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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 19, 2012 18:41:17 GMT -5
"It's Lord Longthorn, to you, in fact everyone. Now we both know you've bedded many women, now you choose my sister. Let's one thing clear, my lord. If you harm her in any way, shape, or form and I will cut your balls off with a hot knife, take your lands, and well, use your imagination. She is my sister! You are one of my most trusted lords, alongside Lord Tarly and Fossoway." he smiled. "Dismissed, my lord."
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 19, 2012 18:49:46 GMT -5
He laughs. "Lord Tyrell, it was my understanding that you choose her for me, and I am what I am but I am not a cad. I have done much for house Tyrell, unless you have forgotten already?" He looks down to Longhorn. "So do not insult me, because I would not like to see you try and come at me, and with that good day Lord Tyrell." He turns and leaves.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 19, 2012 18:53:52 GMT -5
Leo grimaced. He had to protect his sister. He had lost three already. Two to the fighting, one to the maesters. He would not lose his Mari. He had raised her. "We'll be leaving for King's Landing, soon!" he called to Oakheart.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 19, 2012 18:55:35 GMT -5
"I will say my farewells to your sister and meet you at the gate." He said not turning back.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 19, 2012 18:59:29 GMT -5
"I thought to send her to Winterfell, to the Wolf's wedding." he walked after him.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 19, 2012 19:01:41 GMT -5
He knocks to the girls door. "Smart, I should be with her...." He mumbles, perhaps....he really does care for her.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 19, 2012 19:03:40 GMT -5
"You will go with her, you are her husband and now her sword shield. You'll be travelling with my wife, son and fifty men." he stood next to him.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 19, 2012 20:31:50 GMT -5
The young Tyrell runs out and hugs her husband. Mari Oakheart smiles and kisses his cheek, still having that newlywed feeling to her.
"Good, I would want nothing less." He said holding his wife.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 20, 2012 0:02:05 GMT -5
Leo smiled. Oakheart was a good man, a bit of a skirt chaser, but good. "Keep her safe and the rest of my family, Nathan. Mari, I trust you will give my regards to Wilhem and Lorraine Stark?"
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 20, 2012 0:16:28 GMT -5
Mari sticks her tongue out at her brother, "Of course I will send them our regards."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 20, 2012 0:47:26 GMT -5
"Enjoy the wedding, I'm off to talk about war in King's Landing." he sighed. He looked up at Oakheart. "Have Tyles Ford make sure everything is ready for the trip. Oh, and when you return I may have a little gift for you." he walked away.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 20, 2012 20:59:17 GMT -5
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Gerold knocked on the door of Lord Leobald's Solar, his fist making distinctive sharp strikes as his bodyguard stood beside him. Why did Tyrell want Gerold, a man who hadn't participated in the war, to join in peace talks? He didn't know, and hoped to find out.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 20, 2012 21:01:48 GMT -5
He answered the door. These last few days had passed so quickly. He has his sons, Lord Oakheart, Lord Tarly, and Lord Fossoway and several guards in the room with him. "Ah, yes, Lord Hightower please come in." he motioned with his arm as he smiled.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 20, 2012 21:03:13 GMT -5
Gerold went straight to the point. "You sent for me, my lord."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 20, 2012 21:04:56 GMT -5
"Yes I did. We both know you are a capable leader. You held Oldtown from the Dornish. We'll be leaving for King's Landing soon to discuss peace. I want you at my side." he flashed his smile.
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