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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 14, 2012 9:33:02 GMT -5
"I am no weakling," Ragnar said firmly. "As I hope you will see."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 14, 2012 9:43:06 GMT -5
"Good. If I thought you were, Hannah never would have gotten the chance to meet you." Lord Gowen tilts his head back and his young wife drips wine down his throat. "She is more clever than she lets on. I hope she is as useful to you outside of bed as in it."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 14, 2012 9:55:01 GMT -5
"AYe, so do I," Ragnar agreed. "Good day, Lord Gowan."
He left.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 15:30:04 GMT -5
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Lord Ragnar Drumm is summoned to King Euric's tent for a meeting.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 15:53:14 GMT -5
Ragnar arrives shortly after receiving the message.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 15:57:14 GMT -5
The Iron Island lords are assembled with many others present, including Hannah Blacktyde.
King Euric is seated on his travel throne. "The rest of the greenlanders want to go east, lords. Meet dragons. I am curious as to what the fuck you all think about that?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 16:07:28 GMT -5
"I've no interest in dragons," Ragnar admitted. "But perhaps we can use this to our advantage, if the lords' guard is lowered."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 16:15:48 GMT -5
Euric shook his head. "Not likely. They aren't sending the whole Arbor Fleet or anything. This concerns us, though; if they make common cause with the Free Cities they may find a fleet to match us. We cannot ignore the possibility."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 16:22:04 GMT -5
"Of course. So we must make sure that doesn't happen. Could we send someone to speak to the Free Cities on our behalf?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 16:27:47 GMT -5
"We could." He looked at Drumm. "My brother. But, they'll expect an honor guard of imposing and powerful lords. Appearance is everything for the weasels."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 16:30:35 GMT -5
"Of course. Are you asking me to go, King?" Ragnar asked. "I do not object."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 16:33:31 GMT -5
"Good. When you marry and set your affairs in order back at Old Wyk we shall commence. I will let you know more on the Islands; too many little whisperers here."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 16:38:26 GMT -5
"Of course. I had a notion to visit the Citadel after my wedding but I doubt there's time now," Ragnar said. "I am curious about this business that has occured recently. We must be on our guard against sorcery."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 16:44:11 GMT -5
"Hm. Any other man, less badass than old Lord Drumm, I would call a coward. You...well, perhaps you are on to something." He chuckles.
"Remember, we only need one ally. The rest we can reave all we like."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 16:47:14 GMT -5
"Aye. Have any of our people had any specific dealings with any of the Free Cities in the recent past? Either good or bad."
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