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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 22:02:43 GMT
"Point well taken."
*Leytan conceds.*
"So how go's your life sister?? Any new political games afoot or little scandles being cooked up in aims of progress towards you one day becomeing Queen of Winteria?? Or have you heard anything of our dear cousin Azura Bel recently??"
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 22:07:25 GMT
*The red haired female quickly walked to the kitchen, having done the same trip many times over her time here. She smiled faintly to herself as she inhaled deeply as she approached the kitchens. The hearty aroma of the kitchen tantalizing the air, teasing her nostrils but before she could eat she had the meals to gain first. She did not see the faded ghost as he had been called and walked into the kitchen.*
Something quick and filling for the two guests we have.
*Back at the room Daenary's smiled.*
There is ever as always as I am sure you well know. The politics remains as it always has as does the back stabbing and tactics from everyone and any able to feel the power of the throne in their grasp yet not understand the wreckage they could bring as they forget what is needed for Winteria to be ran properly.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 22:13:45 GMT
*Leytan laughed*
"Its time like this i'm glad i was not born a full blooded member of the house of Shar. Give me the open road anyday."
*laughs slightly*
"Though i envey you your stablility sister and the same for Azura. At least you two know what the next day may bring and you don't have inquisitors, well maby thats not quite the case in Azura's case, but in your case you don't have sheriffs etc breathing down your neck looking to put a rope around it."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 22:24:07 GMT
Indeed not, it is just any one else trying every thing else to make sure I am out of the way.
*She smiles faintly.*
You know the game as well as I...well mostly any way.
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Post by Midnight on Jul 6, 2009 21:45:08 GMT
*Mean while back at the stables, Midnight though she was snoring quietly her eyes were still open slightly as if she still observed the conscious world. As time passed Midnight began to fall into a deeper sleep, she started to fidgit and shift, her hands clenching and unclenching. A few minutes later the air just around her seemed to start cooling down, the straws in contact with her skin starting to turn paler as a very thin icing of frost started to appear on it.*
*Midnight began talking in her sleep. the words incoherent and rushed but by the sound of her voice she sounded angry.*
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Post by Coriolis on Jul 6, 2009 23:23:13 GMT
*Coriolis of course was right into the red-headed Womans boot prints as She strided into the noisy and aromatic kitchen. For the feline senses that Coriolis was currently blessed with, this was sensory overload. Sights and sounds and, above all, an absolute kaliedoscope of scents.*
*Everything was laid out in rows. 2 massive ranges with permanently attached chef adorned the back wall while a veritable production line of lesser cooks and staff worked along a lengthy table filled with plates and bowls. The dish would start at one end of the line and work its way down the table as various things were added or finessed. Of course, by the time it had reached the bottom the plate had a meal fit for... well... in this case a Princess as far as Coriolis could tell.*
*Unluckily for this supposed "princess" however, the White Tiger noticed that the plates would often stand unguarded for a few moments before being picked up by a servant.*
*This was going to be too easy. Now... to find something to carry the booty away in so he could take back supplies to those still in the stables...*
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Post by Leytan on Jul 7, 2009 0:16:47 GMT
*Leytan chuckled and took another sip of his ale.*
"I know enough about it to know its one game i have no great desier to play....to often...at least not as a main player, I've never had any objections to takeing a role here and there where required."
*Looks around the room he sees on the wall some of Daenary's hunting trophys.*
"Tell me are you still useing that out dated bow and arrow combination of yours sis or have you finaly joined the 15th century and got yourself a crossbow??"
*he says with a smirk.*
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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Aug 7, 2009 22:22:39 GMT
Playing the tactful dinner guest, Wren sipped his glass in silence whilst doing his best to appear attentive. He was trying to absorb as much as he could from the brief snatchings of information he could glean from the two, but there were many hints to a much larger shared history that he could only begin to speculate upon.
