Peril at Kings Landing

Peril At Kings Landing - The Trial of House Teamus

The party regroups at their tent. Jerick shows them a sealed letter with presumably the Fox Knight’s sigil. However, none of them can read it, as their literate members are sequestered. They decide to gamble and present the letter at the trial, not knowing what is in it, and head to bed.

Ironz: Ironz is put into chains and taken to the first level of dungeons, which lie below the Red Keep. The cell itself contains a high narrow window, some used dirty straw and unclean rushes, and a bucket in a corner to serve as a privy. Niter grows in patches on the wall. A guard has placed in the front of the cell, and there are some manacles on the wall. The guard motions to the manacles, looks at Ironz and says “Thems are for if you are rowdy, so be a good boy and keep it down.” He closes the door of four-inch-thick grey wood with iron studs set into walls made of the same pale red stone as the rest of the red keep. You hear the audible click of a lock. Ironz attempts to pick the lock, and is unsuccessful without tools. He then howls like a madman until he is chained to the wall.

Mason: Mason enters the room, and some bedclothes have been provided, along with clothing for the next day. Hot water has already been drawn into a bathtub. The room is very richly furnished, and is part of a large round, so it has no windows, just a door to the outer walkway (which is locked) and the far end coming to a wedge of the round pie. There is a book case to the left, a bed to the right, and candles everywhere.

He takes the book as Varys indicated. He sees a glint of metal in the bookcase behind where the book was. It appears to be a latch of some sort.

Mason flips the latch. He slowly lifts the latch, and the bookcase starts to swing towards him. It eerily makes no sound. He sees a small alcove, and a wooden wall in the stone, with a latch mechanism on it, except he sees it from the opposite side, as well as some hinges. The latch is on the same height as the latch on your book case.

Mason flips the second latch and the wall slowly opens outward, and some light shines through. You keep expecting to hear a creak of hinges, but someone obviously keeps them well oiled. Instead you hear low singing and humming, with occasional sobs, it is a sad song…. You enter the room, and see that you have stepped from behind another bookcase. Glancing around, you see a room very much like yours, except the bed has the clothing of a woman on it. You turn to see the tub near the bed, with someone in it with their back to you, someone with long blond hair! She seems to be singing to herself, but her song is very, very sorrowful.

Mason clears his throat, and Iris turns around, shocked and crouching in the tub, looking around for a weapon and threatening to scream for guards. Mason attempts to quiet her, but fumbles, and she screams bloody murder. He heads back into his room the way he came. The guards are heard tapping on the wall, then come next door to question Mason. They obviously think Iris is a nutcase, and withdraw.

Fifteen minutes later, Mason enters the room again, successfully calms down a fully clothed (and armed with a poker) Iris, and explains to her that his house is innocent for the most part. He suspects Ironz of the crimes, and guarantees that if Ironz is found guilty, he will be punished for it. Iris tends to believe Mason, but still has her guard up.

The next day:

You enter the Red Keep the next morning and proceed to enter the throne room through impressive doors of oak and bronze. The room runs north to south and has high, narrow windows in the eastern and western walls, so it shines with sunlight throughout the day. A tall door that acts as the king’s personal entrance and exit sits at the far end of the room, behind the throne.
The room is massive, large enough to accommodate upwards of a thousand seated people, and even more standing. However, there are barely a hundred gathered today. Many are smallfolk who are fans of Alix Maple, pages sent by nobles too busy to attend, and a few other notable individuals. Since it is common knowledge that everyone is required to stand when court is in session, that is enough bother to keep many of the passing curious away. Excepted from this requirement is the king, his family, and his small council, and today is no exception, as the small council has already gathered, as well as Queen Cersei. King Robert has yet to arrive.
At the head of the throne room, on a raised platform with narrow stairs, is the seat of power for the Seven Kingdoms, the Iron Throne. Using the flaming breath of his dragon, Balerion the Black Dread, Aegon the Conqueror ordered the beastly chair forged from the thousands of swords surrendered to him during the War of Conquest. The swords weren’t fully melted down to create the throne, so it’s pointy, uncomfortable, and dangerous – sitting back in the throne is impossible. Mad King Aerys cut himself on it so often that his court called him King Scab. It was Aegon’s opinion that no king should sit easily upon a throne, and the Iron Throne reflects that idea perfectly. That the chair is said to have killed a man serves as a reminder of both the chair’s significance and mystique.

