Parlay along the Red Fork

[Horas]

"There is always," Warren says, "room for more friends."

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

Quentin nodded to Warren. "Then as soon as the ships arrive, we'll mount on board and go pay the ironborn a visit."

One of his sub-riders grinned at Quentin. "I hear the ironborn have this custom, about takin' any women they can snag for slave-girls, call 'em salt-wives. Should we give 'em a little turnabout?"

"No," responded Quentin curtly.

[Horas]

Warren nods at Quentin. "You are welcome to enjoy the hospitality of Raventree Hall until we march." The edges of Warren's mouth quirk into a smile at the sub-rider's comment, but quickly flatten again.

[Princess Ariel Targaryen]

(Sorry I'm late and terse.)

Quentin nodded and led his men to Raventree Hall with him, arriving inside just before the blizzard hit.