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Post by Amelia Royce on May 7, 2015 9:30:11 GMT -5
The harbour of Gulltown.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 10, 2015 9:20:48 GMT -5
A dozen ships enter the harbor with the flags of the Sealord and the Exile's personal standard.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 10, 2015 9:31:00 GMT -5
Amelia is there to personally meet them with a contingent of guards, Lisenya by her side. She waits to see who steps off to greet her.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 10, 2015 9:46:47 GMT -5
Her husband is there. Dozens of Westerosi sellswords are on the ships, and he hops off the vessel and loses his balance a moment while he gains his land legs. "I brought those rebuilding materials we talked about," he said, inspecting the ruined city with a critical eye. "And gold for a new watch." He lifts his wife up and kisses her.
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 14:39:41 GMT -5
Amelia smiles at her husband. "Thank you Denys, you are truly a man worth loving. You arrive in good time as well, as the criminals in this city are truly starting to vex me." She pouted. "I had to burn a bunch of them to cinders."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 14:44:03 GMT -5
"Fascinating," he says. "Literal cinders?" His men look about. "Where do we start?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 14:57:01 GMT -5
"Literal cinders," Ami confirmed with a proud smile. "The slums. There are too many poor and destitute, too many women being forced into careers that I cannot approve of. We will also need to root out those of the watch that took bribes and make an example of them."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 14:59:59 GMT -5
"Souunds enthralling," he said. "You need a new uniform for the watch. Sometimes the clothes really do make the man." Denys looks about. "You might want to find some out of town swords, too. But, let's go christen this castle of yours."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:06:12 GMT -5
"I doubt there are many men left here in the region who can lend their swords," Amelia informed him as they made their way to the keep. "Oh, there is a man here in the city I am having trouble tracking down. His name is Red and he forced me to do some unsavory things."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 15:10:27 GMT -5
"Unsavory?" Denys frowns. "The Vale and the North should have plenty of unemployed swordsmen once Dayne is killed, right?" He looks to his own thirty. "I fear mine are bodyguards not watchmen. But gold will find anyone, eventually. There's always Mareth if you need a man killed properly."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:16:37 GMT -5
"Mareth, hmm? Tell me more of him," Ami responded. "It will still be a while until the men of the Vale return but I am sure some will be employable."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 15:19:46 GMT -5
"Grim, brutal, skilled. Much like your ex lover Lord Stark, I think. With fewer positive qualities. But he is also available." Denys nods. "If a man needs killing he has only failed once."
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:22:21 GMT -5
"Bryce Dayne or Vhagus?" Amelia asked, unable to think of any other man impossible to assassinate. "I believe Mareth can bring me Red. Alive, however - I promised the man I would take his hands." She looked at him. "He made me strip."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 15:28:22 GMT -5
"Some Snow or some such. Couldn't find him. Would have killed him if he had." His face darkens. "He did what now?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on May 12, 2015 15:37:05 GMT -5
Amelia nodded. "I believe he was planning for me to work in a brothel, but I got away. Then I set a trap for him with the help of a maester named Ray. He has been looking after the poor of Gulltown."
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