Search for the Dragon Heir (Closed Rp)

[Lucius Malfoy]

This roleplay has been agreed upon by Bonez, Rosen and myself. These three shall be the only ones involved with this roleplay.

The wind and ravens had many words to give to his ears...and one particular rumor had him interested, thus the decision was to go east. Taking a some time from the courts and leaving matters in the hands of his sister, Sarya, back in the Stormlands, Sigmund's eyes ventured east, across the sea. He took a ship from Stonehelm and sailed across the Narrow Sea to the eastern parts of Essos. His ship docked at the major port city of Pentos, a wealthy city ruled by a council of Magisters and a Prince...indeed one of the leading cities of the Essos continent on the eastern side. Sigmund wore travelers clothing over his armor and a black fur cloak with a hood. The cloak kept his sword hidden. Sigmund's eyes look around the magnificent city of Pentos, pondering upon what needed to be done. He would venture to a tavern nearby, The Kneeling King. He entered the place and got himself a drink...and then listened with his ears, wondering if he could catch anything that might be relevant. Sigmund was in these lands for a reason...and it involved his private loyalties.

[Bonez]

A man, one familiar with armor and weapons walked up. He was particularly interested as the man was wearing the armor of one from Westeros.

Welcome friend, what brings you here on this fine day?

[Lucius Malfoy]

A man, one familiar with armor and weapons walked up. He was particularly interested as the man was wearing the armor of one from Westeros.

Welcome friend, what brings you here on this fine day?

Sigmund notices the man who approaches him. He sips his mead and looks over at the man.

Hail, friend. I am here on private business among the Free Cities. Heard anything interesting perhaps?

He taps his coin purse that jingles slightly, but low enough for his neighbor to hear.

[Bonez]

The man looks at the purse,

If I wanted your coin I wouldn't be standing here talking to you, I would wait until you left and cut your purse. Although, I have heard some mutters that may be interesting to a man from Westeros.

Right after he says it he realises that he has let to much slip.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Sigmund grins at those words.

Seems you have a hard time keeping your tongue from slipping. How about you and I work out an agreement so you can keep talking huh? Lets just make this easy for the both of us. We are civilized men, not like the savage Others beyond the Wall in Westeros.

Sigmund didn't want to make a scene for the Pentos Guards, but if it came to that, then he would be willing to do it.

[Bonez]

The man feigns ingnorance at the mention of the others,

An agreement, yes I think that we could reach one. About what would this agreement be?

[Lucius Malfoy]

The man feigns ingnorance at the mention of the others,

An agreement, yes I think that we could reach one. About what would this agreement be?

Well lets see what you got to offer as an agreement first.

Sigmund sips his mead a couple times.

[Bonez]

The man narrows his eyes, this type was unacceptable. They would take his words, then slit his throat and walk away without giving him a dime.

Your money first, or the mouth shall remain closed.

[Lucius Malfoy]

The man narrows his eyes, this type was unacceptable. They would take his words, then slit his throat and walk away without giving him a dime.

Your money first, or the mouth shall remain closed.

I am a man of my word, friend.

Sigmund pulls out the pouch and gives it to the person.

A hundred stags. Now...speak.

[Bonez]

A hundred stags loosens the mouth, but a body also needs something cold to soothe it through a long tale.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Sigmund drops a second pouch into his hand. His eyes remaining trained upon the individual.

Two hundred stags.

[Bonez]

The mans eyes open wide,

For a price like that, buy me a horn of ale and I'll spin you a tale worth listening.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Sigmund grins, seeing the man finally loosen his tongue. He waves to the bartender and presents the stags. A horn of ale is brought to the man. Sigmund then looks at him.

Now talk...you got what you want, now time to tell me this mutter you heard.

[Bonez]

It now became apparent that the man had been drinking bit by bit all night,

I have heard t-t-tell of a man, h-hee is said to b-bee from the st-st-stock of Taragyen.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Bingo! Sigmund had finally gotten his first clue. He lowers his voice to the man.

Targaryen you say. Do you know anything more about him? Who he is and where he lives?

[Bonez]

The man looks at him as if he had forgotten who he was,

W-w-who he ish, if I knew who he was-h I'd be t-t-there.

[Lucius Malfoy]

The man looks at him as if he had forgotten who he was,

W-w-who he ish, if I knew who he was-h I'd be t-t-there.

Sigmund sighs. This man at least gave him a clue that there was someone of Targaryen bloodline. He pays for his drink and stands up.

Thanks for the information.

He then adjusts his hood and walks out of the tavern. Sigmund glances around and starts walking off now. His journey had only started...this was only the beginning.

[Bonez]

As the man walked out of the tavern a shadow detached itself from a nearby building and started to follow him.

OOC: check winterfell.

[Lucius Malfoy]

Sigmund stops and glances behind him. He felt something following him...but for now, Sigmund would continue walking away now. He yawned slightly and continued walking through the streets of Pentos.

[Bonez]

The man following Sigmund had sensed before he turned around and melted back into the shadows. This was a man with skill, most of it borne through use and experience.