The Crypts of Winterfell

[Percy Rivers]

Callen shivered as his party descended the steps into the crypts of Winterfell. After the fighting had finally ended he gathered most of the lords and rescuers together. He had quite made sense of the whole damned thing yet, but this he knew. Wull had been a pawn to Mormont, Tallahar had slain him. The wildlings in Winterfell had steadly been butchering its inhabitants over the past few months. The news was not all bad though; after the chaos had ended he had found out that Tallahar's wife had been found, along with three new babes as well; Hodrick Royce was still alive and had lead the Night's Watch along with Ser Doyle Swann with excellence; and they had also found Edmure Seaworth and Benjen Stark in Winterfell as well, and when brought before the supposed dead bodies of his family Benjen shook his head "Those aren't my children, and that's not my wife".

And so the only place they had not searched in yet was the ancient crypts of the Kings in the North and the Lords of Winterfell. Just ahead of him Tallahar Tyrell walked, a torch held above his head. Behind him Balor Greyjoy and Randal Lannister tried to keep warm, and Hodrick and Ser Doyle led some Night's Watch members. In the very back was Benjen Stark, shrinking from the crypts as if afraid of what he might find. Callen pulled his cloak close around his body, and held Fury in his fist.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Balor muttered softly to himself "This is a fool's errand. They're dead" but followed the party into the crypt, sword held at the ready.

[The Smith]

They find the rotted cropses of a woman and two children. Something inside of Benjen breaks and he falls to the ground unconcious.

[lordbalorgreyjoy]

Balor looks briefly at the bodies and at Benjen.
Turning to Callen he says "See? I told you they were dead". Balor sheaths his sword and walks back up out of the crypts.

[Percy Rivers]

Callen stared at the bodies for a while, Lady Stark had died holding her children close to her. "Have the bodies taken out of here and given a proper burial in the godswood. Take Lord Stark to his solar. We shall convene council in the morning. "

When the others moved to leave Callen stayed. "You may go, I'll stay here for a while."

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Callen Baratheon walked among the tombs of the Starks. In the torch it light the Kings of Winter stared at him, and wolfs at their feet lay at their feet, watching him. "I am not welcome here," Callen muttered, "this castle was and will always be the Stark's." And then the room swelled with heat and light, and Callen spun around sword in hand. The red haired woman stood there, leaning against a statue, a knowing smile on her face. "Callen Baratheon, we meet again." Callen stared at her suspiciously, almost a year ago she had appeared in his room. "You, who are you?"

She gave him another malicious smile, "My name is not important, but if it will settle your mind it is Gisella, Gisella of a Asshai." She brushed her hand against the stone. "I once served another in the name of Rhllor, but alas, his rose wilted while defending the north. Now another must take his place, another must defend the North. The Storm Kings will need the Starks, or the realm and this whole world is doomed. Winter may have released it's grip, but do not think that it will no return."

Callen just stared at her, "There are no more Starks, not if Benjen doesn't recover. I will give the north to Bolton." Gisella shook her head "No, this land of snow and winter needs a Stark. And there is one to be found." Callen felt the fire rise inside him, he tried to fight it, and then it consumed him. In his mind he could see a boy, young, but bearing the solemn features gifted to him through his liniege. Just as soon the vision was gone. "This Snow was born a bastard , but carries within him the blood of Brandon the Builder. A king can erase his bastard's blood, and a Snow shall become a Stark. Find him in a village near here, his name is Roose." And then she was gone.

[melon]

Tallahar looked at the body's of the Stark's, then Benjen falls down a chill run up his spine. As the King ordered everyone to go Tallahar quickly exited and made for his and Haley chambers, It is a sad thing a wife and two children die and i have gained three new children. The Gods are cruel