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Post by The Stranger on Oct 21, 2013 21:28:21 GMT -5
"No Lord Baratheon, I surely do not," he agreed. "And you haven't even seen your room yet," he laughed, "Ser Crawley, tell him it's worth examining."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 21, 2013 21:31:38 GMT -5
Daenya sat down in Saxon's empty chair, and looked around the room, "Exclusive perhaps, but droll none the less. I suppose my little room is full of beautiful women making love. I should have to check that out in a moment." She looked around at the other men, "What do you have planned for us my Darling Saxie?"
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Post by Horas on Oct 21, 2013 21:32:40 GMT -5
"Well, as far as I know, it's, eh... personalized, yeah?" Crawley says. "But if you like, say, four girls at once, and lots've wine? You'll probably have a good time."
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 21, 2013 21:33:59 GMT -5
"I think it is still early for party favors, no?" Saxon replied, "So perhaps it is time for some games."
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Post by Sam on Oct 21, 2013 21:34:15 GMT -5
"Can say I've met a man wouldn't make a good time of that," he replied with a laugh. "Except perhaps the Hand."
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 21, 2013 21:36:32 GMT -5
"The Lord Hand did not request an invitation," Saxon replied, "I imagine he is having a very... droll evening himself." He chuckled. "Lord Baratheon, have you not met Lady Daenya, Please... introduce yourself. Lovely woman."
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Post by Horas on Oct 21, 2013 21:37:22 GMT -5
"The Hand's a fairy?" Crawley laughs, "No wonder he kept givin' me dirty looks at all them whores I sent to his command tent. I was hoping for a bonus to my fee." He chuckles again, then his ears perk up. "What sort of games are those?"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 21, 2013 21:40:20 GMT -5
Daenya clapped her hands and leaned forward, "I love games, my dahrling Saxie. What kind did you have in mind? Do you remember that last evening we spent playing the Bee and the Honey comb. Now that was a fun game." She licked her lips and winked at Saxon Cave.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 21, 2013 21:41:06 GMT -5
"Is it too early for the finger dance," Saxon replied, "So I think a good drinking game is in order, whatever the company finds most suiting."
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Post by Sam on Oct 21, 2013 21:43:43 GMT -5
Baratheon snorted. "Can't imagine he'd take too kindly to 'em," he said between laughs. He looked over at Daenya Targaryen, and frowned again.
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Post by Horas on Oct 21, 2013 22:26:02 GMT -5
Crawley laughs. "Drinking games, is it? I'm up for anything with a wager involved."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Oct 21, 2013 22:46:26 GMT -5
Oswyn emerged from his own room, his goblet refilled with persimmon wine and a broad grin on his face as he made his way to the others gathered on the dais. He lifted his glass to the familiar and new faces alike.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 22, 2013 6:21:48 GMT -5
"Lord Oswyn!!" Shouted Saxon triumphantly, have you met lady Daena Targaryen? Lady Daena, Lord Oswyn is the hero of the Stepstones, an quite a force at court. You will adore him!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2013 6:21:56 GMT -5
Since arriving Jennalynn had kept herself mostly to the shadows, wanting to draw as little attention to herself as possible as she felt totally out of her element. This party was nothing like the one she had expected. She wished that she had been allowed to bring her guard that had escorted her to the cabin had been allowed inside with her, but the instructions had been clear, she was to enter the cabin alone.
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Post by Marie on Oct 22, 2013 9:28:31 GMT -5
Lord Hightower approached Daena.
"My lady. I am honoured to make your acquaintance."
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