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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 17:49:40 GMT -5
Held by the resident Lady Stark and the Lord Lannister. It has grown bigger with the arrival of the Queen's army, and some find satisfaction in the traditional setting.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 17:51:32 GMT -5
Shahrizai and her companion/translator/guard come to observe the court at Winterfell. She was amused to learn earlier that Winterfell, was indeed not built on top of a dragon.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 18:07:44 GMT -5
Lord Tyberion Lannister sat in his golden lion chair next to the throne of the Starks. Seeing the women enter he sent a servant over to with a request to speak. His crutch sits beside his chair, and his pants leg is folded back and pinned at the middle of his thigh.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 18:16:33 GMT -5
Shah and her man approach in a courtly manner and bow deeply. She wondered when they brought his chair up from the south but quickly erased those thoughts to form a greeting. "Lord Lannister it is an honour and a privilege." Say Rekhmire after Shah spoke in Myrish.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 18:19:40 GMT -5
Lannister replied in Myrish, "I know it is. So few from across the Narrow Sea have had that honor." He smiled, and studied her closely, "I would return the bow, but that effort involved would be great, and the form lacking."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 18:25:28 GMT -5
SHe was relieved not to use the translator this once. "I do not mind,, but you surprise me with your knowledge of my language. You continue to impress my lord."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 18:37:15 GMT -5
"I am a surprising man, milady." Tyberion studied her for a moment, "So you ride with the Army. In what function do you serve the Queen."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 18:39:44 GMT -5
She smiled her courtly smile. "I am but a simple trader, giving supplies to the army in it's time of need. And in a pinch my men will fight. Though now that the North is open, my role is significantly diminished. Though I believe White Harbour will be suited to my needs."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 18:41:41 GMT -5
"White Harbor must be rebuilt. It lies ruined with its people just now returning to its crumbled walls." Tyberion replied, "You should come to the West. Simple traders are valued there, and rewarded goldenly."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 18:53:46 GMT -5
"Oh, I am sorry to hear. If I could help in some way with White Harbour, I would try to do my best to honour the lady Stark. When the war is over, perhaps I may, I have not seen Lannisport or the Rock yet. I will be more than a simple trader by war's end as well."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 19:37:43 GMT -5
Tyberion studied her, "More then a trader? What fate awaits you at War's End?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 19:45:49 GMT -5
"Riches I can only hope. And It may not show but my beauty slowly fades." She was proud of her looks and talents but it pained her that she was steadily losing it to time.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 19:53:48 GMT -5
Tyberion touched the gray in his hair, "My ladies always tell me it makes me only more striking and distinguished. Are they just greasing my pole?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 8, 2009 20:10:34 GMT -5
"No, it suits you my lord. Though I've not heard of many men with a taste for grey streaked women. Court is a complicated beast my lord."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 8, 2009 20:18:39 GMT -5
"Thank you." Tyberion smiled, "Court is complicated, but that is what makes it so much fun." He winks.
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