The Harbor of Duskendale

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She smirked at him and led him to the castle to teach her at the archery butts.

[The Smith]

The Cracked Skull out of Orkmont sails into the harbor and docks. The Captain pays the docking fees, and his men disembark.

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The harbormaster's aide shuffles up, roll of parchment in hand. "Your name, ship and last port of call, master?" he squeaked.

[The Smith]

Hagar Horsespear and Gorek Redteeth walk down to the Harbormaster. Hagar grins at him evilly, "I am Horsespear, and this bitch of ship is The Cracked Skull"

Gorek adds in a deep growl, "We was in the sand-cursed flea-ridden stagnant-aired bitch-fowled land of fucking Dorne." Hagar barks a laugh at this.

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"Thank you," the aide, a thin, small, nervous man, squeaked. Ironborn frightened him. "Are you here for the tourney? The grounds up by the castle, and the inns are down in town."

[The Smith]

A magnificantly dressed Lysian man walks down the plank and makes for the Castle. He is followed by a small ironborn man with a rat-like face.

The two Ironborn nod to him as he passes. Gorek then looks at the little man, "Yeah we want to fight."

Hagar laughed, "And We want to drink. We can do both at the Inn." Gorek laughed and the men nod to each other and make their way to the Inn.

[Fel]

Several Ironborn ships pull into the harbour. Aboard the Iron Price the seasick King's Men look severely displeased with how much time they had been spending sailing recently. Lord Felryn and many Ironborn descend with the Crown Prince.

[Lord Howland Royce]

Ser Patrek looks fresher than the last time he had been on a ship, and wonder how the little Prince had avoided falling of the ship with his antics. He had no love for tourneys and was a little disgruntled for journeying so far just to attend one.

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The harbormaster notes the arrivals and his aide runs off to gossip in a tavern as soon as he gets a chance. The town is fairly bursting with excitement.

[barker520]

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A crudely built yet strange beautiful ship marks the arrival of the Skagosi. A bare-chested man, his golden brown skin looking muscled as ever, with a thick black beard and crystal blue eyes, disembarks and is followed by a young warrior, a giant savage looking man, two thinly clad beautiful women, and a small girl, dirty and frail.

Mag looks around, bewildered, unsure of his next move.

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Valla had a stone knife under her vest and she looked around at this strange city. People were staring at them, some with fascination, others with horror and contempt. The people here spoke with a strange accent.

[mark]

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Three ships, flying the hunstman of House Tarly among other sigils, including the royal stag, arrive and dock into the harbor. Robb Tarly disembarks with a hundred of his men, a beautiful dark haired woman at his arm. The Lady Aleza Payne walked beside them. An angry Ser Mors Lydden followed in the back, along with various other knights of some note.

[Sam]

A merchant ship sails out of the harbor, heading east.

[mark]

Lord Robert Tarly, still a little weak, and his retinue of men and three ships sat sail for Dorne.

[Sam]

Ser Grant Connington sails south, for Griffin's Roost, in ships flying black sails to mark the tragedy, and that the body of his wife is borne back to their home for burial.