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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 19:37:19 GMT -5
Two men meet in a small out of the way Inn, on behalf of their masters.
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 19:51:52 GMT -5
The Crow's emissary is a sturdy looking man with an axe across his back and a thick blond beard. He sits in a corner, waiting for his opposite number.
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 20:00:34 GMT -5
A short, sturdy man with spikey brown hair, and a long nose entered, and bowed formally.
"Good day. I thank you for answering my summons. I'll get right to the point if it pleases you. My master would like to meet your master, in person to discuss a mutual opportunity."
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 20:02:38 GMT -5
"What sort of mutual opportunity?" Asks the bearded man.
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 20:04:05 GMT -5
"A storm is brewing..." the man said with a smile. "And if properly prepared, your master will be in a position to pick up some of the pieces."
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 20:11:35 GMT -5
The Crow's man scratches at a sore on his arm. "You know who my master is. Which one of yours is it that wants to meet him?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 20:15:49 GMT -5
"One you have met before... I think you will like him." The man says with a smile.
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 20:22:10 GMT -5
"If he can be here in one month's time, I can take him to the meeting he desires," says the man.
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 20:28:22 GMT -5
"For reasons which I will not get into because they involve matters you wouldn't understand,the Eyeless Ones, are... rooted, in their ways, and dislike travel, while Lord Horas... well, is an accomplished traveler. Lord Horas must come to Westeros. He may select some neutral ground in the Riverlands which strikes his fancy, but it must be here."
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 20:38:31 GMT -5
The bearded man eyes the other with disdain. "And should my lord agree to this meeting of yours, how shall I contact you?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 20:41:32 GMT -5
"In Maidenpool, there is a man named Squibs, who paints devices on shields for hedge knights. Have your man approach, and ask for "A hedgehog Natural Rampant on Black quartered Red." He will understand."
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Post by Horas on Jun 23, 2008 20:49:01 GMT -5
The man nods. "Is there anything else I need to know?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 21:10:32 GMT -5
"That is all I know to tell you." The man said with a shrug. "Good luck and good day."
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Post by Horas on Jun 24, 2008 0:00:31 GMT -5
He nods and exits.
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