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Post by melon on Nov 4, 2007 3:36:14 GMT -5
By the border between the Riverlands and the Reach sits a lonely tent. Inside someone can be seen moving around, and two men stand at the front, Flayed Men sown to their chests.
In the distance a number of hoofbeats are heard. The flayed men stand to attention.
In a small group Robert Hightower comes riding 'Flame'. Seth rides a Horse like no other Ironborn. Ser Cole Tyrell is riding like a true Reachmen he is armored in full plate.
The Reach guards stop and the four step forward, "We are here to see Lyas Bolton." Robert demands.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 3:42:28 GMT -5
They are shown inside the tent. Lord Bolton is sitting on a chair, a cloak drapped over him. His hands were covered in blood, as well as a good portion of the floor. One of the Reachlings recoiled in shock, but then realized that in his hand was a good portion of a baby dear, in the other was a skinning knife. Two hunting dogs lie in a corner, slavering on the floor. They look up when the other's enter and their hackles raise.
Lyas Bolton tossed them a piece of the meat, and the quieted down, content with their master's gift. "Where is Aaron Fossoway? I meant to talk to him king-to-king."
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Post by melon on Nov 4, 2007 3:44:21 GMT -5
Robert steps forward "If you were to talk to the King it would be to a 3 year old boy. We are here to talk that is all."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 4, 2007 3:48:53 GMT -5
Seth sat, looking to the Bolton lord. "Please, Lord Robert. There is no need to be so stiff with the Lord Bolton."
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Post by sercoletyrell on Nov 4, 2007 3:51:14 GMT -5
Cole raises an eyebrow at Bolton's eating habits.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 3:52:09 GMT -5
Lyas looked indifferent. He continued skinning the dead deer. "Lord Fossoway is a king in all but name. If you wish to negotiate then send him." He finally looked up at them with his cold grey eyes. "Or is it that you don't trust me?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 3:52:38 GMT -5
OOC: Lyas isn't eating the meat. He's just skinning the deer.
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Post by melon on Nov 4, 2007 3:54:37 GMT -5
"Less trust Lord Bolton and more the man is ruling the Reach and getting ready for war." Robert is still standing.
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Post by sercoletyrell on Nov 4, 2007 3:58:45 GMT -5
OOC: Woops, I'm a bit out of it.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 4:00:44 GMT -5
Lyas doesn't bother offering the man a seat. "If he wants a fucking alliance he should come here himself. If you need a token of trust, take my nephew. He's one of the men guarding the door." He goes back to skinning the deer.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 4, 2007 4:01:30 GMT -5
"Lord Bolton, we are here on his behalf. It is not that he is too busy to see you, or that he does not trust you, but he was needed for a matter of great importance, and trusts us to treat with you."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 4:04:28 GMT -5
Lyas shrugs. "Yes I'm sure his lordship had more important things than negotiating an alliance with his only possible hope." He stood and whistled, the dogs stood. He then called out. "Brandon, Jon, we're leaving."
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Post by melon on Nov 4, 2007 4:04:39 GMT -5
"See Lord Lyas. We are all high noble Reachmen if we did not trust you do you think we would of came with so few."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Nov 4, 2007 4:07:53 GMT -5
"As far as I'm seeing I have even fewer here than you do. Does Lord Fossoway not respect me enough to come and see his peer face-to-face? Or is the King in the North less important than whatever else he's doing?"
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 4, 2007 4:09:53 GMT -5
"You are quite right, Lord Bolton." Seth said, throwing Robert that asked not to object. "We will speak with Lord Fossoway. There is no reason he shouldn't be here."
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Hope you all are well and happy.