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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 13:17:00 GMT -5
"Well, I don't generally care. Let's check this Seven Kingdoms out; I hear good things about the ale and wine." There seems to be a root cause behind Dawn's little paunch.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 9, 2012 13:28:48 GMT -5
"Alright. I'm game for that," Reyna said. "What sort of establishment is it? Ought I to wear something more practical?"
She indicated her silk gown which was hardly ideal for going to a tavern.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 13:29:58 GMT -5
"Looks good to me; I've never been there." Dawn s dressed in a simple dress with an apron to soak up the paint. She takes off the apron and heads outside, towards the legendary alehouse.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 15:34:43 GMT -5
"Hm." She taps a finger gently on the table. "Still, men beating noblewomen in the presence of so many...I felt scared, myself. What manner of man...?" Her chest moves a bit faster as she speaks. "Ser Clarence Blackwall," Benjen said, shaking his head. "One of the lower types of lifeforms to come out of the Iron Islands. And knighted... a perfect example that knighthood doesn't mean a thing." His frowned softened. "I do not mean to offend." |
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 9, 2012 19:36:30 GMT -5
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Ser Godfrey makes his way to the Lannister apartments, he hopes to the seven that the guards can tell who he is and awaits for their response.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 21:26:01 GMT -5
The Kingsguard on duty, Ser Robar Hightower, a powerfully built man in his early forties, recognizes the giant knight with no difficulty. "What do you need, ser?"
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Meghan shivers. "I've heard stories of him. Sometimes...knights are not what they should be." she gets a sudden uncertain look. "I think I'm failing in my job to be entertaining..."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 9, 2012 22:08:44 GMT -5
"I need to know if the royal family needs me to do anything before the tourney begins." He says plainly looking at the knight.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 22:09:04 GMT -5
"I would not say so; after all, I have not turned tail out of boredom," Benjen says to the woman. "So, back to your ability at singing," He added with a lighthearted laugh.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 22:12:12 GMT -5
Meghan looks oddly shy despite having been told her singing was majestic by at least a thousand people. "The prince wishes a song?" She glances every which way before her voice rises into the most splendid version of the King and his Tower Benjen has ever heard.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 22:16:07 GMT -5
Benjen took in the performance with wide eyes and a bright smile. When she was done he applauded loudly, awe struck. "Lady Meghan... I... well, I've never heard anything like it!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 22:20:48 GMT -5
She smiles and nods. "Thank you, Prince Benjen. It is nice to sing for an audience." She seems a bit awkward now; her cheeks a bit flushed, she looks like an animated and colored statue of the Maiden.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 22:24:53 GMT -5
"Thank you, Meghan," Benjen simply said in reply. "Now... now I feel out of sorts, surely I must find something to repay the favour with!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 9, 2012 22:33:45 GMT -5
She looks shyly at him, her hands folded uncomfortably on her lap. It's clear this isn't an every day experience for her.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 22:35:05 GMT -5
"Well... ah... I shall think of something!" Benjen said, feeling slightly awkward now. "In the meantime I will go speak with the Kingslanders and... well, then the Iron Born. Good day to you, Lady Meghan!" He bowed again and left.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 10, 2012 17:21:19 GMT -5
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Reyna Harlaw heads up to the keep looking for Prince Benjen, feeling that it would be a good idea to try and meet some of the notables from other kingdoms.
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