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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 8, 2007 5:20:50 GMT -5
Alester tastes the stew, it doesn't taste as bad as it smelled, but saying that is was any good would be lying. He dipped a bit of bread into the stew which made the stew taste alright.
"That sounds like you're a good brother, Gorben"
This wasn't really what he had expected of the Watch, but life never gave you the things you expected, at least that what his life had taught him. He eats in silence.
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Post by melon on Dec 8, 2007 14:21:49 GMT -5
"Good Brother no such thing." He points his spoon at the Lordling, "There's brothers thats all."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 8, 2007 16:44:44 GMT -5
"Who ya got there, Gorben?" Questioned a raspy voice. Salvatore Dalt emerged from the stairwell and eyed the newcomer. Salvatore had been a rapist, murderer, thief, brigand and any act of appalling nature under the sun. Here on the wall, he had a new life, however. Seemed he has his eye set on First Ranger.
"Some young lordling wash ashore?"
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 8, 2007 17:34:58 GMT -5
Alester nodded, unsure of what to say next.
"I'll remember that, Gorben."
Alester turned his head towards the man emerging from the stairwell, laughing.
"Me, a young man. That would mean you're just teething."
He offered the man his hand, showing him that he was just joking.
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Post by melon on Dec 8, 2007 18:36:44 GMT -5
"What the fuck do you want Dalt. I found this Lordling getting off the boat as unaware as a new born."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Dec 9, 2007 3:29:06 GMT -5
"No reason for harshness, Gorben." He looked down at the newcomer from behind a large, crooked nose. "I mistook your age. Wear less fur and perhaps I'll get it right next time. Have you a name?"
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 9, 2007 5:04:26 GMT -5
"Alester Morrigen was the name that my mother gave me. Who might you be then?"
Alester returned to take another bite of the the bread and took the last of the stew, before returning his attention to the two men.
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Post by melon on Dec 9, 2007 14:57:14 GMT -5
"See Dalt a Lordling now unless you want to freeze your ass off when I take this Lord to Castle Black Bugger OFF."
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 9, 2007 15:13:59 GMT -5
He looked at the two brothers, that didn't seem to like each other.
"There now, calm down. I think we can all get along here. By the way, Gorden, how long until we leave.?"
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Post by melon on Dec 9, 2007 15:17:42 GMT -5
"You've eaten enough O Lord or do you want me to get you a stuffed Pheasant."
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 9, 2007 15:34:38 GMT -5
"I'm good thanks, but even if I wasn't I could get it myself, I'm tired of having people doing stuff that I'm just as capable of doing myself. If I wanted another servant, I would have stayed in the South"
He wished that he hadn't come by ship, that he had ridden from White Harbour, maybe then they would treat him like one of their own.
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Post by melon on Dec 9, 2007 15:40:15 GMT -5
"Will come on then lets go." Gorben got up through his bowl to a cook. Then walked out into the Cold. "The stables are over here."
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 9, 2007 15:46:01 GMT -5
He followed Gorben over to the stables. The brother running the stable was an older man, even older than Alester himself. He handed a dark bay colored mare to Alester.
"Take care of her, she has been through a lot, but she'll do her job"
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Post by melon on Dec 9, 2007 15:48:42 GMT -5
Gorben gets on a Horse that would look more sutible pulling a Plow or cart, "Ahh the Watch ain't Rich." He leads his Horse out of the stable looking like a very good rider.
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Post by facelessmaester on Dec 9, 2007 15:55:22 GMT -5
He follows Gorben, letting the black brother lead him the way to Castle Black.
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Hope you all are well and happy.