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Post by The Great Other on Aug 25, 2012 12:27:52 GMT -5
The Great Hall of the Red Keep is king is sitting down on the Iron Throne and listening to the requests of his people. Court is now open.
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 12:58:32 GMT -5
Pod entered the hall, all the crowd looked with twisted eyes. He kneeled before the dais. "Your Grace, my father had sent some men to accompany me in the journey here, In order to arrive in time for the wedding I needed to come before them... But until now they haven't arrived. I came here to beg , My King, for you to lend me a scort to search for my men on the Kingsroad..."
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 25, 2012 13:11:06 GMT -5
The king looks down. "Fine, you shall have one patrol of Goldcloaks to aid you on your search, I hope you find what you are looking for."
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 13:14:43 GMT -5
"I'm so very grateful, your grace... I shall leave now" He bowed...
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 25, 2012 13:16:25 GMT -5
Arthur Hightower enter the Great Hall and spotted Pod. It was all he could do not to run up to him. "Decided to come back, eh?"
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 13:20:55 GMT -5
"Oh you... I must apologize again... but I need to run, my father men are lost in the kingsroad, if you'd like you could join me... so we could talk better..." He told Ser Arthur.
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 25, 2012 13:22:58 GMT -5
"Let me retrieve my arms and armour. Where will we meet?" Arthur asked.
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 25, 2012 13:24:40 GMT -5
"Gate Of The Gods..." He begged his leave and left the hall.
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 14:14:52 GMT -5
Ser Cedric enters the hall dressed in a rather simple tunic, green in color with small wooden toggles. In his hands he carries a long pinewood box. Seeing that no one was currently petitioning the King, the knight strode forward and knelt before his liege.
"My King, I regret to inform you that my family's travels has greatly tired my father, but he has sent me in his place to present you with this." Ser Cedric lifted the box above his head, so that the King may open it.
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 25, 2012 14:19:44 GMT -5
The Hand steps down to take the Box, he walks up and hands it to the king who opens it.
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 14:29:41 GMT -5
Inside the box is a spear as long as most men are tall, finely crafted. The head of the spear is much larger than your typical spear, which points to only one use for this weapon.
"Us Tarlys know a thing or two about hunting, and I have heard that the Kingswoods is flush with game. As such, a boar spear would seem to be a necessity. Perhaps one day you will be able to visit the hunting grounds around Horn Hill, as there is no equal in Westeros."
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 25, 2012 14:57:44 GMT -5
The King nods. "That sounds like a great idea, I will have to make arrangements with your father. Thank you for the gift. Was there anything else?"
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 25, 2012 15:14:25 GMT -5
Cedric nods. "Yes, Your Grace. I wanted to know if I could borrow the young Tyrell for the tourney. My usual squire was unable to make the long trek on the Roseroad, and as such I have no one to help me don my armor and hand me my lance."
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 25, 2012 18:31:58 GMT -5
He smiles. "I am sure Harold would love that, and if he wants to he can." He looks to the amount of people gathered then nods to another person next to him.
The new person steps up and looks around. "I am Master of Ceremonies, I would like each person interesting in ether of the events to come to the Tourney Grounds later today so that I may explain the events." He annouses.
The King nods. "Is there anyone else who wishes to speak with me?" He calls to the group.
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Post by Ser Podrick Baelish on Aug 28, 2012 16:23:14 GMT -5
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He entered the Great Hall in a hurry, and kneeled for his king. "My king great news arrived and I would like to tell them to the realm..." All lords and ladies in the room were staring at him.
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