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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Widowmaker" data-source="post: 2894123" data-attributes="member: 23050">Lord Thommas looks over at you "Yes, over there is a small inn. I have made arraigments for us to meet there in private. Most of the locals are at the tourney. And the few that remain are loyal."You look to where he mentioned and you see a small two story building with a solid wood roof. In the back is a stable and a blacksmith next door. The forge looks cold, but the stable is full of horses. A few chickens are running around. The inn itself rather non-descript and simple. The sign on the front shows a yellow lemon. The smell of fresh baked lemon cakes carries on the breeze.As you near the courtyard a young boy of 13 or 14 appears out of the stable. You would believe him to be a stable boy from his dress but he carries a dagger on his belt and his riding boots have fresh mud on them. "Here lad, take the horses and keep watch." Lord Thommas states.The boy grabs the reins and holds them while you both dismount. As you enter into the inn you hear the boy taking the horses into the stable. As you look into the inn your eyes have to adjust to the darkness. You see two men seated near the door, both carrying swords. Neither moves as you enter. The inn is empty except for three men stand at the bar all wearing black cloaks. One standing with his back to you has silver hair, but has the youthful movement of young man. You recognize him as Daemon Blackfyre. He continues to talk to the other two men as you approach. As you look at one of the other men, you notice a very striking resemblence to Daemon yet subtle enough in difference, most notable is that he has bright red eyes.The two men nod to Daemon as you both approach, he turns "Greetings Lord Thommas" Shaking the man's hand. "Greetings Karrwin." He shakes your hand with a firm grip. "I am glad to see you both.""These are my brothers Bittersteel and Fireball. Grab a mug and come sit." Daemon states. He walks over to a rather large table in a small alcove with a clear view of most of the inn. He sits in the corner giving him the best field of view."Karrwin, Lord Thommas arrainged for this meeting. I was only told that it was of great importance. What is the nature of this meeting then?" He states and grabs a lemon cake from a plate on the table.</blockquote>

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