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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 12:47:00 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 12:47:00 GMT -5
She lets her vision move on, and she sees the young lady of Starfall overlooking a fleet docked in the port below. It has perhaps thirty vessels. Men are disembarking, carrying stone and wood and materials for building, as the masons and smiths craft weapons and rebuild the walls of the keep.
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 12:54:19 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 12:54:19 GMT -5
Amelia watches Ellaria for a moment before returning back to her body. She rises and looks to her husband with a shake of her head. "That fool Arthur Martell is friendly with the Order. One of their knights is at Starfall. I suggest you send someone to keep a very close eye on the young prince of Dorne."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 12:57:59 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 12:57:59 GMT -5
"Me?" Denys whispered. "Why I already have someone rather close to Dorne." He stretches. "That's why I knew where to direct you. Arthur is in talks with them for weapons and a secure supply of hard currency."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:02:09 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 13:02:09 GMT -5
"So now they are not just sellswords but traders," Amelia mused. "I feel like maybe I should have a talk with these people. This Reed woman sounds interesting."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:03:18 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 13:03:18 GMT -5
"I told you they weren't overly threatening. But," he laughed, "to me they are competition. They have much gold and silver from their Sothoryos mines."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:06:56 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 13:06:56 GMT -5
"Competition strengthens the market, no?" Amelia asked, turning to a window and looking out. "I will return to Westeros then, once Faeron has arrived and we have... dealt with things. I think I want to see the Wall."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:10:34 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 13:10:34 GMT -5
"I cannot recommend that," Denys said. "The men of Eastwatch are not what they once were. I've heard your old dear friend Kalvin plans on investigating them for himself. And no merchant wants a competitor that has twelve thousand men to back its product."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:13:36 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 13:13:36 GMT -5
"There is something beyond the Wall, I know it," Amelia told Denys. "Surely Castle Black can still be trusted? The Lord Commander?" She poured herself some more wine and drank from it. "As for the Order, well, a partnership maybe? I am sure they would rather not be in competition with Braavos' richest man."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:44:38 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 13:44:38 GMT -5
"Perhaps a partnership," he said. "I shall have to talk to them myself." He sighs. "I doubt your lord commander is any better. But if you want to go take some real fighters with you. Those men aren't up there for being innocent, on the whole." And some of the exiled Reachmen were probably rather handsome, he left unsaid.
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 13:47:03 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 13:47:03 GMT -5
"Oh, I wouldn't have dreamed of going there by myself," Amelia stated. "I think I would like to go for a trip along the canals. I hope Lisenya isn't asleep yet - she is supposed to be my guard." She clapped for some servants before slipping into a large white fur coat, making her way to the mirror again.
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 14:01:44 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 14:01:44 GMT -5
The mirror still has her refleciton when she walks into it, and it vanishes when she walks away. MAGIC! Denys nods. "Do you want me to come along? I know many fine places."
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 14:03:48 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 14:03:48 GMT -5
Amelia utilizes this magical device to apply some makeup - heavy again - before placing a tiara in her hair. "I leave that up to you, husband," She says, finishing the touches of lipstick.
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 14:08:03 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 14:08:03 GMT -5
Denys rises. "Then a date it is. I hope you like seafood." He dresses.
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 14:14:51 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 14, 2015 14:14:51 GMT -5
Ami swiftly puts on an inordinate amount of jewellery (perfect for a date) before slipping into some six inch silver heels. "I adore eating anything that comes from the ocean!"
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Braavos
Jul 14, 2015 14:21:20 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 14, 2015 14:21:20 GMT -5
"Hopefully that doesn't include Ironborn," Denys quips as they leave for a restaurant of unparalleled quality, known as the Mother of Pearls.
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