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Sept 22, 2016 21:33:45 GMT
Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Sept 22, 2016 21:33:45 GMT
"Life is strange, Septon. Who knows where our path leads us." replied Edmure with a shrug. "Someone, somewhere will have me. Perhaps I shall return home to Lord Harroway's Town. Perhaps visit the stinking cesspool that is Kings Landing to do what I can to serve His Grace."
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Sept 22, 2016 22:24:25 GMT
Post by Tim of Raventree on Sept 22, 2016 22:24:25 GMT
"Time away would do you good," Jared remarked. "Perhaps you ought take some time to think about your situation first. Though may I ask, what would you prefer to do?"
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Sept 22, 2016 22:35:02 GMT
Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Sept 22, 2016 22:35:02 GMT
"There is no future for me here." replied Edmure firmly. "Most of my kin despise me. That I am now clear on." He laughed bitterly. "Even the Maester. Though in truth, I care little for his opinion."
He shrugged his shoulders. "And why? They're not reasons I'm entirely clear on. I've tried to do my best for Harrenhal. There are some who obviously feel that has not been good enough." He smiled wistfully at the Septon. "It will be up to them now to make a better fist of the task than I."
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Sept 22, 2016 23:02:32 GMT
Post by Tim of Raventree on Sept 22, 2016 23:02:32 GMT
Jared regarded Edmure with a hint of sadness. "I will not try to persuade you to stay, though perhaps I should. I've been in the same situation, and 'tis harder still when you're bastard born, as I am. I'll wish you joy of your travels and pray for your good health and for the bad feeling between yourself and your kin to end."
He gave Edmure a little smile. "It will take some time, though, on all accounts. Just...don't let your troubles sour you, if you can avoid it."
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Sept 22, 2016 23:25:48 GMT
Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Sept 22, 2016 23:25:48 GMT
"Thank you Septon." replied Edmure sincerely. "You may not think so, but your words have been a comfort."
He turned to leave, but at the door he paused and looked at the Septon. "Tell my sister Violet, that I do not lay any of this at her door. Tell her I wish her well in her marriage. May it bring to her, everything that she wishes for."
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Sept 22, 2016 23:35:15 GMT
Post by Tim of Raventree on Sept 22, 2016 23:35:15 GMT
"I'll tell her," Jared promised. He wondered why the Blackforts were so quarrelsome a family, but he had a decent life at Harrenhal and was thankful for that. "May the Warrior keep you safe, Ser Edmure."
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Sept 22, 2016 23:44:23 GMT
Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Sept 22, 2016 23:44:23 GMT
"And you." replied Edmure, as he exited the room.
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The Raven
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Oct 3, 2016 15:55:27 GMT
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Post by The Raven on Oct 3, 2016 15:55:27 GMT
****** 19th Day of the 3rd Moon A young man arrived bearing a bag of something that clicked like dull pebbles. "Septon Jared?" He seemed ill somehow.
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Oct 3, 2016 15:59:12 GMT
Post by Bret on Oct 3, 2016 15:59:12 GMT
Aelison followed him into the Sept,"Maybe he's not here...." She then looked at Hoster,"Are you alright?"
Placing a hand on his shoulder, chuckling,"Was the wine too much for you?"
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Oct 3, 2016 16:04:59 GMT
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Post by The Raven on Oct 3, 2016 16:04:59 GMT
"No, I... Just didn't expect them to be so... So small..." He straightened up. "I'll be fine, Mistress."
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Oct 3, 2016 16:10:26 GMT
Post by Bret on Oct 3, 2016 16:10:26 GMT
"They are baby bones, Hoster", she glanced sadly at the bag and sighed,"Not the bones of men grown. Someone's children were murdered in cold blood and left in the dirt.."
"I have to do this, and I can hold the bag if you like."
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Oct 3, 2016 16:20:32 GMT
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Post by The Raven on Oct 3, 2016 16:20:32 GMT
"No. I offered to carry the bones and I will. I'm not a knight but I honor my oaths all the same." He looked around. "Nice Sept. Nicer than ours. This makes ours look like a cupboard."
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Oct 3, 2016 16:26:30 GMT
Post by Bret on Oct 3, 2016 16:26:30 GMT
Shrugging with a small smile,"Alright, as you wish."
"Yes this Sept is.. Very beautiful", she replied, eyes open wide looking at the building's interior. "Makes you wonder with a Sept like this here, how could such a bad thing happen."
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Oct 3, 2016 17:11:40 GMT
Post by Tim of Raventree on Oct 3, 2016 17:11:40 GMT
Moments later, Jared arrived, humming a little ditty he'd learned in an the alehouse (the song usually had words, which were quite raunchy!) Seeing the pair, he broke off humming and approached with a smile.
"Lady Aelison, Ser. May I be of service?"
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Oct 3, 2016 17:28:54 GMT
Post by Bret on Oct 3, 2016 17:28:54 GMT
Aelison gave him a small smile,"Ahh Septon, I have.. I have something to give you." She looked at Hoster, waiting for him to present the bag. "I found these buried at the foot of a large tree in the training grounds."
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