Gate of Gods - Captaincy of Ser Walder Bywater

**Iron Aquilifer** · July 20, 2016, 04:14 PM

Troops

**Iron Aquilifer** · July 23, 2016, 05:54 PM

Walder rubbed at his neck, grimacing as he found out that he could inflict pain on himself and not even attempt to stop himself. Working his fingers in to the muscle, the Captain listened to his men recite the report from the square. Midway through their third recital the Crownlander paused the speakers, returning his hand to the wooden slab mockingly called a table.

"You arrested both children?"

"No sir," one responded, the more intelligent of the six gathered.

"The second boy did not attempt to bar us from our duties," another contributed. "He went his business."

Walder felt his hand rising to his face. It was no good with these men. "So the mother and son are in the cells?"

The nods were in various levels of enthusiasm.

"If they can pay then let them leave, unharmed."

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**Pinkerton** · July 24, 2016, 02:29 PM

One chilly morning, the door of the Gate of Gods quarters was knocked by Arthur Fowler. He wanted to meet privately with Captain Bywater.

**Iron Aquilifer** · July 24, 2016, 05:08 PM

Originally Posted by Pinkerton

One chilly morning, the door of the Gate of Gods quarters was knocked by Arthur Fowler. He wanted to meet privately with Captain Bywater.

Walder, already garbed in the gold and black of the City Watch took his visitor in his quarters, a room that truly was barely any better than the bunks his men received while on duty. One of his bids to be "like the men", his accommodation had left much to be desired. As it stood he received little sleep, ending up await every morning before the changing of the guard.

"Dornishman," the young man declared as if that left all secrets upturned. "You were in the capital before." He remembered his father's words. "You sat the council?" He asked the question with uncertainty, teasing the air of ignorance which befell him. "I assume that you intend for me to personally deal with whatever it is that Watchman Will could not assist you?" That was the benefits of dealing with the smallfolk, Walder decided with relish, they did not expect their betters to have any intention of dealing with their problems everyday.

**Pinkerton** · July 24, 2016, 05:53 PM

Originally Posted by Iron Aquilifer

Walder, already garbed in the gold and black of the City Watch took his visitor in his quarters, a room that truly was barely any better than the bunks his men received while on duty. One of his bids to be "like the men", his accommodation had left much to be desired. As it stood he received little sleep, ending up await every morning before the changing of the guard.

"Dornishman," the young man declared as if that left all secrets upturned. "You were in the capital before." He remembered his father's words. "You sat the council?" He asked the question with uncertainty, teasing the air of ignorance which befell him. "I assume that you intend for me to personally deal with whatever it is that Watchman Will could not assist you?" That was the benefits of dealing with the smallfolk, Walder decided with relish, they did not expect their betters to have any intention of dealing with their problems everyday.

Arthur was dressed in dark and unremarkable clothing, he wished not to bring attention to himself.

"Indeed, I sat in the Small Council once. A long time ago, when you were still a boy, Captain Bywater. Not that it matters now." The dornishman's voice was monotone and boring "I won't waste your time, Captain. I need that you and your men keep an eye on someone, follow him around, learn what he does, where he goes, who he meets, et cetera. For this task I offer you 100,000 golden dragons."

**Iron Aquilifer** · July 25, 2016, 05:17 AM

Originally Posted by Pinkerton

Arthur was dressed in dark and unremarkable clothing, he wished not to bring attention to himself.

"Indeed, I sat in the Small Council once. A long time ago, when you were still a boy, Captain Bywater. Not that it matters now." The dornishman's voice was monotone and boring "I won't waste your time, Captain. I need that you and your men keep an eye on someone, follow him around, learn what he does, where he goes, who he meets, et cetera. For this task I offer you 100,000 golden dragons."

The Crownlander tapped lightly against his leg, taking comfort from the thickness of the leather there. Spying, gold, contacts: these were the things his father muttered about. This was his calling, taking bribes in exchange for his loyalties. Even so, that was a fair chest of coins he was being offered.

"My men can do that ably," he informed the former councilman. "I suppose this man has a lordly title for the small wealth you place at my feet?" Walder however feared that the target might be a bit higher in the rankings.

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**Pinkerton** · July 25, 2016, 02:00 PM

Originally Posted by Iron Aquilifer

The Crownlander tapped lightly against his leg, taking comfort from the thickness of the leather there. Spying, gold, contacts: these were the things his father muttered about. This was his calling, taking bribes in exchange for his loyalties. Even so, that was a fair chest of coins he was being offered.

"My men can do that ably," he informed the former councilman. "I suppose this man has a lordly title for the small wealth you place at my feet?" Walder however feared that the target might be a bit higher in the rankings.

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Arthur leaned and whispered a name to the Captain.

"Are you up to the task?"

**Trot** · July 26, 2016, 05:08 PM

The captain of the gate is informed of the attempt on the Lord Commanders life and the assailants description is given to the men guarding the gate. They were ordered to detain anyone fitting that description if they try to leave the city.

**Iron Aquilifer** · July 27, 2016, 04:42 AM

Walder tapped his fingers lightly against his table while listening to the report. Signalling for the message to be spread out among his command, the young captain nevertheless instructs for twelve men to see about his deal with the Dornishman. They would keep their eye open while the rest were looking elsewhere.

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**Iron Aquilifer** · July 28, 2016, 05:29 PM

OOC: under the assumption that it was only the main force of GC being called up for treason.

Walder studied the reports from his sergeants. Pubs, whore houses and alley dives. It was not that great of a list of visitations. Or maybe his men were just too scared to have really followed their target. Whatever the truth of it was, he would be well received for the hassle.

Falling asleep, he would be shaken from a good dream of the Dornishman, his men crying that there was open battle in the streets. Gold cloaks and Blackguard were clashing, against who they did not know.

Ordering his men to close the gates, Walder prepares his troops in the barracks for more knees.

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**Lucius Malfoy** · July 28, 2016, 06:01 PM

OOC: All the Goldcloaks were in Brackens pay, everyone of them will come into question sure enough. Now Daemon doesn't know this, but none of the Goldcloaks defended him, so it can be assumed they would never have obeyed the King's orders and only their LC's commands.

**Poach** · July 28, 2016, 06:36 PM

As the day grew late and the sun dipped low in the sky, a company of Blackguard, some hundred and fifty men, approached the gate. They formed a line outside it, as if preparing to fight. Their officer requested to speak to the gate captain.

"The Goldcloaks have risen against the King, an attempt was made on his life and your Lord Commander is dead," he said to Walder sternly when they met face to face, "You, and any officers in that gatehouse, are to come under guard to the Dragonpit for questioning. This company will assume responsibility for the gate and your enlisted men. By order of Lord Commander Lefford."

All across the city, similar scenes were being played out. The two large barracks the Goldcloaks used inside the city walls were already under occupation, with companies now fanning out to the gatehouses on the walls to assume responsibility for those, too.