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Post by The Smith on Dec 13, 2008 23:31:21 GMT -5
Two bravo's wearing Ullhor colors walk carrying a very dirty, calm-faced lad between them. He is covered from head to toe in soot. The boy whistles as he is carried through the halls. When he sees Elinor he stops, and cries out, "Oy... you Elinor Baratheon?"
The Bravo's see her at that moment, and turn and begin to walk away from the princess. Quickly.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 13, 2008 23:38:43 GMT -5
The boy chuckles, "Lads your better off stopping, she is not suddenly going to forget this." The two arms-men glance at each other paling. The young man continues, "If you put me down, I will cover for you two. I will say I was screaming and fussing and you had no a choice. You see?"
The bravo's glanced at one another then sighed. Putting him down easily. The boy turned, and bowed deeply to Elinor; raising one sooty knuckle to his forehead. "It is an honor milady. I am your betrothed, Lisander Ullhor."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 13, 2008 23:44:27 GMT -5
Lisander grimaced, "I hate that name. It is a foul name. It tangles the tongue with bumbling." He shook his head and added, "So now... I am Lisander, every one but my Father has accepted that."
The guards nod to her in acknowledgment.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 13, 2008 23:51:19 GMT -5
The long body of Lisander moved up, "My Father does not want you to know of my alias, or of my "disgraceful" habits. He keeps you isolated hoping that he can tame me before our first meeting." He shrugged, "That Lion has broke its cage, and is now ravaging the menagerie." He winked.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 13, 2008 23:56:03 GMT -5
"I hang about with some boys who are a tidge below my class." Lisander smiled, "And whenever I have a free moment, I run for the hills. I have escaped this manor more times then a Hummingbird hums."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:01:40 GMT -5
"Braavos is a beautiful deadly city that you absolutely must see." Lisander replied, "I will have to arrange a little visit for you. Would you like to come?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:09:20 GMT -5
"I may, but they will not truly punish you." Lisander replied, "They will not want to anger your parents. Unfortunately, my father is a large fan of corporal punishment. I am sure to be beat like a rug for my latest escapade."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:17:26 GMT -5
"Accept my kind invitation into the city. I would like to get to know the woman I am to marry." He glanced at her, "Are you a woman yet? Or still just a girl." He paused and added quickly, "I do not mean to be rude, but I do not know who you measure it in Westeros."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:26:46 GMT -5
"Don't be ashamed, I am not a man yet." He rolled his eyes, "My Father must declare me a man, and he hesitates because of our disputes."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:36:51 GMT -5
"That is the crux of it. There is no quantitative measure of that. So in Braavos when your father declares you a man, you are a man. Each family has its own traditions, my Father has decided to delay my transformation." He shrugged, "But he will have to soon. Before the wedding, surely."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:48:07 GMT -5
"I have a barge, but I also have two smaller craft." He replied, "And these men are not going to let me go anywhere with out first seeing my father. If you would like to accompany me out later I just need to know two things. One your dress size, and two which rooms are yours? I know we gave your entourage the Blue Water Lillies chambers, but I am not sure which room in particular you are living in."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 0:57:07 GMT -5
"Please do not. I will met you later." Lisander rubbed at his dirty face, "He will beat me either way, I prefer if you were not there to witness it."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 1:08:03 GMT -5
"All are free in Westeros, but if your Father found you playing with a whore's son, how would he react?" Lisander asked simply.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 1:24:01 GMT -5
Lisander shrugged again, "My Father has had poor, dirty children whipped because they marred his view from the windows of his palanquin. Two very different men, I think."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 1:32:10 GMT -5
Lisander smiled with surprise, "That is most kind of you... is alright if I call you Elinor? It would be tad scandalous here, but I think not in Westeros."
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Hope you all are well and happy.