Re: Fire and Brimstone D5 (OPEN to all Mid evening)

[Athelstan]

"
I think the deaf one is you. I told you that I dont expect your lord to do this, but Just conform with you giving him counsel and be careful. With all do respect, I also don't give a fuck about greenlander honor and religion when is only used when its suitable, and no matter what I say or do would also not appease you or him."
Clearing his throat "
To be clear I wish you well and bear you no ill will, and I don't give a fuck of both your Houses problems as I don't consider myself one of them. Was that part clear enough, because I find myself repeating to much and its getting tiresome"
Athelstan show no anger in fact is all in a casual tone like its a normal conversation with nothing to it.

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
Hello there coz. Athelstan."
Dunstan says cheerfully, cheer being there due to wine and nice weather. Lean Paul stood by him, in an equally well mood.

"
Mind some company?"

[Benedict Marsten]

Ben can not help but smile. "
Athlestan Pyke, I cant help but to feel had we met at a different time under different circumstances we would have found a common ground and shared much rum and many stories."
Ben nods his agreement to Athlestan's words. "
What is dead can never die... my people know of the Ironborn even in the Bite. Good evening to you and may the Drowned God watch over you and yours in your troubles."

[Benedict Marsten]

"
Hello my Lord, I believe Athlestan and me have just concluded our talk unless he has anything farther to discuss?"
He looks from Dunstan to Athlestan.

[Dunstan Tullison]

"
What is dead may never die... but it's still dead isn't it? Never understood the point of that frankly. What does it matter if it cannot die once again when it's already dead?"


Dunstan shrugged and walked out, toward the Tullison pavilion, to finally grab a bite to eat.

/left

[Athelstan]

Athelstan was going to say something, but before he could reply lord Dunstan is long gone "
Guess that settles it then"
laughing hard "
No point in explaining that I suppose"
Athelstan still gives some extra words of for Ser Ben "
Be careful Ser Benedict, I believe the person behind lady Corrine gossiping will show it's self the moment the opportunity rises, and I would tell you the same I told Corrine, you have my shield if you ever wish to call upon me to aid you on something"

[Lady Corrine Marsten]

She lets her head fall sideways a little, almost to her shoulder before righting it in a complex little shruggy motion.

"
It feels a little petty of me now, as fun as it was. He's the lone emissary of his faith on these shores. There's courage in that, even if I can't accept his claims."
Gwyn frowns a little. "
I should probably apologize or something. It's the ladylike thing to do. Besides, I don't want him to be too angry to tell me about Essos."


Abruptly she focused on Corrine. "
What private matter, may I ask? Or...too private?"

"
I'm sure he won't be angry. He seems a reasonable man,"
Corrine reassured her cousin.

"
I was asking him to get Athelstan under control. He's been stirring up trouble for Dunstan, and harassing Ben, Baelon and I."

[Benedict Marsten]

Ben nods. "
Aye. May the winds be always at your back."
Then departs unless Athlestan has more words.

[Athelstan]

Atrhelstan bid Ser Ben farewell "
May the old ones always watch over you and yours"
waiting for everyone to leave no unless someone else wanted words with him, before he had words with Yoren...

[Gwyneth Drakeson]

"
I'm sure he won't be angry. He seems a reasonable man,"
Corrine reassured her cousin.

"
I was asking him to get Athelstan under control. He's been stirring up trouble for Dunstan, and harassing Ben, Baelon and I."

Gwyn frowned, confused. "
Harassing you about what? He already forfeited..."


She trailed off then and gave Corrine a funny look.

"
This isn't about those stupid rumors is it?"

[Lady Corrine Marsten]

"
I'm sure he won't be angry. He seems a reasonable man,"
Corrine reassured her cousin.

"
I was asking him to get Athelstan under control. He's been stirring up trouble for Dunstan, and harassing Ben, Baelon and I."

Gwyn frowned, confused. "
Harassing you about what? He already forfeited..."


