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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 24, 2012 19:04:27 GMT -5
Standing near the Great Sept hill is Baelish's Manse, one of the biggest and most confortable of the city.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 24, 2012 19:06:59 GMT -5
After announcinghis presence to the king, he decided to go talk to his Uncle. He knew the old man preferred a thousand times leaving at their Manse than in the Red Keep. He unlocked the door and in a loud but not roaring tone he said. "Uncle, are you home?".
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 19:25:05 GMT -5
A servant comes to inform Lord Baelish that his Uncle is in the Master of Coins offices in the Red Keep.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 24, 2012 19:25:55 GMT -5
HE sighed, he would need to go all the way back to the Red Keep, at least he could unload his packages and leave some of the men behind.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 26, 2012 19:23:30 GMT -5
Jory enters the manse, with the usual joyful attitude. Unbidden, he expected Lord Baelish to be unhappy, but Jory didn't care much for that. Jory had business to attend to, and all business was important above anything else, no matter how small it may seem.
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Irritant at having waited for so long, Jory left the mansion to go off drinking.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Nov 2, 2012 12:37:17 GMT -5
"Here, Lord Grafton, here will be able to talk freely" Pod said entering his office in the manse.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Nov 2, 2012 12:41:51 GMT -5
Lord Gerrard entered the Baelish manse and took a sit on the nearest chair.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Nov 2, 2012 14:42:04 GMT -5
Pod eyed the the Lord of Gulltown an have a grin. "I hope my lord has liked my gift..."
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Nov 2, 2012 16:07:52 GMT -5
"It was a really beautiful pelt i'm thankful for it,could you fetch me some wine please?"Gerrard said as he glanced to the madness of King's Landing through the window,Gulltown was a bustling city but King's Landing was much more crazy than Gerrard could think of.
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Post by Jory Farice on Nov 2, 2012 16:14:43 GMT -5
Jory walks in and heads to his room, "Ignore me."
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Nov 2, 2012 19:05:47 GMT -5
"Of course, my lord..." He looked at Jory and Harshly said. "Jory, I need to talk to you when I'm done with Grafton, and in the meantime please fetch him some of that Arbor Vintage." He gazed back back at Gerrard. "So, what have you thought of my proposal...?"
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Nov 2, 2012 19:20:36 GMT -5
"I must admit it is a temptating offer,I see only privileges for both sides I don't see any impediment for this marriage."Gerrard said with a large smile
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Nov 2, 2012 19:26:41 GMT -5
Pod's smile faded, in the night he talked to his sister he thought of another term, Lord Grafton probably wouldn't like it much but he could try. "There's another request Firmin didn't told you... In the two first years of their marriage the bride and groom shall live in Baelish Keep... Give the girl some time to get used to the married life..."
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Nov 2, 2012 19:28:48 GMT -5
"I accept it with one condition Gerold can come to Gulltown anytime he wants."
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Nov 2, 2012 19:33:16 GMT -5
"Perfect..." Pod produced a piece of parchment out of the table's drawer... He wrote the whole agreement. " Trade rights.... Military access... Between... Gulltown and... Baelish Keep..." He finishes writing it up. "Please, sign here... Here... And finally here..."
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