~wakes up face down upon the hearth~ Where in seven hell’s am I? One to many tankards, I’d say. Me thinks it’s high time I got out of this place, the open sea awaits. ~yells in the wildlings direction~ Red, […]

~I kick in the door of the old tavern, and call out for a tankard~ “Wench, a tankard for the Queen of the Iron Islands!” . “Ahh, ain’t this motley bunch” ~ I sit at a table, leaning back in my chair and rest […]