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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 13:12:45 GMT
"Your brother and Lord Emmitt are formidable." Perceon allowed her. "I would be lying if I told you I felt as confident as I did before."
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 13:21:09 GMT
"Well, I can taunt him again like sisters should," she grumbled. "He's had too much wine lately anyway, too many women he's spoken to instead of training. But he is handsome," she said about Wayland. "He made it through the first rounds at least and passed the water break." she looked to Percy and the Stormlanders. "And that's your brother?" She asked. "Yes, that's Perceon. He seemed to be quite cosy with the Durrandons. But then, here I am talking to the two of you." Melissa smiled. "Has Samael mentioned me at all? Your mother implied that he might have." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 15:13:18 GMT
Sarissa grinned at her. "He has," she confided, as her little sister leaned in too.
"He definitely has," Arianna repeated for her sister. "We got I'm to confess it while he was in his cups one night; you know he barely drinks so when he does it's always worth the experience. He said he hoped you came back to Dorne and liked it so much you never left again," she winked.
Bethan nodded. "Good," she said. "Overconfidence can be your weakness," she laughed.
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 15:27:47 GMT
Sarissa grinned at her. "He has," she confided, as her little sister leaned in too. "He definitely has," Arianna repeated for her sister. "We got I'm to confess it while he was in his cups one night; you know he barely drinks so when he does it's always worth the experience. He said he hoped you came back to Dorne and liked it so much you never left again," she winked. Melissa couldn't help smiling. "Perhaps I'll do that," she replied. "I fully intend to make another visit, and perhaps I might be persuaded to stay. I would like to speak privately to Samael when I get the chance. Will you two help me arrange it? It's not seemly for a princess to go chasing after a potential suitor, but if Samael can be persuaded to come to me, I shall be happy to receive him." After all, she thought, since she must marry, the small liberties granted to Dornishwomen would make her life easier than marrying elsewhere. |
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 15:31:50 GMT
Sarissa grinned at her. "He has," she confided, as her little sister leaned in too. "He definitely has," Arianna repeated for her sister. "We got I'm to confess it while he was in his cups one night; you know he barely drinks so when he does it's always worth the experience. He said he hoped you came back to Dorne and liked it so much you never left again," she winked. Bethan nodded. "Good," she said. "Overconfidence can be your weakness," she laughed. "Perhaps it is yours as well." Perceon replied, smiling. "I still have every chance to win our bet. I hope you will not regret offering what you have wagered if that is the case." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 16:03:20 GMT
"I regret nothing," Bethan assured him. "Not when it comes to you, anyway." Her maids titter behind her in amusement. The Stormlands and Reach are both acquitting themselves very well as Geralt is an absolute terror.
Sarissa nods. "Come on now, Melissa. Of course we will. Where would you like to meet?" she asked. "Somewhere quiet and private, perhaps one of our taverns, or maybe somewhere outside and open for conversations and wine?"
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 16:14:13 GMT
"No taverns," Melissa said. "I'm sick of all the trouble those places have caused since I came to the Riverlands. Somewhere outside would be pleasant. Would your brother agree to come to my father's camp?"
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 16:43:16 GMT
"Did it take much effort learning how to always say the right thing, or were you born a natural?" Percy grinned, applauding loudly as his brother dominated the field.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 17:05:11 GMT
"Natural born talent," she said without a sign she was kidding. "The field is winnowing down," she noted. "Your brother can't hide behind all his fellow knights now," she joked.
Sarissa just looked amused at Melissa. "Samael would meet you in a stable if that is what it took. You're a real life princess," she said. "Nymeria reborn," she joked. "A foreign swordswoman come to Dorne after adventures."
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 17:23:51 GMT
"Natural born talent," she said without a sign she was kidding. "The field is winnowing down," she noted. "Your brother can't hide behind all his fellow knights now," she joked. Sarissa just looked amused at Melissa. "Samael would meet you in a stable if that is what it took. You're a real life princess," she said. "Nymeria reborn," she joked. "A foreign swordswoman come to Dorne after adventures." "Well, if you were born with it that is quite an enviable trait you might be able to provide your own children one day." Perceon commented. "Don't worry yourself over my brother. On his day he is a match for anyone in single combat." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 17:45:15 GMT
Bethan looked at him sideways as he mentioned children. "Maybe I shall pass it on," she agreed. "But your brother is fighting like mine, so that is as high a compliment I can pay," she offered.
