Pyke Harbour

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

The majority of the ironborn fleet return to Pyke, minus "The Iron Kraken", "The Sea Witch", "Axe-Wielder" amongst others. Lord Dickon Harlaw commands in Balor's absence.

[Erik]

A few days before the captains are set to meet on Old Wyk, the Lucky Bastard slides its way into Pyke harbor. Its captain, Erik Pyke, stands in the front of the ship, and jumps onto the dock as soon as the ship is secured. Despite the lack of a welcoming committee, he is soon followed by the rest of his crew, his cousins Urri and Seth, and about ten more men, all cloaked, that take up the rear.

[Erik]

As soon as Maester Grimon arrives on board, the crew of the Lucky Bastard make preparations to leave. Erik helps secure the chests and the ravens belowdecks, then heads back up top just in time to order the ship to cast off.

"Set course for Oldtown," He tells Harrin, guiding the ships keel, "I intend to spend some of that money." Harrin simply shrugs, and the ship begins to turn to the south.

[sercoletyrell]

Old Man Death hobbled on to Mortimer Pyke's ship Bloodsalt. The only man he had brought with him from his own crew, Kulren, followed behind with the old man's chest of belongings, mostly containing books. Kulren was a big, towering Ironborn, with long dark hair that covered much of his face. His large muscles were covered in scars and tatoos.

Old Man Death creeped up quietly behind Mortimer, refraining from use his walking stick. "When do we sail?" He rasped when he was beside him.

[sethgreyjoy]

"I need a few more crew members, still.'' Mortimer announced, leaping down from where he had been repairing a small knothole in the mast.

"Should be soon, though."

[sercoletyrell]

Old Man death nods. "I'll be down in my cabin if you need me."

He waves Kulren on to follow behind him with his bony hand.

[melon]

The Bastard of Wyk walks over to the BloodSalt, "So your the Singer, Well I spoke out against you at the moot but now I'm here to see if you can prove me wrong." The Bastard walks onto the ship without waiting for Mortimer.

[sethgreyjoy]

"Prove you wrong? Seems a lot of people want me to do that lately."

[Percy Rivers]

Ten or so men approached the ship. "Oy! Well join this voyage. But we'll need payment first, our fishing boats were smashed up against the Pyke, and we need some way to feed our families!"

[sethgreyjoy]

Mortimer smiled. "You can have your payment after you have done service for me. Otherwise keep on walking."

[sercoletyrell]

Kulren comes back and gives the fishermen a steely stair while keeping his hand on the hilt of his axe.

[Percy Rivers]

The men grumbled. "At least give us enough to buy our families enough food."

[Percy Rivers]

The men return after some grumbling, their belongings bundled up in rolls. Two of them, a young one, and a rather scarred and gruff looking one appear to be their leaders.

[sethgreyjoy]

OOC: I imagined they were already going to set sail, but we can role play this in the past I suppose.

"Oh, ready to go then? Who's your leader?"

[Fel]

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A high-masted swan ship of the Summer Isles, painted completely black, had just arrived in Pyke harbour. From it descended an ebony skinned Summer Islander, wearing a cape of black feathers. Following him were two muscled warrios, with skin as dark as his. He looked down at Pyke like an emperor, judging it's worth. When he saw Arlai Anassi standing at the foot of the plank, he burst into laughter.

"Oh Arlai, my friend!" He said, in a cheerful and accented voice, "this truely must be home of Iron Men, it is so harsh!"

Arlai nodded, "sadly it is, welcome Xaza."

"You must be so sad to be here Arlai, your face is like lemon eater!" Xaza let out another booming laughter.

"Did you bring the spices I asked for?"

"Yes my friend, I have spices, more expensive than we thought, though."

Arlai gave Xaza an annoyed look, "hmm, yes, of course they were."

"Hey my friend, let us not start the fighting again, eh?" Xaza gave Arlai a friendly slap on the shoulder, but there was a bit too much sting to it for Arlai's liking. "Now, where is Felryn?"

"Felryn sails with his father's fleet, to attack some land or the other. He asks me to relay a message, though. He does not think now is the best time for him to be seen with you or Dandaro. He asks you to go do what you do best, and return in perhaps a few months time."

"Ah, yes, Xaza understands, very well. I meet with Dandaro soon, I shall tell him Felryn's words." The Summer Islanders smiled, showing a great set of pearly white teeth.

After Arlai's spices had been unloaded, the Black Swan began readying itself to sail out.