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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 17:10:02 GMT -5
Alexander asks for Flea of Shallowgrave to meet him privately in his solar at Hellholt.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 17:12:43 GMT -5
After Alexander has been at Hellholt for quite some time, Flea arrives, wearing a loose fitting dornish robe.
"Fucking hot." He says by way of introduction, than looks sheepish. "Sorry. Fucking hot, milord."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 17:14:49 GMT -5
"I hope we can get home soon, you look terribly silly in that robe, but I guess it goes with the territory huh?" Alexander smiles, his left arm and leg still bandaged from his fight with Fowler.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 17:16:34 GMT -5
"I bet I'm more comfortable than you in your armor." Flea said with a slight grin. "What can I do for you milord?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 17:19:39 GMT -5
"Well now that the Dornish army has been largely defeated, the perilous job of trying to find the Princess of Dorne Tristeza Martell can begin in earnest. I have little doubt she is even in Dorne anymore, and I was hoping that your network could help locate her if possible of at least allow us to narrow our search."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 17:25:23 GMT -5
"I know that the Sword of the Morning is in Braavos. I'd expect that his Princess is nearby." says Flea.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 17:31:31 GMT -5
"That makes sense, Timm Dayne never leaves her side, and Braavos would be a friendly port in this instance."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 17:46:42 GMT -5
"Not Timm Dayne. Timm Dayne is dead. Timm Vikary is her bodyguard now. I mean the Sword of Morning. The new one, The Dayne Dayne. Edric, or Beric, or something like that. He left Oldtown port last week, and we weren't able to grab him in time." Flea frowns, and scratches his ears.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 17:56:35 GMT -5
Alexander looks confused he had never understood the difference between Timm Vikary and Timm Dayne and didn't care to now. "Well if Timm Vikary has given up his sword its not a guarantee that the Princess will follow the Sword of the Morning to Braavos. Her proclamation had come from North of Godsgrace many months ago, although with Naval movements there is no way to ensure she could not have slipped out of the Tors or even sooner and fled from Ghost Hill. "
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 18:00:53 GMT -5
"Well, fine than." Flea says sticking out his tongue, "But that's where Beric Dayne is... and Dawn, so make of it what you will."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 18:06:15 GMT -5
"Well it is a lead that we must follow, and it beats looking through every snakes hole in every dune of this desert. I know it will take time, but if your network gets even a sniff of Martell then we must act quickly."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 18:07:49 GMT -5
"She'll run." Flea says, "That one loves life more than politics. A silly woman with bad advisors." Flea shook his head. "Still, that doesn't change anything. If we find her, we sink the knife in right?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 18:11:34 GMT -5
"or poison, hanging, drowning, a crossbow bolt, in the end its the same course. Tristeza Martell is too dangerous to remain alive. "
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 13, 2008 18:12:45 GMT -5
Flea's eyes widen, and he sets his jaw. "No poison. Weasels beat snakes because they are quicker and smarter, not because they resort to loathsome venom."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 13, 2008 18:21:03 GMT -5
Alexander nods, "well Flea you were always the best at catching both rats and snakes, I will never be one to argue your methods. However, when the deed is complete, I think it would be fitting to leave with it a tribute to Lord Francis. So that all know that even in death the Lord Weasel can still bring justice."
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