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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 14:33:45 GMT -5
Greyjoy chuckles faintly. Offering a slight mocking bow. “Sargon Greyjoy, if it pleases Milady” He grins, ordering another whiskey.
Sargon is plainly clad in chainmail and boiled leather, the Kraken of Greyjoy nowhere to be seen.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 14:34:49 GMT -5
"Oh I'm sure it does," Elaena replies. She tells him her own name, wondering if she'd already told him or not.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 14:36:01 GMT -5
A Bolton ‘eh?” Sargon nods slightly, eyeing her up and down once more, liking what he sees. “Didn’t know you’re lot were here.”
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 14:37:15 GMT -5
"Only for the very end, we missed all the good stuff," Elaena replies. "Did pretty good in that Treasure Hunt though..."
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 14:43:21 GMT -5
“Aye? Treasure hunting isn’t really my thing… the sort you’re meaning anyway.” Laughing, Sargon takes a long swig of his whiskey, nodding approvingly to the barkeep. This is some damm good shit. Could grow to like it, he muses.
“Did well enough in the melee myself. Tournaments and the likes aren’t meant for the Iron-Born I’m thinking. But they at least attract the best of women and ale” He grins drunkenly.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 14:49:15 GMT -5
Elaena laughs. She takes a drink of ale. "Yes the ale is pretty good," she says, her words rather slurred.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 14:51:33 GMT -5
Sargon’s lips curl into a slight smile, he drinks his whiskey slowly now. “Not interested in the women then?” He asks with a fainted innocence, winking.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 14:55:16 GMT -5
Elaena laughs again. "Not even interested in most of the men," she tells him.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 14:59:40 GMT -5
“Aye. Well that is a shame. Kraken’s are mighty fierce in bed I’m told.” Sargon glances up as one of his crewmen walk past, offering his captain a grin as he spies Elaena.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 15:01:23 GMT -5
"Ah but I've got myself a lion," Elaena tells him. She is too drunk to really notice the man grinning at Sargon.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 15:03:19 GMT -5
Sargon chuckles at that. “A lion, heh. Tame as a goat that lot. You’ll be lucky if he knows which end goes where.”
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 15:06:42 GMT -5
Elaena orders another drink. "You know, he gave me a horse," she tells Sargon. "It's gone now though."
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 15:10:27 GMT -5
Sargon grins in amusement. Noticing that the Bolton woman is clearly drunk.
“Aye that’s the problem with horses. Should have built you a fine Longship. Sailed you around the seas to some far-distant shore. That or taken you reaving.” He chuckles, most of his words slurring now.
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Post by elaena on Nov 28, 2007 15:13:47 GMT -5
"Yes, a ship, that would've been nice," Elaena muses. "We could have went sailing, or fishing." Her face lights up. "Let's go fishing!" she says to Sargon enthusiastically.
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Post by shacklock on Nov 28, 2007 15:18:24 GMT -5
An amused look crosses the young Kraken’s features. He raises an eyebrow. “Fishing eh? Sure darling. As it happens I have my own ship.” He smiles, wondering if the situation will go anywhere interesting.
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