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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 23, 2007 21:43:03 GMT -5
"Have you, Theon, like perhaps a squire and his dog? You must be quite the warrior then, I'll wager. Compared to that, I'm just a boring Greenlander, like you said. I wouldn't want to disappoint you in your Iron Islands with my uninteresting self."
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Post by Fel on Nov 23, 2007 21:47:00 GMT -5
"And here I was thinking you would liven them up," Theon remarked, "but if you are set on being disgruntled and turning away my offer of friendship, I will leave you to it."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 23, 2007 21:55:22 GMT -5
"I'm not completely enamored with the Greyjoys, actually," Aerie revealed thoughtfully, smoothing the hairs on the head of her shadowcat as she spoke. "I wouldn't want to come off as discourteous before your friends and kin. I don't see how that should keep us from being friends, however. I can always visit you another time. Perhaps you'll be more pleasantly surprised that way."
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Post by Fel on Nov 23, 2007 22:01:36 GMT -5
"The Greyjoys?" Theon seemed a bit taken aback. "The Greyjoys are a dying house, they no longer rule at Pyke. It is the Harlaws who assume that honour now, and as Harral Greyjoy murdered the old Lord Harlaw, you'll likely be forgiven for harbouring a dislike for that particular family."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Nov 23, 2007 22:14:49 GMT -5
"You make it sound so simple," Aerie said vaguely, "but you are right, of course." She thought it wouldn't be the wisest thing to say that she thought all Ironborn were untrustworthy, conniving bastards who she would not mind systematically beheading. Anger only bred wide mistrust. Seth was the only exception, but he was more "Greenlander" than Ironborn anyway. Instead, she donned an ambiguous smile. "Perhaps I'll visit you one of these days and you can show me how to shoot off a moving ship. My workload will probably be too heavy to ignore after this tourney."
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Post by Fel on Nov 24, 2007 11:02:38 GMT -5
Theon shrugged, "as you wish, Aerie." He gave her a slight bow, the most chivalry he could manage.
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Post by Ellinda on Nov 26, 2007 21:13:23 GMT -5
Two workmen place a letter N at the edge of the field. Shortly there after, some joker sticks an arrow through it.
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Hope you all are well and happy.