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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 17, 2017 14:10:51 GMT
Perceon found the faces somewhat childish but didn't lose his concentration. "Sounds that you were well advised to take the medicine then." He began. "You have my condolences on your hurting your leg. I hope your recovery was swift and complete."
"Forward? No, I didn't mean it in that manner." Perceon protested, somewhat embarrassed. "I simply meant it can make conversation easier. I apologize if I offended you." When she told him he would have to find where his prize was to be claimed he looked puzzled. "Do you mean to say I will have to search all over Harrenhal to find the venue you've chosen?" He inquired. "Surely you can escort me there? You'll need all the time with me you can get to have a chance of winning our second bet!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2017 14:16:35 GMT
She shook her head. "Chivalry has different rules in our lands," she said. "You are the victor and so the place where you claim your prize is all up to you. Or I can just hand myself a penny and pour you a sour wine from one of these little disease houses," she pointed about. "My second bet will rely on my own skills instead of someone else's," she vowed. "Unlike many others, I love to bet on myself."
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 17, 2017 14:23:26 GMT
"Well then, I would like to know what your favorite place for a drink is." Perceon responded, thinking that a good way to learn more about her while also allowing her to enjoy herself.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 17, 2017 14:28:22 GMT
"My room," she said, "my sisters and I can do whatever we want there." She tilted her face in a mock haughty pose. "But I fear that is off limits to you. My favorite place to drink got closed thanks to a fight involving some Reach folk and northmen," she said. "So I guess we will have to go to the Black Flagon." She rolls her eyes. "The owner sucked so much Targaryen...well, my addition to that line will be too crude for sensitive knightly ears," she said. "Suffice to say he found Pentos too much to his liking to truly come home. Now, lead on and protect me from this rabble!"
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 17, 2017 14:39:20 GMT
"Very proper of you." Perceon replied in relation to both her declaring her room off limits to him and avoiding overtly sexual talk. "I do not know of any fight, but I am sorry for the damage caused. I will look into the matter later and perhaps we may be able to reimburse the proprietor if our men did indeed damage the place. I'm happy to lead, although I'd be happy for your guidance as well, so I don't lead you around in circles."
(OOC: Move threads?)
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