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Post by Flex on Jul 27, 2009 10:49:27 GMT -5
The City of Lannisport.
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Post by Flex on Jul 27, 2009 10:49:54 GMT -5
Having finally arrived, Walther and company remain in the harbour district, asking around if anyone is shipping over to Pyke.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 27, 2009 17:53:03 GMT -5
They find a vessel planning on making that run soon.
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Post by Flex on Jul 27, 2009 17:55:28 GMT -5
With relief Walther pays for the fair and waits for the ship to leave.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 18:21:12 GMT -5
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Talyn Thatcher, and forty of the Sons arrive in Lannisport. Talyn takes up residence at a nearby Inn, and sends a letter to the Lady Bettley announcing his presence.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2009 18:36:27 GMT -5
Lady Bettley sends word to Thatcher that he may come visit.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 18:39:22 GMT -5
Talyn, along with Jax and Alister, headed to the Bettley manor to meet with Lady Petra.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2009 19:01:13 GMT -5
Lady Petra met with them over a small simple dinner. "Lord Thatcher, it has been a long time. You like good enough to eat." She offered him her hand.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 19:04:33 GMT -5
Talyn smiled, and took her hand politely as they walked to the table, "Lady Petra you are a charming and unparalleled flatterer as usual."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2009 19:08:51 GMT -5
"Indeed I am, and it would be wise to remember." Petra asked, "What has my grandson done now?"
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 19:12:29 GMT -5
"The last I heard he had misplaced his wife, and was going to go look for her," Talyn said smiling except for his eyes, "I offered my assistance but," he waved his hands as if to indicate it was dismissed as expected. "I told him I was interested in starting a wine cellar, and he suggested I might find a man in Lannisport who makes barrels."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2009 19:15:57 GMT -5
Petra smiled, "I enjoy wine. Almost obsessively I would say. But we all have those little things that make our hearts beat faster." She winked at him.
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 19:19:29 GMT -5
Talyn nodded, "I just wanted to make sure that you would not object if I went looking for such a man in your city. I try, when possible, to be a polite house guest."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 19, 2009 19:20:52 GMT -5
"I believe it of course. You will not find the man I think. He is cautious, and as patient as a rock." Petra frowned, "I would be displeased if you succeeded where I had failed. Positively green with envy."
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Post by The Flint on Sept 19, 2009 19:34:33 GMT -5
Talyn raised an eyebrow, "I was led to believe that you could have caught the man whenever the whim took you, according to your grandson, but that the consequences of success were greater than that of failure."
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