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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 19:02:36 GMT -5
He comes across an altar like the one he had fought Zebby near, and on it, laying open, is a book. There's a picture of a naked woman with lightning spraying from her eyes walking about, a trail of dead in her wake.
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:05:38 GMT -5
Titus didn't think much of it, after all he wasn't much of a reader. He paced about the room looking for something that might help the Prince decipher the plans of his enemies. After a few moments, something clicked in his head, he assumed it was the intelligence that had appeared at odd moments throughout his life, and he practically jumped back to have a better look at the book. He begins flipping pages to see what else he might find.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 13, 2012 19:11:59 GMT -5
He can't read it, but it seems to be a man stabbing a woman, her blood turning the naked woman into bones.
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:14:55 GMT -5
He carefully picks the book up, being sure not to damage it, takes one last good look about, just to be sure he hadn't missed anything of use, and then starts to head back out to find the Prince.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 13, 2012 19:17:54 GMT -5
Prince Benjen was busy removing his remaining armour but looked up when he saw Grafton.
"Ah, Ser Titus! Good to see you made it. What do you have there?"
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:20:13 GMT -5
Titus bowed slightly before speaking. "Not quite sure what to make of it, but I think it's pretty clearly related to whatever magick they're trying to work. You'll be interested, trust me." He handed the book to Benjen.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 13, 2012 19:21:53 GMT -5
Benjen flipped through the book, his expression becoming very disturbed. "This is... interesting. Where did you find it?"
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:24:34 GMT -5
Titus nodded his agreement. "Very, my Prince. It was upstairs in a small room. It sat on an altar, much like the one I found the Royce girl on."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 13, 2012 19:26:50 GMT -5
The prince thought on that for a long moment, closing the book. "Malryas needs to see this. Damn it, we need to get back to civilization, and fast. I have a bad feeling this isn't the end. After all, Cassadar still lives."
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:47:52 GMT -5
"Agreed on that point," Titus said. "I'm not too keen on the thought of spending a night here, even. Too much death and devilry for my tastes."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 13, 2012 19:52:03 GMT -5
"Aye," Benjen said, nodding. "So, is there a girl waiting back home for you, Ser Titus? Or no, I remember you were flirting with that Lannister girl." He chuckled.
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Post by Ser Titus Grafton on Nov 13, 2012 19:54:39 GMT -5
"No, in fact, I figured I'd might take one off your father's hands in thanks for my heroic deeds and in light of my great loyalty to the realm. Give me his daughter in exchange for my keeping his son alive," Titus chuckled.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 13, 2012 19:58:51 GMT -5
Benjen raised an eyebrow. "Well, you will have to take that up with my father. Last I heard there was a discussion about my sister Delila marrying into the Martell family but I have another sister."
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Nov 13, 2012 20:01:08 GMT -5
He grabs one of the more decorative shields, covered in pitch black paint with an emblazoned snarling wolf's head in silver, a phrase that looks to be some clansmen dialect lining the outer rim of the shield. Unable to translate it, he shrugs and straps it across his back with his two-hander, keeping his current sword and shield in hand. Pleased, he walks off in search of Crowl. The Crowl can be found outside his tent taking off his armor and cleaning off some of the blood and gore that covers him.
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Post by Marlow on Nov 13, 2012 20:04:26 GMT -5
Finally spotting Crowl outside his tent, he made his way through the camp before approaching him, seeing that he wasn't badly injured. "Evening, Crowl. Glad to see you're not among the corpses. Or maybe you're like those damnable abominations we fought and just refuse to fall. I could see you doing that."
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