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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Sept 7, 2012 11:47:20 GMT -5
Edric laughs, "Not in the North, my lady. But I fear the wine won't help with that regardless." he jokes, handing her some of his bread.
"Here, eat. It will help."
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 7, 2012 11:50:08 GMT -5
Lorraine took a tentative bite. "Is it so obvious, then? Aelinor said wine would help us fall asleep after the excitement of yesterday. I brought two bottles and we drank till we did sleep."
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Sept 7, 2012 11:56:11 GMT -5
Edric laughed again, "You're not the first to think of wine to help with that, my lady. Oh no. Its the medicine of the masses."
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 7, 2012 11:58:32 GMT -5
"Well I plan to stay well away from it for now. I've never felt this bad before..." she stopped talking. The words were echoing in a funny way inside her head.
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Sept 7, 2012 12:55:36 GMT -5
Edric grinned, "Ha, yes I've declared that a few times myself. It never seems to hold though..."
He ripped off half his loaf and pushed it towards her, "Eat my lady. Not just nibbles. Soak up the wine." he laughed again.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 7, 2012 13:01:54 GMT -5
She sighed and took the bread, tearing off a chunk and stuffing it into her mouth. "How long will it take? I am so thankful we are staying another day here... I don't think I could handle riding or being in that closed little wagon."
"Thank you, Edric. Could you try to keep this between us? I'll take some bread up to Aelinor, but knowing her, she'll be fine."
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Sept 7, 2012 13:04:08 GMT -5
Edric nodded, "Of course, my lady. Your secret is safe with me. You'll feel better in a short while. Rest, take a bath, you'll be fine by midday."
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 7, 2012 13:23:13 GMT -5
"I hope so," she smiled, rising to her feet. "Thank you both," she said to Felric and Edric, before turning and ascending the stairs again. She was determined to try Edric's suggestions, then never touch wine or speak of this incident again.
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Post by Princess Aelinor Targaryen on Sept 7, 2012 17:56:11 GMT -5
The princess stretched and looked around the brightly lit room. Her eyes opened to the new day. "Lorraine?" She yawned and sat up. When she received no answer, she shrugged,"She must have gone down to get something to eat." Aelinor looked over the side of the bed at the wine bottle, she chuckled to herself and then walked over the window, looking out at the morning.
She noticed Lord Stark outside, Aelinor opened the window,"Lord Stark,"she yelled down,"Good morning.... I trust your evening ended well even though you had a strange visitor."
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Post by Felric Crowl on Sept 7, 2012 22:32:06 GMT -5
Everyone seemed to be in a stupor now. The day before had certainty drained them all. Except him. He was itching to do something. This day would not be spent needlessly. Going to the forge, he looked at the few tools that were hanging on the wall. Sighing, he opened up shop for anyone who wanted to do a bit of metal working.
(Metal working services open for anyone)
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 7, 2012 22:54:17 GMT -5
Sure enough, Aelinor seemed fine. Lorraine did as Edric said, washing herself, relaxing, drinking the water and nibbling on the bread. By midday, she felt more herself again.
Humming to herself, she descended once more, and went outside the inn. The sun was still quite bright, but it no longer made her head throb. The air felt good on her face and in her hair, the sweet breeze off the river reminding her of home.
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Post by Felric Crowl on Sept 7, 2012 23:04:03 GMT -5
Felric left the forge, the inn, the party behind. He had a goal now, a drive to do something greater. He would go until he could walk no more, then rest then walk again. He would find someplace where a young stone could sleep for a time, to sleep and gain strength. And he might even return. The stone underneath, may ever sleep, but it always awakes again.
The dragon flies high, and reins in the sky. The lion prowls the ground, the kraken the sea. Yet underneath, the stone ever sleeps. To wake, and rise one day.
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Post by Lord Wilhelm Stark on Sept 8, 2012 11:34:07 GMT -5
Wilhelm looks up to the window. "My Princess, I am fine. I am simply getting used to the new." He says to her.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 8, 2012 12:22:44 GMT -5
She walked around the inn, seeing Goldcloaks sparring, horses whinnying in their stalls...it seemed there was a general air of restlessness. And we are to be here another day still, she thought. With the news of the attacks on Castle Black, it seemed everyone wanted to move on; north or otherwise. Felric had left that morning, too eager to go on north to wait for the rest of them.
Lorraine simply waited. After all, that was what she was good at.
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Post by Lord Wilhelm Stark on Sept 8, 2012 15:52:17 GMT -5
He notices Lorraine, he smiles to her, however still very unsure how to think them together...he was very unfamilar with southern customs.
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