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Post by Lyonel on Nov 11, 2012 15:40:01 GMT -5
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Mounted on his newly trained and fine bred zorse, Lord Burton crossed the gates of Blackhaven followed by 50 of his men and with his white ferret upon his shoulders. His face bore a grim smile, cutting from ear to ear, noticing the damaged caused by the siege it started to fade slowly, it would be a hard work for Dondarrion to put it back up as it once was. As soon as they reached the inside of the walls he got down from his stead.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 11, 2012 16:13:10 GMT -5
Robert wipes his forehead looking up at the construction he turns and looks to Burton. "Ah! Burton, I apologize for the state of my keep it was not in the state you last saw it."
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Post by Lyonel on Nov 11, 2012 16:57:10 GMT -5
Noticing his former brother in law, Burton gives a sad smile. "Never worry... I've been to places in worse state... I must beg your forgiveness, but during your siege I was solving a big deal of problems in Stonehelm... You know, there's never only one uprising, they spread through the other settlements like a desease from Sothyros..." He stretched his hand for a formal handshake.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 11, 2012 18:20:15 GMT -5
He smiles embracing his hand. "That is fine, I did not wish to loose another brother out there on the field. Blackhaven will live and will be repaired soon, should there be nothing to hold us back."
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Post by Lyonel on Nov 11, 2012 18:26:29 GMT -5
As he released the lightning lord's hand, Burton produced out of his pocket a small piece of meat, he gave it to the ferret and caressed the animal's head. "How goes the war, Robert? Do you think there's more bloospill to come?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 11, 2012 18:45:50 GMT -5
"The war for the most part is over, however I do not think it will be over quite just yet, this little skirmish left both sides angry. I worry I will admit."
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Post by Lyonel on Nov 11, 2012 19:00:34 GMT -5
"If it comes to it, the next battle we'll be fighting together as R'hollor proclaimed when we joined our houses, my sister may be dead but I assure you, you're more a brother to me then that piece of shit that came from my lady mother's womb..." He gave a grim grin. "Also... some months ago I ordered a cargo from Volantis.... It may be arriving in my return to Stonehelm... Tell me, brother, have you ever fought in a battle where there were elephants in the enemy lines?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 11, 2012 20:28:41 GMT -5
"Elephants? Sereena has told me the wonders of Essos, however be able to see them in action will be a sight, and i am sure that she will be happy to see some of Essos here. I would be glad to see you fight next to my side again."
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Post by Lyonel on Nov 12, 2012 7:45:52 GMT -5
He gave a wide psycho smiled. "Technically, they're known as Pachyderms... They are very calm creatures in the common day... But if trained, in the borders of battle they turn into fearsome creatures running in stampede and roaring... They fall like thunder over the stunned enemies. Their skin is already hard plus the armor we can add will make them almost invincible..." He sighed in pride. "Now... Would you bother to arrange me a bath? It's been a long travel..." He gave a stretch. "I need to rest a bit..."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 12, 2012 11:44:42 GMT -5
"Of course, I am sure my son is around somewhere. He has grown an anger for the faith after they took Raymunds life. I am sure he would fair to see you again." He asked one of servants to prepare chambers for Lord Swann, who then agreed and ran off to get things ready. "You are free to dine with myself and my family tonight, I am sure Sereena and the children would love to see you."
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Post by Lyonel on Nov 12, 2012 12:27:54 GMT -5
"It'll be an honor to meet the boys again..." He gave a contemptuous smile "Let me stop bothering you.... As it seems you still have got a big deal of work to do..." He bowed and followed the servant.
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