In the front and center of the room on one side near the court are Mason and Ironz,who is ironically in irons, with two gold cloaks guarding him. His artisan’s garb seems out of place, here, and it looks unkempt with bits of mold and straw clinging to it. For once, he is not touching himself, unable to being chained hand to feet. On the other side of the room are Iris and Hayes. All are standing, and Hayes is talking to Iris in hushed tones. She seems to be not there, looking placidly at the wall as if considering something.

You take your place in the front row, and sit behind Mason. The high council, or what still is left of it, hardly reacts to your entrance.

Members of the party look around:

Small Council: The first chair on the left is empty, and it belongs to the Hand of the King. It is rumored that he has taken quite ill as of late.

Grand Maester Pycelle is seated next, and appears to be sleeping, his ostentatious chain glittering when he stirs.

The next chair is empty as well, and belongs to Lord Stannis Baratheon, who has disappeared without leave. Rumor is that he is on a secret mission for the king.

Next is Lord Renly Baratheon, Robert’s younger brother and Lord of Storm’s End. He holds the position of master of laws on the small council, and looks as dashing, handsome, charismatic, and full of smiles as ever. He appears to be playing with a royal goblet, now empty, while waiting for his brother to arrive.

Next to him is Lord Petyr Baelish, the master of coin, in front of him several bags of Gold Dragons. His small stature, and the fact that his family holdings are the smallest of the Fingers, have earned him the nickname “Littlefinger.” He was appointed by Jon Arryn, and his seemingly magical ability to produce coin out of thin air has made him indispensable, particularly given the king’s talent for spending it. He is slouched, looking bored, and making small talk with Renly.

On the end is Varys, an eunuch nicknamed “the Spider”, the master of whisperers and the king’s spymaster. He’s said to know everything worth knowing in and around the Seven Kingdoms and beyond, and many attribute his information gathering from “little birds” an almost magical ability.

The final member of the small council, not seated, is Ser Barristan Selmy, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. He stands in front and to the side of the Iron Throne. The legendary Barristan the Bold, widely considered one of the greatest living knights of the Seven Kingdoms and, in spite of his advancing age, Ser Barristan is still a formidable man. He served King Aerys, but he accepted Robert’s pardon and became Lord Commander under a new king. He stands ready, looking ever vigilant.

Cersei Lannister, not a member of the small council, sits in a small wooden throne next to the Iron Throne. She is the sole daughter of Tywin Lannister. Her marriage is one of political expediency, to strengthen the ties between House Baratheon and House Lannister. Some people wonder, though never aloud, where her loyalties lie. Her golden hair, green eyes, and curvaceous form make her a great beauty, and she uses her looks and her charms to their full advantage. She appears to be making catty looks of disapproval at Iris, who is completely oblivious to it.

The crowd gathered:

Tygor Wyl, one row behind you, seated patiently and alone.

On the opposite side, you see a heavily bandaged Edan Ward, sitting with Maester Ferris. Behind them are Naton and Marita Hunter, Marita still dressed in black. Naton is armed, and looks back at you with a frown. (Awareness check 12) Marita appears to be making eye contact now and again with someone seated behind you.

Behind them, but much farther back and near the center aisly, is Ruben Piper and his three sell-swords. Behind Tygor a few rows back, is Lady Orlanna, her husband Shreeve (who is asleep), and their daughter. Syrio Forel is seated behind them, and on the far left side of the same row is Maiyo Vierro, looking very sober.

You are shocked to see Neil Rivers bounce up behind Tygor’s row, and wave while saying “Hi father!! It’s me, Neil! I’m glad you locked up that mean old cook of yours, he really scared me when he trapped all of us in that hole! Thankfully, one of the gold cloaks later let us out, I know you sent them!! I’ve been trying to get to see you, but you’ve been hard to find, ya know? Anyways, I brought you a coin purse I lifted from deaf guy, here! This place is pretty big, huh? Bigger than any room I’ve ever been in. Can I sit with you? Is that your friend there? Where’s your cat? I heard you had a cat. Is it a fat tom? Some fresh mouth said you had a shadowcat, but I told him that he was daft. I started to box his ears, but he… ”Neil just keeps talking and talking and talking. Jerick motions him to be quiet, and assures him that the cook won’t be coming anywhere near him.

The rest of the attendees are unknown to you. You notice several gold cloaks in attendance, standing at the doors and scattered among the walls.

