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Post by The Smith on May 10, 2011 23:44:36 GMT -5
Several other speak out, nominating their own kin.
Emelia stands bored, "I have had enough, Perros, just choose the five best men. If you have need of aid, speak with Santagar." She turns, and walks from the room with a slight bounce in her step.
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 7:30:57 GMT -5
"As you wish, Your Grace," Perros said, giving a look that showed mirth at the princess's mannerisms.
He looked to Santagar, "a word then, my lord?" he asked, rising. He did not want to discuss the qualities of the champions of houses in front of their lords, in case any offence was caused.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 16:46:18 GMT -5
Santagar nodded, and grimaced, "Of course."
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 18:01:56 GMT -5
"I promise not to keep you long," he said, leading the man into a side chamber.
"So then, you have some opinion on who would best represent Her Grace?" he asked, when Santagar followed him in.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 18:07:12 GMT -5
Santager thought a moment, "Dalt's Champion, my brother, that Dayne from High Heritage and Lemonwood is good at the Joust...." He paused, "Your kin as well of course."
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 18:21:58 GMT -5
"Very well then, those four and Alario, thank you, my lord," he smiled amiably.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 18:26:03 GMT -5
Santagar nodded, "If there is nothing else, I must prepare for a journey north."
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