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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Nov 11, 2012 14:12:09 GMT -5
A modest little whorehouse full of the lustiest women in Westeros Todric sits in an extremely comfortable chair as he surrounds himself with the prettiest whores the place has to offer. Wine in hand, of course. Jory stands by the whore house's door, acting as a bouncer. Lord Tully had paid quite a large sum of coin to make it so that Jory was able let in or keep out anyone he wanted. |
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 9, 2013 20:25:18 GMT -5
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Todric takes back his comfortable chair and resumes his promiscuity.
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Post by Ser Simon Paege on Jan 12, 2013 17:53:14 GMT -5
When Simon arrived at the Shaved Clam he was a bit surprised to find that it was a whore house and not in fact a bar.
"Oh," he said to the man who led him here, "now I see what you were talking about." He let out a good chuckle.
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 12, 2013 20:46:47 GMT -5
The man bowed to Simon before leaving his side. "Yes.. it is well, Lord Tully does like this place."
Todric notices Ser Simon almost immediately. "Ser Simon! Good of you to come Lad!" He calls over girls all around him, and wine in hand. "We have much business to discuss."
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Post by Ser Simon Paege on Jan 12, 2013 21:16:55 GMT -5
Simon moves over to Lord Tully and takes a seat. He can't help but glance at the women, many of them who have their breast hanging out of their dresses, or not clothed at all.
"I am at your service Lord Tully. What is it you wish to speak of?"
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 14, 2013 15:21:50 GMT -5
"I'd like to speak of a lot of things, Lad, but I have a tail of vermin that never seem to leave me alone. I must keep cheese in my pocket without knowing." Todric said with a laugh, as he continues to drink. "You are quite the sneak though, if I'm not mistaken. You served with the scouts during the last few years of the war, did you not? Under Lord Vance?" He paused for a moment. "You're not that young, why don't I remember you from before? Jumping in at the tail end of things to steal the glory!" Todric finds himself funny again, as he just rapidly speaks at Ser Simon.
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Post by Ser Simon Paege on Jan 14, 2013 15:56:35 GMT -5
Simon gives a small chuckle at the lord's joke. "It's true, I was only there for the last part of the war. Before that I was away...travelling." Simon pauses.
"My father had thought that it would be well for me to get to know the country." Simon says, hoping the lord won't press further.
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 14, 2013 16:25:45 GMT -5
"Always good to know the lands! Your father was a wise man." Todric said, and then moving on to more important matters. "I am in need of protection while I am here. You have a reputation of being a true Knight. One that undoubtedly follows the Seven? Regardless, you are also not that well known. Don't take that offensively now, lad, but that is what I need. Too many people around I can't trust. Can I trust you?"
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Jan 14, 2013 17:27:30 GMT -5
((Fuck it. Want to rp))
Gerik entered and called for wine. He wore a doublet of red and white with rearing griffins upon it. He scanned the crowd to see if there was anyone of interest.
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Post by Ser Simon Paege on Jan 14, 2013 19:00:42 GMT -5
Simon nods his head, it was flattering to be called a true knight. "I am yours my lord. Whatever you need just ask. If it's protection you need, you had it the moment I walked in."
Simon takes note of the knight entering the room.
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 14, 2013 20:31:17 GMT -5
Todric is pleased by Ser Simon's response but is clearly not with the Stormlander entering.
"I should really buy this place so I can keep R'hllor worshiping filth out of here." Todric said not very quietly.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Jan 15, 2013 9:21:58 GMT -5
Gerik looked towards Todric and smiled. It was a unsettling smile, filled with white teeth. He shook his head and set his red locks bouncing. "You like my hair? A gift from R'llhor they say." He walked towards them. "Ah, a fish. At the Clam." He chuckled to himself' "Must we be enemies? It is a time of peace! The Rose King is dead and Trajan rules on the Iron Throne. I say we have a round of drinks together!"
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Post by Ser Simon Paege on Jan 15, 2013 9:42:52 GMT -5
When Simon had sat he had undone his sword from his side and laid it next to him. Now that the knight approached he picked his sword up and lay it upon his lap. Simon danced his fingers upon the hilt of his sword.
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Post by Lord Todric Tully on Jan 15, 2013 10:05:37 GMT -5
Todric gave a disgusted look as the Stormlander spoke of his hair as a gift from R'hllor. He did give a laugh at the word peace, though.
"Yes a round of drinks, why not? I was doing that anyway."
He was pleased to see Ser Simon keeping his sword almost ready, there would be tension here, and drinks may only make it worse if an argument broke out.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Jan 15, 2013 12:41:20 GMT -5
Gerik smiled and turned towards the knight. "Come now, there is no need to raise your sword against mine!" He called for a round of drinks. "May I sit?" He gestured towards an empty chair.
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