The room falls silent as the King enters, and everyone stands. Once the King sits on the throne, Cersei and the Small Council sit as well, but everyone else remains standing.
“I, King Robert, do announce this council in session. I regret Jon Arryn has taken ill as of late and cannot be present (the king does really look like he regrets that). Let the records show that Lord Stannis is not in attendance, which should allow this case to proceed in a timely fashion. (At that, Renly laughs). The case presented today, is the charge of murder at House Teamus on two counts. Joshua Latneau, and Langley Woods. Accusers are House Latneau and House Hunter, respectively. Before we continue on with the accuser’s proof, the council has some evidence of its own to present. Grand Maester Pycelle?”

The venerable Maester takes his time standing up, and addresses the hall. “My lords. Many visiting maesters and myself have spent most of the night investigating the dagger held by Ironz, and we have found that the phial contains a poison most foul. All tests confirm that it is most likely Tears of Lys, or something very similar. A very costly poison, and only obtainable in the Free Cities.” The old Maester then ponderously sits down.
“With that evidence presented, I now ask the accusers to present any persons or things which support their claims.”

Iris stands up. “Thank you, your majesty. I would like to say that when I was at the Jade Spring singing, Mason Teamus and Hayes visited us. I returned a note dropped by Mason to Alix Maple, which did not make any sense to me. But the more I thought about it, the ‘tears’ mentioned in the note so vaguely must have referred to the poison ‘Tears of Lys’. The person who wrote the note was obviously not from here, and spoke in the manner of the free cities, referring to “a man” when speaking of himself. I now see my error, as Alix Maple (she points at Alix) is also from the free cities, and most likely the supplier of the poison, whether unwittingly or no. However, he seems too honorable of a man to poison another, so I believe Ironz to be the actual murderer, for he is vile to look upon, unable to keep his hands from himself. He looks like one lacking of honor to use poison, though I shudder to think of him as my family’s cook. As for the cheldarro, this is a known Braavosi, er, drink, and also circumstantially incriminates Alix Maple. This is all the proof I have, your majesty.”
King Robert addresses Mason, “Did you drop such a note, and do you have it on your person?”

Alix gives the note to Mason, who presents it to Renly. Renly reads it aloud, and it mentions Marita, and seems to be from a denizen of the Free cities. Alix Maple denies it is him, but due to his WSL (Westerosi Second Language) issues, has problems processing his responses, making him look all the more guilty.

Littlefinger speaks up “This is very conclusive, my lady, but then, how trustworthy is the word of a runaway or a woman who tells lies for a living? I have spoken with courtesans before, and I find they are more likely to tell me what I want to hear than what I should hear. I am much more interested in hearing what Mr. Hunter has to say.”

At this, Iris flushes, and appears shamed. The King ignores the comment, and asks Mason how he pleads for his part in the murder of Joshua Latneau.

“Not Guilty”

He then asks Ironz if he pleads innocent or guilty for the charge of poisoning Joshua.


He then turns to Alix Maple, and asks him if supplied the poison that killed Joshua, or supplied the poisoned cheldarro which was delivered to Joshua’s tent.

“I did not.”

“Very well,” says Robert, “I will forego the charge of the murder of the smallfolk until this specific matter is resolved. Hayes Hunter, please speak your charges.”

Hayes steps forward. “Your majesty, the council, I have made some mistakes in my time, but associating myself with House Teamus was probably my greatest mistake. I can only assume that this ‘Tears of Lys‘ is a very expensive item, more expensive that the finest wine, and that there would be precious little here in King’s Landing. I also notice, that the house that stands to make the most money from the tournament is House Teamus, not to mention the rumor that they made quite a sum betting, specifically against the men who have died. They were seen entering Chattaya’s, making custom goblets, and throwing gold dragons around like they were coppers. Therefore House Teamus must be responsible in some way. I asked myself, but for what motive for killing Langley Woods? I can think of none, except to ensure that my sister stay single for someone else. Iris mentioned the note in broken English of the free cities, perhaps Alix Maple had designs to marry Marita, he has the look of a lech, or perhaps a power move by the young and not-so-naïve Mason? Was it coincidence, that of the 49 participants in the Grand Melee, Langley faces off with the aurochs over there, who everyone knows does everything that Jerick Teamus tells him to do. Jerick has the look of a schemer about him, perhaps he was setting wheels in motion for the benefit of himself and House Teamus. Perhaps it was just to mock my brother, Naton.” Hayes sits down with the slightest of smiles. Naton appears to be considering that he was taken for a fool, and seethes with rage. Marita looks menacingly at Hayes through dark eyes.

King Robert looks to Mason, and asks him how he pleads for the charge against his house for plotting to murder Langley Woods.

“Not Guilty”

He then asks Alix Maple if he had any romantic designs on Marita Hunter.

