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Post by Mortifer the Monstrous on Dec 7, 2015 23:31:00 GMT
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Post by Prince Auron Nymeros Martell on Dec 10, 2015 21:04:48 GMT
(Jon)
> *screenshot of generically hot tavern wench*
"Oh, forgive me, stranger, I did not hear you! Prithee, say again!"
1. "I said, I could race and beat a horse on this plate, so invigorating this meal was!"
2. "Oh, I was just listing the names of the men I must kill so I might eventually know peace. Joffrey Baratheon, the Mountain that Rides, my wicked Aunt Viconia, and whatever national villain produced this monstrosity I see upon my plate!"
3. "Yes, I was just wondering when the entertainment portion might begin! Will you be wearing a costume? Ooh, I so love it when you wear costumes!"
4. "I was merely praying, my dear. Pay no mind."
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Post by King Artys V Arryn on Dec 10, 2015 21:07:13 GMT
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Post by Prince Auron Nymeros Martell on Dec 10, 2015 21:37:01 GMT
(Marie)
> *screenshot of relieved peasant*
"Oh, truly? I had thought the Faith Militant a bygone notion. Still, I am thankful the Seven have sent you across my path. You see, Prince Joffrey Baratheon was disinherited a fortnight ago! He and his men now harass the Smallfolk of this area, merely for to sate his anger with his father! Oh, not a day ago was my cousin Bedelia was savagely raped by his thugs..."
1. "Clearly, the Warrior has set a great task before me! Where might I find this unholy little shit?"
2. "Bedelia has my sympathies. If I had been here earlier, I would have stepped in and defended her. This is what happens when men of rank and ability ignore the plights of their brethren."
3. "My apologies, but I have my own path to walk. The great man I follow has called for all strong and faithful to come to ride to Flea's Bottom. It seems a great rebirth is at hand for our realm, and I wish to be at my mentor's side. Still, the trip is long and I need to rest. Where might I find an inn?"
4. "My house does not serve the Lannisters, but even though I have renounced title and fealty, it would be folly to endanger my loved ones by provoking the lion's wrath. Please just tell me where the nearest house of rest might be, and I will leave you to your own troubles."
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Post by Princess Marjory Gardener on Dec 10, 2015 21:47:54 GMT
(Marie)
> *screenshot of relieved peasant*
"Oh, truly? I had thought the Faith Militant a bygone notion. Still, I am thankful the Seven have sent you across my path. You see, Prince Joffrey Baratheon was disinherited a fortnight ago! He and his men now harass the Smallfolk of this area, merely for to sate his anger with his father! Oh, not a day ago was my cousin Bedelia was savagely raped by his thugs..."
1. "Clearly, the Warrior has set a great task before me! Where might I find this unholy little shit?"
2. "Bedelia has my sympathies. If I had been here earlier, I would have stepped in and defended her. This is what happens when men of rank and ability ignore the plights of their brethren."
3. "My apologies, but I have my own path to walk. The great man I follow has called for all strong and faithful to come to ride to Flea's Bottom. It seems a great rebirth is at hand for our realm, and I wish to be at my mentor's side. Still, the trip is long and I need to rest. Where might I find an inn?"
4. "My house does not serve the Lannisters, but even though I have renounced title and fealty, it would be folly to endanger my loved ones by provoking the lion's wrath. Please just tell me where the nearest house of rest might be, and I will leave you to your own troubles." |
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Post by Prince Auron Nymeros Martell on Dec 10, 2015 22:29:15 GMT
(Zack)
> *Screenshot of visibly relieved peasant*
"...I don't know if they have any fishmongers, Your Eminence, but I'm certain you'll find something equally wet, I'm sure! Just down this path!"
> *screenshot of pleasant tavern with two floors, a stable, and smoke rising from a chimney*
AN HOUR LATER...
> *screenshot of friendly looking older woman with a rather impressive bosom for 16-bit graphics*
"Hello! Welcome to the Grumpkin's Delight! Ooh, a maester! I wager you can teach us something new! Tee hee!"
1. "Actually, there is a chain link representing mastery in the erotic arts, but it was abolished in 167 AC when King Baelor, so called Baelor the Blessed, expressed tremendous disapproval and... Well, to cut to the chase, the Citadel is loathe to throw out its textbooks, if you grasp my lesson..."
2. "Actually, there is a chain link representing mastery in the erotic arts." *point out brass link signifying mastery in plumbing*
3. "To be honest, madame, I would settle for a good meal. I lack the stamina for such rousing activities. The broiled lobster bisque, if you please!"
