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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 12:30:16 GMT -5
"Brandon Bolton at your service," Brandon replied with a grin, taking the girl's hand and kissing it. "And what is your name, pretty thing?"
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 12:38:34 GMT -5
The girl blushed, but covered it up with a laugh. "Dyanna," she said. "Costayne. So very nice to meet you."
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 12:40:47 GMT -5
"Costayne, that's... in the Reach?" Brandon asked, grabbing to cups of wine and offering one to Dyanna. "I like your hair."
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 12:50:33 GMT -5
Dyanna smiled at yet another compliment and accepted the cup. "Thank you." she said both for the compliment and the wine. She then nodded. "It is. And the Boltons.. umm.." she narrowed her eyes in concentration as she tried to remember the region. "The Riverlands?" she offered, biting her lower lip. She just didn't have the best memory.
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 12:54:50 GMT -5
"The North, girl!" Brandon said with a proud grin. "Far, far from here, were the lands are wild and beautiful." He drank from his cup. "Our sigil is the flayed man."
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 12:56:30 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have known." she replied as she mentally cursed herself. She took a sip from her cup as well. "That's horrible." she commented. "Why is he flayed though?"
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 12:59:51 GMT -5
"That's that us Boltons do, well, used to do..." Brandon replied. "We weren't the nicest men for a long time in history. Always fighting the Starks. But we are loyal now!"
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 13:07:06 GMT -5
"Oh." was all Dyanna could say. It was getting really tiring looking up at him all this time, the man sure was tall. "Would you like a seat?" she offered, motioning to the empty one on her right.
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 13:08:47 GMT -5
"Of course!" Brandon said, seating himself. "Talking is best down when seated, I find. All this looking down at people hurts my neck."
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 13:11:38 GMT -5
Dyanna grinned at the man. "As does looking up. So why were you unfriendly with the Starks in the first place?" she asked, mildly interested. She was from another end of the realm so she'd never really paid any attention to what happened up North.
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 13:14:39 GMT -5
"House Bolton is the second largest house of the North, after the Starks," Brandon explained, before swallowing down his wine. "Maybe they were jealous and wanted to be the rulers of the North." He shrugged. "There are always rebellions."
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 24, 2011 13:15:05 GMT -5
"of course I will, if your family does not object of course." The menfolk offer no objection, and make room for her to sit beside Summer. "how are you my dear," Summer asked, "Yellow is so very your color by the way." She sits down slowly and with grace. "you are kind to say," |
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Post by Edric Stark on May 24, 2011 13:19:17 GMT -5
"House Bolton is the second largest house of the North, after the Starks," Brandon explained, before swallowing down his wine. "Maybe they were jealous and wanted to be the rulers of the North." He shrugged. "There are always rebellions." "I see," she said, looking down at her cup and taking another sip or two. "I have always found stories of rebellions interesting. But I guess they are not so nice when it comes to reality. I sometimes wonder why people want so much. Always more and more. I am content to be exactly where I am." She smiled cutely. |
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Post by Flex on May 24, 2011 13:25:23 GMT -5
"I see," she said, looking down at her cup and taking another sip or two. "I have always found stories of rebellions interesting. But I guess they are not so nice when it comes to reality. I sometimes wonder why people want so much. Always more and more. I am content to be exactly where I am." She smiled cutely. "I guess more is better than less," Brandon mused. "Gold, food, drink, power... women..." He quickly found another cup of wine and drank from that. "At least that is what many people say." |
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Post by The Flint on May 24, 2011 13:25:57 GMT -5
The menfolk offer no objection, and make room for her to sit beside Summer. "how are you my dear," Summer asked, "Yellow is so very your color by the way." She sits down slowly and with grace. "you are kind to say," "Posh, don't give me that curtesy crap," Summer said, giving Helyn a one-armed hug. "How are you dear! I've missed you dreadfully since that awful party." |
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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