Aethan's Camp

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

A small and constantly mobile patch of about four tents where Aethan Stone and about a dozen other bandits can be found.

[Lilith Royce]

The band comes upon Angul (aka Angala) Flowers and Dort of Kingslanding early one morning, they are sleeping in a ditch under a hedge, huddled together for warmth.

[sercoletyrell]

Gurn the Halfgiant lets out a loud growl to wake the two vagabonds up.

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A rider comes up to the camp, on a delicate chestnut mare. A lithe girl of sixteen rides the horse, her long brown hair blowing back in the wind.

"Where do I sign up?" she yells. "I've been freezing up here since the war ended. Might as well join someone who can feed me."

[theother]

Twig hung back from the rest, his eyes looking around for any sign of a trap.

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The girl walked her horse over and dismounted. There was a broadsword hanging from her hip.

"I came up here with the Tyrell army," she said. "Mellara Rivers is the name. They took me for a camp follower and tried to treat me like one, until I started saving their asses from the black brothers' army. But they didn't see fit to let me come back to King's Landing with them, or even give me a new horse when my old mount died under me.

"I was left with my wounds and my dead horse up here, and would have died if an old woods witch hadn't helped me. Then she died from one of her own potions. I took her money, herbs and some clothes; I stole the chestnut mare from a village, and I figure I'm already a bandit."

[sercoletyrell]

Gurn waves the girl away lazily and lets out a bit of an exhasperated noise, as if to say she talks too much.

[Lilith Royce]

Angul and Dort wake to Gurn's growl. Neither have ever seen such a large man before, or was he a giant? Both instinctively pulled their swords at him but feared being eaten for breakfast. They relaxed slightly when his attention was taken away by the girl on the horse.

[sethgreyjoy]

"Wha's all dis noisen be abouts?" A man grumbled, stumbling out of his tent. He noticed the new arrivals and gave them a toothless smile. Well, maybe he had a few teeth.

"Ah surpose ah'll stert the breakkist den. Can' stert a day werthout a brekkist." The old man made his way over to the firepit. In a moment, he had a small plume of smoke curling from the debris.

"Wotcher wan'? Bacon? Eggs? Er does ya want sumfin else?"

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

Two men in furs and heavy cloaks decorated with black bird feathers approach the camp. They are both filthy and smell vile; wounds can be seen still bleeding in several places on each. Their faces are gaunt from starvation. Up close, it is apparent they are twins.

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"Bacon sounds good." Mellara knelt by the fire to help him. Her head jerked up when she saw the other riders.

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

Aethan stirred from his tent at the commotion, and looked over at Mellara Rivers as he heard her voice.

"You were with Tallahar?" he asked in his empty voice. "I didn't see you at Winterfell, but that doesn't matter. If you can fight I can use you. However." He looked at her with his cold, empty eyes. "If the men start fighting over the right to fuck you, it's your fault and I'll personally have your guts for harp-strings. That clear?"

[sethgreyjoy]

The old man hums tunelessly over the sounds of crackling bacon. Since only one responded to his question, he was going to just make bacon.

"Ar!" He yelped, as hot grease splattered towards him. He avoided it, however, somehow, and went back to prodding the strips with an old pick.

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"Aye, I was in the Dawn Raider's army, but I never saw hide nor hair of him, just glimpses of his captains and commanders. I was one of the foot soldiers, or at least with them. I didn't go to Winterfell." She spat into the fire. "Him Dawn Raider only took what he thought were his best men."

She smiled at Aethan. "If men try to fuck me without me wanting to fuck them, I beat it out of them. Worked well in the Tyrell army."

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

The filthy twins approach the campfire. "Pigfat..." one says. "I'll sell you me brudder for some o' dat pigfat."