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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Jun 19, 2016 5:00:21 GMT
"Good to meet you both. I'm Yoren of Donnelwood." He said with a smile as he looked to Edmure, "Say, anything you need me to help lend a hand with?" He asked, looking to make himself useful around the castle. Edmure studied the knight for a moment. He knew Yoren's reputation. The man was as strong as an ox, if not the brightest. "We're heading out to explore the lands around Harrenhal." he said simply, not wanting to confuse Yoren as to why "Another sword, or in your case.. mace, would be welcome to accompany us. That is if you're willing." He grinned and exaggerated a shudder. "There may be bears. Or worse."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2016 14:19:52 GMT
Wylliam chuckled and entered the castle grounds.
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Post by Benjen Blackfort on Jun 19, 2016 18:55:16 GMT
"I picked up a few scars as well," Ben smiled, stretching the new scar on his cheek in the process, "But seems we Blackforts are a hard breed to kill." Ben looked over at Willem on his horse. "Well met, Willem. Whose bastard are you?" "Well met," Willem nodded in way of greeting. "I regret that I am the bastard of Hoster." He looked less than thrilled to recount that piece of information. "Yeah? How is the drunk old cuss doing these days?" Ben asked. He had a feeling his uncle would have the wine cellars of Harrenhal thoroughly scouted by now, and made a mental note to ask him about it later. "And good to meet you too, Yoren."
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jun 20, 2016 1:22:59 GMT
"I don't care to know." Willem replied. "No doubt better than he has been in the past without reputable patronage."
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Post by Benjen Blackfort on Jun 20, 2016 3:36:14 GMT
"I don't doubt it," Ben replied. "Though nice as it is to meet the new faces, I should be going to pay my respects to cousin Belric. See you around, Willem. Yoren. And we can catch up more later, Edmure." He waved down a stableboy and gave his horse into the servant's care, then set off toward the main hall.
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Jun 24, 2016 5:20:13 GMT
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Edmure's party rode through the gate. Edmure dismissed his men telling them to have a well earned drink in the taverns of Harrentown for a day and a night, before they returned to duty. Qhorin was commanded to accompany Edmure to see his brother Lord Belric.
As they made their way to Kingspyre Tower, Edmure ordered one of the stable-boys to find the steward and tell him to meet them in Lord Belric's chambers. His uncle's advice would be needed.
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Post by Boros on Jun 25, 2016 0:12:31 GMT
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24th of the 2nd Moon
Hoster and his Bonny Boys hang by the Gate, they are all heavily geared up, ready to hunt down some fucking traitors. They wait for the rest of the wonder crew to arrive. Those are Benjen, WIllis and Dacey for the uninformed.
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Post by Vex on Jun 26, 2016 10:00:11 GMT
Dacey had already been there when they'd arrived, sitting atop a new horse she still considered borrowed because she wanted her old one back. More for principle than anything else.
In hindsight, she should have known that when Hoster had promised to immediately bring his unruly goons to justice and return Dacey's horse, he'd actually meant "Ah'll meet yah at th' feckin' gate in two weeks".
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Post by Benjen Blackfort on Jun 27, 2016 15:59:36 GMT
Benjen arrived later on his horse. At least he thought it was his horse. He had ridden it from Dorne and was not entirely sure if it was was paid for in his ransom or was some sort of long term horse loan. Ben's appearance was somewhat rough and he was nursing a bit of a hangover. The horse's appearance was somewhat rough as well, though no word if it was hungover or not.
"Dace. Uncle Hos. Uncle Hos' large variety of armed friends." Ben waved an arm which encompassed them all in greeting. "So it's to be bandit hunting? Do we know how many of these fellows we are liable to be up against?"
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jun 27, 2016 17:12:51 GMT
Willis was last to the gate, having woken up a bit late and misplaced his shield. But now he was fully decked out for battle, with chain, shield, axe (and a spare) and even a war lance (just in case).
"Who's this one, then?" He asked of Benjen, smiling, as he trotted up. "Some other new cousin I've never met? Was Harroway's Town mostly Blackforts?"
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Post by Boros on Jun 27, 2016 17:21:27 GMT
"Rich's boy, Wills. He had som' trouble with the stinkin' sandy basterds down south. Feckers made sure he remember'd his travel" Hoster mumbled, approaching his arriving companions. "Kid's good company... Be'er than 'is father at least."
"They were two when they deserted." Hoster turned to Ben. "Maybe they fecked themselves and had som' children, who knows?!?! We shoul' be enough ta take care of them."
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Post by Benjen Blackfort on Jun 28, 2016 6:35:23 GMT
"Ben," Benjen supplied his name to the latecomer who he did not recognize. "Who're you?" He judged the man to be some sort of sworn sword or knight from his armament. He thought he knew most of those who had fought for Belric in the war, but perhaps this man fell in with Belric some time after Ben's captivity.
Ben looked back at Hoster. "Just two? Shit, that's nothing." He paused, scratching at the stubble on his jaw. "You heard anything about these fellows since they deserted? Folk they've robbed or anything like that? Don't feel like we'll get far just wandering about in the wood."
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Post by Vex on Jun 28, 2016 9:20:59 GMT
"Last I heard, you were rotting in some Dornish prison," she told Benjen with just a hint of amusement in her eyes. He must've known how she felt about getting captured in a battle.
"Heard the merchants are avoiding the clay pits. Might be a good place to start," she said, turning to Hoster. "Unless you've other information?"
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Post by Boros on Jun 28, 2016 13:03:16 GMT
"Clay pits down in da Southwest, or so mah boys told me." Hoster said, putting on his leather gauntlets and getting ready to move. "Let's do it, ah wan' to do som' hangin' 'fore the week is ovah."
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Post by Ser Willis Blackfort on Jun 28, 2016 18:59:31 GMT
"Ben," Benjen supplied his name to the latecomer who he did not recognize. "Who're you?" He judged the man to be some sort of sworn sword or knight from his armament. He thought he knew most of those who had fought for Belric in the war, but perhaps this man fell in with Belric some time after Ben's captivity. "Name's Willis," he answered, smiling, "well, Ser Willis, but don't bother with that. Turns out we're kin, after all. Cousin from an estranged side of the family. Didn't know it until I ran into Bel during the war and almost gutted him for stealing my arms and name."
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