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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 1:31:21 GMT -5
Ser Yarrick takes Aerie to a small, eight walled room with a nicely domed ceiling and tall, arched windows. It is well appointed. "I think we can both assume you're not here to talk of marriage. But why the daughter of Lord Blackwood -- if that is truly who you are -- would be traveling with a handful of men to this forsaken rocky place is quite beyond me. Just wait until the wind begins to howl this evening; you'd swear this place was built of paper walls instead of stone. There is a reason few men live here."
"Care for a drink?"
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 12:01:26 GMT -5
A lone man rides into the grand view of the keep. Leading two spare riding horses the man rides up to the gate. He is lightly armored carrying only a single sword.
Riding up he signals the guardsmen, "Ahoy, is there a Lady Blackwood here? Or been here recently?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 12:20:06 GMT -5
"And who are you?"
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 12:28:30 GMT -5
"I am Ser Jasper Krags. I serve her father, I carry a message for her." Krags stares up at the guards glumly.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 12:29:18 GMT -5
"You come in peace, and swear it? If so, I bid you enter as guest." These words are spoken as if from ritual.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 12:41:15 GMT -5
The man barks out a single laugh, "I don't want to come in unless Aerie is here. If she is I swear to peace. Otherwise I will be off."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 12:45:45 GMT -5
The heavy drawbridge begins to lower. As soon as it is down -- a slow process, to be sure -- a middle aged woman in a heavy brocaded dress is seen standing on the far side. "Another guest! So exciting!"
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 12:49:15 GMT -5
Riding up to the woman Krags asks, "Are you here for my horses?" He dismounts easily, rubbing at his sweaty brow he spits onto the ground, "Is Lady Blackwood still here then?" He pulls a flask from a pouch and takes a swig.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 13:11:46 GMT -5
"Boy, take the good knight's mount. Hello, ser knight. Why is it you seek that young wench? She cannot know much yet," Fenra makes her best attempt at a coy smile.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 13:16:32 GMT -5
Ser Krags looked at her doubtfully and took a larger swig from his flask, "I have a message from her father. It is urgent."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 14:01:39 GMT -5
"She is here, still in private council with the Castellan. I cannot interrupt them, it would be rude. How about I take you to my husband's solar so you can rest from the weariness of travel until she is free. Perhaps I can find some wine or sherry to enjoy together."
OOC: I wouldn't be stalling you, but I thought it fair Aerie have a chance to question the Castellan, if she had something in mind. They should have finished their conversation before you arrived, really.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Aug 4, 2007 14:05:47 GMT -5
ooc-That is cool. I will just wait. I am on my way out anyway.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Aug 4, 2007 16:42:03 GMT -5
OoC: wow, sorry I took so long! I was at the barn and just had the best jumping lesson  Aerie let out a small laugh and nodded her agreement. “I think she was contemplating wedding dates before I left,” she replied unsteadily, still wondering if she remained single. The woman was mad. “I quite enjoy the wind up here, and the view is to my taste. And yes,” her voice was quivering with amusement, “I do happen to be Terrence Blackwood’s youngest daughter, not Maerys’ ghost in clever disguise.” She paused, accepting his offer for a drink distractedly. “There is a reason I came here, besides the fresh air and Ser Giles’ charming mother.” She made a face at that. “I see you have heard of the blood spilt in the Red Keep. I want to know where house Grandison stands on the issue,” she said finally, blunt and concise. |
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 17:18:10 GMT -5
"House Grandison is a small house, mi'lady, with only a couple hundred sworn men, most not even knights. There are only three family members living, and one of them is that strange creature with whom you just spoke. Why would the youngest daughter of Terrence Blackwood be wondering where we stood? Are you looking for shelter? Were you threatened in the fighting?"
"As to where we stand on that bloody business, we have no secrets to keep. Lord Valwert is sworn to the Redroyce, and is a man famed for his loyalty. He will surely hold Storm's End in the Redroyce's name until Lord Rhodri returns from the north."
"We'll leave the business of kings, kingslaying and kingmaking to the Houses with the stature to move pieces in the game of thrones. We are but a pawn, and a humble one at that."
"Perhaps you should ask where the Redroyce will stand. His actions will sway many men."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Aug 4, 2007 17:19:11 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Lady Fenra Grandison is attempting to subtly seduce Ser Krags, who seems oblivious, uninterested and impatient during her advances.
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