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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 30, 2008 18:15:42 GMT -5
Brandon calls for Darien after his meeting with Flea's agent.
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Post by Flex on Jul 30, 2008 18:20:18 GMT -5
Darien arrives, dressed in simple black clothes. "You called, cousin?"
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 30, 2008 18:22:51 GMT -5
"I've had a meeting with one of Flea's agents, and well they have their own plans for Cedric Lannister. There probably won't be a formal investigation," Brandon said.
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Post by Flex on Jul 30, 2008 18:25:17 GMT -5
Darien nodded, not showing his concern. "So, what have you found out?"
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 1:47:27 GMT -5
"They are certain it was Cedric who ordered the crossbowmen to fire, they won't care about evidence so they'll deal with him in their own way I suppose," Brandon shrugged.
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Post by Flex on Jul 31, 2008 4:52:27 GMT -5
"Oh." He said, slightly surprised. "So I guess we have been relieved of a job. Is there anything else they told you?"
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 4:55:52 GMT -5
"Well. The Sealord isn't likely to support the Targaryen, and the one Aranya plottet with to unseat the Sealord can be a slippery bastard. You know anything about him?"
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Post by Flex on Jul 31, 2008 4:59:21 GMT -5
Darien shook his head regretfully. "Sadly I know nothing about who this may be. My sister and I never talked much of the Sealord..." Contemplating for a moment, Darien smiled a little. "Well, if the Sealord won't side with the dragons then that makes us just that little bit safer. Nevertheless, he could be a danger to Westeros in the future."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 5:01:32 GMT -5
Brandon nodded, "Aye, and if we manage to pin the blame of his death on the dragons..."
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Post by Flex on Jul 31, 2008 5:05:01 GMT -5
Darien's smile grew. "Brandon, what would we do without you? Now, before we think about how to go about this... well, what is the price for this information?"
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 5:07:04 GMT -5
Brandon grimaced, "We owe them one"
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Post by Flex on Jul 31, 2008 5:12:48 GMT -5
A slight frown appeared yet again on Darien's face. "Well that can't be good. Nevertheless, it's valuable information. So, have made any plans on how to deal with the Sealord? Mayhap I can help a little."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 5:16:54 GMT -5
"That saves me the time of asking for your help I suppose," Brandon smiled. "There's a brilliant chef in the Sealord's palace, been in employ for nearly two years. Do you know what happens when you use dried basilisk blood, instead of fresh to make the actual poison?"
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Post by Flex on Jul 31, 2008 5:19:49 GMT -5
Darien raised an eyebrow. "I do not have the faintest idea, but it sounds like the result will be horrible." He lent forward in anticipation.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jul 31, 2008 5:21:21 GMT -5
After an omnious silence, bringing up Darien's anticipation. Brandon scratched his head and looked a bit sheepishly, "I was hoping you had the answer to that one".
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