Treacherous // Podrick Payne

6. Magic

"You have magic?" Tywin questioned. He didn't like that he was losing battles to a child. He needed something, someone to give him a leg up and a witch that controlled the weather was certainly something that could help him.

"Magic?" Storm muttered. "I mean sure I guess you could say that."

"What kind of payment are we talking?" Five asked.

"We are not staying." Storm reminded him.

"We can't really leave either." Five countered. "We are assassins for hire." Five told him smugly.

"You are a child." Tywin corrected. Five temporal jumped behind him startling Tywin, Storm chuckled.

"An assassin, and I'm probably older than you." Five remarked but looked at him again. "Probably not."

"I can pay," Tywin assured. "I am Tywin Lannister and a Lannister always pays his debts." Storm and Five stared at him.

"Does that mean something to you Five?" Storm asked.

"Nope, you?"

"No. so you have cash, you have our temporary help." Storm told him.

"Cash?" Tywin questioned and Storm groaned.

"What form of money do you have in this strange land of bullshitery?" Storm asked.

"Coin." Tywin said slowly. He didn't believe they were from another realm but the more they talked the more he thought it impossible for a woman of her age not to know the name Lannister. That itself was a travesty, but her ability would be beneficial. "Come we will talk battle plans." Tywin suggested.

"Five you best lead this, they are obviously failing." Storm remarked.

"He is a child, I am a seasoned war-' Tywin began as Five temporal jumped in front of him stopping him in his tracks.

"You are obviously losing, let me and my sister handle things if you want to win this." Five agreed.

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"That is actually a very good idea." Tywin remarked and Five poured himself another drink.

"Told you." Five agreed clicking his glass with Storms.

"If you want to eliminate quicker I can send a tornado their way too. It wont matter their numbers if a tornado is ripping through their camp." Storm added nonchalantly.

"Remarkable." Tywin said as a little vortex appeared in storms hand, she fisted her hand dissolving the tornado as the tent flap opened.

'Tyrion' Tywin said in a very dull voice. Storm looked to the little man, then the savages that followed. Bronn winked at her as he entered. Five chuckled as Storm rolled her eyes.

'Uncle. Father.' Tyrion said walking in he searched the room for wine and food.

'The rumors of your demise were unfunded.' Tywin informed him.

'Sorry to disappoint you' Tyrion said sitting down opposite him.

'And who are these companions of yours?' Tywin asked.

'This is Shugga son of Dolph chief of the stone crows. Timett son of timett ruler of The burned men. This fair maid is chella daughter of cheyk the leader of the black and here we have Bronn son of...' Tyrion trailed off looking to Bronn.

'You wouldn't know him,' Bronn said

'May I present my Lord father Tywin son of Tytos of house lannister. Lord of Castlery rock warden of the west...' Tyrion told his new... friends. "Who are your new friends?" Tyrion countered. "Such a gorgeous companion, I would know you if you were from the rock." Tyrion remarked.