At the Mansion

You arrived at the wedding feast of Illyrio Mopatis but the crowd of people trying to get a glimpse of what was going on was too difficult to pass through and you could only see from afar. There was a man sat upon a large stallion with a very long braid near the entrance to the mansion. You were a big man towering 6ft 6 much like your uncle Robert when he was younger but this man sat upon his horse seemed bigger than even yourself. He screeched a thundering war cry and the horde of Dothraki rode back down the rode.

You moved through the crowd pushing your way through to try and get a glimpse of who this Khal was meeting and then in the distance you spotted two white haired pale figures. A petite woman next to a slender man. That must be the Targaryen siblings

You made your way back to the tavern and to no surprise Shae had left which was a shame you had really enjoyed her tight Lorathi body but a whore was a whore and you couldn't expect anything other than their body from them.

You wrote out a letter and headed back out into the city, it was now dusk and you didn't want to be out for much longer. The city was a dangerous place at night even for a man of your size, a few thugs could easily take you down if they worked together. You managed to find a man willing to send a raven for you to kings landing and you attached the letter.

Finally arriving back at the tavern you sat down and tucked into some honey roasted lamb with ale. Listening to the conversations around you made you aware of the context of what you had actually seen earlier in the day. The Dothraki led by their Khal a man by the name of Drogo had come to the city to see about a marriage with the Targaryens.

This was worrying news a Dothraki horde crossing the narrow sea to back the Targaryen claim would only mean the **** and destruction of large sections of Westeros and the potential fall of your own house.

You had to take action before the marriage could take place and that meant making a plan fast.