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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 17, 2007 11:16:16 GMT -5
Throwing his head back Ser Piers howled with laughter. When he finished he wiped away tears from his eyes, and shrugged out of his coat. "Milady you speak more openly of lust and fornication then a gutter-born hedge knight. And you look more fierce then any hedge knight I have ever known. As to the finger dancing, I have important bits that could accidently be severed; so it does not sound so exciting to me."
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Post by nora on Jun 17, 2007 11:41:05 GMT -5
Elia Storm was nervous as she approached the den of the Lannisters, but she squared her shoulders and pushed away any fear. This may be the last chance she had before Dev found her and dragged her back to Harrenhal. She had to find Ser Zachary, and this was the only place she knew to look.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Jun 17, 2007 19:45:20 GMT -5
The exhaustion of the day had over come Piers and he had fallen asleep, limbs tangled with Lilith's, when she heard the quiet footsteps approach. She disengaged, threw her cloak over him, arranged herself and went to see.
The woman approaching had the look of a Stark, the long face, the dark hair, but wasn't immediately recognizable. Her voice gave her away though, Sarene Stark. Lilith hid her recognition.
"What is a young woman doing in the streets of Kings Landing at this time of night?"
"I have come to find my...my lover. He is a Lannister."
"Why should we trust you?" asked Lilith, "You do not have the look of a Lannister, Dondarrian or even Royce."
"I...I am Elia Storm, I have come at the risk of my own life."
Her words had the ring of truth to them, even if the name was a lie.
Lilith could feel Piers stir behind her, too much of a soldier to be able to sleep through a battle. As he hadn't exploded off the settle, she assumed his tacit acceptance.
Lilith nodded her acceptance. "You must be hungry, there is soup in the kitchen, and also a place to doss down. The accommodations are not luxurious here, but there is a palette not too far from the fire."
Sarene, bone tired from her journey, nodded and followed Lilith. Lilith ladled a bowl of not too foul smelling soup, showed her the palette and left her for the night.
Piers seemed to be asleep again. She stroked his cheek, tucked a remarkably practical square of linen in his shirt pocket and slid out into the night. Dawn was approaching fast.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 17, 2007 23:37:44 GMT -5
In the morning Piers arose and took a seat at the large central table. Sitting he began to eat and when Ser Jayson Plumm joined him they began discussing the war, and rumors. Since Ser Bettley was known as the most talkative knight in Lannisport, and Ser Jayson's byname was the Mute; the discussion was almost entirely single-sided.
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Post by eytank49752 on Jun 17, 2007 23:53:08 GMT -5
The Braavosi entered the mansion of Lord Lannister looking for some fancy vittles. He had already feasted on partially cooked rat, but he was still hungry. Seeing Ser Piers, the Braavosi walked over, bowed deeply, and with a little dance and a rhyme, said "Rub a dub dub, I'm looking for some grub."
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 18, 2007 0:17:06 GMT -5
Piers turns his attention from Ser Plumm and looks at the bizarre dancing man. Ser Piers leans back in his seat, and begins to juggle three plums. "Whats that? Were you mumbling? Oh I get you are dancing for your breakfast."
Waving at an empty seat, Piers throws a booted foot onto the table, "The Ham is simply divine today."
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Post by eytank49752 on Jun 18, 2007 8:56:32 GMT -5
"Divine Ham? When pigs fly maybe. I will take you up on your kindly offer though." The Braavosi plopped down on the seat offered and began to stuff his face. "So Ser Piers, what has House Lannister been up to?"
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 18, 2007 9:04:47 GMT -5
"Lately we have been reading. There is a book called "The Conquest of Westeros by the Targaryen Line." It is quite and interesting read. It shows just how superflous an army is when you command fire breathing dragons."
Piers reaches out to the table and grabs a dining knife off the table. Soon the knife is being juggled with two plums while he starts to eat a plum. "Kind of devalues an army, Dragons. I mean why would you need a house's support if you have dragons to keep every in line."
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Post by eytank49752 on Jun 18, 2007 9:22:00 GMT -5
"That's true. Though dragons can be slain with great effort and sacrifice. If you don't have a regular army or support of great houses, then you will be easily disposed of." The Braavosi looked inquisitively at Ser Piers, "Does it bother you that our new king has a pet dragon? Already feeling obsolete?"
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 18, 2007 9:40:06 GMT -5
"Bother me, nothing ever bothers me." pausing to think Ser Piers went on, "Well accept itchy clothes. And sick whores... Oh and foreigners. But not dragons. It surprises me that a braavosi like your self would not understand economics. Its about Demand and Supply. Deals negotiated before a dragon are going to be looked at differently once you have a dragon. Something that once looked valuable might look rather unessential."
Piers shurgged as if to say you can lead a horse to water.
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Post by eytank49752 on Jun 18, 2007 9:51:35 GMT -5
"Me. I no foreigner. I live in this land three years. My language is, how you say, prefect. And Ser Piers, as they say in my land, you need to take an ice capsule. The dragon is still young and weak."
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 18, 2007 9:53:32 GMT -5
A page from house Lannister announces the upcoming wedding of Allard Lannister and Sara Royce. And invites all high-born to the festivites at Casterly Rock. Ser Piers Bettley will be marching from King's Landing with his force of 500 men aproximately one week before if you want security.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jun 18, 2007 9:57:15 GMT -5
"An ice capsule? Interesting, how goes House Royce?" asks Ser Piers
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Post by eytank49752 on Jun 18, 2007 10:00:40 GMT -5
"House Royce is well," replied the Braavosi. "I hear that the wedding between Allard and Sara is happening soon. I must find something to wear. Perhaps something 'red' Ser Piers?"
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Post by nora on Jun 18, 2007 10:10:20 GMT -5
OOC: Um, Lilith, saying what my character says or does is called god-moding and you can't really do that in most RPs. "Elia" hasn't done anything but approach the manor—if you want Lilith to see her, that's fine, but that's not how "Elia" is going to react or what she is going to do/say.
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Hope you all are well and happy.