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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 12:04:52 GMT -5
Cassandra sits in Prince Aarons Room on the ship reading a book.
"Are you ready for the voyage my prince." She smiles to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 19, 2012 12:09:35 GMT -5
The Baratheon fleet is four galleys, four corsairs, and a behemoth galleon. Prince Aaron and the rest of the men aboard are actually quite comfortable, having not fully loaded the galleon to its full capacity. "Better be; we're already on the way after all."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 19, 2012 14:48:07 GMT -5
She smiles and shuts her books and moves to sit next to the prince. "Well, it is a long trip, my Prince, and as your Adviser I am to take care of you, so I had to ask." She giggles.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 2:02:47 GMT -5
"Good." Aaron has taken to speaking Volantene to get into the habit of it. "They are going to want us to stay out of the Dragon's little war."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 11:58:47 GMT -5
"I know, however that is what we want too? Is it not?" She asked him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 15:45:06 GMT -5
"I am not sure yet. Personally, I want my allies to be the strongest group in the region. No sense having friends who cannot help you." He sips at wine.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 15:51:31 GMT -5
"Well in my experiences the Lord of Light offers aid in the most strangest ways, and even the servants of light have been said to rise from the shadows and kill his enemies." She said smiling to him, "Do not worry, "I know you will pick rightly, however if the Targaryens are wanting many to go to join their war, can we really trust them to aid us after?" She asks.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 16:00:10 GMT -5
"I don't know," he said, "that's what I intend on finding out."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 16:10:49 GMT -5
She smiles to him. "Well then, shall we have another lesson or is there something else I can do for my prince?" She looks to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 16:48:46 GMT -5
"What lesson do you have in mind?" Aaron picks up a towel to rub the salt off his face. Sea spray is the worst.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 16:57:30 GMT -5
She taps her chin going back over to sit in her chair. "Anything you have questions about?" She looked to him,
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 17:26:33 GMT -5
"My briefing was thorough enough. Tell me more about these tattoos."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 17:29:59 GMT -5
"Well Soldiers wear tiger strips, to show they are as strong as tigers these go around their bodies, Slaves often wear symbols of their masters or other identifying factors to avoid theft. Pleasure slaves wear tear drops under their eye, three tiny drops, Freemen and women wear tattos to show their professions and battle prowess and Slaves of R'hllor, wear Flames on their cheeks. Like mine." She pulls back her cheeks to show off her flame tattoos.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 20, 2012 17:33:52 GMT -5
"Where are your tear drops, then?" he chuckles.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 20, 2012 17:37:49 GMT -5
She covers her mouth and giggles. "I was a Pleasure Slave in Lys, but priests bought me to Volantis, where I stepped off as a Slave to R'hllor. I was famous for my zeal in the Red Temple." She says smiling softly.
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