Tyrion looked to Podrick. "You're a smart boy. Do tell young Ned all about the Watch."
The more he was called on, the more comfortable Podrick felt at answering things. Which was entirely the point. There was only a split moment of wide-eyed surprise before he took to it.
"They're guardians of the realm, my-- erm. Ned. They serve at the Wall, at the northern most part of Westeros. They're recruited from commoners and lords alike. Mostly criminals, though. Thieves and murderers, rapists and the like. If they're found guilty of crime, sometimes they'll be allowed to take the black and live out the rest of their days as a member of the Watch. Once you take your vows, it's a duty for life. You can have no wives or lovers, your rank and name means nothing, and all men are equal. The Watch is an ancient order, older than most of the noble houses, even."
Tyrion nodded at the description. "They're my kind of people. I considered the Watch myself, but alas, all the whores in the land would have wept to lose me."
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The more he was called on, the more comfortable Podrick felt at answering things. Which was entirely the point. There was only a split moment of wide-eyed surprise before he took to it.
"They're guardians of the realm, my-- erm. Ned. They serve at the Wall, at the northern most part of Westeros. They're recruited from commoners and lords alike. Mostly criminals, though. Thieves and murderers, rapists and the like. If they're found guilty of crime, sometimes they'll be allowed to take the black and live out the rest of their days as a member of the Watch. Once you take your vows, it's a duty for life. You can have no wives or lovers, your rank and name means nothing, and all men are equal. The Watch is an ancient order, older than most of the noble houses, even."
Tyrion nodded at the description. "They're my kind of people. I considered the Watch myself, but alas, all the whores in the land would have wept to lose me."