The Great Council-Soldier's Camp

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Still panting a little from their exertions, Bella traced a lazy finger across Amdle's chest.
Her face twisted a little at the thought of a money-lender for a father in law but she hoped Halon would understand. "I suppose so" she said without any joy. Looking across to the naked form of Amdle lying next to her on the furs, she suddenly pinned his arms down and began kissing him again "But I hadn't quite finished here yet" she growled passionately.
This time she took advantage of her leverage and rode him fiercely, crying out in ecstasy.

[Lilith Royce]

By the Drowned God and all the other gods this woman is glorious he thought as he shuddered violently to ecstacy himself once again. Any other thoughts were obliterated from his mind as he felt asleep after the exertions.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

A few hours later Bella nudges Amdle awake none to gently.
"Come on you. If this is going to happen, it'll happen today. I'll go find us a priest of the Drowned God".

[Lilith Royce]

He grinned. "Just tell me when to be where and I'll bring all the family I can round up to make it official." He kissed her soundly, "Come find me either here or in the merchants' enclosure when you've made arrangements. I'm off to find you the finest wedding clothes I can get for an iron price."

After a bit more rough and tumble, they each leave. Amdle is whistling.

[Lilith Royce]

Amdle wanders around the encampment, finding who has fine silk or lace from raids that they would be willing to gamble in physical competitions and a dice game. As he is willing to risk gold against silks, he has a fair number of takers.

[melon]

Ser Nathan takes a large area for Tallahar with the 200 horses needing to be feed and cared for it wont be any small task. As he camps he looks around to see the Ironborn tents and Blackwoods. What a insult to have to be so near to these men thought Nathan but he continued to brush down his horse.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

A bedraggled and unshaven Derrick Mallister is led out of the ironborn encampment, to the edges of the Blackwood lines. His hands are untied and he is pushed roughly towards them. When he shows a reluctance to move, a hard boot in the rear sends him flying into the mud.
Laughing, the ironborn return to their encampment and begin packing up for home.

[Lilith Royce]

Amdle and Bella join then, but not before Amdle had either won a significant number of iron price items in games of finger bones, bartered for them, or outright bought them with gold, and begun the process of reselling the items to the merchants and customers gathered in the Merchants Enclosure. Silent Man Trading was quickly acquiring a reputation for being able to track down precious goods thought to have been seized by the Iron Men and, for a healthy fee, returned. Children would eat better this winter for it.

Just before he left, he won an archery contest with a northerner and aquired a particularly supple leather overcoat for his love. "For when I cannot be wrapping my arms around you, my love."

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Bella uncomfortably puts on the coat. It is soft and warm, and she was proud that her husband had won it with a show of skill rather than bartered for it.

She kissed him openly and lustily. Just as she was thinking of dragging him into their tent, Balor and the other great lords came down from the Council.
Curtly, he said to them "We leave. Now."
The lords began bellowing and shouting at the hungover ironborn to pack up their bedrolls and tents and, in a few hours, the ground was cleared and all that was left to show their presence was churned up grass & soil as the ironborn marched back to their ships at Storms End harbour.