Ser Owen's Tent

Ser Beric Dayne Begging Brother The Sword of the Morning Posts: 212	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 14:54:03 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 14:54:03 GMT -5 The spacious tent of Ser Owen Lannister, in Harrenhall's Flowstone Yard. Though a tent, it's nearly the equivalent of a small house, containing all the little luxuries of home.

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:20:53 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on Oct 20, 2009 15:20:53 GMT -5 A large, heavy-set knight, wearing the Thatcher coat of arms and a bushy mustache approaches the tent. "Ehhh.... Is this mayhaps the residence of eeh....... Ser Owen Lannister?" He asks.
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Ser Beric Dayne Begging Brother The Sword of the Morning Posts: 212	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:32:15 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 15:32:15 GMT -5 "That it is, Ser," Owen said, looking up. He looked a bit haggard. "What can I do for you this evening?" he asked, forcing a smile though is mind was elsewhere.

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Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:34:02 GMT -5

Post by The Flint on Oct 20, 2009 15:34:02 GMT -5

"Ehhh.... for me? Nothing in particulars... but I was ehh... tasked with doing something to you... errrgh for you. I've a letter for you. Bears your father's seal... Lord Talyn said it was okay to give to you. We ain't even read it, although you know, it was as tempting as a crofter's daughter, I gotta say."

he extended his hand, and offered the letter, seal unbroken.

Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by.

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Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:34:27 GMT -5

Post by The Flint on Oct 20, 2009 15:34:27 GMT -5

"Ehhh.... for me? Nothing in particulars... but I was ehh... tasked with doing something to you... errrgh for you. I've a letter for you. Bears your father's seal... Lord Talyn said it was okay to give to you. We ain't even read it, although you know, it was as tempting as a crofter's daughter, I gotta say."

he extended his hand, and offered the letter, seal unbroken.

Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by.

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Ser Beric Dayne Begging Brother The Sword of the Morning Posts: 212	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:46:44 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 15:46:44 GMT -5 Owen took the letter and looked it over. The seal was indeed unbroken and unmistakably Lord Tyberion's. "Thank you, good Ser," Owen said, putting the letter aside. "If there is nothing more, go with the graces of the Gods."

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:47:26 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on Oct 20, 2009 15:47:26 GMT -5 "Uh.. if you'd like to send a reply, I'm supposed to wait, and bring that to the maester," Clifton said.
	Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by. Flint Family Tree- www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=o9tdiibi9d&f=412520597357574420

Ser Beric Dayne Begging Brother The Sword of the Morning Posts: 212	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:48:59 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 15:48:59 GMT -5 "I'll bring it to your Lord myself," Owen said curtly. "You are dismissed, Ser."

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:49:59 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on Oct 20, 2009 15:49:59 GMT -5 The man grunted, "As it please you," and than he turned on his heel and left.
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Ser Beric Dayne Begging Brother The Sword of the Morning Posts: 212	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 15:55:32 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 15:55:32 GMT -5 Once he is gone, Owen opens and reads the letter.

Flex Most Devout This RPer is Beric. Posts: 9,252	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 17:36:42 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Flex on Oct 20, 2009 17:36:42 GMT -5 ///////// Before leaving Euric comes to see Owen.

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Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 17:40:23 GMT -5

Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 17:40:23 GMT -5

He finds Owen sitting just inside the flap of his tent looking like he hadn't slept for the better part of the week. Dark circles right his eyes, his hair is a mess, and his face is stubbled. "Lord Euric," he says when he sees him, "how does the day find you?"

Flex Most Devout This RPer is Beric. Posts: 9,252	Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 17:41:39 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Flex on Oct 20, 2009 17:41:39 GMT -5 "Busy." Euric says with a curious look. "The men are readying to march. I am going to Riverrun and I came to ask if you will accompany me with your men or remain here."

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Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 17:45:21 GMT -5

Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Oct 20, 2009 17:45:21 GMT -5

Owen licked his lips and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know, Euric," he said shaking his head. "My Lord father has so genteelly requested that I return to Casterly Rock," he said with a motion to the letter that still sat on the small table beside his seat. "I can't say I know what course to take, and I have my doubts as to my father's purpose in calling me home."

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Ser Owen's Tent Oct 20, 2009 17:48:02 GMT -5

Post by Flex on Oct 20, 2009 17:48:02 GMT -5

Seven, first Connwell now Owen. "Well..." Euric said, looking unsure. "It is clear your father does not wish you in our presence. I think that says a lot about his position in this... war." He sighed. "I cannot fault you however if you wish to go home. I just hope we shall not meet on opposite ends of a field one day."