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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 24, 2009 15:26:23 GMT -5
"Oh my Father fought with Lord Florent on that day he told me stories about the Dragon, he said the whole sea turned to steam, your not still in the business of running around with armies are you? I figure my company will need a blacksmith of some skill," Ser Kenneth said hopefully.
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 24, 2009 15:28:27 GMT -5
"Depends... what's the name of this here Sellsword Company you've got Ser Cock-head?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 24, 2009 15:47:03 GMT -5
"I was going to name it the Bloody Chickens, is for men more interested in earning coin then what their organization is named."
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 24, 2009 15:54:03 GMT -5
"That... is a terrible name Cock-head," the blacksmith said, "But alright. I'm interested. My name is Codswallow."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 24, 2009 16:08:34 GMT -5
"My name is Ser Kenneth Coyn and the dwarf's name is Jonathon."
"Why do you always have to introduce me as the dwarf. . . Jonathon, the man's not blind he can see I am a dwarf,"
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 24, 2009 16:12:16 GMT -5
"That's true, the fact had not escaped me," Codswallow said.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 24, 2009 16:24:43 GMT -5
"Yes well, we are a pretty light company, so we will need to hit the taverns and see if we can convince anyone else to join. Jonathon do you think you could handle that?"
"Sure boss, no problem" Jonathon placed his palms up. "Need a little coin though boss to get them in the mood, so they know were serious."
Kenneth looked uneasily but then handed the Dwarf a decent amount of the Dragons. "You'll be coming back right?" Kenneth asked
"Oh yeah of course boss, I owe you my life, I'll be back with a bunch of men in a jiff."
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 24, 2009 16:25:56 GMT -5
"Well, I'll get back to work on this plate Captain. I've already god some ideas to make you look like less of a fool with a chicken on your head," Codswallow said.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 24, 2009 16:30:46 GMT -5
Kenneth grunted, why did his house sigil have to be a damn cock, "all right sounds good Codswallow," the Knight turned and went to look for accommodations for the evening.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 1, 2009 10:52:21 GMT -5
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After hiring a compliment of soldiers and completing the armor, Ser Kenneth, Jonathon and Codswallow set sail with 100 men towards the free city of Tyrosh.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 23, 2009 15:30:35 GMT -5
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When Arya stepped off the boat her legs felt wobbly and she had to hold on to Ser Maryn who looked quite tanned from the travelling. "We'll find ourselves some lodging, settle in and then start looking around." Arya said to Maryn, who nodded in agreement. He shielded his eyes with a hand, "No point in waiting around. I'm eager to see what we find."
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Hope you all are well and happy.