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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 10:15:09 GMT -5
"That is true for almost all. Though I did not want to disturb things before a large mission that many are concerned about. What is your part, do you travel with Selwyn or with her majesty?"
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 11, 2009 10:16:21 GMT -5
Oswell nodded to Dyther, "I do not believe we have met, it is a pleasure. I have little chance to meet one from Braavos, how is Winterfell treating you ser?"
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 10:16:31 GMT -5
"Her Majesty. An old friend apparently wishes my presence at Harrenhal." Dyther wasn't looking forward to that. He'd wanted to meet Steve in a place less well suited for his sneaky shit.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 10:19:29 GMT -5
"This Lord Oswell Tully, Dyther. He not from Braavos but from Nest of Crow?"
"Good luck to you then, it seems like a very dangerous journey."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 10:21:29 GMT -5
Dyther gives a perfunctory nod to Lord Tully. "I've got nothing to lose. Staying in Winterfell, Lady Shah?"
"No ser, my lord. And I'd best not get too used to Winterfell, won't be staying long."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 10:26:19 GMT -5
"I don't know, I like it here, but I have spent so much time with the army that I'll miss it somehow. I may be looked at better seeing things through to completion than staying here at court." She sighs, if only things were simple, and if only I could really be a God no? You have your revenge to lose."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 10:30:39 GMT -5
Dyther shrugs. "I won't let myself die til I've fulfilled my goals. No one said becoming divine would be easy, and if I must tread ineffable, then so be it." It felt good speaking Braavosi, oddly.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Jun 11, 2009 10:36:59 GMT -5
Oswell smiled, "I shall leave to two of you to talk." He turned to Shahrizai before leaving, "Perhaps I will have a chance to speak with you more before I leave." He bowed to both and walked off.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 10:46:25 GMT -5
"I sing for your soldiers before you go," she said as he bowed and left.
"Hopefully you will not. I would not stand to lose a..friend." She raised an eyebrow, "Aquaintance? Our conversations do me well. Another reason I mayaphs should travel with the army, friendship that I will miss out on."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 10:50:17 GMT -5
"Acquaintance is fine. We know little enough of each other. Comrade, perhaps. I won't lie, Lady Shah, I do not trust the Lion Lord, his kind has always been...ambitious."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 10:55:55 GMT -5
"He seems like a good man to me, mostly. He's taken me in warmly and offered me a place at court. I don't know much of his kind but if I have learned something it is that all of your lords are ambitious." Shah sipped daintily at her cup of wine.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 11:10:39 GMT -5
"Lannisters are to Westerosi lords what real lions are to sheep. Their pride is considerable, their arrogance often moreso."
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