The Camp of Lords Lannister, Frey, Royce and Bolto

[The Flint]

Sixty Traitors' Sons escort Lords Thatcher and Trant to the edge of where these troublesome lords have made camp. They fly a rainbox colored flag of truce.

[The Smith]

Ser Devlin rode out and studied the party, "I bet you got something important to tell me."

[The Flint]

Talyn cleared his throat, "This is Lord Rowan Trant, and I am Lord Talyn Thatcher. We are hear to speak with the Lords assembled here regarding this army which they have raised."

[The Smith]

"Ahhh.... gotcha. Leave your men, you can bring your swords." Devlin turned and began to ride back into the camp.

[The Flint]

Talyn looked over to Trant. He was frankly not excited about the idea.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Rowan shrugged, "Sixty men would do us little good if they wanted to do us harm, if you want to wait here in case I don't come back to lead your army to my rescue then I would understand," Rowan starts walking after the man turning in mid stride to Thatcher,"I am not worth anything as a hostage anyways."

[The Flint]

"My orders were to accompany you, and so I shall," Talyn replied, he followed Trant after ordering his men to settle in and wait.

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"Do you think Lord Lannister will meet with us alone or as a group?" Rowan whispered as they followed Ser Devlin. "There would be strength in numbers although he probably does not have any real loyalty to the rest of the scum and if he could negotiate his own separate peace to his benefit he would."

[The Flint]

Talyn shrugged, "I cannot say. We shall have to wait and see."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

Rowan took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he prepared to walk into the Lion's den as they approached the tent he did his best to place a smile on his face.

[The Smith]

The Knight led them to a small group of men, and talked with them a runner is sent to find the Lords. After about an hour the runner returned and led the two men to Lord Tyberion's pavilion. He is perched on a large raised seat. He stared down at them and asked, "It is a pleasure. You may speak."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"The pleasure is mine Lord Lannister," Rowan said with a smile, "before we begin though do you have any wine, my throat tends to get parched in speaking engagements."

[The Smith]

Tyberion nodded, and looked to a servant, "Fetch us some wine." He looked back up, "Should we wait or can you begin with out the drink."

[Ser Kenneth Coyn]

"I'll begin," Rowan said clearing his throat, "my name is Rowan Trant of Gallowsgrey and the Queen interested in reconciling the current misunderstanding has sent me to see if things can be cleared up," Rowan said with a chuckle. "She is concerned with how her last meeting went with you and is concerned that your current action may have placed both sides in an unattainable situation which she has asked me to help rectify to the best of my limited abilities."

Rowan pauses to survey the room to see where the other Lords and Lady Stark are standing.

[The Smith]

"My Current Action? What has the Queen trumped up against me now?" Tyberion sighed as if disappointed.