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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 9:43:00 GMT -5
The Lasyn's are an ancient family of Volantis, and they claim descent from the dragon lords, House Targaryen. Their leader is very prominent in the city, and for hundreds of years the head of the house has wielded an impressive sword, which they call Dark Sister.
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Post by The Drowned God on Jun 1, 2008 9:55:52 GMT -5
Lewyn arrives at the manse and waits to be greeted by the lord.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 9:58:11 GMT -5
An attractive woman with tan skin greets them in the courtyard. She speaks in the common tongue, with only a slight accent. She may even have a dornish drawl.
"Welcome to the manse of the Lasyn family," she said pleasantly. "Master Antaryon will be most pleased to receive you and your men tonight for supper."
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Post by The Drowned God on Jun 1, 2008 10:02:25 GMT -5
"It will be a joy. I have heard much about the Lasyn family and cannot wait to meet lord Antaryon." He looked at the woman in an interested manner, a small smile on his face. "As you know, I am Lord Lewyn Corbray, however may I have the privilige of knowing the name of a beautiful young woman such as you?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 10:04:48 GMT -5
"A great honor and pleasure, Lord Corbray," she said in the same soft voice. "I am Lady Elia, from a knightly House of Dorne."
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Post by The Drowned God on Jun 1, 2008 10:10:58 GMT -5
"An honor to meet you. I am afraid I have never been to Dorne but I hear it is quite, well, hot over there. Is it much similar from Volantis?" He idly scratched and are behind his ear. "Being from a Dornish house, how is it that you ended up here?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 10:12:51 GMT -5
She smiled. "The differences are endless, milord, but I fear it would take much too long to explain them all. As to how I arrived here," she smiled, "I am an acquaintance of Master Antaryon. He is such a kind man, I know you two shall get along swimmingly."
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Post by The Drowned God on Jun 1, 2008 10:16:51 GMT -5
"Well, that is good to know. There are a good few things I have a mind of discussing with him - Battle tactics, eastern styles of swordsmanship, all those sorts of things. Is there anywhere I can wait until he is ready to meet with me?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 10:42:19 GMT -5
She bit her lip. "There are barracks for your men, certainly. However, I would be honored to show you to your guest quarters if you would allow it? They are quite luxurious."
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 15:24:19 GMT -5
/////////// Ser Wilhelm arrived at the manse, waiting to be attended to.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 15:30:02 GMT -5
An attractive woman greeted him at the gates. Her hair is a silver/blonde, and her eyes lilac colored. She appears to be no more than half Wilhelm's age, but that probably didn't bother the man too much.
She smiled and spoke in the common tongue. "Welcome, ser. Master Antaryon is honored to have you in his home."
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 15:32:01 GMT -5
"I am honored," Wilhelm said, tilting his head. "I am Ser Wilhelm, of the Sunset Kingdoms," he smiled. "You are fluent in the Westerosi tongue," he notes.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 15:32:58 GMT -5
"I am Amia, formerly of the sunset kingdom also," she informed him pleasantly, "but now I make my home here with Master Antaryon."
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 15:35:01 GMT -5
"It is a pleasure, Amia. Will you show me to your Master, if you please," he said, as they began walking. After a few moments, he wondered out loud, "What family is it that you fare from, Amia?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 15:37:06 GMT -5
"My surname is Sand," she said, her cheeks turning red. "My ancestors were powerful in times past, but now I am one of the only remaining hopes of the family." She seemed to rather not talk about it.
Perking back up, she smiled and linked her arms with the knight. "You will love Master Antaryon, I promise you, good ser."
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