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Post by Lyonel on Oct 10, 2012 9:49:53 GMT -5
"I'll tell you a secret, pirate, I've got one of those two... But diferent from those boys there... I can wield it..." He said scornfully.
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"Mind your tongue, sellsword..." Jon unsheated his sword.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 9:55:30 GMT -5
"If I was you, I'd do what my knight here says. Just move..." Arlong was starting to get annoyed...
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 10, 2012 10:05:38 GMT -5
He grunted, and started walking out of the way.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 10:13:02 GMT -5
When the man is out of sight Arlong says to Jon "I thought he was going to have our heads and rape us...that was a close one...heh"
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Post by Lyonel on Oct 10, 2012 10:15:41 GMT -5
"Do you really mean it?" Jon said with a disdaining look at the way the sellsword took. "He wasn't bold enought to attack a 6 armed man..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 10:31:48 GMT -5
Arlong frowned "It...was a joke Jon..a joke..."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:07:30 GMT -5
Lord Dondarrion begins to enter his camp as his men put up his tent, arriving late for the festivities he walks up to the closest guard to asks for any news.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:09:15 GMT -5
The camp, with hundreds of men running about and chaos reigning, can fairly be said to be having its own brand of news. "My lord...the Ironborn supposedly kidnapped some highborn women..but now the North is saying it's all a mistake and someone ELSE did! Old rivals are fighting, looting is everywhere...it's absolutely PANDEMONIUM!"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:13:30 GMT -5
Robert stands up on some knocked over boxes and yells at the crowd. "Enough! Kinglanders listen!"
(Whatever skills need to be rolled)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:17:32 GMT -5
Rallying: 146 (96 Rolled)
A good majority of the Kingslanders around stop to hear what the olde rlord has to say.
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Post by Ser Gerold Sand on Oct 11, 2012 20:21:45 GMT -5
Within the confines of his hood, Will smiled at the thought of them attacking the Ironborn. Their Drowned God would be no help to them this far from the sea.
"Blessings of the Warrior upon you as you go to battle the enemies of our beloved Gods." He called to the men readying for battle as he made his way from the camp. It was a good time to return to the sept.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:23:30 GMT -5
"Men, there is no need for such chaos. What we need is order, what we will do is simply stop all of this looting and capture any looters caught in this camp. Then myself and a group of men will demand from the Ironborn and the North their side of the story, we can figure out what is going on and when we do we will demand justice from the ones responsible and return these women who are stolen." He said looking over his countrymen.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:26:41 GMT -5
They dislike the idea of sitting still, but his word had the effect, especially once Raymund and some other noted men begin enforcing it. Raymund comes back to his brother. "Well, we'll be all right, no telling what the rest of the camps will do."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 11, 2012 20:32:48 GMT -5
Henods. "Raymund, gather the best men that you can we will go to the Ironborn camp first then the North Camp. If this doesent get settled we will go to the King." He said stepping off the field.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 20:33:54 GMT -5
Sixty men are gathered and head to the newly plundered Ironborn camp. Nearly no one remains there.
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