“I did not, your majesty.”

He then asks Eckhard if he was told by Jerick to engage Langley Woods first in the melee. Robert, sensing a weak member of the house, asks Eckhard if he has any knowledge of these murders and the charges made.

“Duhh, no sir.”

King Robert finally asks Jerick if manipulated Eckhard, or anyone else in the party, to work against Langley Woods or House Hunter.

“No, your majesty.”

King Robert stands up and addresses the hall. “Now I will let the defendants speak for themselves.”

Mason interrupts. "Your majesty, on the subject of the Latneau smallfolk, I have come upon this sealed letter from the Fox Knight, a known enemy of the crown, addressed to “Lord Hunter”. After the seal is inspected, Renly reads it to the assemblage. Before he is finished, the king asks it be given to him to finish reading in silence:

My lord,
Because of the debt I owe, I have done as you wished. I offer this brief account of my actions as proof that the debt between us has been discharged in full.
Upon receiving your instructions, I engaged the services of several sellswords who frequent the free houses along the kingsroad. Scum who supported the usurper during his rebellion. I suspect only one other than myself proclaimed allegiance to the rightful king, though I confess I’m uncertain how true his loyalty was and how much he simply aimed to picked fights with the rest of our party. Such a cantankerous and quarrelsome cur I’ve never before crossed paths with.
Having hired this rebellious scum, I commanded them, per your instructions, to raid a farm on the outskirts of Latneau’s lands near Teamus borders. As you suspected, Latneau had not bothered to place any of his swords around this homestead. The raid was over before it began. Some of my hired swords took regrettable liberties with the women before putting them to the sword, despicable behavior that made my latter instructions easier to carry out.
I smeared the shield you sent me with a farmer’s blood and left it amid the carnage. Latneau’s men are sure to find it and place blame where you hoped. I take no joy in the slaughter of innocents. I don’t specifically recall the name of house Latneau among the usurper’s forces, but surely they fought alongside their lord Stark. Thus, I take comfort in the knowledge that these smallfolk were the enemies of the true crown.
I should add that I acquired the items you requested as proof of my deeds. If the courier does not deliver them to you with this letter, I suggest you put him to death immediately.
The farm was poor, but my mercenaries seemed satisfied with their plunder. I know you won’t approve, but I decided to recruit my fellow loyalist as my accomplice in the final part of this mission. I offered him the combined pay of all the others (and the opportunity to shed rebel blood), and he readily accepted.
We set up camp, and as my band of thugs, rapists, and murderers lay sleeping, we slaughtered them to the last. My compatriot swore an oath to the seven that he would reveal nothing, and he departed immediately with his earnings. You will be relieved to know that I told him I was a member of the house you wished to see blamed. So if he does tell tales, they will at least be the right ones.
I am currently heading back from the kingswood and have secured the services of a lad who aspires to be just like the kingslayer when he comes of age. He fancies I’m on a special mission from the kingsguard and knows better than to break the seal. If it is broken, I again suggest you have him questioned and then executed, as you see fit.
I trust my debt is now paid in full, as I cannot in good conscience remain allies with a man who would lick the boots of that fat lech from storm’s end, whose stinking carcass now corrupts our rightful king’s throne.
No doubt if you need to contact me again, you will augur a means to do so, but I ask you to respect my privacy hereafter. You have purported yourself a true friend of the Targaryens, and I would be loathe to lift my sword against you.
Go with the seven

At this point, a complex intrigue begins, with four victory points needed.

Hayes vs. Mason to convince Robert of the complete innocence of their house. Mason fails to do so. Robert is convinced that House Hunter is innocent of all accusations.

Naton vs. Jerick to convince Littlefinger that the opposing house is guilty. Although Naton’s station demands he gets more airtime, Littlefinger is convinced that House Hunter is guilty of something.

Edan Ward vs. Alix Maple to convince Barristan Selmy who is the murderer of Joshua Latneau. Alix squeaks out a victory by winning over Selmy. Alix proves to Selmy that the Hunters poisoned Latneau.

Lewyn vs. Iris Latneau to convince Varys that House Teamus is innocent of the crimes against the Latneau smallfolk. Lewyn spends a destiny point before Iris quits the intrigue. The letter Jerick bought convinced her of House Teamus innocence.

Marita vs. Eckhard to convince Renly of the guilty party of Langley Woods death. Marita easily convinces Renly that House Teamus, and particularly Eckhard, is guilty of Woods demise.

