The Sea Money

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

The sea money is a typical lower to middle class inn near the harbor district of Pentos.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Baldric walks into the Sea Money and looks behind the bar to see if he can find the inn keep.

[The Stranger]

a hefty, obese woman looked back at him. "What can I do you for honey?" She asked, her voice whistling between rows of missing teeth.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"I am looking for 3 rooms, for some family and two guests. They need to be quiet and in a place where we won't be bothered."

[The Stranger]

"Alright, your guests can have the two room at the end of the hall, and your family can take the three rooms nearest the stairs. How's that?"

A pretty young wench with blonde hair slide up to the bar, "two ales Barb. Howdy stranger."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Baldric smiles, "That will do nicely, thank you, my guests were looking for some toughs but I would like to screen them first, any ideas where to start?"

Baldric turns towards the Blonde, "well hello sweetling where have you been all my life?"

[The Stranger]

"Running away from guys like you," she replied, befor taking her ales, winking, and heading back into the crowd.

"Toughs? I don't know much about toughs. How about trying the Cross Swords Tavern, its two buildings down and on the left."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Baldric nodded, "thanks Barb," he then left the way he came in to head back to the docks.

[Ser Aemon Tully]

" Good job Baldric, I hope you and I can work more often in the future", Daniel says. He then takes his small amount of luggage and brings to the Sea Monkey.

After bringing his stuff upstairs, he comeback down, fines a seat in the corner and orders wine for everyone on his behalf.

"So Baldric how did you lose your teeth, Daniel askes, "did you sell your self to some one with an iron cock?" Daniel smiles at his jest.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Baldric ignores the jest, "Well it was at the first Battle of King Landing. I'se be serving under Prince Andry then fighting for the Stormlands. Was a crossbowmen you see, and one of the better sorts. Well we was feeling pretty good cause we just killed a bunch of Gold Cloaks. . . it was mighty fierce fighting but not as fierce as the next battle mind you, the battle of Fire and Blood." Baldric takes a sip of ale to wet his mouth.

"So there I was in the middle of Flea Bottom in the aftermath of all this carnage, I'se got dead bodies on my right and left. One of my good mates was laying there bleeding to death in the dirt road," Baldric takes another sip of his ale and checks the tension in the room he seems to be quite upset.

"So I'se standing there right, watching my fucking buddy bleed to death in the street, when I start hearing this sound."

"Clippity Clop, Clippity Clop, Clippity Clop and its getting louder," Baldric raises his voice, "CLIPPITY CLOP, CLIPPITY CLOP, CLIPPITY CLOP, so I turn to see whats the matter and right there before my eyes."

[The Stranger]

"What was it? Was it a horse?" yelled a drunk sailor, before turning to his buddy, "I bet it was a horse."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"Nah it wasn't a horse but its the biggest fucking Ass, that I ever saw and on his back was a barrel of ale. So I gets to thinking that I am pretty thirsty and my buddy in his dying breath is like, 'Baldric I could die a happy man if I could just get a bit of that ale,' and me being the sporty chap that I am walks up to that Donkey real slowly like. . . cause you know I don't want to spook it so it runs off cause I was mighty tired and didn't feel like chasing no ass," Baldric takes another swig of ale.

"So I am walking up behind this ass, trying to stay behind him 'cause every time I come near him he takes a step or two away, so I am creeping up behind him real quiet like and I get right up behind him and am about to grab the fucking barrel from him, when. . ." Baldric pauses for dramatic effect.

"My buddy gets up and starts running and screaming like he's possessed by the fucking Stranger himself and this fucking frightens the Donkey and the fucking ass kicks me right square in the fucking mouth," Baldric says.

"So I says, 'Oy why the fuck did you do that you were fucking dieing,' and he says to me, git this, this fucker says to me, 'Nah I was faking it I just wanted to see you get you ass kicked.' and I was like, 'you mother fucker, I thought you were dieing."

"Well in the end I still found that ass even though he had gone and run off. I shot so many quarrels in that ass that I could of used it to hang every hat I own. And it was mighty fine ale to, probably best I ever had, although I didn't give any to my buddy that cock sucker that he was."

[Ser Aemon Tully]

" Woot a shtory, Daniel responded drunkinly to the yarn. He had some how ended up with a Lyseni on one knee and a Dothraki on the other. " I think I'll be retiring for the night." He then stumbled off with the ladies to a what would be a very long night.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Baldric nodded, as the boy went off to bed. "Don't stay up too late now," Baldric says with a smile, "and be sure to check those whores nothing worse then a long sea voyage when your pissing razor blades," the mercenary goes back to talking with the men in the bar, listening for any rumors and the like.

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Daniel woke the next morning with a headache and found that he did not piss razor blades.....thankfully. When he reached the common area of the Sea Monkey there was only a few people there. He went and sat down in his seat from the night before and waited for Baldric and his companions. While waiting he order some breakfast for everyone. Seven hells is the smith trying to break my head open with a hammer.