The Salle; Tuesday Evening [ 07/31 ].
When all was said and done, it wasn't really the fact that Stannis was stuck here that bothered him. It wouldn't have been the first time he was dealt a less than pleasant task, and it afforded him the opportunity to showcase his iron sense of duty by accepting his fate and doing what he could to strive despite the clear flaws and irritations of this island.
What he couldn't stand, though, was the constant feeling of having absolutely nothing to do. He would prefer to avoid his room and his awful roommate as much as possible, and one could only stand the library for so long, as well, especially when so many books were so filled with nonsense and there was the clear fact that rather bad things could come from the library.
Thankfully, though, there was also the salle, and Stannis had to admit that he rather liked spending his hours here, battering his sword against the test dummies to hone his skills, which he was sure would one day be of use. It was easy to lose track of some hours in the salle, some hours that Stannis wished he could say he would miss, but he knew better.
[[ and open salle is open. I wanted to post things ]]
What he couldn't stand, though, was the constant feeling of having absolutely nothing to do. He would prefer to avoid his room and his awful roommate as much as possible, and one could only stand the library for so long, as well, especially when so many books were so filled with nonsense and there was the clear fact that rather bad things could come from the library.
Thankfully, though, there was also the salle, and Stannis had to admit that he rather liked spending his hours here, battering his sword against the test dummies to hone his skills, which he was sure would one day be of use. It was easy to lose track of some hours in the salle, some hours that Stannis wished he could say he would miss, but he knew better.
[[ and open salle is open. I wanted to post things ]]