Bold warrior you are, attacking a man when his guard's down.

A parley or a fight?

- I don't know. Ginger cunt, three tents down. - And he didn't have anything to say about it?

and a highborn beauty for a wife.

You promised me a lordship and a castle

Got in a scrap with a few older boys.

I saw you kill a man with a shield.

Getting a bit old to be a squire, aren't we?

A vulture grasping a baby in it's talons, House Blackmont.

I want a parley.

Always wanted a Dornish stallion.

She's a screamer, that one.

We had a deal, and wearing a gold cloak wasn't part of it.

How do you plan on finding a single Dornishman in a city this big?

I think you're a good person.

She's a beauty. The problem is,

Best time to attack a man.

And your sister is a mean person.

Got a noblewoman to marry back home.

with a nice breeze in our faces.