AGOT - Winter is Coming - Solo - Chapter 1 & 2

Ser Arey nods at you for a moment. "Thank you for the compliment. We are strong as our name. As for the tourney that is another matter." He states and then sips some of his drink.

"I do not like tourney's I think they are waste of time. Boys wanting to be men and men wanting to be boys. If men wish to fight let there be a battle. The few of us that sit here are the ones that know what it means to fight in a battle. We have fought Ironman raiders and skirmished with the Tully's. We don't get dressed up and fight a fake fight." Ser Arey says. You can tell he had disgust for tourneys.

"Unfortuneately I have to fight. My good lord has chosen us to be on his side during the melee. So I will have to raise my fake sword against others. The one good thing I have going for me is Ser Devan will be nearby." The four of them are laughing, Brandon joins in for good measure.

Ser Devan leans over as the others discuss some other matter. "My brother Ser Tybolt is not known for being the smartest or strongest. He cares more for clothing and fashion. He leaves most of the martial concerns to myself and Ser Arey. Everyone has there uses." He says the last bit shrugging his shoulders. "As I said before you and I are more alike than either of us thinks."

A few moments pass and Ser Devan goes back to the conversation. As you sitting there paying attention to the conversation about Ser Arey fighting Ironmen Brandon nudges you. As you look to see what he wants, he nods towards a side tent near the large pavalion tent.

You see Tanya Redwyne walking besides a older Bravossi man. They appear to be in deep conversation, discussing who knows what. She does not appear to see you amongst the men sitting at the table. She continues walking towards a tent that appears to be for House Redwyne.
 

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Karrwin nodded as the two men spoke. Maybe all southroners are not as bad as I thought. These two men seemed sensible enough and the young man felt himself drawn to them. Maybe they will be allies in the days ahead.

"I share your view of tourneys, Ser," Karrwin says to Arey. "I'm sure you will do well in this one despite your distaste."

To Devan he says, "I believe you may be right, Ser. I think we may have a lot to talk about in the next few days."

All other thoughts are forgotten when Karrwin sees Tanya. It had been awhile since he had seen her and she was even more beautiful now. He stared at her, hardly seeing the man walking next to her, or anything else for that matter. For a moment, he forgets everything else. As she gets closer to the tent, he comes to his senses.

Standing up, Karrwin says, "Gentlemen, it has been a pleasure, but you'll have to excuse me." He walks quickly toward Tanya and the Braavosi.

"Tanya," he calls out, waving to get her attention.
 

Arey looks at you for a moment and then smiles "You have never seen Ser Tybolt fight. We are doomed. I will spend more time looking over my shoulder. I should be a man of the Kingsguard as much as I have to protect the good Ser Tybolt. I expect to last long enough to place second to last if we are lucky." most laugh at his remarks.

Arey continues "Surely you have seen ironman raiders and wildlings from over the wall. These men fight to survive. Southerners fight to be pretty and win titles."

Ser Devan nods at your comment.

As you stand and move off. Brandon covers your quick exit, you here him making one of his graceful lies sound real.

As you move closer to Tanya you see at first she did not see you, but as you start to have she finishes her conversation with the Bravossi. She nods quickly to him and he walks off. The look on his face is one of perplexment.

As you finally get close enough to talk you realize you are only about 10-12 feet from the House Redwyne tent. Two guards in full armor and weaponary stand near the entrance to the tent. As you approach closer they seem to watch you both very closely.

Tanya gives a slight bow as you stand before her. "Karrwin, I heard there was a Stark representative here. I am glad to see it is you, I thought Ser Atros would come." She blushes a little as she talks to you.
 

Karrwin returns the bow. "Uh, no, it was me, uh, I mean my father, uhmmm, chose me." Damn me for a fool, Karrwin curses to himself. A whole gamut of emotions play through his head. What do I say, so I don't sound like a Mummer's farce? Thinking that whatever he would say, it would be easier without the Redwyne guards glaring holes in him, he finally asks Tanya, "Uhh, do you think we could, uhm, would you like to walk with me, my lady?"
 

She giggles when you stammer. She blushes even more when you mention asking her to walk. She nods. "Wait a moment. It would be inappropriate of me to walk off alone with you." She says and walks back to the tent. Leaving you and the guards standing there.

As you wait Tyler walks up. "Forgive the intrusion but you are needed when you are done here, my Lord. Eon and Jeremiah have news for you." As the last bit exits his mouth Tanya walks out of the tent with a few ladies and two guards.

She walks up to you. "These are my ladies-in-waiting they shall accompany us. Your guards may walk behind us and mine shall lead." she states.

