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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Oct 3, 2013 20:53:42 GMT -5
Ser Aemon and his wife enter followed closely by Meryn. He quickly makes a right towards the food why they sit and to watch and discuss the party goers.
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 3, 2013 21:16:01 GMT -5
Lord Oswyn Baratheon and Lady Amelia arrive for the feast. Amelia wore a cloth-of-silver gown slashed in blue velvet, with a necklace made of diamonds and white gold that she had designed herself. Harold smiled, "Thank you Lord Gwayne," He noticed the two stormlanders enter. "If you will excuse me, and do enjoy yourselves." He comments and makes his way over to the Baratheons. "Lord Oswyn, Lady Amelia, a pleasure to see you both in good health after the event at your ball room, I do hope your dogs are recovering." He asked. |
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Post by Sam on Oct 3, 2013 21:40:31 GMT -5
Lord Oswyn Baratheon and Lady Amelia arrive for the feast. Amelia wore a cloth-of-silver gown slashed in blue velvet, with a necklace made of diamonds and white gold that she had designed herself. Lord Sammael Baratheon arrived shortly after his son and wife, dressed finely in a tunic of black velvet, trimmed with gold thread. The crowned stag of his House was embroidered in the same thread on the cuffs and collar, but otherwise his clothing was unadorned. |
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 3, 2013 21:40:42 GMT -5
Amelia was deeply touched that Lord Tully had asked after her health - that was more than her own family had done, either the one she'd been born into or the one she had been married into - and even after her dogs. Her dogs! Nobody had shown any feeling for her dogs. Except Lord Tully. She clasped his hands warmly and gave him a genuine smile. "You are very kind to ask, my lord," she said. "They are recovering, though it will be a long road for them. We just hope to catch the people responsible. We are very sorry it interrupted the gaiety for you all. But never mind, your party seems quite splendid!" Harold smiles and nods. "That is good to hear, and I apologize if my party is not as, exciting as all the others but I figured people may just need a chance to relax among the trees and the streams and ponds." He smiles. "And your Ball went just fine, I am just glad no one or nothing was hurt." He ponders a question, "I take it you bred those dogs from pups did you?" He asks interestingly. Tully smiles as more stags show up, "Lord Sammael it is great to see you in such good health, I have not seen you since the last battle of the War, I can see you are doing fine, I am glad for it." |
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Post by Horas on Oct 3, 2013 21:47:39 GMT -5
Ser Crawley the Crawfish Knight had managed to win an invitation to the party in a game of dice with a Crownlander knight who had already bet all of his coin. He sidles into the party, looking quite impressed by the wealth on display. He wore his customary shabby attire, which looked more out of place now than ever, but had used his new wealth from the Stepstone campaign on several large and gaudy gold rings. Thus he gave the strong impression of some miscreant who had just robbed a goldsmith's store and wandered out with the merchandise on his fingers.
He immediately makes his way over to the food table and begins popping delicacies into his mouth rapid-fire.
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 3, 2013 21:50:53 GMT -5
"Your party is certainly very soothing, Lord Tully," Amelia said. She was pleased when he showed more interest in her dogs. There were very few subjects Amelia enjoyed talking about more than her dogs. "I did, my lord! Actually, I have had hornhounds since I was a child. I only started breeding them myself during the war. I hope that some time in the future, I will have created a new breed of hound. Hornhounds are traditionally hunting dogs. I want to breed guard dogs. I would be happy to show you my kennels some time." Harold nodded. "Have you thought about breeding other types or cross breading, I own some Riverland Mastiffs, if you would like, I could let you have one or two." He says looking at her gaining interest in the topic. |
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 3, 2013 21:57:10 GMT -5
"That does sound interesting," she said thoughtfully. "Though I am not sure I want to cross-breed them quite yet. I shall consider your offer, however, Lord Tully. That is kind of you." "The Riverlands has some fine hunting dogs of their own, I am willing to know what you find out." Harold smiles. "I used to do Horse Breeding when I would joust in my youth, however since becoming lord it has escaped me as one of my hobbies." |
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 3, 2013 22:08:20 GMT -5
"Perhaps, you seem an expert on this topic, breeding and caring for dogs. Perhaps you would be interested in telling me what you know one day? Or if you have any written documentation i would be glad to read them."
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Post by Sam on Oct 3, 2013 22:53:50 GMT -5
Amelia greeted her good-father with a smile as he entered behind them. Lord Sammael nodded back at her politely, but Amelia noticed a coldness in his expression that she had never seen before; not directed at her, at least. |
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 4, 2013 1:54:20 GMT -5
Oswyn met his father's gaze with a sigh, before returning his attention to the Lord of the Riverlands. He leaned heavily on his cane, his mood having been dour recently, likely due to the murder at the Stormlands Ball.
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 4, 2013 10:31:54 GMT -5
Oswyn met his father's gaze with a sigh, before returning his attention to the Lord of the Riverlands. He leaned heavily on his cane, his mood having been dour recently, likely due to the murder at the Stormlands Ball. "I am glad you are doing well, time has been kind, and with practice it seems anything is possible." He nods. "If I may ask, when does your Maester think you will be able to walk without aid?" |
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 4, 2013 19:56:46 GMT -5
"I fear the old fools know as well as anyone else at this point." Oswyn replied. "Some said I would never walk properly again and others say it will only be a few months."
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 4, 2013 22:33:13 GMT -5
He smiles. "Well you seem to have Persistence, and the drive, not to mention the aid of your wife. I have do doubt that you will walk normally again."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 4, 2013 22:46:48 GMT -5
"I will do my best to prove your faith well-founded." he replied gratefully. "I am surprised you are throwing such a party, with your lands under threat."
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Post by Lord Harold Tully on Oct 4, 2013 22:52:58 GMT -5
"It was the Queens wish, my Land is under threat by the Ironborn, a group that has been terrorizing my land for centuries." He shakes his head. "I must preform my duties to the Queen, then I will ride home to check upon this, Iron Thorn that is in my side. Normally how they work is that they attack my lands, raid what food and life it has, then get back on their ships and sail away like the cowards they are. By the time I get there, it would just be a ruin."
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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