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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 21:06:13 GMT -5
"Now you're taking advantage of me," she said. "Rather cruel to play such a prank on someone you rescued from a sorcerer."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 1, 2015 21:08:46 GMT -5
"Not a prank, Naomi," Benjen said, shaking his head. "We didn't kill her, likely impossible, but we did manage to... destroy her host body and banish her."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 21:09:25 GMT -5
"Fascinating." She looks about. "I'm heading to the red Keep for some dinner. Are you hungry?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 1, 2015 21:12:29 GMT -5
"I will never say no do dinner," Benjen said with a broad smile, holding out his arm for her.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 21:22:50 GMT -5
She takes it. As they enter the Red Keep, Benjen sees repairs being done. "I was sorry to hear about your family troubles, by the way. War has hurt everyone so badly."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 15:07:55 GMT -5
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A giant green lizard lands in the Dragonpit, as most of the refugees have moved to vacant homes in the city. The remaining Baratheons have decreed any who claim a home whose occupants are known dead may live there, in an effort to stem the flood of homelessness and desperation.
The dragon is emerald in color, glossy, and about sixty five meters in length. It's rider hops off, clad in red armor.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 2, 2015 15:16:27 GMT -5
When word of a dragon above King's Landing went out, Benjen swiftly made his way to the dragonpit. He wore black, as was usual, a sword at his hip. He approached the rider, eyes on the dragon. He'd never seen one of creatures before and being close to one was... truly awesome.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 15:23:03 GMT -5
The rider takes her helmet off. She has long hair tied into a ponytail to fly in, and red-violet eyes. She is medium height and her hair is uncharacteristic ally chestnut brown, strange for a full blood Targaryen. Her spear is nine feet long and tipped with some sort of red-tinted steel. She smiles. "Prince Venjen, then?" She nods her head. "I'm Cassana Targaryen."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 2, 2015 15:27:59 GMT -5
Benjen takes his eyes off the dragon and looks at the dragon, her dazzling smile making him smile. It was very cheesy.
"Princess Cassana, a pleasure to meet you. I am Benjen Stark," He said, extending his hand.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 15:37:28 GMT -5
Naomi Baratheon, Lord Walter Arryn, and a few dozen other nobles are about watching the scene. The princess doesn't look overly pleased, not that the hopeless romantic prince would ever notice. Cassana shakes his hand after a second, it not being a big eastern tradition. "This is Rhaegys," she said. "She isn't very sociable, I'm afraid."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 2, 2015 15:46:17 GMT -5
"A sociable dragon sounds somewhere frightening," Benjen said with a chuckle, briefly eying the beast again. "But please, we have rooms for you at the Red Keep. Will... uh, Rhaegys be alright here by herself?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 15:49:02 GMT -5
Cassana looks at her, then at Ben, then at her, then at Ben... "You don't think someone would try to steal her, do you?" she asked. You can assume she's being a bit smartass.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 2, 2015 15:51:37 GMT -5
"I don't know about you, but I think that one over there," He nods to a random onlooker, "looks like he's about to try and mount Rhaegys." He grinned. "King's Landing did however recently get burned down so I just wanted to reassure."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 15:59:39 GMT -5
Cassana looks faintly amused, but then frowns. "Yes, what happened here? Not Drogon, surely?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 2, 2015 16:02:51 GMT -5
"No, fortunately not," Benjen said, shaking his head. He began to lead the way to the Red Keep. "Bryce Dayne and a lot of Wildfire happened. King's Landing has seen far too much horror in such a short time."
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