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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 0:46:25 GMT -5
"The causeway leads to Moat Cailin," she said doggedly. "I will take it and find him there. You speak of dreams. Does this Lance Sands have dreams? Green dreams?"
She paused. "What do I fail to understand?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 0:53:05 GMT -5
"No of course not, that is rare in dornish men. To much of that weak blood from across the sea. And you will not find him there, you will find him here. You fail to understand so much, I would spend the better part of a month explaining it to you." The bald man began to clean his bowl, and empty pot with a rag and pouch of water.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 0:54:40 GMT -5
"Try and condense it to an hour or so, please. You speak of Greywater Watch? But I cannot find it alone."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 1:37:38 GMT -5
"I do not speak of Greywater Watch. And no you cannot find it. I do not think I will condense it. You are too pushy by half. You should expand, not make me condense." He snorts at her in frustration.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 1:42:25 GMT -5
She sat silently, and waited.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 1:52:48 GMT -5
"Expand, then. Tell me all you wish to tell me. I am listening."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 2:05:35 GMT -5
For an hour Tech sits there silently listening to the swamp, "If you are listening, what do you hear?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 2:10:04 GMT -5
"I hear the bogs farting all around me. I hear the wind in the trees. I hear your fire crackling and I can smell your feet. No offense."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 2:25:41 GMT -5
"You rush and push and insult and fight. You want to fight Lance so bad, what if he were to walk out here and surrender to you. What would you do then?" Tech looks at here impassivly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 2:26:27 GMT -5
Aranya snorted. "He would never surrender."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 2:28:04 GMT -5
"The Lance Sands monster you have created in your head would never surrender, but how do you know who he is. You know almost nothing, but everything you know you are certain of. Does this make sense?" Tech shakes his head slowly as he speaks.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 2:30:52 GMT -5
"He killed his Lord Commander. He betrayed his brotherhood. He and his so-called king split and divided the Watch, rebelled against the lawful North, killed good men and women and took others hostage, sent warlocks and shamans into my country to destroy it, killed my husband, killed mountain clansmen, burn the riverlands and you ask me why I think he's a monster?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 2:38:22 GMT -5
"That is not what I asked you at all. I asked if my statement made sense. I know why you think him a monster, but many would say the same about some one who could shift their spirit inside of beasts and men. And about some one who could call fire to her sword. Are they as right as you are?" Tech closes his eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 2:42:49 GMT -5
Aranya shifted uncomfortably, but her eyes were hard and cold. "I have only used my powers for good. I have never betrayed. What are you trying to say, Tech? That Lance Sands is a poor innocent man being hunted down by a she-wolf? I will have vengeance for my husband, do not doubt it."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 2:45:01 GMT -5
"How do you know about my greensight and warging?" Her eyes narrowed.
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Hope you all are well and happy.