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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 18:13:41 GMT -5
Tania laughed, "In the back room Ser Petyr. Would you like to see mine?" she laughed.
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Post by Marie on Sept 9, 2013 18:14:38 GMT -5
"As I said dear, go through that door," she pointed to a heavy oak door where a Gold Cloak captain was sitting nearby looking bored, "third door on the right." The young man went through the door, followed the directions and entered the room, looking around somewhat anxiously to see if there was a woman present and secretly hoping there wasn't.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 18:16:52 GMT -5
There was a bed, clean and turned down, a small wooden chair, and a table with a lamp. The room is empty.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 9, 2013 18:19:38 GMT -5
Tania laughed, "In the back room Ser Petyr. Would you like to see mine?" she laughed. "Perhaps... does it breath fire?" Petyr asked curiously.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 18:23:42 GMT -5
"Perhaps... does it breath fire?" Petyr asked curiously. Tania laughed, a real belly laugh, not a surprised girly giggle. "No, Thank the seven!"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 9, 2013 18:28:02 GMT -5
Ser Petyr toasted his own joke, "Thats good. I imagine it would not make for a lot of repeat clientele."
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Post by Marie on Sept 9, 2013 18:33:49 GMT -5
There was a bed, clean and turned down, a small wooden chair, and a table with a lamp. The room is empty. The young man went to lock the door then he lay down for a while.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Sept 9, 2013 18:44:15 GMT -5
Drinks are soon dispersed as the crowd begans to swell. A hedge knight wearing a broach featuring two dice approaches, "Ser!" He says, "Congratulations on your victory! You won me quite a hefty purse, I don't mind telling you. Name is Ser Regard." Oswyn looked genuinely surprised anyone at all had put coin on him in the joust. After a moment, he smiled broadly and raised his glass. "A toast to our good fortune then, Ser Regard!" he exclaimed jovially, motioning for the hedge knight to have a seat. "I can't imagine there are many men besides us that ended this tourney with heavier purses. I can't imagine the odds placed on me taking the prize were favorable."
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 18:49:14 GMT -5
Ser Petyr toasted his own joke, "That's good. I imagine it would not make for a lot of repeat clientele." "No certainly not," she said, still chuckling. "And what about on the Wall? Are there..many giants? I have always wanted to see one."
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 18:52:09 GMT -5
Oswyn looked genuinely surprised anyone at all had put coin on him in the joust. After a moment, he smiled broadly and raised his glass. "A toast to our good fortune then, Ser Regard!" he exclaimed jovially, motioning for the hedge knight to have a seat. "I can't imagine there are many men besides us that ended this tourney with heavier purses. I can't imagine the odds placed on me taking the prize were favorable." "Quite the contrary. I was one of the few to predict your victory, and so the odds were most excellent, each of my stags bred a dozen of their silver brothers." Ser Regard said, clinking glasses. "Quite the entourage you've collected, I bet the ladies are impressed eh? And that beauty you gave that rose to? Whoa yes ser."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 9, 2013 18:53:55 GMT -5
"They are a plague. In the last we have clashed eight times with them, and they are moving further and further south." Pertyr replied, "And believe me... you are better off for not having seen them ever."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Sept 9, 2013 19:03:36 GMT -5
"Quite the contrary. I was one of the few to predict your victory, and so the odds were most excellent, each of my stags bred a dozen of their silver brothers." Ser Regard said, clinking glasses. "Quite the entourage you've collected, I bet the ladies are impressed eh? And that beauty you gave that rose to? Whoa yes ser." "Then you had more confidence in me than I did in myself." he replied humbly. "I thank you for that. "You are right though." he continued, looking around those gathered, familiar faced becoming more difficult to pick out in the crowd. " It seems a man with good fortune is in no short of friends." At the mention of Lady Lannister his jovial mask fell slightly, the only melancholy stain upon an otherwise perfect day.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 9, 2013 19:22:55 GMT -5
"They are a plague. In the last we have clashed eight times with them, and they are moving further and further south." Pertyr replied, "And believe me... you are better off for not having seen them ever." Tania shook her head, smiling slyly, as Petyr seemed to have missed her innuendo. "Then you had more confidence in me than I did in myself." he replied humbly. "I thank you for that. "You are right though." he continued, looking around those gathered, familiar faced becoming more difficult to pick out in the crowd. " It seems a man with good fortune is in no short of friends." At the mention of Lady Lannister his jovial mask fell slightly, the only melancholy stain upon an otherwise perfect day. "Is something wrong ser?" Regard said, "She seems pleased to have received it." Ser Regard said.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 9, 2013 19:31:04 GMT -5
Petyr patted her hand, "Just the very notion has scared you into silence. I can tell. Thinking of those beasts." He looked at Hugh, and asked "Don't you agree?"
Hugh swallowed, and then looked between them, and said, "What?"
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Sept 9, 2013 19:32:08 GMT -5
"I hope so." he replied, wondering what game the woman had been playing at. "Do you frequent this establishment often ser? I am curious to find a woman fitting for the celebration that is called for."
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