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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 2, 2015 14:19:11 GMT -5
"Could you turn your back?" She asked. "I'd be ashamed for you to see me undressed. I must be filthy."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 14:26:04 GMT -5
"I was planning on leaving," he said with a laugh. "I'm not a pervert. Here's a wash rag and water too."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 2, 2015 14:37:12 GMT -5
"Thank you." She gave him the hint of a smile.
When he was gone she crouched low, undressed quickly and washed as best she could, first her face and hands then the sweatiest portions of her anatomy. Afterwards she dressed as quickly as she could and stepped outside the coach.
"Let's eat."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 14:54:42 GMT -5
They walk into a farmer's restaurant (doubt it is a old word but I don't car). Olyvar gets a huge rack of lamb ribs and potatoes and greens.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 2, 2015 14:59:31 GMT -5
Morgan chose chicken instead of lamb. "Could we have some wine please?" She asked. "Red if possible."
She wondered how she was ever to pay Olyvar back for his kindness.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 12, 2015 16:26:54 GMT -5
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Uhtred arrives, relatively clean and armored, there to answer Hightowers call. He was less interested in the land and gold than the possibility of investigating the secrets of the Citadel.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 18:06:46 GMT -5
He is ushered into a waiting room with a dozen or so other men. A knight is taking down information. "Name and experience, Ser,"
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 12, 2015 18:57:21 GMT -5
Uhtred sizes him up before replying "Tim Stone. You want fights or years for experience?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 20:12:13 GMT -5
"Anything that'll convince me you're worth a good god damn." the man looks annoyed.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 12, 2015 20:23:31 GMT -5
Uhtred squints at the man before starting to speak in a impassioned cold voice "Been fighting since I was 11 on boats ad land. First big one was Myr's Point with the Braavosi where we faced the ironborn for 4 days. Fought in Tyrosh, Stepstones, Myr, in the next decade. Was with the Iron Titans before they wiped, fought in the pacification of the vale, and conquest of the Stepstones. Survived when the Ironborn decided to kill us all. Killed Draven the Blind myself, and was with Benjen Stark in his vanguard against Dayne. That enough for a good god damn for you son, or should I keep going?" He stares the man down
Intimidation 60
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 20:27:26 GMT -5
The knight shrugs. "Sure. Head on up to the next floor."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 12, 2015 20:30:08 GMT -5
Uhtred heads to the next floor then.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 20:31:58 GMT -5
He joins a few men. Uhtred sees the lady Arania seated on a throne, asking questions. His turn is called up. The young woman regards him coolly. "I remember you."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 12, 2015 20:37:18 GMT -5
"And I you. Though we both have changed names back and forth since then." Uhtred faced her solidly, feet spread wide and arms folded across chest
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 12, 2015 20:40:13 GMT -5
Arania nods. "Unfortunately. I heard you came across some misfortune. Even I never trusted the Ironborn. And," she smirks. "I once trusted everyone."
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