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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 10, 2012 19:07:30 GMT -5
Titus wiped the blood off his sword and the sweat from his eyes. "Jarvis, get me a damage assesment on the fleet," he said, feeling high off the skirmish. He looked about to survey the scene. It didn't look bad from where he stood, but the individual captains would know better.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 10, 2012 19:18:53 GMT -5
After a half hour, Jarvis returns. "No ships seriously damaged, Ser. One hundred dead and thrice that wounded."
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 10, 2012 19:20:47 GMT -5
Titus nodded, "Signalman, signal the captains. We sail up river to support Prince Benjen and the ground forces," he said, before turning and disappearing into the cabin to clean himself up.
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