|The Blind Bastard
|Captain of Cobblecat
Roro claimed that he could tell one port from another just by the way they smelled. Cities were like women, he insisted; each one had its own unique scent. Oldtown was as flowery as a perfumed dowager. Lannisport was a milkmaid, fresh and earthy, with woodsmoke in her hair. King's Landing reeked like some unwashed whore. White Harbor was sharp, salty, and a little fishy like a mermaid should be. He said the more seals on Seal Rock, the luckier the voyage would be.
Roro had sailed the Cobblecat past the Wall, into a hundred little coves that had never seen a trading ship before, and traded arms to the wildlings in exchange for furs and other precious goods. On his return south of the Wall, the Cobblecat was intercepted by a Night's Watch fleet and escorted to Eastwatch-by-the-sea. There, Roro was executed on the deck of his ship for trading arms to the wildlings, and all the goods that he had received were confiscated.