Lysandre ran a brothel and she is still running a brothel now albeit under more stringent rules, the various thugs and pickpockets are more or less evenly split between prison and still on the street. None of your reforms really do anything against that level of crime.
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Lysandre ran a brothel and she is still running a brothel now albeit under more stringent rules, the various thugs and pickpockets are more or less evenly split between prison and still on the street. None of your reforms really do anything against that level of crime.
Crake
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The Madam who managed the attached brothel took it over, Relor split off to form his own organization and then went on to become a Priest of Yss, and Gorthos(?) we poisoned.
Not sure what happened to Yohn, the local muscle.
- Location
- Germany
They can't stop pickpockets, that's for sure.
But trying for organised crime they way our old crew did, with blackmail and abductions is likely to bring down the wrong attention under our regime.
*rolls dice*
98: he turned his life around and joined the legion where he proved to be skilled enough to eventually rise to the rank of corporal. He is currently serving a stint in the Erye.
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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- USA
Isn't it ironic that he held a grudge against Viserys for leaving with Richard, and then later on enlisted to serve in that charming guy who conquered half the world's private military forces?
Hm... that Emperor seems kinda familiar... nahhh. Corlys is probably conning some other people in Essos somewhere. Damn you Corlys!
Crake
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- USA
Also this feels like one of them smash-cut moments in a feel-good movie's ending credits where it shows where people ended up afterwards, possibly with a shot of Yohn dangling a Arryn banner off the ramparts while taking a Serpent Stone recording of his squad in the background about to dump a keg of wine over his head as a prank.
The vote is close but not for what you would call incompatible options so vote closed. Let's see about a third update for the day
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... Thank the gods she grew out of that phase.
Update in beta.
Part MMMDCCLXXVII: In the Eye of the Beholder
In the Eye of the Beholder
Twenty-Ninth Day of the Fifth Month 294 AC
"You place me in somewhat of an awkward position, my lady, but be that as it may perhaps you would enjoy coming to our wedding." For obvious reasons you do not carry Imperial seals and ribbons with you, but for not nothing are you a magician. Reaching into the folds of your glamoured cloak you conjure an invitation, per-written.
"What is her full name?" you ask Lya without voice.
"You aren't... no..." That it not much of a denial given that she is now struggling to hold back a smile. "It used to be Traoli, I'm not sure who she married."
With a flick of your thoughts you add the name to the paper before extending it, dragon seal clearly visible. Much to your surprise and Lya's bubbling amusement, however, the young woman barely looks at the invitation before taking it, and she does not notice the mark in the wax as she tucks it into the many-stringed leather pouch on her belt.
"I shall have to see if I can attend," she proclaims loftily before taking her leave of the two of you.
After mentally counting off twenty seconds past the point where she should be well out of hearing, to keep from being overheard but also to be certain you can control your laughter, you have to ask: "Do you think she is actually going to come when the realizes what it is for?"
"Tyrina?" She snorts. "Wild horses couldn't drag her away from the chance to rub shoulders with the high nobility. I had hoped she had gotten better about that, but... well, let's say she did not have much time for the foundling girl who was always going on about moral percepts this and ethical principles that. Looking back I think most of the other girls hated us equally and for opposite reasons. There is a part of me that just wants to invite all of them now, but that is just sort of silly and petty all at once..."
"You are allowed to be a bit petty if you want," you note. "Buttercup was basically molded from of congealed pettiness and boredom, after all. I think there is still a knight in the Reach having nightmares about him."
"Fair point, but they didn't ask for it you know, and I'm trying to be good." Lya offers a positively luminous smile, for one who can see though her glamor literally so. "Is it working?"
"Marvelously, you have not smote even one person for disrespecting you," you reply with equal glibness.
As your path leads you south towards what was once Ragman's Harbor the streets wider flanked here by trees that are uncommon in other parts of the city, grown and raised by leshy skill and a touch of enchantment. The Imperial harbor this is, and at the edge of the dredging overlooking the full quays a familiar place... in unfamiliar guise.
Apparently someone had bought the One Eyed Rat and was rebuilding it in the new style to fit the new times, and not least all the traffic that is sure to make it much more profitable. "They are keeping the sign at least," you say more to yourself with a pang of, well, not nostalgia. Those might have been important months for you and Dany, but you would not call them good ones, sleeping with one eye open lest some of your new associates decide to take a lax approach to honor among thieves. Still, it is a part of your story... and one that will not make it into history outside of your own memory.
The plan to walk along the shore then back north towards the Island of the Gods comes tumbling down when you find yourselves in the path of a new circus troupe trying to drum up customers.
"Step right up, step right up ladies and gentlemen, see the fire shallower from the borders of hell!" An Ifrit with an improbably tall brass helm for some reason. "Come and wonder at the fearsome beast of the Deepest Caverns..." The many-legged chitinous best was from the Realm of Stone, it was also a common pack beast and about as fearsome as a mule, less so maybe since it could not kick. "See the amazing flame dancer Krall the Magnificent..."
"Is that...?" Two things happened then. As Lya noticed the mephit he too noticed her and then he noticed you.
The petty fire spirit you had once summoned from a enchanted cup and whom you had last seen leaving Braavos in the company of Oberyn Martell shouted. "Look, look, it's the dragon boy, there in the red robes!"
What do you do?
[] Step forth and be recognized
[] Laugh it off
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OOC: I'll be honest I have zero ideas for anything interesting to do to the temple of the Moonsingers so here is another old acquaintance.
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- ferreries
Let's respond exactly that way.
[X] Hello, old friend. I thought you were dead!
Well goodnight guys, see you tomorrow with hopefully the first turn of a new age.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
Made some additional edits to the chapter, DP.
Haha, I forgot about that little fucker. Completely forgot he hung out with Oberyn, too.
I love the circus troupe, dude. Reminds me of the time I was at the North Carolina State Fair as a kid and paid a couple dollars to see an exhibit of ferocious monster animals, including the "giant rodent beast!" which turned out to be a fat capybara chilling in its cage.
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- United States
Capybaras get along with literally every animal. It's a bit surreal to watch.
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- United States
[X] Shador