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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 26, 2015 18:25:04 GMT -5
Robyn watches him dying and gives him a sad smile, he did not seem as bad a sort as she thought, but killing him was the easiest thing to do, he got her into the keep, that was what she wanted. She gave a short thought on his behalf to her gods, as he laid dying.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 26, 2015 18:26:54 GMT -5
She is covered in blood in front now, and if the gods hear her prayers they keep their mouths shut on the matter. His rooms is spare and lightly provisioned. A guard can be heard walking outside.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 26, 2015 18:35:43 GMT -5
Robyn listens for indication that the guard may enter, and throws a blanket over the man, blowing the candle out. She wondered if the guard may have been Nick, like it was at the Eyrie, but did not want to take the chance, hoping the blood would be obscured if any got on the blanket, by the darkness of the room. She wrinkled her nose, and got under the blanket with the still warm corpse, and started imitating the soft noises she had heard when she had heard the servants sleeping together at Eddard's Rest.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 26, 2015 18:38:07 GMT -5
The footsteps fade away as the guard chuckles. With the number of small bedrooms, it's possible Nick will have to spend some time finding which one she's hiding in. Eventually, a tap comes to the door. "Is my sister in there?" Nick's angry voice asks. "Father told her she's gotta be home for supper!"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 26, 2015 18:42:21 GMT -5
In the time Robyn had been waiting, she had looked for a fresh shirt, her trousers were back anyway.
She looked to the door, and opened it, slightly, looking out at Nick, seeing if he was alone, "please don't tell him," she asked, through the crack.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 26, 2015 18:48:24 GMT -5
Nick is alone. "I'll leave this one out of it," he said. "No one hears this story from me. Nice work," he said.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 26, 2015 18:53:41 GMT -5
"Thanks," she said and looked down the corridor, "he said he would not be disturbed tonight, so no one should find him, the boy may be in the sept, the wife? Who knows?" She kept her voice little more than a whisper, in case anyone else was near, "we should hurry"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 26, 2015 18:57:38 GMT -5
Nick nods. "Sept first then? I think the wife is in her master bedroom with some company. Unless you were REALLY loud," he said.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 26, 2015 19:00:58 GMT -5
Robyn hit Nick lightly on the arm, "sept," she said, "the less were seen the better,"
With that, Robyn started to try and find the sept, using shadows and dark corners to try and remain unseen.
(Sneaking 69)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 26, 2015 21:16:25 GMT -5
"So you aren't that loud. I'll file that under 'shit I really never needed to know'. The sept is over in the northeast corner," he said. The pair melt into the shadows, but the path to the sept is wide open. Nick frowns. "Well, could always do the knight and the lady trick again. Midnight forgiveness is a thing, right? I never went to a sept," he confesses.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 27, 2015 1:09:43 GMT -5
"If the boy were here... Surely there would be guards," she mused out loud, thinking it could not really be the middle of the night, she looked round the corner into the sept briefly without entering. She did not want to if she did not have to, she did not like them.
(Observation 52)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 5:07:36 GMT -5
Robyn sees two men inside the sept with a small boy. (+1). Nick eyes the situation. "How do we want to approach this one?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 27, 2015 5:23:14 GMT -5
"We don't want to hurt or scare the boy... "If they waited and try to surprise them, on their exit, they might be seen out there, "I think all can enter a sept, if I go in first, try and get close, you come in a bit later, then perhaps we can get behind them... " she made a throat spitting lotion, she was becoming partial to it, it seemed. "From the feel of the town, they are to probably there to keep the boy from escaping, not stopping people getting to him.
It made sense to her.
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Tumbleton
Apr 27, 2015 5:49:09 GMT -5
via mobile
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 5:49:09 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me," nick said. "Good luck sis, I'll be here when you need me."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 27, 2015 8:26:06 GMT -5
Robyn smiled at him and entered the sept,even though she was not doing anything wrong, she wanted to keep as low profile as possible.
She looked to see what direction the guards were facing, allegations armour they had on. How close they were to the boy.
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