The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Nov 14, 2016 0:37:40 GMT
Saesha was greeted by several hard gazes in the mob, but their determination wavered with her words. They slowly dropped their rocks and pellets of dung, and lost interest in the highborn proceedings, wandering to find less distressing activities. A few remained, studying the sworn shield with clear intent to kill, but do not resist when asked to keep their distance.
Belric is unaware of the potential riot, and only sees his wife interacting with the the locals, who begin to move away in different directions.
Only two women remained, one comforting the other as she cries. "That man killed my Theon... That man right there... He killed my good little boy..." A cleanshaven man covered in flour approached and began leading them away.
"Come now, Bessie... I've got some hot bread and stew waiting for you. Let's leave the lady to her important matters."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Nov 14, 2016 1:12:16 GMT
Willem who had been too far away to see the threat of stoning noticed saesha speaking to the smallfolk. He moved slightly closer and attempted to figure out what was going on as one of the women began to cry.
Observation: 77
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Nov 14, 2016 1:35:51 GMT
Saesha was greeted by several hard gazes in the mob, but their determination wavered with her words. They slowly dropped their rocks and pellets of dung, and lost interest in the highborn proceedings, wandering to find less distressing activities. A few remained, studying the sworn shield with clear intent to kill, but do not resist when asked to keep their distance. Belric is unaware of the potential riot, and only sees his wife interacting with the the locals, who begin to move away in different directions. Only two women remained, one comforting the other as she cries. "That man killed my Theon... That man right there... He killed my good little boy..." A cleanshaven man covered in flour approached and began leading them away. "Come now, Bessie... I've got some hot bread and stew waiting for you. Let's leave the lady to her important matters." "I feel for your child, and your suffering," Saesha said, "but you cannot help him, or those you still hold close from a cell for disrupting the peace. What are your names?"
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Post by The Raven on Nov 14, 2016 22:47:53 GMT
Willem hears the following conversation.
(1 point for Willem, and 3 persuasion points for Saesha.)
The man looked at her with a hint of trepidation, but stood straight and answered. "My name is Davos. This is my wife Arya and her sister Bess. We operate the bakery just down the road. Bess's husband died in the war, so she lives with us."
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Lord Goodbrook, not one to critique his liege's rule, simply asked, "So what is this I'm hearing about a tourney, my liege?"
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Nov 14, 2016 23:39:11 GMT
"It is very good of you to talk her in. The war took a great toll on all of us. I am aware that you all have concerns, and I am more than happy to hear them, as such I will be sure to pay a visit to you to hear them, and perhaps sample your bread. If it is as good as I am sure it is, I will be sure to see to it that the castle places a standing order from you." she replied with a bright smile.
Charm 53
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Nov 15, 2016 3:23:49 GMT
Willem, satisfied that Saesha was handling the situation tactfully edged back to where he had been standing, waiting for Belric to lead the guests in, so he could then follow.
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Post by The Raven on Nov 16, 2016 22:21:53 GMT
(1 point to Charm. Personal isposition level rises with Harrentown.)
"That's... Generous, my lady." Davos considered his words carefully. "The Harrentown Honeycomb gladly awaits your business... And your attention, my lady."
"Thank you, my lady..." Added his wife Arya less delicately. "Truly. But we must get my sister out of the street and away from that creature, if it please you."
Indeed, Ser Simon Whent was watching them, if only because it was his job.
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Nov 19, 2016 22:18:48 GMT
Pleased to see the situation dissolve itself without his interruption, Belric returned his attention to one of his commanders. "Send word to our grain council, extra rations are to be distributed amongst the commoners in Harrentown tonight. If we are to eat well and celebrate our company, so with the common folk."
He turned to Lord Goodbrook, "Join me for a drink in my solar while the cooks finish their preparations."
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