The pariah's meeting. [ME D4]

Sitting propped against a wall befuddled from excessive drinking.
"
There once was a farmer who took a young miss
in back of the barn he gave her a ...
lecture on horses and chickens and eggs
and told her that she had so beautiful..."

As he sees someone approching he holds out a wineskin with an unsteady hand: "
so how has your day been?"

Athelstan smiles "
Salt water and fire, makes this for an itch I can't stand"
grabbing the wineskin, well so far I have bested two greenlanders in their jousting game, I consider my self satisfied, but if I can beat some more that would be fine to"
rubbing the eye patch "
I have learned one thing of this tourney, never trust a greenlander, they are always scheming against you even when they pretend to be your friends, they are already plotting your downfall at the same time"

Yoren shakes his head: "
They are just like us ironborn, some are bad and some are good"
Yoren finds another wineskin: "
it is just like apples, some are good, some are bad, but the bad ones are often the ones to rise to the top."


He takes a drink as he motions for Athelstan to sit down: "
So is it just your eye, or is it something else you are mad about?"
Yoren motions towards the ground again: "
spill your heart, I have all day to listen to you."
He smiles welcoming at Athelstan.

"
I believe the higher you the worse they are, I got some payback today"
a small grin in his face "
Aye, I was betrayed by a noble woman, I'm sure you've heard rumors about it by know, he got an oath of me and didn't think much of it, until the fight I knew she fucked me over, and not in the pleasant way. I bear no ill will to Ser Baelon he just did his duty and honorable bastard and yet insulted for doing so at the end, like he was nothing"
looking at the floor "
I will have my revenge Yoren, I can wait for a long time, but the Drowned God will give me the right time and moment and I will have my vengeance"
shrugging his shoulders "
Other than that, I've made a nice penny from this tourney, and watching the greenlanders faces as they pay to keep their belongings is priceless..."
giving a long full laugh "
You should have seen lord Frey's face of disbelief when he was not declared the winner and having him pay me was better."

Yoren shakes his head: "
we should have seen that one coming. Baelon is charming, handsome, of ciurse someobe would come to his aid. What was the name of the woman again?"


Yoren chuckles as he remembers his meeting with the Mallisters. "
If you really want to see a riverlander squirming, don't accept a ransom at all. You should have seen the face of lord Mallister when I refused to ransom back his sons equipment. It may be satisfactory to see them squirm as they pay, think how good it feels to rdfuse their offers."
Yoren is slumped so far back that he is almost lying on the ground. "
I'm scared of Ferris judgement on this trial, but you will make it, wont you?"
Yoren glances to Athelstan for a reaction.

"
What can he do that has not be done, make me an outcast, kill me?"
Athelstan shrugs "
Cut my sword or shield hand?"
looking at his hands "
That fight I would go down rather than submit... never again..."
looking at Yoren "
I know what happen was a big fuss in the pavilion when I reaped Roddrics life out of him, but it was my right to defend my self of someone who draws my blood intentionally, for no ironborn should draw blood upon another"
slumping and drinking from the wineskin "
I will miss his stupid stubborn, overly irate ass."


A long moment passes before he answers Yoren "
Marstens, is all I can tell you, and I will make them pay in one way or another until I am satisfied with my grievance"
squeezing the wineskin like he would a mans throat.

Yoren quicly reconsiders his idea to let Athelstan lead the Longshore delegation to help the Marstens.
I'll talk to Ferris, we need a captain to our new warship, that seems to be a good way to put your abilities and loyalty to the test. It may be the best way to solve the issues, sending you reaving to prove yourself anew..."

Yoren tries to squeeze the wineskin for more wine, only to find thst too empty. He therefore finds a few new ones and starts drinking again. "
To Roddric!"
He says before a particularly large gulp of wine.
He looks at Athelstan: "
And to women! If I am allowed?"

Yordn then looks at Athelstan: "
Do you think that Ferris will have me after all the times spent apart?"
Yoren asks with bloodshot, anxious eyes most likely coming from too much alcohol and grief, and too little sleep.

Well he only has the choice of you or Leifnarr at this point, I have already said I don't want it, and with Roddric well... untimely passing do to being axed out of the heir issue"
untimely joke, but it's a way to cope with it "
If I even have something to say, you are better at running the House than I am right now"
looking at the sky and nodding at Yorens toast and drinking with him.

"
At this point I'm just focused on beating any greenlander that crosses my path, specially if they are lord fucktard, since about everyone here is caller Ser something fuckface, and I guess they are surprised I have even made it this far for an ironborn"
smiling at Yoren "
Don't worry Yoren, I won't cause you any more troubles than this or to House Longshore, and nothing that I do will make up for what I did. Not because I have to prove it to someone else, but no one asks me about it, which carries the heavier burden then everyone else. I never cared what people thought of my guilt or not, it's living with it my self that is the heavies weight."

Yoren drinks quite complacently. "
If you wish to forget, try this wonder. I am no maester, but I know that this solves all of our heartaches. How has my sister grown up since I left, is she doing good? When I become lord I'll make sure that she marries a good man, not like that Frey man... I'll also have you become an acknowledged bastard, it is quite apparent who your father is!"

Yoren lies down fully on his back, looking at the skies.

"
Oh by the Drowned God, whom ever you try to marry her to, would have to be able to beat her to submission, she wear her hair short and she is as much a warrior as she is a woman"
Athelstan snaps his fingers "
That woman that beat you senseless, in the pavilion the crazy one, that's what you can expect from our sister"
Athelstan looks at Yoren 'Yes father won't do it no matter what I do, how much I strive and struggle for it"


Athelstan takes a sip of Yoren's drink "
Interesting, and different, where did you get this?"

Yoren smiles: "
just the way she should be, I am happy that she has been raised the right way, do you know her well? I'm sure that she could sort out your issues with the Marsten woman... Although if she is as rough as you say, it may not be enough of the Marsten to ask you for forgiveness."

Yoren looks over: "
won it on the trip over the narrow sea, non ironborn sailors bet what they have available, and are too stupid to realize how small odds are for a triple six."
Yoren smiles lazily:
"
Why pay the iron prize when you may win solely using your opponents stupidity?"

Athelstan shrugs "
I know how it would feel to be at the other end of that stick Yoren"
giving the drink back to him "
Yet you are right, but I rather solve this my self with the Marstens with time."

Yoren takes a swallow before passing it back
"
No one knows the future, which reminds me of a time in Bravoos when me and the captain of a ship consulted a fortuneteller..."

OOC
Yoren happily talks to Athelstan for hours at end.
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