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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maester Luwin" data-source="post: 2574658" data-attributes="member: 23259">Session #2 Part 1 The next day after the attempted kidnapping of Jasson, Castle Winterfell looked like an anthill stirred with a stick. Pages were running to & from their Lords & their pavilions just outside of town. Laborers & carpenters finished the grandstands where the tilts will take place. Merchants & peddlers haggled with mercenaries & sellswords for this item & that. Smallfolk wagered for his favorite champion & argued his merits. Through all of this Lord Artos traveled with the purpose of the Implacable. His destination was clearly in sight. There was no mistaking the “flayed man on the blood red field”. The banner of House Bolton blew briskly in the strong northern wind. The pavilion was quite large Artos noted, striped red, white, & pink. A knot of freeriders huddled just outside the huge tent. Upon seeing Artos, they made way for the nobleman. Some bowed & others merely nodded. Artos walked by without a backwards glance. At the pavilion’s opening Artos said “Ronnel Bolton I would have a word with you.” Suddenly the opening was filled with the gigantic form of Ser Cregan Snow. Even without his armor he was enormous! Artos was a finger width above six feet himself & broad of chest with arms of a swordsman but even he must look up to the man dubbed “The Wall!” The large man just looked down with his queer, almost disturbing ice blue eyes. White hair fell to his shoulders. His face was impassive, giving no hint of emotion. Artos was about to speak when a almost sardonic voice spoke up “Oh do let Lord Stark in Ser Cregan, the least you can do after he provided for your merriment yesterday eve,” Without a word Ser Cregan stepped aside & Artos pushed his way in. Without looking back & with a voice used to command Artos said “Close the flap Wall! What I have to say will not go beyond this place” A small smile crept upon his lips as he stated “You know of my honesty Ronnel.” * (1) Ronnel Bolton did not even look up as he broke his fast & merely nodded with his mouth full. Artos continued “What is said here stays between you, me, & the Wall.” Artos paused for only a moment without interruption from either man & said “I have a proposition for you… the both of you. I only ask that you answer my questions honestly.” At this Ronnel looked up from his meal & Ser Cregan only snorted. Artos stated “The proposition & the questions are both simple enough. The proposition is I need good swords for I travel north to find the truth of this wildling king, Raymun. Those that ride with me will find the chance for both glory & great reward. I have need of you Ronnel & of you Ser Cregan!” Notes: 1.) Lord Artos split his Rep as follows: +1 honesty; +1 loyal, +1 Implacable. Will post more later. Maester Luwin</blockquote>

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