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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 20:26:58 GMT -5
(I feel like for know war isn't going to happen. We don't have enough people. Battles and stuff yeah. But not all out war
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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 20:37:24 GMT -5
(Alrighty
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 20, 2017 21:28:47 GMT -5
(Here and will add and edit)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 21:29:39 GMT -5
}(However, I'm thinking stuff is goinna do down because of the question of house loyalty with the lannisters
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Post by liz on Jul 20, 2017 21:33:17 GMT -5
Dyana is ready to throw hands whenever so...}}
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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 21:35:25 GMT -5
(ha. Well Tobais and Dallen want to do something. I bet saving Dallen's sister will help if it comes to that
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 21:35:50 GMT -5
(Here Hollow you can create a Lanniter as well) "Of course your grace. Um does the color of the wig matter?" Kelly asked. She knew exactly where to get thee items. "You can partake if you wish." Russ said before giving a toothy grin. "Just know my men won't be gentle those I suppose you like it like that." He gives her a wink before telling the men to get into group. "Night's Watch eh? I have been there once. My brother is a ranger and he writes to me when he can." "Do not fret. A husband who can't provide for this family is not a real man." Maverick said before moving away. "Still, I bet you want to visit the other houses. You may stay as long as you want and let me know if you need anything." Farsyrys idly touched her Targaryen hair. "Just make sure that whatever this color will be, must be different from my hair," she answered finally, nodding at the servant. Her violet eyes sparkled with adventure, "bring them to my room after you've acquired these items."
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 21:36:09 GMT -5
(Hello!)
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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 21:40:56 GMT -5
(yeah but their bored as hell. at least they would be doing something
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 20, 2017 21:44:45 GMT -5
Nodding at the Captain, she lifted her sword and said, "My father's best friend was Lord Commander when I was a little girl. He taught me how to fight. I'm sure I'm rusty, but I'd love a go at it." Entering the nearest group, Dyana smirked at the five other men and said, "Hello boys." Russ takes a few steps back eager to see how this would turn out. Nelson a sandy blonde haired man looks at her up and down and smirked. "Are you ready? Taking on five guys is quite the feat you know." He teased his tone having a double meaning. Nelson was like most males with his head in the gutter.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 20, 2017 21:48:23 GMT -5
Kelly nodded and soon jogged away to fetch the princess's items. Handmaiden clothes were easy enough to find. Kelly headed into one of the room and picks them up. After that, she heads somewhere else.
The servant opens up a door and motions for her to go inside. "Your room my lady." She said bowing her head. The room was spacious and had all manner of expensive items and pretty clothes.
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Post by liz on Jul 20, 2017 21:50:15 GMT -5
Smirking she replied, "I find it rather easy. I usually take at least five while lying on my back." Her mother would wash her mouth out for such words, but Dyana found talking like them often made them respect her quicker. Raising her sword in defense, she widened her stance and calmed her breathing, ready to attack and defend.
{{If word gets to Dyana, she would gladly join to save a young girl}}
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 20, 2017 21:56:58 GMT -5
Nelson was bit surprised and smirked as he swirls his sword. "A woman after my own heart. Shame Calvin gets to have you all to himself." He said before lunging towards her.
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 21:57:47 GMT -5
Farsyrys nods a little absentmindedly, then waves the servant away. Quickly, she pulls on the handmaiden clothes and the straw colored wig. She glances at her reflection in the mirror next to her large canopied bed. "Good enough," she muttered to herself, "time to go!" Farsyrys knew Idrys hated when she snuck out on her own. He was way too overprotective of her, and she hated it. Sure, he was one her only brothers (Idrys and Regan), but she hated the place and the rules that came along with it. Finding her usual servant exit, she snuck out into the outside world with her daggers tucked away safely within her garb and Naela hidden amongst her skirts.
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Post by liz on Jul 20, 2017 22:01:10 GMT -5
Blocking his sword, she smirked at the man, his face close to hers as she said, "If I ever get bored, I'll have to find you, won't it?" Shoving him away, she let out a laugh as she twirled her own sword with ease. "Come on boys, I thought you lot were nights, not scullery maids!" Winking at Lyla, Dyana smiled cheekily before covering her eyes with her left hand. "Will this make it easier, girls?"
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Post by deathlover on Jul 20, 2017 22:02:57 GMT -5
(Allyria wouldn't be happy considering she doesn't like to be seen as a damsel in distress but since she's most likely on thin ice only time will tell. Her father's loyalty to the Starks over the Lannisters have her in trouble if that is found out.)
"Thank you. That will be all." she waved her away before going towards the window and opening it to let in fresh air. She had to find a way to get back home while still keeping everyone happy. She knew if she didn't she would be made to marry down here to a man that she wouldn't care for. While not looking for love, she wanted to at least tolerate whoever she married.
He nodded and finished off the last of his drink and grabbed the meat when it came. "Then let's going I can eat and walk at the same time," he said as he pulled a piece off and feed it to the owl on his shoulder.
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 22:05:36 GMT -5
Im going to post a starter with Regan, just so I can sort of test him out lol, take him out for a test drive)
Regan sighed as he sat down on a chair in his room at Kings Landing, bored out of his mind. I have nobody to talk to or play with except for Snuffles. He thought to himself as he scratched his dragons back, who was currently sleeping on his lap. I might be able to slip out and play with some other kids, fun games like 'Provoke the Dragon' and 'Do whatever the prince says, no matter what' He thought to himself. (I'm reminded once more that they own dragons lmao, oops)
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 22:19:12 GMT -5
(Complete:
Kyra Cole // Kyra is quite short for a girl her age with an athletic build. She sports auburn colored hair often put up into a french twist. She has freckled concentrated on the apples of her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose. She has a relatively square shaped face as well as full lips. Her eyes are a dark brown--almost black color.// 14// Kyra is curious by nature, which causes her to be too nosy for many's liking. In general, Kyra is obedient and listens to orders fairly well. She often sticks her nose where it does not belong, causing herself a lot of trouble. She doesn't have many friends and she prefers it that way.// Servant// N/A// N/A// Born and raised in King's Landing, Kyra has, for some reason, never had the opportunity of meeting her parents.// Prince Regan Targaryen// N/A// Other//Hollywillow
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 20, 2017 22:31:47 GMT -5
Nelson rolled his shoulders back. "I was just getting started." He motioned for the others to rush her and he would attack one he had a opening. The others nodded and lunged at her. One of the men had a mace and swings it hard at her face. Another a skinny looking man used his sword to go for her legs and another went for her arms.
Calvin in the meantime was in his office reading over some letters he received. A few were from his relatives in king's landing and another was from House Bolton.
Seth hummed as he takes a moment to step away from the forge. He takes in a deep breathe then looks out at the sea. His mentor had said that they would be traveling to other lands to sell their weapons. Seth was ready to leave King's Landing and see more.
Far off in Harrenhall deep in a dungeon, there was cries of agony and pain as a man begged for his life. A girl of about 26 or so smirked as she swirls her bloody knife. This was Felicity a pretty looking woman with a dark side. She was a Bolton and like most she was rather disturbed. "Maybe if you scream louder the gods will save you." She said chuckling softly.
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Post by Hollywillow on Jul 20, 2017 22:39:53 GMT -5
Breathing in the air outside the palace and in the streets was refreshing to the princess. Farsyrys hated the stuffy atmosphere often in her home. Patting Naela through her skirts, she wandered off.
Not discreetly, she wandered near the docks, catching sight of ships leaving and some returning. Fascinated, Farsyrys pulled off her hood, freeing her straw colored wig hair, glancing about.
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