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Post by Horas on Dec 3, 2007 0:55:50 GMT -5
Knuckle-cracker leads the way to Warren's tent.
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 8:16:19 GMT -5
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Ser Lucas Harlaw wanders around, asking for Lord Seth Falgrave.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 14:16:31 GMT -5
Lucas is led to a dark green and grey pavilion.
Seth is sitting in front of it, sharpening his sword with a whetstone. It appears as if he has been preparing to leave.
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 14:17:25 GMT -5
Ser Lucas looks around. "Going somewhere, my lord?" He asks.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 14:19:58 GMT -5
Seth looks up, smiling. "Just getting my stuff together. I don't see many of us sticking around once the tourney is over."
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 14:25:12 GMT -5
"Ah, well hopefully you'll stay for Lord Coldiron's trial. Which is what brings me here. You are a man with many connections, I was hoping you could offer some assistance and speak on anything you've heard or seen concerning this case."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 14:28:50 GMT -5
Seth looked confused. "The trial is to be held at Casterly Rock?" He scooped his sword up, tossed his whetstone into his tent, and sheathed the blade.
"This is odd. Any word on the specifics?" Those Boltons, or that Lannister might think this warrants a Trial By Seven.
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 14:32:25 GMT -5
Ser Lucas, thinks for a moment. "Actually, it might not be in Casterly Rock, I just assumed what with the Lord Hand and all the aggrieved parties being here, there was no need to return to King's Landing."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 14:40:42 GMT -5
"Well, I suppose that makes sense. The Lords Regent and Hand are certainly able to do what they wish. Though Casterly Rock has too many of Randal's friends currently to be a very trustworthy place."
He reached to the table next to him. "Bread or cheese?" He asked.
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 14:55:56 GMT -5
"No, thank you, I'm fine, my lord."
"I'm mostly interested in Eleana Bolton, it is hard finding someone who has seen or spoken to her since the night in which she claims she was attacked."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 15:12:11 GMT -5
"She was very much in tears, if that's what you mean. Though who knows for sure if they were tears of fear, or tears of regret. She had been drinking, that was sure. The stench from her could have put half the nobles in court into a stupor, were they to smell it."
He smiled then. "She claimed to have been innocently sharing a drink with my cousin Sargon. In his cabin. And then, for whatever reason, Erik the Rape Demon appeared and ravaged her. Next to Sargon no less." He shook his head. "The story has many holes in it, but none of which I can sink into yet. I am working on it, however."
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Post by Fel on Dec 3, 2007 15:48:43 GMT -5
"Aye, if their only defence are two drunk people, I'm sure Erik is quite safe. Thank you, Seth, if you find anything else do come and tell us, won't you?"
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 3, 2007 15:56:00 GMT -5
"You will be the first."
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Post by House Dustin on Dec 4, 2007 18:39:05 GMT -5
The Vale encampment starts to break up. Most of the men ride with the Lords Royce and Arryn to the east, returning for the Vale. 50 mounted men, a mixture of knights and heavy horse, ride instead to the Varner camp led by Roland Royce and accompanied by another noteworthy knight, Ser Jonas Waxley.
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Post by The Flint on Dec 4, 2007 19:37:28 GMT -5
The men of the Far Reach have already packed up. Lord Varner, Lady Anne Varner, and Ser Torn, accompanied by a column of 100 men-at-arms are in the center, the white weasel fluttering. Surrounding them are the banners of Knights and their squires, from the Florents, Costaynes, Bulwers, and others.
Francis is on a brown rouncey, and Ser Torn on his courser Summer Cloud ride out to meet Ser Roland.
"Ser Roland if you're ready to depart let us begin."
The column of Vale and Reach begin to travel south along the Sea Road.
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