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| - "The only true choice is Ser Lonmouth's land, on the Straits of Tarth. Would he cede it?"
- "Is there anything that can be done within the law to acquire this land?"
- "That leaves us only the option of building an alliance of houses against Ser Lonmouth, in the event he blocks this improvement."
- "Let us presume that I do not wish to beg Ser Lonmouth or use legal trickery, what then?"
- "Send someone capable to rifle though the Lonmouth's papers--discreetly, of course."
- "Very well, send one of our best to Storm's End to meet with the other Baratheon nobles."
- "It's difficult to know, my [lord/lady]. He's mightily attached to his land, and hates cities, roads, and ports, but he loves a jousting tourney..."
- "There are always ways to work within the law, my [lord/lady]. We would only need some time in the Lonmouth library to find copies of deeds and decrees."
- "Send a sworn sword to compete in Ser Lonmouth's next joust, and ask him for this favor."
- Lady Arlaine tends Ser Lonmouth's library and wine cellar, and defends both of these incredible resources with her life.
- "Ser/my [lord/lady], we have been ordered by the Baratheons to find a spot for a new shipyard. The ports we have cannot build more ships fast enough."
- A proud and willful man, the Knight of Skulls and Kisses loves the beauty and privacy of his lands, and won't suffer their change.
- These nobles will be difficult to line up against Ser Lonmouth, but the Baratheons must see this new shipyard built somewhere.
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