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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 14:50:22 GMT -5
"I'm Emerya and this is my sister Anallysse! We're from..." she starts sobbing and her sister picks up, "Lorath! We're from Lorath! Our father is very very rich so please don't kill us!!"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 12, 2012 14:52:59 GMT -5
He considered them for a moment.
"A good ransom would make this worth our while. But tell me, what are you doing here? You have no business associating with madmen and sorcerers."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 14:55:58 GMT -5
"I say rape them and throw their bodies into that pool," Kal said offhandedly. The girls screamed in shock, and for once look to the Ironborn for clemency.
"Ransom, yes! Please! The wizard can control minds! He was talking through us the whole time!" They look at the two naked with wide scared eyes.
Two of the living northmen start cutting down the captives who had been getting exsanguinated.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 12, 2012 15:00:15 GMT -5
He pretended to consider the situation again. He looked at Kal.
"It seems a pity to kill them. They were pretty before I cut them, and they will be again. I can think of better uses for such wenches."
He then looked at the girls.
"How could he talk through you two after he fled? Can you tell me where he went?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 15:04:43 GMT -5
"He probably went to Westeros, he has a friend there, a strong one! He says he's the strongest of them all!" Kal looked them over.
"How many better uses, exactly?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 12, 2012 15:17:02 GMT -5
"I need some new salt wives," Ragnar said. "Killing them would be a waste."
To the girls he said "Where in Westeros?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 15:21:29 GMT -5
"Nightfall? Something like that." Kalvin chuckles.
"They have earned whatever they get." He drags one of them to her feet. "Lord Dayne? A sorcerer?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 12, 2012 15:29:47 GMT -5
"A strange thought, but this whole thing is odd," Ragnar mused. "Very well then, we shall go to Starfall. And these beauties can sail with me as my new salt wives. Unless you want that one for yourself."
He indicated the girl Kalvin held.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 15:34:30 GMT -5
"But..gold! All the gold you could want!" They scream. "Please don't!" Emerya clings to Kalvin, and he laughs.
"I'll take the gold for this one. But, there's no way in hell going to Starfall is a good idea. Lord Bryce already hates me with a burning passion. We'd be killed in minutes if he thought we were snooping around there."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 12, 2012 15:45:32 GMT -5
"You don't expect me to do nothing, I hope? After all this. Three of our men are dead. And that sorcerer probably still lives."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 12, 2012 16:16:28 GMT -5
"I mean, I won't stop you from going there. But if you do, leave me the other girl and I'll send your widow the ransom gold. If this sorcerer really fled to Starfall...we'll need some major reinforcements. And I think Cassadar needs to be our first priority, if he's who they are relying on to finish their plan." Kalvin's men lead the other captives out.
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