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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 21, 2008 23:13:59 GMT -5
A little distance away from Greycopse, over the meadow and fields, through the small woods and perched on the edge of the swamps, lies cozy Greenmarsh.
Greenmarsh consists of a short but stout stone tower in the center, with a large wooden hall juxtaposed. Greenmarsh is mainly for the production of pitch from the marshes, and thus has little else in it. A large wooden curtain wall surrounds Greycopse, with two gates. One on the outside of the small swampy forest it lives in, and one gate on the inside towards where the pitch is found.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 24, 2008 13:16:12 GMT -5
The group of four approaches Greenmarsh.
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Post by melon on Feb 24, 2008 21:35:18 GMT -5
Kebra smiles, "A very nice place."
Ser Hulken smiles at the squire words and mumbles something insulting under his breath.
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Post by edricdayne on Feb 24, 2008 21:57:57 GMT -5
Clayton glares at Ser Hulken and smiles at Kebra. "Well, it is humble at the best. It is only for the escavation of Pitch, of course. It's no REAL castle." Clayton said, looking around.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 25, 2008 8:05:23 GMT -5
"Someday soon though, Clayton." Seth said. "Where else to begin your family than your own keep?"
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Post by edricdayne on Feb 25, 2008 18:12:36 GMT -5
Clayton smiled. "Yes, of course. I need a keep to raise a family."
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