A fun trip through the mountains.
On their way to the Eyrie, Tyrion and Lady Stark are attacked by the mountain clansmen and taken captive after the fight. Bonds are made, conclusions are reached and truths are confessed.
1. Captives.
Clash!
Swoosh!
Bang!
He could hear metal hitting metal, metal biting through flesh, flesh hitting the ground; screams of all kids, the fighting kind, the brave kind, the dying kind. He had just avoided being hit with a sword when another man stepped in front of him. Just when he thought he was about to meet the Seven, he saw a blade protrude from the man's chest. As the man fell to the ground, he was replaced by the standing figure of Lady Stark hands outstretched holding nothing but air.
He looked around and all he saw were the bodies of his companions on the ground. Some still bleeding, some writhing in agony and some no longer bleeding nor writhing. Out of the party that had left the Inn three days ago, only him and Lady Stark remained. She had blood smeared all over her clothes but otherwise seemed to be unharmed. He could complain till the skies fell about all the aches and pains he had, but truth be told, he had also escaped unscathed. Or at least, until now.
"Kill them" one of the mountain clansmen yelled.
"No, wait, Don't kill us" Tyrion interjected. "Why dirty your clothes and soil your weapons with our blood? We could be much more valuable alive?".
"And who are you?" asked the man
"the proud Lord said…" sang Tyrion. "Do you know that song? It's about my father, Tywin Lannister. You let us live, you take us with him and we'll give you money, lots of money."
"We don't eat money, we don't wear money, we don't kill our enemies with money"
"We'll give you food, clothes and weapons" said Tyrion "How do you fancy being part of the mightiest army in Westeros?"
The mountain clansmen bound his hands behind his back and then tied a rope binding him to Lady Stark, whose hands had also been bound behind her back.
"Start walking, we have a long way to go" the man said as he mounted on his horse.
"Not fair that we get to walk and you get to mount" said Tyrion.
"Just be glad we are mounting horses and not you two, Imp"
TBC