Post by The Stranger on Apr 5, 2008 13:55:20 GMT -5
Barris watched the host leave the castle. He gazed on to the east, until the two thousand men finally disappeared into the unforgiving Dornish desert in the distance. Now, I must strike as quickly as possible. The castle is in some confusement over the coming and goings, and is lightly defended. Leaving the battlements, where he may have been looking suspicions, seeing as he was currently a cook, Barris crawled back into the halls and went back to work.
That night, Barris stayed at work in the kitchens much longer than was required. After cooking and baking a small dinner enough for two, he scooped the food up in baskets, and returned to his room. Once there, he inserted some small powder into the midst of the bread, before placing some butter over top of it.
Barris went out into the night, feeling the cold breeze on skin. He searched the battlements, and found the most remote part of the castle, the side facing eastwards towards the desert of Dorne, and woke two sleeping sentries up. "Hello, fellows, I've brought some food and wine for you." The men thanked him, grateful, and began to eat. Barris rushed back into the castle to the maester's chambers. "Maester, maester," Barris said in his best Dornish drawl, "there are two men, very sick, on the walls. They need your assistance." The maester grumbled something about why they couldn't come to him instead of him having to go out into the cold, but the old man finally left and followed Barris who led them to the men, slumped over, unable to speak. Okay, one more trip, Barris thought. He ran as fast as could, through the near empty halls, and back into the maester's chambers. Grabbing two pieces of parchment and ink, he scribbled the news he had learned and attached them to ravens. He wasn't sure of how the process worked, but each cage was labeled to their destination. He found a King's Landing bird and an Arbor bird, and climbed to the roof to let them fly. Reasonably confident of his success, Barris once again returned to the battlements. "Maester, Lord Dayne wants to see you as soon as possible. I will watch these men for you." The maester nodded, leaving the men to die. They couldn't speak, and were gagging, clutching their stomachs. Barris, when he deemed the way clear, stripped one of the men of his clothing, and dressed the man with his own cooking clothes. Dressed like a guard, Barris took a horse from the stables and exited the keep. The guards let him through, as they figured as he was just going to visit the inn for a whore or two.
Barris rode east, towards the Dornish host. He had been a Dornish cook, now he could be a Dornish knight.
Results:
Lord Redwyne and those in power in King's Landing know of the move of the Dornish troops and their planned ambush against the ironborn.
The Arbor and their commanders are aware of the move of the Dornish troops and their planned ambush against the ironborn.
That night, Barris stayed at work in the kitchens much longer than was required. After cooking and baking a small dinner enough for two, he scooped the food up in baskets, and returned to his room. Once there, he inserted some small powder into the midst of the bread, before placing some butter over top of it.
Barris went out into the night, feeling the cold breeze on skin. He searched the battlements, and found the most remote part of the castle, the side facing eastwards towards the desert of Dorne, and woke two sleeping sentries up. "Hello, fellows, I've brought some food and wine for you." The men thanked him, grateful, and began to eat. Barris rushed back into the castle to the maester's chambers. "Maester, maester," Barris said in his best Dornish drawl, "there are two men, very sick, on the walls. They need your assistance." The maester grumbled something about why they couldn't come to him instead of him having to go out into the cold, but the old man finally left and followed Barris who led them to the men, slumped over, unable to speak. Okay, one more trip, Barris thought. He ran as fast as could, through the near empty halls, and back into the maester's chambers. Grabbing two pieces of parchment and ink, he scribbled the news he had learned and attached them to ravens. He wasn't sure of how the process worked, but each cage was labeled to their destination. He found a King's Landing bird and an Arbor bird, and climbed to the roof to let them fly. Reasonably confident of his success, Barris once again returned to the battlements. "Maester, Lord Dayne wants to see you as soon as possible. I will watch these men for you." The maester nodded, leaving the men to die. They couldn't speak, and were gagging, clutching their stomachs. Barris, when he deemed the way clear, stripped one of the men of his clothing, and dressed the man with his own cooking clothes. Dressed like a guard, Barris took a horse from the stables and exited the keep. The guards let him through, as they figured as he was just going to visit the inn for a whore or two.
Barris rode east, towards the Dornish host. He had been a Dornish cook, now he could be a Dornish knight.
Results:
Lord Redwyne and those in power in King's Landing know of the move of the Dornish troops and their planned ambush against the ironborn.
The Arbor and their commanders are aware of the move of the Dornish troops and their planned ambush against the ironborn.
Hope you all are well and happy.