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 17:59:59 GMT
"Well if that is the best you can offer, I am happy to take it." Perceon replied. "And you were correct, your brother and his men do make appealing allies."
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 20:11:21 GMT
Sarissa just looked amused at Melissa. "Samael would meet you in a stable if that is what it took. You're a real life princess," she said. "Nymeria reborn," she joked. "A foreign swordswoman come to Dorne after adventures." "You know more about Nymeria than I do, but I would be happy to learn more. And to be better friends with your brother. I'm a princess, undeniably, but there aren't many like me. Most of my female kin he horrified if I proposed putting a sword in their hand." She smiled. "Perhaps Dorne is the one place I won't be thought eccentric." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 20:31:19 GMT
Sarissa shrugged. "We like eccentric, so perhaps it merely won't be an insult," she said. The contest is getting out of hand as the men fall one by one. As Darius yields she curses and kicks the stands. "Damn!" she said. "I'm sure you'll love our brother. He's a good man," she assured her.
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Bethan cursed as her brother and favorite lord yielded. "Curses," she said. "Seems you've won the day." The final four contestants begin their duel and she watched intently. "They're all very good!" she exclaimed.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 19, 2017 20:38:25 GMT
Alyssa turns to one of her guards and instructs him to try to start a chant in the crowd for the mystery knight to reveal themselves.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 20:43:40 GMT
The chant is swiftly taken up, but the knight stands there impassively, waiting for Queen Larissa and her daughters to grace him with the reward for winning. The elegant lady sends her daughter Asha out with the wreath and some servants to deliver the satchel of gold coins and other gifts, but the knight merely takes the gold and waves the rest away, marching off to try to leave the field.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 19, 2017 20:46:23 GMT
As he marches off Alyssa tries to memorise everything about the way he moved, any kind of traits to the knight that seemed specific, even the contour of the persons body, in case she could identify them later.
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 21:34:32 GMT
Sarissa shrugged. "We like eccentric, so perhaps it merely won't be an insult," she said. The contest is getting out of hand as the men fall one by one. As Darius yields she curses and kicks the stands. "Damn!" she said. "I'm sure you'll love our brother. He's a good man," she assured her. "I liked him well enough when we met before. I know he would be good to me, if we were to marry." She thought of the embarrassing thing and felt a pang of guilt. "I have visited Dorne and the Westerlands and now the Riverlands but Dorne is my favourite of the three." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 21:39:06 GMT
"It'd be your favorite regardless," Sarissa laughed. "He'll be wandering up here soon enough," she said, "if he doesn't go sulking in his tent. Men," she said with a bit of disgust. "And their pride."
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 21:47:51 GMT
Sarissa shrugged. "We like eccentric, so perhaps it merely won't be an insult," she said. The contest is getting out of hand as the men fall one by one. As Darius yields she curses and kicks the stands. "Damn!" she said. "I'm sure you'll love our brother. He's a good man," she assured her. // Bethan cursed as her brother and favorite lord yielded. "Curses," she said. "Seems you've won the day." The final four contestants begin their duel and she watched intently. "They're all very good!" she exclaimed. "Indeed." Perceon said, glad he would be getting a pleasant surprise of some variety. "I'm glad my confidence has been proven well founded. Your brother acquired himself well." He added. "I'm sure Geralt will avenge him and put the westerlanders and ironborn in their place." He cursed moments later as Geralt was knocked out by the same men who had knocked out Kyle. "Well, it seems we have shared foes." He commented to her, in a good mood still. |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 21:51:28 GMT
As he marches off Alyssa tries to memorise everything about the way he moved, any kind of traits to the knight that seemed specific, even the contour of the persons body, in case she could identify them later. Observation 60 The knight is of above average height but she can't identify anything particularly special about him. |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 21:56:37 GMT
Sarissa shrugged. "We like eccentric, so perhaps it merely won't be an insult," she said. The contest is getting out of hand as the men fall one by one. As Darius yields she curses and kicks the stands. "Damn!" she said. "I'm sure you'll love our brother. He's a good man," she assured her. // Bethan cursed as her brother and favorite lord yielded. "Curses," she said. "Seems you've won the day." The final four contestants begin their duel and she watched intently. "They're all very good!" she exclaimed. "Indeed." Perceon said, glad he would be getting a pleasant surprise of some variety. "I'm glad my confidence has been proven well founded. Your brother acquired himself well." He added. "I'm sure Geralt will avenge him and put the westerlanders and ironborn in their place." He cursed moments later as Geralt was knocked out by the same men who had knocked out Kyle. "Well, it seems we have shared foes." He commented to her, in a good mood still. She joins the chant for the mystery knight to reveal himself and is disappointed when he only takes the gold. "He should unmask in victory," she grumbled. "Doesn't seem honorable to bask in adoration while being anonymous. When are you coming on a ride?" she asked. |
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 22:01:31 GMT
"No. Any man who needs hide his identity in victory is a man of ill repute." Perceon said in agreement.
