The Gilded Meadows

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 20:06:20 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Dec 4, 2009 20:06:20 GMT -5 "Only if you are joining me, milord." Mors replies with a smile.
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

House Dustin Most Devout "Honor most grave" Posts: 2,532	The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 20:13:53 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by House Dustin on Dec 4, 2009 20:13:53 GMT -5 Conwell smiled. "I am not likely to stop drinking anytime soon." He gestured to the scantily clad wench, "Wine, milady."

Erik
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The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 20:46:25 GMT -5

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Post by Erik on Dec 4, 2009 20:46:25 GMT -5

"Good to hear. I never could trust a man who didn't like his drink." Mors replies, as he pulls a letter from his cloak. "A message from Lady Thatcher. She also says something about you being a scoundrel, and not being your plaything."

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

House Dustin Most Devout "Honor most grave" Posts: 2,532	The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 20:50:18 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by House Dustin on Dec 4, 2009 20:50:18 GMT -5 Conwell chuckled. "Did she, indeed." He took the letter, smile fading slightly as he did so. "Tell me, though, ser, how was her condition?"

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 21:03:07 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Dec 4, 2009 21:03:07 GMT -5 "She seemed well enough. Reading, when I enetered her chambers, and in good humor until she read the letter."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

House Dustin Most Devout "Honor most grave" Posts: 2,532	The Gilded Meadows Dec 4, 2009 21:08:34 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by House Dustin on Dec 4, 2009 21:08:34 GMT -5 Conwell nodded. "And the King?"

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Gilded Meadows Dec 5, 2009 21:17:22 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Dec 5, 2009 21:17:22 GMT -5 "He called me in, took the letter, and dismissed me. Couldn't judge him very well by that."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

House Dustin Most Devout "Honor most grave" Posts: 2,532	The Gilded Meadows Dec 6, 2009 0:22:48 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by House Dustin on Dec 6, 2009 0:22:48 GMT -5 "And he offered no immediate reply for you to carry then." Conwell pursed his lips. "Okay then, Ser Mors. I think we should make to return to the West soon." Conwell smiled and raised his glass, "To a job well done, ser."

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Gilded Meadows Dec 6, 2009 19:01:50 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on Dec 6, 2009 19:01:50 GMT -5 "Thank you, milord. But I should also add, that Ser Rickon Ball has already left the city, and I therefore I could not deliver the letter addressed to him."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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"Honor most grave"

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The Gilded Meadows Dec 6, 2009 22:37:27 GMT -5

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OOC: Concluded the business anyway with Rickon

"So be it." Conwell drank. "Well, it was an interesting stay here in King's Landing, but it appears the King requires nothing of me. As my business is therefore complete, I shall return to the West. Please send my compliments to Lord Brax, and inform him that I shall be heading home." Conwell paused, cocking his head to one side, "I hear some troubling rumors from home, and it might be that I need a good loyal man to help me take care of any trouble..."

Tytos: I know this is distasteful, but I've been invited to a new RP on a Discord server, discord.gg/xnjMU it's gonna be a little more casual than these forums, no combat system and more player-driven Jan 23, 2017 22:07:20 GMT -5