Her guards move ahead. They are dressed more practical and not so heavy. They appear to be able enough. A few of the ladies take Tyler's hand and move ahead of the two of you. A few of the other ladies grab Brandon's hand and move behind you. Brandon smiles at the sight of three ladies doting upon him, he winks at you when you look behind you. You notice you are in the middle of the group, protected from both sides and both guards.

"You wished to walk where would you like to go? There is a beautiful stream not far from here." Tanya says. "I cannot be gone to long. I must get ready for later."

As you start to move Ser Devan notices your group, he seems to nod in approval as you walk by the tent. The others don't seem to notice.
 

Karrwin shifts his feet, embarrassed at Tanya's giggling. Of course it would be inappropriate, he thought. Why can't I think clearly around her?

He nods at Tyler's message. Of course, my duty. I probably have taken too much of a break all ready. But I am not going to miss a chance to see Tanya.

Karrwin manages a smile when Tanya comes back and offers her a compliment on her looks. It doesn't come out as smoothly as he would have liked, but he managed to say it without too much stammering. Seeing Brandon's wink, he shakes his head and turns his attention back to the woman at his side.

"Uh, the stream sounds fine to me. Unfortunately, I have pressing matters, as well, and can't be gone for long, but, uhmmm, at least we have, uh, a few minutes to talk.

"How have you been?"
 

As you start your walk Tanya slowly slips her arm around yours. She nods at you. "I have been well. Felesto says my studies are almost complete, when I am finished father says I may go to King's Landing and live. I look forward to the court."

"And you? You look well. Since the last time I saw you have gained some weight. It fits you well. You look more and more fit everyday."

"When last we talked I had the feeling you felt uncertain of your future. It is good to see your father has sent you south, otherwise I am not sure I would have a chance to see you for many a year."

She raises her voice ever so slightly so those around her can hear. "I see Lord Fossoway has assigned you Tyler. He is able, smart, and loyal. When he is not off chasing the women." The ladies in front start giggling. You can see Tyler lower his head and even from behind you can see Tyler is blushing.

"And good Brandon Manderly, the man some ladies say will steal your heart and then walk away with it." She looks over her shoulder at Brandon. You see he grins and beams with pride at being mentioned.

You slowly make your way to the south. You can see the clearing that the tourney takes place in slowly lowers to a stream and group of trees. The sun is shining and birds are flying. For a while it almost seems you can forget the worries of the world.

The group slowly makes its way down towards the stream making its way through the tourney field and back towards the tents. As the group slowly makes it way back to the tents a small group of horsed riders approaches the group. At first it is difficult to see who is approaching, with the dust rising from the horses and the sun in your eyes. But as the group finally makes way and is visible you see two riders in front wearing white cloaks and carrying solid white shields. And then on the shield of one of the riders is the black and red dragons of the King.

You recognize King Daeron upon a black charger. You also see Ser Rac Hewitt and Ser Ryen Corrington of the Kingsguard. Accompanying the King you can see the Hand, Lord Cedric Butterwell and Lord Bloodraven. Near the back of the group you see the Kings younger brother, Viserys. He obviously sees you with Tanya, you can see the hate in his eyes.

The group slowly kneels to the king and his entourage.

The King rides towards you and Tanya. "Lord Stark, I need to speak to you. Meet me at my tent when you return." He does not wait for a response and simply rides off.
 

"Gods," Karrwin mutters. "This keeps getting better and better." The youth kicks a rock into the stream. Duty is a mountain, death lighter than a feather.

"I would like to continue our conversation, my lady, but I don't believe the king will take it kindly if I make him wait. Shall we head back to your tent?" He poses it as a question, but at the same time starts walking back in that direction.
 

Tanya follows along "It would not be wise to keep the King waiting, besides I must be getting ready for later. I did enjoy our talk." You are able to speak a little more before you reach her tent. As you reach her tent she leans over and gives you a short kiss, before you can react she has already moved off and is walking into her tent.

Tyler walks over. "I will inform Jeremiah and Eon that you will be delayed."

Brandon stands nearby "I will accompany you, if you wish?" Standing behind Brandon are your two guards.
 

After Tanya has entered her tent, Karrwin grins like an idiot. He feels light on his feet and almost does a little dance. Realizing there are plenty of men around with eyes on him, his face colors in embarrassment. What am I thinking? I am a Stark of Winterfell. Still, she did kiss me.

Putting on his Lord's face, Karrwin looks at Tyler and Brandon. "Actually, Tyler, I want you with me. Brandon, why don't you go let Jeremiah and Eon know where I am. It shouldn't be long. I can't imagine that the King will have much to say to me. Let's go."

Stark turns and begins walking toward the King's tent.
 

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