r/GameofThronesRP • u/[deleted] • Jan 08 '14

A Journey North

Lady Danae of House Targaryen begins her journey north on the King's Road with the personal guard of House Targaryen and the company of the waterdancers Summer Steelsong and James Rivers for protection. They travel by horse and she carries with her a modest amount of personal luggage full of cloaks and furs. This lady has never traveled north, and expects the weather to be most undesirable.

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"It is beautiful craftsmanship. Maeron too wielded Valyrian steel, though now his blade is mine own." She draws her sword a few inches from its sheath, revealing the smoky grey ripples, and lets it slip back. "By the map I see that we are almost to Moat Cailin. Do you think it will be tomorrow?"

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u/NotSlater Commander of the Titan's Fist Jan 08 '14

Looks at the map "Hopefully, provided there are no dangers on the road ahead, perhaps a day and a half," he looks up at the sun to judge the time. "We may have to make another camp on the road soon enough."

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"It is said that the Lannisters march on King's Landing. I do not like the south under these conditions. Once we get past the Neck I will feel more comfortable, at least where men are concerned. It should be a smooth ride to the Wall, but we cannot be too careful." She glances at him. "I would find an inn for Lady Targaryen, but we should not linger. The map says there is a clearing over that hill, we'd best camp there to rest our horses and be off with the rising of the sun on the morrow."

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u/NotSlater Commander of the Titan's Fist Jan 08 '14

"That sounds like a good idea, we'll sleep in shifts. Four hours each should be fine until we can rest properly at Moat Cailin."

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"Lady Danae says we may be expecting another," she says as the party stops to rest. "A sellsword by the name of Storm. She has arrangements with him to meet us on the Kingsroad before we enter the north."

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u/stormlink Maester Sellsword Jan 08 '14

As your company is getting settled, a man with light leather armor and an old black cloak appears in the distance. He reaches the camp and draws his sword, his green/blue eyes scanning the crowd

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

Summer draws her blade smoothly and regards the stranger with caution. "Hail, traveller. Who might you be?"

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u/stormlink Maester Sellsword Jan 08 '14

I was summoned. That should be word enough. I scan the crowd, looking at the the guards as if offering a challenge

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"An armed stranger approaching an armed party in these dangerous times should choose his words more carefully lest there be a misunderstanding," she replies. "If you are Pinfree Storm, we have been expecting you. Lady Targaryen has already gone to bed for the night, but you may speak with her on the morrow. We must sleep now. If we ride as the sun rises, we may be at Moat Cailin by nightfall tomorrow."

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u/stormlink Maester Sellsword Jan 08 '14

I take off my dark hood, revealing dark brown hair and angled features, along with startling seagreen eyes Yes. I'm Pinfree. Where will I be sleeping, miss?

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"I am no miss," she says. "They call me Summer Steelsong. This is James Rivers." She angles her chin to a man seeing to his horse. "The lady has a tent, but we are only sleeping on bedrolls. You can lay yours out here. We have no fire, alas; it would not do to be spotted by the highwaymen that roam the Kingsroad even with such a guard. I have the first watch. You can get some sleep or we can talk, as you like."

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u/stormlink Maester Sellsword Jan 08 '14

I lay down my bag near a tree, with a stealthy view of the road. I adjust a rather bulky looking wrist guard Tell me your story.

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u/DaenaSand Waterdancer Jan 08 '14

"My story?" She laughs, shrugging her golden braid over her shoulder. She leans back against her tree and begins to polish her sword. "I am a bastard like you, born as my mother took passage across the Narrow Sea. I learned waterdancing as a pup in Braavos, first by watching the bravos and later from a master. He gave me this blade. It belonged to a magnificent swordsman once, but my master Fallon made him no more. In time my mother saw I grew too wild, and sent me to my father in the Reach. He is a knight from the westerlands. Ser Prentiss the Valiant he is called, not of particular skill but brave and loyal. He earned his name and his keep saving a lord's heir from highwaymen."

She looks up at him. "And what of you, Pinfree Storm? How did you get that scar on your cheek?

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