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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:20:39 GMT -5
"Yes. My name is Reyna."
She paused to smile at the Lannister woman.
"You paint very well. Do you only paint trees and flowers?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:22:27 GMT -5
Dawn looks at her like she turned into a huge spider. "Why, no! An artist must paint whatever they feel in the moment! Today...yes, trees and shadows and flowers."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:26:05 GMT -5
"Ah, I see. So do you paint people, then?" Reyna asked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:31:25 GMT -5
"Seldom. People are shifty, manipulative things; it is difficult to capture that on a canvas. Only some are worthy." She continues painting as she talks, apparently suffering no hindrance in doing so.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:34:32 GMT -5
"Oh. That's true. I would love to see more of your work, if you are willing to share it?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:39:24 GMT -5
Dawn points to the door to Reyna's right. "They're all in there. The ones I was working on during the trip here, anyway." She heads into the room.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:42:13 GMT -5
Reyna followed Dawn and looked for the paintings. She was curious to see what kind of work Dawn did.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:50:10 GMT -5
Inside the room, she notices most of the works are extremely well-crafted, vibrant, but almost universally sad. Blues and greens dominate grey landscapes, though none of it approaches melodrama.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:52:15 GMT -5
She felt a twinge of melancholy but kept up a smile as she turned to Dawn.
"Your work is beautiful. I wish I could paint. I have no talent for it, sadly. I'm better at music. Do you play at all?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:53:59 GMT -5
"Nono; my cousin Meghan is the musician of the family, or Kelsey." She stares at her works for a moment longer. "What brings you here, anyway? I do not believe we have ever formally met before now."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 12:56:11 GMT -5
"That's why I''m here. I've met the princesses Kelsey and Jessica, but I felt that it was time I remedied our lack of acquaintance," Reyna said. "I hoped to offer my friendship, if you will accept it."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 12:57:17 GMT -5
"Oh, well, I see no harm in having friends." Dawn says. "It is nice to finally meet you."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 13:04:40 GMT -5
Reyna smiled warmly at Dawn.
"I feel the same. It's hard, sometimes, when there's nobody from home here, except my servants and guards. I do my best to fit in, but no matter how hard I try, my name is a giveaway," she said with a shrug.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 13:06:14 GMT -5
"Harlaw...yes, I suppose that is probably a difficult name to escape. I have had enough of painting for now. Do you drink?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 13:15:51 GMT -5
"Yes, though never enough to get myself drunk," Reyna said. "That would be a bad idea for a lady, especially one with my name. It wouldn't matter in the Islands, but it looks very bad in other places."
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