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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 14:08:45 GMT -5
"So what's the plan, then?" he said. "Wait on Lord Stark to come down? Not to sound like a coward, but the man doesn't even like me and I'd still prefer him here." He looks about over the battlefield. "A dragon would be rather useful about now." He looks at his sword on Ben's back. "I'll finish that, one day. I was in a bit of a rush."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 14:25:06 GMT -5
Benjen chuckled. "It's not really usable at the moment but it saved me today. And a dragon... well, that'd be useful."
He thought for a moment. "I may need to send a letter east. As for the plan? I'll rendezvous with Kal at King's Landing, you can come if you want or stay here and raise hell in the marches."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 14:32:41 GMT -5
"King's Landing?" Nick raises an eyebrow. "I'll stick around here. Nothing for me up north right now. Guerillla war is more my game."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 16:26:35 GMT -5
"I want to ser what is left of the city and make sure its people are safe. Also, I wish to meet Naomi Baratheon, though not at the city."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 16:31:20 GMT -5
Nick smirked. "I've heard Starks have something if a rescue complex," he said. "Apparently you're good at it." He looked south. "Well, sleep is for the weak. I best get moving."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 16:34:50 GMT -5
"A little too good," Benjen said, allowing himself a chuckle. "Until next time then, brother."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 16:46:04 GMT -5
Nick leaves, and the next morning Aaron does as from the west five thousand of the old vulture's men approach, led by their apparent queen.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 16:49:56 GMT -5
Benjen goes to greet them, looking ready to travel.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 17:08:07 GMT -5
Ellaria looks around. "Damn it all, I thought I'd get here before the fucking battle," she said.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 17:11:40 GMT -5
"Unfortunately not," Benjen said, shaking his head. "It was bloody, Ellaria and your father... he had a dragon. It couldn't fly and looked pieced together but I fear it took King's Landing for him to make it."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 17:42:55 GMT -5
"Gods damn it," she said. "Where are you headed, then?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 18:01:16 GMT -5
"The Crownlands, traveling light. I'm going to meet Naomi Baratheon and then take a look at King's Landing. Once Kal comes back we're making our way to the Prince's Pass. Lady Fowler is going to have to give up her castle."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 18:16:55 GMT -5
"I thought she was dead," Ellaria said. "Well, who is in charge down here?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 30, 2015 18:30:53 GMT -5
"King Brynden is in charge, though he'll need someone strong to help him out," Benjen responded, nodding at Ellaria. "Prince Arthur Martell has been found, though he's taking his men into Dorne. Prince Aaron took eight thousand to secure the Stormlands."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 30, 2015 18:35:15 GMT -5
Ellaria frowns. "Arthur? I need to see him! I'd feared him dead ages ago!" She smiles then. "Well, I wish you and princess Naomi the best," she says brightly. "You should come back soon." She looks about. "Is your brother here?"
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