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Post by sagewolf on Oct 31, 2007 18:33:04 GMT -5
Clive, with his right leg still baced, limps up the stairs to the Hand's solar.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 1, 2007 9:22:05 GMT -5
Piers welcomes Clive and asks, "Why are you here?"
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Post by sagewolf on Nov 1, 2007 19:38:11 GMT -5
"Two reasons." Clive said, easing himself into the room.
"One, I want my brother to be the new Regent of the West." He lacked the presence of his brother, though he was more muscular in frame. "Two, I would like the opportunity to join the Kingsguard." He moved to a chair and slowly moved into it. "I feel very strongly about these two things. I had a dream that I was watching Cedric lead the West while I stood wearing the white cloak of the Kingsguard. The sky was red and the people were blue. I believe it was a sign."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 1, 2007 20:39:46 GMT -5
"Well we will have to talk to the king then. He will name the new Kingsguard." Piers stands.
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Post by sagewolf on Nov 2, 2007 16:27:03 GMT -5
"Yes." Clive says, standing after a moment of struggle. "My leg will be healed soon, and I can stop bracing it." He said, more as a response to what he believed would be a question of his ability.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 2, 2007 20:34:16 GMT -5
ooc-Obviously things have changed. Lets end this and talk in the Army camp
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