The Harbor

[Horas]

A Dornish ship arrives at harbor.

[Tytos]

Doran Wyl is among those that step off the ship, his copper scales, silk, and scimitars looking absurdly out of place on the docks, where the majority of people wore brown rags and daggers.

[Lord Balon Harlaw]

Balon and his crewmen return to The Harlaw, wasting little time in rowing the ship out of the Blackwater southward.

[Horas]

The docks are a hive of activity as soldiers from across the kingdom board the Royal Fleet in preparation to attack Driftmark. Stafford Mallister stand on the docks; final preparations are being made.

[Lord Gaspard Yronwood]

The Lord of the Crossing is nearby, dressed in armour. He is eating sweets while a servant polishes his armour. Someone hands him a letter, prompting him to pass the sweets to the second servant. "Lord Mallister, it might interest you to know Barclay is willing to die at your hands, but has already sent his family away." He took back the sweets.

[Quenton Baratheon]

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The first of the ships back from the Driftmark conflict comes into the dock, the proud Stag of Baratheon flying above a ship mostly carrying wounded Western men. Amongst them, but in fine health is Lord Dudley Marbrand, returned with glory and grave face ready to face a new challenge.

As the ship is secured out in the bay, Dudley is rowed back into the city. He is excited. He knows his family lies somewhere within her walls.

[Lord Lester Merryweather]

Ser Lyn Payne leaves the city on a ship bound for Braavos

[Fel]

The Reaper of the Seas and many other Ironborn ships in the harbour set sail.

[Flex]

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After having beaten Wulf in the sailing race Aranya comes up to him and gives him a mischievous grin. "Well, looks like I do have some salt in me, huh?"

[Fel]

Wulf looks annoyed for a moment, then chuckles. "Won't be the last time I'm proven wrong, probably not even the last time by you." There was a glint of respect in his eyes.

"Does this mean you win the bet, or are you willing to see if your luck will carry you on the training ground?"

[Flex]

"You can bet your ass that we're going to the training yard!" She said, grabbing him by the arm and dragging him along. "Besting a man twice in a day is a very good feeling for a woman!"

[Fel]

"I hope we can think of something to replace that feeling when you lose," Wulf said, keeping up pace with her.

[Flex]

She punched him in the shoulder, not stopping. "Big mouth, eh? Must mean you're all small somewhere else!"

[Fel]

Wulf chuckled, "I suppose no matter what I say there's only one way to disprove that."

[Fel]

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The Reaper of the Seas and those ships that left with it now return to the city.