Ironz vs. Maester Ferris to convince Pycelle of the dagger’s ownership and the contents of it. Ironz (as well as Eckhard) is in an awkward situation, so they have an extra +3 ID to overcome. Sadly, Ironz fails to convince anyone of anything.

The council meets afterwards, and cannot decide on the fates of House Teamus. Jerick & Hayes see an opportunity and meanwhile engage in conversation with Cersei, who is left in the throne room while the council argues. Jerick wins her over, and she whispers into the King’s ear. The end result is House Teamus is cleared of all charges, House Latneau drops their, and House Hunter is found guilty.

This enrages Naton Hunter, who challenges Alix Maple to a duel to the death to decide the innocence of their houses. Alix looks at him stupidly, but Eckhard steps forward. They then meet in the yard, and Eckhard punches Naton in the face, killing him instantly. Hayes looks on and smiles.

Results of the trial:
House Teamus is cleared, collects their hard-earned winning from the tournament, and are dismissed from the throne room.
The Hunters are found guilty, Hayes then deflects the blame to Marita and her lover “Ptek”. He is put in the dungeon at the request of House Teamus to be sent to the wall. King Robert sentences Marita to life in the septry. However, the party learns that during the night, there is a daring rescue of Marita, and she disappears.

House Teamus refuses to escort Shannin or Hayes to the wall. But at the pleadings of Iris, agree to escort her back to the Latneau house. “Can you forgive me? Because, I am in need of an escort back to my father’s lands…” She looks at Mason with her soft eyes.

Mason forgives her.

Tygor Wyl shakes Lewyn’s hand. “Thank you, Lewyn, for your part in helping me reclaim my father’s sword, and avenging his death. I suppose there’s nothing left for me but to return to my homeland. Perhaps I’ll find a lord in need of my services during this time of peace. Or if I’m lucky, I’ll be able to pursue my father’s lands and have them returned to me, but I keep no illusions of that ever happening.”

Lewyn makes an offer to Tygor, that he could apply to be a sword sword of Lord Jolvan, which is a step above being a hedge knight. Tygor agrees.

Syrio comes up to Alix “You fought well in the melee, young Alix. You have earned my respect. I urge you to do earn the respect of your family as well in Braavos. I believe the answers to what happened here may lie in the free cities as well. I salute you!” He salutes Alix, and quickly departs.

A young man of about sixteen with dark hair and a dagger in his belt approaches Ironz. “Hello, Ironz. My name is Jonah. I just want you to know that I know what you did that night. That city watchman is scared, and is in hiding right now, frightened that he might be made an accessory to your crime. I have been watching you, because I see you also are quite rich. I think it will take 1 gold dragon to keep me quiet.“

Eckhard carries a large keg on his shoulder. “Jerik! Look! Some kids in rags gave us some wine! Tonight we celebrate!” One of the barrel comes off, with a foot in it’s place, and our jumps Neil Reivers. “Daddy!” He runs and hugs Jerick. They reluctantly ‘adopts’ Neil, and agrees to let him squire for Eckhard, who is not a knight.

We leave the party packing up and getting ready to head North.

House Teamus receives 2 Glory Points.

Characters get experience & 1 DP (which can be used to add a benefit or remove a drawback)

End book 1.

Peril At Kings Landing - The Grand Melee & Grand Ball

As the melee begins the clouds that had gathered start to thunder, and lightning flashes in the sky – an ill omen which causes the horses nearby to snort and whinny with restlessness.

As the fighters take the field, Bryan Telson is the first to move his way quickly through the crowd, not engaging anyone for any longer than he has to. He seems to be looking for someone in particular.

Langley Woods engages Eckhard, falls after the first punch, and is dragged from the field by his squire.

One of Ironz’s opponents attempts to flee, twists his ankle, falls forward on some other characters blunt weapon, breaks his neck, and dies.

