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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 16, 2007 23:44:11 GMT -5
Just to be funny, Albert drew a triangle.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 17, 2007 0:22:53 GMT -5
The boy nodded, and then Edmure handed Albert a small pouch containing about half a years pay in it. "You'll get the other half when we return."
OOC: How much does a dragon get you anyways?
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 17, 2007 0:28:09 GMT -5
OOC: What do you mean? Dragons are like the equivalent of a hundred dollars-modern. Roughly. So ten would likely be the equivalent of 1000 dollars.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 17, 2007 0:30:01 GMT -5
OOC: Hmm inflation could make things trick though. I'll just modify my last post slightly.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 17, 2007 0:35:33 GMT -5
OOC: Seems plausible.
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Post by michael on Oct 17, 2007 1:08:59 GMT -5
Farrio of Tyrosh wanders along the docks of Lannisport wondering how he got there. Across the dock he sees Edmure Seaworth. Yelling across the docks "Edmure. you son of a bitch what are you doing here." Walking over the Westerosi captain and slapping him on the back.
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Post by theother on Oct 17, 2007 4:05:56 GMT -5
Whilst talking to Farrio, Edmure notices his clerks trying to sign on experienced sailors from other ships. One grizzled old veteran asks were they're bound and when he hears the destination he crossed himself in the seven-pointed star and spits into the sea. "I'll have no part of that fools errand, boy. There's nothing to the west except the end of the world"
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Post by sercoletyrell on Oct 17, 2007 5:01:44 GMT -5
Velarios Vandis walks lightly aboard, his long thin legs making long strides. "You are the ones going across the summer sea?" He asks.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 17, 2007 13:14:57 GMT -5
Edmure nodded. "Yes, if you wish to join up, sign the paper."
Edmure stood to meet Farrio. "Why if it isn't the bastard that cheated me out of those goods." Edmure pulled a dagger from his belt, the mood was tense for a moment, until Edmure started laughing.
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Post by michael on Oct 17, 2007 13:30:12 GMT -5
Laughing with Edmure, Farrio continues. "So my little westerosi pirate what is the stag king got you doing now."
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Post by sercoletyrell on Oct 17, 2007 16:44:54 GMT -5
Velarios bends over in a grand fashion, his nose nearly touching the parchment as his scrawls his name down with many elegant curves and hoops.
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Post by Erik on Oct 17, 2007 16:58:24 GMT -5
Septon Leyton raises his eyebrows when he sees the flamboyant Braavosi approach, then speaks to him after he has signed up. "Tell me, foreigner, have you permitted the Light of the Seven to shine upon your life?"
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Post by sercoletyrell on Oct 17, 2007 17:01:43 GMT -5
Velarios nods fervently. "All hail the Seven! The Brigand, The Sailor, The Jester, The Whore, The Knave, The... the um... oh well, the others, they're good too."
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Post by Erik on Oct 17, 2007 17:13:48 GMT -5
At first, the septon seems relieved by Velarios' piety, until he begins listening to the names being listed off. His one eye goes wide, and he begins speaking in a raised voice, "Heathen! Brigand! You who would mock the Seven! You must repent of your ways, lest ye be struck down! The Warrior shall take the strength from your arms, the Crone shall rob you of your wits, and the Father shall render you impotent! The Gods shall take from you the gifts they give all men!"
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Post by sercoletyrell on Oct 17, 2007 17:26:20 GMT -5
Velarios looks worried when he realises he might be spending a very long voyage with this septon. He falls to his knees, desperately grabbing at the septon's clothes, tears pouring from his eyes. "Forgive me! Forgive me, a man sees it clearly now! Yes, the Father, the Warrior, the Crone! What has a man done? This one has been lost until now!"
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