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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 15:50:58 GMT -5
"My cousin wishes to rule the world. I certainly want my fair share of the spoils," she said. "I assume that's speaking a kraken's language."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 15:54:46 GMT -5
"Aye, it seems you are fluent." he commended. "You will fit in well."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 15:57:04 GMT -5
"Good. Now, let's say some vows and get to the business of making a winged kraken." Tristessa doesn't seem to possess much patience.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 16:04:17 GMT -5
"A woman after my own heart." he flashed a broad grin, of similar impatient mind, thanking the Drowned God he had not been anchored to some meek greenland woman.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 16:29:00 GMT -5
Horrid 90s skinemax music plays.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 16:35:55 GMT -5
Killion tips the musicians a gold dragon for setting the mood.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 16:43:08 GMT -5
Following the festivities, Tristessa traces pictures on killion's chest. "Now then, what comes next?
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 28, 2015 16:43:22 GMT -5
"I don't know," she said. "But probably not a carrion bird such as yourself; feasting off the victories of better men who came before you." "I, carrion? And yet the prince of carrion is to wed the princess there," he indicated Killion and Tristessa. "Clearly Vhagus has a higher opinion of our people than you do. He rules the skies, but we rule the seas." He smirked, eyed her up with obvious interest. "I have a wife, but my brothers remain unwed as yet. It would amuse me to have a king for a brother."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 16:45:37 GMT -5
Naomi shrugged. "Even cruel masters gift scraps to their pets, it seems."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 16:50:45 GMT -5
Following the festivities, Tristessa traces pictures on killion's chest. "Now then, what comes next? Killion was breathing heavily, covered in scratches and bites. He was pleased to have a woman that gave as good as she got. "We sail for Tyrosh to rejoin the main fleet and I do not intend to leave the cabin until we arrive." he replied, with a licentious wink as he tried to determine what shapes she was tracing with her fingers. "Myr and Volantis must be brought to heel if we are to secure our new prizes."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 16:52:14 GMT -5
"Myr maybe, but Volantis is a fools errand," she said. "Their satellite cities are the size of Oldtown."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 16:55:38 GMT -5
"I speak of their fleet, not their army. " he replied. "Either way, Myr is the closer threat and will be dealt with first. Lys will serve as a buffer if Volantis decides to intervene."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 28, 2015 16:58:38 GMT -5
The princess nods and lazes about. "Very well then. Myr."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 28, 2015 17:03:14 GMT -5
"I trust you will be able to manage Tyrosh in my absence?" he asked, stretching out like a cat, before trailing a finger down her bare spine.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 28, 2015 17:04:17 GMT -5
Naomi shrugged. "Even cruel masters gift scraps to their pets, it seems." "So they do. A niggardly ruler is one who must always watch his back." He gave her another brief appraisal, regretting that it would be more trouble than it was worth to touch her. "Tell me about the princess. Not Prince Killion's bride, the other."
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