As the bodies clear out, you see two individuals fighting locked in an epic battle. It is Bryan and Gennady, and Bryan appears to be in a fit of rage with every blow, his eyes burning with vengeance. He seems to not be fighting for sport, but to kill. Shannin is already wounded from the joust with the Mountain, and he seems off balance and unable to defend himself properly. Lewyn Snow throws the mace in his offhand at Shannin, which only succeeds in bouncing off his armor. Telson knocks the sword from Gennady’s hands, and he falls. Telson picks it up, and puts it against Gennady’s throat and yells “DO YOU YIELD? DO YOU CONFESS TO THE KILLING OF LORD WYL? TELL IT TO THE KING, NOW.” Shanin is pulled roughly to his feet by Telson, marched over to the royal pavilion, where the King over hears the story of how Shanin killed Lord Wyl and took his Valyrian Sword, Scorpion. Shanin tries to defend himself, but he is so shaken at being found out at a time when he least expected, he immediately begs mercy from the king. King Robert addresses Bryan and states “Ser Telson, you have uncovered this treachery, but what part do you have in this? This man rightly defeated a foe, and has a right to the spoils of war. I do not understand what concern it is of yours.” Bryan dips his sword to King Robert, kneels, and states, “Your majesty. I am not a common hedge knight, but I am Tygor Wyl, son of Lord Wyl and heir apparent of my lord’s legacy. I am sad to say that all that remains of his legacy is this family heirloom, Scorpion. My father’s treasures have long been spent, his lands long since divided, and my childhood long lost. I have been in earnest search of the man who killed my father and took his sword.” “This is quite a story, young man, do you have any proof or person to vouch for you?” “I do, your majesty. I have a childhood friend, who was almost as fatherless as myself, as we practiced swords together. He is aware of my plight, and my vow which I made as a boy and shared with him at that time. I ask that he comes forward to vouch for me.” Tygor bows and waits expectantly. Lewyn comes forward, and states that he vouches for Tygor, and that he is a very honorable knight.

King Robert announces “Very well, you have your father’s sword returned to you. However, much has been lost, so it seems you are still owed some recompense from Gennady Shannin. What would you have done with him?” “Let me confer with my colleague concerning his fate.” Lewyn convinces Tygor to have Shannin sent to the wall for his crimes, and King Robert assents.

As the melle dwindles down to 5 combatants, Ironz hanging on by a thread fighting with Edan Ward, Thros of Myr considering his next opponent, Alix Maple hits a knight named Edmund so hard on his leg, that his leg explodes like a sausage and he begins to to bleed profusely. Thoros calls foul, and Alix is brought before the king, while the smallfolk yell “ALIX ALIX ALIX”. The king, not unaware of this, tries to cut a deal with the four remaining combatants, by offering shares of the winnings. Alix accepts, but requests that him and Thoros finish the fight, with the winner taking the other’s winnings. Thoros agrees, and Alix wins, to the delight of the crowd.

As the tournament ends, Hayes turns up to inform Naton of some disturbing news. “Brother, its Langley, he’s dead. “ Naton turns and grimaces at Hayes “He was a weak one, I’m not surprised, but our dear sister will certainly never lose her reputation as ‘The Black Widow’. Well I suppose we need to tend to this family affair.” And he lumbers off with Hayes. Hayes departs as well, looking hard at Eckhard.

A ferret-faced rumormonger comes up to Jerick as the tournament is ending and everyone is beginning to prepare for the Grand Ball. He motions him aside, and Jerick follows him off somewhere.

Ironz wears his artisan’s garb for the ball, and hides his Dragonbone Hilt dagger in his clothing. Eckhard finds an attractive camp follower and she is his escort for the night. Alix Maple, Mason, and Lewyn wear their best garb, Alix with his sword strung across his back.

The Grand Ball: As you enter the Great Hall, you see much merriment and conversation. You are startled by the loud voice of the herald whom you did not notice by the door “Lord Jolvan’s son, Mason, of House Teamus, and company!” Most of the guests greet you with whispers and curious looks.

You recognize Hayes, Naton, and Marita and their entourage. Lady Marita is in mourning for her deceased fiancé, Langley Woods. She is dressed all in black, but still shows a fair amount of décolletage in a gown of black Myrish lace, looking every inch the ‘Black Widow’.

You also see many of your competitors, and the winners of the various tournaments. Many humble hedge knights and lowborn sellswords who won in tournaments have a chance to mix with the nobility for the evening.

You also see Ruben Piper, dressed very wealthy, with his hired swords also dressed well. Yet despite this, he seems to be snubbed by other lords and ladies, and left alone in a corner.

Bryan Telson walks up and welcomes you, or Tygor Wyl, as his real name is. He is dressed resplendently, and carries Scorpion at his side. “My friends, we truly have come so far together in so short a time. Come, and mingle, and share with me the honor I have rightfully reclaimed.” He pats Scorpion at his side.

Alix and Eckhard attempt to talk to the Hunters, but are shunned. Alix goes to talk to a sad Hugh of the Vale.

Mason notices the late arrival of a mysterious looking lady in a fine gown. She wears a flimsy veil that conceals her features, but not the lovely golden hair piled in elaborate braids. You recognize Maester Ferris from House Latneau accompanying her. You see her recognize and go to Hayes to speak with him alone for a quite some time, and the two seem to be avoiding all other guests.

