Tytos Clegane was just a Serjeant in the City Watch. He commanded patrols for a couple of months before being fed a slip of paper by one of his underlings. The name of their first building for the operation to commence.

The Clegane was led to a small apartment in Cobbler Square. Two stories and a basement underneath. His base of operations to conduct business from. Enough bedrolls to keep men happy, and the bonus, or so he was told, was this was a hidden gem. Busy during the night and the day. Tytos loved that before making himself a little office. A table was brought in, as were several wineskins. He glanced at his men and nodded to them, setting down a quil and parchment. Names and the addresses of those that were required to the mission.

The next morning

Tytos Clegane was out of his normal gold cloak attire, now wearing brown leather armor and regular breeches with a sword on his right hip, and a dirk on his left hip. He had an air of authority and confidence in his manners today.

The Clegane sat back, knowing that with Tywin Lannisters permission he would be handling business. Silencing enemies of the crown, and enemies of his own. All he had to do was be smart about it and not draw too much attention to himself.