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Post by Tallahar on Jun 1, 2009 21:27:59 GMT -5
"Aye I was talking the only real man here. So which crew member followed you here so you might bugger him in the ass."
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Post by Horas on Jun 1, 2009 21:51:40 GMT -5
Horas looks across the table at Tallahar, then back to Francis. His tone is dry. "If there are gods, Tallahar Tyrell must be their finest jest. How did that man manage to outlive us?"
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Post by The Flint on Jun 1, 2009 21:54:36 GMT -5
"He was never important enough in the grand scheme of things for anyone to expend the effort to kill him," Francis replied.
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Post by Tallahar on Jun 1, 2009 22:33:21 GMT -5
"Or is was just better then you two. I made the same stupid mistakes as both of you but I could also fight allowing me to survive my trial."
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Post by The Flint on Jun 1, 2009 22:36:43 GMT -5
"Do you honestly believe that the Lord of Crows would have given you a trial if you had crossed him?" Francis laughed, "Face it Lord Tyrell, you and your family were irrelevant from the moment Lord Barret's blood hit the cobblestones, and it never regained any value. You weren't playing the game of thrones, you were playing with yourself like a Myrish pirate's pet monkey."
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Post by Tallahar on Jun 1, 2009 23:03:18 GMT -5
"I won't say I played the Game of Thrones but Horas here will agree I did have some impact. Like opening a gate to allow Stormlanders to come in."
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Post by Sam on Jun 2, 2009 1:13:10 GMT -5
"What man boasts of turning his cloak..." Lord Commander Mychel Lannister looked across the table sadly, asking softly.
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Post by Tallahar on Jun 2, 2009 16:41:50 GMT -5
"Turning his cloak? Horas was the traitor you madman."
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Post by Erik on Jun 2, 2009 17:38:20 GMT -5
"Horas was, you were, Reed was, I certainly was. Lannister over there is damn near alone at this table in that regard."
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Post by Flex on Jun 3, 2009 8:15:07 GMT -5
"I haven't betrayed anyone." Darien announces happily, breaking his silence. "Now I sort of wish I had... it sounds like awful fun."
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Post by Tallahar on Jun 3, 2009 21:20:29 GMT -5
Tallahar sits down and leans back, "Oh it is. I was always having more fun when I was betraying someone."
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Post by Sam on Oct 15, 2009 20:04:27 GMT -5
Simon Tarly sits drinking wine at a seperate table where he is talking with Alexander Irwyn, Beric Dayne, and other men who died by being ambushed with many with projectiles.
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Post by Flex on Oct 15, 2009 20:06:13 GMT -5
"Looking back at it we were all pretty stupid." Beric mumbles, still not over what happened.
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Post by Sam on Oct 15, 2009 20:08:02 GMT -5
"Fucking tell me about it," Simon replies dourly. "I went to meet the Master of Whisperers alone in the woods. How I ever convinced myself to do that is a fucking mystery."
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Post by Flex on Oct 15, 2009 20:13:44 GMT -5
"Try wandering off with a guy you know is a spy without taking a guard with you." Beric says with a bitter laugh. "Well, my grandson better not make the same stupid move."
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