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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 25, 2012 19:21:58 GMT -5
Jory ate a piece of bacon and laughed, "Of course, my lady, it's not as fun if a man just tries to reach out and grab; far less rewarding as well." As Jory continues eating and drinking, he notices the Tully general enter and smiles. I am so going to die here, he thought despite his smile.
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Post by Lord Tybolt Lannister on Oct 25, 2012 22:36:44 GMT -5
"I'm no lady," she muttered, grinning. She watched the man in Tully colors enter. "Well, Master Farice, please come as often as you like. Water is plentiful and free and I rather enjoy talking with you. I must go attend to the other customers, though." She dipped a slight curtsey, then shoved the rag back into her pocket and went to speak to the newcomer.
"Hullo, Ser," she said, not simpering or pouting or flirting as Megga had done. "What would be your pleasure?"
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 27, 2012 18:54:42 GMT -5
Jory came in through the door and called for some wine. He took the pouch from his belt and shook it to make sure there was some coin in there, and the coins within clinked happily.
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As no one has approached him, Jory assumes the tavern is closed and leaves.
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