text ▌seelie & private locked.

[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.

Comments

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[steeledskin]

Certainly, I allow it! I would insist upon it, if I thought my insistence meant anything at all.

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[impeaches]

Your insistence holds great meaning to me, my lady, please do not think otherwise.

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[steeledskin]

And if there is any one thing that Cothromach can do for you--

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[impeaches]

I will fall to a knee and ask you to offer me your generosity, my lady.

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[steeledskin]

You would call us friends-- [ or conspirators, at least. ] And I would therefore never ask for you to kneel.

[ only keep her secrets and supply her with fair warning. ]

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[impeaches]

A friend and ward both, though I think that I might be warded to you, given our changing roles. It would be an honour to be at your side, my lady, and offer you whatever aid my knowledge can give.