You recognize Lady Orlanna and her husband (still drunk) and daughter Aranette approaching you. “Oh Lord Jason, you have done exceptionally well in the archery contest. We knew all along you would succeed for my daughter, whom you love. I had heard you proclaimed her the queen of love and beauty, and wrapped your winning arrow with her scarf. And that arrow found its way to her heart!” Shreeve nods approvingly and says, “Now I suppose you will be wanting to get down to the business of the dowry. We can handle this tonight in the local sept if you like, or we can make the journey north, makes no difference to me, but I prefer it be tonight.” Orlanna slaps her husband with her fan and says “Shreeve! Please! Let the young ones talk and dance!” Orlanna whispers to her daughter and then leaves with her husband. Aranette shyly stands next to you, looking around at the dancers and twirling her hair, waiting expectantly. Mason feels the cold hard stare of the mystery girl looking at him.

Tygor Wyl also recognizes the mystery girl, and attempts to talk to her. He seems to be rebuffed. Tygor returns to the party dejected, hurt and confusion on his face.

The herald, now at the royals area, announces “Now it is time for the presentation of honors for the tourney winners!”

“Not yet!” yells the veiled woman. She takes off her veil to reveal her face to everyone in the room. “Iris!” a surprised Ruben Piper calls out when he sees her pull aside the veils. She barely spares him a glance before pressing on with what she has to say: “My lords and ladies, pray forgive this interruption, but honors cannot be awarded this night when grave injustices remain unaddressed, for I believe our King Robert holds justice for his people as a greater concern than mere trophies.” King Robert has his head in his hand and you can barely hear him mutter ‘oh gods, what now’. You then see Varys whispering in the king’s ear.

“As my…betrothed has already said, I am Iris Latneau. My brother was Joshua Latneau, he who travels home to lie forever beside our ancestors. My brother was struck down in the prime of his life, before it had truly begun, by duplicity and deception. Not by fair and honest combat, but by poison….and murder!”

A murmer ripples through the room at the accusation as Iris turns her full fury toward your party, her eyes blazing.

“My brother leveled certain charges against House Teamus, of attacking our lands and slaughtering our people. He sought to prove the truth of those charges with his own body and, fearing the truth of what he had to say, the perpetrators dishonorably poisoned him, bringing about his defeat on the jousting field and his death. I say now, your majesty, that my brother was murdered by House Teamus, and I have come here tonight to demand justice for him!”

The room explodes in a buzz of murmuring: shouts of support or disagreement, muttering, and questions, until King Robert struggles to his feet and shouts for order and quiet in a bellowing voice once used to command troops on the battlefield. The Kingsguard closes ranks near the royal party, and gold cloaks file into the ballroom, responding to the commotion by taking up places near the doors and along the walls and awaiting orders.

Alix makes his way to Mason. Ekchard looks on in dumbfounded confusion. Lewyn attempts to talk in hushed tones with Tygor.

Aranette seems to have disappeared in the confusion.

The King speaks: “Lady Latneau,” he begins. “It is my understanding that you had recently… absented yourself from your house. Where have you been, and how is it you come to be here tonight?”

Iris flushes and flinches at the question, her eyes initially downcast then glancing at Varys. Then she raises her gaze and chin proudly. “Your majesty,” she replies, “my father took the effort to arrange a marriage for me, to Master Piper here, in fact.” She gestures toward Ruben Piper, but does not look at him. “But I did not wish to marry, and so I fled my father’s household, making my way here to King’s Landing.” “And where have you been all this time?” the king continues. “I…at the Jade Spring, your majesty.” This answer provokes whispers and even chuckles, coughs, and titters of laughter until the king’s angry glance silences the room once more. It’s clear most of those gathered understand that Iris Latneau has just admitted to working as a prostitute. Ruben Piper blanches and then turns red with anger and embarrassment.

Alix pipes up “I am suddenly interested in this fine woman!”

“And these grave accusations you level against House Teamus, on what basis do you make a claim of poisoning and murder?”

“Yeah! How?!” Yells Alix.

“On the evidence provided me by my family’s maester, Maester Ferris, for one,” she begins. “He attended my brother after his fall in the tourney, and Maester Ferris did not believe the pains Joshua suffered were the result of his injuries. Maester Ferris has consulted other masters in the city but could not learn of a specific poison that could have caused these symptoms.”

