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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Jul 3, 2007 16:51:05 GMT -5
Emelia smiled. "Most comfortably, Lord Rhodri. You have outdone yourself with your courtesy." She turned to nod to Daena a bit more formally. "Indeed, and a pleasure to meet you, Lady Daena."
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 16:55:51 GMT -5
As Rivers and Buckler charge towards each other Daena turns to Emelia.
"What is Dorne like? I have never been their myself, although i am told it is nothing but sun and sand. I think i would like it."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 3, 2007 16:57:21 GMT -5
Dust kicks up from the lists as the first challengers of the day strike the shields of Ser Grandison, Ser Estermont, and Ser Brandon Buckler, the Stormshield. Soon they ride to determine the day's first victors.
Rhodri watches keenly -- Buckler was his right hand man in the field, and was confident of his ability. Ser Giles Grandison was the son of his Castellan and named a Champion as a favor to the old man -- the Redspear was less confident of his success.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Jul 3, 2007 17:09:13 GMT -5
"Plenty of sun and sand," she responded affectionately, "but not all. By the beach outside of Sunspear, Baldwin's daughter plays in the Water Gardens; plenty of grass, fountains and pools, where children of all ranks can push each other into the water just as in the Riverlands. It's quite beautiful, really, but just as nice to lie half-naked on the terrace or the beach and soak in the sun's rays. And we tend to have more cushions than chairs when we sit down in our rooms."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 3, 2007 17:14:47 GMT -5
"It is most comfortable, Lady Daena. I've visited Sunspear, and few cities can match the beauty of the sun sparkling along the copper and bronze domes. Spice wine and fresh figs can make a man weak at the knees."
"Though that bitter sun can make my skin turn as bright a shade of red as my hair."
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 17:14:57 GMT -5
"I must force Steffen to take me there one day, it sounds perfect. But I fear he has not forgotten the assasination attempt the last time he visited. Dorne sounds both dangerous and beautiful, like the Dornish themselves i suppose?" She gives Emelia a friendly grin.
ooc: Rhodri im not Steffen
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jul 3, 2007 17:16:51 GMT -5
"Oh you know here and there." answered the knight. He was a burly man, in his late thirties and just starting to show the signs of middle age. He studied Piper for a second, "And wat's a Piper doing this far south?"
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 17:22:08 GMT -5
Harys smiled, obviously keen to talk about himself.
"I am with Lord Steffen currently, as an agreement with my father. And Im here to partake in the tourney of course. I am one of the most skilled jousters in the riverlands you know." The young knight chuckled at that. "And you ser?"
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Jul 3, 2007 17:25:04 GMT -5
Emelia chuckled at Lord Royce. "Our ally the sun does take a bit of getting used to, yes. But we can take pride in our little comforts as well as in our danger." She turned to Daena; hearing her comment on beauty and danger, she smiled, then let off a near-perfect imitation of a cobra's hiss. Shajura shied away in playful fright.
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 17:30:49 GMT -5
Daena laughed.
"Unfortunately my dragon imitation is not as impressive. Maerys', however, is quite good you know."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jul 3, 2007 17:31:27 GMT -5
Saella laughs at the hiss, and crawls towards the Princess.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jul 3, 2007 17:36:59 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm just an old hedge knight living out his days. The lad over there is my squire. I hope to take part in the tourney, but if all the knights are as skilled as you I'm afraid I don't have a chance." As he said this his one good eye twinkled.
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 17:49:17 GMT -5
Harys puffs out his chest, and is about to respond when a voice calls him.
"Piper! What the fuck are you doing?" Steffen Lannister appears angrily beside him. "I told you to meet me outside the tent!" He stared at the one eyed knight, giving him a distasteful look. "Who the fuck is this?"
Piper, red in the face, coughed.
"Sorry lord. This is, err, a hedge knight." Harys Piper glared at the hedge knight, as if it was his fault his lord was angry.
Steffen observed the man.
"You look more like a seaman than a hedge knight. Your shoulders look like those of a rower."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jul 3, 2007 17:55:45 GMT -5
They look like a knight of the Kingsgaurd's shoulders you Lannister whelp , thought Lonmouth. He merely smiled at Steffen, "I was a member of the Baratheon's fleet back in the day m'lord."
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jul 3, 2007 18:01:20 GMT -5
Steffen Raised his eyebrows at that.
"Baratheon? I have not heard that name for several years."
He turns back to Harys, and hisses.
"Bugger off, and ready yourself you young fool," before turning back to the hedge knight now regarding him with interest.
"What was it like serving the Usurper? That family was always incompetent no? And proud too. Too proud."
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Hope you all are well and happy.