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Post by Sam on Oct 29, 2013 16:49:09 GMT -5
Lord Baratheon moved to his son's prone body, and checked his neck for a pulse. "Drag him over to the wall, and prop him up sitting against it," he said to a pair of nearby servants. "Don't want him to drown in his own blood, but he can sleep this one off, I think. The lad'll be buying me a new horse come morning," he said with another laugh.
"It appears you made the better wager, Ser. Your horse awaits you outside, when we depart. It seems one of my guardsmen will be walking back to the city tomorrow," he added with a chuckle.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 29, 2013 17:00:11 GMT -5
Oswyn slept peacefully, having received exactly what he wanted, a momentary reprieve from his own mind.
(OOC: Damn I just saw the "jousting" suggestion. That would have been awesome! Haha someone fetch some smelling salts and grab the lances!)
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Post by Marie on Oct 29, 2013 17:01:51 GMT -5
Gwayne finished his water and then called for the servants to bring him wine before he looked up at Lord Cave. "I hope you found our little fight satisfying, my lord, even if it was not farcical enough for your taste. Perhaps you might tempt someone else to joust."
He then turned to Daenya. "Well, my lady, it's time to claim my reward."
He was bruised from the fight, but he managed to sweep her off her feet, lifting her into his arms and carrying her into the room set aside for him. Setting her down, he kissed her fiercely, his blood up from the fight.
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Post by Horas on Oct 29, 2013 20:18:27 GMT -5
"Looks like I did," Crawley grins. "I once heard somebody say all Baratheons look alike. But I think y'took it a bit too literally with the matched broken noses."
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Post by Sam on Oct 30, 2013 3:04:22 GMT -5
"Looks like I did," Crawley grins. "I once heard somebody say all Baratheons look alike. But I think y'took it a bit too literally with the matched broken noses." Lord Barathwn let out a booming laugh as he downed another gobletful of wine. "That has indeed been said, but I imagine it is not often made fact such as it has this day." Sent from my XT1030 using proboards |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2013 11:21:44 GMT -5
After trying to introduce herself to the host, Lord Saxon, the next series of events made Jennalynn return to her place along the wall. This party was nothing like any other party or feast she had attended, and she felt completely out of place as she watched the fight over the Targaryen woman.
"Lord Saxon, I was wondering if there are a room where I can rest for a moment? I feel a little flustered."
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 30, 2013 11:47:42 GMT -5
Saxon stood, "Why my dear Lady Jennalynn, I do apologize, I am simply falling down as a host. It would be easier, of course, if my guests weren't knocking each other down. There are rooms for every guest, you'll find yours on the second door to the left. If you've some time, I should very much like to visit with you though. Part of the fun of parties is to meet people you do not know."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 31, 2013 20:45:59 GMT -5
Gwayne finished his water and then called for the servants to bring him wine before he looked up at Lord Cave. "I hope you found our little fight satisfying, my lord, even if it was not farcical enough for your taste. Perhaps you might tempt someone else to joust." He then turned to Daenya. "Well, my lady, it's time to claim my reward." He was bruised from the fight, but he managed to sweep her off her feet, lifting her into his arms and carrying her into the room set aside for him. Setting her down, he kissed her fiercely, his blood up from the fight. Daenya let him kiss her for a while before gently pushing him away, "Lord Gwayne that was a noble fight... well... it had shades of nobility anyway." |
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Post by Marie on Oct 31, 2013 21:00:46 GMT -5
"I'm pleased you think so," he said. "Do you enjoy seeing men fight for your favours?"
He called for the servant to pour wine for them.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 31, 2013 21:05:32 GMT -5
"Who would not be flattered by such a thing?" Daenya replied, "Is there some woman I should slay to win your honor?"
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Post by Marie on Oct 31, 2013 21:24:36 GMT -5
"Hardly. But such deeds of valour require great rewards, do they not?" As he was waiting for the servant to pour for them, he moved to kiss her again.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 31, 2013 21:46:07 GMT -5
Daenya kissed him and ran her hand through his hair. "Well you are eager. Have you kissed a girl before?"
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Post by Marie on Oct 31, 2013 21:49:18 GMT -5
Gwayne laughed at that.
"Many times. But it's been a long time since I kissed any woman but one. And she's not here, nor am I married to her. And my lady intrigues me."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 31, 2013 21:56:12 GMT -5
"You find me intriguing... well that is interesting." She smiled at him, "Why do you feel that way?"
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Post by Marie on Oct 31, 2013 22:09:13 GMT -5
He smiled back and pulled her close.
"My lady is beautiful and charming and I want to know more about her. Her interests, her history, the usual sort of thing."
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Hope you all are well and happy.