Beric's House

[The Smith]

"I am perfect at nothing my lord. But I do want to keep you safe." Zandros replied.

[Flex]

"Good. In that case, it might be an idea to send for that doctor... I feel myself getting quite tired." Saying that, Beric stood and walked over to his bed. "Oh, and could you send Gaharr in here.. I'll need him to take care of the bodies."

[The Smith]

Zandros walked out and told Gaharr to enter the room. Then he went for a doctor. He only stopped once to make a report to his masters, they were pleased.

[Flex]

As Gaharr walked in, Beric nodded for him to sit down. "I do not know who this man is, or why he saved my life, but I would like you to keep an eye on him. He is staying as a guard for me, yet I think his true intentions are different." Gaharr nodded and stodd. "Oh, Gaharr.. could you remove these bodies? They are starting to smell." Gaharr gave a short laugh and then did his Lords bidding.

[mark]

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Ser Barris Redwyne arrives at the modest dwelling. He surveys the surroundings to make sure that is indeed the home he had been described. Shrugging, he walked to the door and knocked.

[Flex]

Gaharr Tohn opens the door and looks at the man standing there.

"Yes?"

[mark]

Barris smiled. "Is this the residence of Ser Beric Dayne? I would like a word with the man."

[Flex]

For a moment Gaharr looked supsiciously at him. The he stepped back from the door. "You may speak to him. He is in his room upstairs."

[mark]

Barris thanked the man. By the seven, that man was a giant! He deliberately took his time going up the stairs, before entering a room, looking for the Dornish knight.

[Flex]

Lord Beric was sitting in his chair, looking through a book. A greatsword inside a scabbard was leaning next to him on the table. As the man entered, Beric looked up. "Greetings, Ser. I do not get many visitors, but how may I help you?"

[mark]

"Oh, I was thinking more of we could help each other, ser. Please, do not so be selfish all the time." He grinned to show his jest, then took a seat without asking. He shook his loose fitting garments to show he was not armed. "I have come to talk of... private matters." He glanced around, indicating that no guards should be present.

[Flex]

Beric nodded to Morho, who was standing at the door and the man left. Beric set his book aside, and turned to the man. "And what private matters may these be?"

[mark]

Barris grew serious and talked low. "Those better not to speak of, ser." He shoved a folded piece of parchment across to Beric.

[Flex]

Beric read the note in silence. After he was done he put it aside, took paper and a quill and scribbled a message of his own, which he past to the man.

[mark]

Barris repeated the same function after borrowing the ink and pen.