Find the Targaryens

Now as much fun as it was to fuck the local whores and you had to be honest Shae had probably been the best whore you had had in a long time you hadn't been sent to Pentos just for that reason.

Your uncle Robert of the House Baratheon first of his name..... yeah you get picture with all the titles, had sent you to Pentos to either capture or preferably kill the last two Targaryens. There had been a rumour that they were being held somewhere within the city and you had recently discovered that they were being held as guests by a Cheese monger named Illyrio Mopatis.

You left Shae behind and headed towards the large mansion that Illyrio called home. The streets of Pentos were much like King's landing in that they were crowded and everyone was trying to get you to buy something from them. You bought a loaf of fresh bread with some of the copper coins you had left from a bakery and gave half to a few clearly starving orphon kids. Much like the smell the bread was better than King's landing and that certainly wasn't something that you missed from your time there.

Your father Stannis had sent you to be a part of the city watch as a young teen to harden you up as he had seen you as quite a weak son for a long time and it definitely did the trick. Spending long days on the street of steel and within the slum of flea bottom had made you both a tougher man and given you a sense of love and respect for the common people.

Just as you placed the final piece of crust within your mouth the sound of a large amount of men on horses approached. You looked to your right and were shocked. What was this Dothraki warriors within the walls? You took a few steps back to avoid the on rush and followed them as they were also heading towards the mansion of Illyrio Mopatis