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Post by edricdayne on Mar 6, 2008 19:34:26 GMT -5
Roose on his Direwolf, Blizzard: A slight smile appears on Roose's face. He slows his horse, conserving speed, down to a canter. "He found me, somewhere below the Neck, but I think he had been following the camp for a month." Hendry laughed. "Oh, so he came to you. They say that a Direwolf and its Master have a unique bond that belongs to only them. You are a lucky man, Roose. Blizzard chose you for a reason."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Mar 6, 2008 19:55:39 GMT -5
Absent mindedly Roose reached for his chest, where the piece of weirwood hung around his neck. "Then surely the gods are with us."
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Post by edricdayne on Mar 6, 2008 20:34:01 GMT -5
Hendry nodded, solemn for once. "Indeed. After all of the North's past sins, Boltons in particular, the Old Gods cannot stand by and watch the North widdle itself away." Hendry puts extreme disgust in his voice when he says Bolton, not quieting for any possible Bolton followers around him.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Mar 6, 2008 20:48:33 GMT -5
They rode through the camp, and soon made their way into the Haunted Forest.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Mar 6, 2008 23:21:10 GMT -5
Qhorin Snow pulled up beside Roose. "We ride for the Fist of the First Men. If any ranger is lost, or looking for someone, that is the best place to start."
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Post by Maester Maurin on Mar 7, 2008 15:18:28 GMT -5
"Were they any unusual reports before the First Ranger disappeared?" -Asks Marten, anxiously looking around at the strange land.
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Post by Sam on Mar 7, 2008 16:46:22 GMT -5
Ser Tommen rode one horse-length behind Marten, making sure to keep near the man. He wanted to be able to learn as much as possible about this hostile land beyond the wall, as well as make sure he could stay close to Marten. On the ride up the Neck and along the Kingsroad beyond that, he had daydreamed about saving Marten's life and being awarded a lordship for doing so, and he was not about to abandon that dream.
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Post by edricdayne on Mar 7, 2008 16:48:41 GMT -5
Hendry Dustin looked back and saw a young knight tailing Marten. Seeing as Marten was talking with Roose, Hendry fell back next to the man. "Ho, Westerman. What's your name?"
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Post by Sam on Mar 7, 2008 16:51:25 GMT -5
"I am Ser Tommen Falastur, Ser. Who are you?" Tommen asked amiably.
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Post by edricdayne on Mar 7, 2008 16:57:48 GMT -5
OOC: Uhh... you said Ser Tommen in your post.
Hendry smirked. "I am Hendry Dustin of House Dustin. First son, soon to be lord. My father is very sickly, you see." Hendry looked around.
"It's very beautiful up here isn't it? Very tranquil, very peaceable, and yet deadly at the same time." Hendry said smiling mischievously.
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Post by House Lefford on Mar 7, 2008 17:24:36 GMT -5
Linus Rode along quietly a little bit away from these noble he was not apart of there world. But when steel meet steel he was sure then would see his true worth.
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Post by Percy Rivers on Mar 7, 2008 18:03:30 GMT -5
Qhorin looked ahead. "On my latest ranging, when I passed Benjen going north I met up with some Shadow Tower rangers. The story is the same everywhere, more wildling raids across the Wall, rumour of a new King-beyond-the-Wall."
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Post by dienekes on Mar 7, 2008 19:00:26 GMT -5
Feld and Ulfor rode back. Those above can hear Feld laughing at his own jokes, and can see Ulfor doing nothing but staring off ahead.
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Post by Sam on Mar 7, 2008 19:10:41 GMT -5
Ser Tommen chatted with the man called Hendry, who seemed all too pleased with his father's illness. "Beautiful, yes. I wouldn't call it peacable, I have a sense of...foreboding. Like laws have been abandoned and we would do better as wild animals than as men. I had heard that no laws are followed beyond the wall, but I did not realize that sentiment was so powerfully infused into the land. I feel as if I am being stalked by something whose cunning I can't even begin to understand."
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Post by edricdayne on Mar 7, 2008 19:23:54 GMT -5
OOC: I meant the smirk for the first part, not the dad is dying part lol
Hendry nodded. "I feel at home here. Only me, my sword, and nature. A warrior's true home."
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