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Post by Flex on Apr 1, 2008 16:57:12 GMT -5
Through the red mountains of Dorne, two people ride. Ser Beric Dayne and his wife Aryanna are heading for Sunspear.
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Post by Flex on Apr 1, 2008 17:41:53 GMT -5
As the sun sets, the two approach the remnants of what used to be a tower. At it's foot are eight funeral mounds, made up of rocks from the tower. Beric has heard of the tale of the battle that happened here, hundreds of years ago. A Dayne died here, and a splendid one he had been. Beric said a short prayer for him and the others who had died here, then bedded down beside Aryanna.
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Post by edricdayne on Apr 1, 2008 21:29:24 GMT -5
There's a clear sky this night, few clouds. A large full moon adorns the night, giving off plenty of light. All is quiet, the snakes in their holes and the birds in their nests. The only sound is the light breeze, taking the edge off of the warm night. But if you listen closely, you can almost hear whispers in the night... eddard....eddard...
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Apr 1, 2008 21:55:12 GMT -5
If you listen even closer, you might hear the ghostly voices tell you you have a sister you were unaware of previously...
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Post by Flex on Apr 2, 2008 7:52:10 GMT -5
Mumbling, Beric awakes to find that a mist has settled around him. There is an eerie glow around the former tower and he can hear voices whispering to him. He wakes Aryanna and decides to ride off. Beric however notes to himself that he will have to return to this place soon.
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