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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 9, 2012 15:39:05 GMT -5
She looked a bit relieved. "Very well, then. I'll try to find something suitable, and if not...maybe I'll have a curiosity sent from Oldtown." "It was very pleasant to walk and talk with you, Prince Benjen. I hardly thought you would be so well read." She leaned in conspiratorially. "Truth be told, the northerners have a reputation of being little better than brutes, and disdaining the finer learning of the south. I do look forward to reading what Lord Rickon has written!" "You must have us confused with Ironborn," Benjen chides jokily. "It has been a pleasure, lady Arania. Perhaps I shall impress you in the melee; that is, if I am not immediately knocked out." He laughs and kisses her hand before leaving. |
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 9, 2012 17:07:46 GMT -5
"No, never!" she said. "I have heard far worse of them."
She smiled and let him take her hand. "I will look for you on the field, with highest hopes. Farewell!" She watched him go, then resumed her tour about the grounds, wondering who she would encounter next.
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 10, 2012 21:10:19 GMT -5
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Jon wandered through the tents of the goldlands, he'd lost the trace of Saan and the guards. He decided to ask a pretty girl if she'd seen the pirate lord and his men, he checked his breath, the polishing of his armor, and went. "Excuse me , my lady..."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 10, 2012 21:22:33 GMT -5
Arania turned around to see a knight in full armor. She raised an eyebrow at him, looking him over curiously. "Yes, ser?"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 11, 2012 4:33:40 GMT -5
Gallantly he got down from his horse. "Would I have the honor of knowing your name?" He said bowing.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 11:37:36 GMT -5
"Surely it would be more chivalrous if you were to give me your name first?" Arania said, looking at him with a little distaste.
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 11, 2012 13:02:11 GMT -5
"Oh sorry, I'm really forgetting my manners... I am Ser Jon Bracken of the Stepstones as some seem to call me now.... At your services..." He said once again bowing.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 13:13:56 GMT -5
She was unimpressed with his swagger. "Lovely to meet you," she said with an air of boredom. "I'm Arania Hightower." A moment later she looked at him with more interest. "Wait, isn't Bracken a name of the Riverlands?"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 11, 2012 13:28:18 GMT -5
He got surprised about her surname, he had noticed he was a highborn but not that high. "Aye, my lady... But as second son, it seemed fitter for me to find my own way..."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 13:40:19 GMT -5
"Yes, fitting enough," she said. "So what brings you to our camp, here?"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 11, 2012 13:51:06 GMT -5
"I came with my patron, Lord Saan, to have a little walk around... We are going to visit each of the camps so don't think we are spying..." He smiled "But I fear I've got lost in the midst of so much gold ..."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 14:55:20 GMT -5
She scoffed. "I don't see any Lord Saan. Have you lost him as well as yourself?"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 11, 2012 15:13:56 GMT -5
"Aye... I stumbled here in order to ask of you've seen him... But it seems that you don't...." he said jumping back on his horse. "Farewell, then, my lady... It was a pleasure to meet you..."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 15:22:28 GMT -5
What an odd fellow, Arania thought to herself as he left. She then headed toward the Seven Kingdoms to have a drink. She deserved it.
(and now I am all caught up to te present)
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 12, 2012 2:50:03 GMT -5
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Rycherd Tyrell returns to his tent after meeting with Beric Hightower to receive messengers, reports and personal visits from his various bannermen.
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