The North is here

After a quick check on himself, Alexios had confidence in his training he had done to prepare himself. With William and occasionally Garold showing him different tricks they know of, he grew with explosive growth. He was by far the strongest of the group. Not even Toros thought it was fun to arm wrestle Alexios anymore since he could only prolong the match for maybe a few seconds. As he looked over at Oberyn, he smiled and pricked his own finger with the blade before licking it up as it healed.

Oberyn was flustered then copied the gesture much to Alexios's surprise and delight. 'It would seem the red viper isn't ready to try a taste of the northern snakes.' Alexios's thoughts were interrupted by the signal to start and Oberyns agile movements. Oberyn was only displaying his prowess and skill with a flashy sight. he was also buying time so he could see for any weakness Alexios held.

It was true Alexios did not have the reach advantage but he wasn't worried about it. What is a reach advantage as long as your fast and skilled enough to get close. Oberyn quickly dashed forward and thrusted his spear towards the chest. Alexios dodged slightly left as his dagger blade glided along the shaft of the spear redirecting it the rest of the way.

Oberyn swung the blunted side of the spear forward with his already gained momentum to catch Alexios off guard. Alexios dropped to the ground as his leg shot up into Oberyn's chest. Oberyn was sent tumbling backwards for several feet before beginning to gather his bearings. As was getting up panting, he saw Alexios standing with his head slightly tilted and his daggers to the sides. "Is the red viper just a name or will you actually show Me a good time today?"

Oberyn has never been so disgraced but he calmed himself. He knew taunting in a battle is a strategy to winning. He came closer and did some quick thrusts in rapid succession. Each strink was redirected by the daggers or outrighted swiftly avoided. For being the largest among the group, Oberyn now knew why he was the leader of the monsters at Dorne's doorstep.

Oberyn shuffled backwards and seeped his spear at Alexios's feet. Alexios slammed his foot down cracking then breaking the blade off of the shaft. Before Oberyn could recover, Alexios grabbed the staff and pulled him forward. Oberyn was right in front of Alexios and saw him grin before seeing the giant get shorter. Alexios slammed Oberyn down while holding his neck onto the ground rattling his brain and causing him to lose consciousness.

Alexios and the group went to a tavern as the three women went to the sparring circle to help Oberyn. As Oberyn woke up, he was on a soft and cushioned bed. He looked around t ok see the three woman from before and no one else. "they're stronger then the rumors say. I'm sorry you all had to suffer for my misjudgment my lovely daughters."

"Obara, Toros by my understanding the fourth best fighter among them and the second strongest. William was the man who faught you Nymeria and as you may know, he fights normally with daggers. He is there third best fighter. Tyrene, Reana is ranked as second best among them." Oberyn knew he took the test too far since such a devastating defeat might only hold them back. Even when he tried to salvage the situation by winning a fight, he was the only one who was unconcious after the fight for who knows how long.

"It's alright father, they were all strong and we underestimated them. Should we eliminate them?" Oberyn looked out the window then back at his three beautiful daughters. "No, they can be valuable allies for the future. The true enemies are not the north but lions in their dens." The three sisters looked at eachother with uncertainty and then nodded.

"William I swear to the old gods and new if you tell that blasted story about me again, I'll rip off your balls and feed em to you!" Toros bellowed out with his loud voice as he slammed down the mug of ale he had. William froze on the spot and he looked at Toros then at the two women to both sides before sighing. "Well ladies, as you can see, my friend there is quite shy unless in bed." William winks to the ladies bringing along giggles and a couple blushes.

Although Toros and William acted like they were at each others throats most of the time. Alexios knew the truth of how Toros was just to prideful to ask for advice and wouldnt accept help. While William couldn't help but interfere trying to send amy woman willing to the large man. As the group were laughing at Toros's blush that made his all face red. Alexios recieved a letter by a passing woman.

Alexios excused himself to take a leak while the group had their normal dose of shenanigans. He stepped outside to see Oberyn smiling looking at the stars. "Beautiful night when you have a clear sky above, isn't it." "Aye, it never gets old no matter where ones life may lead to."

The two stood silently before Oberyn turned to him. "Why is the heir to Winterfell following a subservient house to them?" Alexios chuckled at the sudden change and directness. "He knows I'm stronger but also that his time will come. He just needs time to grow like a flower waiting for the sun to shine on it."

"I don't quite understand but alright. What do you want?" Alexios very much appreciated the way Oberyn was now speaking. "First a trade contract with my house, House Dragen. We can get the items to the ports and your ships will carry the goods. We have any type of metal you could want."

Oberyn looked perplexed and thought for a moment before making up his mind. "You know of what we want...?" "I can guess and presume, it's your own actions that betray your words lord Martell." Oberyn chuckled at that and sighed exhaling his breath he was holding. Alexios then offered something that would change the game as everyone knew it.

"Toros has taken a liking to your daughter. I believe her name is Obaro, a skilled warrior. Perhaps we could train her and Toros can spend more time with her." A single drop of sweat fell from Oberyns brow though it wasn't hot on this night. "You would have to ask her, she is her own person."

Alexios laughed at the words Oberyn said. "A trade agreement, a marriage into my family of sorts, and I'll give you three valyrian steel weapons. One for each daughter and only for them. The white will be difficult but I'm sure the challenge will excite Toros." Oberyn looked like his brain was about to overload.

First a trade agreement to provide them with enough supplies to equip all of Dorne. Then a talk of his daughter going with them which turned into marriage. Now the man to marry his daughter supposedly can craft valyrian weapons! All the ideas of this were running rampant but were stopped soon. "Of course if your two other daughters would like to join us, they can as long as Tyrene isn't the one cooking, haha!"

'He knows about her... What else does he know about them?' Oberyn realized he had been too quiet during the whole ordeal only thinking of the words spoken. "What exactly do you get out of this other then my daughter?" "Security, Tied relations, and the most important, gossip!"

"What do you mean? I dont seem to follow..." Alexios chuckled and said in a serious tone. "What would the other houses think if the Martell house suddenly started trading with a lower noble house in the North? They would either think they are helping them which is unlikely. Or they would think the Martells found something valuable that the lower noble house has and wants it."

Oberyn's eyes went wide and followed with a laugh. After he was finished he wiped the tears from his eyes. "You have a deal as long as Obara agrees. She leads by her own choices. You know Alexios, you almost seem like you're about to either uncover a plot or go to war. which is it?"

Alexios looks at Oberyn and smiles with his eyes closed. Loud cheers go on inside the tavern, loud enough to hear outside. Alexios takes out one of the two daggers he had and twirls it while walking away. "Why can't it be both?"