Mason Keep

[The Forgotten God]

He grunts. "Maybe to a woman. Not to me."

[Lord Robert Dondarrion]

She laughs. "Well you will see many tattoos, the most will be on the Triarchs, tattoos show battle, and skill. However I will give you a list of slave tattoos and soldier tattoos. They show the profession of people, from Triarch to whore." She says looking to him.

[The Forgotten God]

"Definitely make sure I know the whore ones. Do they indicate price, too?"

[Lord Robert Dondarrion]

"I know some Slaves of R'hllor I grew up with went on to be Temple Prostitutes. I might be able to have them sent to you for no price at all." She smiles to him.

[The Forgotten God]

"I can afford better than what everyone who stops by the temple can get,'' he said indignantly. "I have some modicum of taste."

[Lord Robert Dondarrion]

"Do not pass up the temples skill, my prince." She says. "The temple offers service to all, but some are high class." She says, "Much like many come to me for guidance of R'hllor, yet you get my full attention and time, to do with as you please." She says.

[The Forgotten God]

"I'll keep that in mind; this trip might get lonely and my hands will be busy holding two bottles of wine." He looks down the hall. "Now, time to go be a prince. See you soon, Priestess."

[Lord Robert Dondarrion]

"If that is what you desire..." She says with a smile. "Come for me if you need anything, your brother has placed me in your service."