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  1. #171
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    Re: (IC) Black Dragon Rising

    Ser Timon

    Timon listens intently, nodding or shaking his head in turn as he processes the flow of information. When Bass is finished, he whistles softly. "Let me get this straight - Lord Roote has disbanded his garrison and sent away both his sons, as well as all his remaining armed strength, and now holds this town with just five knights? I know Lord Roote's not a military-minded man, but neither is he a fool, and those are the actions of a fool. Has he gone mad? Is he being blackmailed? Or has he been bought?" Timon muses out loud, then stops again to massage his temples.

    "Alright Bass, you've certainly earned your keep this night. But there's a bonus in it for you if you can answer some more questions:
    First - you said that Lord Roote quarrelled with Dickfred. What was the quarrel about, and what reason did Lord Roote give his garrison for putting them on leave?
    Second - how long ago did he send away Robar?
    Third - you said that his lordship shows himself little these days. When was the last time that he was seen in public, and how did he appear then - anything out of the ordinary?
    Fourth - has the Fox been seen together with any of Lord Roote's knights?
    Fifth - Mychel Hayford. Is he here with any men of his own? And since you know who he is, I assume that he's not been terribly discreet in asking questions - is it likely the Fox and Lord Roote are aware of him?"

    OOC: Timon is willing to pay good silver for each point answered. As for where all the money's coming from, I'd like to suggest that Timon confiscated the coin they recovered from the bandits. To wit, "a minorly impressive sum of coin, amounting to eleven gold dragons and hundreds of silver stags". Unless these were clearly also counterfeit, Timon will have pocketed the gold dragons and enough silver to be generous with his bribes before departing for Lord Harroway's Town.

    Also, Timon still plans to ask Bass to find some extra eyes to keep an eye on the docks for him, but I want to get the questions about the state of the town and the disposition of the various players out of the way first.

  2. #172
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    Re: (IC) Black Dragon Rising

    Ser Timon

    “Well, the garrison is gone, but not gone gone. Lord Roote locked the armory and put the men to work on the docks, for a reduced salary. The river galleys and their crews are never far either.” You recall that House Roote keeps four or five small war galleys to guard against piracy, smuggling, and other nefariety. It also allows House Roote to choke the Trident in wartime, if necessary.

    Bass tucks the silver and gold you proffer somewhere beneath his smock, rather than in its outer pockets. “M’lord is neither fool nor madman nor blackmailed, as I see it. He and his sons have come to know every miscreant of any repute in this town. There are . . . understandings. Arrangements. The gutter rats sort themselves out more often than not, and they know how to carry spears as well. Half the vagabonds who ever came to sack the town turned away, and the other half buried their cocks in the Tower Street whores and never left.” Even so, you doubt the (wall-less and castle-less!) town could withstand an assault by trained soldiers. “Of course, it’s a bit much for five knights to keep up with. Things have fallen through the cracks. Tolls, duties, minor issues of justice and such. Slippage.”

    “Now your questions. As a simple fishmonger, I’m not privy to the twists and turns of the quarrel between Quincy and Dick. All I know is that voices were raised and Dick was sent to King’s Landing. The garrison was put on dock-duty on the pretense of needing extra labor, lack of lordly coin, and other rheumy excuses. Robar went not long after, perhaps four months ago, and two months after Dick left. Lord Quincy comes out to sit on his stoop some days and to walk Tower Street with his knights. I saw him no more than six days ago. He’s the same to my eyes; old and quiet and bookish. He rarely sends for me, but I talk to Gerold Whent monthly.” Ser Gerold Whent, the White Bat, is a man of substance. He is castellan of the town in Lord Roote’s absence, a veteran of half a hundred battles, including Redgrass Field, where he slew the famed Ser Aubrey Ambrose and captured the rebel banner. He’s a handful of years older than you, seasoned and strong. By rights, he could have been an officer of House Lothston, but chose to serve the Rootes instead.

    “Ahem, 'scuse me.” Bass spits into one of the reeking buckets. “I haven’t seen the Fox together with any of Lord Roote’s knights, and they haven’t seen fit to ask me of him. Hayford is alone and only showed up today, so I doubt Lord Roote knows of him. The Fox might know more than Roote, though it’s hard for me to say just how far that reaches. It may make no matter, as Hayford is not a shy man—always asking questions about rumors, plots against the crown, Blackfyres, and other shades of years yester. He might as well wear an eyepatch and quark like a raven. They’ll hear of him soon enough.”

    OOC: Sounds good as to the money. It’s not counterfeit or traitor’s coin, as far as Timon can tell.

  3. #173
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    Quinton

    The young man looks confused and almost a little scared as Lord Roote expounds on the necessity to know and understand one's lord. The talk of dying needlessly in a lord's service is certainly a bit unsettling given his present situation. When Lord Roote has finished, Quinton tries to respond. At first, his voices stutters a bit as he struggles to find the words. "I... I..." Then, after gulping down a bit of built-up saliva, the young boy gives Lord Roote a firm nod of the head to show his acknowledgement of the words, even if he doesn't fully understand or appreciate them. "I'll do my best to follow your advice, m'lord," Quinton tells the town's liege. "As you say, I'm doubt his concerns will ever be known to me, much less my own, but should it come to pass, I will keep my eyes and ears open."

    Quinton's eyes then drift back down towards the chits on the table. Eyeing the 'worthless fortune' for a moment or two, Quinton then looks back to Lord Roote with sudden curiosity, his face scrunching and his eyes narrowing. "What is it you will do with the miller, m'lord?" Quinton asks. "I ask your forgiveness in my questions... but, it just now struck me why such a man would take on such a task. Why would he need to print such things? It seems needless to me... why not just use the King's coin?"
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    Re: (IC) Black Dragon Rising

    Ser Timon

    So, Quincy Roote and his sons came to an "arrangement" with the local thugs and crooks. And then both sons leave in a hurry and Quincy disbands the garrison - the garrison Robar commanded. A dispute over the depths of the "arrangement" perhaps? Or a dispute over the disposition of whatever benefits the Rootes were accruing from the deal? And if his lordship is prepared to give the scum of his domain the run of the town, has he also come to an "arrangement" with Quickfinger? I must tread carefully here, Timon thinks to himself.

    "Alright, how Lord Roote chooses to run his town is no concern of mine," Timon grunts in reply. "I'm only interested in Joren the Fox, and as it happens, I believe I have just the bait to draw him out. And for that, I need a little more help from you, Bass. I expect Joren to head for the docks within a few hours, and I intend to be waiting for him there with my lads, but I don't now exactly when he'll make his move, or how many men he'll bring. Therefore, I need eyes on him from now until he heads for the docks, and regular reports if possible. I also need a good place to hide at the docks - it needs to overlook the area well enough that me and my lads can spot Joren when he turns up and get to him quickly no matter which particular dock he goes to. Can you arrange that within the hour? In the meantime, I have to go see Lord Roote about permission to deliver the King's Justice in his town," Timon finishes with a tired smile.

    "Oh, and one more thing. The knight, Hayford. Can you let him know as discreetly as possible that if it's tales of treason he wants to hear, he should come and see me - alone - at Reedtown when my business here is concluded."

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