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Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 3, 2015 18:05:12 GMT -5
Ooc: I meant here, autocorrect, oh well.
"From the look of your city, that does not necessarily mean near," she replied, smiling, looking at his hand for a moment before extending her own. "I am Robyn Stark, pleasure to meet you."
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Meereen
Jun 3, 2015 18:12:29 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 3, 2015 18:12:29 GMT -5
"Ah, the youngest daughter," he said, pleased with himself for remembering. He is six foot three or so with long black hair and a single purple eye, matched with a grey one. "It is nice to meet you as well. I hope the heat is not too burdensome."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 3, 2015 18:20:19 GMT -5
"It's terrible" she said but smiled, "I am surprised you know that way out here, the name yes," looking at his curious eyes, "this is an odd place to have a garden."
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Meereen
Jun 3, 2015 18:32:29 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 3, 2015 18:32:29 GMT -5
"Perfect place," he corrected. "Make life where there is none, color where there is only grey and yellow, smells where there is only ash and dust," he said. "I try to keep up with the royalty of the continent," he said. "And knowing my sister married your eldest brother made arrowing it down a bit easier."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 3, 2015 18:38:07 GMT -5
"Cassana is your sister then?" She asked rhetorically, looking at the plants, seeing his point. "A splash of green in a grey world, I like that, did you plant them, or do you tend them?"
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Meereen
Jun 3, 2015 19:03:32 GMT -5
Post by Ser Pounce on Jun 3, 2015 19:03:32 GMT -5
"Is he showing off his plants again?" A man with a rough voice asked from behind Robyn. He came over and handed Morgan a drink and seeing as he only had brought two he handed one over to Robyn. He had auburn hair but with flecks of silver in it and he didn't look so exotic as Morgan. He definitely had the features of a Riverlander from what Robyn could tell.
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Meereen
Jun 3, 2015 19:19:12 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 3, 2015 19:19:12 GMT -5
"Half sister," Morgan explained. "On our mother's side. I plant and tend them, it is something of a talent of mine. Life and all that." He turns to the new arrival. "Ethan, you shouold show more appreciation for the finer things in life. Surely you've not forgotten all your manners."
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Meereen
Jun 3, 2015 19:31:23 GMT -5
Post by Ser Pounce on Jun 3, 2015 19:31:23 GMT -5
He bowed, "Always been told I have been rough around the edges. Ethan Rivers at your service, my lady." He stood up straight with a playful smile in his face but then went to sit over on a bench.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 4, 2015 1:26:04 GMT -5
"That's nice to hear, I so often find myself in the company if people whose talent is death," she replied, looking at the new arrival. "Ethan rivers? How does a man from the riverlands come to live here?" She asked, "I am Robyn Stark," she took the drink, but did not take a sip, she wanted to, but she also knew her penchant for drinking a lot, and didn't want to start off on the wrong foot here.
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Post by Ser Pounce on Jun 4, 2015 3:01:18 GMT -5
"You'd probably want to hear more about Lord Morgan's plants than about my story" he replied from the bench. He got up after only a few moments of sitting, "I need a drink," he said with a sigh. "I'll go stir up trouble with one of the other Westerosi."
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Karyl Crowl
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Meereen
Jun 4, 2015 12:07:57 GMT -5
Post by Karyl Crowl on Jun 4, 2015 12:07:57 GMT -5
Crowl sits in the pool doing his best impersonation of a fish, except his head sticks out of the water as he watches everyone go about their business.
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Meereen
Jun 4, 2015 13:10:26 GMT -5
Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 4, 2015 13:10:26 GMT -5
"You'd probably want to hear more about Lord Morgan's plants than about my story" he replied from the bench. He got up after only a few moments of sitting, "I need a drink," he said with a sigh. "I'll go stir up trouble with one of the other Westerosi." "I am sure that is not true" she said, but smiled, "If it is trouble you want, I am sure Lord Crowl would oblige you, if i know him, he is likely still stooped in one of the pools. He likes a good drink too" she advised, and then looked back to Morgan. "what are these plants, that you grow?"
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Meereen
Jun 4, 2015 13:53:30 GMT -5
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 4, 2015 13:53:30 GMT -5
"Hibiscus," he said. "They are light and sweet and perfect for drinks in the heat." He points to a vase of red juice. "It is delicious, if you'd like a glass."
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Meereen
Jun 4, 2015 14:46:25 GMT -5
Post by Robyn Stark on Jun 4, 2015 14:46:25 GMT -5
"would you like to join me in a glass?" she asked, looking over to the vsse, she was terribly thirsty.
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Meereen
Jun 4, 2015 15:56:50 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jun 4, 2015 15:56:50 GMT -5
Morgan pours two and offers one. He sips at it. "I wish we had ice, but our trade routes to Ibb have been sealed for years now," he said.
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