Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Oct 29, 2012 16:44:11 GMT -5
As members of his order swear an oath of poverty, Silas is reliant on the hospitality of the dragons while staying in Meereen. He requests the humblest of rooms, though those provided are still lavish compared to his spartan quarters at Summerhall.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 29, 2012 17:39:18 GMT -5
Cassandra knocks at Silas' door. She had arrived as requested.
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Post by Kurts on Oct 29, 2012 20:00:52 GMT -5
The door opened slightly, a single red eye visible through the crack, before opening wide for the red priestess.
"Cassanna" he said, awkwardly motioning her inside. "How was your audience with His Grace?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 29, 2012 22:55:40 GMT -5
"Slow, it will be a long stay." She says picking up her dress and walking inside.
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Post by Kurts on Oct 30, 2012 0:41:15 GMT -5
"That might be for the best." he said, pulling up a seat for her. "Even with the threat of that black dragon, I feel this is a safer place for our kind at the moment."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 30, 2012 16:57:02 GMT -5
"Perhaps so, perhaps not." She sits down casually.
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