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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 19:09:29 GMT
Andraste smiled. "You know I can be impetuous but I shall give my wildness full rein if it pleases you. But I still won't face my own mother in a contest."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 18, 2016 19:13:42 GMT
Wynnter snorted, and shook her head, "My own daughter afraid of me. I did not expect that. If you are afraid to challenge me, perhaps then you should battle Maribell or Riku." Maribell was a master swordsman, and Riku was a barbarian with legendary stamina. Riku had once been hit by a charging bull, and had knocked the bull out.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 19:17:05 GMT
"It's respect, not fear," Andraste explained. There was more to it, as well. "I may well challenge one of those others. The most important thing is to have fun."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 18, 2016 19:22:22 GMT
Jora looked up at her daughter and shook her head, "It is not... even on a day like today you must snatch what chances you have to make yourself better. I am not saying do not have fun, but that is always the side course, never the main dish." She turned back to her carrots.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 21:52:46 GMT
"It would be foolish to fight you," Andraste insisted. "If I win, you are embarrassed by being beaten by your own daughter. If you win, I am embarrassed by my failure. I cannot win. But I will fight anyone else and welcome the chance."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 18, 2016 22:13:48 GMT
Wynnter decided it was best to just change the subject. "Who are you going to be spending time with today, my love." She poured a red sauce over her carrots and continued to eat them.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 22:23:50 GMT
Andraste smiled and shrugged. "Oh, the usual people. Perhaps even my brothers, if they are willing. This is a time for family. What about you, Mother?"
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 18, 2016 22:28:25 GMT
"I will find some one to spend the morning with. No doubt there will be a fight by mid-morning. Once the wine flows, I find it is not long before the fists follow." Wynnter leaned back from the table and ran a hand through her white-gold hair.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 23:03:40 GMT
"True." Andraste grinned. "Just don't start one, will you? We'd never live that one down. I'll do my best to stay out of trouble, and away from the randy young men."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 18, 2016 23:06:22 GMT
Wynnter snorted, "Good luck. The humans will be throwing themselves at you. They are normally lusty creatures but today they let go of any restraints. I knocked out a man for goosing me once on this day." Her hand clenched into a fist as she remembered that idiot she had almost killed.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 18, 2016 23:26:17 GMT
Andraste shuddered. "I want nothing to do with any of them in that way. I'll punch anyone who tries it on with me, I swear it. My kind of fun involves drinking and dicing, and a little fighting. And my clothes stay on."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 0:01:16 GMT
Wynnter looked as if she did not really believe her daughter, but she did not speak of it. "That sounds like a pleasant Dawnsday. I do not want to keep you from your friends." She stood slowly and leaned down to place a kiss on the top of her daughter's head.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 18:20:52 GMT
Smiling, Andraste said "It wouldn't be a proper Dawnsday if I didn't spend the beginning of it with you. I am going to find Annabel and we'll have some fun. See you later?" She asked hopefully.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 18:42:08 GMT
"Of course Andrade." Then Wynnter turned and walked from the room. Even with out her armor she had a heavy step.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 19:17:11 GMT
After a moment's thought, Andraste brushed her hair and headed out to find Annabel.
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