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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 6, 2015 15:33:55 GMT -5
"Your Grace, Princess." Morgan curtsied. "I was hoping to visit for a few days, if it please Your Grace. It's so long since I was at court."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 6, 2015 15:59:03 GMT -5
"We'd heard you were dead or vanished," Kelsey said. "What happened?"
Delila looks about. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 6, 2015 16:10:57 GMT -5
"I'm Morgan Brax, Your Grace." Morgan was a little surprised. Her hair was still shorter than it had been last time she was at court, but she didn't think she looked all that different now she was wearing dresses again. "I travelled south for a while, ran into a few difficulties." She decided to be vague in the Queen's presence but perhaps she could confide in the princess later.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 6, 2015 16:16:09 GMT -5
Kelsey isn't really buying it. "With a war on?" Delila shakes her head.
"It doesn't matter for now. Get a room and join us for dinner in two hours."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 6, 2015 16:24:06 GMT -5
"I will," Morgan promised. "My brother Arthur is with me too." She curtsied and then departed to the room she was assigned.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on May 13, 2015 20:35:01 GMT -5
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Ser Lyonel Vikary seeks an audience with King Brynden in his solar.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 13, 2015 20:42:36 GMT -5
The king is relaxing with his wife. He is invited in. Brynden nods. "Ser Lyonel, well fought in Dorne."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on May 13, 2015 21:26:46 GMT -5
"Thank you, Your Grace." replied Lyonel, with a respectful bow. "It was an honor to serve."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 13, 2015 21:38:21 GMT -5
"Was an honor to fight," he said. "How can I help you?"
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on May 13, 2015 21:54:41 GMT -5
"The fighting is over." replied Lyonel simply. "At least for the moment. Returning to a simple life at Vikary Hall as the local "Ser" is not something that I think I am ready to do as yet, especially as I have no wife or children to return to."
He hesitated.
"So I have come to ask how further I may serve you and the realm."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 14, 2015 5:05:45 GMT -5
Brynden nods. "Well, Ser, the war is winding down, but the outlaws still pick at the scraps of our kingdoms. If you need something worthy of your time then hunting them down may be a job you could perform well."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on May 14, 2015 7:13:36 GMT -5
Lyonel nodded. "Of course Your Grace. Which outlaws do you mean? The Ironborn?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 14, 2015 14:39:24 GMT -5
"We lack the ships," he said. "I mean common brigands grown bold."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on May 15, 2015 18:54:29 GMT -5
"Wherever you desire, Your Grace." replied Lyonel. "Give me a target and I shall bring them to justice."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 15, 2015 20:08:27 GMT -5
"Garrett the Green," Brynden said. "His exploits have annoyed us long enough. If you can't catch him, breaking his network near Deep Den will suffice."
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