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Post by House Dustin on Nov 20, 2007 13:01:36 GMT -5
Roland found his more general reservedness melt away before Lord Varner's easy manner. He grinned, "But Lord Varner... I remember, if only vaguely, threatening those legs of yours over the mere suspicion of what you might've been doing to my sister." He gestured to her belly, "Now I know. Stand and face me, bastard!" Roland did his best to look stern and angry, but a wide smile soon cracked across his face.
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Post by Fel on Nov 20, 2007 13:08:44 GMT -5
Hardon Kenning sits telling a baudy tale to the other Ironborn. When he finishes, the table laughs and cheers. Xaza's booming laughter rings the loudest, and he looks competely out of place at the table.
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Post by The Flint on Nov 20, 2007 13:25:55 GMT -5
Francis stood up behind the bench, his arms stretched out wide in a simple of peaceful intent, a grin developing on his face.
"Now Ser Roland, if you break my legs you shall not have the pleasure of clobbering me in the Melee, and we wouldn't want to deny the good people that show now would we?"
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Post by melon on Nov 20, 2007 15:33:41 GMT -5
Tallahar siting by himself finally he stands and walks over to Randal, "Before you say anything let me begin. Tonight we are not Lord Randal Lannister and Lord Tallahar Tyrell. We are simply Randal and Tallahar two men." Tallahar offers Randal a glass of wine, "I am sorry to hear of your wife."
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Post by edricdayne on Nov 20, 2007 16:55:43 GMT -5
Lord Erryk Mallister sits at his table sipping on a glass of wine, listening to conversations around him. He eyes a woman, a beautiful woman standing not ten feet from him. She has long pretty blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and a wonderful body. Erryk sighed, trying to work up the courage to greet her.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 20, 2007 17:43:25 GMT -5
Tallahar siting by himself finally he stands and walks over to Randal, "Before you say anything let me begin. Tonight we are not Lord Randal Lannister and Lord Tallahar Tyrell. We are simply Randal and Tallahar two men." Tallahar offers Randal a glass of wine, "I am sorry to hear of your wife." Randal accepts the glass of wine, forgetting years of rivalry in his moment of despair, "Thank you, Tallahar, truly. I wish that you and Haley live a long life, but live every day as if it may be your last, for you never know when fate may intercede." |
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 20, 2007 17:44:27 GMT -5
The King and his retinue enter. Prompted by his mother, he approaches Lord Lannister and says, "I am sorry for the death of your wife. She was a nice lady." Randal smiles at the young king, "Thank you, your grace. This tourney is in your honor, anything you wish, I shall do." |
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 20, 2007 18:07:16 GMT -5
The king grinned, forgetting the sad occasion. "Am I gonna have a chair where I see all the knights on horsies? I like horsies."
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Nov 20, 2007 18:10:32 GMT -5
Benedicta twirled over to Roland Royce. "Oh hello, Roland. It's been far too long since I last saw you." The lioness' lips lifted as she inspected the Vale knight.
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Post by House Dustin on Nov 20, 2007 18:15:54 GMT -5
Roland, about to offer a fitting response to the Lord Varner's jest, was suddenly taken aback as Benedicta appeared next to him. It had been some time since he'd last seen her, but he realized quickly that a year of blood and steel had not diminished his appreciation of Benedicta's charms.
Roland bowed politely before her, "Milady, it has been too long. How have the months treated you?"
OOC: Just as an FYI, about to get some dinner before heading out to a college basketball game, so I'll be offline for a while, but on later tonight.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 20, 2007 18:17:27 GMT -5
The king grinned, forgetting the sad occasion. "Am I gonna have a chair where I see all the knights on horsies? I like horsies." Randal gave the king a sad, sorrowfull smile, "Of course you will, your grace, of course you will..." |
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Nov 20, 2007 18:33:15 GMT -5
Benedicta smiled and sighed lightly, prettily. "As well as could be expected. Callen's death was a blow, and Emelia's been keeping me busy as a bee to boot. But I imagine I'll get no sympathy for my troubles."
She looked at Roland. "And yourself? I've heard you've spent your months making a hero out of yourself."
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Post by melon on Nov 20, 2007 18:47:16 GMT -5
"I always do cherish Haley she is the Sun of my Life she makes me whole." Tallahar realizes it is not quite the best topics, "So who do you think is going to win this Tourney of yours."
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Post by wookie on Nov 20, 2007 18:47:53 GMT -5
ooc: I know it's a bit early but I'll be offline soon so I just want to establish Benfry & Osmund are here
Benfry walks into the feast, gawking at everything and everyone and feeling very threadbare indeed in his homemade painted tunic and worn trousers. He skulks in a corner, soaking in the atmosphere and chatting to Osmund who stands with his arms crossed and keeping an eye on proceedings. He takes a couple of glasses of wine from a passing servant girl, thanks her and hands Benfry one with a smile.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 20, 2007 18:53:28 GMT -5
The Lord Regent and his Lady enter the hall, and both go around and greet guests great and small, the lords of the land and the two very young men huddling in the corner.
"Lord Randal, I was very sorry to hear about the death of your lovely wife. A great loss both to you and your people," said Lilith when she finally was able to speak to Randal.
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Hope you all are well and happy.