[b]Morgan Stark[/b]

[color=silver]"Good morning Lady Robyn. And it does appear to be rather early doesn't it. I guess the tourney has me rather excited,"[/color] he said, smiling. He popped a grape into his mouth as Toran walked in, and greeted them. [color=silver]"Prince Artoran, good morning,"[/color] he said with an ever present smirk on his face. The next to arrive was Lady Alianne, a nice enough girl, though she didn't seem entirely social. He'd only really seen her around Lady Alerie, although Morgan had to admit, he didn't pay a whole lot of attention. Over the past few days he'd been training quite a lot. If you asked him, he'd say it was because he wanted to prepare for the melee, as well as the duels. However, the real reason he'd been training so much was to distract him from thinking of home. He wouldn't ever admit that, he was too arrogant, however it was true.

[color=f49ac2] "So will ether of you boys be joining the tournament today?"[/color]

Morgan smiled at the girl. [color=silver]"I will be taking part in the melee as well as the duels. The melee is chaos, much like the North. But I'd be remiss if I missed out on a chance to have a friendly little fight with Toran here,"[/color] he said, popping another grape in his mouth. He looked up as Beregard and and his sister, Belinda, entered the dining room. He had spent a little bit of time with Beregard, enough to get the sense that he didn't quite enjoy his company. Morgan wasn't surprised. They came from very different walks of life and a little animosity never bothered him. He listened as Beregard mentioned that he'd be partaking in archery, and grinned at the jape his sister threw at him. 

When Willam Lannister walked in, Morgan's demeanor changed, though one would have to be paying close attention if they were to notice. His smirk fell somewhat and he tensed up. Whenever Morgan saw the lion he couldn't help but get slightly tense. His families had not developed any close ties in the past century, and he'd heard all too much of the tragedy of Eddard Stark. So he was cautious. He figured that wasn't a bad thing in a place like King's Landing.

He heard Toran ask him about his sister, right as she entered the dining room. [color=silver]"Well here she is,"[/color] he said as she came to stand next to him. In truth he had seen his sister last night, after one of her nightmares awoke her, but he couldn't tell the others that. Better they know nothing about Manasa's dreams. Who knew how they'd react. Manasa was followed by her handmaiden, who burst into the dining hall, greeting the wards. Morgan felt bad for the poor girl. His sister could be quite demanding. [color=silver]"So where is our feathered friend, might I ask?"[/color] Morgan said, referring to the Arryn girl.

[b]Alerie Tyrell[/b]

Alerie smiled as Robyn Greyjoy entered. [color=springgreen]"Hello my lady,"[/color] she said, smiling. Alerie hadn't gotten to talk much with Robyn, although she had deduced that she was a tough girl, one who could probably go toe to toe in a battle of wits with Alerie herself. The next to walk in was Prince Toran. Alerie would be a liar if she said she wasn't attracted to the Dornishman but she really found most of the male wards quite attractive. Toran just more than most. She turned away to hide the crimson color that was creeping up her cheeks, and when it had faded, she turned to face the others again.

Alerie smiled as Alianne entered. She and Alerie had gotten on fine the past few days, and Alerie could see them being good friends later on in their time at King's Landing. Alerie watched as more people filed into the room. Beregard and his sister Belinda. The girl was rather brutish, and Morgan had made a passing comment about how odd it was that a wildling had gotten this far south. As the boys talked about what they'd be competing in, Alerie turned to the conversation of Robyn and Alianne. Robyn had asked Alianne if she could escort her around the tourney. Alerie was forced to reflect on who her companions would be. The boys would all be competing and it appeared that Manasa and Alyssa would be as well. Belinda scared her more than she would care to admit, and anyways, she got the sense that the Baratheon bastard didn't like her. Maybe this would be a perfect time to cement some friendships. Alerie knew that in the games that were played here in King's Landing, a friend would be good to have. She turned to face the other girls, smiling. [color=springgreen]"I hope you ladies wouldn't mind if I joined you two today. I fear that as of right now I'll be rather alone at this tourney, save my handmaiden."[/color]