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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 21, 2007 14:49:49 GMT -5
"Oh Marten, how little you know." His fingers tap the lionhead pommel of his blade, "Now, Marten, I ask that you return to Casterly Rock with me, for there is still the threat of war, and you are one of my better commanders."
"Maurin, I truely am sorry to have to put you through all of this, and wish you the best. If you ever need help, the Rock will be with you."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 21, 2007 15:04:47 GMT -5
Maurin watches the door open back into the chamber and then his eyes return to Randal, "I do not think he will be returning to the Rock, Randal." He plucks his dagger from the table and puts his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Your ears must have been burning on your trip here, we were just speaking of you."
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 21, 2007 15:24:35 GMT -5
"Yes, I don`t think that these are my priorities, cousin." -Marten puts his hand on the hilt as well.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 21, 2007 15:55:44 GMT -5
Four of the men accompanying Randal step forward, hands on their weapons, another opens the door, and the sixth calls for more men. They then shut the door and one watchs it while the other returns to Randal's side.
"Are you willing to do this, both of you. Put aside your family, put aside everything you ever had, for what, a Bolton whore and a patch of earth. Think long and hard about what choice you make, for it will effect you for the rest of your lives."
ooc: Three are in front of Randal, one next to him, and one behind him, along with another at the door.
SMITH EDIT-The door had opened to eight of Maurin's guardsman. I did not make this clear for which I apologize.
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Post by dienekes on Dec 21, 2007 16:00:35 GMT -5
OOC: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!!
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 21, 2007 16:04:18 GMT -5
My posts turn from mostly talking to tactics when I sense there will be a fight.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 21, 2007 16:44:29 GMT -5
ooc: Depends on where their guards are, but...
A portion of Randal's forces, having been warned something like this may happen, move forward, attempting to break through the guards (if any) that are by the door (that is if they do not let them pass).
////// (in the room)
Randal's hand falls to his blade, "Choose, cousins."
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 21, 2007 17:14:57 GMT -5
OOC: I am not sure what preparations Maurin has done, but he seems to have planned an ambush, and this is his castle after all. Regarding NPC`s, Marten`s brother Phelan and Aethon Bolton are in the castle, at least regarding the ones that can fight.
Marten looks at his father than back at Randall. His desire for blood is becoming overwhelming, but he remembers that father wanted him to wait for his signal. "So first you want to protect her and now she is a whore?!"- He roars.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 21, 2007 23:18:11 GMT -5
"Men do many a thing for whores, but that does not change it. I knew, even if you do not, that she willfully bedded Sargon Greyjoy. Something dear Morax didn't feel like telling you, I heard it from her own lips."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 22, 2007 1:37:19 GMT -5
Maurin looks at Randal and smiles fiercly "I admit I have desired this for a long time." He nods to his son.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 22, 2007 1:44:41 GMT -5
ooc: Oh shit, i'm fucked.
Randal turns to face the newcomers and his men draw their weapons. "You know this will end with your deaths, all of yours. Even if you kill me my family will see every man who lives here dead. Guards, I speak to you know, think about this, you serve a minor cousin, I could give you anything and everything you ever wanted. Women, Gold, Power. Think of it, it could all be yours. Or you could die. I give you that choice."
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 22, 2007 1:49:28 GMT -5
ooc: Are there windows, if so...
One of the men sprints to the window, and throws it open, "They are attempting to kill the Regent, aid us!"
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 22, 2007 1:49:45 GMT -5
"Shut up, Randal, you are not the rightful Lord, and you your reign ends now. Die!"- Marten`s sword swings as he advances at his cousin, murderous rage on his face.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 22, 2007 1:50:36 GMT -5
The men Maurin had sent for, all had served him for at least ten years. They did not even flinch at the offer and just launched themselves into combat.
Maurin roared and charged.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Dec 22, 2007 1:50:54 GMT -5
Randal turns and engages him, going for the kill. "You are a walking dead man, cousin."
ooc: to marten.
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