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Post by Ser Pounce on May 31, 2015 9:28:39 GMT -5
"Aye, tis true enough. What happened at King's Landing? Did Prince Stark win the battle?"
The rabbit tastes pretty good.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 31, 2015 10:22:07 GMT -5
A man with scruffy looking auburn hair came and sat with him, "A' Kings Landing? Naw no winnuh. War' o'er now, dow, men are headin' home." he looked at Remmy, "Me fam'ly is from Fieldin' lemme travel wid ya and I'll hel' ke' ya safe."
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Post by Ser Pounce on May 31, 2015 10:30:58 GMT -5
"Huh well then, that Bert Stark a good one. Seen him meself one time." One mad said with a mouth ful of rabbit.
"You fuckin' idiot, its Benton Stark, get it right."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 31, 2015 10:35:28 GMT -5
"s'Benyon" trout confirmed in a knowing tone. "Don' giv much o' a fuck who 'e is now. I ain' leaving 'ome again for shi' fo' a lon' lon' time. Spare an' food for a war 'ero?"
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 10:44:07 GMT -5
Remmy just looks at the new man with a open mouth. He didn't understand half the words the man was saying. He looks imploringly at the others while he ate the rabbit "um, sorry, didn't catch all that? You're from Fielding then? How far away is it?"
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Post by Ser Pounce on May 31, 2015 10:49:56 GMT -5
"War heroes ought to be havin' some spoils from the battle eh?" One man said, "Piss off."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 31, 2015 10:50:47 GMT -5
"Few days" he said, both words fortunately not impacted by his thick accent. "Take me wif you an' I'll hel' protect you on the road" he reiterated, clearly straining to speak more clearly.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 10:59:51 GMT -5
"Few days" he said, both words fortunately not impacted by his thick accent. "Take me wif you an' I'll hel' protect you on the road" he reiterated, clearly straining to speak more clearly. "Sounds fine then. Though... Do you know if Dackson is still in the village? I'm looking for him after all, or his children.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 31, 2015 11:08:28 GMT -5
Trout narrowed his eyes minutely and paused, "Oh! Dackson' Was a year ago" he said after seemingly racked his brains.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 11:30:03 GMT -5
"Was? How do you mean?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 31, 2015 11:34:34 GMT -5
"I aint bee' back since. Been a war on, didn' ya know?" he replied with a harsh laugh.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 21:13:51 GMT -5
The man nods along with whatever he was saying. Least he knew a little bit about the stranger now, and if they were going the same way... well that would work out. "Well I have no objections to travelling together. Once the rain clears up, we should be good."
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Post by Ser Pounce on May 31, 2015 21:51:57 GMT -5
There conversation was noted by a man that looked like a hunter and the one that had brought in the rabbits. He looks at the two suspiciously.
The rain lets up later in the evening but the ground is a muddy mess which will make the going slow.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 22:06:10 GMT -5
Remmy figured they might as well set out when they can. He didn't like suspicious looks. He saddles up Chuckles and waits for his new traveling companion.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 1, 2015 18:57:41 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I thought I had got this!
Trout comes out of the hall some time later, with a messenger bag and a covered sword at his hip, clearly only covered from the rain.
He greets remmy in more garbled common tongue, then jumps onto the back of his horse with surprising grace.
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