The Gambler
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 12, 2016 16:24:13 GMT
The Chambers of the Maester of Harrenhal.
Current Maester: Percival
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Post by Maester Percival on Jun 12, 2016 23:28:43 GMT
Percival stood by the window of his room staring down at the kept. He had to admit that despite that moronic lord, Percival had really come to like this building. It was strong, powerful and perverse, just like Percival himself. He did not think Lord Piggy deserved this beautiful building. His fingers reached out and he stroked them along the wall. He smiled at the power he felt inside the bricks. He was glad the dragon's had burned it as well. It gave the place a twisted strength. A proof that nothing could kill this building. Percival even appreciated the fact that it was cursed. He knew empathized with that as well. Percival smirked to himself, and and enjoyed the musical wailing of his new home.
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Post by Maester Percival on Jun 13, 2016 23:09:09 GMT
The Maester returned to his chambers, and took out his tools. Percival splayed the dead bird on the a stone counter. He slowly began to dissect the bird. He stopped occasionally to write in his notebook and draw pictures. As far as he could tell this was a perfectly average crow, and that was very interesting all by itself.
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Jun 16, 2016 6:02:57 GMT
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Belric pounded on the door, Ser Willem hung over his shoulder. He slammed his fist incessantly, caring little for whatever Percival might be doing inside. "Oy, Maester! Open the door!"
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Post by Maester Percival on Jun 16, 2016 13:54:22 GMT
Percival stood up slowly. And carefully walked across his room. He placed his Harrenhal journal on the shelf. Then he straightened his robe precisely. He walked to the door and opened it. He immediately cleared out of the way knowing that Belric was going to barge.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jun 16, 2016 15:42:48 GMT
Willem said nothing for the time being, slung as he was over Belric's shoulder. The pain was bad, but not as bad as it had been the moment Belric had picked him up.
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Jun 16, 2016 17:21:42 GMT
Belric did exactly as Percival had anticipated, he barged right into the room and set Willem down on the edge of the bed.
"Time to prove your worth to my house, Maester. My cousin's foot needs attention." Belric stood there, arms pressing against his hips, like an expectant child.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jun 16, 2016 19:43:12 GMT
Willem groaned something that sounded like "Fell down the stairs and broke my toes."
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Post by Maester Percival on Jun 17, 2016 4:14:40 GMT
Percival laughed out loud. "Well isn't that a ridiculous way to injure yourself. Take off the boot." He walked to his medical supplies and brought over what he thought he would need. "There is not a lot to be done for broken toes. Got are going to have stay off them and pray when they heal you won't have a limp." Percival kneeled down grumbling and started examining the injury.
Medical 61
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Jun 17, 2016 4:25:24 GMT
Percival laughed out loud. "Well isn't that a ridiculous way to injure yourself. Take off the boot." He walked to his medical supplies and brought over what he thought he would need. "There is not a lot to be done for broken toes. Got are going to have stay off them and pray when they heal you won't have a limp." Percival kneeled down grumbling and started examining the injury. Medical 61 "Thank you for your sympathy." Willem scowled, unlacing his boot nonetheless.
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The Gambler
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Post by The Gambler on Jun 17, 2016 16:50:26 GMT
(Willem will be able to walk in post-TJ threads. He will be fully healed 2 weeks after that.)
Percival sets and binds the bastard's toes.
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Jormun Rivers
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He's probably with Dacey.
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Post by Jormun Rivers on Jul 14, 2016 5:43:31 GMT
Jormun knocks on the door to the maester's chambers, patiently awaiting an audience.
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Post by Maester Percival on Jul 14, 2016 14:04:28 GMT
Percival opens the door hard. He was only dressed in breeches. He had a strern face. He glared at this man in front of him. "Who are you?" He eyed the man more closely before adding. "Did you catch something from a whore? Does it burn or does it cry yellow?"
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Jormun Rivers
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He's probably with Dacey.
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Post by Jormun Rivers on Jul 14, 2016 16:07:59 GMT
Jormun grins at the disheveled maester, apparently not alarmed or bothered by the sudden questions. "Jormun Rivers, Master of the Hunt, pleased to finally meet you. I need a sedative to capture a bear."
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Post by Maester Percival on Jul 14, 2016 16:36:11 GMT
Percival looked down at Jormun's leg all of a sudden. "Didn't you cost a bear once before." The Maester thought about what the man had asked and then sighed deep inside. He was going to have to talk more to this pre-chewed bear food. He turned back into his room and waved for Jormun to follow. He walked over to the large journal he had been writing in and slammed it shut. "I think you are going to have to tell me exactly why you are so determined to be eaten by a bear. There are much more pleasant ways to end your life."
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