She trailed off then and gave Corrine a funny look.

"
This isn't about those stupid rumors is it?"

Corrine shakes her head;


"
He just saunters up, complains anout Dunstan's behaviour regarding Benjen Frey, his lot in the trial, and how greenlanders are hypocrite scum, then quips that he doesn't care, and that I have his shield,"
she uttered the word with mock solemnity, "
if ever we have need of him. He never says what it is he wants, but just butts into conversations and tries to wind us up. It's the same thing each time with all of us, and he's yet to stop making veiled threats and tell anyone what he expects us to do."


She noticed then that, while she'd been speaking, her hands had clenched into fists.

"
Ugh, he makes me so angry. I wish he'd leave us alone. I managed to make a business deal with Yoren, who is much more reasonable, but if Athelstan carries on like this, I don't think I can trust him not to cause trouble, for his brother, his House, or us. I suppose the rumours bother me too. I told mother that I intended to ignore them, and they would likely pass. But that was when it was just about the "
moon eyes"
and such. The one I heard this morning, about he and I, was just... Ugh!"

[Yoren longshore]

Yoren sees that most of the crowd has left, so he goes back to staring into the flames, reflecting. He got people to come, but would it be enough? Kevan could just be busy, but he was but one of many who could dislike his philosophy... he looks around if anyone is still there to be talked to, in particular he did not see Daveth or Loreia walk away... as he looks for them he smiles to himself fishing a small cookie from his pocket. The Longshore cooks seemed to have forgotten his sleight of hand.

[Gwyneth Drakeson]

Gwyn waves the talk of rumors aside with a flap of her hand.

"
There's nothing smallfolk love more than jaw about some noble girl fallen into infamy,"
she says darkly. "
People who know better will look to your deeds, not the words of others, and they're the ones that matter most. But...what was this? You've made a deal with Yoren? About what? And what is the other one...Athelsten...talking about? Greenlander hypocrisy? He asked for trial by combat, and then yielded almost immediately! Not that I'm not appreciative, but how does that make anyone other than him a hypocrite?"

[Lady Corrine Marsten]

Gwyn waves the talk of rumors aside with a flap of her hand.

"
There's nothing smallfolk love more than jaw about some noble girl fallen into infamy,"
she says darkly. "
People who know better will look to your deeds, not the words of others, and they're the ones that matter most. But...what was this? You've made a deal with Yoren? About what? And what is the other one...Athelsten...talking about? Greenlander hypocrisy? He asked for trial by combat, and then yielded almost immediately! Not that I'm not appreciative, but how does that make anyone other than him a hypocrite?"

"
I know. He claims I forced him to yield by asking him not to kill Baelon if he won,"
Corrine replied, shaking her head in dismay. "
All Athelstans troubles are other people's fault, apparently. Nothing to do with him comitting murder."


She shrugs in resigned beeilderment.

"
As for Yoren, he offered us two units, for two months, to fight the clans;
one infantry, one bowmen, free of charge. They will be less well-trained, but his purpose is to have them gain experience. In exchange, he just wants friendship with House Marsten. I agreed, on the condition that neither he nor his men do anything to bring House Marsten into disrepute. He has assured me that his men will follow orders and be of use. If anyone from House Longshore causes trouble for us, it is written into our agreement that we may dismiss them immediately and withdraw our good faith."

[Loreia]

Yoren sees that most of the crowd has left, so he goes back to staring into the flames, reflecting. He got people to come, but would it be enough? Kevan could just be busy, but he was but one of many who could dislike his philosophy... he looks around if anyone is still there to be talked to, in particular he did not see Daveth or Loreia walk away... as he looks for them he smiles to himself fishing a small cookie from his pocket. The Longshore cooks seemed to have forgotten his sleight of hand.

"
See any stories in there?"


Loreia is at his back, facing away from the others to share a private word with the heir. "
You've gotten their attention, at least. Some of the boys like what you're sayin', but the men are tougher to read. In any case, the Old Way's all they know, and they've known it for a long time. Keep that in mind."

