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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 20:53:25 GMT -5
As Amelia sets up camp in Moat Cailin, she recognizes people from her old days in the north. Old Frederic Dustin blows a kiss at her. "Amelia! Thought you had outgrown all that traveling nonsense!"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 20:54:50 GMT -5
"Frederic!" Amelia says with a happy smile going over to hug the man, her big breasts pushed against the lucky son of a bitch. "I had thought so as well, but some things you never outgrow. How are you?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 20:56:11 GMT -5
"Oh, doing passing well," he says. "Passing well. What brings you so far north?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 20:57:04 GMT -5
"Harrys Snow," Amelia replied, saying the word with utter hatred. "The man killed Prince Benjen's wife and daughter and now we hunt him."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 20:58:38 GMT -5
Frederic nods. "Well, that's a good reason. Need to kill that son of a bitch." He leans into her. "You're still quite the firebrand, my lady."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 21:01:26 GMT -5
Amelia giggled at that, blushing a little. She could do that. "Well, as I said, some things are hard to be outgrown. And I cannot say the grumpy ways of my companion have rubbed off on me."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:09:56 GMT -5
Frederic laughs easily with her. "I heard you're here with a sorcerer." He leans in with a smile. "I got me some magic, myself. From across the Narrow Sea. Everyone says I can't learn to cast nothing from no damn book, but I'll show them. Do you have any magic books?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 21:12:37 GMT -5
"Not precisely magic books, though I know sure some exist," Amelia replied with a smile. "And what sort of magic do you have?" She asked, looking curious now.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:13:44 GMT -5
He leans in conspiratorially. "Well, I found me some spells that control people. Charms, like. I bet they even work on you," he said with a chuckle.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 21:16:09 GMT -5
"Oh did you?" Amelia asked, leaning in a little bit. "Maybe I'd let you try one on me if... you showed me how it works." She winked at him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:18:57 GMT -5
He looks at her longingly. "Well...for you, I guess I can." He turns about. "It's the red tent up there."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 21:21:37 GMT -5
"Lead the way," Amelia said, taking Dustin's hand and squeezing it.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:25:04 GMT -5
He leads her to the tent. They pass some wagons and such. "I cannot believe you got so beautiful, Lady Amelia," Dustin says. His tent is spare, but there are some books on the far wall. His bedroll is large and spacious, and he smiles. "Right there, they are." He moves over to get a bottle.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 14, 2015 21:31:16 GMT -5
Oriax keeps to himself, keeping to a corner near his sellswords.
"Nyles, Lord Stark mentioned that he has acquired some form of magical defense." he said to mercenary. "I give you leave to dice and drink with his men, as I know you desire, but do your best to find out what it is."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 21:31:40 GMT -5
"Oooh," Amelia said, walking over to the books and leaning forward to pick one, expertly pushing out her behind as she did. "How many have you learned so far?"
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