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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 19, 2015 11:23:23 GMT -5
The hall of Ser Borros Brimstone, where he lives with his wife Delena and their daughter Lydia. Though small compared to the holdings of other knights, the hall can hold at least thirty comfortably.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 19, 2015 13:22:20 GMT -5
Ser Borros Brimstone awoke with a long yawn in his bed atop the blankets, naked torso covered in a sheen of sweat and hair matted. Sleeping was ever a struggle in the desert, dreamers wrapping up tight in blankets in the evening to stave off the chill desert nights, only to kick them off in a pool of sweat when the first rays of light crested the horizon, giving way to brutal heat. Perhaps this is where the Dornish had acquired their dynamic nature. He roused himself from bed and threw on a simple tunic, looking out his window at the simple town below. It was just another morning in Brimstone.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 19, 2015 14:10:15 GMT -5
Delena has already woken half a bell earlier and was busy brewing some herbs for the morning tea. She brought Borros a clay cup filled with some tea and smiles out at the sun. Delena was pretty, with black hair and dark brown eyes.
"It looks to be hot today," Borros' wife said.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 19, 2015 14:18:27 GMT -5
Borros kissed his wife as she brought him the tea, drinking with a contented sigh as he watched the townsfolk milling about below. It was a simple life, but a good one.
"And it does not take Hatteras Sand to know it will be hot tomorrow...and the next day...and the next." he replied, favoring his wife with a playful smile.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 20, 2015 3:52:41 GMT -5
Delena laughed and slapped his shoulder. "Oh come on now, it looks like there will be no clouds at all."
In her bed in the corner, Lydia stirred, mumbling something in her half sleep.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 20, 2015 12:11:08 GMT -5
"Meaning no shade and no rain." he replied in the same playful tone as he dressed, throwing on some breaches and strapping on his swordbelt, before making his way over to his daughter's bedside and kissing her on the forehead.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 20, 2015 12:41:49 GMT -5
"Mhmmbmnlll..." Lydia muttered, slowly opening her eyes. "I don't want to get up..." She mumbled, before yawning. Delena laughed from where she stood by the window before moving over to the cooking area.
"I will prepare breakfast now that you're up, Little Liddy."
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Post by Kurts on Mar 20, 2015 13:01:16 GMT -5
Borros chuckled, remembering the groggy child would inherit this hall one day, picking her up and placing her on his shoulders.
"That is welcome news. I am famished."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 20, 2015 13:05:13 GMT -5
"Blood sausage and peppers with olives and flatbread," Delena said from where she began cutting the sausage, which made Lydia grin. "My favourite!" She called out, hugging her father's head.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 20, 2015 13:10:39 GMT -5
Borros held out Lydia in his arms, spinning her around while making dragon noises, before setting her down in her chair to break her fast.
"Mine as well." he agreed, taking his seat, wincing only slightly from an old wound taken during the Battle of Blackhaven.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 20, 2015 13:44:15 GMT -5
Lydia giggled at the dragon noises and when Borros set her down she ran to the window, where she had left her wooden dragon.
"We're running low on olives," Delena mentioned. "I'll need to visit Freheri later on to buy some more, maybe he'll have had a delivery on some new spices as well." She smiled as she fired the coal oven. "And what are you doing today, husband?"
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Post by Kurts on Mar 20, 2015 14:08:16 GMT -5
"I'll likely check in with Harlan was my belly is full." he replied, stretching his legs. "Ride the perimeter after, see if there's any disputes that need settling, maybe get Harmen to see to my armor."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Mar 20, 2015 14:14:28 GMT -5
The door was pushed wide open. Alanna sauntered in and grinned at Borros as she leaned against the wall with her arms folded across her chest.
"Morning, lover. Want to come hunt with me? I've a hankering for grilled snake tonight."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 20, 2015 14:20:13 GMT -5
"Lydia come here," Delena called when Alanna entered, and the girl swiftly rushed over to help her mother with the cooking. "Don't forget to check in on Old Herlon," Delena said to her husband, ignoring Alanna.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 20, 2015 14:30:54 GMT -5
"A fine idea." Borros replied to his paramour, with a wide grin. "After I've seen to my duties. Late afternoon is the best time to catch them."
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