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Post by The Smith on Oct 23, 2009 20:16:04 GMT -5
"I got word back about the Capital. There is nothing left but ruins according to my sources." Isabella replied.
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Post by Flex on Oct 23, 2009 20:20:54 GMT -5
Euric nods with a frown. "As I thought. What about Blackwood or Mallister?"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 23, 2009 20:24:38 GMT -5
"Blackwoods is who he seems. A bellyaching, whiny, fussy lord." Isabella smiled as she said that, "And Mallister went to help Lord Royce. He was just late."
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Post by Flex on Oct 23, 2009 20:28:55 GMT -5
"No bad surprises then." Euric said with a relieved smile. "Reports have reached us that the Ironborn have most likely taken port at White Harbour. Can you confirm this?"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 23, 2009 20:40:38 GMT -5
"I have heard the same from too many sources for it not to be true." She answered.
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Post by Flex on Oct 23, 2009 20:45:01 GMT -5
Euric nodded. "Then we shall need a fleet." He said, more to himself. "If I think of anything else I will send for you. Thank you Isabella."
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Post by Flex on Nov 7, 2009 16:51:54 GMT -5
////
Back at Riverrun, Euric asks to see Isabella.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 7, 2009 16:53:57 GMT -5
Isabella comes to him, with a frown on her face. She curtsies deeply to Euric. "I have news my Lord. Lord Bolton will march south soon."
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Post by Flex on Nov 7, 2009 16:56:04 GMT -5
Euric, already looking tired enough, frowns. "Gods... of course he does. Bastard." He sighs heavily and leans back. It is evident he has been drinking quite a bit, bottles scattered across the room. "Isabella, please sit."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 7, 2009 17:12:04 GMT -5
Isabella frowned, as she sat down. "It seems a good thing, Lord Dayne. Only a fool would march from Moat Cailin to attack his enemies."
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Post by Flex on Nov 7, 2009 17:14:25 GMT -5
Euric looked at her for a long moment, then shifted in his seat and kept in a belch. "He will march for Harrenhal? That is madness."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 7, 2009 17:20:17 GMT -5
"That is the command of Lady Stark. An agent of mine found a letter from her to Lord Lannsiter, stating that she is growing more and more uncomfortable with his long silence, and thinks he will be forced to aid her if she moves to attack Harrenhal." Isabella replied.
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Post by Flex on Nov 7, 2009 17:22:54 GMT -5
Euric looked to the floor before taking a bottle and drinking from it. "Long silence, hm..... it certainly sounds as if Tyberion is unsure about supporting Stark." He drank from his bottle and sighed again. "But what if he does move? I simply have no idea what to do anymore."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 7, 2009 17:26:57 GMT -5
Isabella frowned, "My Lord would probably have an easier time if he was not so drunk he could not stand." She looked away, toward the door she had entered.
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Post by Flex on Nov 7, 2009 17:40:32 GMT -5
"I am not too bad..." He mumbled. "No... there are enough men at Harrenhal. I will remain here and do nothing..."
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