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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 19, 2008 14:53:52 GMT -5
The King's Landing home of the Freys, so named for the river responsible for their fortune.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 19, 2008 15:07:00 GMT -5
Owen Corbray arrives alone at the Trident Hall, requesting an audience with the master of the house.
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 19, 2008 15:14:14 GMT -5
He is invited in. The young lord, not even twenty, greets him in the foyer. "Ser Owen! We've not met, but the Corbrays are a hard family to not watch intensely..."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 19, 2008 16:06:34 GMT -5
"Lord Victor", Owen said, with a courteous bow, "An honor." He is dressed in the finest clothes of his station, his badge of rank proudly displayed on a small bronze necklace.
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 19, 2008 16:12:46 GMT -5
"Not such an honor yet, I'm afraid. Perhaps when I sail on Driftmsark will I achieve some valid prestige." He leads them towards the study. For a man with such a seemingly short attention span, he is clearly well-read. "Now... just so I can know to memorize an escape route, are you here as Ser Owen Corbray or as the Commander of the City Watch."
He sits in a chair a bit too small for him. Judging from the aged wood, one would guess it belonged to his grandfaher Walder.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 19, 2008 16:19:07 GMT -5
"If I had been here to arrest you, Lord Victor, I would have arrived flanked by a score of goldcloaks." He looked to his sides. "I see no such men", he smiled. "No I am here as a visitor interested in ingratiating himself with House Frey. We are virtually neighbors...both within the city and in territorial domains, yet we had never met before now. I sought to amend that."
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 19, 2008 16:33:07 GMT -5
"I understand very well. Game of thrones and all that. Tell me, Ser Owen, what is it you desire from me? Is it merely my friendship in the future or do you already have a favor to ask?"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 20, 2008 2:41:00 GMT -5
"We are of similar age", he said, "similar station, and perhaps even similar personality. That remains to be seen. We are also both considerably new to King's Landing. I came here looking for a friend in whom I could trust without involving myself in any number of complex plots which even predate myself." He laughed.
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 20, 2008 3:27:41 GMT -5
"Similar personality?" He leaned forward. "Your reputation as a hedonist precedes you, but I see you're well-spoken, thoughtful, and not above entering Trident Hall alone for a chit chat. Yes, I too think we're very similar... you're not really a petty brawler and I'm not really a grinning fop."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 20, 2008 15:07:23 GMT -5
A new side to Owen opened up then, and he leaned back in his chair and said, "So where do you see yourself a in a few years?"
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 20, 2008 17:16:13 GMT -5
"If Mallister does something very foolish, I suspect I'll rise very far. The devastation of the Riverlands has left many open opportunities for House Frey and I would have to be a Stark to not reach out for them."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Dec 20, 2008 19:02:15 GMT -5
Owen nodded. "That seems the most profitable course. Though I doubt Lord Mallister will be doing anything foolish anytime soon...or if he does Stafford will take over for him. Mallister's son Stafford is one of Rodrick's eight after all."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Feb 7, 2009 15:54:59 GMT -5
Owen waits for Lord Frey to respond.
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Feb 11, 2009 17:41:52 GMT -5
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After the Lannister party and handing Lyreon Barclay over to his executioners, Lord Frey invites Ser Owen Corbray to Trident Hall for a few private words. He leads him into the study, where drinks are poured, pleasantries are attended, and they sit to discuss whatever they're going to discuss.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Feb 11, 2009 20:27:06 GMT -5
Owen reclined in a chair, sipping thoughtfully from his drink. Every now and then he'd glance about the room admiring the furniture. "Quite an impressive home in Trident Hall, Lord Frey", he said as he readjusted his legs and brushed a bit of dust off one of his black boots.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5