House Frey
Hedge Knight
Lord of the Crossing
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Post by House Frey on May 8, 2011 20:12:16 GMT -5
Rufio snorted, "you're a smart one. Next time someone offers you the world and its riches, tell them where they can stick it." "Ah," he sighed smacking his lips whilst looking into his cup. "Advise for a lifetime," he added raising his glass. |
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 7:17:41 GMT -5
Cereza pursed her lips in doubt, eyebrows raised, and said nothing. "Ah, so they do," pondered Brecol. "I must see Gulian. He is a grown man now, to be sure, but I can call to mind only the image of a young tramp! What do you say, Cereza? Care to cut another notch in my family tree?" She glanced sideways at him "As you wish, Brecol," she answered simply, musing over the three Yronwoods she had before her already. Loreza sat back down fuming and crossed her arms. Alario popped another bloodorange segment into his mouth, then offered the platter to Cereza and then Brecol. Along with oranges it had grapes and peaches and thin slices of lemon on it. "Gulian is his father's son now," Alario answered simply, then grinned, "a shame Anders is heir." Though his tone suggested he didn't actually much care himself. |
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 7:19:13 GMT -5
"Ah," he sighed smacking his lips whilst looking into his cup. "Advise for a lifetime," he added raising his glass. "It is." "Why don't you take your hood off, stranger, I don't like not knowing who's drinking in my establishment. I'll have a boy make a fire for you." |
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House Frey
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Lord of the Crossing
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Post by House Frey on May 9, 2011 7:38:59 GMT -5
The man chuckled, removing his hood. He had olive skin and a dark goatee, with hair slicked back behind his ears. The hood of the cloak sat around his neck.
"Many thanks," he smiled. He finished his cup and held it forward. "I have coin for one more, if you will."
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Post by Tristeza on May 9, 2011 11:50:10 GMT -5
Cereza lifted a slice of bloodorange from the platter, and bit into it, savoring the taste of home, while Brecol waved the plate away.
"Funny how one's brother always ends up where one wants to be himself. Makes me glad to be the only born," he chortled, but a dark glimmer flitted through eyes as the memory of his parents' premature deaths came to mind. Cereza considered him silently, and placed a hand upon his forearm, which he promptly shook off.
"You must have been having a grand time here--go on, give us a good story, where is a good time to be had in this great ghastly old city?" he prompted, grinning broadly.
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:05:43 GMT -5
The man chuckled, removing his hood. He had olive skin and a dark goatee, with hair slicked back behind his ears. The hood of the cloak sat around his neck. "Many thanks," he smiled. He finished his cup and held it forward. "I have coin for one more, if you will." "Go on, this one's free, for a man who's been robbed," Rufio said, pouring him another wine. "What do they call you, friend?" |
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:16:08 GMT -5
Cereza lifted a slice of bloodorange from the platter, and bit into it, savoring the taste of home, while Brecol waved the plate away. "Funny how one's brother always ends up where one wants to be himself. Makes me glad to be the only born," he chortled, but a dark glimmer flitted through eyes as the memory of his parents' premature deaths came to mind. Cereza considered him silently, and placed a hand upon his forearm, which he promptly shook off. "You must have been having a grand time here--go on, give us a good story, where is a good time to be had in this great ghastly old city?" he prompted, grinning broadly. Loreza looked to the ground when Brecol spoke about having no brothers. She knew the unfortunate circumstances surrounding his family, and a twinge of guilt ran through her at having run off. Alario smirked, "we've only just gotten in to this place, haven't had the time to get into trouble, though we've come from Oldtown where a few Reachmen were taught some manners." He sniggered maliciously. "One of them wouldn't stop making eyes at Loreza, so I was forced to introduce him to the Dornish solution to such an insult. He was no trouble, but somehow a giant of a man managed to get involved in the fight. He must have had a foot on even the Blackgate," Alario said, referencing their mutual cousin Ser Ivan. "He threw me aside like a rag-doll to deal with the other man. While he was distracted I moved behind him and slammed my knew up between his legs." He laughed. "I thought that would take the man down, but it only infuriated him further. He charged at me, but the bull lumbered uselessly passed, and smashed his teeth against the bar. He fell to the ground, and then three or four kicks to the head later he was done for, and not even his mother will be recognising him now!" |
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House Frey
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Post by House Frey on May 9, 2011 12:20:13 GMT -5
The man chuckled, removing his hood. He had olive skin and a dark goatee, with hair slicked back behind his ears. The hood of the cloak sat around his neck. "Many thanks," he smiled. He finished his cup and held it forward. "I have coin for one more, if you will." "Go on, this one's free, for a man who's been robbed," Rufio said, pouring him another wine. "What do they call you, friend?" "Keith," he replied, nodding his thanks when the man pours his cup. "It is a pleasure." |
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:22:09 GMT -5
"What's your plan now, Keith?"
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House Frey
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Post by House Frey on May 9, 2011 12:23:29 GMT -5
"I will go have a seat by the fire," he said nodding toward. "And enjoy the taste of home."
He shrugged.
"They say Kings Landing is a place of opportunity. I pray my next venture proves fruitful," he added, answering the intended question.
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Post by Tristeza on May 9, 2011 12:23:42 GMT -5
Brecol chuckled as one of Cereza's eyebrows arched precipitously. While Brecol could appreciate the art of a good knock-down brawl, her inclinations ran against violence and war--it was the most un-Dornish thing about her, and decidedly un-Blackmont as well.
"Well done," he chortled, "Make 'em remember the name, I say!" The wine he had consumed had begun to show in the red of his cheeks.
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:29:27 GMT -5
"I will go have a seat by the fire," he said nodding toward. "And enjoy the taste of home." He shrugged. "They say Kings Landing is a place of opportunity. I pray my next venture proves fruitful," he added, answering the intended question. "You have something already lined up?" he asked, looking at the man. |
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:32:15 GMT -5
Brecol chuckled as one of Cereza's eyebrows arched precipitously. While Brecol could appreciate the art of a good knock-down brawl, her inclinations ran against violence and war--it was the most un-Dornish thing about her, and decidedly un-Blackmont as well. "Well done," he chortled, "Make 'em remember the name, I say!" The wine he had consumed had begun to show in the red of his cheeks. "I tried to warn him about Alario," Loreza said, "stupid flower is lucky he didn't kill him." Alario nodded and smirked. He knocked back some wine too. "Tell me about yourself, Cereza, you've been very quiet." There was a hungry look in his eyes when he looked at her. |
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Post by Tristeza on May 9, 2011 12:37:31 GMT -5
Cereza nodded knowingly, "That is because I am a typically quiet person," she answered matter-of-factly.
"Ah," Brecol guffawed dismissively, "Don't let her fool you, she can talk as much as any woman once you get her going. She's only been sizing you both up all this time. I tell her it's off-putting, people don't like to be analyzed by strangers, but does she listen? Well, Yes, but only to analyze what it means that I would say that."
Cereza shrugged, "I like to know who I'm dealing with--if one is put-off, then I know I am dealing with someone who is easily put-off--I am that much the wiser."
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Post by Fel on May 9, 2011 12:39:38 GMT -5
Alario put his feet down and grinned showing all his teeth. "So tell me what you make of me then."
Loreza looked up, a bit worried.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5