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Post by Marie on Aug 21, 2012 20:41:23 GMT -5
"Yes, exactly!" She said, brightening. "It sounds so perfect! If only I were rich as a Lannister I'd do it within the hour!"
She grinned at him.
"Of course, we need the support of any man who is willing to give it. Can I count upon you, Finn?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 21, 2012 20:41:58 GMT -5
Finn laughed, "And I'll always have the support of you and your sisters?" He asked.
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Post by Marie on Aug 21, 2012 20:43:50 GMT -5
"Of course, so long as your intentions remain honourable, and you do no harm to any woman," she said sweetly. "I wouldn't forget my friends."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 21, 2012 20:48:39 GMT -5
"No innocent women," Finn replied with a mirroring smile, "Gladly not. Although if women are going to start carrying weapons, these rules are going to become might complex."
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 4:56:35 GMT -5
"My women would carry arms only for the purpose I intend," Mariya said firmly. "I do not intend to sanction female bandits or the like. The purpose is justice, and honour. And the chance for women to be more than wives or mothers or daughters. Anyone who shamed us would be excluded from the order."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 8:22:13 GMT -5
Finn nodded, "But you can't say what you will inspire Mariya. When you unlock a door, anyone can pass through it." He pointed out. "Anyway... You have my word. Shall we retire, we're not sparring anymore, and the moon seems fit to rise."
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 8:48:53 GMT -5
"I shall guard the key to the door most carefully," she said. "But you're right, it's getting dark. I know I can trust you to speak of this to nobody. You are the first to know of my intentions."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 8:49:31 GMT -5
Finn laughed, "I told you Mariya, everything is a secret with me. I shall no one unless they put me to the rack."
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 8:52:29 GMT -5
"They would not dare," she told him with a grin. "Not the hero who fights lions just so the king can go hunting."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 9:27:45 GMT -5
Finn laughed and waved as he headed back to his rooms.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2012 13:37:45 GMT -5
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Robb Marbrand passed the training yard, as he was on his way back to his room from the forge. He had cleaned himself up as best he could, but he has missed a large spot of soot on his tunic and it had smeared out, ruining the cloth all together.
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Post by Horas on Aug 30, 2012 13:40:52 GMT -5
Dunnock spends his afternoons in the training yard, and he is there now, swinging feverishly with a practice axe. His last opponent says he is finished, so Dunnock looks around for someone new. His eyes catch on Robb.
"Do you fight?" Dunnock asks.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2012 13:54:38 GMT -5
Robb stopped in his tracks, and looked over to where the voice came from. He saw the young broad-shouldered riverman stand with a practice axe in his hand, and headed toward him since he had been adressed.
"I have been training to fight, yes, but I have so far never been in any real fights so I don't know about my skill with a sword though." he said to Dunnock.
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Post by Horas on Aug 30, 2012 13:58:34 GMT -5
"Training's what I meant," Dunnock says. He wipes sweat from his brow, taking in the soot on Robb's clothes. "You the blacksmith's son?" he asks.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2012 14:02:24 GMT -5
Robb looked down at his clothes, noticing the large spot of soot, and shook his head with a slight smile.
"No, I am Robb Marbrand, heir to Ashemark. I was helping the blacksmith to keep the fire going in the forge. So who are you?" Robb said, since he had never been that good with faces.
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Hope you all are well and happy.