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Post by The Stranger on Apr 26, 2008 16:44:47 GMT -5
"Oh no, he did quite an excellent job of it." Lady Demezla says, gazing at the picture of her husband for a moment.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 26, 2008 16:48:04 GMT -5
"Might I see it then?" Brandon asks while looking at the other paintings.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 26, 2008 17:01:19 GMT -5
"Oh no, it went the same route as its painter." She says, as she steps away from the paintings and turns.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 26, 2008 17:02:39 GMT -5
Brandon nods, looks at the painting of the last Lord Uller one more time and follows Demezla yet again.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 26, 2008 17:04:03 GMT -5
As they reach the second floor, Demzela points, "Guest quarters, you may take any apartment which suits you. I shall have you fetched for dinner, if it suits you."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 26, 2008 17:06:39 GMT -5
Brandon smiles, "That would be lovely, Demezla. I think I'll take a nap before dinner then, travelling makes me a bit weary".
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 26, 2008 17:48:55 GMT -5
"As you wish ser."She says, before disappearing up the stairs on her tip toes.
The hallway down which she pointed Brandon, seems short, and relatively straight, but he soon finds that it is anything but. Instead the passage way uses mirrors to expand and shrink its apparent length and breadth, leaving the Royce smashing into walls when he least expects it. Some doors are locked, others only painted onto the wall. All very confusing, like the Ullers themselves.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 27, 2008 6:11:22 GMT -5
Brandon soon learns from his mistake and holds his sword infront of him as he walks, he finds a chamber that isn't too far down the confusing hallway. The window had a nice view over the river. He nurses his bruises before he takes nap
ooc: edited because no rooms except the Lord of the house, looks over the Courtyard.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 28, 2008 1:24:00 GMT -5
Brandon finds himself aimlessly walking the halls
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 28, 2008 1:28:54 GMT -5
Two men in the red and orange follow Brandon at a discrete pace. They are both wearing light Dornish scale mail, and have Dornish short spears and bows on their back. They've not introduced themselves or explained their purpose.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 28, 2008 1:31:00 GMT -5
After a short while of walking, Brandon can't help but notice two men follwing him. Smiling slightly a tries to loose them after turning a corner (master stealth)
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 28, 2008 1:33:20 GMT -5
(ooc: Brandon:136 Guards:68)
Brandon cuts a corner, and than another two, and soon has left his two guards well behind. However he finds he too is options are limited. He can return the way he came, and face the guards, or he can press forward, up a narrow staircase.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 28, 2008 1:35:32 GMT -5
Brandon walks up the staircase
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 28, 2008 1:36:46 GMT -5
The staircase begins to wind, and to get more, and more narrow. When Brandon reaches the top, he finds a narrow crawlspace, which he can barely enter if he were to get on his hands and knees.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 28, 2008 1:38:38 GMT -5
Brandon decides to continue, and fill periodically check the distance to the roof so as that he doesn't get stuck.
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