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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 12, 2009 12:02:20 GMT -5
"I am not looking down, I just wanted to know if it would be possible to buy her freedom and return her to her father? A girl should not have to pay for the debt of the Father."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 12, 2009 12:05:08 GMT -5
The old woman listened to his words, and leaned back in her chair, "Every thing is possible if you have the gold to pay."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 12, 2009 12:23:22 GMT -5
"How much," Kenneth said realizing that there was no way in the seven hells he could afford it now.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 12, 2009 17:08:00 GMT -5
The woman smiled, "Four hundred is the standard price we charge."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Dec 12, 2009 23:42:49 GMT -5
"Fine, one day," Kenneth said as he turned to leave never to return.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 13, 2010 22:04:38 GMT -5
/////////////////////// Kenneth returns to the Pearl of the Eye after being gone for seven months.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 13, 2010 22:13:13 GMT -5
On his way to the Pearl of the Eye, Kenneth encounters six men in familiar black mail. Their blades are out, and they have a young man in leather brigadine surrounded.
"Please, I'm not who you think I am!" The man says, a note of desperation in his voice.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 13, 2010 22:20:07 GMT -5
Kenneth sighs realizing he will probably be fighting again. "What you boys looking for me again?" Kenneth says with a grin, he looks at the man they were harassing to see if he recognizes him.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 13, 2010 22:22:31 GMT -5
He is a young man, perhaps in his twenties, but with a thick bushy beard, and long hair twisted into locks. Kenneth has never met the man before.
"By Gods, if it ain't the bloody chicken," one of the men grins, "You want a part of this too boy?"
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 13, 2010 22:26:52 GMT -5
"Maybe, what did he do? Course if he's on your bad side he can't be that bad of a guy."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 13, 2010 22:33:01 GMT -5
"He's a murdering cocksucker, is what he is..." one of the men grunts.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 13, 2010 22:34:35 GMT -5
"Who'd he kill?" Kenneth asked.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 13, 2010 22:41:59 GMT -5
"I didn't kill anyone!" the man says.
"Shut your flapping cunt!" the Traitors' Son growls, lunging at the man with his sword.
[If you want to assist, make battle thread]
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Jan 14, 2010 8:40:46 GMT -5
Kenneth groans as the adrenaline of the fight begins to wear off, "Ser Kenneth Coyn," he says having time to make an introduction as he wipes the blood off his sword and places it in his sheath.
"You fight well," he adds as he rips the sleeve on his shirt to apply pressure on one of the cuts he sustained from the battle.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 14, 2010 9:57:49 GMT -5
"Ser Marq," the man replies, "I'm sorry you got cut on my account, but I thank you for the assistance, I think I'd be dead otherwise. "You aren't a slouch yourself. A Far Reacher are you?" he asked.
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