Screw it. Go in Yourself

With a loud bang you jump into the room

"IN THE NAME OF THE QUEEN; SUBMIT OR DIE" you proclaim with your sword ready to cut down anyone who would dare to resist your bravery.

You look around you.

The room is filled with men. Around a docent. They seem shocked for a moment. Then angry. Then they grin.

Ooops.

"You know what" you begin "I think thats a misunderstanding " you try to avert the situation and gickle disarmingly "This is obviously no illegal plot to **** anyone or something like that" you use your most disarming smile. It seams to work, everyone in the room grins. They seem to be quiet happy. especially the the older guy with the shaven head. He seems outright amused.

But then the same guy whispers through his teeth "kill that fool!"

Mmmh... Maybe that was a bad idea after all, you go into your defensive stance as nine or ten young men surround you with daggers and clubs.

Damn...!

(Screen goes black, sounds of clashing metal heard. then the rains of Castamere,)

(Roll Credits)