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Post by House Dustin on Oct 16, 2007 8:59:00 GMT -5
Roland took the cue from Ser Denys, "It looks time to retire." He grinned at the knights still listening to Ser Daven, "Don't believe everything this bastard tells you." With that, Roland went to his chambers to sleep.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2007 9:02:29 GMT -5
The rest of the knights went to sleep too.
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Post by House Dustin on Oct 16, 2007 9:08:12 GMT -5
And they slept soundly.
OOC: hahahhaha.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 16:50:54 GMT -5
A feast is held in the Dun Fort's great hall to celebrate the winners. Prince Baratheon and Queen Anya are given places of honor, as are the other champions.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 17, 2007 16:52:39 GMT -5
Ser Vance wears a simple red and white bisected tunic and enters in a bright mood.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 16:54:43 GMT -5
Ser Ethan, Ser Harmond and the other Duskendale knights make merry, asking Ser Sylas Wyl and Ser Auron Dayne if Dornish women really do taste like sand.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 17, 2007 16:59:25 GMT -5
Beaumarin sings and plays the lute to entertain.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Oct 17, 2007 17:02:06 GMT -5
Sylas grinned at the Duskendale knight. "No, they taste like silk and wine."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 17:06:37 GMT -5
"The women up here taste like honey," Ser Patrek Harte laughed. "I take that before silk. You ever tried these women?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 17, 2007 17:07:42 GMT -5
"I'm about to," Ser Vance says as he glides past towards Lady Aranya.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 17:12:55 GMT -5
Ser Ethan and Ser Harmond looked shocked, but Ser Patrek Harte only laughed.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 17, 2007 17:15:47 GMT -5
Ser Vance settles in up at the table with Lady Aranya. "Well, mi'lady, I have lost, and missed the chance to join your service. I suppose I will ride along after the melee to join the Vale Watch like my brothers. One last evening in Duskendale."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 17:25:25 GMT -5
"I will miss your company, ser," Aranya said, sincerely.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 17, 2007 17:41:08 GMT -5
"Will there be anyone to think of me when I lay cold and dead in the snow under a clansman's boot? It would only be fitting if I could leave you something to remember me by, for once I am gone. Some sort of gift," Ser Vance says.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2007 17:45:58 GMT -5
Aranya put her dagger down. "I'm tired of eating. What do you think of a brisk ride out on the headland?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.