The Manse of the Late Ollo Tregario

[Horas]

Ollo Tregario calls himself a merchant prince, one of the wealthiest men in all of Braavos. His manse is sprawling and luxurious, surrounded by tall stone walls regularly patrolled by his Unsullied guards. His gardens are large and well tended, and even include a grove of trees -- a rare luxury in a city where every last piece of wood must be used in the shipyards.

The Manse is now occupied and run by a Seran Ravelto, Tregario's former second.

[Horas]

A group of Westerosi knights approach the manse on horse, leading a covered wagon along with them.

Ollo Tregario is waiting for them, managing a serene and kinglike grace despite his prodigious bulk and the dozens of scars across his body. "You are the friends of my friend, hmmm?" Ollo asks in passable Westerosi.

"Aye," the lead knight says, handing Tregario a sealed note.

Ollo Tregario breaks the seal, scans the contents, and smiles. "Just so. Enter and enjoy Ollo Tregario's hospitality."

The knight nods, and he, his companions, and the wagon are brought within the high walls of Ollo Tregario's manse.

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A messenger boy arrives in the royal livery of the Sealord, but the ribbons of gold silk on his tunic indicates that he serves the First and Second Naemyr. He was admitted into the manse and bowed to Ollo Tregario.

"My lord, the Second Naemyr Elani..." he struggled with the foreign name, "The Second Naemyr and the Prince of the Summer Isles..." he had an equally foreign name, so the boy passed over it, "ask to meet with you, whenever your like, either here or at the Palace."

[Horas]

Ollo Tregario's Manse fairly bristles with guards. News of the attack has spread all across the city, and it appears that Tregario does not want to take any more chances with his life.

The Second Naemyr's messenger is told that Ollo Tregario will pay a personal visit to Naemyr Elane's chambers to discuss whatever she wishes.

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A secret message arrives for Ollo Tregario. The Second Naemyr once again wishes to meet with him in her apartments, as soon as is convenient for him.

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A letter arrives for Ollo inviting him to dine with the Naemyr at her private residence.

[Horas]

Ollo Tregario's manse is in an uproar. Ollo Tregario, merchant prince of Braavos, was found dead in his room. It is said that a faceless man killed him, and many of the servants are terrified.

Seran Ravelto, Ollo's chief clerk, has begun to wrap up his former master's affairs in Braavos.

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Elane and Brandon arrive, both dressed in black. They are accompanied by armed bravos, including Fredico.

[Horas]

Seran Ravelto, Ollo Tregario's chief clerk, presides over the will. He is a small, tidy Braavosi, as thin as Ollo was wide. Ravelto gives a small nod as Elane and Brandon arrive.

A large amount of people crowd the courtyard; Ollo Tregario was a very wealthy man, and everyone seems to be hoping for a portion of his gold. Most people there seem to be Braavosi, many looking like younger and thinner versions of Ollo himself, but there is a tall, pale Qartheen man among the crowd along with a Westerosi knight.

Ravelto begins reading from a piece of parchment in a clipped, business-like voice.

"I, Ollo Tregario, merchant prince of Braavos, declare the following:

To Seran Ravelto, my trusted servant, I gift my estate and all immediate holdings in Braavos, as well as one third of my total wealth.

To Cinnak Nathos Xhan of Qarth, my close friend, I gift all of my holdings east of Braavos, as well as one of one third of my total wealth.

To Horas Blackwood of Westeros, my close friend, I gift all of my holdings west of Braavos, as well as one third of my total wealth.

To Elane Royce, the Second Naemyr, I gift my share in all of her healing houses, as well as the necessary funds to run them.

To all of my children, legitimate or otherwise, I gift one silver mark and a mule each. May they use them well."

Seran Ravelto folds up the will neatly, turns on one heal, and walks back into the manse, oblivious to the cries of thanks and outrage behind him.

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Elane bowed her head and spoke in a calm voice. "Ollo was an honorable man. I am displeased at his death." She thanked Seran Ravelto and murmured her condolences. After paying her respects at the grave, she quietly left with Brandon.

[Horas]

The wagon and Cinnak's men arrive at Ollo Tregario's manse. One hails a guard.

"Is the master in? We are friends."

"Master Ravelto has many friends, but few come calling at this hour," the guard replies.

"Please... hear me out," Cinnak's man says.

The two men engage in a hushed conversation. Several names are exchanged. The guard frowns, but finally says, "Then stay for the night! But if Master Ravelto ousts you in the morning it is not my concern."

Cinnak's man murmurs his thanks and enters with the rest of the company.

[The Flint]

Francis entered the manse in his sellsword disguise, the heavy wood of the crossbow blocking out most of his face as he entered the rooms allocated.

[brigida]

By the grey light of an impending dawn, a large group of men assembled outside the formidable main-gate of the sprawling manse; they alligned themselves in two tight circles--one large, and one smaller which was inset within the first--they were all large, and well-armed, and dressed in a style which remembered the kingdom of their birth. It was apparent that their arrival had been pre-ordained, for the guars atop the parapets made no move against them.

For a long time they made no move, but simply stood in-wait, silent and alert--not until a small figure approached from the north and exchanged a short word with the man who appeared to be their leader did they move at all--upon the culmination of their short discussion, both circles parted for the unknown figure to move towards the center; then, and only then, did they make their ultimate approach to the gate, and request entrance.

[Horas]

Their leader is welcomed inside the gates, but her men are told to wait beyond the walls.

[brigida]

The woman made no futher move, but answered the guard politely, and in a hushed tone; "You may give your Lord my word that these men will be set to work only in defense, but I will not pass beyond these walls without them."