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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Dec 25, 2012 9:45:47 GMT -5
Pod started writing, he made it as fast as possible but always being subtle in it's content. When he finished writing he read out loud for Grafton to hear. " Firmín, thank gods I sent you to King's Landing. We change in our course of action. Meet with a men called Kote in the tavern "Lover's Shadow" in Flea Bottom. We need a hunter to take down the Falcon. I'll pay well, tell him. Cheers. May the Seven be with you. " He stared at the parchment for a moment, then wrapped it. Without asking Grafton he grabbed one of his candles and poured a bit of wax, and with a flat ring of his, he sealed the letter. "Now let's hope Redfort will get my meaning..." He said to himself.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Dec 25, 2012 9:50:09 GMT -5
"Won't you be using your seal?,Firmin might be suspicious if it was really you who wrote the letter or an impostor."
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Dec 25, 2012 9:56:57 GMT -5
"Of course not..." Pod grinned. "For important matters with Firmin I use this different tipe of parchment, see..." He produced another out of his cloak's pocket. "It's lighter, more resistent and has this little brown lines if you look close enough." He cleared his throat. "Also, Firmín is really used to my handwrite." He put it away, back on his pocket. "All safety is not enough, if it ends in the wrong hands it can hardly prove being mine. But, yes, there's always the chance of Firmín not trusting it's content, but it's better than getting our heads chopped off..."
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Jan 8, 2013 19:03:42 GMT -5
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Podrick knocked at the door three times and awaited for the answer of Lord Grafton. He hoped that he wouldn't bother the ruler of Gulltown in the middle of the night. Since he'd sent the letter, some hours ago he couldn't manage to get some sleep. He needed to do something.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Jan 8, 2013 19:07:03 GMT -5
"What now Podrick",he rubbed the sleep from his face."Another idea to kill Arryn I suppose".
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Jan 8, 2013 19:10:27 GMT -5
"Don't make joke abou that, Grafton..." Pod said grimly but even though he couldn't countain a small chuckle. "I couldn't sleep since we sent the raven... I have a bad feeling..."
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Jan 8, 2013 19:12:42 GMT -5
"You sent the damn letter a few hours ago the raven might have stopped for a snack,relax a bit will you?"
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Jan 8, 2013 19:15:11 GMT -5
"I should, shouldn't I?" He whispered as a child would. But after a moment o thought he grinned. "Wait... I have a better idea..." He turned to leave.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Jan 8, 2013 19:17:52 GMT -5
"You already interrupted my sleep now speak here dammit."
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Jan 8, 2013 19:19:17 GMT -5
He turned back and laughed. "I'm going to King's Landing, Gerrard! If you want a job well done, do it yourself..." He laughed maniacally and left.
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Post by Lord Gerrard Grafton on Jan 8, 2013 19:22:51 GMT -5
"Oh fuck it I'm going with you."
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