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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 8, 2009 20:09:23 GMT -5
"She did, and made it to the vanguard or here. Not that she could have gone anywhere else." Dyther sounds more like he's talking to himself. So, the Traitor's Son was a traitor. Or perhaps merely incompetent. He leaned towards traitor. Incompetents didn't live through the Long Night.
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Post by The Flint on Jun 8, 2009 20:13:19 GMT -5
The man shrugged, "I suppose that must be how it happened, you seem pretty sharp. No wonder the Queen has asked for your aid."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 8, 2009 20:14:55 GMT -5
"Perhaps it's how it happened. I guess we'll never know. She definitely left the army on her own, though." The Queen asked for me because Steve asked for me, I thought. "Can't honestly say I've ever met her. It will be....an honor."
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Post by The Flint on Jun 8, 2009 20:17:22 GMT -5
"I've been told no one's first meeting with royalty ever goes the way they'd expect it to," the man replied as he tossed the blood soaked rag to the ground, and removed another from his pocket, and pressed it to his face.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 8, 2009 20:19:59 GMT -5
"Talking must hurt, ser. Wound'll never seal if you keep talking. Apologies for prompting you to speak." They approach the queen's quarters.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 9, 2009 16:59:58 GMT -5
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Oswell sees the beautiful lady from across the sea he had heard so much about and decides to introduce himself. He walks over to her and bows, "My Lady, I am Lord Oswell Tully and it is a pleasure to meet you."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 9, 2009 17:02:23 GMT -5
"Hello." She says warmly, the short greeting coated in Myrish accent. "Nice meet you too. I Shahrizai, from Myr." She looked at Rekhmire for assurance, and he nodded encouragement. "How you today?" She ventured again i nWesterosi.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 9, 2009 17:10:34 GMT -5
Oswell smiles at her accent and knowledge of the Westerosi language. "As well as can be in this miserable cold. I much prefer the warmth and flowing waters of the Riverlands to this frozen land. You must think our land a hell from what you have had the misfortune to have seen."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 9, 2009 17:14:00 GMT -5
She turned his words over in her head for a moment. "Hell yes. Very cold, I don't like. Don't want to see snow ever again. I like warm water too, being on ship yes? It small home for me." The words tumbled from her mouth unsurely and she looked at him extpectantly for approval that he understood.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 9, 2009 17:39:17 GMT -5
Oswell nodded his understanding. "Yes, the deck of a ship is a welcome feeling. I am most at home sailing the wide rivers of the South in the height of Summer. I will show it to you when this business of war is over. Would that please you my lady?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 9, 2009 17:45:18 GMT -5
"Mmm?" She looked at Rekhmire who translated into Myrish. "That is okay. I would like see south when not all snow and dark. I must see all Westeros in summer to be fair of judge."
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 9, 2009 17:49:19 GMT -5
Oswell let out a laugh. "You are right, it would not be fair to not see all of Westeros in the summer. I do hope you love it as much as I, it may be war-torn and in shambles right now but we will see to that in due time. I am curious though, what has brought you to Westeros in the first place? I would have thought one as beautiful as you would rather stay out of the troubles of a foreign land. Is Myr not more pleasant than the cold and misery of all this," Oswell asks as he gestures around and the snow and wind.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 9, 2009 17:55:16 GMT -5
Rekhmire translated some parts of it for her. "Mm, father is strong man, mm, blood of journey and warrior. Merchant and trader, mother give me talent of song and beauty, people say intell-intelligence too." She breathed in before continuing. "Parents give food and thing to Queen for journey, for mm, biziness yes? Good trade and I am image of faith as you say."
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 9, 2009 18:06:06 GMT -5
Oswell thought he understod what she meant. "So you are here as a measure of good faith, but not of your on volition? Well I am glad you are here to brighten our surroundings."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 9, 2009 18:10:34 GMT -5
"I come for adventure too. But not so anymore. Lots of death and I was.." She looked for the right word with Rekhmire and he said it for her. "Naive." "Niave", Shah echoed. "Yes many men happy to see my face and call out they thoughts."
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Hope you all are well and happy.