Post by The Smith on Mar 27, 2008 0:05:33 GMT -5
Wat surveyed the women who were smiling at him, some even tried to kneel something he promptly put a stop to. “Now I’m sure you know why I called you here,” he said. “To have yer wicked way with us? I hear ye have a large staff,” one of the younger women said hopefully the other midwives looked at her disapprovingly. Wat frowned and looked at the messenger who snickered, even maester Coleman smiled. He looked at the young woman, she was comely enough. “Maybe later,” he said and ordered messenger out who had started to laugh out loud. “Though that is not why I had you brought here. The highfolk of Highton has said that you are the best midwives in the area, is that true?” Wat surveyed the six women who blushed at the praise. “Yes we probably are, I haven’t had a single childdeath on my hands as of yet,” one of the older ones said smiling toothlessly. “Good, and I want it to stay that way. So I have decided that maester Coleman here shall teach you in the art of healing he has learned from the Citadel”. The women looked perplexed at this then smiled happily. “Thank ye Shepherder,” another crone said breathlessly. The midwives went out of the solar though the comely one gave him a wistful look. Wat smiled at her and nodded as she left.
“Are you mad!?” maester Coleman almost yelled when the midwives were gone. “It’s good that you have the bloody sense to question me when we’re in private at least. And yes some people have called me mad before, must be something of the bloody truth in it then,” Wat smiled. “The citadel will have my head for this,” Coleman said. “And why is that?” Wat whispered. “They don’t like sharing knowledge, and they wouldn’t like that I train a maester to take over my place after I’m gone”. “Oh dear friend, I asked you to train the midwives not to make them maesters. No worries, the next maester will come from the citadel, I assure you. I will not slight them in the least. I’m just giving experiences to my people that will make us evolve. They will surely understand. Some of the highfolk has taken to reading and writing more quickly than others, they will continue to teach the others. You’ll save many people indirectly. You should be proud, friend. Send letters to Slateville, Overton and Goldgrass as well”. Maester Coleman smiled and nodded.
Later that night he found the comely midwife in his bed “What is your name lass?”.
“I’m Pia,” she smiled. “Why don’t ye join me in here”. Wat frowned “I haven’t had anyone since my wife”. “Don’t worry I’m sure ye still remember how,” she giggled.
“Pia, does people confide in the midwives much?” Wat asked the next morning. “People tell us many things, when they’re afraid to die all sorts of things pour out of ‘em. And well everyone likes a bit of news we bring when we travel around. I’ve even talked to some midwives from the Rills”. “Good, I have a task for you and the other midwives then.”
Result:
Wat gains network of spies in Stoney Shore and in the other areas of the North.
The midwives become better healers, population increase due to lesser deaths.
Increase politics to beginner
Increase leadership to master
“Are you mad!?” maester Coleman almost yelled when the midwives were gone. “It’s good that you have the bloody sense to question me when we’re in private at least. And yes some people have called me mad before, must be something of the bloody truth in it then,” Wat smiled. “The citadel will have my head for this,” Coleman said. “And why is that?” Wat whispered. “They don’t like sharing knowledge, and they wouldn’t like that I train a maester to take over my place after I’m gone”. “Oh dear friend, I asked you to train the midwives not to make them maesters. No worries, the next maester will come from the citadel, I assure you. I will not slight them in the least. I’m just giving experiences to my people that will make us evolve. They will surely understand. Some of the highfolk has taken to reading and writing more quickly than others, they will continue to teach the others. You’ll save many people indirectly. You should be proud, friend. Send letters to Slateville, Overton and Goldgrass as well”. Maester Coleman smiled and nodded.
Later that night he found the comely midwife in his bed “What is your name lass?”.
“I’m Pia,” she smiled. “Why don’t ye join me in here”. Wat frowned “I haven’t had anyone since my wife”. “Don’t worry I’m sure ye still remember how,” she giggled.
“Pia, does people confide in the midwives much?” Wat asked the next morning. “People tell us many things, when they’re afraid to die all sorts of things pour out of ‘em. And well everyone likes a bit of news we bring when we travel around. I’ve even talked to some midwives from the Rills”. “Good, I have a task for you and the other midwives then.”
Result:
Wat gains network of spies in Stoney Shore and in the other areas of the North.
The midwives become better healers, population increase due to lesser deaths.
Increase politics to beginner
Increase leadership to master