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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 16:38:03 GMT -5
The Harbour of King's Landing.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 16:39:30 GMT -5
The day before the wedding, Princess Lavinia decided to go for a walk in the city. She wore a very revealing golden dress that showed off her cleavage and her big hoop earrings.
Following her in the distance was Damon Wyl.
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 16:43:01 GMT -5
Some distance away Euron swaggered along towards a tavern. He saw the woman and changed course, heading straight for her.
"What's a pretty wench like you doing here? Looking for customers?"
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 16:44:56 GMT -5
Lavinia placed a hand on her chest, a hugely insulted look on her face. "Wench?" She said, staring at the man. "Who do you presume you are to speak like that to the Princess of Dorne?"
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 16:50:50 GMT -5
He burst out laughing and pointedly eyed her chest.
"And I'm Aegon the Conqueror! Want me to escort you back to the Street of Silks? I was there only last night, so fortunately I know the way."
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 16:52:30 GMT -5
Lavinia reached into a secret pocket in her dress and pulled out a dagger, spinning it elegantly in her hand. "Insult me again and I will cut off you balls," She replied, her voice conjuring up the image of a snake.
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 16:55:36 GMT -5
He seemed unperturbed by the dagger and simply grinned at her.
"Ah, a steel kiss? I'd rather you kiss me with your lips, though I'll let you choose where. Now come on, put the dagger away and I'll buy you a drink."
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Liam Sand
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Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken
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Post by Liam Sand on Aug 24, 2012 16:57:04 GMT -5
Liam had just recently arrived in the city. He had decided to travel by sea, as the long trek through the arid landscape of Dorne did not appeal to him. He had never sailed before, but he took an instant liking to it, and set about to learn all he could about sailing. When he arrived at the harbour of King's Landing, he had a hard time pulling himself away from it. He was strolling along in sight of the ocean when he saw a young woman he was sure he recognized.
'Princess? Lavinia, is that you?' He brushed aside the man towering over his princess. 'It is you. What are you doing out here unguarded?'
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 16:58:34 GMT -5
"What makes you think I will got for a drink with a disgusting creature like you?" Lavinia asked, eying Euron up with a disgusted pout. "A Princess of Dorne does not entertain scum like you."
She then turned to the newcomer. "And you are?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. "Someone who presumes I am unprotected it seems."
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 17:00:39 GMT -5
Euron grinned. He still thought the woman was a high class whore pretending to be a princess - else why dress like one? - but he was rather enjoying the game, and the intrusion of the other man was an annoyance.
"Me, disgusting? None of my other women had ever had any complaints. They soon change their tune once I get them naked," he said with a cocky grin.
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Liam Sand
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Post by Liam Sand on Aug 24, 2012 17:04:26 GMT -5
'You don't remember me..?' Liam sighed. 'Well, I suppose it has been awhile since I have seen you around Sunspear. I'm Liam. Prince Oberyn's son, and I didn't mean to imply that you needed protection, but the harbour of King's Landing isn't the place for a Princess.'
Liam was distracted by the wiry man standing over him. 'Who is this man? Do you know him?'
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 17:07:37 GMT -5
"Oh, you, yes," Lavinia replied, placing her dagger back into the secret pocket. "You're a bastard," She added, smirking.
"And yes, I do know this man," Lavinia told him, pushing herself against Euron. "A good friend of mine." She smiled menacingly.
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 17:10:20 GMT -5
Euron grinned and put his hand on her buttocks.
"A very dear friend indeed," he said. "And no bastard either. I doubt a prince's bastard is any different to another kind of bastard. But my blood is true."
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Liam Sand
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Post by Liam Sand on Aug 24, 2012 17:18:12 GMT -5
'One of many,' replied Liam. He was far from Prince Oberyn's only bastard child, and his sisters had convinced him long ago to show no shame in it. 'Glad to see you're making friends in the Capital so quickly.' He said giving Euron a cursory glance. The man was clearly ironborn, which peaked Liam's new found interest in sailing.
'Are you a captain, then?' Liam asked eagerly.
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Post by Euron Drumm on Aug 24, 2012 17:21:54 GMT -5
"Aye. And the Drumm of Old Wyk, Also known as the Bone Hand."
He leered menacingly at Liam.
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