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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 21:55:36 GMT -5
The Hand had been bringing a fork laden with berry pie to his mouth. Upon hearing the words "Ice" and "stole" in the same sentence, the fork fell from his hand and clattered on his plate.
His voice raised, enough for some of the others on the dais to look his way, he replied, "Stolen? An ancestral sword that has dated back to the Doom of Valyria has been stolen?"
Checking his voice, Richard continued, "I hope that you find these bandits, nephew. And I hope they are dealt with... sufficiently. The King will be holding an audience tomorrow, perhaps he may be able to lend some assistance to your search."
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Post by Lord Wilhelm Stark on Aug 24, 2012 22:01:14 GMT -5
"I will hunt them, and I will show them what it means to scorn a Direwolf, as I have done before. I will not show mercy to the ones who disrespect our family." He says in a low growl. "He looks to Ser Podrick still with a look of anger on his face. "I will be returning, yes but I must stop by the Vale to visit Jeremy Arryn, his daughter and I...." His face goes soft for a moment then hardens again. "We were close. I wish to see him off before his time has come."
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 24, 2012 22:04:10 GMT -5
Arthur turned to Wilhelm. May I accompany you too, m'lord? I am handy with a sword and have always wanted to see the Vale."
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 22:04:57 GMT -5
Ser Edric enters the hall with a fierce hunger from the days events. However he knows his courtesies and proceeds to the head table to give his best wishes to the royal family.
"Your Grace, Princess Aelinor, and of course the happy new royal couple. My best wishes to you and your kin. May you have many glorious years together."
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 24, 2012 22:07:24 GMT -5
He turned to Willhelm. "Then During your visit to the Eyrie I shall visit the Fingers in order to take my pet... And you'll surely need a nice guide I the dangerous lands of the Vale."
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 22:08:36 GMT -5
The King lights up. "Ah yes, thank you Ser Edric, please as new Master of Arms for the Goldcloaks, I would like to present you with your personal Manse here in the city for your family." He smiles to him
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 22:11:04 GMT -5
"I'm sure you do, Harold. I confess, sometimes I miss it too, it was a magnificent place."
More happily, he continued, "Good! I am glad to hear you are happy here. You know, I just had an idea, something that boys your age usually experience. I will be riding in the Princess' tourney in a week, but I did not bring a squire with me from Horn Hill. I will need some help donning my armor and I'll need someone to hand me my lance. If the King gives his leave, would you like to help me?"
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The Hand relaxes a little, and picks up his fork once again. "Good, Lord Stark, good. I trust those men will get their comeuppance. As for an excursion to the Vale, I must recommend that you do not dote for too long in the Eyrie. Every day is a chance for those bastards to put more distance between themselves and the wrath of the North."
Softer, he added, "But I understand why you want to visit the Vale. Give Lord Arryn's son my best, and that I am truly sorry to hear about his family."
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 22:11:26 GMT -5
Ser Edric is delighted beyond words at the gift from the King.
"Your Grace, I humbly accept your gift. You are the picture of kindness and virtue. I hope to serve you well."
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 24, 2012 22:17:45 GMT -5
He bid farewell to his company "Befor you leave please tell me."and left for his manse.
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Post by Lord Wilhelm Stark on Aug 24, 2012 22:17:50 GMT -5
He looks to Arthur and to Podrick. "If you wish it to come to the North with me that is your wish. However I must warn you Winterfell is in a state of repair and may not hold accommodations as well as before." He nods to his uncle. "I Will not, I only wish to give Jeremy a final farewell....and you know I must visit the grave site." In truth that was more a reason to go to Wilhelm then seeing his old friend pass on, Richard Knew that too probably.
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 24, 2012 22:20:28 GMT -5
Arthur smiled, "I trust we are staying for the tourney? It would be a slight if the Lord of Winterfell were not there."
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Post by Princess Aelinor Targaryen on Aug 24, 2012 22:22:25 GMT -5
She looked at her father, watching out for the return of the Princess with the wine. "I just want to know what is to become of me? The twins are married now, and as it stands I am the last one that is available"
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 22:22:29 GMT -5
Ser Edric sees Wilhelm is conversation with his Uncle, The Hand, and decides to head over to give his greetings.
"I hope I am not interrupting. Lord Hand Richard, it has been a while. Last I saw you I must have still been squiring for old Ser Aemon, before the war. I hope you are well."
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 24, 2012 22:23:32 GMT -5
Before he left Pod turned to Arthur with a grin. "I'll stay for it... Just don't trust a lance trough my neck!"
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 22:25:20 GMT -5
"Of course, of course." Richard knew there was more to it, but he only allowed a brief silence to acknowledge the delicate matter.
"One thing though nephew. When you find these robbers, send me a letter at once. I do not care how you handle them, but I fear I will be in a state of worry until I hear of your success."
Turning to the Crannogman, Richard immediately recognized him. 'Ah yes, Edric. Or, I suppose, Ser Edric now." The Hand flashed a quick smile. "I trust you have been well these past years?"
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