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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2008 17:01:20 GMT -5
Ser Tytos nodded, "Good, good. It is a good idea to have a plan if past events ever repeat themselves." He stated. He grabbed a glass of wine, and took a gulp before winking at the young squire. "Thank you, Brynden. If you keep up the good work and are a good boy I might help you with your sword skills." Tytos said smiling. Brynden looked up, looking slightly more interested. "Will you, ser? How about right now?" |
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 8, 2008 17:03:21 GMT -5
"Very well then. I shall leave you to your business, unless you want to go to the training yard," Patrek sais
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Post by edricdayne on Apr 9, 2008 16:07:32 GMT -5
Tytos shook his head. "I can't, I have business. I will see you later, Patrek."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 9, 2008 16:08:47 GMT -5
Patrek nods and bids farewell.
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Post by Sam on Apr 16, 2008 23:00:04 GMT -5
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Ser Mychel Hill settles down into his bunk. He had sworn himself to Lord Commander Benfry, but had not formally taken his vows in the Great Sept of Baelor, so he still did not yet wear the White. He sighed, and tried to fall asleep, but could not thinking of all the great men who had slept in this room over the centuries.
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Hope you all are well and happy.