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[impeaches]

For those that are unaware of me, my name is Renly Baratheon. Times have been trying of late, I believe, and we have all been suffering ills that there are few words best to describe. It is for this that I would desire to offer myself as a helping hand or soothing ear for all that desire it or have found themselves lost or without an ally to aid in soothing their turmoiled emotions. You may find me through this network or in my rooms in the castle; the marking of a stag is upon my door and you will be greeted by my fawn, Laurel. I doubt it will be hard to miss.

[ And now for the main point of his post:

LOCKED TO: SANSA, ARYA, MARGAERY, JON, GENDRY. ]

My dear friends and kin; I would hope that I could meet you all sometime in the near future, once your own missions and duties are attended to. I have brought gifts for you all that I would like to pass on as soon as matters are in hand. I would also wish to hear more of the fate of Ned Stark. You have my thanks.

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[impeaches]

'The one'?

[playmakings]

You know, The One.

[ As if it explains it, she's drawing a giant heart around 'the one.' ]

[impeaches]

Ah. The ideals of true, soul deep love, yes?

[playmakings]

That's the one!

[impeaches]

She is my wife, it must be so.

[playmakings]

"it must be?"

I don't know, you can't really help who your heart falls for.

[impeaches]

And I do love the Lady Margaery. [ As a sister, but alas... ] She is a gift.

[playmakings]

Well, I'm glad you're happy. A Lady and a Lord is stuff people in my world dream about. Good for you!