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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2017 22:48:44 GMT
'"Thank you" Alyssa said to the Prince, "looks like I a starting our partnership off in your debt I will make this up to you" She nodded. Alex let him kiss her hand and looked to Alyssa for a second, who nodded at her, "Thank you, Prince Baelor, you are most gracious." She said Courteously, having never met the prince before. Alyssa hugged her sister close, hightlighting the fact the two could practically be twins, and whispered something in her, then kissed her temple, holding her hand for a second. "Behave yourself, I will miss you, Lex." "Stay safe, Alys" Alex said hugging her again, "I love you" Alyssa returned to Prince Baelor, "I will send word when i make it home, I am sure you will hear if I do not, I would be grateful if you would send Alex back to Oldtown then, she knows that she must honour our arrangement if i comes to it." "Honoring our arrangement is our pleasure," Baelor waved her first comment off. "I shall pray for your return to Oldtown. We have gold to make," he said. Viserys nodded at that. "We'll send word from Pentos when we arrive," he promised. |
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Post by Prince Willem Lannister on Aug 27, 2017 22:52:26 GMT
"We defended ourselves when attacked under your king's roof." replied Willem tersely.
Recognising that Miriam had made her choice, Willem gave the order for his men to withdraw. But not before he committed the Ironborn commander's features to his memory.
"Find my brother's body and make sure it is conveyed to a place of honor in our camp."
He turned to Jaymes and said in a low voice. I want our entire company assembled outside Harrenhal. Do it quietly. Get everyone out of the castle as soon as possible."
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 27, 2017 22:52:29 GMT
"Thank you both. Have a safe Journey to Pentos." She smiled at the princes and looked to Melissa, "let's go"
She pulled away from Alex who frowned as she left her with just a guard.
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Post by Prince Geralt Gardener on Aug 27, 2017 23:13:47 GMT
Geralt opened his eyes, not recognizing the world he woke up to for a moment. The smell of burning flesh and hair invaded his nostrils, it taking what felt an eternity to realize it was his own. Looking around, he strained to recall what battlefield he was on even what kingdom he was fighting it. Then he saw the wreathe of lilies and orchids still clutched in his lobstered steel gauntlets...or the ashen remains of it.
He sat up, despite the steel encasing his body feeling as if it was searing his flesh, the sterling white enamel blackened by smoke and flame. The knight forced his way to his feet with a scream stifled by gritted teeth, forced to heavily favor one leg, drawing Vigilance and clutching his shield, though it was of little use considering the excruciating pain moving his left arm caused. He looked around wildly for a familiar face, one in particular.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2017 23:16:20 GMT
"We defended ourselves when attacked under your king's roof." replied Willem tersely. Recognising that Miriam had made her choice, Willem gave the order for his men to withdraw. But not before he committed the Ironborn commander's features to his memory. "Find my brother's body and make sure it is conveyed to a place of honor in our camp." He turned to Jaymes and said in a low voice. I want our entire company assembled outside Harrenhal. Do it quietly. Get everyone out of the castle as soon as possible." Stafford's body is found and the West forms up northwest of Harrenhal, more than a thousand ready to flee the city of rage and blood. |
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 27, 2017 23:18:32 GMT
After he had finished speaking with Lord Tarly, but before the Morrigen lady begged for assistance, Percy turned at the sound of a scream to find his brother trying to stand up. "Geralt!" he exclaimed with delight. "You're alive!"
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Post by Prince Geralt Gardener on Aug 28, 2017 0:20:02 GMT
"What in the Seven Hells happened?" Geralt asked, trying to stand tall but finding himself forced to lean on his older brother, perhaps for the first time in his life. "Alyssa? Father? Melissa?" he asked each name, the actual question sticking in his throat as the carnage raged around them.
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 28, 2017 0:22:35 GMT
Percy staggered under Geralt's weight, especially given the man was in plate. "Someone help my brother stand." He grunted.
Once he was relieved from supporting Geralt, he answered his brother's questions. "Father is dead." He said, trying not to cry publicly. "The dragons took Melissa. I do not know where your wife is. I'm sorry Geralt, I was only able to come for one of you."
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Post by Prince Geralt Gardener on Aug 28, 2017 0:38:12 GMT
"Then what are you all doing here around me?" he barked, falling into his wartime demeanor now. "Get the women and children back to the camp! Show these barbarians what a knight looks like!"
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Post by King Perceon IV Gardener on Aug 28, 2017 0:43:57 GMT
Percy was about to respond to his brother when he heard the Morrigen woman pleading for aid, and went to speak with her.
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