Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
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Post by Karyl Crowl on May 1, 2015 21:34:37 GMT -5
"Of course my dear." He tells her as he leads them out to where Kal and then stood. He stops about a third of the distance from where they exited and attempts to wave the trio over to them.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 21:46:07 GMT -5
Kalvin points to a pool of water about a hundred yards to Crowl's right. It'd be out of arrow range for anyone. He walks on over to it.
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Karyl Crowl
Prince
Proud Proprietor of Crowl's Crossbone Construction Company
Posts: 1,022
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Post by Karyl Crowl on May 1, 2015 21:52:00 GMT -5
Crowl and his party heads for it, he stops Savinia just out of reach of Ice yet closes the distance himself. "Lord Kalvin Stark, meet my lady Savinia of the Freefolk, queen of her people. And Karissa her cousin."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 21:55:21 GMT -5
Hector raises an eyebrow at the pretty redhead. Savinia looks at Robyn with a seriously rapey look. Kalvin is seated on a rock and doesn't bother rising. "Queen Savinia," he said. "You're rather late to our war." The wildling queen stares at him a moment. They talk for a moment on the reasons why, which is summarized as wanting assurances of land and not being fully aware of obligations. Kalvin turns to Robyn.
"What do you think, Princess?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 1, 2015 23:28:02 GMT -5
Hector raises an eyebrow at the pretty redhead. Savinia looks at Robyn with a seriously rapey look. Kalvin is seated on a rock and doesn't bother rising. "Queen Savinia," he said. "You're rather late to our war." The wildling queen stares at him a moment. They talk for a moment on the reasons why, which is summarized as wanting assurances of land and not being fully aware of obligations. Kalvin turns to Robyn. "What do you think, Princess?" Robyn stared back at Savinia, it not being the first seriously rapey look she had been on the receiving end of. "I think it was rather foolish to start South, without being certain of those things." Perhaps the crowl had not explained things well enough. "My father offered you land, yes? And yet you sent a tiny portion of your men down. Hardly keeping to the terms, is it?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 1, 2015 23:50:06 GMT -5
Savinia smiled at her. "We had no paper, Princess," she said, every word smooth. "I hear down here paper is all the agreements that can be made. And marriages."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 2, 2015 0:04:16 GMT -5
"The paper is a physical manifestation of verbal agreements, based on trust. Which you have shown how much regard you have. I understand my Father sent you word of what you would be given, and yet, very few men did we see marching south. Should we give you just a tenth of the land you were promised?" Robyn asked, raising an eyebrow, but matching the smile, for whatever it was.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 0:13:43 GMT -5
Savinia looks at her. "And I have men from Karhold to Moat Cailin. Would the North prefer war?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 2, 2015 0:19:49 GMT -5
"That is awfully spread out." Robyn commented, "However will you get word all the way to Karhold?" she inquired, but shook her head, "We want war, but not with you, we want to ally with you, for mutual benefit."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 0:23:55 GMT -5
"Mutual benefit," she agrees. "What o I gain from my men and women dying in lands we've never heard of for lands we already sit on?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 2, 2015 0:30:20 GMT -5
"More than you gain for men and women dying on lands you already sit on." Robyn pointed out, "You refused to fight because you did not have a piece of paper assuring you land, which was given that you fight for us. Now you have it, and you still refuse. So can I take it from that, you have no intention of fulfilling your part, and therefore the agreement is void and you are invaders? Just so I have the right of it. I am open to renegotiating, But if we do not have terms, and if your men do not fight for us, then we will have no choice but to send you back over the wall in pieces."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 1:10:53 GMT -5
Savinia smiles at that. "I like her." She looks to the princess. "You are my favorite southern woman. You know brutality..." she smiles. "You could be a queen."
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 2, 2015 1:18:10 GMT -5
"Brutal times make brutal people, but some people are just born like that," she grinned, "I want something far greater than queendom, I want to be immortal, now can we deal, or do I need to show you the brutality you mentioned?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 2, 2015 1:19:40 GMT -5
"Let's see some brutality," she said. "My cousin here will mate with the lord to secure the peace," she said. "Like you southrons prefer, yes?" Kalvin arches an eyebrow in either disbelief, or more likely with the madman, amusement.
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Post by Robyn Stark on May 2, 2015 1:46:41 GMT -5
"I'm sure that would be brutal," Robyn said, looking at Kalvin then back to the wildling queen, "if she wishes to mate with him, that is fine with me, if he will have her," Kalvin could finally get his pent up sexual aggression out. "I can't force his cock in her," she looked as if the idea didn't completely disagree with her. If the wildling got with child, it could stake claim on the North.
"Lands west of the neck, no more, your cousin beds Lord Kalvin, we will turn you into a real army, then we can go kick the shit out of the South. Oh, and stop your men raiding the North, it doesn't usually sit well when allies are raiding one another. Agreed?"
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