Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 17:16:42 GMT -5
"If only." he echoed. "Though it would make the victory far less satisfying without the challenge."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 17, 2016 19:06:45 GMT -5
"Aye, that it would." Harwyn takes a long drink before sighing. "Still, feeding his corpse to the crocodile would be more than enough satisfaction for me. We've lost too many friends to him already. How have our men faired with you and the Northern forces? For some reason, I doubt you only lost a few hundred."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 19:35:49 GMT -5
"Almost four thousand Ironborn dead for this spit of beach." Killion replied, fingers tapping Nightfall's moonstone pommel, still staring at the city. "Northern host lost a third its strength."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 17, 2016 19:52:54 GMT -5
Harwyn's response is another long drink, sitting in silence for several moments afterwards. "Even with your frisky cunt's magic, that many were lost? Frances can't just make anything easy, can he?"
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 20:18:03 GMT -5
"She was less effective than promised." he replied, coldly, after a long pause. "We'll pay him back in kind...and all those who call this fetering city home."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 17, 2016 20:38:30 GMT -5
Harwyn scoffed. "Northerners.. I look forward to seeing this city turned into rubble, and our dalliance here done with. Surprised they haven't sent some whelp to kill me yet for Karhold."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 20:46:14 GMT -5
"Wonders of moving up on the food chain, I suppose. Conquest brings power and power brings legitimacy." Killion remarked. "Remember at our first diplomatic meeting, the northern king scoffed when I offered to marry his daughter to seal an alliance, like I was beneath them. Offered me Amelia instead. Now, the latter is my salt wife and the kings and queens of the realm clamor marry their kin to ours and for our sons to mate with their daughters. Doubt they'll be coming for you."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 17, 2016 20:49:14 GMT -5
"Well, I wouldn't mind that princess coming for me, now that I think about it. She could probably stay, too." Harwyn grinned at Killion. "What good is a lord with an heir?"
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 21:04:57 GMT -5
"Don't think a man alive would mind such a fate." he laughed, breaking the tension their previous topic had left hanging in the air. "Aye, bout time you took a rock wife and sired yourself a few whelps. Have to think on the next generation of reavers."
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Post by Marlow on Feb 17, 2016 21:27:00 GMT -5
"If they're going to be anything like their father, you might want me to die childless, for the sake of your own kids."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 17, 2016 22:36:28 GMT -5
"Rough seas make strong sailors." he stated, turning from the view to favor his bannerman with a pointed glance.
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Post by Marlow on Feb 18, 2016 0:30:32 GMT -5
Harwyn smiles at his king, the perfect bannerman as always. "That's why we're the strongest. A little mutiny never did any harm, anyways.."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Feb 18, 2016 20:39:16 GMT -5
Quentyn enters the cabin without a knock, pulling off segments of his armor and tossing them on the deck. He pours himself a drink and drains it before speaking.
"Too fucking many dead," He says, before adding, "Your gracefulness."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 18, 2016 20:51:57 GMT -5
"What is dead may never die..." Killion replied, noting Quentyn's arrival, not finishing the familiar saying. They all knew out it ended. "The walls of Myr will come down soon enough and the sea will fill the breach."
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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Feb 18, 2016 20:57:43 GMT -5
"And once Myr is taken, and the next enemy picks a fight? Who will be left to tear down their walls? Fucking sieges. Ought to tear them all down, make fights fair."
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