[Day 4, EN] We drank we fought we made our ancestors proud

[Dunstan Tullison]

OOC: Traditional Inn Open for all thread.

"
I charged and just about as he slammed the lance in me, I quickly managed to avoid the blow and with just one MONSTROUS thrust knocked him off the horse! Oh it was great, it was like nothing I ever experienced!"
Dunstan was boasting to his friends from the Inn and paying drinks. Small Jon and Asten listened and drank and the tavern girl kept bringing new pichers of fresh ale.

"
When you sit down you see you have to feel the weight..."
the young Lord went on and on.

[Ser Jorah Holt]

Ser Jorah entered the inn, walking slightly more stiffly than normal from a powerful hit he took in his second round match. Looking around, he noticed Lord Tullison holding court. It was time for him to be more sociable.

"
My Lord Tullison, how are you enjoying your first tournament?"

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
Hail Ser Holt!"
Dunstan was in a visibly good mood.

"
Sit down please, I was just telling the lads how I almost unhorsed the legendary Ser Garibald the Grey! Oh it was quite a match!"
, some might even find the young Lord's enthusiasm annoying.

"
How did you go?"

[Ser Jorah Holt]

Ser Jorah was getting used to the enthusiasm by now, though others seemed less so;
so far the Lord had avoided injury. The first one might temper him a little bit. It would be interesting to see how he fared in the melee.

"
You learn an awful lot about your abilities in your first tournament. I am sure that you will be even stronger at the next one. Mayhap I might face him next. From our encounters in the past, it would be a fairly even encounter.

I unseated Ser Heward Storm, who unfortunately was injured quite badly, though not as badly as others so far. I also unseated Ser Harrold Drake. Now that was a contest. Sometimes, it really is a matter of inches that decides these matches."

[Reader]

Several patrons seemed excited by Ser Jorah's presence, and send over a drink in his honour.

"
They say Ser Harrold will follow his old master Ser Steffon on to the kingsguard, but maybe they should look North instead? Well ridden Ser!"
shout the group of Tully men at arms.

[Ser Jorah Holt]

Ser Jorah took the drink and saluted the patrons for their gracious words.

"
I thank you.Tomorrow will see some more fine jousting. I hope to hear your fine voices when next I ride."

ooc
Now there is a thought :;
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[Reader]

"
As long as you're not riding against the red and blue of House Tully my coin will be on you Ser Jorah,"
promises one of the men at arms.

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
... to Ser Jorah"
Dunstan joined the chants.

"
Aye, and Ser Jorah follows the Seven, we ,met in the Sept before! He would make a fine white cloak indeed!"

[Athelstan]

Athelstan opens the door and a like a passing wave silence and looks take over the ambient for just a moment, and then turned into like lapping waves hitting the side of the boat, just background noise for Athelstan and with a smiles he sits at a stool and orders a drink, while taking a quick look at the guest, noticing lord Dunstan another one I would have been hamstrung to not kill and fight halfhearted, no one is safe now, no one to protect you if you ever raise a sword against me again. sipping of his drink and looking at one or two more he has met before Ser Jorah he will be a tough match sinking himself back into his drink listening to the conversations around him.

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
Kinslayer"
Dunstan mumbles to his chin as Athelstan walks in. Not long ago they were drinking at the same table but now Dunstan could barely share the same room.

Two guards approach and sit down as well, keeping a close eye at him. Dunstan squeezes the mug tightly but does nothing else.

In need of a change of subject he leans over to the common folk and says

"
Spread the word please, Lord Dunstan Tullison pays a silver stag for anyone with any useful info on the recent Benjen Frey raping scandal."

[Athelstan]

Athelstan let's go of a mocking laughter and shakes his head drinking happy "
I see that's how the lord get witnesses for their trials, you pay enough offer protection and they talk"
looking into his mug "
Why don't you ask the two parties involved their say, before you convict the Frey with what has already been told I assume my lord?"
looking at Dunstan "
My apologies, if I have offended you my lord"
with a half mocking bow to lord Dunstan"
and a serious face not saying a word they are so cowards they rally men with coin to serve their schemes, and they call themselves righteous, what a fucking farce and Athelstan will gladly here how this plays out watch and learn.

[Ser Jorah Holt]

"
... to Ser Jorah"
Dunstan joined the chants.

"
Aye, and Ser Jorah follows the Seven, we ,met in the Sept before! He would make a fine white cloak indeed!"

Ser Jorah laughed slightly, lifting his mug to the crowd, shrugging back the cloak he always wore, but in his mind, maybe he thought, his thoughts drawn to the possibility.

