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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 16, 2007 16:54:45 GMT -5
He shook his head, and rubbed his hands.
"I happen to have the privilege of guard duty last night, so I've been freezing my buttocks off all night."
Alester was beginning to fall in with the rest of the men in the Watch, his noble upbringing was less obvious than before.
"I wonder what interesting ingredient that the cook will have in the porridge? Did you sleep well tonight, Jared?"
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Post by mel on Dec 17, 2007 11:05:44 GMT -5
"Well enough, thank you. And I probably won't have to ask you how your nights rest was then." he remarked with a grin. "I was of a mind to request to speak to the Lord Commander today. Perhaps you would like to accompany me?"
They had been here for a while now and never even catched a glimpse of the Lord Commander. And it should be the least to be greeted by him in person, if a member of one of the bigger houses came to the Wall, especially if of his own free will. Besides he felt that he could convince the Lord Commander that he could be of more use to the Night's Watch, then shovelling snow, walking the Wall and hitting peasant boys bloody in the practice yard. And he suspected that Alester was haveing similar thoughts.
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 17, 2007 14:21:04 GMT -5
Alester tasted the porridge, it tastes better than usual, but that was mostly because it was hot.
"Yes, we should really go and see if we can meet him, but we'll have to hurry as I'm sure that Morden has some fun for us to do today too"
He took another spoon of porridge before rising heading for the door.
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Post by mel on Dec 17, 2007 14:23:11 GMT -5
Jared followed him out.
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Post by Ellinda on Jan 20, 2008 0:53:55 GMT -5
Bitter winds started blowing through the Castle. Even gnarled veterans complained of the cold. A soul sapping snow, hard and biting, followed shortly behind.
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Post by Ellinda on Jan 20, 2008 1:04:38 GMT -5
Jared was caught outside and barely made it back in again. Even the cook took pity on him and offered him a hot brew when he looked at his frozen face and hands.
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Post by mel on Jan 20, 2008 6:46:47 GMT -5
Jared took the hot brew gratefully, letting the warmth of it seep through his cold fingers before starting to swallow it carefully.
He looked around the room searching for a familiar face.
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Post by mel on Jan 22, 2008 13:26:50 GMT -5
Since he didn't recognize anyone worth sharing his news with Jared left the commen room in search for the Lord Commander or Maester.
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Post by Ellinda on Jan 22, 2008 14:29:37 GMT -5
Filomen Skite, Castle Black's maester, looked up from his books as Jared entered the room. "Yes?" he said.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jan 23, 2008 0:37:48 GMT -5
As Roose and his small party of a hundred men neared the famed Wall the Lord of Winterfell looked up with a smile. "Sound the horn Rodrick, I want to see my kinsman again."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 23, 2008 19:11:50 GMT -5
Castle Black is sparsely populated and men look at the sounds of the horns. Several men ride out to met the small party. The leader rides forward, "Halt... who are you?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jan 23, 2008 19:17:39 GMT -5
Trying to put on his hardest Stark face Roose answered gravely, "I am Roose Stark."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 23, 2008 19:46:05 GMT -5
Ranger Grenkton nods, "What are you doing here boy?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Jan 23, 2008 20:09:38 GMT -5
Inside, Roose grew slightly irritated. "The Lord of Winterfell has come to inspect the Wall, and to visit his kinsman."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 23, 2008 20:36:08 GMT -5
"Go home... now is not the time for children to visit." Grenkton spits eyeing the men infront of him.
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Hope you all are well and happy.