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Wyl
Apr 29, 2015 17:53:53 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 29, 2015 17:53:53 GMT -5
"I do," he said. "He is upstairs nursing a wound from bandits, who I suspect answered to Frances Dayne. He's not as...horrible a person as me."
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Wyl
Apr 29, 2015 18:01:18 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 29, 2015 18:01:18 GMT -5
Benjen nodded. "Perhaps a suitable match can be found for him, once this is all over. Now, I cannot get trapped between two armies and Bryce Dayne is marching swiftly."
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Wyl
Apr 29, 2015 18:05:00 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 29, 2015 18:05:00 GMT -5
Lord Daemon nods. "I have fifteen hundred men not needed for garrison. Good luck, Prince Benjen." The implication in that last sentence is clear.
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Wyl
Apr 29, 2015 18:18:12 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 29, 2015 18:18:12 GMT -5
"Thank you, Lord Daemon," Benjen said, rising and extending his hand to the man. "I will see to it that justice finds Bryce Dayne."
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