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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 22:45:35 GMT -5
Malcolm flies towards Dragonstone with all of his speed, pulling up short when he sees several dragons take flight from Dragonstone shortly before he was going to land.
Raising his voice, Malcolm raises his hands, stopping Ereban as the other dragons approach. "King Aegon! My name is Prince Malcolm Targaryen, I bring news from Kings Landing!"
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Post by Horas on May 10, 2014 22:56:10 GMT -5
Aegon urged his dragon upwards (along with some others, probably) towards where Edmund Waters already circled in the sky. He could barely hear the other man over the wind, and was surprised to find he did not recognize him. In return Aegon pointed at the ground, a clear sign that the new arrival should land -- though Aegon himself would not make any move to lower his altitude until Malcolm was on the ground.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 22:57:43 GMT -5
Malcolm descended to the ground calmly, keeping his eyes up in case the others made any sudden dives at him. When he landed, Malcolm climbed off of Ereban, and then unclipped and dropped his weapons.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 22:58:01 GMT -5
Hearing word of a dragonrider approaching Dragonstone, temper short from a few drinks, almost spoiling for a fight, Elseyris swept out of the castle and spurred Caraxes into the air. She swept him up towards the oncomer, circling him aggressively, until his descent was agreed. She landed Caraxes at a slight distance, but close enough that she could get to him easily if need be. She strode towards Malcolm, eyeing him suspiciously, her hand upon her flail's handle, but not unsheathing it yet.
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Post by Horas on May 10, 2014 23:07:19 GMT -5
Glutton landed heavily a short distance away, and once Malcolm slid off his dragon Aegon did so as well. He studied the man carefully in the fading light. "Do you bring a message from my mother?" Aegon asked.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 23:09:42 GMT -5
"No, but I bring news of your mother. Queen Rhaella was in a duel with Prince Maekar when I left Kings Landing. One of the two is likely dead right now." Malcolm eyed Elseyris suspiciously, frowning. "Is this your wife?"
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 23:12:44 GMT -5
Malcolm's words about the duel struck a fearful chord in Elsey's heart.
Don't let that bastard win... she thought.
Despite her tension, the fact that this man brought such news made her expression soften slightly. He was not as clearly an enemy as she had suspected.
She chose not to answer his question, taking the soldierly stance she always did when in official defense of her King, as she had during her duties on the road to Oldtown.
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Post by Horas on May 10, 2014 23:26:34 GMT -5
"No," Aegon answered shortly. The other half of the man's statement was of far greater importance. "Why was there a duel? Does Maekar call himself king now?"
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 23:30:16 GMT -5
"I left before the duel was finished. He believes that Rhaella's actions in your absence have been remiss of her position." Malcolm reached down and grabbed his blades, tying the scabbards back to his armor.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 23:35:28 GMT -5
"Who is your master then?" Elseyris piped up, taking a step forward.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 23:37:42 GMT -5
Malcolm glared at Elseyris. "Perhaps you missed my introduction, woman. I am Prince Malcolm Targaryen, and you would be better off not talking to me in such a way."
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Post by Horas on May 10, 2014 23:39:52 GMT -5
"There are not many dragon riders I do not know, Malcolm Targaryen, but I do not know you. Have you come here on your own behalf, then?" Aegon asked him, studying the man again.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 23:40:49 GMT -5
"I am a Targaryen too, and I ask if you serve Maekar," Elseyris replied evenly, meeting his gaze hotly at the way he spat out the word "woman".
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 23:43:49 GMT -5
Malcolm looked away from Elseyris to Aegon, ignoring her. "You were only ten when I was sent across the realm by my father, King Maegor the Cruel. It is not likely you would remember me, but I have come on my own behalf. Prince Maekar is a fool and the Queen should handle him with ease."
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Post by Horas on May 10, 2014 23:47:20 GMT -5
"Then why not stay to assist her?" Aegon asked him. "Why have you come here?"
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 23:47:22 GMT -5
Elseyris disliked his manner, but held her tongue. She watched and listened in silence.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 10, 2014 23:49:05 GMT -5
"A duel, between Queen and Prince or not, is a sacred tradition. It was more important that you learned of Maekar's treachery as soon as possible. If he wins, he will likely keep the city under tight watch, so word may never have escaped and you would head home into a trap."
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 23:59:55 GMT -5
Although Maekar's treachery was already known, Elsey elected not to say so. Despite her spikiness, she did not wish to sow aggression with someone who was ostensibly an ally.
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Post by Horas on May 11, 2014 0:05:16 GMT -5
"I arrived here today," Aegon told the man, his tone harsher. "There is no way you could have known I would be here. So I ask you again. Why did you come to Dragonstone?"
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 11, 2014 0:07:44 GMT -5
Malcolm shakes his head, refusing to lose ground. "The travels of the King are not subtle affairs, and I have traveled my fair share. Word reaches me faster than others, I knew where I would find you."
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Post by Horas on May 11, 2014 0:21:53 GMT -5
"Your word reaches you faster than a dragon's wings, does it?" Aegon asked. It was clear he did not believe the man. "As it happens you have come across me on my wedding night, Prince Malcolm. I insist you feast with us and share your news. Of course you will not mind Ser Brandon holding onto your weapons for a time, I know. Weddings are for peace and merriment, and wine and swords rarely mix well." The king gestured his Lord Commander forward.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2014 0:24:36 GMT -5
Elsey picked up on Aegon's apprehension, watching Malcolm intently.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on May 11, 2014 0:26:05 GMT -5
"Here and King's Landing are the only places a returning King would go, and I was already at King's Landing- you weren't. That left here." Malcolm shrugged, then removed his weapons again and waited for whichever one Brandon was to take them. "Of course, we have much catching up to do."
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Post by Queen Rhaena Targaryen on May 11, 2014 5:19:04 GMT -5
Queen Rhaena had been first in the sky, keeping a distance to better utilise her bow while keeping Tyraxes out of any immediate danger, so he could manoeuvre round if needed. She did not hear what was said, and had a few words with waters before returning to the ground,something about widening his circle perimeter.
When she got on the ground, and unchained herself, she approached those present on the ground as the unknown rider was handing over his weapons, so he was no immediate danger.
"Who is this?" She asked Aegon, then looked to Malcolm and went to the source, "who are you? Dragon rider?"
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Post by Yana Snow on May 11, 2014 5:28:47 GMT -5
Yana directs Spinel to circle around the group, keeping guard on the stranger, Yana hops off, watching and waiting, a thin blade close to hand but still sheathed.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too