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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 7, 2012 19:37:55 GMT -5
"It seems so," She said quietly with a nod. "I need to go home and eat now; and sleep. All this reading has made my eyes so tired I can barely keep them open!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 7, 2012 19:39:56 GMT -5
"I'd imagine so. Goodnight, then." Faeron sits in his chair with a glass of wine and his super concoction, staring out the window to the west.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 16:35:02 GMT -5
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A few weeks later Ami came around for her lessons again. She had notably gained weight, mostly in her hip and thigh region, as well as in her arms and face though she still would be described as curvy.
"Faeron, a question," She said, in Valyrian of course.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 16:37:55 GMT -5
Faeron has been busy, locked in his tower while giving her books to read, and looks at her new appearance in some small but unspoken disapproval. "Yes, Amelia?" He has also not given up on trying to get on Danya's good side.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 16:41:44 GMT -5
"Well, you see, I have been... wan... wondering! Wondering where exactly you are going to go once you decide to leave Qarth," Ami said. "Part of me w...wash... wishes to go home to Westeros but then..." She paused, switched to common. "Part of me wants to come with you."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 17:16:28 GMT -5
Faeron chuckles. "Yeen, first. Sothoryos is a smelly pit, but there's something there I need. Then..time to start tracking down my loving family."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 17:19:31 GMT -5
"As I said, I wish to help you," Ami replied, trying to remember if she knew anything about Yeen. "Perhaps I could help you track down your siblings, maybe befriend one of them to prepare the way?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 17:24:55 GMT -5
She didn't. Yeen was a port in Sothoryos on some river. That was the extent of her knowledge. "You've met some of them, I'm sure. They are..well, they make me look normal."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 17:27:09 GMT -5
"They do indeed," Amelia replied, sitting down and crossing her legs. "So, any suggestions as to which I can help you with? Surely not Vhagus?" She winked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 17:28:45 GMT -5
"He's the real threat, but, no, not at first. First I think I need to see what my favorite is doing." He grinned at her. "Danya might like her."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 17:30:18 GMT -5
"Your favourite? And who might that be?" Amelia asked him, taking a strand of hair in her hands and twisting it around. "I do hope she isn't too far away."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 17:41:32 GMT -5
"Lyria is a fair ways away...but everything is, from Qarth." He grinned. "Ever been to New Ghis? You will absolutely not fit in," he chuckles.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 17:44:18 GMT -5
"And why not? Am I too beautiful, or too striking for them?" Ami asked, snorting a laugh at that suggestion. "And what is she like, Lyria?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 17:52:41 GMT -5
"Oh why ruin the surprise?" he said. "Too...striking, yes. They dislike pale skin." He grins at her. "We never did finish that liquor."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 14, 2012 17:54:13 GMT -5
"I'll make sure to lie naked on deck so my skin becomes even darker," Ami mused, having already managed to get a nice tan in Qarth. "As for the liquor... I suppose I owe you a night of fun." She winked.
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