Daeron's Adventure (traveling thread)

[Flex]

After his two guests arrive at Highgarden, Daeron, his two sellswords and the men leave for Silverhill.

[Flex]

Daeron turns to his two noble companions as they see the mountains in the distance. "What say you, friends? Where do we go from here?"

[The Stranger]

Both men stared at Daeron confused. "I... I don't know milord, I rather thought you had something planned," Caswell says.

[Flex]

"Oh, simply asking for your valid opinion." He replied, sighing inwardly at the idiocy. "Personally I thought it would be best to seek out the nearest village. Have any of you ever ridden in this area?"

[The Stranger]

They shook their heads, "I've got to be honest with you, I've not idea where to find this beast your grace," Caswell said, "but the nearest village seems a good idea."

[Flex]

Daeron nods. "Then there we shall ride." He said, kicking his mare into a canter.

[The Stranger]

his companions follow along behind, unsure of what awaits them.

They reach the nearest village not long before nightfall.

[Flex]

Daeron leads his horse to the nearest stable and keeps a look out for a tavern.

[The Stranger]

There is no stables nor tavern as this is a small village. There are perhaps eight households, all ramshackled wood and sod houses.

[Flex]

Daeron grumbles to himself, ties his horses reign's to a fence, tells Codd to make sure it doesn't get loose and knocks on the door of the nearest house, should it have one.

[The Stranger]

The house does in fact have a door. There is a sound of startled movement inside, and a gruff voice.

"Who is it! What do you want?"

[Flex]

"Prince Daeron Targaryen, open the door." He replied in a friendly enough voice.

[The Stranger]

"Fuck off!" comes the reply.

[Flex]

"I'm hunting the man known as the Golem." He says, knocking again, this time harder. "I am seeking information."

[The Stranger]

"Don't know anything about no Golem! You go away now!" came the reply.