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Post by Lord Domeric Tyrell on May 21, 2008 13:49:58 GMT -5
A center of learning, where the educated and academic among the Tyroshi gather.
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Post by Lord Domeric Tyrell on May 21, 2008 13:53:09 GMT -5
Maester Derik walks up to the large, ornate building, wearing his Citadel chains, and requests entrance.
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Post by Crakehall on May 21, 2008 13:55:57 GMT -5
The maester is led up to a Magister of Tyrosh who is visiting the Guildhall.
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Post by Lord Domeric Tyrell on May 21, 2008 14:26:21 GMT -5
Derik bows his head. "Greetings Magister. I am Maester Derik of Oldtown, and I have traveled far to see the wonders that whispers tell are to be found on this side of the world."
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Post by Crakehall on May 21, 2008 14:28:02 GMT -5
"Welcome, Maester Derik", the Magister said, entertained with some illustrated books in front of him.
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Post by Lord Domeric Tyrell on May 21, 2008 14:41:38 GMT -5
"I will be brief, good Magister. The Citadel has grown nearsighted these last centuries, and I have come to seek an opportunity to further my studies in areas I find more...near and dear to me." He looks at the book the Magister is reading. "A fine study, though if you are interested I believe I have some of my own tomes on the subject more worth your while, if it pleases."
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Post by Crakehall on May 21, 2008 14:55:01 GMT -5
"More worth my while than the study of nude woman?", the Magister laughs as he holds up a page of illustrated sexual positions.
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