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Post by Quentyn Cleftjaw on Nov 14, 2012 18:23:40 GMT -5
Quentyn is pleasantly surprised by the news. "As you wish." He grabs a cup from a nearby table. "A toast, to new family!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 14, 2012 18:41:20 GMT -5
Theon raises a cup in exchange, and drains it.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 31, 2015 13:57:51 GMT -5
/// Fresh from Lannisport, Dagur had visited his wife and son (as well as drop off his new salt wives) in Volmark before making his way to Ten Towers with the cut of profits owed his bannerlord: Lord Captain Theon Harlaw.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 31, 2015 15:09:25 GMT -5
The Lord Captain is fresh returned from Pyke. He is seated on his favorite elevated chair, one of his saltwives near him. "Dagur, you old cock! It's been ages since Mantarys and now you fucking show up! Selena, fetch the strongest ale! We have a hero right here," he said, with a chuckle. Dagur had probably fucked the woman's very sister in the sack of Mantarys. "Now then, how the hell have you been!"
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Post by Kurts on Mar 31, 2015 15:38:02 GMT -5
"Got sidetracked in Lys on the way home." Dagur replied, with a bawdy grin. "A land brimming with talented salt wives and weak soldiers was far too tempting a distraction."
"With that in mind, I've no real complaints, 'cept my holds are empty and sea legs already beginning to twitch. A leviathan on dry land is about as useful as a kraken: just an overweight snake."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 2, 2015 15:07:54 GMT -5
"Well, fuck your wife and suit up. Fleet will be done soon, and once it is we are going to sail like we've never sailed before," he said.
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