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Post by Horas on Jan 7, 2008 1:22:22 GMT -5
"Fuck," the man says, thinking furiously. "Cinnak said there was a place we'd be safe if we had to hide out for a time. Tregario. You heard the name? Dead, apparently, but his man should shelter us for a time."
The Stormlander bites his lip. "At least the game hasn't been given up. Cinnak wasn't Westerosi -- the Sealord shouldn't think it was us, even if he realizes this is connected to him at all."
The rest of the men have finished packing the supplies and are ready to go.
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Post by The Flint on Jan 7, 2008 1:24:57 GMT -5
"Alright." Francis did a good once over to check that nothing incriminating was left behind. "Let's do it then." Crossbow over his shoulder, Francis motioned for the stormlander to lead the way to the new safe house.
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Post by Horas on Jan 7, 2008 1:40:20 GMT -5
The party leaves, doing its best to look nondescript.
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