11 Ch-10

June, 15th 285AC

As the nobles neared the City of Barrow town Meera noticed through her swarm that the activity on the trail was increasing, focusing for a moment she looked through the eyes of a Vulture and saw a work crew digging into the earth, then far off it or the distance stretched a stone road maybe wide enough for a four lane road.

"Rodrik? Are you working on roads here in the Barrow lands? I see some men working in the distance and a stone road going off towards Barrow town." She was kind of flattered that Rodrik thought the tow would work out that well and had already ordered construction of the roads.

Rodrik rode up closer and looked over the hill with his spyglass, "That would be the road crew heading south along the river, they have been building a stone road all the way from the mountains to Barrowtown for the reconstruction and modernization efforts. Here look at the town you should see the new wall being built from here."

Looking through the spyglass Meera looked upon the massive construction effort,The City of Barrowtown was being completely renovated, the new Castle could be seen further into the city and the massive walls were being constructed.

Meera who had not been a traveler in her old life to to the ongoing collapse of her world on a massive scale, still recognized the Theodosian Walls as a daughter of a college professor it amazed her And confirmed all to her suspicions that Rodrik was reincarnated and must have some kind of thinker of Tinker ability.

The areas where the wall was completed she could see four tiers counting the moat that was being dug and used to help build up the walls.

The moat is 30 feet wide and 20 feet deep, then a short wall that is meant to fire down into the moat then a series of two more walls of increasing size.

Looking At the East entrance of the city two statues of solid steel statues of men in full plate watch over all of the travelers going and coming to the city, as Meera looked over the city from the hill the party halted and took in the view as a group of Royal guards rode out to retrieve there lord.

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"Lord Dustin and Lady Reed, it is a pleasure to have you home and to stay with us lord and lady. We will escort you to Barrow Castle." A Royal Guard member escorted them through the city.

The renovations were far from done but the streets and sewers were close to completion as the nobles and escorts rode through the city proper.

The streets were filled with people coming and going, as the construction effort was causing an influx of people from the south where the streets were flooded with the poor and those who lost everything in the rebellion.

Men were hauling massive loads of stone, brick, and lumber as the industrial section was the first updated allowing construction goods to be produced at ludicrous speed (for the time).

Rodrik sat upon a massive clydesdale horse in his full military blues waving and smiling at the works and remembering a great number of them by name, while Meera looked at the new residential areas the houses painted in bright colors even the metal barrels that sat on the rode where men came and picked up the food waste.

Rodrik couldn't keep the smile off his face as he was very pleased with the workers and his mother for following his design. Everything down to the trash bins on the road was exactly as he wanted.

Rodrik rode up near Meera with a smug smile on his face as they approached the newly built Barrow Castle, no longer a hall, a massive Byzantine Castle that sat upon a hill where it overlooked the entire city.

Lady Dustin Rodiks mother at the entrance of the gate stood with some guards with salt and bread, "Welcome to Barrowtown Lady Reed."

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While Meera and her men took guest rights, The Inquisition, the secret police of the Barrow lands, had two members sit in an illegal bar that had recently been opened by a man from Kingslanding.

To the untrained eye they fit right into the bar filled with southerners, Those who followed the waves of workers heading here but they themselves did not come here to honest work rather to leech off the city.

All the southerners stood out among the Northern citizens; they did not use the baths nearly as often or take part in the Sunday services the Greenmen held (Priests of the Old Gods).

The two agents simply going by J and L faked nursing the terrible drinks watching the coming and going, "Gods, these drinks are terrible." J the younger of the Agents almost spit the *Ale* out with a shudder.

K an old man with a scarred face snorted ever so slightly, "It's southern Ale they are horrible at good drinks I'll take you to the Leaky Tap it's one of our places they serve the new Drinks." K looked over the bar and saw some men enter and tapped his ring on the table stopping the conversation and J understood the targets were here.

The leader, a Syphilis ridden man, had begun to try and set up a thieves guild of some kind not well, but Lord Dustin knew that no matter what he did people would always do something stupid.

So the Inquisition was founded. They are the dagger in the dark and fight in the Dark to save those In the light, they keep an eye out for corruption of any kind from the police to the university they keep those in power honest.

They normally do not go after such elements leaving that to the police forces and guards this man was special. Other agents in Kings Landing had noticed certain issues with orphans making their way North to many had missing tongues.

That led Varys the master of whispers and to the Master of Coin Petyr Baelish who the inquisitors quickly uncovered both of their networks and began to place loyal individuals into to reap the benefits.

The Syphilis ridden man was sent by Baelish in hopes of stealing the steel production techniques and starting dissent in the region.

K reaches into his coat pocket pulling a small crystal vial of liquid sealed impossibly well, giving a nod to the J he pulls a waitress and lays on the charm while K dumps the vial all over the food.

The waitress brings the man and his crew the food they of course devour it with their hands, K smiles they would go to their men and spread the sickness to all their crew.

But if a northern gets it, the cure is provided at every service during the sacrament at all services for the rest of the week, K gives the girl a nice tip and pays for the drinks while another Inquisitor will watch them.