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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:09:43 GMT -5
first the wine, then the song my good Tyrell.
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:10:35 GMT -5
"There meaner the cunt will eat your manhood right off thats how they make eunuchs in Quarth or so i am told."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Jun 11, 2007 1:11:10 GMT -5
Rhodri sings the "Lusty Dothraki" to the same melody. Or a melody vaguely similar. It then dawns on him that a bed might be a nice goal before the night involves a blackened eye. Or the wrong whore's bed. Or a drinking contest leads to both, or one from the other.
(OOC: I'm off to bed...good night).
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:12:49 GMT -5
Are you suggesting the Royce's are lacking in manhood Rindwynd? Surely not. Anyhow, have some more to drink *poors to the brim*
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:13:13 GMT -5
"Yes the song" Rindwynd Stand all be it alittle shaky then stats to to a song about a milkmaid who comes along a septon and offers to polish his crystal
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:16:10 GMT -5
A fine song my friend. Deserves another drink *poors drink, but slips in sleeping potion through slight of hand*
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:16:42 GMT -5
See you on the morrow good Ser Rhodri now worm what is the meaning of your need to see a fight on this night
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:18:29 GMT -5
Why my dear Tyrell, I had heard tales of both of your prowess with weapons, and i wished to see if it was true
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:20:41 GMT -5
"Im felling alittle light headed that wine must be stronger than i thought i may retire to... room..." Rindwynd falls unconscious over the table.
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:25:34 GMT -5
*The worm grins, before robbing ser rindwynd of his purse. He then leaves a parchment behind, reading "We remember". Before leaving, the worm looks back, and delivers a clubbing fist to the back of the tree's head. Ser Steffen smiles, and leaves, his handiwork done*
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:33:27 GMT -5
the next mourning Rindwynd rises head sore and a little worse for wear he tries and remembers what happened last night the last thing was the worm smiling at him. Looking at his goblet from last night Rindwynd sees a residue of a powder he tries to leap to his feet and ends up stumbling to then thinking to himself the worm must die he runs out of the inn in to the street he then discovers his belt is lighter then it should be. He never notices the note left be Steffen
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Post by Axell Lannister on Jun 11, 2007 1:39:47 GMT -5
err, this is ooc, do i now get Rindwynd's (remaining) money? I dont mind either way, it can be up to you
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Post by stahadis on Jun 11, 2007 1:44:46 GMT -5
He half staggered and half limped down the street the moaning sun stinging his bloodshot eyes. Out of nowhere his brother bumped into him almost knocking him off his feet as he grabbed the younger man by the arm. “You, what are you doing you fool?” his breath stinking of wine.
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Post by House Lefford on Jun 11, 2007 1:48:05 GMT -5
"the worm must die brother he has drugged me and stolen my money he has insulted our house with this act will you help me find him." said Rindwynd angerly to his brother his eyes alight with rage.
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Post by stahadis on Jun 11, 2007 2:05:12 GMT -5
I dont need this... “and killing him in the streets will help? Father would be vary sore if you came back to highgarden as a head,” he glared at his younger brother and looked quickly over his shoulder then lowered his voice to a whisper; “bring your vengeance to the tourney, it will better suit you there,” he started back to the Marry Maid and found a note; ‘We Remember.’ He took the note and stuffed it under his cloak. Reguardless of who left this, I can think of a certen huntsmen that would love to read it
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