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Post by Tallahar on Sept 19, 2008 23:47:27 GMT -5
Tallahar arrives at the feast only recently arriving on a ship. He walks over to Lord Justin and bows, "I knew your Father Justin and it would please me greatly if I was to get to know you."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 21, 2008 19:49:34 GMT -5
Lord Justin nodded respectfully to Dondarrion while Shauna gives a squeal of joy over some of the more intricate trinkets.
"Lord Dondarrion, we thank you for your gracious gifts. I should like to pass on the respect of my people to you and yours, as we have often found ourselves brothers in arms before, and will no doubt again. Thank you milord, for your gifts." Justin bows his head again, and turns towards the lord of the Mander.
"Lord Tyrell I thank you. Let me extend to you a welcome to the Far Reach. May we remain as the closest of siblings. It is a pleasant thought for me that my own children will continue to share blood ties with your brightest of roses, since Shauna's grandmother is a Tyrell."
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Post by Tallahar on Sept 21, 2008 23:08:34 GMT -5
"It would please me also. It shall be a happy day in not only the Far Reach but also the Mander when you reach the age of Maturity and are able to rule from Hightower yourself."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 22, 2008 8:57:03 GMT -5
Justin's cheeks flushed slightly, and he's small hands clenched before relaxing.
"Perhaps milord Tyrell was misinformed. I do not at present... have a regent. His grace King Rickon has led the way in showing that the energy of youth can overcome some of the challenges of inexperience, and I look to his grace as my own example as a leader."
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Post by Tallahar on Sept 22, 2008 15:35:47 GMT -5
"Of course I am sorry I have spent to much time in that Red Keep. King Rickon is a very good King and calls us often to the Council Room to discuss matters."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 22, 2008 15:39:54 GMT -5
"I understand completely Lord Tyrell. It is difficult to remain up to speed across the seven Kingdoms as any lord can attest, some news travels slowly. Has my dear Lord Craych arrived, I was hoping much to speak with him. I understand he is also betrothed?"
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Post by Tallahar on Sept 22, 2008 15:42:52 GMT -5
"Yes to the Late Lord Crane's youngest Daughter. I am sorry he is currently traveling with my eldest son William North to visit Edmure. I wished Craych to have a bigger understanding of Westeros."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 22, 2008 15:47:16 GMT -5
"Oh, well that is a disappointment, but it cannot be helped. We are pleased to have such a venerable warrior as yourself representing our friends on the other side of the river. It seems that too many of the great generals of our time have fallen." Justin said firmly.
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Post by Tallahar on Sept 22, 2008 15:49:36 GMT -5
Tallahar nodded, "Yes, Lord Irwyn death was very... unfortunate."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 22, 2008 16:19:03 GMT -5
"Unfortunate for we Reachmen, perhaps more fortunate for others." Justin said softly. "I was wondering, is it frustrating for you to spend so much time at court? I had been told that in the days when my father ruled Oldtown the enmity between yourself and some Westerlords was renowned."
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Post by Tallahar on Sept 22, 2008 21:05:02 GMT -5
"Yes I had strong dislike towards certain Lannisters. I still had a strong disagreement with men of that House."
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Post by wookie on Sept 23, 2008 4:01:35 GMT -5
A scruffy, morose looking hedge knight sits on the end of one of the tables at the far end of the fete. He doesn't seem to even notice the festivities around him, nor engage in any conversation with his neighbours. He merely stares off into the distance, occassionally taking a swallow of strongwine from his cup and muttering to himself. "My boys, all gone...all dead and gone, my poor boys" he murmurs
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Post by The Flint on Sept 23, 2008 8:03:13 GMT -5
A thin looking man with a wide smile and a cup of ale in each hand slides up next to the old drunk.
"Well hello there Roger!" The man says with a cheerful grin, "What has you down, this is supposed to be a happy occasion."
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Post by wookie on Sept 23, 2008 8:06:21 GMT -5
"Roger?" the man blinked blearily "What occassion?" he mutters as he looks around, seeming to notice the festivities for the first time.
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Post by Lord Lester Merryweather on Sept 23, 2008 8:18:18 GMT -5
Mathis arrives and goes over to lord Hightower and bows "My liege, I am Mathis Florent. I hope I will be able to help you in any matter you need."
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