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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Sept 12, 2013 18:34:37 GMT -5
"I would hear out the proposed restructuring before a single man is granted that much power over our forces." Oswyn spoke up, feeling the negotiations were heading in a dangerous direction that perhaps had been planned from the beginning.
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Post by Tynian Lannister on Sept 12, 2013 18:35:40 GMT -5
Gerion smirked at Lord Royce. The man sounded like a weaselly merchant, haggling over coin. The position he referred to so preciously didn't even belong to House Royce, but to House Arryn; now extinct. Perhaps that's why he guarded it so fiercely, like a drunkard did his last copper penny.
He straightened up at the mention of an overlordship and commented "I would of course, like to be considered, should such a position become available" he said with a smile.
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2013 18:40:00 GMT -5
"Better than the other shit idea."
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Post by Horas on Sept 12, 2013 18:43:27 GMT -5
"If I may be further bold," Lord Royce says. He does not seem to have any intention of stopping; whatever else the Blind Lord was, he could be tenacious. "One man here has the status, experience, and success necessary for the position. Lord Sammael Baratheon is the natural choice." Bayard folds his hands over his cane. "Though such a choice is of course the prerogative of the King and his Hand."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 12, 2013 18:47:35 GMT -5
Aenys nodded, "Then the Wardens will stand, and new Grand Marshal position will be created. I apologize for the confusion."
Just then the King entered the Room, he waved urgently for every one to be seated. He walked to his chair, and stood. He played with the rings on his finger, and said "I do not have much time my Lords, but I wanted a moment to speak with you. I have two notions to speak of... the first is I was traveling the King's road just a month back, and I was horrified at the condition of my high way." He looked around the room like these lords were personally at fault.
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Post by Tynian Lannister on Sept 12, 2013 18:47:40 GMT -5
Gerion snorted "I disagree. Maybe 20 years ago he was, but now he's too old" he glared at Lord Royce, shamelessly touting his father-in-law for what was now promising to be a powerful position.
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2013 18:55:28 GMT -5
Eirek replied to the King, "Your Grace, the Kingsroad is indeed in need of repairs, and it is good of you to point it out. When can we expect funds from the Crown to begin them?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 12, 2013 19:01:10 GMT -5
"I intend to name a new man to my small council. I do not know yet if it will be a permanent position. I want a man whose sole duty is to maintain all of King's Highways. I want to expand my roads, and maintain the ones we already have." He smiled proudly at this bold notion. "In addition, since my wife is still abed after her most recent brush with fever last winter, I have decided that I need would like to foster two boys my sons age, and two girls my daughters age. If you have family members who would be interested please let me know." He smiles at all of them.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Sept 12, 2013 19:09:46 GMT -5
Gerion snorted "I disagree. Maybe 20 years ago he was, but now he's too old" he glared at Lord Royce, shamelessly touting his father-in-law for what was now promising to be a powerful position. "Not much older than yourself, my lord, yet twice the man." Oswyn added acidly. The Batheon heir stood our od respect when His Grace entered the room, only taking his seat when the Tagaryen had done the same. Oswyn regretted that he had no children to foster with the royals, but hoped his victory at the tourney ten years ago would place him near the top of the list if His Grace ever required a knight for one of his sons to squire under. |
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2013 19:13:28 GMT -5
Eirek stayed quiet after that "offer". Elyssa was but a year older than the King's daughter, but he would not recommend one of his kin to be raised in this place.
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Post by Princess Carmesí Martell on Sept 12, 2013 20:26:32 GMT -5
Carmesí, all softness and humility addressed His Grace with dutiful attention, as if she alone shared the space with him; "My king speaks much of 'men.' I wonder, does he remember that he has many other loyal servants besides. I hope he will be mindful of the constant support of my family, and note that we have a driving ambition to serve him in all of his endeavors." Her voice was silken, a whisper that might have traveled miles and still arrived with every finely pronounced syllable intact, though the language was caressed by the lilt of her accent.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 12, 2013 20:28:47 GMT -5
"This is hardly the venue for this Carmesi." The King replied frowning at the Martell.
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2013 20:30:08 GMT -5
"Oh, and while we have you, Your Grace, what's this about a war?" Eirek adds in after Carmesi's attempt at verbal cocksucking.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 12, 2013 20:40:34 GMT -5
"Our clams to the Stepstones are ancient, yet currently these lands are held by Lys and Tyrosh. Is this right?" The King asked the table.
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Post by Erik on Sept 12, 2013 20:46:45 GMT -5
"It is not my place to judge who ought to hold some desolate rocks in the Narrow Sea. Let Lys and Tyrosh waste their time trying to hold them."
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Hope you all are well and happy.