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Post by The Smith on Aug 11, 2008 17:42:03 GMT -5
The man wiped his mouth and burped, "Single Combat, for my surrender."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2008 21:45:42 GMT -5
"Drunken fool..." muttered Roose, "And what of the garrison?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2008 7:24:57 GMT -5
"Sure them too." He mumbled.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 12, 2008 14:38:08 GMT -5
Roose raised an eyebrow, "Your name?" He circled his horse around the man, his hand itching towards Ice.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2008 21:45:50 GMT -5
"Tell me yours first, pretty lips." He mocked.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 12, 2008 23:13:13 GMT -5
Roose circled his horse around once more. "Roose Stark, formerly Roose Snow, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North, and should it come to single combat between you and I may also call be destruction....at least yours."
Without blinking he said, "Now it's your turn."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 13, 2008 0:42:12 GMT -5
"I am Ulver Twincups, Lord of the Two-headed Sea-Snake. And Boy, if I were to fight you in battle you would be deader then my mother's heart." Spitting in the general direction of Roose he added, "And blacker too."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 13, 2008 1:47:28 GMT -5
"And still more sober than you are," Roose added. "Where is Lord Harlaw?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 13, 2008 7:53:33 GMT -5
"We ate him." Ulver replied, "We don't like captains who sail our ships into shoals."
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Post by Fel on Aug 13, 2008 11:50:33 GMT -5
Alyn watched the parlay from a distance, wondering how queer it was that a lone Ironborn had come to offer terms, and if that man was Volmark.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 14, 2008 1:39:06 GMT -5
Roose's eyes furrowed in disbeliefe, "You ate him? Then who the hell leads you all?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2008 4:17:16 GMT -5
Lord Brynden Royce joined the siege, at the head of a thousand Duskendale troops. While his men set his tent up, the young knight joined his uncle, Lord Corbray and the other men, and asked for news quietly while he watched Lord Stark confront the ironborn, eyeing the insolent reaver with cold, narrow eyes.
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Post by Flex on Aug 14, 2008 4:29:36 GMT -5
Darien joined to watch the commotion from a distance, having nothing better to do.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Aug 14, 2008 4:37:06 GMT -5
"Hello Brynden and Darien," Brandon said.
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Post by Flex on Aug 14, 2008 5:18:39 GMT -5
Darien managed a bored smile. "Hullo Brandon. Looks like maybe we'll soon be done with this." He said, pointing towards the parlay.
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