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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Apr 19, 2015 20:41:43 GMT -5
"Just the one. This boy-whore wouldn't fucking let me alone. He points me after you, then keeps following me. Grabbed my ass, so I broke his nose. Maybe a rib or two, as well. Possibly an arm."
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Post by Lord Rykker on Apr 19, 2015 20:46:07 GMT -5
"Sounds about right. Places like this become convinced they have the right of it with how they fuck, seem to think everyone enjoys their practices. Breaking a bone or two certainly gets your opinion across, ha! You haven't missed much, just had to convince some bastards we needed the chairs more then they did"
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Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Apr 19, 2015 21:29:40 GMT -5
"Glad the Terror of the Mander could grace is with his presence!" Killion exclaimed jovially, raising his mug on Cleftjaw's honor. "Boy-whore probably just heard us boasting of the ass raping you gave the greenlanders and got the wrong idea regarding your inclinations."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Apr 19, 2015 21:37:47 GMT -5
Quentyn clinked his mug with Killion's and took another swig. "Best part of that? Not my original plan at all. I was sounding out Old Oak, to see if I could take it. Too many men, so I had a chat with the lord's son. He pointed me right toward the Lannister army." He grinned. "Nothing like playing one Greenlander off another."
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