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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:09:49 GMT -5
Trajan Blackfyre's spacious quarters in the Red Keep.
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:11:39 GMT -5
Trajan entered his chambers fresh from his tavern meeting with the other lords. He took a seat and poured two goblets of wine, waiting for the barkeep that had been following him since his departure. The man was quiet but the shadows were Trajan's domain.
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 19:13:04 GMT -5
Arsilen climbed through the stairwell under the bed. He mapped his escape routes. "My lord?"
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:17:11 GMT -5
"You move too quietly for a barkeep." Trajan notes, offering one of the goblets.
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 19:20:03 GMT -5
"I don't drink. It makes you clumsy and slow. I recieved your message. What did you want to discuss? My time is precious." he stayed standing, body loose and hood up. "And I am more than a barkeep."
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:41:08 GMT -5
"The time is coming where a single skilled man with a blade could alter the future of this kingdom." he said, after drinking from his own glass. "I wonder if for the right price, you could be that man."
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 19:43:11 GMT -5
"What can you offer me?" he shifted his weight, stayin loose.
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:46:32 GMT -5
"Gold, of course." Trajan answered. "Unless perhaps you had something else in mind?"
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 19:50:09 GMT -5
"I've been paid in many ways. Land, gold, treasures that men would kill for. I have plenty of gold." he smiled, a grin that showed through the darkness of his hood.
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 19:52:31 GMT -5
"A position in court then?" Trajan asked, enjoying the negotiation. "With a lordship to accompany it."
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 19:58:14 GMT -5
"No. I prefer to stay below the webbings of court. Any other offers?"
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 20:11:23 GMT -5
"A cutthroat without a price." Trajam mused. "Name your boon then. Just remember that of you do not take the job I can find a thousand others that will."
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 20:19:40 GMT -5
"We'll discuss the price later. Who's the target?"
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Nov 24, 2012 20:25:32 GMT -5
Trajan removed a scrap of paper with the target's name and slipped it to the assassin, his violet eyes watching the assassin's for a reaction.
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Post by Arsilen on Nov 24, 2012 20:29:23 GMT -5
He read it carefully, then smiled. "A contract's a contract." he tossed it in the fire. "I'll come for my payment. But there's one more thing."
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