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Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 22, 2009 23:38:03 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 22, 2009 23:38:03 GMT -5 "Perhaps a Western girl, but who knows? I'm young still, can afford to wait a few years for an appropriate bride to come of age."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 22, 2009 23:49:38 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 22, 2009 23:49:38 GMT -5 "Indeed. Why pick one girl now, when I can sample a variety, and make a wiser choice later?"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 23, 2009 0:13:47 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2009 0:13:47 GMT -5 Tyberion mocks being taken aback, replying, "And why not? Western girls can enjoy themselves as well as any other!"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 23, 2009 0:24:32 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2009 0:24:32 GMT -5 Tyberion turns to Allyria, mooning over Howland. "Ah, she doesn't hear a word. But with luck, I'll have her married off soon, here, and it won't be my business how much fun she has."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 23, 2009 0:49:43 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2009 0:49:43 GMT -5 "I can hope so. One that only strengthens the ties between our houses." Tyberion responds. Allyria rolls her eyes, turning back to the others. "Really, we can hear everything you're saying!"
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 23, 2009 1:00:54 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 23, 2009 1:00:54 GMT -5 "Well, Howland's more than welcome to take me up to see that wonderful Myrish contraption anytime."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Lord Howland Royce Most Devout Posts: 2,622	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 9:22:13 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jan 24, 2009 9:22:13 GMT -5 "Shall we go then?" Howland said to Allyria holding out his hand.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 15:40:29 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 24, 2009 15:40:29 GMT -5 "Of course, Howland," Allyria replies, slipping her hand into his and rising from her seat.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 16:35:25 GMT -5

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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jan 24, 2009 16:35:25 GMT -5

Together they walked upstairs till they reached the Myrish lense and the nightsky. Howland looked at the stars and sighed.

Brandon who had remained mostly silent during the meal, "The things I would do to be young again".

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Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 17:06:49 GMT -5

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Brandon looked depressed for a mere moment as he looked upon his hands, still carrying some burn marks from his time in Dorne. "Crazy it was," he sais dejectedly. "Better that he is shy with women, than galivanting from one to another," Brandon mused. "I think I remember giving Brynden some advices, certainly seems he put them too use".

Lord Howland Royce Most Devout Posts: 2,622	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 17:26:39 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jan 24, 2009 17:26:39 GMT -5 "Not as much as a tomboy as your mother though," Brandon said with a fond smile.

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 17:29:46 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 24, 2009 17:29:46 GMT -5 "Oh, it's lovely up here!" Allyria says quietly when they reach the balcony. "A bit cold, though." She moves closer to Howland, putting her arm around his.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 17:36:21 GMT -5

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Jan 24, 2009 17:28:43 GMT -5 @elane said:

"No, indeed," she laughed. "It seems Allyria might have inherited that tomboy nature, though. Hopefully Howland will like it."

"I have no idea what Howland likes or not, he hasn't really talked about his earlier experiences with girls. It must have been something embarassing I bet," Brandon chuckled.

Jan 24, 2009 17:29:46 GMT -5 Erik said:

"Oh, it's lovely up here!" Allyria says quietly when they reach the balcony. "A bit cold, though." She moves closer to Howland, putting her arm around his.

Howland looked at her a small smile on his lips, "It is, is it not... cold that is. A shame, I had hoped it was an excuse for you to hold me closer". His arms was now resting on the small of her back.

Lord Howland Royce Most Devout Posts: 2,622	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 17:48:30 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Howland Royce on Jan 24, 2009 17:48:30 GMT -5 Brandon shrugged, "They are around, one just have to look a bit harder that's all".

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	Royce Reunion Dinner Jan 24, 2009 18:55:12 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Jan 24, 2009 18:55:12 GMT -5 "Really, Howland, I wouldn't want to be too forward. You would think so much less of me."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.