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Post by edricdayne on Nov 27, 2007 18:08:53 GMT -5
Tytos walks back to his tent carrying a large cask of 'Wintefell Malt' grumbling about getting the worst prize.
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Post by melon on Nov 27, 2007 23:40:07 GMT -5
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A messenger once again in the Dawning sun and Rose of Tallahar Tyrell walks amongst the Dornish tents, "Ser Timm Dayne Ser Timm. I have a note for you."
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Nov 28, 2007 2:28:55 GMT -5
The messenger found Timm and Emelia sharing a mug of ale and a glass of wine, respectively. "Yes?" asked Timm.
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Post by Fel on Nov 28, 2007 10:52:15 GMT -5
Ser Lucas sets up his silk Dornish pavilion tent. He thinks it looks quite spiffing. He puts a seat at the entrance to it, and sits in the shade of the tent admiring all the wonders around him.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 28, 2007 12:52:34 GMT -5
Seth passes by Lucas' tent, then stopping when he realizes whom is sitting in front of the elaborate pavillion.
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Post by Fel on Nov 28, 2007 13:04:31 GMT -5
Lucas sees Seth and smiles. "Lord Falgrave, how are you? It was a shame you lost out in the archery to Godswind. Truth be told, you were the better until the final round."
"I'm afraid there's currently nothing inside this lovely tent, so I can't offer you a drink."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 28, 2007 13:25:18 GMT -5
"Ah, Lucas, that's quite alright. Wouldn't want to dull my senses anyways, what with everyone on edge." Seth looked around. "It only takes one spark to set off a wildfire."
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Post by Fel on Nov 28, 2007 16:18:00 GMT -5
"Ah, Lucas, that's quite alright. Wouldn't want to dull my senses anyways, what with everyone on edge." Seth looked around. "It only takes one spark to set off a wildfire." Lucas raises his eyebrows. "Oh, is there trouble? But surely you're not on duty at the moment."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 28, 2007 22:57:16 GMT -5
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Aerie and Seth accompanied Nemesis around the tourney grounds. The shadowcat was enjoying herself as she languidly knocked Seth's kitten off his feet with a lazy paw, repeating the act every time the thing tried to rise and finally herding it around the grounds. Aerie rolled her eyes at their antics.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 28, 2007 23:12:41 GMT -5
"Nemesis seems to like him." He said, a bit absently. "Or hate him. I can't tell which."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 28, 2007 23:25:48 GMT -5
"She's trying to determine if he's a worthy replacement of Iron," she returned, looking at nothing in particular as she said it, an oddly pensive expression on her face.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 28, 2007 23:26:59 GMT -5
Seth smiled. "Well, let's hope that for both our sakes, he is, Nemesis." He said to the cat.
Seth turned to look at Aerie. "And what are you resolving?"
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 28, 2007 23:28:52 GMT -5
Aerie frowned, but pressed it hastily from her face. "Nothing," she replied swiftly, trying for a brief, disarming smile.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 28, 2007 23:29:17 GMT -5
A man in a dark cloak comes riding up. "Commotion in the Rock! Some Highborn maid has been raped!"
Strider rides on, yelling through the tourney grounds.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 28, 2007 23:30:18 GMT -5
Seth turned to look at Aerie.
"I think this is something deserving of our attention." He turned, scooped up the kitten, and made his way to the Rock.
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