The Feast for Talyn Thatcher

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 28, 2009 18:48:48 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Nov 28, 2009 18:48:48 GMT -5 Daemon nodded, "It is always good to have family."

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:39:33 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Nov 29, 2009 16:39:33 GMT -5 Becca Thatcher arrives at her father's funeral feast. She is wearing a long elegant gown of black samite, and a thin black veil of myrish lace covers her face.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

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The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:40:33 GMT -5

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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 29, 2009 16:40:33 GMT -5

Rhaegar smiled weakly. He spotted the growing line behind him to see the king. He gave his cousin a meaningful nod and with a clap on his cousin's shoulder, he stepped aside, moving toward his other cousin. Quentyn.

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
-- DH Lawrence

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:41:45 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Nov 29, 2009 16:41:45 GMT -5 Daemon walked over and embraced Becca, whispering to her some words of consolation.

The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:44:26 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Nov 29, 2009 16:44:26 GMT -5 Becca nodded and wrapped her arms around her cousin the King, whispering back.
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:51:09 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Nov 29, 2009 16:51:09 GMT -5 The King walked her to the table, and pulled out a chair for her.

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The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:52:37 GMT -5

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Nov 29, 2009 16:40:33 GMT -5 Lord Rhaegar Targaryen said:

Rhaegar smiled weakly. He spotted the growing line behind him to see the king. He gave his cousin a meaningful nod and with a clap on his cousin's shoulder, he stepped aside, moving toward his other cousin. Quentyn.

"Lord cousin," Quentyn greets him as he approaches. His voice is somber.

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The Stranger Most Devout Troll Hammer Posts: 12,420	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:54:08 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Stranger on Nov 29, 2009 16:54:08 GMT -5 Becca sat down and smiled up at Daemon. "Thank you, your grace."
	"History keeps her secrets longer than most of us. But she has one secret that I will reveal to you tonight in the greatest confidence. Sometimes there are no winners at all. And sometimes nobody needs to lose."

Princess Lyssandra Martell Most Devout Posts: 3,338	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:54:56 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 29, 2009 16:54:56 GMT -5 Since the king and her brother completely ignored her Arya sat by herself and ate.
	Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought. Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt. Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.

Lord Rhaegar Targaryen Bannerlord The Laughing Dragon Posts: 1,177	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 16:56:53 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 29, 2009 16:56:53 GMT -5 Rhaegar nodded. "May the Seven smile kindly upon Lord Thatcher," he said in prayer. "How do you fare, Quentyn?"
	I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself. -- DH Lawrence

The Smith Most Devout Posts: 57,758	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 17:00:11 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Smith on Nov 29, 2009 17:00:11 GMT -5 Giving Becca's hand a squeeze, he walked over to where Arya had sat, and took the seat beside her. "Arya, I am so sorry. I had meant to greet you, but Becca needed to be seated. I am sure you understand."

Horas Most Devout LoW Site Council is Horas. Posts: 6,901	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 17:00:31 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Horas on Nov 29, 2009 17:00:31 GMT -5 "Well enough," Quentyn says. "I cannot say I was ever close with Lord Thatcher. But the murder of such a powerful man, not twenty yards from His Grace... it is troubling, Rhaegar. To say the least."
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The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 17:05:15 GMT -5

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Nov 29, 2009 17:00:31 GMT -5 Horas said:

"Well enough," Quentyn says. "I cannot say I was ever close with Lord Thatcher. But the murder of such a powerful man, not twenty yards from His Grace... it is troubling, Rhaegar. To say the least."

"Impossible for it to be the fault of an outside hand," he noted. "Do you truly believe it was Thomas?"

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
-- DH Lawrence

Horas Most Devout LoW Site Council is Horas. Posts: 6,901	The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 17:08:24 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Horas on Nov 29, 2009 17:08:24 GMT -5 Quentyn shrugs. "The investigation is still in progress... but all the evidence points to Ser Tomas. I cannot fathom his motive, but his guilt appears increasingly likely."
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The Feast for Talyn Thatcher Nov 29, 2009 17:08:50 GMT -5

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Nov 29, 2009 17:00:11 GMT -5 The Smith said:

Giving Becca's hand a squeeze, he walked over to where Arya had sat, and took the seat beside her. "Arya, I am so sorry. I had meant to greet you, but Becca needed to be seated. I am sure you understand."

"Yes your grace." She sipped at some wine, "I've spent so much time with her lately that I'm sure she's sick of me." She gave a small smile.

Then he gan bihold about al, And Seigh liggean within the wal, Of folk that were thider ybrought And thought dede, and nare nought.
Sum Stode withouten hade, And sum non armes nade, And sum armed on hors sete, And sum with fire al forschreynt.
Eche was thus in this warld y-nome, With fairi thider ycome.