Having a drink (Torin)

[Alistair Creyon]

Alistair had arrived in King's landing a few days ago with only one of his knights because he didn't think anything would happen. Then Stannis Baratheon, late king Robert's brother, attacked the city. Alistair was at the Red Keep at that time, and quickly got to the walls where he joined his mentor, ser Torin Lannister, and together with the other men there they fought against the enemy.

In the end they were victorious, and the day after the battle, Alistair went to one of the many pubs to get some drinks. He may even talk to someone about the battle, go to sleep and then go 'his' keep back in Silvershield in the westerlands.

[Torin Lannister]

The day was saved, Stannis had been sent running back to Dragonstone with his fleet shattered and the Storm Lords faith in him obliterated. His father had been named the saviour of the city and the Tyrells were suddenly their best friends. Whatever about it all, Ser Torin had spent the time running up to the battle in constant preparation, now it was his turn to unwind. Westerland Knights and some minor nobles had for all intents and purposes taken over a tavern as they sang their songs, ate the food and drank the ale. The place would be empty of food and drink when they were done but they'd have plenty of coin to replace it.

"LAAAANISTER! LAAANISTER! Forever standing strong! Shoulder...to shoulder, we'll answer Tywin's call!" Ser Torin sung as loudly as any of the others before downing his drink. "This ale!? I like it! Another!" roared the largest of the Lions before hurling the mug to the floor, bawdy laughter all around him as a girl hurried to comply.

[Alistair Creyon]

Alistair observed the laughter and the songs from a dark corner, with an ale in his hand. There were a lot of people shouting, singing and dancing about the battle. The loudest of them all caught his attention when it turned out to be his mentor. Alistair drank the rest of his ale and stood up before walking up to the man.

"Ser Torin" He shouted, standing right behind the man. "I see you are enjoying yourself!"

[Torin Lannister]

The merriment and banter was flowing strong when Ser Torin heard someone standing right behind him shout his name. "Alistair! Seven hell's man. I'm not across the room, sit down and drink." he replied before taking up a leg of chicken and biting in, his facial hair would need a good wash after today, lest it be thick with the juice from meats and ale.

A woman came scurrying by, leaving fresh tankards of ale before leaving leaving as quickly as she arrived. It didn't take long before there one was in hand and the lion could wash down the meat. "Lead a song, and get drunk!"

[Alistair Creyon]

"I can not sing, and I haven't enough money to get drunk today. Besides, I will ride for home tomorrow because, unlike other people, I have a wife waiting for me." Alistair said, jokingly with a big smile on his face, as he sat down next to his friend. He took one of mugs of ale from a woman walking past him, and raised it to his mouth before he took a large swig.

[Torin Lannister]

"Not enough coin to get drunk? Are you a peasant now? Then I shall treat you." Ser Torin bellowed, he had already been drinking for a time and his face was evidence enough. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were showing signs too. "Aye, your wife misses you dearly. She mentioned as much when she sought me out to give her comfort her own marriage bed lacked. Fear not, I gave her a good seeing to and sent her back, better than new." joked back the Lannister of Casterly Rock.

[Alistair Creyon]

Alistair was somewhat surprised about Torin's offer, but accepted nonetheless.
"Well, you know my family has never been the richest, unlike yours"
Alistair didn't like Torin's comment about his Alistair's wife. He knew she wasn't like that. So he tried to hit the man in his face, but somehow missed. He didn't know why. Maybe he was too drunk, even though he wasn't that drunk, or maybe he didn't actually want to hit the man. alistair didn't know.

[Torin Lannister]

When Alistair tried to punch Torin and failed miserably, the Lion of Lannister just burst out laughing, one hand slapping against a thigh while the other held his mug. "You take your ale like a woman!" Torin nearly had to wipe the tears from his eyes he had laughed at the display so hard. "Get up and drink, before we put you in a dress and I offer your arse to the men." Alistair was a tall man, but Torin was near twice his weight. One hand reached down and took him by the scruff of the neck before he aided Alistair in returning to his seating position.

[Alistair Creyon]

"Well, I am glad my misfortune makes you laugh" Alistair said to torin after the man had lifted him back into his seat. He didn't say anything about being called a woman though. He didn't want another failed attempt at hitting him. Alistair just sat back and ordered an ale, which would be payed for by Torin. "What are you plans, now that King's Landing is still free, my friend?"

[Torin Lannister]

"A Raven was sent this morning to Lannisport, the Lannister fleet shall make for the Blackwater and I'll take the Command to siege Dragonstone. Stannis will bend the knee like all the rest or take the King's Justice by my sword." It would be a cruel twist of fate, Torin had once been his squire. But dying by his sword was a good death, his blade was Deathroar and it was the finest quality to be found. He wielded it to deadly affect, slaying lesser men like they were a wisp of fog to be parted and crossing blades with champions both mighty and worthy. It had killed good men.

[Alistair Creyon]

"Then I shall wish you luck, my friend, for I will not be able to rescue you if you manage to get into trouble. I have things to attend to at home, and then I shall wait for marching orders." Alistair said, first with a joking tone to his voice, but then more serious one to it. These things were no joke. Soon they would both be back to fighting either the North, or the Stormlands, each with their own 'kings'.

[Torin Lannister]

"Luck? Do not be so negative. They are petty foes. I shall defeat them swiftly." What man in Dragonstone could stand against Ser Torin Lannister? None! He'd cut through them like they were not there and eventually he'd have Stannis in chains to be given the Kings Justice."

[/colour] and he would be rewarded in some manner, surely most suitably. He had brought the Vale into the fold and will have brought Stannis to his knees. It would only be right to be rewarded after such service.

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[Alistair Creyon]

So Torin didn't think he'd need luck. That was fine with Alistair, but he didn't think it would go as easy as Torin may be thinking. Not that anything Alistair could say would make Torin think otherwise, so Alistair just nodded. "Alright then. Now, I wish you a good night, for I am going to bed now." With that, Alistair walked out of the room and walked up the stairs to his room.