Part MDXCVII: Questing Knight
Questing Knight
Eleventh Day of the Twelfth Month 292 AC
To your relief the solution to the succession in the Stormlands that its new rightful lord reached was sensible enough, including neither throwing innocents to the mercy of Baratheon 'royal justice' nor some unfortunate revelation of sorcerous meddling that could so easily be attributed to you. The 'brothers' would return to Tarth together and where they would hand over Stannis' ransom, and from there you would part ways. Unfortunately that is where the good news ends. Rather than take your offer of guesting, the changeling has vowed to head out into the Feywyld like some knight of old to recover the true Renly Baratheon or die in the attempt.
"It would not be a lie at all you see, I would be merely playing out an abdication which the true Renly already consented to by his deeds," the subdued young man explains. "Gods know it took me long enough to persuade Stannis, but he does not want the stormlords killing each other and sending out their smallfolk to die over the succession, still less some Lannister perched in Storm's End."
There must be something fey about him, you think. That is just the sort of truth the faerie folk like to deal with, not to mention managing to persuade Stannis to at least stay silent while such a game is played.
"There is one other thing I would ask..." he adds hesitantly.
"Yes?" you prompt, intrigued.
"A word of introduction to the fey who wove you cloak, for doubtless the paths I know into the feywyld will be watched by unkindly eyes."
"Certainly," you agree. After a moment's pause you add. "Never think you are only a dream, or worthless for the task you set yourself. I have seen you bold in the face of danger, wise before the unknown, and resolute before such turmoil as not one in a hundred men could have endured."
"Thank you once more for kindness unasked for," he replies solemnly. "Sorely did your offer tempt me and should it stand once my task is done know that I shall not avoid this realm."
"Have you thought what you will do when you find the man born Renly Baratheon?" you dare to ask, careful not to show any of your frustration regarding the matter.
The changeling merely offers a sad shake of the head. "First I must see what state I shall find him in. Even Stannis did not task me to drag him back, only to find him..."
You wonder if it is care for his youngest brother's happiness, the desire to hold at last Strom's End, or some admixture of both that drives the man. For all Stannis Baratheon struggles to seem and act as though he had been carved of stone, the months that passed have taught you that this is not quite so.
What do you do in Tarth?
[] Speak to Brienne
-[] Write in
[] Take your gold and go
[] Write in
OOC: It was a near thing, but the changeling feels he must face the true Renly and at least try to get him to return. As for Stannis, well part of him wants to strangle Renly, but he is still his little brother so he wants to make sure he is safe.
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He's going to be a bit grumpy about that, but if we just take the bones, take care of Tyget, and inform Selyse that her husband has been freed it'll just be mild grumpiness (and secret satisfaction at Tyget's fate).
