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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:16:54 GMT -5
Randal leads the group of people into a lavishly furnished room at the Rock.
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Post by dienekes on Nov 29, 2007 0:21:16 GMT -5
"My Lord is there anything I can do for my niece. I can't bare seeing her like that." He almost whispers after he had walked in the room and shutting the door behind him.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 29, 2007 0:22:48 GMT -5
Seth was grave in demeanor. His hand on his sword, though it was sheathed. He could not shake his suspicions, and logically he realized it was due to his bias from the Red Parlay, as some began to call it, but he would try to remain tempered. Though he would be prepared.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:22:56 GMT -5
ooc: Crap have to get off computer
Randal leads Morax, Seth and a few of Randal's guards into the room and they all sit down. He pours each a glass of fine wine and then, after a moment of thinking, speaks.
"Bolton, what are you doing, your family sends me letters, yet you storm into my halls screaming rape. I want the full story, with none of your added bullshit to try and salvage a marriage or your house honnor. Tell me the truth, now." Randal's tone is harsh, and he seems frustrated at the least. He smiles at the end, though, "If you do tell me the truth, I am certain we can work something out benificial to all parties involved."
ooc: So, so sorry that I have to get off, don't blow up the Rock, i will be on tommorow.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:32:52 GMT -5
Randal speaks, sipping his wine. "You are panicked, Morax, and you should not make any rash decisions when you are in such a state. Relax, and try to enjoy youself. When you are ready, tell me the full story of what happened."
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Post by dienekes on Nov 29, 2007 0:38:39 GMT -5
"Lord Lannister, with all due respect. I don't give a mummer's fart about who Elaena marries or what my cousin schemes. I just want my Elaena to be better and to find whoever did this." He felt like hitting something, but instead he only clenched his fist for the thousandth time that day. He breathed deep and stared down at his fists for a moment. "It started yesterday, Elaena was off enjoying the tourney. I don't know what she was doing, she had always been bright, and she had always had a way of relieving a situation so I did not question where she went. But she did not come to our inn that night. As it grew late I grew worried and sent out my guard. We searched the entire night, eventually one of my men told me I had to go sleep or I would loose my mind." He took a deep breath and continued. "They brought her to me while I slept, that thing. Damn it, she never even said a word! I think she's gone, my Lord, I truly do. I without thinking brought her here. Maybe I thought the coucil would be here, I don't know. But when no one was here to help, I, I just got angry. For a moment it seemed that everything and everyone had somehow defiled my niece." His teeth clenched and his jaw tightened for a brief moment. "That's all I know my lord."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 29, 2007 0:39:25 GMT -5
Seth reposes stiffly against the wall, his hand still resting ont he pommel of his sword, his eyes boring into Morax.
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Post by dienekes on Nov 29, 2007 0:40:33 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry started typing Randal before that last post was up.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:41:06 GMT -5
Randal nods and slowly looks around the room, choosing his words carefully. "I will help you, Morax, for she is to be married to a good man, and I would hate to see him hurt. And for the fact that she seems like a good girl. What do you wish of me, I can search the Rock, but I doubt that will do anything. I heard someone say the Ironborn, I could investigate the harbor."
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Post by dienekes on Nov 29, 2007 0:47:04 GMT -5
"Please do, my lord. Please." Morax stares sullenly back at the ground. "Where is my niece being kept? I need to see her."
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:48:02 GMT -5
"Of course, in one of the guest chambers." One of the guards walks forward, and offers to show him the way.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 29, 2007 0:48:18 GMT -5
"She smelled of alcohol." Seth said, his voice serious. "Not just faintly. She either drank quite a bit or bathed in it. Ridiculous."
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Post by swammeyjoe on Nov 29, 2007 0:51:04 GMT -5
"Perhaps"
ooc: Did morax leave?
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 29, 2007 0:55:25 GMT -5
Seth sighed. "Often times, when one is drunk, they do things they would soon forget. I don't doubt the severity of rape, Lord Bolton, but is there a possibility that your lovely niece did something unseemly and sought to cover it?"
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Post by dienekes on Nov 29, 2007 1:02:07 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I thought Randal had already left.
"One can be drunk and still be raped Falgrave. I believe it's how most of the street rats do it. Get the wench drunk, and then take her up to your room."
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