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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 20:57:48 GMT -5
Ellaria frowned. "And Eliza's death, yes. Unfortunate, but I never met her, honestly. Nick never mentioned her while we were together, either." She looked him over. "I hope you healed up all right. Cedric knows he is strictly forbidden from anything of the sort here."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 20:59:44 GMT -5
A look of bitterness came over Benjen's face and he quickly drank some wine to make it go away. "I wouldn't want to face the man with Dawn in his hands." He sighed and shook his head. "I need to speak with Nick, about Eliza. And the sword."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:03:26 GMT -5
Ellaria shrugs. "I haven't seen him in ages. I'm sure you can guess why," she said. "Your sister and him are rather close, though."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 21:07:21 GMT -5
Benjen nodded, closing his eyes for a moment while the bad thoughts passed. "Where is that husband of yours then? I believe and I need to get drunk together." He raised his cup. "As you know that is what us men do best. Drink and fight." He shook his head and laughed. "I'm sounding more and more like Kal."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:10:21 GMT -5
Ellaria went to answer when Symon enters. He's six foot one or so and good looking in a Dornish way; black hair and dark skin matching brown eyes. "Ellaria? Who -" she replies.
"Prince Benjen Stark, this is Ser Symon Allyrion," she said, rising. "Play nice, boys," she says, going off to Meera's tent.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 21:13:15 GMT -5
"Allyrion," Benjen says, pulling a chair out with his foot for the man to sit, while pouring two cups of wine. "I've been looking forward to this," He said with a slightly wolfish smile.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:16:31 GMT -5
Symon looks confused. "Really, now? I had thought us members of the Order would be on your...unpleasant list," he said. "But it is nice meeting you too."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 21:20:03 GMT -5
"We have a common enemy, just different ways of going about trying to fight him," Benjen said, raising his cup. "But no, I meant more that I have been looking forward to meeting the man who married Ellaria. She is one of my closest friends."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:21:52 GMT -5
Symon nodded. "I've heard much of you," he confesses. "Long history and all that." He thinks. "Cedric said you fight better than any Westerosi he's gone against. High praise from him."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 21:24:01 GMT -5
"He'd not enjoy going up against Lord Stark then," Benjen responded. "Or the Crowl, though he is barely human." He drank from his cup and studied Symon. "What is your role, among the Order?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:32:47 GMT -5
"I'm a field commander," he said. "Scouting, boring sieges too mundane for Cedric," he laughed, "the like. I do keep hearing of this Crowl and Lord Kalvin. They sound utterly fascinating. Does he really use no sword, and just armored fists, this Crowl?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 19, 2015 21:36:55 GMT -5
"The most boring jobs are often among the most important," Benjen commented. "And yes, he does, though it's... not something anyone should wish to see. I saw the Crowl beat a man to death then rip his heart out. The man is a horror."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 19, 2015 21:53:06 GMT -5
"The tools we use," Symon mused. "Much like Vhagusand used to break the siege of Qarth." He frowned. "Good men and women died there."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 20, 2015 5:56:39 GMT -5
"The magic he utilized was certainly impressive..." Benjen said, looking up at Symon. "Men and women always die in war but they must not be forgotten. I never quite got the right answer from Eliza," He began drinking from his cup. "Do you wish only the flying lizards harm or the Targaryens as well?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 20, 2015 6:52:46 GMT -5
"If we come for the lizards, we find it likely the humans will seek to stop us," Symon said. "Vhagus is the only one whose death we seek specifically."
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