Streets of King's Landing

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Willem Cuy walked the streets frantically, asking anyone and everyone if they knew Lord Evergreen and where he could find him, but nobody knew. Finally, he went to the cluster of tents and roused the men from Sunflower Hall that had come to King's Landing on two ships.

"Ser Jeremy," he told the captain of the guards, "my father is being cheated at some... whorehouse. We must go help him."

"What's this, lad? Your father doesn't deal with whores," Jeremy said dubiously.

Sighing in frustration, Willem went into the entire story for the man's benefit who grew serious by the end of it.

"Men, grab your swords and shield. Our Lord needs us."

100 strong, the men marched through the streets, towards the House of Feathers.

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Ser Jeremy Falls spotted a gold cloak talking with a young woman outside a brothel. "Hello!" Jeremy said, hailing the man. "Bring me a captain of your order. I need to speak to him at once."

[The Stranger]

Seeing the armed men, the man's eyes grew wide. "Stay right here, and don't go anywhere!" He shouts, more out of concern, than in command, and he scuttles off, to find someone in charge.

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Ser Jeremy orders for their small host to halt.

[edricdayne]

A tough looking man appears, who walks up to Ser Jeremy. "Ser Blane Langward, Captain of the Mud Gate. Whats the problem?" He asked, eyeing all the armed guards.

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Ser Jeremy turns and ushers Willem Cuy forward. "Ser, well met. I believe we have a bit of a... problem. This may sound strange, but the heir to Sunflower Hall, Ser Edric Cuy, has actually been made captive by a thieving whore house. The House of .... something," Jeremy says.

"House of Feathers," Willem says darkly.

[edricdayne]

Ser Blane looked at the men confused, before laughing. "A young lord got himself trapped by a bunch o' whores? Probably didn't pay." He walked a few steps away, composing himself. He returned, his face blank.

"I wont have trouble in my city, I insist that your men return to their camp, the Gold Cloaks can take care of this."

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Ser Jeremy bristled at Ser Blane's words. "He didn't get trapped, Ser. And the bill was paid. Ser Edric wasn't even the man using the ... services. If you aren't going to take your duty any more serious than this, I can't trust you to take care of things. So either get sober and do you duty, or get the fuck out of my way, ser."

[edricdayne]

Ser Blane nodded. "I am serious enough, Ser. My response helped me gather information from you, did it not? Do not look at me so." He turned around and waved numerous Gold Cloaks forward, perhaps a dozen.

"You two Sers," He said pointed to Jeremy and Willem, "come with us. We'll get this sorted out right away. I never liked the House of Feathers, far too dark and sneaky."

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Jeremy nodded, much more pleased with this second response than he had been with the first. Speaking to another guard, he told them to wait outside the walls until they received further word. The men marched off the way they had came, and Ser Jeremy and Willem turned to follow the captain.

[edricdayne]

Ser Blane led the dozen Gold Cloaks and Ser Jeremy and Willem down the street.

[Fel]

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Ser Marq and a few other Reachmen come across Ser William Tyrell as he is out on patrol in his new goldcloaks uniform.

Marq can not stop laughing when he sees William. He desperately gasps for air between hoots and laughs, as tears run down his red face.

[Tallahar]

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"So Megara what lies has your brother told you about me?"

[Viea Greyjoy]

"Lies? He said that you were an honerable man. Should I be worried now you've said its a lie?"

[Tallahar]

William thinks for a second, "If he believes I am honorable I guess it's true. In truth I am just a Knight like any other."