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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:35:49 GMT -5
This manse once belonged to Lord Breck Dondarrion, son of the self-styled Lightning King who lived early in the century. When Lord Dondarrion had been stripped of his holdings and executed by King Rodrick, all of his estates had been siezed by the crown and awarded to Lord Wylde, who had remained loyal to the King and fought with honor and skill in the conflcit. Now this manse, which somehow survived the Sack of King's Landing mostly intact, is the home of the members of House Wylde when they stay in the capital.
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:36:15 GMT -5
Steffon Baratheon arrives at the manse, seeking Lord Oscar Wylde.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 14:38:36 GMT -5
The Servant politely tells him that Lord Wylde has left for a couple days to go hunting.
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:39:41 GMT -5
"FUCK," Steffon said, before composing himself. "Who else is here?"
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 14:40:22 GMT -5
"Ser Tybolt, and Lady Eunica, my lord."
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:41:50 GMT -5
"I would speak with Lady Wylde, then, if you would be so kind as to announce my arrival," he said.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 22, 2009 14:43:25 GMT -5
Marianne entered, a little out of breath having to run after her brother in a dress, while dodging people, by all means no easy feat.
"Steffon. Dont do this. Please."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 14:45:36 GMT -5
"Of course." The man hurried inside, beckoning for Lord Steffon to wait in the parlor.
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:46:33 GMT -5
Steffon waited in the spot indicated, and ignored his sister.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 14:54:04 GMT -5
Minutes later the matronly Lady Eunica entered the room. She was dressed in simple clothes, and offered a curtsy to Steffon, "My Lord."
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 14:55:37 GMT -5
"Good afternoon, my lady, I must say that you look stunning today," Steffon said with a charming smile. "I would have a few moments of your time, to speak in private, if you are amenable," he added.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 14:59:20 GMT -5
"I thought this would be coming soon once Oscar scuttled off to the woods." Euncia turned, and walked into the sitting room, motioning for them to follow.
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Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2009 15:07:33 GMT -5
Steffon followed her into the next room, and gave Marianne a withering look that indicated she was not to follow.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 22, 2009 15:11:30 GMT -5
Marianne glared back at Steffon.
It would have been so much easier had he listened to her!
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Post by The Smith on Nov 22, 2009 15:18:43 GMT -5
Lady Eunica looked back and forth between the two of them. "I suppose, my lord, you traveled all this way for more then a glaring bout with your sister."
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