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Post by mark on Apr 21, 2008 9:25:51 GMT -5
Robb smiled, as always, but this time it was very sad. "In war, both sides have their evil people. Horas and your leader, who abandoned you willingly, Tristeza Blackwood, were such men on the opposing side of my own. However, that man who just left, Ser Mors, is an evil man himself, and I did not feel honor fighting beside such a man. I guess there are rotten apples in every orchard, milady." He took a drink of wine and smiled at her, this time genuinely. "Luckily in every orchard, there are many more sweet and ripe apples than rotten ones."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2008 10:38:18 GMT -5
"I can't say I loved the look of Ser Mors either," Lysette said. She smirked at his next words. "I believe my lord should have been born a Fossoway. Still, perhaps you are right."
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Post by mark on Apr 21, 2008 10:44:49 GMT -5
Robb laughed and cursed. "I'll be damned if I will sit here and let the Lady call me a Fossaway. I think your rudeness requires giving me another dance, don't you agree?" He gave her a teasing smily and laid his hand on hers.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2008 10:53:26 GMT -5
"If dancing is what pleases my lord," she said demurely, with twinkling eyes, and allowed him to sweep her back onto the floor.
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Post by mark on Apr 21, 2008 10:56:28 GMT -5
Robb politely asked Brandon Stone, again addressing him as ser, if he could once again play his harp for them. Robb sweeped her onto the floor, and this time many couples joined them. He held her a little closer than last time, but still appropiately. "When does milady wish to marry? I can hardly wait myself," Robb remarked during the twirling and stepping.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2008 11:06:03 GMT -5
Lysette raised an eyebrow. "Well, why not now? There is food, and drink, and guests. All we need is a septon, I suppose."
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Post by mark on Apr 21, 2008 11:08:31 GMT -5
Robb looked very pleased, but said, "Milady, nay. I will show you a proper marriage. Give me a few weeks time to set everything up, and the ceremony and feast will be as beautiful and elegant as your beauty demands."
OOC: This is all happening quite a while back, so the actual marriage could take place today or tomorrow IRL.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 24, 2008 0:32:04 GMT -5
After a bit of presuading Brandon, boards a braavosi merchant ship heading for Ghaston Grey.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 25, 2008 0:05:03 GMT -5
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Brandon steps out of the boat and immediately sends a messenger to the Lord Hand.
A small group of northmen, and women, with a baby step out of another boat.
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Post by House Dustin on Apr 29, 2008 8:30:51 GMT -5
The King's Hand and his guard set forth from Godsgrace and heads west. With the column are the wards to be taken from Dorne.
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Post by mark on Apr 29, 2008 19:17:59 GMT -5
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Lord Robert Tarly, his wife, and many men return to Godsgrace from the fiasco in Duskendale.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on May 11, 2008 14:51:09 GMT -5
//////// Alexander, his four body guards, and about twenty-five men at arms depart for King's Landing via Lemonwood.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 14:54:33 GMT -5
Traveling with Lord Irwyn is Lord Oorqyle, his friend and confidant Ser Osney Santagar, and ten men-at-arms.
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