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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 13:06:54 GMT -5
The tent of Walter Arryn, Lord of the Eyrie.
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The Camp of the Riverlanders
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 13:10:46 GMT -5
Robyn came to meet with Lord Walter, whom she wished to catch up with. She had changed dresses from the one she fought in and had gone drinking of Brandon Marbrand in. It was a much prettier dress, though it was all of the same to her, though this one would be impossible to fight in.
She patiently waited to be allowed in... or not.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 13:12:18 GMT -5
Walter doesn't bother with guards specifically at his tent, and the flap is wide open. He rises when he sees her. "Robyn!" He stops a second. "You look fantastic!" He seems to have been reading something.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 13:24:05 GMT -5
"Thank you," she said looking down herself, and swishing the skirts about a bit, "I do not think you have ever seen me in a dress. I hope you're not disappointed," she says and goes to hug him, not bothering if it could be seen as inappropriate. She and Walter had a shared history.
"I hope i am not disturbing you though, I can come back"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 13:35:27 GMT -5
"Oh, please, rescue me from these boring account ledgers!" he begged. "My maester is trying to teach me multi...pliccordion or something like that. Useless." He hugs her back. "Don't tell me you've become a socialite now?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 13:48:12 GMT -5
"of course not" she scoffed, grinning, and waving off the comment as if it were ridiculous, "What is multi plichordia? It's not contagious is it?" she joked. She was hilarious.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 13:50:50 GMT -5
Walter laughs. "Well, that's good to hear. I was afraid you'd start writing poems and sewing," he said. "What have you been doing, anyway? I've been moving around the Vale, rebuilding, so I haven't had much word of the outside world."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 13:56:19 GMT -5
"I am sure you are doing a great job, I will have to come and see all the progress you have made" she smiled, "I have been to Meereen with Benjen, it was alright, Big. Have you ever left Westeros?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 14:13:51 GMT -5
"I was in the Disputed Lands a few years, before my uncle rebelled," he said. "Wanted to try making my own way Cannot say it sat right with me, how they treat people over there." He shook his head. "Meereen? That sounds incredible....land of the Targaryens and pyramids and all. Is it all real?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 14:19:20 GMT -5
"I can confirm it is, the Pyramids are very impressive, though they take on a much more sombre feel when you get told how many people died to make them... it is not at all worth it." she shook her head, "what are the disputed lands like? I forget you were well travelled after squiring for Lord Corbray"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 14:36:32 GMT -5
"It's like the Reach if we never stopped fighting Rycherd Tyrell," Walter said. "Good farmlands, turned copper with blood and white with bone. It's horrifying, the things the Free Cities do to expand their little fiefdoms. Much of it is fallow now, or blighted because of all the salt that's been spilled." He frowned. "Progress has a cost, but none so high as projects of vanity," he said. "I think I read that once."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 14:41:28 GMT -5
"And here I thought you were deep and thoughtful"she teased and took a seat, "It does not sound like a place I would like to go, That kind of thing makes you grow up fast. How are your family? Has your... cousin... forgiven me for shooting her with an arrow. My aim is much better now:"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 14:45:58 GMT -5
"She is fine," he said. "I think she understood it was purely accidental. If not, she can get over it," he winked. "I wish I were deep, but I would like to think now and again I can be thoughtful." He said softly. "The rest of the family is fine. It's been a long year, but times will get better. They have already improved immeasurably."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 14:51:54 GMT -5
"Well then, I am sure the Vale will return quickly to it's majesty, still wish I could have seen it in it's prime." she thouht back to Fillmore Corbray, as she often did in quiet moments, and how he told her he would show her the vale he knew and loved, not a warzone... a promise he can no longer keep, "I bet it's beautiful."
She seemed to come back to herself, and smiled, "I am sure you are all thought and consideration. How is trade in Gulltown, I know Amelia Royce has her claws in it, how is she doing there?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 15:08:19 GMT -5
Walter nods. "It will return to its prime and then you'll be shocked at how it looks," he vowed. "There is nowhere like the mountains and lakes and rivers of the Vale. And Gulltown is thriving with Lady Amelia's husband bringing in trade ships by the hundred. The crime lords are strong but we will hash them out soon."
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