The Fort Accross the River

[Victarion]

Jorah mounted his horse, a thickly muscled Red of seventeen hands. He patted the beast's head and then trotted out of the fort with twenty of his finest warriors. When they had gotten to King's Landing the Unsullied immediately started constructing a fort across the river, as was their habit.

Jorah got to the ferry and paid for passage across to the city, all though the inhabitants were still wary of his Lannister banner most had accepted he was not there to murder them anymore. Just a head Rykker, Frey, and Waters walked, looking miserable with their hands bound.

[Horas]

A small party of men arrives on horseback, wearing the colors of House Blackwood.

"Greetings!" their leader shouts once close enough, "My lord sends me to speak with you about the ransom of your hostages. May I see them?"

[Victarion]

Jorah nodded, and Constance smiled, he had bought some peaches at the local market. Despite the fact that he ate so much fruit the man never gained a pound. "Yes of course. Here are the sons of bitches." Frey whimpered, and Waters tried best to hide his hair and violet eyes. Rykker seemed beyond words, and his mouth just hung there.

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Rhaego ignored the approaching men, and busied himself instead with the bloody steaks and wine before him. So far, he was enjoying Westeros.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Wat's face twisted as he let forth a mighty piss into the latrines. It felt like razor blades.
Damn that whore! he thought. The place looked clean enough and the girls were certainly pretty but he knew this morning that he'd made a mistake.

He let out a pained grunt as he finished and wandered off to find the camp maester.

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Rhaego laughed when he saw Wat piss. "Caught the pox, did you, white boy?"

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Wat scowled at Rhaego "Must have gone there after you, eh?"

[Horas]

The Blackwood man looks at the prisoners disdainfully.

"Mercenaries, glory seekers, and black sheep," the man says in disgust. "Regardless, the Freys wish to bring their wayward son home, and are willing to pay 100 gold dragons for him. I will also ransom the other two from you, for the same price."

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Rhaego laughed. "I only bed the pretty young ones, not the used mares you've been mounting."

He stared at the Blackwood man and swore. "I can't understand a fucking word that man is saying. Is it really the Common Tongue?"

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Wat stared sourly at the Blackwood contingent. He turned to Rhaego "Aye, it was the Common Tongue. Seems those prisoners we've been totting around aint worth as much as Jorah thought". He spat & translated the words for Rhaego.

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"Just one hundred?" Rhaego roared. He stood up and glared menacingly at the pale Westerosi. "I didn't come all the way to this country for just one hundred per man!" He greedily wondered how much gold was in that city over there. They could pay more, the miserly bastards.

[Horas]

The Blackwood envoy looks at the towering Dothraki with some surprise. He cannot understand what the man is saying of course, but his anger breaches all language barriers.

The envoy looks to the Westerosi beside the savage. "Is there some sort of problem...?"

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"Talk to me, white man! I'm looking at you, not poxy Wat!" Rhaego glared furiously as the pale man spoke to Wat. "Can't these savages understand Dothraki?"

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Wat laughed and spoke to Rhaego in Dothraki "No, these pretty-boy knights t'aint nev'r leave their precious country. They huddle behind their walls and haggle like moneysellers"
Turning to the Blackwoods he smirked and said "Captain Rhaego is a bit hornery with your offer. You can says it's only a little as he aint kilt you yet" he smirked again.

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Rhaego spat.