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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 17:24:23 GMT -5
Post by melon on Jan 8, 2008 17:24:23 GMT -5
"To inform you that The Mander Reach is not making an alliance with Prince Andry or King Regent Piers. We are neutral and we hope that you do the same. And not to think badly about Andry he is a clever one."
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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 17:28:44 GMT -5
Post by The Smith on Jan 8, 2008 17:28:44 GMT -5
"Message recieved Tallahar. Thank you." Tarly thought deeply.
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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 17:30:17 GMT -5
Post by melon on Jan 8, 2008 17:30:17 GMT -5
"Will that be all Regent Tarly or is there something you wish me to travel back to Highgarden to tell my cousin."
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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 17:41:01 GMT -5
Post by The Smith on Jan 8, 2008 17:41:01 GMT -5
Tarly just shakes his head.
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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 17:46:45 GMT -5
Post by melon on Jan 8, 2008 17:46:45 GMT -5
"Very well then. Thank you for seeing me. Oh could you get that law taken away you know that one the means I can't come into the Far Reach. Thanks bye." Tallahar leaves with Bane.
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Oldtown
Jan 8, 2008 20:07:51 GMT -5
Post by melon on Jan 8, 2008 20:07:51 GMT -5
Tallahar with Bane and the 9 Guardsman depart Oldtown for Highgarden.
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Oldtown
Jan 9, 2008 11:36:23 GMT -5
Post by The Flint on Jan 9, 2008 11:36:23 GMT -5
Anne Varner and Dacey Irwyn arrive at Oldtown escorted by a number of men-at-arms, led by Ser Torn and Ser Osmund. They head to the Hightower, and seek audience with Lord Tarly.
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Oldtown
Jan 9, 2008 12:54:42 GMT -5
Post by bittersteel on Jan 9, 2008 12:54:42 GMT -5
Ser Lorn Costayne enters Oldtown, in his finest clothes. He rides a professionally bred horse, and brings with him 5 guards, each equiped with fine steel mail and boiled leather. As he enters the gate, he questions a guard.
"Where would I find Lord Tarly?" he asked, his voice cool and curteous, barely even paying attention to the guard.
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Oldtown
Jan 9, 2008 14:28:47 GMT -5
Post by The Flint on Jan 9, 2008 14:28:47 GMT -5
"Lord Tarly is popular today." Says the uniformed man of the Oldtown Guard. "You'll want to head to the Hightower and get in line with the rest of 'em." the man offered a gap-toothed grin.
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Oldtown
Jan 10, 2008 0:35:24 GMT -5
Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 10, 2008 0:35:24 GMT -5
A raven arrives from Horn Hill,
Lord Regent,
Dorne has raised their army as you feared, rumors of as many as 20,000 men are on the march. I am coming to Oldtown to discuss alternatives, reccommend that we assemble other Lords to discuss our options, we need to hear everyone's voice to know that they we will stand as one for we will surely fall if we stand alone.
Respectfully,
Alex
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Oldtown
Jan 10, 2008 3:51:31 GMT -5
Post by The Flint on Jan 10, 2008 3:51:31 GMT -5
The Sea pearl glides into the dock at Oldtown. On board its 15 man crew, and a begging brother, hunched over with age, clinging tenaciously to the bowl around his neck. While the crew of the Pearl speaks with the Oldtown Guard, the brother soon blends into the crowd, and disappears, headed towards the Hightower.
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Oldtown
Jan 11, 2008 2:20:42 GMT -5
Post by The Flint on Jan 11, 2008 2:20:42 GMT -5
Francis Varner, Lady Anne, Ser Torn and their guards depart for Stoatheart.
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Oldtown
Jan 11, 2008 20:34:48 GMT -5
Post by bittersteel on Jan 11, 2008 20:34:48 GMT -5
Ser Lorn Costayne looks at the guard. "Stand in line? Do you know who I am?" Ser Lorn looked down at the guard in disgust. "I am the heir to Lord Costayne. I will wait in no lines."
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Oldtown
Jan 11, 2008 22:56:05 GMT -5
Post by The Flint on Jan 11, 2008 22:56:05 GMT -5
"Sorry ser." says the guard, with a still smug look on his face. "If you tell Captain Merik at the Hightower, I'm sure he'll make sure you're comfortable until Lord Tarly is ready for you."
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Oldtown
Jan 11, 2008 23:42:34 GMT -5
Post by bittersteel on Jan 11, 2008 23:42:34 GMT -5
Ser Lorn looks down at the guard, and spits on him. He then proceeds to ride off towards the Hightower.
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Hope you all are well and happy.