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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 17, 2015 20:09:17 GMT -5
The Prince's host, which would make for the Shadow Tower.
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 20:13:26 GMT -5
Finally she caught up with her friends. As usually no rest for the weary, she arrives when it seems like they're getting ready to go off again.
"Bloody hells, don't you people ever take a break", she smiled.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2015 20:18:52 GMT -5
"Never," her brother Owen said. "Breaks are for wagons, not Northmen." He grinned. "Where the hell have you been?"
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 20:26:25 GMT -5
"Owen....", she smiled and hugged him,"You know me... Here and there." Raven wasn't about to tell him exactly what she was doing.
"How are you", she asked. "Sorry I missed beating up on you at the festival."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2015 20:36:06 GMT -5
"Oh we are all right. Back to the Shadow Tower to fight dead men now is the word,@ he said. "Then to Castle fucking Black."
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 20:40:51 GMT -5
"Back to Shadow Tower?" Obviously she missed that mission while lollygagging in White Harbor.
Sighing,"Now we fight dead men... I rather prefer slicing up the living myself."
"How is father?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2015 20:52:20 GMT -5
"Running around here somewhere, ornery bastard. Got some western knights too, Banefort men I hear. Strange lord, him." Owen shrugs. "But the numbers will be good in a fight."
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 21:06:45 GMT -5
Raven laughed,"I'll find him later then.. Let him terrorize the others for a while."
When Owen mentioned the Lord, Raven's face went flush for a second. "Baneford, you say",She sighed with a chuckle,"Guess we really must be in a pickle to have those bastards here."
"More bodies for the pile than ours is better, I guess."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2015 21:07:40 GMT -5
"Not this time,@ Owen said grimly. "This time the fucking bodies move."
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 21:10:43 GMT -5
Raven shook her head,"Fucking hate this..."
"Can't we just go someplace warm and get a drink", she asked in a joking manner. "I'd really rather go do that.."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2015 21:21:52 GMT -5
"After this I'm going to adorns and buying one of those burnt out holdfasts that Bryce left behind. I bet Pronce Arthur could use a loyal hand," he said, only half joking.
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 17, 2015 21:23:49 GMT -5
"Well.. After all this, I plan to marry", she looked at her brother with a grin. "Hopefully I can find a good, straping Northern husband to keep me warm."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2015 4:18:52 GMT -5
"Well you'll find one. We are tall and strapping g people as a whole," he said.
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Post by Raven Umber on Aug 18, 2015 9:09:36 GMT -5
"Well you'll find one. We are tall and strapping g people as a whole," he said. Shoving him playfully,"The ornery one is supposed to be finding me one, as a matter of fact." "But I think that may wait until after we're done with... All of this, I guess."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2015 11:06:48 GMT -5
"Best make sure your husband is alive and not just a walking corpse," he said jokingly. "Would be an awkward ceremony I think."
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