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Post by Flex on Nov 30, 2009 23:22:58 GMT -5
Daeron finished his own ale, ordering another. "You think this will end anytime soon?"
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 30, 2009 23:27:26 GMT -5
"Of course. We've got these bastards all but broken," the man replies.
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Post by Flex on Nov 30, 2009 23:28:39 GMT -5
"Well then good luck from here on." Daeron replies, raising his tankard. "To lord Delinal."
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 30, 2009 23:31:56 GMT -5
The man bowed his head, and gestured for another flagon to be brought.
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Post by Flex on Dec 1, 2009 1:13:00 GMT -5
"Tell me; if both these opposing lords are hated so much then why does lord Delinal not have them assassinated?" Daeron asked, keeping an eye on the man for his reaction.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 9:47:29 GMT -5
The Bravo snickered, "We try to assassinate them, they try to assassinate us, we'll get them eventually," he says.
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Post by Flex on Dec 1, 2009 14:18:28 GMT -5
Daeron chuckled about that. "I wish you the greatest luck. It seems like a great lot of fun but I cannot involve myself with it."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 14:20:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, shame that, I'm sure Lord Delinal would love to meet you," the Bravo says.
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Post by Flex on Dec 1, 2009 14:25:03 GMT -5
Daeron considered for the moment. "Now you have me at a loss. I would be very interested to meet the man himself. What's your name, friend?"
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 15:08:29 GMT -5
"Aurn," the man replies, offering his hand.
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Post by Flex on Dec 1, 2009 15:10:24 GMT -5
"Daeron." He replied, shaking the man's hand. "You know, perhaps I will get a little involved in this. After all, I would like to learn how to wield one of those swords you carry."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 15:17:49 GMT -5
The man shrugged, "I don't think you need much help with a sword ser, you seemed to hold yourself well. Shall we go to Lord Delinal's Manse? The wine is better, and cheaper too!"
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Post by Flex on Dec 1, 2009 15:18:53 GMT -5
Daeron smiled and rose. "I think that sounds like a grand plan, Aurn. Lead the way."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 15:28:46 GMT -5
Aurn is joined by several of the other Bravos, and they soon march to Lord Delinal's Manse.
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Post by Horas on Dec 2, 2009 17:13:27 GMT -5
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With a few hours to kill before high tide, Quentyn makes his way to the Blue Manray. He asks the barkeep if the Westerosi with the ridiculous looking sellswords and a lot of whores is in.
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