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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cor Azer" data-source="post: 5648541" data-attributes="member: 870">The sound gurgling from Ser Rolston's lips resembles an attempt at speech, but is completely unintelligible. His bloodied hands slip from his neck as Ser Jarl works from a better angle, but the bleeding knight's eyes stare pleading.Stunned for only a moment, Haken shakes himself from his reverie at Ser Jarl's command. "Maester! Right." He stumbles back, shouting out towards the inn. "Maester! We need the maester!"A strange wash of relief and worry rolls over the squire's face. "Ser Rolston?" he asks, hoping for some word of his knight."Alive, but dangerously wounded I'm afraid." Haken pauses to face the inn again. "Bring out the maester!"As Maester Karlon finally exits the inn and hurries across the inn's courtyard, Haken jogs along beside him, leading to the barn. As he passes the bound Agorn, he states nigh-breathless, "Your foe is not dead yet, sellsword."Inside the barn, Karlon gently presses a bandage in to replace Ser Jarl's hands on Ser Rolston's neck, but blood continues to pour out from the grizzly wound. Long minutes pass as Karlon replaces bandage after blood-soaked bandage, cursing the bad conditions of the barn, but trying his best to staunch the blood flow.Occasionally, Ser Rolston attempts to speak, but nothing but wet croaks emerge. Maester Karlon gently admonishes him, "Save your strength, Ser. You're prevailing in this fight, but it will be tough before the end." His thin smile offers a faint hope, as he swaps in another clean bandage, discarding one slightly less bloody than all the previous ones.Outside, Agorn continues to smile, as if he knew a joke none of the others present were privy too. When he catches Robin's eyes for a moment, his smile grows. "Never said that was the knight I killed."</blockquote>

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