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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 19:24:34 GMT -5
"He is some swordsman my cousin found. His name is the Doombringer. I think it's after that huge Valyrian sword he has, but I've never heard anyone call him a name. And yes," she said, annoyed, "that's Daena. Slut."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 19:44:58 GMT -5
Killion raised an eyebrow at the name Doombringer, but left it unremarked, merely glancing at the man's massive sword sure that he could forge two blades from himself and still have enough left over for a handaxe.
"I see the tales of the bond between Targaryen siblings is largely exaggerated." he remarked dryly.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 19:46:43 GMT -5
"Oh, we both fucked Benjen Stark together," she said offhandedly. "but the silly cunt got pregnant and grew attached to the little bastard." She chuckled. "Poor dear."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 19:59:37 GMT -5
"I stand corrected." he replied, deadpan at the nonchalant delivery. "As opposed to...drowning the welp?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 20:01:25 GMT -5
"Burning. We're not Ironborn in Meereen, though I suppose I can be flexible." She shrugs. "It was a passing phase."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 20:36:53 GMT -5
"Dragons and their fire." he shrugged. In turn "Same end result."
"What was a passing phase?" he inquired with a smirk. "Pleasing men with your sister or burning the resulting offspring?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 20:38:01 GMT -5
"Sex with other women," she said. "They have milk running through their veins, not fire and blood."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 21:03:59 GMT -5
"Such is the case for the men of the mainland as well." he remarked, with approval. She would fit in well, it seemed. "Thankfully, my people have iron in their blood. Perhaps with the flames in your own we will forge an heir of steel."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 21:08:55 GMT -5
"We shall," she promised. "One fit to rule a proper empire."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 21:10:34 GMT -5
"Then let us feast and get to the task at hand!" he replied jovially. "Will the emperor be joining us?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 28, 2015 5:02:52 GMT -5
"Princess Naomi Baratheon," she says. "The emperor insists I include the title, dead as it may be, now." ""Why?" Ragnar asked. "That is curious, certainly. Does the emperor perhaps seek to use your title to his own advantage, somehow? I can think of no other reason to let it stand." He took a mouthful of his drink. "At least you still live. Many have not been so fortunate in their dealings with the emperor."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 5:30:33 GMT -5
" Because it humiliates me," she said. "Because he wishes to pretend I am still royalty with no family or kingdom or castle." She regards him with quiet but pure hatred.
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Tristessa smiles. "If he isn't distracted. He is busy with my dear brothers in the east quite often."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 28, 2015 6:10:30 GMT -5
" Because it humiliates me," she said. "Because he wishes to pretend I am still royalty with no family or kingdom or castle." She regards him with quiet but pure hatred. Ragnar hadn't particularly what he'd seen of Vhagus so far (alliances aside) but he could understand the man's desire to amuse himself at the princess' expense, as it often amused him to toy with the emotions of his own thralls and salt wives. "I suppose the man who has everything must amuse himself somehow," he replied with a grin. "Do you warm the emperor's bed? I know I would have a hard time resisting your charms if I were in his place."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 6:14:57 GMT -5
"I do not!" She screams, drawing some attention. "He burned my family alive in front of me...after we had given up. Marched them out and...melted them."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 28, 2015 7:08:25 GMT -5
Ragnar frowned. "That seems harsh, even by the standards of my own people. They say fire is a hard way to go. Drowning, on the other hand..." He stopped. "I digress. I am sorry for your loss princess. I did not mean to suggest that you went willingly to the emperor's bed, of course, but it seems odd to me that he would not simply demand your presence there."
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