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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 25, 2013 11:45:26 GMT -5
The house that never sleeps. Home to some crazy raves.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 25, 2013 11:51:01 GMT -5
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Princess Lyssandra arrived to the Manse for what would likely be an interesting time at King's Landing.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 26, 2013 16:20:57 GMT -5
Ser Meryn Tully arrives in chain mail with a shirt of his houses colors over it. He keeps a hand on his sword and knocks at the door.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 26, 2013 20:12:47 GMT -5
He is greeted cordially and a man asks what he is inquiring about.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 27, 2013 9:38:31 GMT -5
Meryn smiles through his beard,"My grandfather would like to speak to the Princess Lyssandra, I am here to escort her back to him." He scratched his beard and sighed, tired of being formal. "He's old, doesn't like to travel, that kind of thing."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 27, 2013 13:53:27 GMT -5
The servant went away and return with Lyssandra a few moments later. She nods at him, "Hello. Who are you?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 28, 2013 8:47:40 GMT -5
He nodded towards the servant,"Terrible service, I already told him my name." He laughed at his own joke, which was the norm whether it was bad or not. "I am Meryn Tully, cousin of Lord Harold. My grandfather, Aemon would like to speak to you. But he is old and so invites you to the Tully manse." He points to his own chest,"I am here to escort you."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 28, 2013 12:49:17 GMT -5
"Lord Harold did not mention anything about you or your grandfather. What is it he wants to speak to me about?" She stood there confused at the thought that an old invalid had some interest in speaking to her. "I rarely if ever have anyone call for me, let alone a person I have never heard of before."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 28, 2013 23:36:59 GMT -5
Meryn shrugged,"My grandfather is Lord Harold's closest advisor, but I'm not sure why his relatives would come up in conversation." Meryn paused and looked Lyssandra up and down. "When he is courting a beautiful woman."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Sept 29, 2013 13:54:16 GMT -5
Lyssandra rubbed her forehead with a gloved hand. She was quickly tired of Kings Landing already. "We are friends, nothing more," she said sternly. "I can arrange a palanquin and have your grandfather brought here if he wishes to speak with me. Lord Harold did not mention anything of you or him to me ever, so this is all a surprise." She crossed her arms, "Anything else?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 29, 2013 16:56:10 GMT -5
Meryn nodded,"I'll be back with my grandfather." He turned into the crowd without another word.
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Aemon returned later, having walked the entire way. He was breathing hard and his cane shook slightly, but his back did not bend.
He knocked on the door as a worried Meryn looked on.
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Sept 29, 2013 17:11:16 GMT -5
Meryn nodded,"I'll be back with my grandfather." He turned into the crowd without another word. /////////////////////////////////////////////////// Aemon returned later, having walked the entire way. He was breathing hard and his cane shook slightly, but his back did not bend. He knocked on the door as a worried Meryn looked on. He rarely slept there but since he did not feel comfortable with his sister alone in Kings Landing, he decided to spend his time there. Evan opened the door to the manse. he saw the elderly man and another man with him. "Hello gentlemen, and what brings you to here this evening?" He looked at them questionably, the older man was breathing heavily. "Are you alright, Ser?" |
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 29, 2013 17:26:57 GMT -5
Aemon nodded, and straightened his shoulders so we was standing at full height. "I am fine young man." He looked over his shoulder at Meryn,"If you let him tell you though, he would say he carries me on his back most of the time." He glowers at Meryn and shakes his head.
The young knight has a bewildered look on his face,"Seriously, gramps? You act like you didn't beg me to carry you. I said walking was good for you."
Aemon ignored his bodyguard,"I am here to see Princess Lyssandra. I am guessing you are her brother, Evan?"
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Sept 29, 2013 17:31:53 GMT -5
"Yes I am", he continued to look at them. Evan then stepped aside,"Please come in... I will have the servants bring you a drink, if you like?"
"And not to sound too curt", he grinned,"If there is any business that you were counting on having with me sister, I am also privy to it as well."
"We do not keep secrets in this family. Secrets usually lead to death, if you are not careful."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Sept 29, 2013 17:35:08 GMT -5
Aemon nodded as he entered the manse,"I am well aware of that. In that case is there somewhere we can sit and talk in private?"
Meryn enters behind his grandfather and perks up at the mention of a drink. "I'll take a Arbor Gold or possibly something from Hornhill?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5