Bardy replied to the tall, weathered Northerner, keeping one eye on him and the other on the door, “So, it is you who stab the Lannister scout? Good reason you had, I’m sure there’s no doubt. I hope there’s no […]

Bardy sees Gendry and Talisa return.
“What have we here?
Your face carries fear.
Did you see a ghost?
Come tell your host,
And tell your story sincere.”
Blacksmith! You’re armed!
Is there cause for […]

“I see you like Carrlos’ song. A funny song indeed. It is an ancient battle song from the Free Cities. Soldiers sing it to keep their thoughts from dying,” Bardy told her. “It is a tale of a young man who […]

Bardy approaches the young couple with two horns of ale, “Pardon the intrution, I believe I owe you an apology milady.” The barkeep hands Talisa and Gendry the horns of ale. “You have truly showed your skills […]

“As you wish milady. You may use my private chambers. Margorie will show you the way. But the blacksmith stays with me, there is much we must do here, and what am I to tell the Lannister men when they come for […]

Bardy takes the bucket of water and the extra dressings from Margorie, holding them in one hand. With his other hand, he rubs his palm down Margorie’s face. “Go clean yourself, girl,” he tells her, […]

Bardy answers both Talisa and Gendry in kind. “Milady, these men are not with the Lannister man, they are friends of ours. I enlisted their help to bring him to you. They know no more of this man than you do. But […]

Bardy burst through the door of the room with three men in tow, two of them carrying the other. The injured man had a dagger sticking out of the top of his head. “Blacksmith !,” Bardy exclaimed, “release the […]

Bardy notices the obvious energy between Gendry the Blacksmith and the foriegn girl who claims to have knowledge of medicine. However, Gendy’s needs and Bardy’s needs are not the same. “Young lady, Talisa, you […]

Bardy, having finished his business with the Salt Queen, saundered over to Gendry, near the bar. “Beware Blacksmith, you don’t know this Miss. She may hide a blade under her pillow,
Or mayhaps, she already has […]

“You’re on your own Blacksmith!” Bardy yelled to Gendry, “I’m a little busy here !” he continued, still engaged with Asha of House Greyjoy. “If you need to know what to do with the lady, you’re beyond what […]

Then, turning his full attention to Asha, Bardy says out loud, with a bit of flare and rhythm:
I’d be more apt
To serve you ale from my tap
If you’d be so kind
To pay me some mind.
I may sing you a song
Or […]

Bardy, stiill not taking his eyes off the Iron Islander, says to Ygritte, without turning his head, “As you say wildling, just as soon as THIS ONE removes her boots from my table. I ask very little of my patrons, […]

Bardy approached the table, at which the self-proclaimed Queen of The Iron Islands had sat. “Pardon me… milady,” Bardy said, unsure that he had chosen the right word,”my name is Bardy, I am the proprietor of […]