"Would tomorrow morning be convenient for you?" Perceon asked. "There is a also a matter I must speak with your brother about before that. It is rather urgent."
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Post by Princess Melissa Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 22:06:14 GMT
"It'd be your favorite regardless," Sarissa laughed. "He'll be wandering up here soon enough," she said, "if he doesn't go sulking in his tent. Men," she said with a bit of disgust. "And their pride." Melissa laughed. "I shall have to be all sympathy while you handle the teasing. Until today I thought it would be fun to enter a tourney but upon reflection I think watching the men is much more interesting." |
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The Melee
Aug 19, 2017 22:28:18 GMT
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Post by Prince Geralt Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 22:28:18 GMT
Geralt stood, dusting himself off, ears still ringing from the den of battle as he removed his helm.
"You kept your pledge to show me something new today, Lannister," he said, clasping Prince Willem on the shoulder.
His expression soured slightly, as the mystery knight attempted to abscond with the coin without unmasking.
"Reveal yourself, good ser, so that we may know who has bested us this day," he suggested, the tone of a gracious winner despite its insistence.
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Aug 19, 2017 23:28:06 GMT
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 23:28:06 GMT
The knight looks to Geralt and shakes his head, continuing his walk out the tourney grounds. By tradition he had yielded to none and had no obligation to reveal himself.
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Post by Prince Willem Lannister on Aug 19, 2017 23:34:23 GMT
Breathing heavily, Willem looked after the unknown knight who had finally bested him. He said nothing as the man stalked off and wondered if he would be competing in the upcoming joust.
He turned to Geralt smiling. "Close, but not close enough. For both of us. You fought well as always." He looked again after the mystery knight. "Would be a good idea to keep an eye on him."
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The Melee
Aug 19, 2017 23:36:20 GMT
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 19, 2017 23:36:20 GMT
"No. Any man who needs hide his identity in victory is a man of ill repute." Perceon said in agreement. "Would tomorrow morning be convenient for you?" Perceon asked. "There is a also a matter I must speak with your brother about before that. It is rather urgent." Bethan nodded. "Of course," she said. "Kyle will be here shortly now that he lost, once he bathes and all." |
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 19, 2017 23:44:48 GMT
"Of course." Perceon nodded. "This is not so urgent he need not be given time to tend to his appearance. Perhaps I can ask you my question as well, do you know if any Fells traveled with you to Harrenhal?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 20, 2017 0:56:18 GMT
"It'd be your favorite regardless," Sarissa laughed. "He'll be wandering up here soon enough," she said, "if he doesn't go sulking in his tent. Men," she said with a bit of disgust. "And their pride." Melissa laughed. "I shall have to be all sympathy while you handle the teasing. Until today I thought it would be fun to enter a tourney but upon reflection I think watching the men is much more interesting." Arianna laughed. "Well of course," she said, "we smell better too," she joked. "Eighty handsome men fighting for our favor and the winner won't even show his face. I bet he's handsome," she declared. Sarissa just shook her head. "I'm so glad you get along so well with my mother," she said. "I've heard rumors the res of your family isn't so open minded towards us." |
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