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Post by zeubercat on Nov 4, 2012 18:33:28 GMT -5
The Maester's quarters are moderately sized, with various bottles and books neatly arranged on the walls. A bed for patients sits off to the side.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Nov 4, 2012 18:50:35 GMT -5
"Put me down there." he pointed to the bed.
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 4, 2012 18:52:53 GMT -5
Gerold signaled to his men once more to do as he said.
OOC: Can we get another council member or an Admin to RP as the Maester?
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Nov 5, 2012 9:30:56 GMT -5
Arthur groaned as he was set down. "Easy, remember I'm dying." he smiled
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 5, 2012 13:06:56 GMT -5
Gerold smiled wanly. "Aren't we all, brother." He waved his hand. "Maester! I need to speak with you in private once you've tended to him."
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Post by Lord Tybolt Lannister on Nov 5, 2012 23:36:47 GMT -5
The Maester shuffled in. "Young Arthur! Such a state you're in!" He looked him over, feeling his forehead. "Do you need milk of the poppy?" He asked, tut-tutting and looking in a cupboard for some aloe. He remembered bandaging Arthur up as a boy with a smile. He looked toward Lord Gerold and nodded. "Very well then, my lord."
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 5, 2012 23:38:36 GMT -5
Gerold nodded back. "Finish tending to him first. The sun has cost him much, and I fear it may have cost him some part of his mind."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Nov 5, 2012 23:39:44 GMT -5
"Give me something to ease this suffering, you old fuck." Arthur growled.
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 5, 2012 23:43:16 GMT -5
Gerold smiled. "Of course, this behavior is completely normal for him, as I'm sure you remember."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Nov 5, 2012 23:48:36 GMT -5
He looked at Gerold. "Shut your mouth you one-eyed freak. Father never loved you." he cackled and then screamed in pain.
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Post by Lord Tybolt Lannister on Nov 5, 2012 23:51:44 GMT -5
"I'll do what I can for him. He is very badly burned." He poured a dose of poppy down Arthur's throat and began to examine his skin, spreading ointment on thickly, then wrapping him with gauze. "I remember many things, Lord Gerold," added the Maester, not looking up from his work. Gerold hadn't changed much since he was a boy either. "I will see to you once I finish with him."
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 5, 2012 23:53:45 GMT -5
Gerold frowned. "Good. There is much to do for both of us."
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Post by Lord Tybolt Lannister on Nov 5, 2012 23:54:47 GMT -5
"I am certain of that," Falthwyn said, keeping the same, measured pace as he worked.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Nov 5, 2012 23:54:49 GMT -5
"Oh that feels good," he sighed.
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Post by zeubercat on Nov 5, 2012 23:57:49 GMT -5
Gerold walked over to the shelf and started leafing through books carefully, peering at the covers.
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