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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:12:09 GMT -5
"Now now my Prince," She waves her hands. "Do not worry, do you not believe in my abilities, I am quite charming after all. I am sure that I can talk to them before you need to use your hands. Shame on you." She teases with a giggle.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:25:11 GMT -5
"I certainly hope so, otherwise not much point to bringing you along, right?" He chuckles. "Don't worry, my fists will remain untainted by Volantene blood."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:30:13 GMT -5
"Well, unless I need them to protect a defenseless Priestess." She smiles up to him
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:32:41 GMT -5
"Exactly, then I'll stick to my mace," he said. "Now, did you happen to get that woman's name? She was fun."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:34:04 GMT -5
She looks to the door. "I did not, and what did you mean by fun" She says with a grin and hands on her hips in mock disapproval.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:37:50 GMT -5
"She didn't talk too much," he says with a smile. "Now, time to be a prince." He pulls a cloak on and straightens his hair.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:39:15 GMT -5
She giggles. "I deserved that, is there anything I can do for you then if you are leaving?" She asked honestly.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:41:39 GMT -5
"Start packing. We've got a long journey. It should be...fun.'
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:44:56 GMT -5
She grins. "Yes my Prince. And you prepare that mind because you have much to learn." She reaches up to tap his forehead with a finger. "Starting with" She speaks in volantene, "Proper greetings, my prince." She winks.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:51:31 GMT -5
"I've spoken Volantene since I was a boy," he replies without accent, "my brother is sending me for a reason, after all."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 1:54:25 GMT -5
"I know, I did not mean words but actions, but it will be easier for me speaking in Volanene." She looks to him with a smile. "And after all, its not all words that make up a greeting." She says still in Volantene.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 1:59:25 GMT -5
"Really now? How do you greet someone in Volantis?" he turned to her while he stood at the door.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 2:04:38 GMT -5
"Volantis is very common in visuals, it is why we tattoo ourselves. Like how I got these." She points to the flame tattoos on her face. For men and aristocrats lots of hand shakes and even if you like." She reaches up and pecks him on the cheek. "A kiss."
(You can roll Charm or Seduction if you really want too)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 2:09:50 GMT -5
"I am not kissing a man." He looks at her. "Even if he has flames tattooed on his face."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 2:13:16 GMT -5
"Well, do not be surprised when they do, and when dressing a lady, you take a medium bow for formal, not to deep not to short, however the Westerosian style of a hand kiss works too." She says. "Are my flames intimidating then?" She asked.
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