[Day 2, MN]Tricks and Taunts[Sort of Closed]

[Theomore Tullison]

Raff entered the drunken huntsman not long after Theomore had left the building, posing as Pypar the squire once again, having lingered outside to know when to make his own entrance. "
Hamish my newest friend, you started the drinking without me?"
he complains in a friendly tone before making note of the knight. "
And this must be the famous Ser Benjen?"
admiration in his voice. "
Hamish told me a great deal about you, good ser, it would be my honor to meet such a formidable knight. Oh, but were are my manners! Pray forgive me, Pypar is my name, but everyone just calls me Pyp."



OOC:As usual, Raff doesn't like recognition [url=Disguise][/url]: 5d6k4 19

[Reader]

Raff spots the same three knight from the night before, but once more only the man from the Reaches seems to pay him any heed.

Hamish enthusiastically calls for more drinks, but Ser Benjen appears too focused on drinking for greetings.

[Theomore Tullison]

"
So, did you go hunting today?"
Raff asks of Hamish.

[Reader]

"
That we did! A good haul was taken,"
says Hamish. "
A fuckin' good haul."


This seems to rouse Se Benjen.

"
Now to hunt a different sort of prey."


Great cheers go up from his thirsty men, and more ale is sunk.

[Theomore Tullison]

"
That so?"
Raff seems quite excited to have the attention of the great furious Frey, his eyes following the man's gaze, responding with a guttural sound of understanding. "
Ah, serving girls...best not disturb her work, ser. Innkeepers won't like it, and then she'll be in trouble...but not that long till her shift is over, I think, the crowd is thinning out."

[Reader]

"
I'd be a damned fool to wrong the innkeeper this early in the tourney,"
smiles Ser Benjen, beerily. "
Good things come to those who wait..."

[Theomore Tullison]

"
They do indeed, ser"
Raff finds pleasure in acting the sycophant, ordering a round of proper stuff, just to make sure that Benjen won`t sober up anytime soon, himself drinking so sparingly as he dares, getting drunk would not do, but putting a damper on the mood would be worse, luckily, one need not be drunk to act in the same high spirits as the rest.

He bides his time, waiting for the room to thin out to the point where the serving girl will likely be given leave to retire very soon, then Raff plants the seed in the soil that he and ser had prepared for this night. "
I think I know her type ser, the sort of girl who likes a strong man that knows what he wants, and takes it without asking...someone that will not accept a no for an answer."
he whispers to Benjen.

As the girl does say goodnight to the innkeep, Raff stands up and then alerts Benjen to the fact, holding him back for just long enough that the best distance for shadowing is provided to him "
She will lead you right to her bed, ser. Good luck, but you won`t be needing it I think"
. Then he heads over to the innkeeper to ask whether he has something special hidden away under the bar, hoping to distract the innkeeper from noticing what`s about to happen.

[Reader]

[OOC: /scene after lots of rolls and roleplay in various threads and via PM. A dark scheme comes to fruition, but to what end?]

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