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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 12, 2013 18:26:42 GMT -5
"No hint? No riddle?" he asked, incredulous. "Just find it?"
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 9:41:42 GMT -5
"No hints, no riddles. Come up with a way to find out where it will be held." She said, "You nobles are always snooping and spying on each other. This will give you something productive to do."
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 10:36:53 GMT -5
Nymeria arrived at the Love Or Money with her companion and looked around for her taskgiver
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 10:37:23 GMT -5
Tania waved from behind the bar.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 10:38:17 GMT -5
Nymeria approached with a smile. "I think I will have one of your beds," She said, placing a stag down on the bar.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 10:39:52 GMT -5
"Up the stairs, third door on the left," Tania replied, taking the stag, and dropping it into a lockbox chained to the bar.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 10:41:53 GMT -5
Nymeria smirked. "And how will you confirm that certain requirements have been fulfilled? Will you be... watching?" She winked.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 10:43:47 GMT -5
Tania looked at Nymeria as if she asked whether the Sun would rise in the East and set in the West. "It's LORD SAXON CAVE's party..." She replied, as if that answered everything.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 10:47:09 GMT -5
"Of course!" Nymeria said, happily, taking Flowers' hand and leading him up to the room. "I guess here we are."
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 10:49:50 GMT -5
Ben smiled, "Nice place they've got here," he said, as though he'd never been to a whore house before.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 10:53:52 GMT -5
"You should see our manse," Nymeria said, stepping over to the bed and pulling up the covers. "Well, time to get comfortable!" She said, lying down and patting the spot beside her for him to join.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 10:58:55 GMT -5
Ben began to undress, pulling off ringed mail and a leather tunic hurriedly.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 11:00:21 GMT -5
"Those breeches better not come off," Nymeria told him with a laugh as she rested her head on a pillow. "I wonder who Lord Cave has watching all of these places? Orphans, maybe? Or is he a magician?"
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 13, 2013 11:02:07 GMT -5
"He practices dark arts, everyone knows that," Flowers replied. "Served with the Faceless Men, he did, in Braavos. And the Warlocks of Qarth too. Looks into flames like the red priests, and sees the future or the past."
He crawled in beside her.
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Post by Flex on Oct 13, 2013 11:04:00 GMT -5
"Then no doubt he can see us now!" She said, pulling the blanket over them. "Although I can only assume he has his eyes on far more important things. We will simply have to await his diligence."
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