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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 13:56:00 GMT -5
"I'll take the temple! My father loves meeeeeee!" the girl cries.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 13, 2012 14:06:32 GMT -5
Ragnar slapped the girl.
"He won't when he finds our you're no longer a maiden."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 14:13:07 GMT -5
"I'm from Lorath! No one cares! I fucked my betrothed before we were wed! I admit it! PLEASE LET ME GOOOOO!"
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 13, 2012 14:47:13 GMT -5
Arania was becoming fairly annoyed with this Lord Drumm, though only the slight flare to her nostrils and the firm set of her jaw let on. "I see that you will do what you want, no matter the reasoning I give. Please don't do it where I have to watch." She paused a moment, then added, "Or hear."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 13, 2012 16:08:20 GMT -5
Ragnar backhanded the captive girl as he continued to look at Arania.
"Fine. But I may have to gag the bitch if she won't shut up. I'd rather not cut off her tongue. I can make use of that," he said.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 16:50:07 GMT -5
The girl just sobs relentlessly now, and her sister, if anything, is louder than she is.
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 13, 2012 17:38:42 GMT -5
Arania looked from the sobbing girl to the lord. "Perhaps you had better. Sooner than later." Finally, she addressed the girl, speaking from experience. "It's much easier if you just do as he says." She wanted to apologize. She was sorry she couldn't do more for the girl, couldn't get Drumm to send her home. "Thank you for your time, lord Drumm."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 13, 2012 18:02:14 GMT -5
Ragnar nodded. He wanted to say something rude but there was no sense in antagonising Arania right now.
"It makes no matter," he said. "So long as we both respect one another's customs."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 18:06:33 GMT -5
"Our father will kill you," the other sister screams. "When I get back I'll tell him all about you!"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 13, 2012 18:12:52 GMT -5
"If he's a merchant he'll do nothing. Merchants are all fat cowards. Rich though, and they have pretty daughters. Mayhaps I'll let Stark ransom you back and then steal you away afterwards."
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Post by Arania Stark on Nov 13, 2012 18:16:49 GMT -5
"I'll do my best, my lord," she said as she rejoined te northerners, doing her best to shut out the girl's cries. A gag might be a good idea, she thought as she looked at the girl that would be ransomed. She did not want to listen to screaming or crying on the voyage, that was certain.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 18:39:13 GMT -5
"He sells arms, Lord Ragnar," Annallysse says, suddenly very seriously. "And his customers use them. When Emerya tells them what happened, well..."
"Would you shut that cunt up! We're trying to get some gods-damned rest here!"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Nov 13, 2012 19:21:51 GMT -5
Ragnar slapped the girl yet again, knowoing she must be in pain by now. He tore a strip off his cloak and shoved it into the girl's mouth to gag her.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 19:27:25 GMT -5
She is bleeding and crying now, and the gag is soon soaked with blood from the repeated blows to the face. The northmen snort in disgust.
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