House Avalon

[Tallahar]

"Drinkin seems good." Maric goes back and gets his ale and drinks. Lookin at the big burly man, "Who do you think is the best Knight in the land?"

[Fel]

Sept 18, 2008 15:00:08 GMT -5 The Flint said:

"Where were you during this mummery? As she happens, I was at the trial at the time, back when I was wearing a lion's colors for Randal Lannister. Man got himself thrown out of a window for siding with them stupid Northern mutts. Woulda been a war bigger than a bunch of dumb reavers, you mark my words."

The tall man laughed mirthfully.

"Oh, you truely think Randal Lannister dead, do you my boy? No, no, no! The Toothless Lion set up the entire scenario between himself and the Lannisters of Kayce to fake his own murder, so that he could slip away from the splotlight of Westerosi politcs, and instead rule things from behind the scenes. Little do you know that our own Lord Hand Cedric Lannister, is nothing but a puppet in service of the mastermind Randal Lannister, carrying out his commands with strict obediance!"

[The Flint]

The man blinked... unsure if he was dealing with the genius or the insane. "I suppose you can prove that can ya?" He says, "Cause, I've got a dozen copper pennies which says you can't."

[The Flint]

The burly man shrugs, "I give a fuck for knights with their sers. Makes a lick of difference to me."

[Fel]

The tall man shook his head and gave a laboured sighed. "Of course there's no evidence just lying about, don't be a fool! We're talking about the secret masters of the kingdoms who spend their life staying hidden! Next you'll ask me to show you the proof that old Lyas Bolton is currently north of the Wall amassing a huge host of wildlings to sweep through our lands and kill us all, every man, woman and child! Some things can only be proven with one's own eyes, my good man."

[The Flint]

"You're a mad one, you is." The man replied scoffing.

[Fel]

"I wouldn't call me mad, if I were you. I'm one of Francis Varner's agents, and he rages when his spies are insulted. An apology would save you from being pushed down a flight of stairs by someone you thought you could trust, but you must say it quickly."

[The Flint]

The man laughs again, "Tell your stories to that Reach Knight. He's liable to believe 'em. Me, I got a head on me shoulders."

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The slender girl who was serving them drinks gave the burly man a quick look, then flashed a sweet smile to both the patrons, and left them alone.

[The Flint]

The burly looking thug doffs in imaginary hat towards the girl, and smiles a toothless smile.

Somewhere a thin knight with a wispy mustache waits impatiently.

[Fel]

"As you cascade down the stairs to your death, moments before the snap of your neck ends your life, do cast your thoughts back and remember that I warned you."

He then turns and approaches the Reach knight and whispers in his ear. "So, I suppose you have been getting the secret messages from Barret Tyrell announcing the new plans to seperate from King's Landing and reclaim the lands of the Far Reach for Highgarden and King Craych? Do not fear how I have come across the messages myself, I am a Reach loyalist, I support your cause!"

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The girl pattered down the hall on quiet feet and appeared at the thin knight's side. "Follow me," she said quietly.

[The Flint]

The thin knight played with his even thinner mustache before doing as requested.

[Deleted]

The girl led him away.

[Tallahar]

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A young Knight arrives at House Avalon and orders a mug of beer. After getting it he slowly drinks it looking at others in the main room.