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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 12, 2012 18:05:06 GMT -5
"Then I must see the King as soon as he comes from the meeting. And I want to see Meghan's body for myself." he replied.
He clapped Tarly on the shoulder. "You may get your wish for war against the North."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 12, 2012 18:06:42 GMT -5
Morrys grinned. "It will be a short one." He gave a quick bow then exited as abruptly as he had entered.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 12, 2012 18:14:09 GMT -5
Rycherd went to find where the body of Meghan Lannister lay. From there he would go and see the King.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 12, 2012 23:40:12 GMT -5
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Rycherd Tyrell seeks out Ser Hollis Clegane in the camp.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 3:18:35 GMT -5
Ser Hollis is unarmored for once, bathing in his tent when the Lord of Highgarden arrives. He looks at him and grunts. "Lord Rycherd. Come in."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 13, 2012 3:32:51 GMT -5
"Ser Hollis." replied Rycherd.
"You were present at the death of my cousin Meghan Lannister. Tell me the circumstances. Who was responsible?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 3:48:23 GMT -5
Hollis looks at him, his eyes too small for his block of a head. "Pushed off sept. Stark and I couldn't save her."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 13, 2012 3:53:14 GMT -5
"So despite the rumor, Stark was not responsible for her death?" asked Rycherd grimly. "How did she come to be atop the Sept?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 3:55:08 GMT -5
"Traitor guards. Bought off. He died." Hollis has a dark look on his face while he mentions Stark. "Prince didn't kill her."
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 13, 2012 4:31:03 GMT -5
Rycherd was silent. He studied the knight's face for a moment, thoughtful, in that way he had.
"Yet Stark did something that you are not pleased with." he finally said.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 7:54:12 GMT -5
"Stark made his decision. One day he will die for it." Hollis scrapes dirt and dried blood and gore from off parts of his body. For being largely unhurt, Rycherd has no idea how one man could be covered in so much blood.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 13, 2012 16:28:08 GMT -5
Rycherd frowned.
"You want the Stark princeling dead, Ser Hollis? I don't understand. If he did not kill Meghan, then why?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 13, 2012 21:14:59 GMT -5
"A Lannister pays their debts, and I am their sword." He starts forming a lather to shave his thick, unkempt beard.
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Post by Lord Lyonel Vikary on Oct 14, 2012 6:12:28 GMT -5
"As is the Reach." replied Rycherd. "The death of the Stark princeling at your hands will mean war. I want to know why."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2012 6:21:00 GMT -5
Ser Hollis Clegane is silent a few long moments whilst he shaves. "He might have saved her, and he chose a different way." A second after, hairs falling into the disgusting brown water: "He did what he had to. I will do what I have to. When the time is right."
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