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Post by Fel on Nov 23, 2007 20:33:28 GMT -5
"I am a Beesbury." She said, emotionless. "And yes the Iron Islands interest me. Only the truest of men live there. Hardened seafarers and terrific fighters. Do you have a castle on Pyke?" She asked, almost innocently. "If true men are harsh and unforgiving. If true men would rip a babe from it's mother's arms and then have their way with the mother. If true men see pursuits of the mind as a weakness. If all these things are characteristics of true men, then the Ironborn are most assuredly the truest of them all." "I have no keep on Pyke, nor any lands to my name, and I am mostly unwelcomed by the men of the Islands." |
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Post by The Flint on Nov 23, 2007 20:34:35 GMT -5
Francis raised his eyebrow. "Well, you know Lady Anne's brother Ser Roland was rather protective of her as well, before the wedding. I think my brother-in-law and I have found a friendship. But if you'd like another crack at him Ser Steffan, I'm sure it could be arranged. No sense having bad blood you know. Better to get that all out in the open." Francis smiled.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 23, 2007 20:36:18 GMT -5
Nathilda's eye's practically swam with lust. "Yes. Those are the real men. Not the foppish types of the South, nor the boring nobles in King's Landing." Hearing his second statement, she frowned. "Oh. Well, you are of considerable merit among your tribe, are you not?"
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Post by melon on Nov 23, 2007 20:38:35 GMT -5
Haley enters the dance. She is wearing Tyrell Green dress with the Standard of Tallahar and hers as a cloak.
She quickly takes a seat.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 23, 2007 20:38:42 GMT -5
"Thank you for the invitation Lord Varner," Sybil Florent says with a smile, "but my son Steffan is not much of a fighter. . . but he has a keen skill for numbers."
"Lord Varner, Lady Varner, Mother. . . Please excuse me I need another drink." Ser Steffan says leaving to get another ale.
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Post by The Flint on Nov 23, 2007 20:39:36 GMT -5
Lady Anne Varner pats her husband's hand, and than gets up to sit next to Haley.
"Lady Tyrell, I'm glad you were able to come." She says pleasantly by way of greeting.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 23, 2007 20:40:10 GMT -5
When the dance stops, Dacey Florent thanks the attractive Dornishman for the dance and then walks back to where her mother is talking with Lord Varner.
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Post by The Flint on Nov 23, 2007 20:41:19 GMT -5
"Well the next Lord Florent will likely need a talent for the numbers won't he?" Said Francis, managing to avoid cracking a smile. "And how does young Dacey fair? I was under the impression that there was to be a wedding? I hadn't followed closely. A Highgarden merchant wasn't it?"
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Post by melon on Nov 23, 2007 20:43:17 GMT -5
Haley nods at Lady Anne, "I am sorry me and Tallahar could not come to your wedding but we had to sort a few things out in the Reach."
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Post by Fel on Nov 23, 2007 20:43:29 GMT -5
Nathilda's eye's practically swam with lust. "Yes. Those are the real men. Not the foppish types of the South, nor the boring nobles in King's Landing." Hearing his second statement, she frowned. "Oh. Well, you are of considerable merit among your tribe, are you not?" Lucas looks around for Lilith Royce, wondering if he can get a new dance partner. "Err, I am brother to Lord Harlaw, lord of the Iron Islands, which gives me some standing among most men, but not those of the Islands. I did not grow up on the Islands, nor can I sail a ship, and for that I am outcast." |
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 23, 2007 20:46:04 GMT -5
"Nothing escapes your watchful eye, does it Lord Varner," she says playfully touching Francis's arm. "Dacey is well, although she is a little strong willed, she give's me constant heartache." Mother Florent looks at her daughter with the evil eye.
Dacey smiles sweetly from behind her mother, she is young and appears a bit nervous.
"Yes, well we decided that a better husband could be found for Dacey, hopefully one with land and coin."
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Post by The Flint on Nov 23, 2007 20:46:06 GMT -5
"Oh I understand completely. After that terrible ordeal I'm sure you were inclined to put a distance between yourselves and King's Landing. I can't say I blame you, but you were missed." Anne says with a smile. "Is Lord Tyrell feeling better? I didn't see the incident because I was tending to Francis who took a nasty blow to the head straight away."
edit: grammar.
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Post by The Flint on Nov 23, 2007 20:48:03 GMT -5
"Oh land AND coin," Said Francis. "well let me take a look at her, perhaps one of Lord Justin's bannermen are in need of a good wife." Francis waved Dacey forward with his hand.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 23, 2007 20:48:30 GMT -5
Her eyes lit even brighter. "Ah, so you were so uncouth that even the Ironmen cast you aside." She moved close to him, her body pressing obscenely against his. "I could grow to like a man .... like that."
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Post by melon on Nov 23, 2007 20:51:28 GMT -5
"Oh I understand completely. After that terrible ordeal I'm sure you were inclined to put a distance between yourselves and King's Landing. I can't say I blame you, but you were missed." Anne says with a smile. "Is Lord Tyrell feeling better? I didn't see the incident because I was tending to Francis who took a nasty blow to the head straight away." edit: grammar. "We didn't care for the others thought." Haley has steel in her voice, "Yes my Auroch of a Husband is doing better he will live or thats what Lilith says but he will be very weak." |
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Hope you all are well and happy.