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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 9:08:04 GMT -5
The men all eye each other, embarrassed or angry. "Yes, princess," they agree. Elias is smiling in amusement. The men begin dispersing as the Reachmen gather their destroyed possessions.
"Tempers are never far from the surface, it seems." As they talk, the one eyed knight arrives and angrily walks to his fucked up tent.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 9:13:25 GMT -5
"It seems not," Robyn said, looking round at him. It felt nice to end things in a non violent fashion.
When she saw Ser Jared approach she walked over to him and his tent.
"You just missed a fight, I am afraid, Ser."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 9:14:39 GMT -5
Jared looks angry. "They still ruined all of my belongings." His hand absently taps his sword's hilt. "I'll need to see what has been lost from my people's tents."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 9:23:52 GMT -5
"Yes you will." Robyn supposed, "The men of the Riverlands and west accused your men of stealing from them. I do not think it was true, but I cannot call them liars... most of them anyway, the whole suit of armour and Valyrian steel arrows was too unbelievable. I will speak to my brother about replacing your things, and to nobles from the west."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 9:27:34 GMT -5
"I appreciate the kindness, Princess Robyn," he said. "If you two could excuse me, there is work to be done." He nods and enters his tent, cursing at the mess.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 9:28:58 GMT -5
Robyn rolled her eyes and then turned back to Elias.
"Should have let the fight carry on," she muttered and lead them back the direction she came from. "What were you holding under your cloak?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 9:33:19 GMT -5
He moves it back to reveal a short sword. "Can't be too careful, right? I was really hoping we didn't have to fight though. I'm not really skilled at big melees."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 9:55:35 GMT -5
"nor am I," she said with a grin, not that it had ever stopped her apparently, "But I think I am getting better."
"I have been trying to bring it up for a while... I wanted to ask. I know the letter has my sister say she is well, how is she really? when you left her?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 9:58:07 GMT -5
Elias thinks a few moments before responding. "She is quite sad, my princess. Her husband and goodsisters and goodmother are slain or in captivity, and Bryce Dayne is far from a charming host. I believe she witnessed a battle fought outside Blackhaven and the experience was...traumatic for her. Thousands died."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 10:00:16 GMT -5
"I can imagine it was, few people enjoy death. I wish I could help her..." Robyn said and looked down, "Not that it matters now. Did you travel up with the Dornish Envoy?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 10:02:42 GMT -5
"No, I left a few days prior. I had to meet with some old friends on the way, at Eddard's Rest." He rubs his head. "I should have tried escaping with her, Robyn. But...Lord Bryce...well, he is just...scary. It sounds childish but it's true."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 10:08:22 GMT -5
"It is okay, it doesn't sound childish to me, it would be worse for everyone if you escaped and were caught. Thank you, for helping her where you could though," Robyn said and it was her turn to take his hand now.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 10:19:37 GMT -5
"I could go back," he said. "They'll be moving her to Storm's End soon. Or maybe Bronzegate. All I have to do first is hunt down my brother's biggest enemy and then say the word and I'll be off."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Mar 28, 2015 10:20:37 GMT -5
"Who is that" Robyn asked, meaning his brothers enemy.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 28, 2015 10:22:16 GMT -5
"I'm sure you keep hearing the name," he chuckles. "Nick Snow. The rewards on his head are astronomical now."
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