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Post by House Dustin on Jan 7, 2008 15:42:51 GMT -5
OOC - For Laren.
Edd followed Laren's gaze and saw the riders. "Yeah, I see them! Things is going on, that's for sure. Would that I were a bit older, my brother will get all the glory."
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 7, 2008 15:44:28 GMT -5
"From what I see it's nothing like Volantis or Braavos" Owen snorted, thinking noone was listening to him.
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Post by House Dustin on Jan 7, 2008 15:47:24 GMT -5
OOC - Edited.
Anger flashed in Jon's eyes. "Does your fucking lackey here know who the fuck he's talking to? Or what sacred castle he's talking about?"
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 7, 2008 15:48:14 GMT -5
Andrew gave Owen a glare that told Owen that Andrew was losing his patience for the quickmouthed youth.
"I am sorry for my squire, Lord Jon. He has had a difficult childhood, that has made it hard for him to know when to shut up and not always share one's thoughts."
Andrew gave Owen another look.
"I am sorry for my words, Lord Jon. I wasn't thinking, this is a rather nice place actually, but you have to admit that this is smaller than both Braavos and Volantis."
Andrew sighed.
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Post by House Dustin on Jan 7, 2008 15:59:58 GMT -5
Jon snorted. "Whatever, boy. The Runestone is for fighting, it needs not be large, only functional. You best learn that."
He looked back to Andrew. "What have you been doing these years, cuz?"
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 7, 2008 16:08:28 GMT -5
Andrew looked at his kin.
"I've been travelling as a merchant from Pentos to Volantis and some of the lands beyond that."
Owen bowed his head and looked at Lord Jon.
"I'm sorry once again, I'm not much of a figther myself, I grew up on a ship and before that I was teached the art of slavery instead of fighting"
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Post by House Dustin on Jan 7, 2008 16:10:31 GMT -5
"And now that you're here, what do you seek in Westeros?"
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 7, 2008 16:14:43 GMT -5
"A home" Andrew and Owen said at the same time.
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Post by House Dustin on Jan 7, 2008 16:39:44 GMT -5
Jon gave them a strange look. "Well, if you really are a Royce, I suppose I can offer shelter." He shouted at the door, "STEWARD!"
A man shuffled into the solar, "This man claims to be a certain Andrew Royce... Kin, I suppose. I want you to verify as you can that he is a Royce of my blood. If he is, set him up in some apartments here in Runestone. If not, throw him in a cell and we'll figure what to do with him next."
OOC - The verifications check out, RIGHT?!?! hehe. Anyway, you're now a temporary resident of Runestone.
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 7, 2008 16:46:00 GMT -5
Andrew and Owen bowed as they followed the Steward out of the room.
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Post by mockingbird on Jan 9, 2008 13:08:14 GMT -5
The next couple of days, Andrew and Owen spent by themselves as Jon was obviously occupied with some important business, what they were Andrew and Owen didn't care. Andrew walked around the castle, talking with the Steward and the other higher household members that was a part of Runestone. Owen on the other hand talked with those that were farther down the rank, guards and those down in the kitchens and such. They asked questions about what had happened in Westeros since the war with Braavos, and ordinary questions about how life in Westeros worked. Some of those they spoke to answered their question without any thought, while other were more cautious as they didn't know them.
One morning they sat at the courtyard, a guard asked if they had met Laren. They had heard the name around the castle, but for some reason never met him.
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Post by loremaster on Jan 13, 2008 11:52:09 GMT -5
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Lord Goldfinger arrives in Runestone with 50 men, the other 4500 Frey men still at Raventree Hall. He has heard that they have finally descended from the Eyrie and is here to speak to his cousin face-to-face, and perhaps the regent himself.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Jan 13, 2008 14:08:17 GMT -5
**(Same as the thing I posted in the Eyrie, but that was in the wrong place)**
Jonas catches up to Marten one morning, when neither men have guards nearby.
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Post by Maester Maurin on Jan 13, 2008 14:09:43 GMT -5
"Are you so keen to kill me, Jonas?" -Marten grins.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Jan 13, 2008 14:14:00 GMT -5
"I have said this before and will say it again. You are a murderer. Despite what Piers says, Randal was ten times the man you are. For that, for that, I will kill you. An eye for an eye, a life for a life." He gives Marten a half smile, "Unless of course, you wish us to fight with training blades...eh?"
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