Volutional

Are you a fan of all kinds of bell curves? I'm extroverted. Online, offline. I don't care which. Though of course, everybody has their different occasions where one isn't nor can be either / or.

irony

"Fastest." Ayr says with his Dornish accent. He knows it's the fastest, he's traveled on it twice. It makes occasional trips past Tarth and to the Arbor, hence the high amount of wine in the caskets of this inn. Ramyr gets up to do something or other. Ayr collects his money. He doesn't neceassaily need it however. He has been provided with a castle-forged steel spear and shield. He doesn't wear armor. "Eh, certainty of death, small chance of success... What are we waiting for?!" The man says. A sudden rush as though something was telling Ayr that he'd heard that before... But where? Ayr follows Jonathan after seeing him leave the presence of a hooded, large man. He heads for the merchant's quarters and Ayr intends to speak to him. "You are aware of the rumors, yes?" Ayr speaks, accent flowing as usual. His garb consisting of a fine black top, clearly that of a rich lord, and some trousers with two red silk belts flowing from the tying belt holding them up. "The Khaleesi is said to be strong, and everybody knows the Zaldrizoti* can roar loader than lions. Half of Slaver's Bay shall hear us if we fail. There is much risk for such wealth, I just ask whether I know the truth before I sacrifice my life." * - Zaldrizoti - High Valyrian - Dragons

Characters Name: Ayr Sand Gender: Male Appearance: Ayr has thick black hair with a clearly Dornish skin colour that is as dark as a stone Dornishman but not as dark as a salt Dornishman. His eyes are a deep brown and his facial features are prominent. His hair is styled unlike that of normal Westerosi people, in that it is shaved on the sides, leaving a thick stripe from front to back. His body is clearly that of a warrior. Type of Person (Examples being Knight, Lord, Peasant, Woodsmen): Courtier of a Lord. Reason for accepting contract: His overt reasoning was that he wished to investigate the rumors that have been sprawling from Essos. He needs to know whether they are in fact true or not. This is because he has an eager Lord awaiting an answer. Short Biography (optional): Ayr's birth is a mystery to him. He does not know whom his mother or father is. He has been serving under the Prince of Dorne, Doran, for as long as he can remember. He is currently 27 years of age without a land or child to his name. This is because of his upbringing. He was born and bred to be a soldier, a warrior and an all round weapon. His bastardy is a hint as to why that is. Ayr was brought up in the households of Sunspear, and was surprisingly permitted to be in the presence of Doran himself a lot. His friendship with Doran is quite close, though he is more familiar with that of Oberyn and Quentyn Martell. However, they are not directly involved with his day-to-day work as a minor Martial in Sunspear. Training those who cannot fight to fight better, harder and stronger. He trains them in the three spears, and that is all. Swords are not needed, they are small and far too lazy for him. In the sight of new prospects, his master has sent him to accept this contract in hopes of finding more information about Daenerys and her Dragons, and if necessary, procure 'further' evidence of their existence.

A note of clearly enriched paper lies under the previous bid. Dear slaver, I bid 1000 minas. - Ri'khan Ataali Dunjal Unbeknownst to the slaver, the writer of the note is nearby.

I'm not sure why this is happening. Thank you, Jahrmann Vol

Don't look at me, I'm an Ex-FM. I didn't say they were doing their job properly.

Please stop demanding yourself to be heard when you're clearing in some kind of wrong, it's annoying. Moving on - FMs usually PM you about why your status updates are being deleted, as it is in our mandate to provide reason to our actions. Plus, deletion is a last resort anyway.