prince-of-fools

Those were great big angry men with sharp swords actually wanting to cut pieces off me. It__ not until you__e seen a red gaping wound and all the complex little bits inside a man all broken up and sliced open, and known that they weren__ ever getting back together again, and vomited your last two meals over the rocks . . . it__ not until then that you understand the business of swords properly and, if you__e a sensible man you vow to have nothing to do with it ever again.

At the dockside I was pleasantly surprised to find the North wasn't all hairy men in animal skins. There was also hairy women in animal skins.