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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 2:18:41 GMT -5
A Lysene trading ship. Captained by Anatoly Striper.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 2:19:33 GMT -5
Petra lead Brynden and his two companions aboard the trading vessel. Walking up to the captain she kissed him warmly on the mouth.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 2:31:45 GMT -5
After the long kiss, Petra walked back over to the Lord of Duskendale, "Who are these men you trust so highly?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 3:28:35 GMT -5
Petra gave them each a warm smile, "Lord Corbray, I am not familiar with your house, it must be very small."
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Post by Fel on Aug 31, 2008 13:49:15 GMT -5
Alyn looked at the woman, who he felt confident was merely trying to goad him to react.
He bowed his head. "As you say, my lady, I would not question the depths of your knowledge."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 14:02:26 GMT -5
Petra cocked her head, "No, my knowledge only appears deep, when in fact it is quite shallow." She winked at him, "I know a few tricks, picked up her and there and from professionals."
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Post by Fel on Aug 31, 2008 14:10:02 GMT -5
"I don't imagine someone so trusted in Piers Bettley's network to be anything less than extremely competent," Alyn said neutrally.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 14:25:44 GMT -5
Petra twined her hair about a finger, "Well Daddy made an exception for me. That is why the only tasks I get are courier duties. One day I hope to be an operative like him."
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Post by Fel on Aug 31, 2008 14:51:34 GMT -5
Alyn wondered briefly who she meant by her father, when the realisation came to him that she must be Piers Bettley's own daughter.
"I'm sure you will be," Alyn said, not bothering to fight her ruse.
"Are we to know our ultimate destination?" he asked.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 15:05:20 GMT -5
Petra laughed, "We are in store for a voyage longer then anything you three could have possibly traveled."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 15:12:53 GMT -5
Petra leaned forward placing her index finger on Lewyn's mouth and murmured, "Shhhhh"
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Post by Fel on Aug 31, 2008 15:20:42 GMT -5
Alyn looked out at sea to the west. He knew Gulltown was not considerably far away, and he wondered when next he might see the Vale. He sighed and thought of his keep, that he had not seen since the armies had been called to fight the invasion, and of Ser Koren's small grave on Sweetsister that he had not yet visited, and of Kaylee Coldwater, and his sister Samantha.
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Post by Fel on Aug 31, 2008 15:40:44 GMT -5
Alyn nodded, his jaw set stoicly.
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