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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 15:02:02 GMT -5
"And you conquered Tyrosh. I would hear this story. But, come inside. The former princess of this castle had better have our feast prepared," she said. "She is rather an idiot, as can be expected of a mere stag."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 15:17:56 GMT -5
"Aye, with some aid from your dear cousin." he gave credit where credit was due, following Tristessa inside. "Though it takes boots on the ground to truly conquer a city and thousands scaled the wall with grapnel and ladder to do so. The Archon himself fell by my own hand."
"Some Baratheons survived the fires then?" he inquired, thinking that that was more than could be said for the inhabitants of Harrenhal. "I am sure we can teach you a thing or two about properly training your thralls."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 16:23:45 GMT -5
"Oh, according to Vhagus, Naomi is his guest," she said with an annoyed voice. "But we can all know the truth. He should have tried harder to scorch this damned place, but he still wanted it...inhabitable, he said. You slew the Archon?" She looks him up and down. "Good. I don't need some pretty blowhard in my bed."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 16:32:04 GMT -5
"It would be a shame to lose such a defensible keep." he allowed, knowing any assault upon its walls with even a token garrison within would be long and bloody. "Besides, it holds some symbolic power over the mainland."
"No fear of that." he grinned. "It takes a hard man to lead the Ironborn and I am more than fit for the task. Iron does not easily bend."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 16:35:30 GMT -5
"Apparently it can melt," she quips, looking at the towers. "Well, then, feast and then let's get busy, hm? I believe we have worlds left to conquer."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 16:38:43 GMT -5
"Aye, we do indeed." he chuckled. "You certainly cut to the point. It is refreshing."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 16:41:38 GMT -5
"I've waited for a chance to rule for twenty-two years. I am not waiting anymore," she said. "Dragons lose the ability to fly if cooped up for too long."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 16:48:37 GMT -5
"My father rules the kingdom, though you will be Lady of Tyrosh." he reminded her, though admired her ambition. "Krakens have a similar trait. Too long on dry land and I ache for the sea."
"So tell me, what do the marriage rites of the Valyrians entail? I was instructed to concede to any pomp and ceremony you had in mind."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 16:51:55 GMT -5
"Princesses and princes of strong will can have a powerful effect on a kingdom," she said. "Although of course I have heard your father is quite the terror himself. and our wedding customs involve mostly fire and some boring priest talking. It can be short."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 27, 2015 16:57:43 GMT -5
"And do you have a strong will, my dear?" he asked, tone brimming with playful challenge, already knowing the answer. "You have heard correct and I assure you it is a trait he passed on to his progeny."
"Short words and a long bedding make for a happy wedding." he quipped with a wink, thankful it would not be a ponderous affair.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Apr 27, 2015 16:57:52 GMT -5
Growing bored, Ragnar headed into the castle to look for women who were not betrothed to his prince.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 27, 2015 17:22:29 GMT -5
Tristessa leads them to the keep.
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