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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 14:04:00 GMT -5
The letters are sealed. Cautiously Lysaer breaks open the first letter.
"Phoenix:
You must have your men into position before the third ringing of the bell at the pre-arranged time. You're part in this plan is crucial. Failure will not be tolerated."
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 14:09:06 GMT -5
Lysaer reads the letter, not wanting to open the other letters if he doesn't have to, but after reading it he decides to roll it again before he opens all to read but one, keeping that one sealed.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 14:17:42 GMT -5
Each one contains an order for men to be positioned in pre-arranged spaces, except for one, which is a drafted order for Lord Dutovan's to withdrawal substantial sums of gold from his Iron Bank accounts, into a separate numbered account.
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 14:28:20 GMT -5
He folds them together and places them inside the bodice, before he turns left and heads for Lord Antaryon's Manse immidiately.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 16, 2010 9:38:01 GMT -5
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A beautiful Lysenni woman arrives at the steps of Lord Delinial's manse, she curtsies and then announces herself as Lysette of Lys and asks to see Lord Delinial on behalf of her master the Sellsword Captain Kenneth Coyn.
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Post by The Smith on Mar 17, 2010 13:22:19 GMT -5
She is admitted into see Lord Delinal.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 17, 2010 16:15:01 GMT -5
"Your excellency," the buxom blonde Lyseni woman says with a low curtsy which exposes her ample cleavage, "thank you so much for making time for me and my master," she smiles disarmingly.
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Post by The Smith on Mar 18, 2010 0:24:30 GMT -5
The Lord openly admired her bosom, and licked his lips. "Yes... quite."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 18, 2010 7:48:18 GMT -5
She smiled plesantly, "my master. . . Mercenary Captain General Kenneth Coyn wishes to offer your Lordship a trade," she giggles and blinks her eyes seductively, "the Free City of Lys for twenty ships and arms and equipment for five thousand men."
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Post by The Smith on Mar 18, 2010 13:04:51 GMT -5
Delinal leaned back and though a long moment, "That is quite acceptable. I will begin moving Braavosi soldiers immediately."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 18, 2010 16:03:11 GMT -5
"My master will be most pleased," she curtsies politely exposing her cleavage again, "he also instructed me to inquire about finalizing your position as Sea Lord, and ask if there is anything he could do to aid in your eventual triumph?"
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Post by The Smith on Mar 19, 2010 13:49:59 GMT -5
"I can not use his troops for that if I want to hold that position permanently." Delinal replied.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Mar 19, 2010 23:08:06 GMT -5
"Very well," she curtsied, "I will instruct him that there is nothing else you require, good day Lord,"
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Hope you all are well and happy.