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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 17:18:07 GMT -5
OOC: Tallahar, the Captain you sent with Edmure, is it Humfrey?
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 15, 2007 17:43:39 GMT -5
Callen nods back, "Again you have my condolences for your loss. May the Father judge Becca righteously, and the Mother grant her mercy."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 15, 2007 17:44:10 GMT -5
He glances at Yohn for a moment, and then returned his gaze to Rhodri.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 15, 2007 17:53:10 GMT -5
"Indeed," Rhodri says, flint faced. "May her ghost find peace. I hope to find what peace I can back home, and vengeance as well. This will not be forgotten."
Yohn starts mumbling, something about a stag and snow, but his father looks at him sternly and he falls silent.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 15, 2007 19:37:47 GMT -5
Lord Bolton mounts up and rides up to the King and Rhodri, "Are we departing soon King?"
Looking to Rhodri he asks, "My Lord there was rumor something happened to your wife?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 15, 2007 19:40:37 GMT -5
"No rumor," Rhodri says, face tightened, "She was murdered in the streets of King's Landing."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 15, 2007 19:43:52 GMT -5
Bolton's face did not change, "Really who did that? And how was it done?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 15, 2007 19:52:25 GMT -5
"A man in a golden mask, who was cut down as soon as he plunged in the knife. It is not the first time we have seen these masks, though I am still unsure of what it means or who is behind it. I will know little sleep until I do," Rhodri says.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 15, 2007 19:58:53 GMT -5
"I already have Horas Blackwood looking into it. He believes they are affiliated with a cult worshipping a god of death."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 15, 2007 20:08:05 GMT -5
Bolton nods once, "I hope she didn't suffer." His mouth twitched.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 15, 2007 20:20:34 GMT -5
Rhodri does not answer that comment.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Oct 15, 2007 20:42:00 GMT -5
Callen formed everyone up. "Rhodri it is time we took our leave. I thank you for your leal service, and my debt to you shall not be forgotten."
Callen then looked to Yohn. "Learn your duty young Weirwood, and I shall as well."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 15, 2007 21:04:03 GMT -5
Yohn steps up towards Callen, and reaches out pulling him closer, ignoring the traditional rules of ettiquette to a King. He whispers so that only Callen can hear.
"There is a stag, it is running north through the snow. I can hear the howl of wolves, the pack is closing in. There is a man without skin who is watching and laughing as blood drips into the snow. Only I don't know whether the blood belongs to the man, the stag, or the wolves."
Yohn pulls away, gives Callen a final glance, and returns to his gelding.
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Post by melon on Oct 16, 2007 0:48:20 GMT -5
Edmure looks up from the dogs, Looking at Yohn, "You have nice hair, Do you know where my Daddy is?"
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Post by theother on Oct 16, 2007 7:24:51 GMT -5
Ser Miles Oldflower, Ser Giles Grandison and Ser Roland Tyrell have been tasked with guarding the King in his journey north. The remaining Kingsguard have remained in Kings Landing with the rest of the royal family. They sit in somewhat eerie silence and remain ever alert for any threats to his majesty, their white cloaks rippling in the light breeze.
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