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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 24, 2012 23:44:28 GMT -5
"PODRICK! BLOODY HELLS, WHERE ARE YOU!" Yelled the Hightower
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 24, 2012 23:47:22 GMT -5
Podrick already on Scarlet Wind saw the drunkard figure standing on the docks. He yelled "Come to get me here you oaf!"
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 24, 2012 23:49:38 GMT -5
"NO! I WON'T HURT YOU! DAMN YOU! I BROKE YOUR DAMN DOOR!" the Hightower screamed
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 24, 2012 23:53:24 GMT -5
He ignored the man screaming. Took out his notes them all... And wrote one single sentence.
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 23:59:29 GMT -5
A rather sourly man walked up from below deck to see Pod standing by the railing.
"Oi, wha' do you think yar doin' on me boat?"
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 0:03:04 GMT -5
"This is the Scarlet Wind isn't it? Take this 20 dragons and take me to the Fingers, please, Ser...." He threw a bag with the golden coins at the man...
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 0:08:52 GMT -5
The captain grabbed the bag and felt the weight. Satisfied, he tucked the bag into his belt.
"Names Capt. Quail, and this be me boat, the Scarlet Wind. Figure I can drop you off, no problem, no sir. Won't shove off til the morrow, though."
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 0:11:26 GMT -5
He turned to the captain. "Captain would you have a Raven a board or some way I could send message to someone far away??"
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 0:14:44 GMT -5
Scratching his beard with a thoroughly disgusting nail, he thought. "Hmm, not that I know of. I can give the message to the captain of the Jolly Giant. It be a small ship, but it makes port in Gulltown by tomorrow, and a raven can be sent from there. Who's the recipient?"
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 0:17:06 GMT -5
"That I shall right myself" He took a piece of paper and wrote a quick message. "Tell him to send it to Braavos and give him this bloody stag..."
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 0:19:28 GMT -5
Capt. Quail took the message and put it in his breast pocket. "Will do."
OOC: May want to message Other what the message says, so when it arrives, the reciepient knows what it says
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 0:22:29 GMT -5
"Thank you Ser Captain... Now... Where are my chambers, please?" He followed the man stumbling.
OOC: Just done that, thanks...
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 0:26:40 GMT -5
The Captain led him down a flight of stairs and opened the first noticeable door. "In here."
The room was far from furbished, and contained a hammock, lantern, and several barrels of some liquid, probably to be sold in port.
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 7:04:08 GMT -5
"Where in the seven hells am I?" Pod woke up, his body was all aching and he was in a ship cambers. "How did I get here?"... He strode towards the door. "Who's the captain of this ship, I demand speaking to him?" At least he felt the ship was anchored, he didn't know where.
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 8:52:55 GMT -5
When he got on the deck, with his package in hand, Podrick remembered what had happened last nigh... "Ohh gods I drank... and my notes... I ripped of my notes.... MY NOTES..." He left a dragon infornt of the captains cabin door and went running throgh the streets of Kings Landing...
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