Post by The Stranger on Jun 10, 2008 17:47:29 GMT -5
Harry Jyckley watched the wagon of new recruits arrive. He always hated this part, watching these new kids moan and hardened criminals pretending THEY’RE too harsh for the North. They were all eventually broken in or some wildling saved Harry the trouble.
The doors opened and the driver, a man with only one ear, handed him the list. “Thanks, Ridley… they give you any shit?”
“Just the one, Harry… some nobleman with a big mouth.”
The black brother laughed, “Aren’t they all the same? Probably whining no one gives him respect.”
“Nah, that was the funny thing…” Ridley scratched his chin. “He kept jabbering about all sorts of nonsense. Owning brothels, killing lords, meeting the king… I could’ve sworn I heard one or two of the other guys trying to shut him up, but every time I looked back, they was trying to get some sleep.”
“Aye, I’d want some peace of mind before putting on the black. Well, let’s show them their new home.”
Ridley grinned and opened the door , the stepped back. He nodded for a few other brothers to step forward, in case there was a troublemaker.
“Now… Jarvis Kenning, step forward and accept the black!” A wormy fellow with big teeth almost ran out of the carriage, reminding Harry that there were at least a few newcomers who didn’t think of the Night’s Watch as simply an alternative to the sword. He didn’t look exactly enthusiastic, but at least he wasn’t so fucking morose.
“Jason Morel, step forward and accept the black!” When it became clear he had not been heard, he repeated himself more loudly. He looked to Ridley, who shrugged. “I think he was one of the sleepy ones.”
He gestured to a pair of young men in black to get in and drag out Morel if necessary. He himself stepped forward to glance inside, noting the large brown mass that could only be their sleepyhead. “Oy, Morel! Get your fucking ass up! It’s gonna be snowing no matter how long you wait for the sunshine!”
One brother moved forward and slapped the man’s face a few times, before stepping back. “Hey, Jyckley… I don’t think he’s waking up.”
“Another fucking sickly… big fucking man down south, but they aint shit when the cold hits. Bring him down.”
After they laid his body in the snow, it wasn’t long before they found the chain marks on his throat. “Scratch that… a suicide.”
“I don’t think you can kill yourself that way-”
Harry Jyckley might’ve agreed, but it was clear he didn’t feel like playing judge and jury. He looked at the list and saw the final name. “Rickard Evergreen! Step forward and accept the-”
“Excuse me?
Harry glared at the black brother beside him. “Would you shut up, I’m initiating here! Rickard Evergreen, step forward-”
“Yes, I can see, but…”
“I don’t give a damn how Morel died, if you’re so concerned, talk to the fucking Lord Commander!”
The other man in black sighed, before glancing at Kenning. “Must you stand so close when you’re pissing your pants, Jarvis? I bought these boots in Highgarden.”
“S-sorry, Lord Evergreen.”
“Rickard Evergr-hey, why the fuck are you out here and not in there? And who gave you your uniform?” He looked at Ridley, who could only shrug.
“House colours or something like that.”
“Well, if it’s good enough for the Night’s Watch, it’s good enough for House Evergreen.”
“Ah, we’ve got another noble… what’s your great political folly, falling asleep at the wrong banquet?”
Evergreen watched them drag off Morel’s body. “ Aye, I’m just a poor nobleman who was never taught proper etiquette.”
“Well, we’ll fix that… give you a sword and get rid of that silly fop breeding.”
“I would be…” He glanced down “in your debt. Jarvis?”
“W-won’t happen again, Lord Evergreen.”
Results:
Evergreen achieves Apprentice in Intimidation
Evergreen achieves Apprentice Unarmed Combat
The doors opened and the driver, a man with only one ear, handed him the list. “Thanks, Ridley… they give you any shit?”
“Just the one, Harry… some nobleman with a big mouth.”
The black brother laughed, “Aren’t they all the same? Probably whining no one gives him respect.”
“Nah, that was the funny thing…” Ridley scratched his chin. “He kept jabbering about all sorts of nonsense. Owning brothels, killing lords, meeting the king… I could’ve sworn I heard one or two of the other guys trying to shut him up, but every time I looked back, they was trying to get some sleep.”
“Aye, I’d want some peace of mind before putting on the black. Well, let’s show them their new home.”
Ridley grinned and opened the door , the stepped back. He nodded for a few other brothers to step forward, in case there was a troublemaker.
“Now… Jarvis Kenning, step forward and accept the black!” A wormy fellow with big teeth almost ran out of the carriage, reminding Harry that there were at least a few newcomers who didn’t think of the Night’s Watch as simply an alternative to the sword. He didn’t look exactly enthusiastic, but at least he wasn’t so fucking morose.
“Jason Morel, step forward and accept the black!” When it became clear he had not been heard, he repeated himself more loudly. He looked to Ridley, who shrugged. “I think he was one of the sleepy ones.”
He gestured to a pair of young men in black to get in and drag out Morel if necessary. He himself stepped forward to glance inside, noting the large brown mass that could only be their sleepyhead. “Oy, Morel! Get your fucking ass up! It’s gonna be snowing no matter how long you wait for the sunshine!”
One brother moved forward and slapped the man’s face a few times, before stepping back. “Hey, Jyckley… I don’t think he’s waking up.”
“Another fucking sickly… big fucking man down south, but they aint shit when the cold hits. Bring him down.”
After they laid his body in the snow, it wasn’t long before they found the chain marks on his throat. “Scratch that… a suicide.”
“I don’t think you can kill yourself that way-”
Harry Jyckley might’ve agreed, but it was clear he didn’t feel like playing judge and jury. He looked at the list and saw the final name. “Rickard Evergreen! Step forward and accept the-”
“Excuse me?
Harry glared at the black brother beside him. “Would you shut up, I’m initiating here! Rickard Evergreen, step forward-”
“Yes, I can see, but…”
“I don’t give a damn how Morel died, if you’re so concerned, talk to the fucking Lord Commander!”
The other man in black sighed, before glancing at Kenning. “Must you stand so close when you’re pissing your pants, Jarvis? I bought these boots in Highgarden.”
“S-sorry, Lord Evergreen.”
“Rickard Evergr-hey, why the fuck are you out here and not in there? And who gave you your uniform?” He looked at Ridley, who could only shrug.
“House colours or something like that.”
“Well, if it’s good enough for the Night’s Watch, it’s good enough for House Evergreen.”
“Ah, we’ve got another noble… what’s your great political folly, falling asleep at the wrong banquet?”
Evergreen watched them drag off Morel’s body. “ Aye, I’m just a poor nobleman who was never taught proper etiquette.”
“Well, we’ll fix that… give you a sword and get rid of that silly fop breeding.”
“I would be…” He glanced down “in your debt. Jarvis?”
“W-won’t happen again, Lord Evergreen.”
Results:
Evergreen achieves Apprentice in Intimidation
Evergreen achieves Apprentice Unarmed Combat