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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 14:12:46 GMT -5
Yohn turns on him with a fury and cuts him with the knife.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 19, 2007 14:15:28 GMT -5
Yew opens his eyes a little wider.
Elena rushes over there and pulls the dirty boy away. Looking at Yohn with anger she snarls at him, "Put that knife away." She walks forward extending her hand.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 14:18:22 GMT -5
"My father might die," he screams, holding the knife dangerously. "Are you going to kill him?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2007 14:18:43 GMT -5
Pate back away, crying. "I'm sorry mi'lord, I'm sorry, begging yer pardon, I never meant no insolence!"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 19, 2007 14:31:39 GMT -5
Elena looked at him with her hand extended, "Your father will die someday. But I will most assuredly never kill him."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 14:39:23 GMT -5
"One of the men will die. One of them will surely die. The lioness is proud on the mountaintop. That is you, you are the lioness, you are on the Giant's Lance. You were. I saw you go into the cave, and in my dream you are walking into the cave. It is the same. There are two men inside the cave, they are in shadows, you come when they beckon you."
"But one of the men will die. Who is the other man? I don't want my father to die!"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 19, 2007 14:43:00 GMT -5
Elena look like Yohn had slapped her, and knelt down in front of him and stared him in the eye, "I know you do not Yohn. I lost my own father, and I will never do that to anyone else. Maybe neither was your father. Or maybe the other man is trying to harm Rhodri. But I swear I will not harm your father even if I have to die to prevent it." She keeps her hand extend, and looks at him plaintively.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 14:48:27 GMT -5
Yohn turns to the weirwood sapling, planted by Aranya Royce some moons prior. He takes the knife and, starting with the marks already left from his stabbing it a moment ago, carves a horrified face in the bark. The first two marks he had made in anger become the eyes.
When done, he places the knife back under his belt and takes Elena's hand. "I will figure it out."
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Post by Lilith Royce on Oct 19, 2007 15:40:43 GMT -5
Petra hears Yohn's voice outside and it sounded upset. She sees him with Elena, walking back to the Gatehouse. She just about acknowledges Elena, who she does actually like but has little time for right now. She is very worried about Yohn but greets him with a casual "What's up?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 15:42:57 GMT -5
"My father might die," he says sullenly. "But I hope I'm wrong."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 16:08:34 GMT -5
Rhodri watches quietly from some distance, watches the flash of anger and knife and Elena's troubled reaction, but he cannot hear any of the words. He cannot tear his eyes off the face carved into the tree, the angry face he could swear was his own.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Oct 19, 2007 16:33:44 GMT -5
"What did you see in the trees?" asked Petra matter of factly.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 16:35:58 GMT -5
Pulling his hand free from Elena, Yohn explains calmly: "There was a lioness standing proud, staring down from a mountain top. She turned as if hearing something, and walked into a cave. Two men covered in shadow beckon for her. She walked towards the cave, and the men turn, knowing one will die."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 19, 2007 16:36:54 GMT -5
This time Rhodri is in earshot. He thinks over the words, glancing at Elena as he does so.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Oct 19, 2007 16:45:33 GMT -5
"You think Elena is the lioness cuz she is the Lannister,?" said Petra. "Did she feel like a good lioness in the greendream or a bad lioness? My papa says Elena's sister is pretty mean so if she feels like a bad lioness it could be her too."
"And I don't know about one of those men being your father. Like you can recognize Elena cuz she is a Lannister. If one of those men was your father, wouldn't he be like a... " She stopped for a second, not sure what an Arryn would be, but then said, "Like maybe an eagle or something, or missing a hand." Petra shrugged. "I think you are crying about milk that is not spilt yet." Then she added for good measure, "And I don't know what good crying is going to do for you."
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