The Survivor

[Naomi Harlaw]

"My cousin",she asked. "I believe there was a Harlaw there at the feast. Should be easy...", her reply was interrupted by the arguement. "Oh for fuck's sake..."

She opens her doors,"Shut the fuck up!!!" Looking at the arguing men,"Were we burned?!! Are you dead?! What fucking difference does it make? We have bigger problems." Naomi looks intently at Harrold,"Come 'ere...." She motions her finger telling him to come to her.

[The Forgotten God]

Harrold comes forward, the man a dumb but loyal reaver. "Yes, cap'n?" He said.

[Naomi Harlaw]

She was breathing heavily with a small smile, Naomi caressed his face,"Are you afraid, Harrold", she asked, her lips inches away from his face. "Are you?"

"You have always been loyal. Why are you frightened now", her chest heaved as her eyes peered into him. "We are Ironborn", her cheek now to his, she whispers"We fear nothing, especially not a fucking fire." She pushed him back,"the next time you try and spread fear on MY fucking ship, I will kill you."

Naomi looked at the rest of the crew,"Now get back to fucking work.. If you're afraid of being here, hop the fucking side and join a another crew." She looked at Salt,"I'm going to speak to my cousin, you can join me if you wish."

[The Forgotten God]

Harrold hops ship not long after she leaves. Whoreson shook his head. "I gotta keep these fools in line," he said. "Tell ole Harry I said hello," he joked. "And he owes me six silver from our last card game."

[Naomi Harlaw]

"Alright, do your job then",she sighs with a smile. "I think we're being too soft on them", she chuckles.

"I will let him know just that." She waves and continues down the pier.

[The Forgotten God]

Haradras Harlow's ship is the Grim Weeper, a tall and powerful warship, with a crew brutally trained and drilled. Naomi approaches it and sees the men in their noble regalia, the opposite of her more pirate like ship. The infamous captain himself is easy to identify, a tall handsome man with his Valyrian sword strapped to his back. He and his men are fishing when she walks up, pulling bass and perch from the lake. An Ironborn soldier stops her as she approach. "Who the fuck are you?" He asked.

[Naomi Harlaw]

Naomi takes in a breath with a grin,"I'm his cousin... Back from the dead", she replies pointing at Haradas. She stares at Haradas,"Although I don't know if he knows it yet."

[The Forgotten God]

"Cousin?" The man asked. "Hey cap'n, some lady here says she's your cousin!" He called out. The big man looked over and walked to the gangplank. He looked at her. "A cousin?" He asked in a surprisingly musical voice, "I don't have too many of those. I feel like I'd recognize you."

[Naomi Harlaw]

"My father was Leman Harlaw, your father's brother." She looked at him, fuck he was huge... "And of course, you wouldn't know me because I don't know you."

"But my first mate, Whoreson did tell me to remind you of the six silvers you owe him", she grinned. "..from a card game."

[The Forgotten God]

"Fucking Salt," he grumbled, "he did find your dad's wayward ass after all. You're Lem's girl, hm?" He said, looking her over. "Must take after your mother," he noted. "Next time tell ole Whoreson he can come get his damn silver himself and face me like a man!" He laughed. "Come on up then. I'm Haradras." He brought her on board. "So you coming to pledge your ship and axe to the Old Way?" He asked.

[Naomi Harlaw]

Naomi nodded, chuckling as she came on board,"He would have came with me, but he's busy kicking crewmen in the ass and keeping my ship together. He's a good man."

She glazed over the comment about her mother,"The Old Way is the only way, my father taught me that. I can fingerdance pretty good", she grinned.

Looking out over the water,"I'm also here for your help if you can give it to me?"

[The Forgotten God]

"Help?' He asked. "Help with what?" The big man took his back sheath off and sat it down. "I heard your father got killed in Lys or some far off fucking place. You know who killed him?"

[Naomi Harlaw]

The wind was cold as it hit her tossing her auburn hair into her face. "I want the Grey Lady", her tone was even. "And no I don't know who killed him? I thought it was fever that burned right through, but I don't believe that it really was.." She then turned to him,"But I do plan to find the fuckers and give them my undivided attention."

"But I can't do it alone..."

[The Forgotten God]

Haradras was silent. "You want to wage war against another Ironborn?" He asked. "How did the Grey Lady leave your possession in the first place?"

[Naomi Harlaw]

"Yes, I do", her mouth was drawn tightly.

"They stole her while I was returning my father to the Drowned God and left me behind", she frowned. "With Salty." Her hand was now balled into a fist,"It took me over two years to gain a ship and a crew. My first only thought.... My obession was to get back to Westeros."

"This tourney was the best opportunity for it."

[The Forgotten God]

"Stole?" He asked. "Like...raided, or just kindly asked the crew to let them take it?" He seemed confused. "Did your father's crew betray him?"

[Naomi Harlaw]

"I didn't see any signs of a fight while we were on the shore in the water."

"No fires, no screams, just the Grey Lady getting smaller in my view as she sailed away. So you tell me what it sounds like to you. One of the Boltons I spoke to at the feast said I should count myself lucky that I was not taken as well." Naomi looked down,"He called my father a damn fool for letting it happen..."

[The Forgotten God]

"It sounds odd," Haradras said, "though if you were my cousin you'd have fought then and there. It sounds like your crew didn't want a girl to lead them," he said. "You'll have to show them the error of their judgement. With steel and pain, probably."

[Naomi Harlaw]

"I am and would have", she looked at him,"and I aim to. Do not doubt me, I owe them a chance to mend the error of their ways by sending them to the Drowned God screaming "

[The Forgotten God]

Her cousin scratched the top of his head. "Well, now," he said. "That's the spirit. What is it exactly you want from me?"

[Naomi Harlaw]

"Well my ship isn't big enough to take her, I'm afraid." Leaning on the rail, she smirked at him,"I'm going to need a hell of alot more muscle and iron... And I'm sure you give it to me."

[The Forgotten God]

The captain frowned. "So you want me to give you men and more ships to slaughter your old crew?" He frowned. "It sounds like there's more to this story than you're letting on." He looked about. "Tell Whoreson to come visit me tomorrow. I am going to get to the bottom of this, but you'll get your ship back."

[Naomi Harlaw]

She sighed, "Yeah of course, I'm a woman, so of course I'm lying. " Naomi scoffs,"And I didn't want just your men.... My father was your uncle, I figured getting help to kill the fucks that betrayed him and took what was his wouldn't have been so hard to ask... " she shook her head,"I'll send Whoreson, maybe a "man's" word on it might help you. "

She looked at again and departed for her own ship.

[Naomi Harlaw]

Naomi decided to miss the joust, what's the excitement in watching them knock each other off horses. Speaking with Whoreson beside her on the deck about her cousin wanting to talk to him instead of her, there was an explosion. "Holy Fuck,"she mumbled and looked at Salty,"Guess it was a good idea to stay onboard."

"Who do you think got freyed this time?"