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Post by Rumor on Jun 20, 2008 6:29:01 GMT -5
Situated at the bottom of the hill leading up to the manor house of Ser Steffen Lannister, "The Ship's Anchor" is a large, if modest, inn.
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Post by Rumor on Jun 20, 2008 6:31:05 GMT -5
Rowyn pushed through the front door, and tossing his pack on the floor beside those of the other archers, he approached the counter. Ordering an ale, he glanced back at a large table in the corner, where the other archers sat, watching him.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 20, 2008 10:16:58 GMT -5
"Did yeh get a bollickin Rowyn?" asks Angys, one of the more outspoken archers. "Did that old bastard give yeh yer marching orders?" He grinned, indicating he was only teasing.
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Post by Rumor on Jun 20, 2008 10:50:49 GMT -5
Rowyn gave a small smile as he turned around to Angys. "No. Worse," he grumbled, stalking over. "He's only gone and put me in charge!" He winced. "That means any little fuck up on your part, is an even bigger fuck up on mine. You forget to wipe your arse properly, I'll be taking shit from Lannister. So kindly keep in line."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 21, 2008 4:11:07 GMT -5
The men looked at him inquisitively. "In charge?" they all murmured in one form or another.
"Haha, you better keep a close eye on Bronson here then," Angys said, gesturing to one of his peers, "From the way he smells, he never wipes his arse properly." The rest of the men chuckled, one ruffling Bronson's hair as he grinned bashfully.
"I think now's the right time to get some more drinks in!" Angys said, to rumbles of agreement. "Let's drink to our new captain, and to the bald bastard up on't hill."
Angys and one other man head over to the bar to fetch ales for them all, including another one for Rowyn.
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Post by Rumor on Jun 21, 2008 14:43:14 GMT -5
Rowyn laughed and cheered with the rest of the men. They drank long into the night, and just before he staggered up to bed, Oakheart turned on the stairs and drunkenly called for attention. "Now, lads, remember! Up early to train tomorrow, and behave yourselves! Don't get too tyied down either! The boss says we need to be ready to mobilize anytime, day or night! Oh, and Bronson," he added over his shoulder. "Wipe your fucking arse!" He staggered up the stairs to the room he shared with two others to drunken laughs.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 23, 2008 2:27:50 GMT -5
/////////// Another crew of four archers meets up with the initial party, this time from Oldtown. They are also housed within the Ship's Anchor, leading to somewhat cramped conditions.
One evening the men are returning from a day of training. Most of the men disperse randomly out into the city, a few head for the bar in their home tavern, including Rowyn and Angys.
"Tell me Rowyn, tell me a little about your past. We know so little of it."
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Post by Rumor on Jun 23, 2008 15:56:14 GMT -5
Rowyn shrugged. "Not much to know really. I grew up in the Reach, was given a training my noble birth warranted." He grew thoughtful then, cradling his cup as he continued. "But me and my brother never saw eye-to-eye. After my father died, my brother became Lord. I didn't think he was fit for it, we argued, and I left. That's all, really. And you, boys? More interesting than mine, no doubt," he laughed, growing more cheerful as he did.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 23, 2008 16:54:34 GMT -5
"We ain't no nobles. That instantly makes you more interesting Rowyn," Angys replied.
"When was the last time you spoke to your brother?"
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Post by Rumor on Jun 23, 2008 17:00:33 GMT -5
"Noble's aren't much different, Angys. All they do is smear their words with honey-smelling shit, so that you don't know what they mean 'til it's too late."
He shrugged at the man's question, uncomfortably studying his drink. "Must be two years now, I suppose."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 24, 2008 2:21:29 GMT -5
"Does he have any kids this brother of yours? If not, you should feather 'im. I'd help ya," Angys grinned, "for a share of the profits of your lordship."
"What sort of place do the Oakhearts preside over? Do they have a big keep?"
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Post by Rumor on Jun 25, 2008 6:15:04 GMT -5
Rowyn laughed. "No need for that, Angys. I'm happy to leave that bastard be as long as he does me the same courtesy." He shrugged then.
"The Oakhearts have Old Oak. A reasonably strong castle, but nothing major."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 25, 2008 12:10:45 GMT -5
"Still, you'd be happy to take it if the occasion arose? Being a lord 'n all that, would be an excellent life..."
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Post by Rumor on Jun 25, 2008 13:50:58 GMT -5
Rowyn shrugged. "Not really. I find that I enjoy the freedom I have as a sellsword. Being a lord would be fun for a while, but all the work involved would disilliussion me before long." He laughed. "I'll keep your offer in mind, though."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jun 25, 2008 14:51:19 GMT -5
"Suit yourself. Some people don't know they're born." Angys said, before considering that statement and adding more. "Especially them what's born into noble houses. It's your round Mr I-enjoy-the-freedom-of-being-a-sellsword."
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