4. "I am a medical man, madame, so tell me truthfully which diseases I need prepare myself for."
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Post by Mortifer the Monstrous on Dec 10, 2015 23:24:39 GMT
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Post by Prince Auron Nymeros Martell on Dec 17, 2015 1:40:17 GMT
(Jon)
> *screenshot of generically hot tavern wench*
"Oh. Well, I don't know anyone named Viconia, but I know where the other three are!"
> *screenshot of blonde haired boy in expensive clothes*
"Ser Gregor, this man tries to poison me! I ask for mutton and he delivers me nought but stew and bits of stringy meat! I am but disinherited a week and already the people have forgotten my name and position! Ha! A clever idea, Ser Gregor! We shall school him in a proper cut! Fillet his belly, and feed the strips to this man! Then, in future, he will know what a meal's portions should entail! Or rather, entrail! Hehehe!"
> *screenshot of generically hot tavern wench*
"Anything else you need at the Grumpkin's Delight?"
1. "Uhm... No." *continue eating meal*
2. *Palm table knife and follow after the Mountain*
3. *Follow after the Mountain*
4. *Palm table knife and approach the Mountain*
5. *Approach Joffrey*
6. *Quietly leave tavern*
(Chris)
> *screenshot of friendly looking older woman with a rather impressive bosom for 16-bit graphics*
"Oh, dearie! Well, let's get you some food! Boar stew, my sweetling!"
> *screenshot of a meal that would presumably look much more delicious with a better graphics engine*
AFTER DINNER
1. "I think I've been poisoned! I feel the Stranger's touch upon my bowels!"
2. "Well, that was... unexpected."
3. "More! MORE!"
4. "I'd hate to see the whores in this place..."
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(Zack)
> *screenshot of friendly looking older woman with a rather impressive bosom for 16-bit graphics*
"I'm sure it had pretty pictures! GEEEEERTRUUUUUUUUDE!"
> *screenshot of bathtub, with buxom wench tastefully concealed by bubbles*
HALF AN HOUR LATER
1. "I swear, it''s not contagious!"
2. "I swear, that's never happened before!"
3. "I swear I'll love you until death takes me!"
4. "Hand over the soap, love, and I'll return the favor."
5. "...Mediocre."
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Post by Prince Auron Nymeros Martell on Dec 17, 2015 18:35:59 GMT
(Marie)
> *screenshot of relieved peasant*
"I don't know, but Miss Margaery might. She owns the Grumpkin's Delight. Noone passes this way without visiting the Delight, as it's the only proper inn and tavern on this road."
1. "Sounds like a brothel. 'tis fortuitous I am a knight and not a septon."
2. "Sounds like a brothel. I like brothels. They validate my chauvinistic need to feel superior to other social classes."
3. "I'm sure the Grumpkin himself must be burning in hell, but if the Seven lead me there, so be it."
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Post by Princess Marjory Gardener on Dec 17, 2015 18:42:56 GMT
(Marie)
> *screenshot of relieved peasant*
"I don't know, but Miss Margaery might. She owns the Grumpkin's Delight. Noone passes this way without visiting the Delight, as it's the only proper inn and tavern on this road."
1. "Sounds like a brothel. 'tis fortuitous I am a knight and not a septon."
2. "Sounds like a brothel. I like brothels. They validate my chauvinistic need to feel superior to other social classes."
3. "I'm sure the Grumpkin himself must be burning in hell, but if the Seven lead me there, so be it." |
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Post by King Artys V Arryn on Dec 17, 2015 23:40:34 GMT
(Jon) > *screenshot of generically hot tavern wench* "Oh. Well, I don't know anyone named Viconia, but I know where the other three are!" > *screenshot of blonde haired boy in expensive clothes* "Ser Gregor, this man tries to poison me! I ask for mutton and he delivers me nought but stew and bits of stringy meat! I am but disinherited a week and already the people have forgotten my name and position! Ha! A clever idea, Ser Gregor! We shall school him in a proper cut! Fillet his belly, and feed the strips to this man! Then, in future, he will know what a meal's portions should entail! Or rather, entrail! Hehehe!" > *screenshot of generically hot tavern wench* "Anything else you need at the Grumpkin's Delight?" 1. "Uhm... No." *continue eating meal* 2. *Palm table knife and follow after the Mountain* 3. *Follow after the Mountain* 4. *Palm table knife and approach the Mountain* 5. *Approach Joffrey* 6. *Quietly leave tavern* 5. |
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Post by Mortifer the Monstrous on Dec 18, 2015 3:14:07 GMT
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