Road to Norvos

[Lord Howland Royce]

Ahead of the party a man, sat in the shade of a tree. He wore a mismatched armour, chainmail leggings, studded leather shirt and a steel cap. A flail could be seen at his side.

[Flex]

As Victer joins them, Zandros taps Beric on the shoulder and points at the man under the tree. Beric nodded, dismounted and walked over to him. "Greetings! Would you like to join our company? I am always looking for men."

[Lord Howland Royce]

"Hodor doesn't sleep with men," the man named hodor said, his mismatched green and black eye narrowing in suspicion.

[Flex]

For a moment Beric was confused, until he noticed how he had phrased what he had said. "Ah, well... I am looking for men who know how to fight, not how to... pleasure other men." Beric looked the man over, his eyes lingering for a moment on the flail. "You definately look like a man who knows how to fight."

[Lord Howland Royce]

"Hodor know fighting, me tall and strong, mother hit with shoe, I hit back, mother no getting up. Hodor can fight," Hodor stood up and Beric then just noticed how tall and big he was. Easily a head taller than Beric and nearly twice as wide.

[Flex]

Beric looked up at the man; it was something he rarely did. "Ah, well, that is... good. So, would you like to join me and my men? We all know how to fight, so you would be among men would would respect your skills." He then chuckled. "We could always use a man of your size."

[Lord Howland Royce]

Hodor nodded. "Hodor will fight. You be small, Hodor is large all places, Hodor will protect little man"

[Flex]

"Excellent! It is always good to have a man protect you." He pointed to Gaharr Tohn, who himself towered over most men at 7'2''. "That is my old friend Gaharr. He, like you, is very tall."

[Lord Howland Royce]

Hodor nodded and looked slighly down to look into Gaharr's eyes. "You smaller than Hodor".

[Flex]

Gaharr laughed loudly. "Oh, I am an old man! I used to be taller but it seems like I have somehow shrunk with age." Beric himself smiled. "I think it is about time we ride for Norvos." he said, remounting.

[Lord Howland Royce]

Hodor whistles sharp and a mule comes trotting, he promptly mounts the poor mule and begins to ride.

[Quenton Baratheon]

Victer keeps towards the back of the party, not saying a word to anyone, his face a blank sheet.

[Flex]

The Swords of Dawn ride back towards Norvos.

[Flex]

The 141 men strong company stops in the hills of andalos. Ahead of them is a group of 250 men, camped out in the hills. There is no banner, so Beric decides to approach, surrounded by his seven guards and his bannerman.

[Sam]

Two days past Norvos, in the Hills of Andalos, the tall man stops his horse suddenly at midday. A small company of men is camped in the hills west of him, and another group of men, even smaller, was approaching the small company from the east. Perhaps the second group of men was a scouting party returning to the main body, although that would be strange since hte main body was less than twice as big as the "scouting party." He sat on his horse, curious, but cautious as well.