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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 10:38:55 GMT -5
Apparently all of them, based on what she observes. "A real captain needs to impress clients everywhere," he notes.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 11:09:39 GMT -5
"And am I your client now? I do not believe I am hiring you after your such steep price." She says with a grin.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 11:20:31 GMT -5
"Consider this an investment, then." The sellsword moves easily enough to the music.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 12:59:22 GMT -5
"You still have not told me what you want of me." She responds.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 13:33:09 GMT -5
"Why, nothing. Yet." He comments. "Friends first and all, then we can see how best we can use each other."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 13:43:15 GMT -5
She laughs. "Fair enough," She dances with the man. "Quite interesting how all of a sudden you seem so interested in me now that I had revealed my position." She grins.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 13:46:25 GMT -5
"Beautiful women are everywhere here," he notes, and she can glance around and see it's true. "Beautiful women in positions of influence outside the royal family are rare."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 14:27:39 GMT -5
She grins. "True, perhaps." She dances with the man, "You have not told me your name yet."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 14:59:48 GMT -5
"Lyle Jellico. My mother was Westerosi, hence the odd mix of names," he explains.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 15:10:08 GMT -5
"Cassandra, I was born in Lys...then moved to Volantis. But that is quite interesting of your heritage."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 9, 2012 15:18:16 GMT -5
"Not really. Princes of Myr keep slaves from all over. She was one of many." He shrugs. "It never mattered so much."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 9, 2012 21:57:37 GMT -5
"So you are the son of the Myrish Prince?" She asked looking at him. "Interesting. How did you become a Sellsword Captian? And one who can act for so much?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 10, 2012 6:06:52 GMT -5
"Because I'm the best at what I do," he said, sounding a touch offended. "My father gave his bastard son the funds to start a company, and I had the ability and willpower to forge it into an army."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Nov 10, 2012 17:47:24 GMT -5
"I am impressed. Truely." She said looking around as the song ends she curtsies. "Thank you for the dance."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 10, 2012 17:54:03 GMT -5
"Of course." He bows respectfully.
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