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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 19:32:47 GMT -5
Up the steep rocky trail, that takes approximately an hour to walk from the stockade. There is a large crest, and when you top it you are looking into a bowl shaped valley. There are hot springs, and steaming pools lying all over the top of the valley, and a small stone house.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 19:34:35 GMT -5
A tall and elegant woman is sitting beside the stone house, slowly washing several large sheets in a large wash tub. She is working so hard she does not notice Brynden's presence.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 19:47:32 GMT -5
She looked up and nodded, "I do." Her voice was westerosi, with a hint of travels on her tongue. And her dark hair was tied in a bun behind her head.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:05:09 GMT -5
The woman took the coin, and nodded to Brynden. And then pointed into the sun. "She is there."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:07:04 GMT -5
The woman laughed, "She only rides one. The other two are eating some where."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:09:14 GMT -5
The woman nodded, "That is acceptable."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:15:42 GMT -5
"No, I only serve the Lady." She replied. She glanced up at him as she scrubbed the sheets.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:18:44 GMT -5
"Hers and mine." She replied.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:25:27 GMT -5
"My name is Sami." She said as she scrubbed at the sheet. Standing she walked over to the line and hung the sheet from a line. She walked back and sat down pulling a shirt out of the basket and began to scrub that.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:30:32 GMT -5
"I meet the Lady, when Nehmen had me sent for. I was born in Westeros, but spent most of my life in Braavos. I have served the lady for almost three years now." She replied.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:38:47 GMT -5
"I clean, prepare her food, and mend her clothes. The usual tasks of a servant." Sami cast an odd look at Brynden. "I am not from Lys."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:44:31 GMT -5
Sami returned her focus back to the laundry. "I must have misunderstood. I am sorry."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:48:41 GMT -5
She remained quiet, and focus on her work. The lack of conversation not bothering her at all. It seemed that unless Brynden said something she would remain completely quiet.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 20:56:44 GMT -5
A few hours later, he heard a whooshing sound, and a large black Dragon swooped over the crest of the crater. It landed in the pool. Saella slipped off of the Dragon's back. She began to move toward the Stone house as the Dragon settled itself into the hot spring water.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2008 21:15:58 GMT -5
Saella walked closer, pulling of leather gloves from her hand. Looking up she saw Brynden walking closer. Her red hair hung tight around her head, she had a graceful, purposeful stride. Every line of her screamed elegant, but there was a hardness inside of her that was evident. She watched Brynded with dispassion as she got closer.
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Hope you all are well and happy.