Still, he at least allowed himself to untense slightly. He had an inkling that whatever might happen in the next five minutes or so, a dagger between the shoulderblades would not be one of them. Who knows, he might even get an oppertunity to endear himself to their hostess...
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Post by Midnight on Aug 10, 2009 19:08:32 GMT
*Back in the kitchens the red haired servant girl collected a tray and was beginning to fill the tray with various plates now filled with food. Simple but filling meat and potato stew, slices of warm and buttered bread, a bowl of herbed fish fillets were all placed on the tray then left alone as she gathered another tray for deserts on her return from delivering the Princess currently awaiting guests.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Aug 10, 2009 19:13:54 GMT
*Daenarys kept a watchful eye on the fellow traveler with Leytan should he infact be a betrayer and bring harm to her brother or herself but beyond that he interest with him was little to indeed nothing other than to be observed and if need be perhaps amused by though perhaps a little curious with his need of black smiths tools.*
*Her interest remained on her brother.*
No, I have not I dislike those pieces of machinery and still travel, train and hunt with my bow and arrows. Perhaps while you are here I will be able to show you how far my training in such has come along, since the last time you was here I was barely able to hit a tree next to me let alone a moving target.
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Post by Leytan on Aug 18, 2009 19:02:47 GMT
*Leytan smiled.*
"I'd enjoy that oppatunity sister. Though I think my "piece of machinery" will still put your bow and arrow to shame. There's an old saying."
"When someone with a Bow meets someone with a crossbow....the one with the bows dead before they've even begun."
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Post by Lady Mercury on Aug 23, 2009 21:56:17 GMT
*Lady Mercury sighed heavily as she sat awaiting Coriolis' return* "Seems strange, " She murmured softly to herself having closed the connection to Leytan rather abruptly "A few months ago, I had no idea where Leytan was, or even if he was still alive. I came to this realm on a hunch, and find him here, alive and well, and seemingly not needing me... Perhaps i made a mistake coming here..."
*Lady Mercury placed her head in her hands, as if she had a headache, however, now and then, a tear slipped through her fingers, and dropped onto the floor*
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Post by Midnight on Aug 24, 2009 23:30:31 GMT
*Unaware of her companions pain and distress, Rhiannon slept fitfully on, she starts to toss and turn in her sleep, the hay moving over her. As the tear drop hits the floor instead of spilling across the floor it turns to ice. Rhaiinons temper seems to be growing in her sleep, the hay becoming whiter as ice seems to be growing along it. As she breathes it looks like she has begun smoking as it turns to steam in the chilling air. *
*She suddenly rolls over forcefully one hand banging hard against the hay, a white out line appearing around her hand and unseen under her palm.*
*Her body heats starts to drop and her already pale skin becomes as pale as milk, her breathing quickening , as drop lets of blood start to leak from the cut made earlier when the ice shard broke through her skin.*
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Post by Leytan on Sept 1, 2009 16:45:58 GMT
*Leytan, although he didn't know what it was, did for a very breif moment feel the mental conection between him and Lady Mercury close.*
*For a few short moments he felt light headed almost like he was drunk and he did sway slightly, but quickly regained his sences and balance.*
"In fact sister if you'd be willing I'll even take you on in a contest....my moden day methods againts your old fashioned style....what do you say?"
*he said with a smile.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Sept 2, 2009 20:51:05 GMT
*Daenary's for a moment seems to drop into a day dream, her icy blue eyes seeming to give a faint flash of lightning as she turns to the windows, almost storming over at the same time as the air suddenly drops a few degrees in a matter of seconds.*
GUARDS!
*She calls out loudly and rather high pitched, within moments several guards of mixed gender enter the room.*
Check the out houses and surroundings. There appears to be a spell caster near by. Find them.
*Her gaze then turns to her brother and guest before returning to the guards.*
Also make sure they return to their room and they are kept within at all time.
*She gives a faint nod to her brother as she leaves the room indicating Aaron to come with her as she does.*
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