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Post by Helyn Caron on May 21, 2011 4:05:34 GMT -5
Helyn was sat in the corner again alone watching the joust,
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Post by The Flint on May 21, 2011 8:59:07 GMT -5
"More adventurous than most men then," She chuckled.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 12:48:17 GMT -5
Piers nodded, "In every way measurable." He winked at her. He slipped three plums from a small pouch, and began to juggle them easily as he watched her.
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Post by Edric Stark on May 22, 2011 14:48:50 GMT -5
Danyella and Lyonel Costayne, accompanied by a grumpy-looking Ser Julian Blackwood, make their way through the stands and settle in the middle somewhere, quite near the juggling man.
Dany smiles at the people she passes as if something is terribly amusing to her. Her rather dornish-looking brother frowns at the sight of the jousters and so does the taller man wearing the Blackwood colours.
"It's your own fault you missed it." the girl tells them, shrugging nonchalantly, still wearing a smirk. She eyes the field for a while but is quickly bored and starts looking at the juggler instead.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 15:01:30 GMT -5
Myranda looked up at Summer then round at Piers before laughing softly and leaning on one of her hands to keep watching the joust.
The people of House Costayne ended up next to members of House Allyrion. Marq and Myriah looked round as they stopped. Myriah looked round to the joust again, wincing every single time a blow landed.
Marq kept looking round at them, looking equally disgruntled as both of the men, "You also couldn't compete?" he asked, noting the Dornish look of one of them.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 15:06:56 GMT -5
Piers threw a plum at Myranda, and one at Summer. Catching the third he lowered it to his mouth, and took a bite. He squeezed Myranda's hand and winked.
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Post by Edric Stark on May 22, 2011 15:13:53 GMT -5
Lyonel's hand automatically flew up to the back of his head to scratch it. "We.. sort of missed the right moment." he said, giving the other man an apologetical half-smile.
Dany laughed and opened her mouth to say something, but Julian cut in before she could. "What he means is, we arrived here too late."
The Costayne girl rolled her eyes. To her, their conditions seemed so blatant. They clearly had a bit too much to drink the night before.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 15:20:48 GMT -5
Marq smirked at the three of them, "I see..." he said, "what a shame, you'll be missing the chance for quite the prize." his smirk turned a frown, "At least you could have competed, had you not been... late." Piers threw a plum at Myranda, and one at Summer. Catching the third he lowered it to his mouth, and took a bite. He squeezed Myranda's hand and winked. Myranda let the plum hit her and fall into her lap before picking it up with her free hand and just holding onto it. She smirked as the Dornishman won over the Lannister and squeezed Lord Bettley's hand back, but kept her eyes on the joust.
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Post by Edric Stark on May 22, 2011 15:26:39 GMT -5
"Why couldn't you, then?" Lyonel asked, looking genuinely interested. "I assume you were not late unlike us."
"You mean, not in that tavern all night unlike you?" Dany asked quietly yet loud enough for Marq and a few others around them to hear, the corners of her mouth twitching a little.
Ser Julian coughed a little.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 15:33:18 GMT -5
Ser Allard Lannister entered the stands, and sat down in a huff after his defeat. He kicked the bench in front of his seat hard enough for it to crack as he sat down.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 22, 2011 15:35:04 GMT -5
Helyn was sat near him and jumped in shock
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2011 15:40:54 GMT -5
"Why couldn't you, then?" Lyonel asked, looking genuinely interested. "I assume you were not late unlike us." "You mean, not in that tavern all night unlike you?" Dany asked quietly, but loud enough for Marq and a few others around them to hear, the corners of her mouth twitching a little. Ser Julian coughed a little. Marq laughed as he heard what he had suspected, "You and half the others here, no doubt," he replied goodnaturedly, with a grin, "I was up late last night but it wasn't at a tavern. I wasn't to compete anyway, but by morning it was a distinct impossibility," he admitted with a shrug. "Where are you find people from then?" he said, looking at the Dornish looking man as he spoke, interested.
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Post by The Smith on May 22, 2011 15:49:04 GMT -5
Allard did not notice Helyn, but he turned his glare toward The master of Coins, and the wild dog.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 22, 2011 15:58:34 GMT -5
"I am sorry for your loss out there." helyn said timidly
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Post by Edric Stark on May 22, 2011 15:58:34 GMT -5
Marq laughed as he heard what he had suspected, "You and half the others here, no doubt," he replied goodnaturedly, with a grin, "I was up late last night but it wasn't at a tavern. I wasn't to compete anyway, but by morning it was a distinct impossibility," he admitted with a shrug. "Where are you find people from then?" he said, looking at the Dornish looking man as he spoke, interested. "We're from the Reach. Well, we are, this one here is a Riverlander." Lyonel replied as he motioned to Ser Julian. "I am Ser Lyonel Costayne and this is my sister, Danyella Costayne." he smiled as he waited for some kind of a reaction. People were usually surprised, the two didn't certainly look anything like siblings. One of them was dark, the other one fair-haired and blue-eyed. "Our mother was Allyria Fowler. I suppose I inherited more of her looks than she did." He changed a conspirative look with his sister and they both looked away so as not to smirk. Of course Dany didn't look anything like her late father either.
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