The Slug and Lettuce - 598AC

[Marie]

A tavern on the Kingsroad, rough west of Rosby. It caters fo all kinds of people but is not often frequented by the nobility other than lordlings aiming to drink too much and perhaps get into a braw.l

[Marie]

Benjen Blackfyre walked into the tavern. He'd left his horse outside but carried his purse and weapons with him. He looked about for the woman whose name and description he'd been given.

[The Smith]

Benjen sees her at a table. She is sitting in a dark corner and there is another short man at their table as well. Her chair is tilt far back, and both of her boots rest on the table. She wears a thin bravo sword at her belt, and a large, blue hat with a giant feather in it. You could barely see her red hair underneath.

[Marie]

He swaggered up to her table and sat opposite her.

"Greetings," he said. "My name is Blackfyre."

[The Smith]

She studied him from her perch, and nodded slowly, "I am Leiliana. It is a pleasure." Her pants were well made, and showed of her legs and butt very nicely, and her cleavage only hinted at, was still impressive. "Have a seat ser."

[Marie]

"Likewise," he said as he sat. "I heard you were pretty but you have surpassed your description, my lady."

[The Smith]

Leiliana nodded, "You are precisely described. Rather handsome, with a hint of danger in the eyes." She smiled, "This is my servant Wendel." She motions vaguely to the small man at the table. "I was told the crux of this mission is your responsibility, and I am just along to share the King's wisdom, and wants."

[Marie]

"You have the right of it. Have you travelled to the North before, my lady?"

[The Smith]

"No further then White Harbor, but it would be wise if we were not to visit that city. I believe I am still quite wanted there." She replied with a gentle smile.

[Marie]

"Hopefully we won't have to go to White Harbor," Benjen answered. "I will tell you more when we are further North,. In the meantime, you had better tell me about this visit to White Harbor. It will be useful to know who you know in the North."

[The Smith]

"I am not allowed to speak of it. Previous business for the King, and his Master of whispers Lord Bettley. I can assure you that it is tedious, and none of my contacts in White Harbor would admit to knowing me." She tittered.

[Marie]

"Alright. Never mind that, do you know anyone in the North worth knowing?" Benjen asked.

[The Smith]

"I do not. I am from Braavos originally, and most of the men I know live in the cities of your land, and the North has few of those." She smiled and twirled a strand of hair around her finger.

[Marie]

"Pity," said Benjen. "I hoped you might know someone who would be of use to us. I knowsome of the lords, myself, but Greywater Watch is a reclusive place and I never left it at all until I was nine years old and then only infrequently until I became a man grown. I am familiar with the ways of the North but I must admit there are some few people who mislike me because my father was a dragon."

[The Smith]

Leilianna nodded slowly, "Tis a shame you lived in such a deep, dark backwater of a place." Her smile was commiserating.