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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 15:59:34 GMT -5
(So i didn't read the ages and just assumed my bad haha. Anyway welcome new friend)
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Post by liz on Jul 19, 2017 16:17:19 GMT -5
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 16:18:22 GMT -5
(Hawk will be on like tonight
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 16:42:16 GMT -5
He chuckled as he took a drink from his mug. It was true him and his youngest brother did have it easier than Darren or Allyria. "Alright. You feel the pressure of being the heir but because your mother was not your father's wife you worry you will lose your position the minute he has a true born son."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 16:48:48 GMT -5
"Now you just told me you weren't a true son. And I didn't want to insult you by assuming your mother was a wh*re or something. You never said you worried. But any bastard would be worried. However." he drank his ale
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 17:27:03 GMT -5
(dude I just realized it I should fix it hahah)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 17:28:48 GMT -5
He smirked and shook his head. "You drink. I have wants to be lord I want to a knight. Roam and kill and see beautiful women." he chuckled softly smirking
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 17:30:39 GMT -5
(well I don't want Hawk mad at me)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 19:02:06 GMT -5
He was quiet thinking before smirking. "I think if you weren't a runner up for lord you would be more of a traveler. heading out and starting fights with men during the day and at night in bars with women in your lap and bed. You wouldn't even care, as long as you had a mug of booze on one hand and a nice bosom set in the other."
(Yeah I said bosom.)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 20:27:32 GMT -5
"Yes, we all do. But to do it all the time is a dream come true." he chuckled then shook his he3ad. "It was a spear pole, not a sword. A broken pole at that. I was a weak little owl back then." he chuckled softly "So you're half right. We can both drink then."
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 21:00:23 GMT -5
He watched him quietly judging his actions to see if it was wise to continue the game. He didn't want to get him too drunk, nor did he want to get too drunk himself. He liked being able to understand what was going on around him. And in a place he didn't live and roam, he especially wanted to be alert.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 19, 2017 21:40:34 GMT -5
(Here finally lol I took a really long nap cause I didn't sleep the day before lol)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 21:44:26 GMT -5
(It cool dude)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 19, 2017 21:55:14 GMT -5
(I can rp the Lannister Lord if you want)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 21:56:36 GMT -5
(You would be very nice if that happened I'm sitting wanting to rp more like crazy)
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Post by liz on Jul 19, 2017 21:59:23 GMT -5
Dyana had risen early, before the sun had even begun to rise in the east. Her handmaiden, Lyla, had urged her to return to bed but Dyana had insisted on seeing the grounds. "Take me to his men, I want to see how they train," she said, looping her bow over her head and pulling her arm through so it rested on her back with the drawstring running across her chest. Grabbing her broadsword, she fastened its belt around her hips and nodded to the young girl, telling her she was ready. "My Lady, are you sure you wish to do this? Why not rest and I shall wake you to break your fast with my Lord, wouldn't that be more pleasing." Dyana stared at the girl silently and Lyla sighed before leading her to the training grounds, hoping the men had risen already so she would not disappoint her lady.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 19, 2017 22:20:30 GMT -5
Lord Maverick was there sitting on his throne as the patrol was escorted into the throne area. He sized them up and slowly rises to his feet. He appeared to be wearing expensive looking fabric. "Welcome to Casterly Rock. I'm glad you could make it. Tell me did you run into any trouble on the way here?"
The captain commonly known as Russ watched as his men trained. The men were either sparing with one another, fighting against a dummy, or firing arrows at targets. A few seemed to need some work but the rest were strong and able bodied men. "Keep those soldiers up!" Russ yelled as he walked round them. "Deon, no slacking off! No no no that is not how you swing a sword!"
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 22:26:38 GMT -5
Allyria looked up at him after dropping into a gentle bow. "There was no trouble at all my lord. My guards made sure of that. And thank you for housing me. My parents do appreciate your kindness." She stood slowly then keeping her back straight and her hands folded neatly in front of her.
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Post by liz on Jul 19, 2017 22:35:33 GMT -5
"Seems you have your work cut out for you, Captain Russ," Dyana said, standing beside the captain, her hand resting idly on the hilt of her sword. Handing her bow and sword to Lyla, Dyana pointed to the boy Russ was shouting at and said softly to the captain, "Tell me his name, the one who swings his sword blindly." After the captain told the boy's name, she called out his name and approached him. "Drop your sword, Deon," she said firmly before a light smile graced her features. "And dance with me." Taking in his confusion, she laughed gently and said, "My father always said you should never give a sword to a man who cannot dance. So, let's see you dance."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 19, 2017 23:16:47 GMT -5
Lord Maverick walks calmly over to her. "How are your parents doing? It feels like years since I have last seen your mother." He said a light smile on his lips. He would occasionally write mainly to make sure things were okay and to learn if anything new was happening
The boy who seemed to be around eighteen blushed and puts down his sword. "Um what kind of dance?" He asked feeling shy and nervous now.
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Post by deathlover on Jul 19, 2017 23:27:50 GMT -5
"As fine as very. Busy with my brothers. The youngest keeps mother very busy." she smiled softly back at him. "Of course the same can be same said of my brother Dallen. He is still a child at 23." she then went quiet for a while. "Darren is growing each day as a lord. He's a great leader and the people under my families watch love him."
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Post by liz on Jul 19, 2017 23:34:05 GMT -5
"A traditional waltz," she stated with a smile as she took the boy's hands. Placing one on her waist, she smirked at the boy and held his other hand gently before she placed her hand on his shoulder. "The dance is typically very fluid so if you're good enough, we just need to focus on your control of your sword." Humming a tune, she raised her eyebrows and waited for the younger boy to lead her into the dance.
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