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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 22:53:44 GMT -5
"Later, son. Of all the times you think on this..."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 22:55:56 GMT -5
"For the North, father," Benjen explained. "We need a strong alliance now. A very strong one."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 22:58:37 GMT -5
"Son," he uses in the tones reserved for few occasions. "Later. When we are thinking clearly." After a night of weird sex, alcohol, and bloodshed, then having Meghan Lannister die...the adrenaline leaves Benjen as suddenly as it had arisen.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 23:01:51 GMT -5
The Prince nods, looking back one last time at the spot on the ground. He fought back a yawn and rubbed his eyes. "Let us go."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 23:42:46 GMT -5
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Lord Robert enters the rooms of King Baratheon as soon as he gets the message. He kneels before him.
"My King, I am glad you returned safely, what may I do?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 23:53:30 GMT -5
"You may start by explaining wat the hell happened here, Lord Dondarrion." King Derek is in his early twenties, tall and powerful, but fidgety. "I hear stories the Ironborn kidnapped women and that Prince Stark turned into a blood monster and killed Meghan Lannister. Dammit what is happening here?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 23:55:43 GMT -5
"I wish I knew the answers to those questions, however issues back at Blackhaven caused me to be late. I have spoken with the northerners who say their king has said that the Ironborn did not capture the Highborn women but look as if they do not believe it." He says looking to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 0:04:23 GMT -5
Derek closes his eyes. "Rh'lorr grant me strength to see....very well, how are our men? Any injured?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 0:08:02 GMT -5
"From what I hear minimal casualties....and my men are fine." He says. "I was able to calm out camp from going crazy and perhaps starting a war." He says looking to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 0:11:10 GMT -5
"Excellent. I expect no less from one of my most experienced and stalwart lords. We shall continue organizing whilst I speak to King Terrence on this issue. It is most vexing..." Derek scowls. "So much for our meeting."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 0:13:20 GMT -5
He nods. "This does bring dark times, However the night is dark and full of terrors, but the Light of R'hllor will guide us though." He says the prayer looking over his king. "What is your command?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 0:26:46 GMT -5
"Ensure the security of our camp. I must speak to my fellow monarchs on this." Derek rose suddenly. "that will be all for now."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 12, 2012 0:28:36 GMT -5
"Our camp is Secure, my brother is watching it now, I will return there If there is anything else you wish for me and my men, please say so." He bows and retreats.
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Oct 12, 2012 20:24:30 GMT -5
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Lars approaches The King's Chambers to discuss about Jason Mallister.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 3:05:51 GMT -5
ooc: Assuming you mean Justin.
The heir to Seagard is sitting near a side room he shares with his wife, the king's sister, rubbing an oiled cloth over his giant sword. "Lars, how are you today? Recovered from your battle?" Lars's assistance to Prince Benjen Stark had given him some small notoriety.
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