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Post by The Stranger on Dec 2, 2009 14:58:06 GMT -5
"Tyrone is a business man, first and foremost. But his business requires that those who take his jobs accomplish them, or fear the consequences. He can be persuaded to revoke his decree, I suspect, but it will not be cheap," Tregario said.
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Post by Horas on Dec 2, 2009 15:08:03 GMT -5
Quentyn nods. "I see."
He thanks Lord Tregario again, then lets the servants show him to the quarters he will be staying in. He makes sure to wedge something large and solid in front of his window before falling asleep.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 2, 2009 15:12:19 GMT -5
The next morning he is awoken by a small envelope slipped under the door.
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Post by Horas on Dec 2, 2009 15:14:36 GMT -5
Quentyn rises from the bed and walks across the carpet on bare feet, then stoops down, picks the envelope up, and opens it.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 2, 2009 15:19:23 GMT -5
The letter says:
"Tomas Thatcher departed Braavos for Pentos, three days ago aboard a ship called the "Maiden Voyeur.
Good Luck Quentyn.
-Tyrone"
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Post by Horas on Dec 2, 2009 15:25:34 GMT -5
Quentyn sighs. It seemed he had another trip ahead of him.
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Hope you all are well and happy.