Chambers of the Master of Whisperers

[Túrin_Turambar]

Here is it that Lord Ronnel Bolton, Master of Whisperers lives while he is in Kings Landing

[Gandalfus]

The king requests the master of Whisperers come to his private quarters Immediately.

[Nesimî]

Artair Mallister seeks an audience with the master of whisperers.

[Túrin_Turambar]

Ronnel sits behind his table reading some scrolls when the guard show Artair in he looks up.
"Lord Mallister have a seat. Do you require food or drink or do you want to talk about ...business right away?"
If this is not about his fool of a son I am inclined to burn down the streets of silk myself. What other matter could he have to bring to me anyway?

[Nesimî]

Half the city has already heard. It seems the news has spread like.... wildfire.
"No doubt you know why I am here, my Lord Bolton, there has been a misunderstanding on the Street of Silk, my son has been caught using some aggressive negotiating tactics. I would be in your debt if you could lend us a hand."

[Nesimî]

Ooc: Why isn't my post showing up in the thread list?

[Túrin_Turambar]

ooc: I don't know

"It would be my pleasure if I could be of service. Doubtless you see that it is a rather delicate situation. Therefore I have to ask if you could clarify how I can be of help."

[Nesimî]

"To be honest, Lord Ronnel, I don't know. I thought perhaps you might know of a way to help him."

[Túrin_Turambar]

"I could think of something. But I am still not sure what kind of help you want. Shall I anull your son's crime, that is almost impossible, too many witnesses. He could take the black, but you know that of course. I might be able to make him disappear, the one way or the other. Or I could try to convince his grace that it was some kind of plot, a setup to remove your son and taint your house. In this case he could demand a trial by combat and he might walk free.", Ronnel studied the other Lords face and awaited what he had to say.

[Nesimî]

"Trial by combat would be idiocy. No one would stand against Aemon and his shiny sword. Perhaps you could expand upon what you mean by disappearing."

[Túrin_Turambar]

"There might be a chance if Aemon should be indisposed. But you are right it is a risk either way. Anyway if everything works out your son could be on a ship in a few days."

[Nesimî]

"Thank you, my lord. I am in your debt. If there is anything I can do in return, please let me know."

[Túrin_Turambar]

"If you could get some sweetsleep I could start my work; and you have to find a ship. It would be best if you hurry, I am not sure how long he is going to be in that cell."

[Nesimî]

"Once again, thank you my lord."

Artair inclined his head and took his leave.

[Razqua]

Ser Alister Mormont arrives hooded with with two guards. He tells a guard he wishes to speak with Ronnel Bolton in private.

[Túrin_Turambar]

He is led in, the guards have to wait outside. Ronnel looks up from his books and scrolls.
"Please take a seat. Can I offer some refreshment or do we start talking about business right away?", he stared at the hooded man in curiosity

[Razqua]

"My brother is a friend of your father." He lays his sword at Ronnels feet. "Please close the curtains and send away your guards and Ill do the same with mine. What Im going to say is to be heard by nobody but you."

[Túrin_Turambar]

"As you wish.", he nods and the guards leave the room. Then he turns and closes the shutters of the window and sits down again.

[Razqua]

Alister takes off his hood. "I am Ser Alister Mormont. My brother Lord Raquil requests a meeting with you and your father at Bear Island. Nobody is to know of this meeting but you and your father. Me and my company of trusted men will lead you and your father to a ship waiting at the coast of Deepwood Motte that will bring us to the island. Do you agree to this meeting?"

[Túrin_Turambar]

"I see no reason why not.", he shrugs. "I doubt my absence will go unnoticed, but I know how to travel unseen. When shall we go?"