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Post by syd on Nov 14, 2007 21:11:27 GMT -5
A small group of kids navigate through several of the backstreets of Myr.
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Post by syd on Nov 14, 2007 21:13:03 GMT -5
One amongst the many is Gabriel Willfyre, the pale blonde haired Westerosi boy. He speaks Bastard Valyrian well, but has not outgrown his Westerosi accent.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 14, 2007 21:26:53 GMT -5
Kasmir was a quiet boy, but prone to furious anger. He was the most reclusive of the boys, and often acted as their trump card. Reserved but completely mental. He strolled along at the back of the group, daring those around him to mess with him.
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Post by syd on Nov 14, 2007 22:28:53 GMT -5
The boys darted in and out of shops, testing food and eying local ladies.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 15, 2007 0:34:09 GMT -5
Kasmir stopped then, looking around. "Where are we going?" He asked.
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Post by syd on Nov 15, 2007 9:05:53 GMT -5
"I was following Neal", Gabriel said as he gestured towards the oldest kid in the group.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 15, 2007 18:05:51 GMT -5
"We're going to river," said Neal. "Stop draggin' yer feet."
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Post by syd on Nov 15, 2007 18:46:16 GMT -5
Gabriel nods and follows Neal while jumping side to side over puddles.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 15, 2007 19:14:14 GMT -5
Kasmir gave Neal a chilly look, but continued along with the rest.
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Post by syd on Nov 15, 2007 19:36:54 GMT -5
In a random flower patch Gabriel spotted a lucky flower and gingerly picked it. He fell back from the pack when he stopped to eye it.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 15, 2007 22:09:23 GMT -5
"If you don't come with, they will leave you." Kasmir said, scowling. He didn't need to say alot to get his point across.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 15, 2007 22:16:52 GMT -5
The brangle of boys finally reached the river. Neal, who was fond of proclaiming, pointed at the muddy waters, "There lies the life blood of the city. It gives and it takes away. Others ignore it, but in it, on it, by it, we will make our fortunes. Today, we will scavenge, tomorrow we will own!"
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Nov 15, 2007 23:25:51 GMT -5
Kasmir snorted. "How are we gonna do that, Neal?" Neal was older, but Kasmir's reputation preceded him.
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Post by syd on Nov 16, 2007 0:01:48 GMT -5
Gabriel kept steady eyes on the river as he laid a hand on Kasmir shoulder and said softly, "Neal lost it. It's muddy waters and there's nothing to find here."
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 16, 2007 0:29:31 GMT -5
Neal looks around the muddy banks and pulls out in short order three crabs and an old pot. "Well, there's dinner and some thing to cook it in."
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