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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 13:34:17 GMT -5
The bulk of the army has camped outside Moat Cailin.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:14:20 GMT -5
After playing errand boy, Dyther searches over the army's camp and finds some nice high ground, with a view overlooking parts of could soon be a battlefield.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 21:19:43 GMT -5
Shah was out looking bored and out of place in the army again. Her maid was nearby beating out some pillows and Rekhmire was practicing his forms with his daggers.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:23:55 GMT -5
She spies Morrigen sitting on a rock overlooking the fortress, eating an apple. His eyes, however, are looking to the west, into the marshes of the Neck.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 21:25:44 GMT -5
"It looked better mostly frozen, it smells terrible and is depressing." Shah said from behind him.
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:27:55 GMT -5
"Wait until you see King's Landing. It doesn't matter what the hell season it is there." For the first time, she sees a longbow lying next to him. "I see you decided to come south."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 21:32:46 GMT -5
"Yes, well Lord Tyberion came too, and it's not the same without as many knights and lords at court. I might as well follow them." She sighed, "are there any places that do look well, the Lord Tully seems to hold his lands in high regard."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:35:27 GMT -5
"Years of Others and wights have depopulated our lands. I imagine the Riverlands are in poor condition; ruined castles, empty villages. The Stormlands is relatively untouched, parts of the Reach perhaps. I'd try the Arbor or the Rainwood." He crunches the apple. "Lords always claim their lands are the greenest and fairest in the land, helps their pride. Who wants to rule...this?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 21:42:40 GMT -5
"I wouldn't want to, I feel pity on whoever does." She forcefully squashed a bug underneath her boot in an unladylike manner and wiped it clean on the soggy grass. "Well it will be time to rebuild the kingdom then and on to the next squabble. What are you doing up here?"
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:43:58 GMT -5
"Having an internal struggle, and watching for the little roaches who inhabit those swamps to try ambushing us at night. Yourself?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 21:51:00 GMT -5
"Worrying mostly, and trying to keep moving around. Some of my lads are looking for adventure but I don't want them fighting. When will we be moving again do you think?"
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 21:53:18 GMT -5
Dyther faces her and arches an eyebrow. "Well, Lady Shahrizai," he waves at the circled stones. "That fortress is twenty towers of invulnerability, manned by gods know how many thousands of troops. If they decide not to negotiate, to be honest...I don't think we can break their defense. So, get used to those lovely walls. What are you worried about?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 22:02:05 GMT -5
"You don't need to concern yourself with my worries, and I doubt you'd care. But if our negotiator is Lord Lannister then he can use his sway to get us through no problem."
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Post by Dyther Morrigen on Jun 11, 2009 22:05:52 GMT -5
Dyther has the grace to not feign truly caring. "I suppose I don't care, unless of course m'lady is in imminent danger, in which case, well, my services are cheap for friends. As to Lannister...well, he'll have to be dealt with soon enough, I think."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jun 11, 2009 22:09:59 GMT -5
"No not imminent danger, have you loved Dyther?" She looked at him seriously.
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