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Post by Erik on Oct 15, 2007 22:47:31 GMT -5
Erik strides up behind the hooded man, carrying a chest with his first mate, Harrin. Once they set the chest down before the assembly, Harrin returns to the crowd, while Erik remains, a crooked smirk on his face.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 22:48:14 GMT -5
The man drew back his hood. The face would have been handsome had a terrible burn not splotted his forehead, carrying down to his ear. The man had shaved his black moustache, but stubble still clung to his upper lip.
"I am Mortimer Pyke, bastard son of Balor Greyjoy."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2007 22:48:57 GMT -5
"I've heard of you on my reavings to the Sea of Dorne," Sparr sneered. "They want your head in King's Landing, singer."
There was loud laughter from Sparr's men.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 22:49:51 GMT -5
"Aye, my head and my balls too. Probably a good amount of other body parts as well."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 22:51:40 GMT -5
Seth brought a chest himself, and placed it near Mortimer.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2007 22:52:34 GMT -5
"We don't need an outlaw in Pyke," Sparr said scornfully. "Especially one who is a singer and a poet. We'd have war on our doorstep within a month."
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Post by michael on Oct 15, 2007 22:54:08 GMT -5
"More useless greenlanders that we dont need."
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Post by Horas on Oct 15, 2007 22:54:21 GMT -5
"We don't need a greenlander in Pyke," Saltcliffe says. "Who are your champions, Mortimer, and what gifts do you bring?"
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 22:54:22 GMT -5
"Nay." Mortimer said. "Not war. The Stagking would not dare harm us, as he knows naught of what goes on beneath his nose. He is probably unaware of the fact that I exist, or that I ever besmirched his honor."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Oct 15, 2007 22:55:34 GMT -5
"I am no Greenlander. I am of salt and sea. I was drowned before I could sail, and could sail before I could walk. I am more Iron than he who walks around with the name I deserve." He pointed this at Harral.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2007 22:57:19 GMT -5
Sparr sneered. "What the fuck do you think we are, newborn babes? You killed the whore companion of the Princess of Dorne. The Hand condemned you to death, and then the Stag boy burned down all your ganghouses. I've seen plenty of King's Landing while I plundered the Saltpans. If Callen doesn't come after you, The Dornish woman will. But I bet they both will."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2007 22:58:29 GMT -5
Sparr looked disgusted when he saw Seth Greyjoy. "One of them is a bastard outlaw singer, the other is a greenlander as soft as cheese. I've heard about you as well, Ser Seth."
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Post by michael on Oct 15, 2007 22:59:26 GMT -5
"I would like to see you try it with me boy I've reaved more of westeros then you, Bastard. I have no lack of iron I can assure you all of that"
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Post by Horas on Oct 15, 2007 23:01:14 GMT -5
Saltcliffe snorts. "The king is a coward and the princess is a woman. Neither will dare the wrath of the ironborn."
Once he realizes that he is supporting Pyke however, he turns angrily. "But they say you are a weeper who sings woman's songs. Can you even lift a sword or an axe? What worthy men stand for you?"
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Post by michael on Oct 15, 2007 23:01:35 GMT -5
"Yes, I wonder how close these two are, not a lot room below deck did you to share a bunk."
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Hope you all are well and happy.