[Yoren longshore]

"
No stories, only flames."

"
I'm satisfied if only a few convert, I think that getting more than a few is more than I can hope for. How about you, what do you think?"
Yoren looks up from the flames towards Loreia, awaiting a reply.

[Loreia]

In response, Loreia adopts a solemn but personal tone. "
I believe my gods exist, Yoren. If R'hllor doesn't recognize their reign, I can't become one of His faithful."


But, I hope He guides and protects you. You'll need it."
After voicing her sentiment, she takes her leave.

[Yoren longshore]

Yoren looks at her as she walks, a strange look in his eyes.

[Daveth Coldbrook]

In response, Loreia adopts a solemn but personal tone. "
I believe my gods exist, Yoren. If R'hllor doesn't recognize their reign, I can't become one of His faithful."


But, I hope He guides and protects you. You'll need it."
After voicing her sentiment, she takes her leave.

Daveth leaves with Loreia, catching up with her after her private conversation, with a smile and a reassuring nod towards Yoren as he passes.

[Athelstan]

Athelstan continues to see the guests leaves waiting for Yoren to be done saying his goodbyes to them "
Yoren when your done with your guests we need to talk..."
worried and strict tone of voice.

[Yoren longshore]

Yoren smiles invitingly: "
please, sit down, I have all evening to talk."
He shuffles a little to make space on the makeshift bench he had, before asking: "
What's on your mind?"

[Athelstan]

"
First the bad Yoren, do you know what you have done other than startle the younger men today?"
seriousness in his tone "
I think you do not know the extent of your problem?"
drinking heavily and looking at Yoren impassive "
You just showed everyone here you worship your fire god, whose servants we prey upon. We reave on the Free Cities, and why knowledge you bring can be helpful this was... something you should have not done"

[Yoren longshore]

"
Many houses on the iron islands are worshipping the seven. The worship I bring is less foreign than the seven. The drowned god has a lot in common with R'hllor, more than what he has in common with the seven. With your help and that of our father, this will not be hard to do. The people will be able to follow the old way, like they gave allways been doing."
Yoren turns to face Athelstan completely: "
speaking of the old way, do you know where Naath lies?"

[Athelstan]

"
Many Houses, please do tell, I believe the Lord Reaper of Pyke will give a heavy purse to purge them of the Iron Islands, but your travel has addled your mind, the seven is worshiped by smallfolk, R'hllor that's a god for thralls, not the ironborn"
shaking his head in utter disbelief "
I know you wish to see others like you among ironborn, but you will only find your flock among the thralls."


Laughing "
The only common thing is that the Drowned God brought as fire, that is about the only coming thing they have. The difference is we use that fire to reave the Old Way"
drinking some more and raising his voice "
A man that does not worship the Drowned God cannot rule Yoren, no one can help you spread it's worship, unless you talk to the thralls and smallfolk which will just shun you, at least your friends chose kinder words to tell you that, but lord Dunstan was the only one to tell you the right words. You are now not fit for the Landhold seat unless you come back to worship the Drowned God Yoren, and even then you will be always the "
Thrall's God worshiper, the Tainted"
if you even do. No other Ironborn House will respect the Longshore if they don't out right see us as targets since we do not worship the Drowned God and our laws do not apply, specially the Drowned God's sacred law."

[Yoren longshore]

Yoren looks at Athelstan."
You know the ramifications for such an action, you know that no one would do such actions. I believe that the information would be next to useless for any man, possibly apart from the drowned men seeking to convert people."

Yoren shakes his head at the next piece of information his brother has. "
Counterfactual, a lot is similar. They both have but a single god. They both have a dualistic view with a god and an antithesis of this god. Read a little up on the matter and I'll be glad to talk with you."

"
Houses respect strength, not who they kneel to. Ask any ironborn present if what matters the most Is who someone kneels before!"

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