The kitchen hall

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"Oh," Alliser said sadly. Something the man-at-arms said triggered something in his memory, and in his ruined mind something clicked. "Lady Sara's bastard, he murmured. There was a memory there, of them sitting at the feast hall, hand in hand, smiling and laughing, the gleam in his eye, the sparkle in hers...

"Ah," Alliser said. No, it wasn't true. Just because Lord Eddard had loved King Robert, it didn't mean this was true. "Have an ale, my good man? I'll sing you a song."

[The Smith]

"I will but it had better be a fun song." The man turns back to flirting with his female companion.

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Alliser made up a song on the spot, and called it, "My Ire."

"Big tornadoes, white knights, strong perfume, piggy farms,
Stag country, wench-playing, moon tea
Dragonslayer, sad lovers, bedding your ugly mother
Hornet stinging, bad singing, fat honey-stealing bees
Stomach flu, bad jousts, doors that jam, flat breasts,
Smug knights and proud queens, food that takes too long to bake
Wilting flowers, poxy whores, people who are just mean
Kings screeching, sparrows preaching, morons like the Dragonslayer!

"These things provoke my ire!
If my ears start steaming
You'll be running, screaming
My face is full of fire
Like I drank pepper-wine
This bull you can't lasso!"


OOC: I just was mean to a favorite RL song.

[Lilith Royce]

Alliser was obviously not only mad but drunk off his gourd.

"Drink this," the cook said, pushing a mug of klah his way. That should take the bite off the ale. With luck he would soon fall asleep.

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"You don't look like a poxy whore," Alliser observed intelligently. "And you," he fixed Angala with an ale-glazed stare, "Don't take too long to bake food, do you? And do you like cheese?" He fell off the stool and began snoring.

[Lilith Royce]

The cook and some of the men at arms smuggled Alliser into a sleeping closet just off the kitchen. He was a fox in the chicken house if the cook had ever met one.

[sara]

Martia Stone stuck her head round the kitchen door.
"You know, I don't know about them upstairs, but I can hear you lot outside? I'd shut up if I were you, we'll all be in deep trouble if dear King Allard hears. And he's not in a good mood anyway, is he, now the King's messenger's turned up. I wouldn't go shouting about any of that stuff if you want to keep your bloody heads. And who was singing?"

OOC: Elane, bloody brilliant. I love that song too. That was very mean to it but in a good way. Made me laugh anyway.

[Lilith Royce]

Angala looked at the woman who had just come in. Wasn't she a Royce or rather a Stone bastard? Didn't she have some connection with Sara Lannister? She decided a bit of honesty might be useful despite the woman's warning words.

"He's a wandering minstrel who rode in on a cow. Said he's a Redfort but he's mad so there is no telling what is truth from fiction."

[sara]

"Redfort? There was another brother, yes..." She broke off thinking and looked round the room. "Mad, you say? Well, I suppose most in his position would be a little mad. Oh, now, where has he gone? If he's coming back would you mind if I stay, I'd like to hear this properly? I can always help out, but mind you I might be safer just washing up, anything I cook's like to poison the little king."

[Lilith Royce]

Angala invites Martia to a private conversation. Was always interesting to know how other members of the staff felt.

[sara]

Martia could see no reason not to accept and talk to the girl. After all, any new information she might have could be no end of use. And if it wasn't, well it passed the time well enough.

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Alliser woke up, tended to his cow, and went into one of his brooding silences for the rest of the day. When the cook smiled at him, he smiled back and sang for her as she expected. When no one was there to see, he took a kitchen knife and ran his fingers along the blade, feeling his throat tighten. After a long moment, he put the knife down, sighing, and went instead to have a beer with the men-at-arms, who seemed to like him. When they were in their cups, they sniggered drunkenly about the shaggy, umimpressive Baratheon messenger and about their own king's despair.

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Alliser went to the upper chambers of the Rock.

[Lilith Royce]

Angala slipped out after Alliser, not sure what he was up to.

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Alliser glanced into Eva Lannister's room, disappointed that the reputedly lovely girl was not there. Then he wandered on, wondering where he might find some fun.