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Post by Ser Leyton Hightower on Sept 9, 2013 0:12:45 GMT -5
"I maintain this sept. It does not matter to me which sept you choose. Just find one and make the gift." Rickon replied. "If you maintain this sept, then it is surely worthy of patronage." Ser Lorren declared, calmly. "Please accept this gift." He removed a per-counted bag of coins from a side pocket and offered it to the Lord Commander. It's weight hinted that it's worth was slightly above the value of Ser Lorren's armor and horse. |
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Post by Flex on Sept 9, 2013 6:41:39 GMT -5
Ser Domeric Thatcher entered the sept and studied the stranger for a moment before kneeling... in front of the crown.
If one looked closely one would see that his hands were blue and brown and green and many other, less discernible colours.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 9, 2013 7:04:09 GMT -5
Rickon smiled and nodded, "Thank you. Let me just put this away." He turned and walked out one of the septs doors.
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Post by Ser Leyton Hightower on Sept 9, 2013 9:32:36 GMT -5
Rickon smiled and nodded, "Thank you. Let me just put this away." He turned and walked out one of the septs doors. Ser Lorren bowed his head in recognition of Ser Domeric, before turning to depart, not wishing to impose himself upon the knights of the Kingsguard. |
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Hope you all are well and happy.