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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:44:11 GMT -5
"Oh. But I would like to see it nonetheless. I have never seen a dragon."
She frowned a little.
"The prince led me to believe there would be more that one."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 14:49:56 GMT -5
"One died." Callan says casually. "apprently, anyway. But, tell me of the Iron Islands. I have been harassed by complaints of them so little recently I fear they have forgotten us,' he says with a chuckle.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 15:00:29 GMT -5
Reyna giggled.
"Perhaps they have. Our king likely has other things on his mind. Truth be told, though, I know little of present developments in the Islands. I was a way for a year before I came here. I have been an Ambassador, you see. And besides, I am a woman. There are very few women who take part in raiding. Perhaps they have simply been raiding other places? I know they would not stop, because it is such a part of Ironborn life."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 15:30:55 GMT -5
Cassandra makes her way down the halls, she breaths in the air, happy to be home she sees a group of people and silently stands back moving to a balcony.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 15:46:36 GMT -5
Callan nods. "I see, well, either way good news for us, right? Maybe they just moved north along the coast. Our fleet is not to be despised, of course. But, please, have some wine and such, and I shall set you up with a tour anytime you desire. Stay at any inn in the city; I recommend the Silver Peacock. It is on the triarch's coin."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 15:53:59 GMT -5
"Of course. I shall do that," she said. "I should like to meet more of the notable citizens if that is possible. I may not be here again, so I would love to see what I can of the city."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 16:13:28 GMT -5
Cassandra steps out and curtsies, she looks like any Red Priestess however much more High Class. "I would be happy to escort the young lady around, I am not free for the rest of the day and would not mind." She said with a smile
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 16:17:54 GMT -5
Reyna looked over at Cassandra in surprise. She didn't know the woman at all and was somewhat startled for the offer to be thus made.
"Why would you do such a thing?" She asked. "We are not acquainted. I don't even know your name."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 16:20:41 GMT -5
"I am Cassandra, Red Priestess born here in Volantis." She says with a smile. "I do not mind showing you the city, and I do not charge, it would be a service." She gives a kind smile.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 16:22:41 GMT -5
Callon shrugs. "Very well. If it is acceptable for the Lady Harlaw, but the city has changed much in the last years."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 16:27:46 GMT -5
Reyna had been well trained but she recoiled a little at the mention of the girl's occupation. She was used to dealing with septas and septons when she lived at Casterly Rock, and knew how to make the right noises for them, but she had never spoken to a person who followed R'hllor.
"That is very kind of you, Cassandra," she said carefully. "As long as you do not mind that my god is not your god."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 16:29:40 GMT -5
"As long as we respect each other, we shall have no issue." She smiled. "Yes the man is right, the Silver Peacock is the best place to go, shall we?" She says.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 16:48:05 GMT -5
Reyna wasn't too happy about it but she knew better than to refuse the first offer of assistance she was given.
"Yes, thank you. I am much obliged to you," she said.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 16:51:10 GMT -5
The silent and taciturn Humble mutters as they leave about red priests and sorcery or some such.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 23, 2012 16:12:05 GMT -5
"We did turn this corner..." she noted, looking down to the street where the market sat, the merchants' wares glittering in the sunlight. "We should be on the right path," she said with certainty. "Kal...it was the night after he saved my life. I guess you could say it was the second night we spent together." She laughed, a bit self-consciously. "Ohhh, how romantic!" Ami said, giving Arania a small poke in the side as they approached the palace. "And on the second night! It must have been so much like the fairytales; him saving you from evil men and carrying you off!" She laughed. "I am sorry, we both know the fairytales aren't true."
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