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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 7, 2017 20:17:32 GMT
An actual camp; the prince seems a solemn sort, and he and his folk set up pavilions a half mile outside the castle grounds.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 18, 2017 9:47:54 GMT
Lady Alyssa stops by the northern camp to seek out the Manderleys
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2017 11:16:43 GMT
It is a fair bit out of the way, but she manages to find the camp with no trouble, and her guards look about at the much looser camp; there are two guards at the lone entrance but this is a tourney camp rather than a military one, and one of the men in the silver cloaks renders a salute to the woman. "Good day, my lady!" He said in a good natured tone. "How can the North help you today?"
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 18, 2017 12:18:07 GMT
"Good day" she said with a bright smile, "I am hoping to speak with someone from house Manderly. I am Alyssa Hightower."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2017 12:35:08 GMT
The guard nods. "Lot of Reach ladies here," he said with a smile. "Ser William is here," he said, "can see his tent from right here, got the merman on it," he added. "Pleasure meeting you," he offered.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 18, 2017 12:41:33 GMT
"And you," she said with another smile and curtsey for the polite guard.
She headed over to the merman sigil and looked round for a knight called Ser Willem.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2017 12:52:57 GMT
She sees the knight, talking to two somewhat scantily clad women, and he rises in embarrassment. "Um, hello," he said, "how...how may I help you? Get out!" He said. "Out," he banished the two girls. "Sorry, I don't ever get visitors. I'm William," he said. He at least was dressed decently.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 18, 2017 17:58:50 GMT
"Alyssa Hightower," she said, smiling placidly at him after waiting for the girls to go. "I was hoping Lord Manderly might be here," she smiled, not showing her disappointment, "I was hoping to put s bane to a face.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2017 18:02:31 GMT
"He's at White Harbor, my lady," he said, "I'm his grandson and heir to the heir, I guess. Prince Torrhen or Lord Bolton are the two ranking northmen," he added.
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Post by Lady Alyssa Hightower on Aug 18, 2017 18:07:06 GMT
"I am not here to see them," she said, thinking she would get no where with this little boy. "I was hoping to meet all the main trading families on the continent."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 18, 2017 18:29:32 GMT
He nodded. "Well, I am here," he said. "I'm sure my grandfather would love to have you up to White Harbor, but at seventy his knees don't travel so far as they used to." He seemed a bit of an idiot, unfortunately.
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