Wolf's Manor

[The Smith]

The exspensive Manor lies near the Red Keep and was purchased by Lord Benjen Stark. He has three wolves in a fenced in area as pets. Hence the clever name given to the residence by the peasants.

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

Ser Emmett Thorne arrives at Wolf's Manor looking for an audience with the Master of Laws.

[The Smith]

Lord Stark invites him and offers him a glance of wine. "What is it?"

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

Thorne takes the glass on offer. He is a hefty man, broad of chest, and carries an ugly looking mace-and-chain. "The fop has ridden off after Callen to fight the war. The Goldcloaks stand ready to do your bidding. The anarchy that dandy let grow needs to end."

[The Smith]

Stark eyes him coldly for a second, "Watch you manners. Do not call Jon any more names in my presence. Just because a man is incompetant does not allow you to insult him. What do you propose. I am looking for a new man to run the Goldcloaks. Impress me."

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

Thorne doesn't flinch. "A firm hand needs be taken. This town is newly built, yet gangs already run lawless. The Goldcloaks are soldiers and meant to enforce order. I would have them do that. No bribing, no corruption. Simple, straight rules and the lawless will be brought to heel."

[The Smith]

Nodding along with Thorne's assment Stark says, "For now you are acting commander. I will halt my search for one month if you rise to the occasion the position is yours if not, I will find some one who can do the job."

[Lord Rhodri Arryn]

"Yes, mi'lord. I will away to my duty, then, unless you have any special instructions." Ser Emmett moves to leave.

[The Smith]

"No." Stark goes to play with the wolves.

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A young woman of about seventeen years appeared at the gate. She had long golden curls that fell to her waist, beautiful green eyes, and wore a poor woolen peasant dress - but on her, even a sack would have looked flattering.

The girl asked, with the respectful and subservient manner of the smallfolk, if she could have an audience with Lord Stark.

[The Smith]

The man at the gate was a large northmen leaning on his large axe, eyeing her with interest he asks, "Who are you and why do you wish to call on Lord Stark."

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"I have things to say that are for Lord Stark's ears alone." Mally gave him a smile to take the sting out of her words. "And I wish to work for him."

[The Smith]

The guard frowns and replies, "I will tell him he will probably not want to see you."

He starts to walk towads the house when a commanding voice yells out from the wolf pen, "What is it Turren?"

"There is a girl to see you here my lord." Turren replies.

Stark leaps over the fence, and walks up to her, "What do you want mademe?"

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"My lord, oh, my lord," Tears sparkled in her eyes as she came towards him. "I am a native of King's Landing. I am so frightened to live in my shack in Flea Bottom these days. I cannot walk in the streets without being molested, I cannot buy things without being robbed, I cannot sleep at night for fear of my safety. I have come to you, Lord Stark, for I know you are one of great strength and honor, and I ask you, give me work and asylum in your house. I will do whatever work you need, carry messages for you, do anything, but please, I am a girl alone, with no family and no safety in the city. I know the only place where I can work in safety and peace is in the great house of one such as you, my lord."

Her lip trembled, and her tear-filled eyes looked at him appealingly.

[The Smith]

Lord Benjen stares at her blankly for several moments. Turren nudges him from behind and coughs. Benjen casts him a harsh glance before barking, "You may stay. But you must work. I can use another house maid. Talk to the cook, she is in the kitchens and you will do whatever she commands."