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Post by zeubercat on Oct 23, 2012 21:15:27 GMT -5
Gerold silently looked around the hall from side of Lord Tyrell. If everyone's eyes were on the King, than nobody's eyes would be on him. He observed people around him, making notes in his head about them.
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Post by kalashnikov on Oct 23, 2012 22:07:11 GMT -5
Lord Randon Tarly, followed closely by Ser Aran Oakheart approached the King and bowed.
Being a man of few words, "Your grace." is all he says.
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Post by Lord Tybolt Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 23:05:23 GMT -5
Finding his audience with the king interrupted, Lord Tybolt frowned. He bowed before the king again, then took his leave, gesturing for his entourage to follow him out of the Hall.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Oct 24, 2012 7:37:20 GMT -5
Lord Grafton enters the Great Hall and sees Baelish talking to the king.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 13:31:26 GMT -5
The king stands and everyone shuts up. "My lords....please, I know this is a time of no fighting, but as custom I will look to the problems of my lords and subjects, if you have something you wish to bring to my attention please speak up now." And sits back down.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 24, 2012 14:53:40 GMT -5
Leobald Tyrell strode up to the Iron Throne. "I have three matter to discuss, your Grace."
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 15:09:29 GMT -5
"Speak Lord Tyrell." The King says.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 24, 2012 15:51:38 GMT -5
"First, I require the return of my knight and loyal friend, Ser Arthur Hightower from Dorne. Second, I have lost much land in this war. I would like some in recompense. Third, I have an unmarried son and you a daughter. Why not wed Jonnet and Velena, unify our houses." He bowed.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 15:57:41 GMT -5
The king was quite shocked at all three of the demands. "Lord Tyrell you ask for a lot, The Dorne hold your friend as a prisoner of war, perhaps such can be discussed later at the summit. Second the royal family owes you naught for the war as we did not start nor did we fight only to cause a ceasefire, thirdly your offer will be taken into account however such can not be provided with a simple yes or no." He says.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 24, 2012 16:01:25 GMT -5
Leo smiled, he didn't let emotions get the better of him. "My men have been fighting this war for two decades. We have die for you, and only now do you release the dragons. When will the summit commence?"
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 17:05:22 GMT -5
"As I understand the War was out of the Seven, I understand your loyalty but you did not fight for me you fought for your faiths. I will be leading the summit in the marrow I am allowing all the lords to arrive." He said with a smile.
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Post by Jory Farice on Oct 24, 2012 17:17:25 GMT -5
Jory leans quietly on a pillar and watches the procession. He smiles and eyes each of the men and women in the halls.
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After a time of watching, Jory began to feel his stomach growl with hunger. A fine time for food as ever, he laughed and left the hall.
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Oct 24, 2012 21:28:03 GMT -5
The Blackfyre procession enters the Great Keep, led by Lord Damon. Trajan stands at the place of honor on his right, as befitting the firstborn son.
He examined the keep he had not seen in a decade, eyes resting on the barbed Iron Throne and the man occupying it.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 24, 2012 21:56:39 GMT -5
"Lord Tyrell, understand that I too have a kingdom to run, however I will overhear your side at the meeting." He looked out to the crowd. "Anyone else with to approach and bring a notice to the king?"
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Oct 24, 2012 22:11:53 GMT -5
Trajan looked to his father, wondering if he had anything to say to the king.
He looked around, trying to determine which of his cousins were present.
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