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Post by radrius on Sept 13, 2007 18:25:54 GMT -5
Young Steffon Baratheon felt out of place here at King's landing, not having set foot in the place in some years. With a yawn and that ever present doleful expression upon his tanned face, his silver eyes take in the surroundings whilst upon his left hip a hand rests, reassuring himself that his sword is still there, being the ever pessimist, expecting trouble at the drop of a hat.
For now, the friendless, yet not lonely Prince would be content to survey, for calling him lonely would be a mistake, as solitude is what he preferred, though a little talking with another man, or woman would not be taken for granted.
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Post by Horas on Sept 13, 2007 18:28:32 GMT -5
OOC: Is he in the keep or around the streets of King's Landing?
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Post by radrius on Sept 13, 2007 18:30:49 GMT -5
ooc: Around the streets.
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Post by melon on Sept 13, 2007 22:01:18 GMT -5
Ser Erik Tyrell the White Rose of King Callen Kingsguard, he walks over to the prince, "Excuse me Prince Steffon I do not mean to offend but you shouldn't walks around by yourself do you wish me to accompany you."
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Post by radrius on Sept 13, 2007 22:57:03 GMT -5
Steffon's bright eyes traveled from the buildings flanking him and the newcomer, those eyes narrowing just a fraction to show his displeasure. "One would be a king of fools to strike at me, lest they relish the thought of bearing my brother's wrath, surely." Yards are taken in step, Steffon's hand still securely upon the pommel of his weapon. "Accompany me if it shall set your mind at ease, and my brother's. Is Callen here within King's Landing? I wish to inform him I've arrived." Each word spoken by the young Prince is flat and callous, the Kingsguard watched from the corner of his eyes.
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Post by melon on Sept 13, 2007 23:44:15 GMT -5
"His Grace is riding North as we speak to the Twins to lead the attack on the rebel's in the North, but I volunteered to stay behind and look after the Queen but as you have arrived now it would be as well." A smile spreads across Eriks face, "I first came to this city eight years ago with my cousin Tallahar we were nothing then and now I'm a Kingsguard if you wish to some smiths I could show you a great smith to make you armor or a sword."
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Post by radrius on Sept 13, 2007 23:53:27 GMT -5
Steffon walks still slightly on edge beside Erik, "I wish to join my brother in the North and further show what us Baratheon's can do. I am sure such is no problem, unless the Queen wishes me here. Once you show me the smith will let the Queen know then I am here, or send another?"
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Post by melon on Sept 14, 2007 1:47:00 GMT -5
"Of course My prince." The two walking through Kingslanding, "MMM My Prince it would seem as my brother Ronald is also here it would be ok for me to escort you North if we ride just us two we could easily be at the Twins before they leave to take Moat Cailen, does that sound good My Prince."
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Post by radrius on Sept 14, 2007 5:35:23 GMT -5
Steffon nods, "Very well." Without expressing it physically, a joyous feeling overtook him. Perhaps he would be able to enact his plan sooner than thought. "This smith makes fine swords?"
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Post by melon on Sept 14, 2007 16:53:58 GMT -5
"It please me to see one of the Blood of the royal family pleased, Yes and I think the king would not mind if you got a sword." Picking up a very fine looking sword, Erik passes it to him,"There it is perfect for you."
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Post by radrius on Sept 14, 2007 18:47:04 GMT -5
Steffon eyes the sword, well pleased. "An excellent weapon, Ser Erik. Shall we be ready to set off upon my brother's fiery trail within a few days?"
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Post by melon on Sept 14, 2007 18:50:26 GMT -5
"Of course My Prince and if you ever need help with such a blade do not mind asking myself i would be happy to teach one of the Baratheon blood how to use a sword."
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Post by radrius on Sept 14, 2007 18:53:57 GMT -5
Steffons refrains from a scathing remark, "Indeed. I may not be as adept as some with the blade, I do however know the correct forms, Erik."
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Post by melon on Sept 14, 2007 19:03:36 GMT -5
Bowing Erik has a pained look on his voice, "I am sorry My Prince if I have offended I only offered for it would be a great honor for myself to help you."
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Post by radrius on Sept 14, 2007 19:08:29 GMT -5
Steffon pats Erik upon the shoulder, "Such an offer will not be ignored. Once we join with my brother I expect you to dedicate three hours nightly to training me. Or more if you wish it so."
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Hope you all are well and happy.