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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:16:05 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 9:16:05 GMT -5
"My royal cousins brought back the name to denote those of us of...impure lineage," Morgan said. "I'm more of an exile by choice rather than law. Raven. An interesting name. From the North, then?" "Impure linage", she chuckled at his delicate phrasing. "Just say bastard... It's not a word of destain, just fact." "And yes I am from the North, my father a Lord of the North, named me Raven. My mother a woman of his choosing hence my surname being Snow." "I was raised with my father's children loved by him, so being of impure lineage", she couldn't help but chuckle again,"was never a concern to me."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:18:12 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 9:18:12 GMT -5
"Oh," he said, "You misunderstand. My parents were wed, but the royals a generation back were so overwhelmed by false pretenders to the throne that any child born to a Targaryen who is not the king or queen is now called Blackfyre. So Prince Aeny's sons and daughters will all be Blackfyres." He shrugs. "Makes no sense to me either."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:22:53 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 9:22:53 GMT -5
"Oh," he said, "You misunderstand. My parents were wed, but the royals a generation back were so overwhelmed by false pretenders to the throne that any child born to a Targaryen who is not the king or queen is now called Blackfyre. So Prince Aeny's sons and daughters will all be Blackfyres." He shrugs. "Makes no sense to me either." "Ahh, I do stand corrected then, Morgan Blackfyre", nodding understanding him now. "You said you were headed home. Where is that exactly? If you do not mind my asking."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:24:43 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 9:24:43 GMT -5
"Sothoryos," he said. "I have friends there whose company I much prefer to my blood relatives. Family can be...a chore." He nods. "So I decided to go find my own."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:40:05 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 9:40:05 GMT -5
"Sothoryos," he said. "I have friends there whose company I much prefer to my blood relatives. Family can be...a chore." He nods. "So I decided to go find my own." "I can not say the same, save my father's wife, my family treated me fairly well. I also travel with a good group of companions." Really", she looked almost surprised at his answer. "What is it like there?"
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 9:52:51 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 9:52:51 GMT -5
"Disease ridden and dank and hot," he said. "But it is where the heart is, after all. Even if the animals there seek to devour me. I am a surgeon of sorts."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 10:08:27 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 10:08:27 GMT -5
"Disease ridden and dank and hot," he said. "But it is where the heart is, after all. Even if the animals there seek to devour me. I am a surgeon of sorts." "Disease ridden, dank and hot", Raven repeated. "No wonder it had not been a place of interest." "And you choose to be there", she asked.
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 10:32:34 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 10:32:34 GMT -5
"I've heard the North is much the same, only cold," he retorted. "Home doesn't need to be perfect."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 10:50:37 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 10:50:37 GMT -5
"I've heard the North is much the same, only cold," he retorted. "Home doesn't need to be perfect." "It's not all that way, especially when the sun shines", she smiled, remembering,"particularly in the mornings. New sun, dew on the grass... My father used to take me on a hunt on those days."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:00:19 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 11:00:19 GMT -5
"Not anymore?" Morgan asked curiously.
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:06:42 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 11:06:42 GMT -5
She shook her head, looking into her glass,"No, unfortunately I have not seen my father in a good number of years now."
"When you chose to follow your future King, other things are left behind."
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:27:57 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 11:27:57 GMT -5
Morgan chuckles. "When you choose to abandon your present one, it makes life much more interesting," he said. "Well, I wish you luck in your battles to come. In this city and the others," he rises.
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:31:49 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 11:31:49 GMT -5
She rises"Same to you... As I am sure I may not see you again.."
"Be careful in your endeavors with your hot, fall and disease ridden adventures.", Raven grinned.
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:35:39 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2015 11:35:39 GMT -5
Morgan smiles and heads out, followed by a lady who smirks at the northwoman as she leaves. The bar is still rowdy and the fights are still going.
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The Pit
Jul 16, 2015 11:39:36 GMT -5
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Post by Raven Umber on Jul 16, 2015 11:39:36 GMT -5
Morgan smiles and heads out, followed by a lady who smirks at the northwoman as she leaves. The bar is still rowdy and the fights are still going. Raven watched him depart, but stared at the woman as she to her seat again. "Curious", she said as she finished the second glass of wine. She almost had the thought to follow them but that's not why she was there. Raven watched another bout and decided to try her luck with the bruts. She made her way too who she thought was on charge,"I want in", she stared, slamming down a small bag of coin.
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