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Post by The Flint on Oct 15, 2008 15:13:24 GMT -5
Justin smiled politely at the horse talk, of which he was painfully unfamiliar, "Lord Brynden, how do you fare? I understand that you've spent much time abroad... how did you find the free cities, I have never been." Justin had a tight lipped smile as he asked his question.
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Post by The Drowned God on Oct 15, 2008 15:18:11 GMT -5
OOC: Bah, Wulf had a moment of insanity apparently then, should have let me edit.  Wulf laughed, "I know you have some running around, I give every orphaned child I see a close inspection so that I may eventually prove it. You have to be spilling your seed somewhere." |
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Oct 15, 2008 15:19:16 GMT -5
Loren waited for an answer from Bryden as well having not traveled much outside of Westeros the curiosites of the Free Cities outweighing his suspcion of all things foreign.
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Post by The Drowned God on Oct 15, 2008 15:21:19 GMT -5
"I am told my father had a rare respect for the men of the Far Reach aswell, in most part due to your father and the old Lord Redwyne." "I was told that my father almost took an Ironborn as his wife, most likely your cousin or your niece although situations did not allow that to come to fruition," Loren said whispering some of the rumors he had heard amongst the camp as a squire, "Is that so? A shame it did not happen, you might have been a cousin of mine." Wulf chuckled at the idea. |
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Post by Tallahar on Oct 15, 2008 15:22:07 GMT -5
Damin Tyrell arrives at the party with a woman on his arm. The man is dressed green and black looking very fashionable.
On his breast is a Black Rose on a White Gold field.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 15, 2008 15:35:33 GMT -5
Justin raised his eyebrow. It seemed to him they had quite alot on Westeros at the moment. Debt, burrowing their way into the royal lineage like tapeworms, a cozy relationship with its least trustworthy region.
He smiled.
"As you say Ser Brynden, I'm sure that's true."
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Post by The Drowned God on Oct 15, 2008 15:35:35 GMT -5
"Aye, 40 babes each pulling an oar and still the Wild Iron bests any of Duskendale's ships in a race!"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 15, 2008 15:35:38 GMT -5
"Lord Tully", the Hand said as he made his way to the Lord Paramount of the Riverlands, "Good to see you in attendance tonight." There was no coldness in his words, but neither was their much warmth.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 15, 2008 15:55:06 GMT -5
Lord Lyreon Barclay enters the hall smiling and chatting away with his cousin, Bennet Waters.
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Post by The Drowned God on Oct 15, 2008 15:55:33 GMT -5
"A new ship? If I didn't know I would win I would think you meant to beggar me. You are on, my brother."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 15, 2008 16:06:10 GMT -5
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Lord Dondarrion made his way through the crowd of nobles towards one of his co-councilors, Lord Hightower. "Lord Hightower", he said with a nod and a polite smile. "What have you made of these Braavosi in person as opposed to the way we saw them on paper?"
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Post by The Flint on Oct 15, 2008 16:07:52 GMT -5
"How did we see them on paper, milord hand?" Justin asked with a smile.
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Post by Tytos on Oct 15, 2008 16:09:23 GMT -5
"Lord Tully", the Hand said as he made his way to the Lord Paramount of the Riverlands, "Good to see you in attendance tonight." There was no coldness in his words, but neither was their much warmth. Pieter turned to Lord Dondarrion as he approached. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He stated smirking, "How fare you Lord Hand? I trust the King has kept you working of late." Pieter said in good humor. |
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 15, 2008 16:11:51 GMT -5
"Lord Tully", the Hand said as he made his way to the Lord Paramount of the Riverlands, "Good to see you in attendance tonight." There was no coldness in his words, but neither was their much warmth. Pieter turned to Lord Dondarrion as he approached. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He stated smirking, "How fare you Lord Hand? I trust the King has kept you working of late." Pieter said in good humor. Breck let out a single "Ha!", and smiled, "I try to occupy the King while I do his work. The longer he stays drunk, the longer he stays out of my work." He laughed again. |
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Oct 15, 2008 16:14:45 GMT -5
"How did we see them on paper, milord hand?" Justin asked with a smile. "As a proper family and environment for the Princess." The Hand thought to himself, "Perhaps I am just second guessing myself, but I wonder if we're not too dependent on the Braavosi and their coin." |
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Hope you all are well and happy.