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| - "Groat, do you think it wise to send my minstrel cousin to the king's side?"
- "Cousin Kirth, ride forth and faithfully guide our king to the Stark lands of Winterfell."
- Kirth grins. "Since our reunion, I'm the very model of Baratheon fury, cousin. I know just the right note to pluck in order to win the king's favor."
- Groat watches Kirth act out his crude song. "Bards blend into the shadows, my [lord/lady]. Kirth could spy on the inner workings of the royal court."
- "Kirth, rally with the royal traveling party. We need Baratheon ears in the crown's company."
- "Kirth, are you equipped to represent the ideals of [Your House] to our liege?"
- Ser Hugo eyes Kirth, who sings a bawdy song. "King Robert rides for Winterfell, my [lord/lady]. We could send Kirth as a representative."
- "Join Robert on the road to Winterfell, and prove your commitment to [Your House]."
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