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Post by Ollie on Sept 3, 2008 13:01:33 GMT -5
"Do y'now? Well, seein' as 'ow I's rewarded fer holdin' th'Landing, I could use some work... But what if I ain't so good, me dove?" he grinned, giving her breast a squeeze.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 3, 2008 13:04:15 GMT -5
She smiled, and stood up.
"Come with me." She said with a lascivious smile, taking his hand delicately, and leading him towards a room in the back.
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Post by Ollie on Sept 3, 2008 13:09:32 GMT -5
He smiled, wider, and stood up, quicker.
"Aye, me sweet dove. Let's see 'ow wicked y'really are," he said, with a sly crimson grin on his face.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 3, 2008 13:14:36 GMT -5
The black haired beauty led Dunnock into a back room, pitch black. "Let me slip into something a little more comfortable darling..." she said to him softly, before melting away into the darkness.
When the lamp was lit, his dark haired wench was gone, replaced by the more stoic face of Ser Templeton.
"Ser Dunnock. Welcome to the Belly of the Beast." He said sternly.
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Post by Ollie on Sept 3, 2008 13:57:50 GMT -5
Ser Dunnock blinked his bleary eyes as they adjusted to the new light. "You, ah... Y'look different in th'light, sweetheart," he said dryly, not hiding his disappointment.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 3, 2008 14:05:17 GMT -5
"Apologies for the deceit Ser Dunnock, but it's necessary. I was impressed by your fighting skills at the Red Keep, and your quick thinking, and am considering offering you employment, but I've some questions I'd like to ask first. Than you too, may ask questions, if you have any to ask. Does that sound alright?" Ser Templeton said, his voice steady and monotonous.
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Post by Ollie on Sept 3, 2008 14:13:26 GMT -5
Dunnock sucked on his red-stained teeth as he considered the offer. His last escapade with this cloak-and-dagger business hadn't gone so well, but it had netted him three golden dragons. After a moment, the hedge knight nodded gruffly. "Sounds alright," he confirmed.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 3, 2008 14:48:31 GMT -5
"Alright. Can you please tell me the names of as many of your previous employers as possible. Please do not hold back, we will be checking." Templeton said, his expression unchanging.
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Post by Ollie on Sept 3, 2008 20:34:35 GMT -5
The Bloody Sparrow hmm'd to himself for a moment, before launching into the list. It was neat, concise, and rapid-fire, naming minor lords, landed knights, and wealthy tradesmen. A few powerful lords were noted as well, and going by the battles, wars, and tourneys Ser Dunnock claimed her fought in, it seemed to Ser Templeton that the hedge knight was reciting them in perfect chronological order.
After the second time dropped his fingers to count ten more, he'd given up trying to keep track. "... An' then after th'War in Dorne, I signed on wiff Lord Tallahar fer a time, and Lord Falgrave 'afore that, but they didn't 'ave much use fer me. I went to Duskendale fer th' Poisoned Tourney, an', well, y'know how that went. Came down to King's Landing to fight in th'Queens Tourney, left after tha' an' went wandering the Riverlands. Marched m'self to Oldtown in look o'work, found nothin', an' headed back to th'Landing. That was after th'Basilisks invaded. I pledged m'self to Lord Benfry, 'elped hold King's Landing, as you'll r'member, and 'elped take it back. An' here I am."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 4, 2008 9:25:41 GMT -5
Templeton nodded, his appearance not given away any thoughts one way or the other, "And your lineage? On your father's and mother's side, as available, to the third generation."
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Post by Ollie on Sept 4, 2008 14:05:16 GMT -5
"Me mother was t'owner o'the Crossroads Inn, Seven bless 'er soul. She passed on when I was jes' a boy, an' now 'er sister owns th'Inn. I 'spect 'er folks, an' their folks owned it too, 'fore she did. I don't know nothin' o' me father," he stated, stoically.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 4, 2008 14:36:04 GMT -5
Templeton nodded.
"Do you have a place to stay while you are in the city? We'll gladly cover room and board for the time being, and provide a stipend of 100 silver stags a month. And if we use you for something, you'll receive an additional one to three dragons, depending on the job. It goes without saying that we do not expect you to work for any other lord or organization while working for us, without... our approval."
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Post by Ollie on Sept 4, 2008 14:42:01 GMT -5
Whatever reserved aloofness Ser Dunnock was clinging to was abandoned at the promise of gold. "Right, right... Shit, one hun'erd stags a month? You jus' bought yerself a hedge knight, Ser. I've been bouncin' 'tween this an' that inn fer th'time bein'. Whereever y'want me t'stay, I will."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 4, 2008 14:46:01 GMT -5
Templeton nodded and suggested an inn in a district slightly more upscale than the Belly.
"I think you'll find that more than adequate. Tell them Tania recommended them to you, and you should get a fair discount."
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Post by Ollie on Sept 4, 2008 14:47:29 GMT -5
He nodded, grinning with his grizzly red smile. "Will do, Ser. One question... what sort o' work d'you 'ave in mind?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5