Then Athelstan entered the inn and the mood changed slightly. Leaning over to Lord Dunstan, he quietly asked,"
What do you make of him?"

[Dunstan Tullison]

Dunstan turns around and gives Athlestan a mean look, with one eyebrow raised.

"
I do not speak with Kinslayers, ironborn."
is all he says before turning back to Ser Jorah and the common folk at the table.

To Ser Jorah, "
He showed what he is made of when he raised arm at his own kin. No further actions or words needed. The Seven judged him and I trust their judgment."

[Athelstan]

Athelstan shrugs "
Aye, judged by gods not my own, but I'll relent there is no point of speaking of such matters, I don't want to break the peace and something else while I'm here, but I will aid your plight, 10 silver stags, to whomever help my lord with the scandal"
shaking his hand in the air dissing them off like flies over a plate of food which brought him to order some good salted pork for himself and another drink.

[Benedict Marsten]

Ben enters the inn with a Tullison guard who appears out of breath and trying to relay something to him through exhales.

[Ser Jorah Holt]

"
And yet, the judgement was that he lose his eye only. He has proved to be strong and courageous and he follows different gods to us. He has taken his punishment. Let us see if that will be enough."

[Athelstan]

Athelstan finished his food "
I feel a bit unwelcome and do not wish to trouble my lord"
with a mocking bow "
I will take my leave now"
just before he exists "
I have a better offer, Instead of 10 silver stags for information on Benjen Frey, I offer one gold dragon of information on Lord Dunstan Tullison activities and scandalous occurrences that he has tried to maintain hidden, after all it would be a bad thing for a man so devout to cheat the seven, and also to be fair to lord Benjen since at least I do it in your face and not behind his back without talking to him first."
shrugging his shoulder "
I will only pay for the best information, not to everyone so dig well and find yourself a golden dragon in your hand"
leaving ignoring any reply that may come pompous bastard thought me guilty before the fight, I won't let them get another man like they got me without fair trail.

[Benedict Marsten]

Ben halts the guards talking. His hand going to his sword hilt as he sees Athlestan stand to address the room about Dunstan. When he begins to exit his hand falls back to his side. He steps aside to let Athlestan exits.

[Dunstan Tullison]

Dunstan shrugs, "
It seems like the kinslayer is a madman too. Anyway let's drink in peace now that he is gone!"


Thought of Marei did cross him, but he calmed down as he realized the worst thing that could happen is smallfolk talking how a Lord likes to lay with one of his servants.

Which Lord doesn't, Dunstan thinks and chuckles, that's why it's good to be a Lord. He doesn't mean that of course, but likes to tell jokes to himself inside his own head often.

[Benedict Marsten]

Ben approaches Dunstans table skipping the regular pleasantries he normally exchanges with the regulars. "
My lord I am glad that ended without incident."
He bows to Dunstan seeming a bit nervous. "
If I may speak with you in private for a moment?"


At spotting Ser Jorah he nods. "
Well fought today, Ser."

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
Ben! Of course, let's step outside. Pardon me Ser, we will be right back."
he says and stands up, apologizing to Ser Jorah.

Stepping out he says to Ben"
Yes, for a moment I thought he would just charge me, you never know. What he did is awful enough - I have, well, a problem maybe.. But first, let's deal with your issue."

[Benedict Marsten]

It is easy for even Dunstan to see that Ben has a heavy weight on his shoulders. "
My Lord... Dunstan I have... met a girl. Well a woman. and..."
He takes a deep breath. "
She is no ordinary woman and I mean besides the fact that she makes me feel alive and I can not stop thinking of her. We knew each other long ago but only in passing really. It seems we have both aged and... have found in each other what we can not in others."

[Dunstan Tullison]

Dunstan notices Ben is nervous but does not understand why upon hearing the news.

''Those are great news Ben, why do I sense tension in your voice? We should be celebrating, inside. And planning a feast too, we should do that! Who is the lucky lady?'' He asks cheerfully.

[Benedict Marsten]

He smile appreciatively at his cousins enthusiasm. "
Lets just it. At this point I can not celebrate there are things that would need to be done for us to be together."
He pauses a sad look on his face. "
In order for me to be with her I would need to leave the service of House Tullison."

[Dunstan Tullison]

Smile vanishes from Dunstan's face.

"
Oh.."
he murmurs, "
I.. I am sad to hear that, was hoping you would come back with us."
Dunstan thinks for a while, scratching his chin

"
But you have to follow your heart, as do we all. I'm not gonna stop you from doing just that Ben."
he says still a bit saddened and whispers to his ear "
If there is anything I can do to help you please ask."

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