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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 7, 2007 21:49:05 GMT -5
Far off on the horizon a lone sail is spotted.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 8, 2007 18:08:08 GMT -5
The remains of the Lannister fleet are at the Harbour, wahtever damage they suffered being fixed.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2007 21:19:45 GMT -5
A forty ship fleet can be seen approaching. As the grow closer twenty are seen to be flying the Braavosi flag, ten the Volantis, 5 the lysene, and the others are unmarked merchant vessels.
They take dock peaceably and unload their passengers. They are met by a single lace and silk clad man who smiles and embraces two of the men. Soon they are walking into the city.
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Post by Erik on Nov 18, 2007 22:54:34 GMT -5
The Lucky Bastard docks at the harbor. Its crew disembarks, quickly finding the cheapest beer and whores that they can. Erik, with Rhelis, goes to find her a horse for the race.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 21, 2007 9:06:25 GMT -5
The Iron-born ship Storm-Reaver arrives in the harbor, the morning after the feast.
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Post by Fel on Nov 26, 2007 15:20:58 GMT -5
Theon Godswind and Hardon Kenning depart for the Iron Islands aboard their ships.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 26, 2007 21:02:07 GMT -5
A man hangs a letter A off a lamp post in the harbor.
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Post by Erik on Nov 27, 2007 20:01:00 GMT -5
Erik makes his way to the harbor to have a look at his new "Oldtown Yacht".
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 16:20:22 GMT -5
The pair finally make it to the dockside where Storm-Reaver is moored. Sargon jumps aboard with a slight nod to the two of his crewmen dicing on it’s deck.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 16:21:28 GMT -5
Elaena follows Sargon onto the ship's deck.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 16:23:57 GMT -5
Sargon sweeps a hand around grandly. “Sho…what do you think? It aint no King’s Dromond, but she’s a sturdy bitch!”
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 16:26:12 GMT -5
"I'm sure you say the same about the women in your life," Elaena responds, grinning. She looks around the ship. Very nice, she thinks. "So when does the fishing start?"
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 16:41:42 GMT -5
Sargon shrugs, chuckling. In answer to both sentences most likely. “Theresh still the cabin to see, sure we can find some rods in there”
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 16:53:35 GMT -5
"Well, lead on Captain," Elaena giggles.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 17:05:55 GMT -5
Chuckling quietly, Sargon leads Elaena into his small cabin at the aft of the ship. It is fairly sparse with only a small bed and flagon of wine set on a table. Sargon tries to push the woman back onto the bed with a hungry grin.
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