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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:18:34 GMT -5
Talyn nodded. "Very well than."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 9, 2009 20:19:46 GMT -5
Frey lead him across to the other gate in silence and waved, it was cracked wide enough for Thacher to continue. "There... ride to Harrenhal."
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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:22:21 GMT -5
"I have men in the woods, they will need to be allowed through as well," Talyn says firmly.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 9, 2009 20:23:25 GMT -5
Frey leaned back, "We were not told about you bringing men." He thought a moment, "Are they Queens men or yours?"
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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:24:42 GMT -5
"They are Traitors' Sons, same as me." Talyn replied. "Where I go, they go too."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 9, 2009 20:27:36 GMT -5
Frey frowned, "We can let them pass in groups of ten. Is that acceptable?" He added, "You must stay on the road and avoid the Twins."
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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:28:51 GMT -5
Talyn nodded, "That is acceptable. But your father does not hold the Crossing? How did this come about?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 9, 2009 20:30:33 GMT -5
"Oh we do. We control half the Riverlands, and Mallister controls the other half. We want the Queen to grant us complete control." Frey replied.
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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:33:10 GMT -5
Talyn smiled ruefully, "I'm glad that's not my problem. Good luck Frey. I shall await my men here, if that is acceptable."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 9, 2009 20:35:36 GMT -5
Frey nodded and road off. Slowly the Traitor's Sons are allowed to cross through Moat Cailin.
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Post by The Flint on Jun 9, 2009 20:39:08 GMT -5
Talyn nodded. When the company was formed up, it continued to follow the King's road with due precautions.
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Post by Horas on Jun 11, 2009 13:06:11 GMT -5
With his band having arrived at Moat Cailin, Rask of the Free Folk approaches the walls, alone. He stands just out of arrow range and waits for a response.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 11, 2009 13:08:09 GMT -5
They fire arrows into the air letting them fall to the ground well away from the wildlings.
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Post by Horas on Jun 11, 2009 13:12:11 GMT -5
Rask cups his hands and shouts out to the walls, "I am Rask of the Free Folk! I bring news to House Reed, on the fate of their kinsman, Olivan!"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 11, 2009 13:26:12 GMT -5
More arrows landed in front of him. Then they stopped and the gate opened and a small boy is sent running out to met the wildling. The dirty peasant boy runs up and holds out a single finger at Rask, and then points to the gate.
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