The Feast for the Ironborn

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 22:24:46 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on May 10, 2011 22:24:46 GMT -5 "Well don't let me keep you," Danny said, "Thanks for the introduction."
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The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 22:26:49 GMT -5

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Post by Erik on May 10, 2011 22:26:49 GMT -5

"Not a problem." Erik said with a grin.

"Fucking Northerners. Bad enough we have to be up here, no need to actually talk to the bastards." Balon told him quietly.

"Eh, that one seemed all right," Erik replied, "Most of the mountain folk do. Not so damn pompous."

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

The Flint Most Devout "What has five teeth and kicks Andal ass... This Guy!" Posts: 9,298	The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 22:33:16 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by The Flint on May 10, 2011 22:33:16 GMT -5 Danny moved away, and returned to his own people, for an ale. Throwing axes was thirsty work.
	Oh, how I'd like to be upon a windy mountain, Where the tree tops scrape the sky; Then I would forget all my worries and my troubles, I'll just let the wind blow them by. Flint Family Tree- www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=o9tdiibi9d&f=412520597357574420

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 22:54:08 GMT -5

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Post by Sam on May 10, 2011 22:54:08 GMT -5

Balor, who'd been exchanging tosses of the axe with his older brother Dagmer, grunted in surprise, and examined his hand, as the axe he'd just barely caught clattered to the floor. "It's not deep, ya bastard, but I suppose you've beaten me again," he exclaimed with a laugh, picking up the axe, and moving toward Erik Pyke, overhearing his comment.

"Northerners are the least pompous lot of those who live in the greenlands," he chimed in, pressing hard on the cut with his other hand. A closer inspection of the wound would reveal a hand that had the correct number of fingers, but nearly a dozen scars criss-crossing its surface, remnants of many such wounds. "That one did better than me in the dance, that says something for him."

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Lord Sammael Baratheon

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 23:42:00 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on May 10, 2011 23:42:00 GMT -5 "I'd say it's a different sort of pompous. The Southrons, they look down on us more, to be sure, and they strut around like damn peacocks. But the Northmen? Sticks up their arses. Again, with exceptions."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 23:48:16 GMT -5

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Post by Sam on May 10, 2011 23:48:16 GMT -5

"That's fer fuckin sure," Balor replied. "I still don't get why the old squid is buying a fancy northern wife for his son. Why not just take one, if that's what he wanted? His choice though, I guess. Can't wait to get back to the sea, though. Don't think I never been so far inland that I couldn't smell the salt or hear the birds."

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Lord Sammael Baratheon

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 10, 2011 23:53:38 GMT -5

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Post by Erik on May 10, 2011 23:53:38 GMT -5

The Drumm men present all nodded and murmured assent to the idea of returning to the sea.

"I'll tell you one thing," Balon Drumm adds, "Sebastian had best keep his new woman in line. If the pups she whelps come out acting like Northerners, well, Northern arses ain't fit to sit the Seastone Chair, whether there's sticks up 'em or no."

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We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Sam Most Devout Lord Commanders, the Father, Lyonel Lannister, and Ulfric Ninefingers Posts: 4,681	The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 8:06:06 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Sam on May 11, 2011 8:06:06 GMT -5 "Ain't no lies there," Balor replied. "Next thing you know they'll want us to be prayin' to trees and complainin' about the winter." [OOC: My guy is Balor, yours is Balon. Fucking confusing, I know, ugh.]
	My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! Lord Sammael Baratheon

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 14:34:11 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on May 11, 2011 14:34:11 GMT -5 "Well, we'll burn that town when we fucking come to it." Balon mutters before taking a long drink. "And speaking of burning towns, you Harlaws been eying up any good targets lately? Been too long since I went a'reaving."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 14:50:14 GMT -5

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Post by Sam on May 11, 2011 14:50:14 GMT -5

"Nothing of note. Merchant ships are coming into and out of Lannisport constantly, most are easy pickings. Western and Reach coastal towns are a good source of Thralls and Salt-Wives, although most of their women are ugly enough that you don't even want to take 'em with you," he replied with a guffaw. "The Thane sent my nephew to the South, to negotiate at the Arbor. Probably easier to make a deal with the Redwynes, than engage their fleet, but the Drowned God only knows how that went."

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Lord Sammael Baratheon

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 15:11:37 GMT -5

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Post by Erik on May 11, 2011 15:11:37 GMT -5

"Damn. What we need is some proper fucking chaos in Westeros. Worst thing that ever happened to our people was being forced into peace and quiet by the Conqueror."

Erik Pyke adds, "Indeed. Some fighting would be good for us all. Too many men of the Islands live and die without ever having killed a Greenlander."

We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

Sam Most Devout Lord Commanders, the Father, Lyonel Lannister, and Ulfric Ninefingers Posts: 4,681	The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 15:21:15 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Sam on May 11, 2011 15:21:15 GMT -5 "A tragedy," Balor agreed. "You got yourself a Salt-Wife yet?" he asked. "I've got one, but I been itching for another, you know it gets boring fucking the same bitch all the time."
	My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! Lord Sammael Baratheon

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 15:42:28 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on May 11, 2011 15:42:28 GMT -5 "I haven't," replies Balon, "Figure I ought to get your sister with child, first."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

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The Feast for the Ironborn May 11, 2011 15:49:55 GMT -5

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Post by Sam on May 11, 2011 15:49:55 GMT -5

Balor shrugged. "Here's to an heir," he replied, raising his ale mug. Halfway up he realized it was empty, and roughly grabbed a serving wench and shoving her off to the kitchens to get more, with a slap on the ass for good measure. "I suppose I've got to find me a Rock Wife as well," he added, with a frown.

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Lord Sammael Baratheon

Erik Most Devout is Erik. But you could probably figure that one out. Posts: 4,841	The Feast for the Ironborn May 12, 2011 7:53:26 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Erik on May 12, 2011 7:53:26 GMT -5 "Aye, you ought to. A proper one, from the Islands, of course."
	We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.