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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 24, 2008 12:54:20 GMT -5
The Maester of Sunkenwood hung around for a moment, pretending to be interested in a few cracks in one of the outer walls, running his fingers along them thoughtfully. When he knew Ser Barry had left, he looked back to the Septon and Hendrick, scuffing over on slippered feet.
"Well handled friend," he said with a smile to Giles. "The Smith endowed you with a great deal of cunning it would appear."
He crouched down very slowly on cracking creaking knees and ankles. He began grabbing at various parts of Hendrick's anatomy, hmmming as the man howled differently at different points of pressure.
"When you yourself are done with this poor fellow Septon, bring him up to my chambers. I shall see to his bruises."
Maester Barden sniffed, then made his way off again, back into the keep. It was far too cold out here for his liking.
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Post by Aerys on Sept 24, 2008 22:16:26 GMT -5
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Ser Aurane Waters arrives at the castle gates astride his palfrey and leading his other horse a massive black stallion. His armour, brightly polished, glints in the morning sun. He halts in front of the castle gates and speaks to one of the guards.
"They tell me the lord here is holding a tourney. I wish to enter the lists. Who should I see to do so?"
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Post by wookie on Sept 25, 2008 4:07:38 GMT -5
The Maester of Sunkenwood hung around for a moment, pretending to be interested in a few cracks in one of the outer walls, running his fingers along them thoughtfully. When he knew Ser Barry had left, he looked back to the Septon and Hendrick, scuffing over on slippered feet. "Well handled friend," he said with a smile to Giles. "The Smith endowed you with a great deal of cunning it would appear." He crouched down very slowly on cracking creaking knees and ankles. He began grabbing at various parts of Hendrick's anatomy, hmmming as the man howled differently at different points of pressure. "When you yourself are done with this poor fellow Septon, bring him up to my chambers. I shall see to his bruises." Maester Barden sniffed, then made his way off again, back into the keep. It was far too cold out here for his liking. "Yes, but I think the Smith balanced it by giving me a poor sense of self-preservation" Giles said with a slight smile. "I'll be sure to bring Hendrick up in a short while, maester. Though if you're as gentle there as you were a moment ago I think he'll be begging to be back in the yard with Ser Barry" he chuckled. He clapped Hendrick on the shoulder and steered him towards the small chapel "Come now my fine fellow, a new career awaits you!" ///// Ser Aurane Waters arrives at the castle gates astride his palfrey and leading his other horse a massive black stallion. His armour, brightly polished, glints in the morning sun. He halts in front of the castle gates and speaks to one of the guards. "They tell me the lord here is holding a tourney. I wish to enter the lists. Who should I see to do so?" He frowned as a new knight entered the yard, one unfamiliar to him. "That's all they needed - another boneheaded, armour-plated thug with delusions of glory" he thought to himself before answering. "The castellan is in the main hall, with Lord Lynderly...Ser...?" he replied |
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Post by Aerys on Sept 25, 2008 18:16:26 GMT -5
"Ser Aurane Waters", the man said dismounting from his horse. He looked the man up and down. A septon, judging by his robe.
"And you are...?"
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Post by wookie on Sept 26, 2008 3:04:28 GMT -5
"I am Septon Giles. I wish you good luck in the tourney, Ser Waters. The Lord's son, Ser Barry, is quite skilled. He keeps the maester busy at least" he laughed half-heartedly at his jest
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Post by Aerys on Sept 26, 2008 5:01:44 GMT -5
Ser Aurane smiled and gave the Septon a short bow with a flourish, obviously learnt in some high lord's service.
"Then I look forward to testing my mettle against this Ser Barry.
"I thank you for your well-wishes. May your prayers entreat the Warrior to favor me in my endeavours."
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Post by wookie on Sept 30, 2008 7:33:08 GMT -5
Giles nodded politely "I pray to the Warrior for all those participating, but I have learnt through the years that he appears to favour the most skilled more often than not" he replied
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Post by Aerys on Sept 30, 2008 16:02:40 GMT -5
Ser Aurane winked at the Septon.
"Then your prayers for me will probably not be necessary." he jested.
Chuckling, he strode away from the Septon looking for the castellan.
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Post by wookie on Oct 1, 2008 4:05:02 GMT -5
"Ass" Giles muttered to himself as he followed Hendrick to the chapel to outfit him and help him prepare for his new role
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Hope you all are well and happy.