Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Jan 31, 2016 19:19:06 GMT -5
"We'll have to fashion one into Dayne's gravemarker, with his city the tomb." he stated, with conviction and a razor thin smile, bidding the ambassador adieu.
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Karyl Crowl
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Jan 31, 2016 19:21:13 GMT -5
Crowl is around somewhere, lazing about in the heat somewhere trying to keep cool.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jan 31, 2016 19:43:05 GMT -5
Robyn Stark entered the room with no fanfare, dressed in black leather trousers and a grey shirt, of course. If the rumours were to be believed a huge, full grown Direwolf should have followed her, but she was alone as she entered.
If anything the Lady of the North was even prettier than she had been four years ago, in her early twenties and just entering her prime, her face was less soft, her cheekbones more pronounced and her dark grey eyes more focused. It seemed the past four years had been kind to her.
She approached the Crowl when she did and sat next to him by the pool. She spotted Amelia and frowned before looking away. "We're here to fight a war and the Ironborn are already insulting us by showing off someone who betrayed us. How nice." her tone was more light and conversational than really annoyed.
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Jan 31, 2016 19:48:44 GMT -5
"The Ironborn love showing off their prizes, both to allies and to enemies." Crowl says shrugging off her presence splashing himself with more water. He was as was often the case when in the east, shirtless and showing off his vast collections of scars and burns. "Chances are she wants to show off herself as untouchable and not here because Greyjoy wants her here."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jan 31, 2016 19:55:41 GMT -5
Robyn shrugged, not caring enough o give her any more consideration, the incidents of a couple of years ago flashed through her mind and she frowned. Typical.
She looked at The Crowl and grinned at his distress, "Even after all the times we have been east, you still can't take the heat. Good job we live where we live. Excited to finally be dealing with Dayne?"
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Jan 31, 2016 20:11:36 GMT -5
"Dayne never bothered me any, just another person that needs to die. I'm sure there are quite a few out there that we don't even know about yet."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Feb 1, 2016 11:45:55 GMT -5
"More than a few are around, I suspect," he said. "A tale this tall shouldn't need any exaggeration, but I suspect it will get the treatment all deeds get eventually." "That's no bad thing. We need such tales to inspire future heroes, and the deeds we'll do soon deserve to be remembered for thousands of years. I won't complain if my own actions are exaggerated." Ragnar glanced around before asking "Do we have a weak link here?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Feb 1, 2016 12:33:09 GMT -5
Cedric shrugged. "If you had to pick one, what would it be?" he asked. "I'd look at a host like this as a suit of chain mail; one weak link can be reinforced by the others," he said. "If we even have one."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 1, 2016 12:36:52 GMT -5
"Dayne never bothered me any, just another person that needs to die. I'm sure there are quite a few out there that we don't even know about yet." "Frances Dayne never bothered you any?" Robyn asked incredously, then shrugged and leant back against the wall, observing the others.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Feb 1, 2016 13:13:50 GMT -5
Cedric shrugged. "If you had to pick one, what would it be?" he asked. "I'd look at a host like this as a suit of chain mail; one weak link can be reinforced by the others," he said. "If we even have one." "That's true, yet still I wonder. Personally, I'm a little concerned about the Lady Nina and her people. Even in the Iron Islands we know how Dorne suffered greatly only a few years ago. Then again, so did my own people."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 1, 2016 13:15:52 GMT -5
As Killion ended his conversation with the Braavosi ambassador, he noted Princess Robyn's arrival, making a beeline for her and the oddly shirtless Crowl.
"Do my eyes deceive me or has Princess Robyn Stark, Lady of the North, graced us with her presence?" he asked, his tone sardonic, feigning mock awe. He circled her like a shark, roaming blue-grey eyes inspecting her. "But it cannot be, for she does not appear wounded, bedridden, or presumed dead in a magical explosion of epic proportions."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Feb 1, 2016 13:17:11 GMT -5
Cedric shrugged. "With Symon leading them I suspect they will acquit themselves well enough. This bitter land we are heading to more closely matches their terrain than ours," he said. "And they have much to be bitter at a Dayne for," he noted.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 1, 2016 13:28:11 GMT -5
"Sorry to disappoint you, I know you can only feel my equal with me being near mortally wounded, but try and hold it together as best you can, for the sake of your men's morale." She replied, standing up now, impressed with how he could circle her when she was leaning against a wall, these Ironborn. "The trip over was sadly uneventful, so you have the rare honour of seeing me at full health."
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Post by Kurts on Feb 1, 2016 13:49:14 GMT -5
Clearly walls are of no consequence to a godslayer.
"Disappointment is hardly the word for it. It warms the heart to see you fighting fit for once." he replied with a smirk and licentious glint in his eyes that mad it clear he was more concerned with her fitness for other activities and that his heart was certainly not the most concerned party. "I see the years have done little to dull that sharp tongue of yours. I am certain things will become eventful soon enough."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Feb 1, 2016 13:57:21 GMT -5
"Of course they will," Robyn replied, "All these egos in one room, coming together to fight a common enemy. Beautiful isn't it? Makes you almost wonder what would have happened if when we were still the Seven Kingdoms we could put our differences aside rather than be at one anothers throats, but then none of us would be here now. How us your family?" Like with their previous meetings, Killions looks bounced off her like, something bouncy hitting something not bouncy.
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