“However, I know of a dagger,” she continues, glancing toward Ironz, “a dagger with a hidden phial in its hilt, carried by Ironz of House Teamus and of foreign drink Cheldarro sent to my brother by an unnamed admirer, with the bottle’s seal being broken.” All eyes quickly follow Iris Latneau’s in turning toward Ironz. She gestures to Maester Ferris, whose voice cracks out “I gave the drink to a large dog, m’lord, who soon died after drinking it. Although Lord Latneau did not drink of this bottle that we know of, it is very obvious that someone was definitely trying to poison him.”

The king asks to examine the dagger, and a gold cloak comes up to Ironz to retrieve the dagger. Alix yells out “Watch out for Ironz, he might try to stab you!” He attempts to pull it out to stab the nearest gold cloak, but they quickly subdue him, as he is clearly wounded, and hold him fast, making him drop the dagger, which is then brought to the king.

While this is happening, the king asks you if Lady Latneau’s claims hold any truth.

Mason valiantly defends the party, but incriminates Ironz to the accusations which have recently been charged.

Hayes Hunter decideds to speak up with an air of humble civility. “Your majesty?” The king fixes him with a stern stare “What do you want?”

“Your majesty, having heard these disturbing charges, I find that I must speak. As you well know, my sister’s betrothed, Langley Woods, perished after the melee in what was thought to be a regrettable accident; Langley was somewhat…delicate. However, I must tell you that in his last hours, Ser Langley suffered from the same maladies described by Lady Latneau.” He pauses for a moment, as if to gather his courage, allowing the implications of that statement to sink in, then continues: “I have also seen this dagger of which she speaks, it was delivered into Ironz’s hands.” Hayes goes on to describe how you received the dagger, and accuses you of receiving the weapon, and its contents, as part of a clandestine delivery of the poison it once contained. Marita suddenly begins to weep inconsolably and she is escorted from the room. Naton appears to be growing increasingly angry when Marita begins to cry, and glares intently in your direction, but remains silent.

Hayes continues with his orations. “I also submit the following things which I have heard that occurred with Teamus since they arrived at King’s Landing: Rog Thanders, a merchant whom travelled with them from the North, was knifed a few days ago, his body thrown in the sea. A waif from Flea Bottom and his friends were shoved into a barricaded hole and left to starve. Several visits were made to the alchemist’s guild. A young girl was molested and the result pregnant, and her father silenced with hush money, and she now has disappeared. A barroom brawl and rumors of contacts in flea bottom all added to the death of two honorable young men and countless smallfolk in the north have left me to believe that these men are not innocent. The evidence seems to be increasing as long as they are among us. Had I known, I would not have associated myself with them upon their entering King’s Landing.” There are many sounds of assent and nods and whispers after these things are revealed. Some of the members of the Ball have witnessed these events.

Alix and Lewyn accuse Hayes of being involved, since it is clear that he could not have known of all of these incidents. He denies hotly, and appears to be the injured party.

Iris Latneau listens quietly.

The king appears irritated by this interruption, as well as having to rule on the issue. “Very well, there will be a royal hearing on the morrow concerning this matter. Guards, escort the Lords Hunter & Teamus and the, er, Lady Latneau to quarters in the castle as my personal guests. Make sure to keep them guarded, and make doubly sure that they do not leave the grounds, so they don’t flee the city. Their entourages are free to go as they please, whether to gather information or witnesses as needed. House Teamus, you have done well in the tourney, but until this affair is settled, the gold won will be held by the master of coin.”

Mason speaks up, and suggests that Ironz be held as well, but in a place where he cannot hurt himself, others, or be hurt by anyone else. The King assents after viewing the violent nature of Ironz, who is spitting at the guards holding him, and orders him to be shackled in the dungeons.

Tygor Wyl is not escorted, and assures you that he will support your house in any way possible, following you out at Lewyn’s behest.

The gold cloaks march your entourage and Lady Latneau’s from the ballroom, and the guards separate to take Mason, Iris, and Hayes from you, to separate quarters in the castle, and guards are posted in front of their doors. You are escorted back outside to the town. It looks to be an hour or two before midnight.

As Mason is led to his room, a freshly powdered Varys is there, and gives his condolences for the evening’s sordid events. “My lord, you would be wise to read a book in this room, it is titled “The Romance of Florian and Jonquil, a tale of fools and knights and love. You may not have heard of it, being in the north, but it might prove enlightening.” With that, he bows, and waddles away.

The party meets up with Jerick at the tourney tent, and he shows them a letter with a fox seal. The problem is the only two members of the party who can read, are currently sequestered.


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