A luxurious tent located near the centre of the Targaryen camp, it was crimson read with a sigil of the Rogare dragon; 8 guards guarded its sorroundings, a sweet perfume scent could be smelled from the outside, one could easily tell without looking it was owned by a Lyseni, Lys was called the perfumed sister for a reason, Lysene perfumes were considered the best in the known world.
Bessaro, Lysandro's trusted slave came into the tent only to find his master putting his armor on with the assistance of two servants, next to an enormous bed where Naqhezha a bed slave who had served the Rogare family since her youth laid on the bed comeplety naked. Naqhezha was known as one of the most beautiful women from Lys, born to become a bedslave both his parents were chosen for their beauty to breed her, a common practice in Lysene high society.
"Lord Lysandro, the men are ready" Bessaro said after bowing to greet his master who had ordered the 42 men he recruited to be ready for practice.
"Good Bessaro, what can you tell me about them at first look" Lysandro replied as his servants placed his breast plate.
"Most of them seem to be skilled fighters my Lord, among them I must mention a man named Walder a Westerosi looking for fortune who claims to have killed dozens of men and Rocko a Dothraki and a former pit fighter he is quite an impressive fighter his skills with the Arakh are remarkable"
"We shall meet them then" Lysandro turned to Naqhezha "Get dressed, go into Volantis you know what to do" the woman bowed and then stood placing a red sleeping gown on her body before leaving the room.
Moments later Lysandro went out his tent to meet Qavo Edoryen an the men he had recruited from Volantis, and maybe even spar with some of them "Impressive, Qavo you have done a great work, let us meet that Dothraki"
As they walked towards a huge man with a long braid on his back "His knowledge of our language is minimum my lord but what he lacks of brains he makes up for with his combat skills, he claims he has never cut his braid, meaning he nas never been defeated in combat"
"They say you have never been defeated is that true?" Lysandro asked the man.
"Rocko never defeat, Rocko smashed opponents" Rocko replied.
"Let me see your skills" Lysandro draw his sword pointing it towards Rocko's chest, Rocko only grinned and grabbing his arakh on his right hand and a dagger on his left hand, the two men battled Lysandro wielded his sword with great skill and his speed was impressive but Rocko's strength was too much for him, the duel ended with an unarmed Lysandro with an arakh on his throat and a dothraki smiling right in front of him "Rocko kills, Lyseni worried to lose life and forgot attack"
"Impressive!! your skills are simply impressive" Lysandro turned to Bessaro "Make this man my personal escort, and also try to recruit more like him", Bessaro bowed and left along with Rocko trying to explain him Lysandro's command.
Submitted January 01, 2017 at 01:22AM by DarryDragon http://ift.tt/2hFC8Sg
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