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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 8:40:47 GMT -5
"Dragons can still fly at night, and Midnight owns the night," the man explained, as a single customer came and took a seat and so they continued to talk in code. "He doesn't like that."
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 8:42:06 GMT -5
"I wouldn't like it if my wife was cheating on me either, I'd probably kill the bitch and not her pet dogs," Bruyan said.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 8:47:26 GMT -5
The man chuckled, once again. This was becoming quite an amusing, and fruitful, conversation. "Aye, but dogs don't fly or breathe fire or kill by the thousands." The customer at the end of the bar called for an ale, and the man took him one and asked about his family before returning to where Bruyan was, and continuing to wipe the bar off with that rag of his.
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 8:49:08 GMT -5
"The bitch also have some brothers that don't like her husband and might strike back, she also has a sister," Bruyan said.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 8:50:21 GMT -5
"Aye, danger is involved, yes."
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 8:55:38 GMT -5
Bruyan nodded, "Think I might go for a walk now, and see to the things, if I don't return well you know what probably happened then".
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 8:57:22 GMT -5
The man only nodded. "Aye."
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 9:20:17 GMT -5
The soldier was walking towards the Dragon's Roast, when he saw Bruyan. Readying his dagger just in case, he hailed the man, pretending as if he were challenging him. "The Meadows need another hand? My employer is dead, the whispers say."
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 9:22:13 GMT -5
Bruyan nodded, "I am sure you will get paid when I tell him of your help, after that it is up to him really. Have any idea on how we are suppoused to do this?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 9:24:57 GMT -5
The man shook his head. "The Hand was supposed to send orders after talking to some Maester on the issue. That's what I was waiting on."
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 9:26:56 GMT -5
Bruyan cursed, "I guess we will have to wait on some sending more men, do you have any way of contacting anyone in King's Landing?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 9:28:40 GMT -5
"O' course," the man replied, his integrity as a spy having been insulted.
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 9:31:22 GMT -5
"It's a chance we are taking but the master of whisper's may be in on the task, so if your men contact him to have him speak with the maester we could get this done," Bruyan said.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 21, 2008 9:41:59 GMT -5
"Aye, should get word back in less than a fortnight."
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Post by Lord Robert Caraven on Jun 21, 2008 9:43:37 GMT -5
"Good in the mean time, I was wondering if you could find me an uniform so that people atleast see me in it some days before we start the work and infiltrate the army, less questions then, hell I could even join the army for a while," Bruyan said.
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