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I understand that I am in a distant land very far from my own, and I should like to think I am grateful for the chance to travel. Though - I am sorry to say it, and hope I do not cause offense - the high lords of the Initiative have been misled to think a lowly baseborn girl of simple upbringing could assist them in their struggle.
Even so, I worry for my companions. Perhaps, if any hear this, you might be so kind as to attend for them? I seek the following: A man of middling years, small and thin, with close-cropped dark hair shot with grey and a short, pointed beard, who wears a mockingbird upon his breast. A boy of six, small and pale, with brown hair and large eyes, who may have the sigil of a falcon sewn upon his clothing; I am his guardian and must know where he is at once. A young woman, tall, with dark hair and blue eyes, most likely in men's dress. Alayne Stone seeks them.
You have my thanks.
Even so, I worry for my companions. Perhaps, if any hear this, you might be so kind as to attend for them? I seek the following: A man of middling years, small and thin, with close-cropped dark hair shot with grey and a short, pointed beard, who wears a mockingbird upon his breast. A boy of six, small and pale, with brown hair and large eyes, who may have the sigil of a falcon sewn upon his clothing; I am his guardian and must know where he is at once. A young woman, tall, with dark hair and blue eyes, most likely in men's dress. Alayne Stone seeks them.
You have my thanks.
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I am grateful for that much.
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Why would you think so low of yourself?
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It is simple truth, my lord. I am only a girl, baseborn and raised to religious instruction, with no martial inclinations to speak of.
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[There is no sharpness to his words, no malice, merely a faint sadness that someone would think so simply of themselves.]
You said your name was ...Alayne Stone, right? It's a pleasure to meet you, my lady.
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Alayne pities him for it. ]
It is, my lord, though I do not have the honor of knowing yours.
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[The title is left off for the moment - he feels no need to tell everyone here what he is. It seems like it would only strain the conversation he's formed thus far.]
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[There is resolve to his voice; spoken from experience perhaps, or simply a very firm belief.]
They seem to play with time here - with any luck you will be able to return, and safely.
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They are. All but extinct in the Doom of Valyria, their meagre numbers dwindling after until near all the rest died in the Dance of the Dragons.