back home to her father. For now, this option was off the table.

[Princess Lyssandra Martell]

Ser Alyn Dayne sways into the establishment and laughs good naturedly at how crowded the place is. He tripped over himself a little bit as he walked up to the bar but didn't fall. "Who do I talk to about that big party? The best one yet or so I hear!"

[Lord Yohn Baratheon]

"Excuse me..." As soon as Meletyne entered the whorehouse she was flooded by memories of her past, horrible memories. "Is this the place for me to get the Golden Key?" She swallowed her pride, disdainfully looking at the decoration of the place. It was not for the party itself he was there, she just wanted a challenge... The feast would just come as a bonus.

[The Stranger]

"No time frame," Tania told the northern girl. "Except you'll need to have your key before the party starts."

Tania pulled the jar out for the hooded woman, " It says commit a deed worthy of song."

[The Stranger]

"Speak to me" she told Alyn as she reached for a task for Meletyne. "It says mock a Dragon." She told the girl "bad luck of the draw if you ask me."

[Tynian Lannister]

Tynian Lannister approached Tania Snow and after a whispered conversation, sought his task. A smile played across his lips as he imagined the various inappropriate tasks he could receive.

[The Stranger]

Tania smiled, the man's reputation preceded him, "it says protect the faith an serve the gods." She giggled, "good luck with that."

[Tynian Lannister]

Tynian smiled and replied "Sounds fun. The gods don't need my help, but their earthly followers aren't quite so lucky" he kissed the back of Tania Snow's hand and left the establishment

[Edric Stark]

"Alright," said Rylene and turned away from the bar, seeing as there was already a line growing behind her. Not that exclusive party, after all. In an attempt to leave the brothel, she failed to dodge the stumbling Dornishman, bumping into him slightly. "Excuse you," she said, raising an eyebrow at the man. "Had one cup too many, perhaps?"