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Post by Lilith Royce on Aug 18, 2007 12:42:56 GMT -5
The man was riding...a cow. A Cow! A freaking bloody cow!
Angala stared at him. He was obviously freezing to death but his cloak had been a good one at some point. Probably saved his life.
He shivered uncontrollably again and Angala took pity on him.
"Follow me," she said.
ooc: starting a barn thread
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Post by Lilith Royce on Aug 20, 2007 7:38:08 GMT -5
Angala walked out to the courtyard, hoping to catch a glimpse of the King's courier the Stone woman had mentioned. She had a note for him.
Dear Representative of King Callen:
I was Lord Baldwin's squire and I witnessed his murder. His son Allard and his brother killed him in cold blood in his chambers. I was in the cupboard at the time so they didn't see me but I would be happy to tell a court all I know about it.
This kitchen maid can get a hold of me if you ever need me.
Sincerely yours,
Angul Flowers, Squire to the late Lord Baldwin
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 23, 2007 17:03:14 GMT -5
Ser Bronn was about to leave, the rebel lord had spurnned them again and again. As he mounted his horse a young maid handed him a note, his eyes widened in surprise. He leaned down to the young girl's ear. "If this is true, and it better be, hurry up and get this boy out here. We ride in five minutes, we'll take him with us."
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Post by Lilith Royce on Aug 24, 2007 14:24:39 GMT -5
Five minutes later, Angala, dressed once again as the squire Angul, appeared (out of breath) in the courtyard.
She had thrown on her male clothes, left word with the Stone woman and the cook that she was leaving to answer some questions for the king's courier and then had run all the way back to the courtyard.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 24, 2007 14:29:48 GMT -5
Ser Bronn reached out a hand to pull Angala up on his horse. When she was settled he kicked his horse into a gallop, and the party of men rode hard out of Casterly Rock and on to King's Landing.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Aug 24, 2007 14:39:52 GMT -5
The ride was uncomfortable as she was trying her best to stay on behind Ser Bronn without hanging on to him for dear life but her heart sang. Finally she would be able to get revenge for her Lord Baldwin's death.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 30, 2007 19:09:16 GMT -5
A company of knights under banners of Baratheon and Arryn clatter into the courtyard. The lead knight, in gray plate, tells the guards he is there as emissary to Randal Lannister.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Oct 18, 2007 23:27:15 GMT -5
The caravan reaches the West, with no homicides involved.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Oct 25, 2007 22:21:29 GMT -5
Benedicta Lannister and her escorts arrived in the courtyard.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2007 21:23:11 GMT -5
Falatir Razoon leads two companies of soldiers into the courtyard of Casterly Rock. They march together but are clearly seperate. One company is unorganized and walk bunched together chatting and joking, these wear the colors of Braavos. The other march like professional soldiers and are dressed in the Volantis style.
Falatir asks a servant to fetch the lord of the keep.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 18, 2007 22:30:27 GMT -5
Randal comes down, dressed in fine red silks. "Hello, Falatir, we meet again. Is there anything I can get you or your men?"
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Post by melon on Nov 18, 2007 22:35:11 GMT -5
Tallahar rides into the Courtyard just as Randal is welcoming Falatir, "Ah two men that hate me. What a perfect place for me to come riding into with only 5 guards."
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 18, 2007 22:46:21 GMT -5
Randal turns, giving Tallahar a harsh glare. "Welcome, Lord Tallahar, have you seen the Jousting Brackets?"
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Post by melon on Nov 18, 2007 22:48:23 GMT -5
"No I haven't. Doesn't matter really I'm going to Win this thing you call a Tourney. What do I get when I win. Your Man-hood. But wait I already have that."
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 18, 2007 22:50:23 GMT -5
Randal gives him an icey smile, "Ah, Tallahar, winning means that you are good, and I am afraid that you just are not good. As for my manhood, need I remeind you who one our last duel. You know, the one we had before you lost a war."
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