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Post by Marlow on Aug 7, 2015 16:21:34 GMT -5
Harwyn Goodbrother and the men and ships assigned to him sail for the Iron Islands, deciding to swing by Lannisport first to get a bit of scouting done.
[Naval Command- 65. Nothing else.]
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 7, 2015 16:35:40 GMT -5
The lord may have technically been pardoned, but his ships are met by two galleons and four corsairs. It is clear he is not wanted.
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Post by Marlow on Aug 7, 2015 16:37:13 GMT -5
Harwyn clearly doesn't intend to linger. Unless intercepted, they sail on to the Iron Islands to speak with the king.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 8, 2015 8:47:22 GMT -5
He arrives to Pyke in due time.
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Post by Marlow on Aug 8, 2015 10:09:57 GMT -5
Docking and spending a few minutes sharing a tale with one of the men he recognized at the docks, Harwyn soon continues on to the castle of Pyke, seeking out his audience with the king.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 8, 2015 14:46:26 GMT -5
King Euric is seated on his throne, salt wives and thralls and more about. "Goodbrother," he said. "You've been really fucking busy, I hear."
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Post by Marlow on Aug 8, 2015 15:07:02 GMT -5
Harwyn grinned at his king, giving a slight shrug. "Keeping life interesting, my king. Shouldn't we all be so lucky? Prince Killion sends me here to ask if you know more about Redwyne."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 8, 2015 15:52:56 GMT -5
Euric frowned. "I think we'd found of of our fucking ships he stole, but the damn thing is too big. I sent fucking Farwynd out to find it but he hasn't come back yet."
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Post by Marlow on Aug 8, 2015 19:58:11 GMT -5
"Hopefully he will return soon. Sounds like things are getting uncomfortable in the east, a shame Redwyne can't bother the North or Reach instead."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 8, 2015 20:55:21 GMT -5
"Well, imagine why he picked us," Euric muttered. "Fucking Dayne can suck my cock; we'll have a fleet for him fucking quick I promise. If it weren;t for this sad Arbor zombie we'd already have enslaved the whole fucking city. But," and his expression becomes more serious, "with the North building a fleet and everyone else buying them, splitting our forces is more important and less intelligent than ever."
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Post by Marlow on Aug 9, 2015 0:19:12 GMT -5
"A good thing we have the finest captains in the world leading our fleets, then. No battle will be easy for our enemies, no matter how split we may be. When this is all settled, we'll be known next to the Valyrian empire."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 9, 2015 9:30:23 GMT -5
Euric looked to Harwyn. "I suppose we'll see. I don't plan on getting annihilated by volcanoes and tidal waves but we will not go down quietly," he assured him.
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Post by Marlow on Aug 9, 2015 18:28:48 GMT -5
Harwyn gave a small nod in return. "If there is nothing you wish of me, I believe Killion wants me back at Tyrosh immediately."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 9, 2015 18:31:33 GMT -5
"That was a long trip for that," Euric said. "Couldn't you have sent a fuckin' raven?"
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Post by Marlow on Aug 9, 2015 18:36:27 GMT -5
"Didn't have a maester handy on my ship and don't think they would have let me dock anywhere on Westeros to send one, nor would I rob you of the pleasure of my company, my king." Harwyn smiles at Euric, half expecting the man to order him killed.
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