Arbor Guest Chambers for Luke Redwyne

[The Flint]

Comfortable, but not particularly grandiose quarters for the long lost nephew of the extensive Redwyne family.

[The Flint]

The young serving maiden Lysa shows Ser Luke to his room. "Here you are milord. A writing desk and chair in that corner for you, you'll find paper and quills and ink wells there. There is a water for you there, and a bowl for washing up. And of course your bed milord." She fluttered her eyelids pleasantly as she gestured.

[merchant]

"Thank you, Lysa. How is it to serve my uncle, what kind of man is he?"

[The Flint]

"A goodly man good ser. A generous Lord." She bows her head and curtsies lower than before.

[merchant]

He smiles at her.

"If you are not busy later, maybe you could come and help me get settled here later tonight."

[The Flint]

"Why good ser, if you are not settled and comfortable now, Ser Betram shall be very displeased with me." She looks up with bright brown eyes.

[merchant]

"I am too tired and sore so I'll just rest now, but maybe you could prepare for a hot bath after my meeting with Ser Bertram. "

[The Flint]

"As you say ser." the woman curtsies again, and than leaves."

[merchant]

Luke smiles at the thought of spending time with Lysa later, but for now he takes his seat at the desk and starts writing.

[The Flint]

After a few moments, Ser Betram enters the room with a perfunctory knock.

"Ser Luke, how do you fare? Are you well? you've had a long journey."

[merchant]

"I am pretty well, even if it feels like every bone in my body is aching after the ride. I was meant to feel the sea underneath my feet, being on land is not something that I generally do for this long."

He looked at Ser Bertram with a serious look.

"So, what did you want to discuss in private?"

[The Flint]

"I believe it was your conversation Ser Luke, so feel free to continue on the subject of Volante merchants who may wish to buck Braavosi trade, I simply suggested a superior setting."

[merchant]

"There isn't really much to add, Ser Bertram, my employers doesn't like how the Braavosi has made it so hard for other's to trade, and having the King of Westeros in their pocket doesn't make things better either. Most of the businesses has been forced to sell, but my employers still manage to get the upper hand, and has grown in power by buying up the failing businesses."

[The Flint]

"What does he trade in?" Ser Betram said, as if he was sad to have to ask.

[merchant]

"They trade in all sorts of things, but mostly wine and glassware."