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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 10:42:14 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 10:42:14 GMT -5
A brothel north of Mason Keep, where Ser Clarence Blackwall takes his pleasure.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 10:44:15 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 10:44:15 GMT -5
Ami (Arania), and the young man with elevan of his friends assemble outside the brothel. In the second floor window, amid the candle-light the high-pitched moans of a working girl can be heard, and Ami hears the very familiar sound of Blackwall making noises she remembers a bit too clearly. The young man, Tomas, turns to Ami. "We think he has friends in there."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 10:50:04 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 10:50:04 GMT -5
"No doubt he does," Amelia says, glaring at the window the sound was coming from. "I suggest two men sneak in and scope the place out, or try to at least. We don't want to go in blind."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 10:51:41 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 10:51:41 GMT -5
There's a few windows in the back, but only the one entrance. Tomas frowns. "We can try the windows. Or I suppose one of us could take some coin and just act like a customer."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 10:56:30 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 10:56:30 GMT -5
"Nice of you to volunteer yourself," Ami said, giving him a smirk. "Everyone else, keep your eyes on the house. We'll want to move quickly once the time is right."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:04:36 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 11:04:36 GMT -5
"Well, m'lady...I need some coin then. This place is pricier than it looks."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:06:33 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 11:06:33 GMT -5
Amelia quickly dug into her purse, pulling out what she considered to be a reasonable amount for the establishment. "Don't try to enjoy yourself too much." She commented, handing Tomas the money.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:08:59 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 11:08:59 GMT -5
He chuckles and enters the house. About a half-hour later, he comes back out, pants on backwards, looking like he just fought a bear. "Seven Above...that was the best silver I ever spent! Oh, right, there's four in the main lobby, two sober enough looking to fight, and maybe four more upstairs, not counting the target."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:19:39 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 11:19:39 GMT -5
"Think you can take them, boys?" Ami asked, eying the men around her. "The drunk ones should be easy to take down; Blackwell will need a minimum of four on him. And don't let him pull a weapon."
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:34:32 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 11:34:32 GMT -5
"Of course; surprise'll make it easy." The men grab their clubs.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:36:32 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 11:36:32 GMT -5
"Let's do this then," Amelia said, nodding to Tomas before she moved out of cover, walking with the group towards the house.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 11:57:42 GMT -5
Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 11:57:42 GMT -5
Arania followed closely, but not too closely, wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into. She palmed a dagger, which conveniently enough also fit in her writing case. She hoped not to get into too much trouble.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 12:02:21 GMT -5
Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 11, 2012 12:02:21 GMT -5
Tomas kicks in the door. The men rush into the room and beat the men in there senseless. Another handful of men storm up the stairs as confused calls are heard from above. A fight apparently breaks out in the top floor, and Ami and Arania hear the sounds of what must be a mighty struggle before a beaten and bloody Clarence Blackwall is dragged down. "What...what the hell is this?"
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 12:04:35 GMT -5
Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 11, 2012 12:04:35 GMT -5
Amelia pushed her hood back, giving Clarence an evil smile. "I told you that you would regret what you did, Clarence," She said to him with a wink.
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Mara's
Oct 11, 2012 12:05:19 GMT -5
Post by Arania Stark on Oct 11, 2012 12:05:19 GMT -5
Arania could not hide the look of amusement on her face, but she kindly stayed silent, letting Amelia take the lead. She was merely a guest in the Royce girl's revenge, after all.
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